A/N - One shot. But if you guys like it I might make it into a longer story so make sure to review and let me know!
Emma Swan flopped onto the bed in her small one bedroom apartment after a particularly rough day in the Sheriff's office. She let out a deep sigh. Alone again. By now, the blonde felt she should be used to ending every night home alone. She hasn't been on a date, let alone share her bed with another, since she ended things with Killian. That was over 6 months ago. 6 months too long, in Emma's opinion. It wasn't from lack of interest though. Storybrooke, Maine didn't exactly house many people that Emma would consider to be her 'type'. There was one person that she has her eye on though, but that's a heartache waiting to happen. There was no way that Regina would ever be into Emma like that. They were finally friends, and good friends at that. The two women hung out a lot, and called and texted often. It was a pleasant and welcomed change from the constant fighting that ensued since Emma had shown up with Henry in the small town.
Emma sighed again. Staying only friends with the brunette really took a toll on Emma. Just seeing Regina makes Emma's stomach flip. And Regina's seemingly innocent flirting does nothing to help the situation. But Emma can't stay away. Regina is like a magnet, she draws Emma in and the blonde just can't get enough.
As Emma lay there thinking in the silent room, she heard her phone go off. She rolled over and grabbed it off of her night stand. It was a text from Regina. Emma's heart lurched and Emma rolled her eyes at her body's teenagerly reaction.
Hey, what are you up to, dear? The text read.
Not much, just got settled in bed. You? Emma responded right away.
Same. How was your day?
Oh, ya know, just another shitty day as the town Sheriff.
Language, Miss Swan. The blonde rolled her eyes. Emma loved that nickname. Regina has been calling her that for as long as she has known her.
Sorry, your majesty. She typed back with sarcasm. Just then her phone started ringing.
"Hey" she answered.
"What made your day so bad, Em?" Regina asked. Emma loved how caring Regina really could be. Any time Emma has a bad day, or is feeling down in any way, Regina always takes time to listen and help Emma talk it out. The blonde had never had that before. It took some time for her to open up like that to Regina. She was so used to dealing with things on her own that suddenly having someone that wanted to help her talk things out took some time to get accustomed with. But Regina was patient and sat by even when Emma got pissed and snapped at her. She never gave up on the blonde.
"It just was. Busy. I didn't have a moment to sit until I got home, which was late by the way. Hope the Mayor doesn't mind overtime." Emma quipped with a smirk.
"Oh, I think the Mayor will just have to get over it, dear. She should be glad to have such a hard working sheriff such as yourself." Emma could hear the smirk in Regina's sarcastic remarks and she smiled. Regina's voice alone is enough to dissolve all feelings that Emma had about her day. The brunette seemed to have that effect on the blonde these days.
"How way your day, Madam Mayor?" Emma asked, genuinely curious. She hated when the conversations were all about her. She liked to hear Regina talk more.
"It was fine, thank you. I had a couple of meetings, but mostly I just caught up on all of the paperwork I had been meaning to do for a while now." Regina answered.
"Sounds so exciting." Emma chuckled with her sarcastic response and Regina laughed in agreement. The two fell into a comfortable silence for a moment.
"Regina?" Emma asked sheepishly.
"Hmm?" She responded.
"When do you think will be my time to find true love?" Emma asked in almost a whisper, feeling her throat getting choked up. She didn't know why she had just asked that. Normally she tries not to talk to Regina about relationship type stuff, for obvious reasons.
"Feeling lonely, dear?" Regina asked with genuine concern, so Emma decided to open up.
"Yes, I am actually. Just, coming home alone every single night sucks."
"I know the feeling." She responded. Regina hadn't been with anyone since Robin was killed. Emma felt silly for being so selfish. She should have considered Regina's similar situation. "And not to mention I'm horny and frustrated all the damn time."
"Ugh, yes! I get so fucking frustrated." Emma agreed. The two have had conversations that have turned to sex before so this wasn't uncomfortable for them. Emma was very open about her sexuality and surprisingly so was Regina. "And toys are great and all but-"
"You have toys?" Regina asked surprised.
"Yes…" Emma suddenly felt embarrassed. "Don't you?"
"Yes, dear. Of course I do. I just never pegged you as the type."
"Well I'm just full of surprises." Emma purred. The thought of Regina using a toy to fuck herself was turning her on. She wished she could be the one to make the brunette feel that good. The line fell silent again.
"What are you wearing?" Regina's voice was suddenly husky, and Emma fought the moan that almost escaped her mouth. Things have never turned this way before. Emma didn't know whether to go along with it or to stop it right away. She had wanted Regina for a while now, and she wanted Regina to want her back. But she didn't want to ruin what they had. They were friends. Best friends, oddly enough. Emma didn't want to jeopardize their friendship because even if she couldn't have Regina as a lover, she couldn't bare losing her as a friend.
"Wha-What?" She stuttered in response.
