Only a Dream:
Author Note: This is my first attempt at writing in a long time and my first ever SwanQueen fiction. Please let me know what you think and if there is anything you'd like to see!
Regina'sSass x
Emma could not stop herself. Her blood raced around her system, her breathe hitched deep within her pulsing, hoarse throat and her nails clawed away at the sheets beneath her. Beads of sweat mixing the sweet aromas of her and the dark beauty's arousal fills the air. The blonde cannot help but throw her head back in a fit of desperation as Regina's tongue slowly circles Emma's ever so inviting entrance.
Frustrated growls slip from the blonde throat and she feels Regina's smirk against her sex. Not just any smirk but that smirk and this pushes Emma even more over the edge; and Regina knows it.
"My my, you do need to learn some self control, dear"
Emma's eyes snapped open as she glared at the sight between her sticky trembling thighs.
"I swear to fucking God Regina- FUCK!"
before Emma could finish her threat a sudden release of pain and pleasure shook her to the core as Regina's teeth sank into her swollen bundle of nerves. The pain of the sudden move played by the dark queen made the white knight scream in relief. It felt like Regina was taking her move across the board and she could not wait to trap Emma, claiming the win for her own. The blonde, quivered and shook under Regina's endless games until she'd had enough. She grabbed fistfuls of dark, glossy hair in frustration and pulled, hard.
"I need to f-feel your tongue in me Regina"
Emma could have sworn that she heard Regina moan at that desire as she felt another smirk spread across her lips, then the Queen's eyes met hers along with a perfectly raised eyebrow.
"you really need to learn some self control, dear," Regina teased as her smirk grew more enticing, more wicked, "foreplay is the best part of sex, do you not think?"
Emma's mind by this point has gone completely fuzzy she knew that if Regina kept teasing her like this she would come completely undone without the need for her tongue, nor her fingers and that, Emma did not want to happen. Her eyes met the brunettes; sharp, intense with lust and need as her mouth came crashing to hers. Their kiss was passionate, hungry and a mess of tongues and teeth Emma knew that all hope of her control has gone out of the window but that was okay, she would happily submit to Regina, just not to any more of her god damn teasing. Suddenly the ache between her thighs intensified as she felt two strong fingers plunging deep into her, almost effortlessly.
"SHIT – Regina...!"
Regina was now leaning over her, her body pressed firmly against Emma's, their hard nipples knocking against each others causing Emma's hips to raise and push herself deeper onto Regina's fingers. Regina smirked at this response, she always knew that Emma was putting up a fight of course she wanted to get fucked by her, who does not? But the only person Regina wanted to have writhing under her was the delightful Miss Swan. With one last kiss to the lips Regina's breathe tickled Emma's glistening neck, all the way down to her sternum. A mass of tangled dark hair getting lost in the perfect mountains on either side of her head as she continued her line of kisses, nips and licks down the centre of the feisty blonde's body. The more south she got the more laboured and desperate Emma's pleas began to fill the air. Regina was glad at this moment in time that she did not have any neighbours, she had no idea anyone could scream so loud.
"Ohhh G-G—GOD!"
Emma was thrashing around more violently onto Regina's fingers she could feel the tightness of her abdomen and she knew that she was close, as did Regina, apparently.
"Is that good Emma? You're getting so tight for me...I want you to fill my mouth with your sweet juices"
with that remark Emma knew that it would not be long until Regina had her wish, she was so close to coming undone, her heart pounding away in her chest and then suddenly a feeling hit her that she has not experienced in a very long time. Regina's tongue was...there. Her fingers still crashing into her tight pussy as her tongue flicked fast and expertly over Emma's swollen, neglected clit. Emma's hands instantly reaching out and pushing the brunette deeper into her sex and she felt the vibrations of Regina's laugh of approval. Fuck. She cannot take any more, her whole body tensing up and shaking violently as she pushes Regina closer into her, hearing her gag slightly and that sound alone made Emma explode. Her orgasm so intense it felt like it lasted hours. Her come completely soaking Regina's silk sheets as she not only came but she squirted all over Regina's face. With her finally able to collapse and try to regain control over her body Emma panted viciously trying to stop her shaking.
