*This fic takes place about half way through season 1 when Emma finds out Regina has been stealing town funds. I thought it would be a good place to start.
If this gets positive reviews I will continue the story but until then it will remain a oneshot*
Foul… manipulative… wicked… and undoubtedly sexy…
All words that describe Regina Mills, and if anyone knew that for certain it was Emma Swan.
Emma had been spying on Regina for days and she hadn't found a single piece of evidence that would turn the town of Storybrooke against her. Maybe Sydney's find about the money wasn't enough… but it had to be. Emma was determined to take this bitch down, and now that she was sheriff she was confident in her ability to do exactly that.
Today was a particularly important day in Emma's investigations, as Regina had made specific plans to pick Henry up from school that afternoon, and that meant that Emma would have access to her office. Why Regina chose to do this? Emma was unsure. Perhaps she felt challenged by the blonde's ability to bond with Henry. Emma laughed to herself at this thought. It pleased her to know that the all-powerful Mayor Regina saw her as a personal threat.
Emma was suddenly brought from her thoughts back to reality by the sound of a stack of papers hitting the marble floor.
"Shit!" Emma swore under her breath. She looked around to make sure no one had heard her. What would be the point of having access to Regina's office if she were to be caught five minutes in?
The blonde bent down and began shoveling the fallen papers back into a pile, flipping through them and reading headings and labels as she did so.
Just as she prepared to stand up with the collected documents, her eyes met a pair of black heels. They were but a foot away from her. Emma swallowed hard as her eyes traced up from the shoes to Regina's glowering face.
"What a lovely surprise," Regina spoke fictitiously, snatching the stack of files out of Emma's hand. "If it isn't Ms. Swan."
The clicking of Regina's heels echoed as she stepped around Emma to the other side of her desk where she carefully placed the papers back in their original drawers.
Emma turned and began to tip toe out of the room as Regina finished sorting the documents.
"And where do you think you're going?" The mayor questioned, not bothering to look up as she spoke.
The blonde stopped in her tracks and turned around again to face her foe. "I was just, um…" her sentence trailed off and she began to walk faster towards the door as she noticed Regina suddenly speeding towards her.
"Ow!" Emma cried as Regina slammed her back against the wall, pinning her arms against it on either side of her body.
There was a moment of intense silence as the two women stared coldly into each other's eyes until all of a sudden, Regina pressed her lips to Emma's, grabbing onto the sides of her head so that she could not pull away.
"MMM! REGINA!" Emma struggled to push the woman off of her. "What the hell are you doing?! Are you crazy?!" Emma shouted, pulling away violently and flattening out her shirt with her hands. "You know I'm armed, right?" She gestured to the gun in her back pocket.
Regina grabbed Emma's shoulders and pinned her against the wall once again, focusing into her eyes with a look of passionate, insubordinate desire.
"You wouldn't shoot me," she spoke, her tone impish yet intriguingly playful.
Regina pressed her body to the blonde's so that their lips were just inches apart, her cold eyes practically staring directly into Emma's soul. "Come now, Emma, dear," she began. "Don't tell me you don't feel it too." Her eyes darted to the blonde's lips.
"Feel what?" Emma asked uncertainly.
The wicked one flashed a devilish grin, suddenly pressing her knee between Emma's legs and pulling them closer yet. Emma took in a sharp breath, watching, bewildered, as Regina wrapped her arms around her neck and began to scrunch her hair in her hands.
"I think you know exactly what I'm talking about."
Emma raised an eyebrow. She thought for a moment and then let out an exasperated sigh. "What is it that you want from me, Regina?"
"What do I want?" The other woman smiled her insidious smile; it was the kind of smile that made you both uncomfortable and extremely suspicious…the kind of smile that was so fake it was evil.
"I want you," she replied.
Regina once again pulled Emma's lips to her own.
"MMM!" Emma cried out again, struggling to break free, but Regina was persistent… and with each second that passed, Emma found herself becoming more and more enthralled in the kiss.
It was almost magical… the way all of her hatred for Regina was suddenly replaced with burning desire. It felt so wrong and yet so right.
"This is – crazy" Emma declared between kisses. "We – hate – each other."
"Oh, yes I despise you, Emma. Regina breathed, moving down to kiss the blonde's neck as she spoke. "There is no doubt of that… but I have a deep… undeniable… desire for you… as well…" Regina suddenly placed her hands on Emma's breasts, looking into Emma's eyes and feeling her up through her fitted t-shirt.
Emma stared blankly at Regina for a long moment.
"Ok," she said finally. "I'm good with that." Emma realized she could not resist Regina, and to her own amazement, eagerly welcomed her delectable kisses.
"Mmmm," Regina murmured as she ran her warm tongue over Emma's neck, dampening the soft skin before sinking her teeth into it.
Emma closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as Regina sucked at the tender flesh of her neck, allowing her to slip her hands beneath her bra. Letting out another breathless moan, Emma wrapped her hands around Regina's waist and pulled her closer, earning her a playful growl from the brunette.
In that moment, Emma had a sudden desire… a desire that she had been repressing since the moment she met Regina, and she acted on this desire.
