When the water unexpectedly turned freezing cold, both women lurched for the door and jumped out of the shower with supersonic speed. Laughter echoed around the bathroom as Emma grabbed onto the Mayor's bare arm, trying to steady herself. When she looked up and her eyes met the brunette's, her laughter quickly subsided and she reached around to turn off the shower. She was suddenly all too aware of her nakedness and crossed her arms in front of her chest in an attempt to stave off her embarrassment, to no avail.
"Sorry about that," the blonde muttered. "There's only so much hot water in this place and I guess we were in there for a while…"
"I guess we were." The Mayor's soft smile dispelled Emma's self-consciousness in a second and she soon felt a smile lifting the corners of her mouth as well.
"Too bad we had to get out before we were finished," Emma shot back, pulling the only bath towel off the rack and wrapping it around her body.
"Is there one I can use?" Regina asked, the coldness she was beginning to feel taking precedence over Emma's previous comment. She was twisting her head around, trying to spot another towel somewhere in the room, and Emma couldn't help but stand and watch her as water dripped from her cropped hair onto her shoulders and ran all the way down her body, which by now felt like familiar territory to the Deputy. However, that didn't lessen its appeal one bit.
"I think I like you just the way you are, Madame Mayor," Emma smirked as she took a step closer to the woman in front of her. Leaning in so that her lips were almost touching Regina's ear, she inhaled the intoxicating scent that surrounded the brunette before opening her mouth and whispering, "Payback." With that, Emma was bolting out the door and running down the hallway to her room, not bothering to look back in order to see whether she was being followed. She knew that she was.
Flinging the door to her bedroom open, Emma paused, gasping for air. Only then did she turn around, just in time to see Regina fly into the room and knock her onto her bed, laughing hysterically and falling down on top of her. When they had both caught their breath, the Mayor looked down at the towel that was separating her naked body from that of the blonde. Her eyes lighting up, she rolled gracefully off the Deputy and grasped hold of the towel, yanking it away from Emma in one swift movement. "Much better," Regina declared as she allowed her gaze to sweep over Emma's newly exposed and still slightly glistening skin. After tossing the towel onto the floor, Regina shifted so that she was once again on top of the blonde. She relished the shiver she elicited from Emma as she traced her lips as lightly as possible from her shoulder up to her jaw and uttered, "I prefer an even playing field."
The sound of a door slamming downstairs froze both women exactly where they were. Emma could feel the Mayor's breath on her cheek and the pounding of Regina's heart, accentuated by their sudden stillness and silence, caused her own pulse to speed up.
"Emma?" A voice floated through the apartment. "Emma, are you home?" Regina's breath seemed to hitch at the realization that Snow – Mary Margaret was in the same apartment as her. While she was naked. With Emma lying beneath her. Who also happened to be naked. No, Regina was not comfortable with any part of this situation.
When they heard a soft rustle of grocery bags being unpacked and the clang of pots being placed on the stove, Regina managed to compose herself enough to move from her position and detach herself from Emma. At least, she tried to.
"Oh no you don't," Emma said as quietly as possible, refusing to loosen her grip on Regina's arm. The brunette's dark eyes widened in dread as she was pulled back down onto the bed and rolled onto her back, trapped there by the weight of Emma's body. The blonde smiled down at her with all the mischief in the world – all the worlds – and used her left hand to pin both of Regina's arms above her head. "You're not going anywhere."
Regina couldn't let this happen; it was too humiliating. "But your – "
"My what?" Emma cut her off, but the Mayor was incapable of any sort of response. Emma had punctuated her question by placing her free hand on the brunette's core and promptly began tracing her entrance with one of her fingers. When the finger in question slid inside her and curled deliciously back towards its owner, it took all of Regina's strength not to vocalize the pleasure Emma was giving her. "Do you want me to keep going?"
Regina glared up at the infuriating woman above her, but after an agonizingly long moment, she gave in and nodded her head ever so slightly, scared to even whisper. Emma didn't seem to have the same problem.
"I was hoping you'd say that." The blonde was speaking almost directly into her ear, but her voice was still too loud for Regina's liking. The Mayor bit her lip to suppress her moans as Emma began to thrust in and out of her, grinding her own core against Regina's hip. Soon, though, the heat of Emma's body, the feel of her lips on her skin, it all became too much for Regina. Just as she heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs, the blonde started to stroke her throbbing clit with her thumb and a gasp escaped her mouth at the contact.
Regina couldn't even describe the horror that she felt at that moment, but it doubled when there was a knock at the door. "Are you in there, Emma?"
"Yes," Emma called out, a smirk spreading across her face. "Just changing my clothes."
"Okay. Dinner will be ready pretty soon."
"Thanks Mary." The blonde hadn't paused in her ministrations and Regina could feel a climax building inside of her. Although it was the last thing she wanted to do, she focused her efforts on holding off as long as she could, but her resolve was no match for the look of pure desire on Emma's face as she bent down to capture the brunette's lips with her own. Regina could feel herself clench around the Deputy's hand and the world turned impossibly bright around her as she came. She didn't even notice the scream that was only partially muffled by the blonde's kiss.
Emma pulled back and the Mayor could see that the smirk had returned to her face. Just wait until I get you exactly where I want you, Regina thought with anticipation, but neither of them was smirking after they heard the hint of concern in Mary Margaret's voice.
"Emma, are you okay?" The door was opened without warning and Mary Margaret entered the room before Emma or Regina could move a muscle. It took the schoolteacher a moment to process the sight before her, but once it registered in her brain, she was running out of the bedroom as fast as humanly possible.
"I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry." She gushed from behind the door.
Emma and Regina clumsily untangled themselves and practically fell off the bed. Emma pulled on some underwear, a t-shirt and a pair of track pants before going to her closet and throwing Regina a robe. It was a little skimpy, but it would have to do.
"It's okay," Emma assured Mary as Regina pulled the robe more tightly around her and threw Emma a look as if to say, do I really need to go out there?
All the blonde could do was apologize with her eyes before stepping out into the hall, still at a loss of how she was going to explain this. Regina sighed and closed her eyes. It's a damn good thing I love this woman, she thought, and when she realized what she had just admitted to herself, she was even more terrified of what was waiting for her outside of the room.