When she was finally able to look at Regina she saw her wetness glistening all over her face as the Queen slowly licked and sucked her fingers clean moaning at how delightful her Emma tasted. Emma's eyes widened at how sexy Regina looked right then with her own sweetness dripping down her face landing on her lips and she could no longer help herself, her lips found her way back to Regina's kissing her desperately wanting to taste herself and sweet Jesus-! The taste of her sin mixed with Regina's forbidden kisses was just...something else.
It was Regina who had the upper hand and all of the control. She pulled away from the kiss and a very pleasing smirk spread across that beautiful face of hers. She wiped away the excess of her reward before tsking at Emma mockingly
"what did I tell you about self control, dear? You are nothing but a little slut... no. You're not a little slut, you my dear, are my little water pistol,"
Emma instantly felt her face burn as it turned scarlet from that comment. How did Regina do this to her?! It was hardly fair all she had to do was smirk and Emma pretty much came in her panties.
"Oh come, there is no need to be so shy, not after that performance. You did well my little Swan."
My little Swan...my little swan...my little swan.
When Emma reached over to her thump the alarm clock she realised she was in her own bed. Surely she could not have dreamt that?! It all seemed too real, the way Regina kissed and teased her skin, the way she literally ripped Emma's panties clean off of her...the way she...Emma began to feel herself turn crimson again with just thinking about fucking the town Mayor. Nobody in the right mind would ever go to bed with that woman but Emma wanted to, and she sort of hated herself for that. On getting out of bed Emma tumbled over her shoes and clothes that were scattered hazardously all over her room like some sort of messy unkempt teenager. She sighed in annoyance not having yet had her coffee as she scrunched up the clothing and threw them onto her bed. An item of clothing caught her eye and she felt her thighs clench shut at the memories of her dream. Emma smirked to herself and grabbed the same red transparent lace panties she had been wearing before Regina tore them but as she prepared to put them on she noticed...what was that? There is no way that could be possible. "Shit" Emma mumbled beneath her breathe. Those were one of her favourite pair of pants when she was onto a promise and now they were torn.
Emma realised that she was running late for work. She grabbed a pair of pure white lace panties and matching bra (white really wasn't her colour but to hell with it) and threw on her infamous white tank top, skinny jeans and much used and abused red leather jacket before swiping a piece of toast from Mary Margaret's plate and practically running out of the door before she had a chance to protest. Emma made her way to Granny's to get her caffeine fix otherwise there was no way on hell that she would survive the day ahead without possibly killing someone. Her mission for coffee came to an abrupt end as Regina came equally as fast out of the diner carrying a bottle of open water, of which Emma ended up wearing.
"Fucks sake can't you watch where you're-"
the blonde was cut off looking at who stood before her and colour flooded her cheeks the memories of the night intruding her mind at possibly the worst time imaginable. Regina could see something in Emma's eyes that made her smirk ever so lightly before resetting her hard features, glaring brown into blue,
"that is no way to address your town's Mayor now is it, Miss Swan?"
Emma glared at her with equally as much force at the use of her family name in such a way before Regina continued,
"maybe if you paid more attention to your surroundings than what is going on in that petty mind of yours then I would not be able to see right through your clothing right now"
Emma moaned. She actually moaned at that comment and the look she was receiving off Regina.
"I'm er, sorry...I guess," the blonde tried to quickly gain control of her senses and the feeling she started to get in between her thighs, "I should go and change..."
Before Emma could quickly turn away back to her yellow bug Regina grabbed her arm and pulled her back towards her form. Emma looked up at her with alert and a slightly pissed off expression.
"There's no need to rush off so soon, dear. I have a spare top you could borrow at my house," Emma swallowed, hard as she tried to keep her breathing slow and steady, "besides, my home is closer to the station than your loft"
thinking this through Emma knew that she was right, besides she was going to be with her boss...in her home, behind closed doors. Emma scurried after the retreating sassy brunette and took a shaky deep breathe before climbing into the passenger seat. The next hour or so was going to be interesting.