"Come on," Emma spoke zestfully, guiding Regina to the long couch on the other side of her office. She pushed the brunette onto the couch and climbed on top of her, finding that she was eager to please her. Emma leaned in to kiss Regina and unbuttoned her blouse enough so that she could get her hands inside and unhook her bra.
Emma fixed her eyes hungrily on Regina's magnificent breasts, taking in every inch of the smooth, creamy skin with her hands and tweaking hardened nipples between her fingers.
Regina's eyes fluttered shut and her lips parted as Emma took one of her pink nipples in her mouth, letting her tongue dance over the tender skin as she traced patterns up and down her inner thigh with her fingers. Finally reaching the place Regina longed for her to touch, she began stroking her through the fabric of her panties.
Regina moaned into the kiss, her breathing becoming shallow and uneven. As Emma's fingers continued to tease her, Regina began to lose control. "P-please…" she begged after a few minutes teasing. "I-I can't take it. I want you… right now." Her voice was desperate and breathless.
A smile broke out on Emma's face. "I can do that," she grinned.
Emma pushed Regina's skirt further up her thighs to allow her greater access to what she desired. Reaching for her panties, she pulled the fabric down her legs, allowing Regina to kick the garment onto the floor when it reached her feet.
"Oh, god," Regina moaned when Emma began to stroke her once again, feeling how wet she was. This caused Emma a great deal of pleasure, feeding into her own wetness. Just then, Emma delved two fingers into Regina.
"OHH!" she cried, arching her back as Emma's fingers pressed into her g-spot.
Emma pushed into her again, this time with more force, starting a rhythm. She felt Regina's body quivering beneath her touch as she leaned in to kiss her luscious lips.
Regina's moans grew longer and louder as Emma picked up her pace. It wasn't long before she could feel her walls tightening around her fingers.
"Oh, god, Em-Emma, I'm so – close." Regina panted as she felt her climax growing dangerously nearer.
A wide smirk spread across Emma's face and she slipped a third finger into Regina, successfully sending her crashing over the edge.
"Oh, YES! God, Emma, YES!" Regina cried out, her eyes shut tight and her body quaking as her orgasm shot through every nerve in her body, her fingernails tearing through the fabric of the couch. It was absolutely mind blowing.
Emma continued to work her fingers inside her until she felt her orgasm had completely subsided. She then licked them clean, allowing Regina to enjoy her afterglow.
The blonde leaned in and kissed Regina softly on the lips, leaning in close to her ear and whispering, "You taste fantastic."
Regina bit her lip and smiled; her eyes were still closed.
Just as Emma was about to lay back and relax, Regina was suddenly tackling her and pinning her down on the couch.
"You're turn," she smirked.
Emma raised an eyebrow and spread herself out on the couch. "Gimme all you got," she winked
Regina laughed excitedly, reaching down with her hands to unbuckle Emma's belt. The metal buckle of the belt hit the floor with a clank. Emma bit her lip excitedly as she watched Regina unbutton her jeans and begin to slide them down, revealing her black thong.
Regina scooted back and lowered her head in between Emma's spread legs, pushing her hair out of her face before grabbing onto the fabric with her teeth. She slowly pulled the fabric all the way down her body until it had joined her belt and jeans on the floor.
Regina looked up at Emma from between her legs.
"Ready?"
Emma looked down at Regina. "Oh yeah," she replied eagerly.
Emma threw her head back and let out a moan as she felt Regina's tongue make first contact with her core. The sensation was unbelievable. Admittedly it had been a long time since she'd had sex, but she was sure this was pleasure she'd never experienced with anyone before.
All of a sudden there was a knock on the door.
Both women were completely still for a moment. Then the knock came again.
"Oh, shit!" Regina said under her breath, gathering Emma's clothes frantically and throwing them to her.
"Quick, hide!" she whispered to her as she hastily fixed her hair and blouse.
"Just a minute," she called as she stepped into her shoes and speed walked towards the door.
"Henry, I thought I told you to wait outside," Regina said to the boy standing in the now open doorway.
Henry looked up at his mother. "But you were taking so long," he exclaimed.
"I had some very important papers to file. We'll go in a minute."
"Oh, ok." Henry pushed past Regina and entered the office. He put his backpack down on the couch where Emma and Regina had just been.
Regina returned to her desk, pretending to be busy filing.
"Mom...?" Henry asked suddenly.
"Hm?" Regina replied, not bothering to look up.
"Why do you have ladies underwear on your floor?"
Regina instantly slammed the drawer shut, nearly tripping over her own feet and she ran to snatch the black thong out of Henry's hand.
"You know what? I have just a few more things I need to do and then we'll be done here. Now off you go." She turned Henry around by his shoulders and patted his behind, pushing him softly towards the exit. "I'll be out in a minute and we'll go have dinner.
"Ok, but—"
"Love you!" Regina called, shutting the door behind him.
Emma stumbled out of a closet door still half dressed.
Regina ran over to her, handing her the thong. "We'll finish this another time," she said in a low tone. "But for now I have to go. Oh and don't leave your damn thong on the floor next time."
And with that, she sped out of the room, closing the door behind and her leaving Emma alone in the empty office. Emma walked over to the couch and sat down, saying to herself out loud:
"What the hell just happened?"
