Regina and Emma get kinky before Emma's morning run with Mary Margaret, when MM sees lipstick marks on Emma's thighs things get awkward.
"Oh god," Emma's hands are clenched in Regina hair. Her head is thrown back against the headboard and her knees are inching closer and closer towards her torso as Regina gently kisses the inside of the blondes thighs, her hands preoccupied with the blondes wet center.
"I prefer Regina, dear, but whatever suits you is fine." Emma completely tosses the snarky comment aside as her toes curl. Regina is now leaving soft kisses against the inside the blondes thighs, getting closer towards the apex of her thighs.
"Oh, Regina. . ." Emma breaths as the brunette jerks her hand. Emma's head slams back against the headboard and her chest juts out. Her eyes roll into the back of her head and she does her best to not hurt Regina as her hands try to clench harder around her hair.
"Don't stop saying my name." Regina demands as she continues kissing all around the blondes legs. Emma's mouth opens in silent scream as her hips begin to rock against Regina's hands. Although Regina raises an eyebrow at the eager blonde she doesn't comment.
The alarm beside the bed goes off and Regina reaches her free hand over and slams down on the button to turn it off. She growls to herself as she climbs up the blondes twitching body to kiss her throat.
"I will finish you before you leave," Regina promises. Emma lets out a sound caught between a moan and a mewl, closing her eyes her hands release from Regina's hair and instead they flex until Regina reaches out and grabs both of them into one hand, holding them against the wall above the headboard,
"I'm close." Emma exclaims as her hips began to twitch out of their rhythm. Regina smiles as she begins to use her whole arm muscles and increases the pace. Emma begins to squirm and moan breathlessly.
On the bedside table Emma's phone goes off and Regina rolls her eyes, knowing exactly who it is. It would be that damned woman to interrupt a moment like this. Regina growls against Emma's throat again and throws her whole self into pleasing the blonde quickly.
Regina positions herself so she is stretched out above the blonde, her legs supporting her and her hips helping her hands she presses the four fingers deep and quick into the blonde, gyrating her hips as the blonde tears her wrists away from Regina's distracted grasp to cling at her bare back.
Blunt nails dig into toned flesh, leaving bright angry red marks as she digs her fingers in and her legs wrap around Regina lower back, Regina's now free hand supports her against the wall as Emma leeches onto her and hangs from her body.
"Oh shit Regina I'm coming again!" Emma barely gets it out, her words coming in whimpers, before she does as she said. Her juices spray up onto Regina's lower stomach and Regina feels a twitch in her gut, wetness flooding between her own thighs she grins and nuzzles against Emma's neck, gently pushing her fingers in and out of the blonde.
"Im sorry to say, dear, but that was your mother, you might want to get down to the docks before she sends a search party for you and finds us out." Emma breathlessly laughs as she pulls herself tighter against Regina, her own muscles flexing as she holds herself up.
"Damnit, I'll call you later before I head over." Emma says, her breath still coming in pants. "I can pick up some dinner for You, Henry, and I." Regina nods and pulls her fingers from the blonde, the clear juices stringing from the women's center.
"Okay, I love you." Regina replies, smiling at the blonde who detaches herself from the brunette and slides off the bed, quickly getting dressed in the running shorts and tank top she keeps in Regina's dresser. Emma strides across the room when Regina slides off the bed too and gently kisses her.
"I love you too, babe." Emma whispers against her lips, then she pulls back and looks into brown eyes. "Gotta run." She smirks and throws her hair in a ponytail as she walks away, it isn't until Regina looks out the window and sees red marks on Emma's legs as the blonde leaves the house that she realizes she was in the middle of putting lipstick on when Emma began to ask her for a quickie.
Shrugging Regina heads towards the shower, Oh well, the blonde is sure to notice before she sees her mother.
"Hey, where were you? With this mystery man nobody knows about?" Mary Margaret asks, looking at Emma hopefully as she arrives at the docks. Emma smiles a dopey 'I just got laid' grin and nods.
"Yeah, so are we going into the woods today?" Emma asks, she looks from Mary Margaret's face to the woods a few miles down the road and puts her hands on her hips.
"Oh my god, Emma what happened to your leg?" Mary Margaret exclaims, bending down to look at the blonde woman's leg.
"What?" Emma, confused as all hell, looks down and feels her body freeze when she-at the same moment as Mary Margaret-realizes what they are.
"Emma, why is there lipstick marks all over your legs?" Emma gulps and moves her leg to look at the inside and sees them peeking out from under her shorts, on the front of her leg, on the side just below her hips. Emma blushes and rubs the back of her neck.
"Oh you know what, it's kind of a funny thing. . ."