"We are both pent up and need release, so don't fight it." Regina sounded almost pleading. "I said, tell me what you are wearing Miss Swan, and don't make me ask again." The sternness of her voice made Emma immediately wet, her eyes were wide with shock. She had never done this before but the way Regina was speaking, well Emma knew better than to go against her wishes. She swallowed hard before responding.
"I- Um…a white tank top and black panties." Emma couldn't believe she was doing this.
"Don't be nervous or embarrassed, dear. It's just me." Regina tried to ease Emma's nerves.
"Yeah, that's just it. It's you." Emma mumbled to herself.
"What?" Regina asked.
"Nothing. And what are you wearing, Madam Mayor." Emma decided to play along. Regina was right, they both did need release and Emma thought fuck it, why not? She wouldn't let this ruin what they have. She would make sure of it. So she decided to just go with it.
"A grey silk night dress, dear. That's it." Regina purred. Emma closed her eyes and tried to picture Regina laying in bed in her grey nighty and fuck, what a sight that was. She bit her lip as she felt the pressure build between her legs and her breathing sped up slightly. "Are you imagining me, Miss Swan?"
Emma didn't know whether she should tell her the truth or not. Would Regina want to know that yes, Emma was most certainly imagining her right now?
"Are you imagining me?" Emma decided to answer the brunette's question with one of her own.
"Nice deflection. Yes, I am indeed. You do look sexy in my mind, Emma."
"Fuck" Emma whispered and she heard a husky laugh come through the phone.
"Are you wet, Emma?" Regina asked. The blonde was sure that she had already known the answer but asked anyways.
"Soaking" Emma purred back, her own voice becoming just as husky as the other woman's.
"Good. Touch yourself for me, Emma." Emma didn't need to be told twice. Her eyes remained closed and her hand slid over the flat, warm plain of her stomach before slipping beneath the waistband of her panties. She let out a moan as her fingertips began to circle her clit. "Good girl." Regina responded before a moan came through the phone. Damn, that had to be the most amazing sound that Emma had ever heard.
"Are you…?" She asked, unable to finish her sentence.
"Yes. I am. I want you to do as I tell you. Can you do that for me, Emma?" Regina asked. Emma moaned in agreeance. "Good. I'm going to tell you to do exactly what I'm doing to myself. We are going to do this together. Now, slowly run one finger through your slit." Emma did as she was told, and when she heard Regina moan, one of her own escaped her lips as well. "Emma you sound amazing. You've made me so wet. Put me on speakerphone and set your phone down." Emma took the phone away from her ear and pressed the speakerphone button before setting the phone down on the bed next to her.
"Ok." She said, communicating that she had followed instructions.
"Very good. You're doing so well, Emma. Now, rub yourself a little quicker." Emma gasped as her fingers played with her clit faster. She didn't know how long she would last. "With your free hand, play with your breasts." Emma imagined Regina doing everything that she was saying and damn was it a sight. Emma brought her free hand up and began kneading the globes of her breasts. She felt her nipples harden under her hand's ministrations.
"Fuck, Regina." She breathed. She was getting close now.
"Don't you dare cum yet, Miss Swan." Regina barked. Now, Emma?"
"Hmm?" Emma responded, unable to speak.
"I want you to fuck yourself for me. Fast and hard, ok? Now." Both women let out loud moans as their fingers entered themselves. For a few minutes everything was silent on both ends except for the sounds of their panting and moaning, which was becoming more and more frequent.
"Re…gina…i'm…really close." Emma spoke between pants. Her arm ached with the speed and force in which her fingers pumped in and out of herself. She was seconds away from going over the edge, and she wanted Regina's permission to do so.
"So-so am I. Cum for me, Emma." And that's all the permission she needed. Both women cried out in ecstasy. Emma's body shook as her orgasm took over. Her eyes clenched shut tightly and her back arched off of the bed. Afterwards, all that could be heard was the sounds of both women trying to regulate their erratic breathing. Emma was the first to speak.
"Fuck, that was…"
"Indeed." Regina responded breathlessly.
"Regina, I…" But she couldn't bring herself to say it. She couldn't confess her feelings. Both of them just shared an experience and their hormones and adrenaline were still flowing, causing Emma to feel things more strongly. "Just, thank you." She finished safely.
"Don't thank me Emma. Like I said, we both needed that." Regina responded.
"Yeah." Emma answered and yawned deeply.
"Tired now?" Regina chuckled. "You're too cute, Miss Swan. Get some sleep, ok? We can do lunch tomorrow."
"Ok, goodnight, Regina."
"Goodnight, Em." Regina responded and the line went dead.
Emma spent the next half an hour over thinking everything that had just happened. She couldn't believe what they had done. She didn't know how to feel about it. And Regina had called her cute. What does that mean? Emma felt like a high schooler analyzing everything their crush says. She sighed heavily. Well, she would just have to wait until lunchtime tomorrow. That was her last thought before she finally drifted off to a deep sleep.
A/N - Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! Please let me know if you want me to turn this into a full fic. I think it could be fun.