A/N: This scene popped into my head as I was listening to 'Casual Sex' by My Darkest Days. All of the Swan-Queen feels.
Chapter 2: My Wolf Senses are Tingling
By 2:00 that afternoon Emma found herself brooding on a stool at Granny's nursing a mimosa. Yes, she was drinking in the middle of the day, but the way she looked at it that wasn't her fault… it was Regina's.
At least it looked like orange juice to the average passerby and seeing as Granny was the only one around to judge her at the moment, she didn't really care. The lunch rush had yet to start and Ruby was still sulking in the backroom because her break had been cut short upon Emma's entrance, leaving the sheriff to drink alone in the usually crowded diner.
That was until the bell over the door chimed and the devil walked in with her patented smirk splashed across her face.
Emma groaned. God himself must have poured Regina into those pants. Her black slacks were deliciously tight and clung to her everywhere; perfectly showcasing the brunette's toned physique and hugging her ridiculously grab-able ass. It also didn't help that the deep blue button-up she was wearing was wreaking havoc on the blonde's heart rate. The top two buttons were undone and when Regina leaned over the counter to get a better look at the pastries hidden in the glass case below, her shirt fell open just enough to glimpse a mouthwatering slice of cleavage along with a hint of blood-red lace.
It was almost like she was teasing her on purpose.
Regina sauntered over the bar completely ignoring the sheriff, dinging the bell on its surface and searching in vain for someone to fill her order, seeing as Granny had disappeared into her private quarters so that she could drag Ruby back out.
Emma stared at her and the mayor casually glanced around the diner looking anywhere but back at the sheriff.
Emma decided that the brunette was far too composed for her liking, and suddenly possessed by an alcohol-fueled moment of courage, she grabbed Regina by the hand and began pulling the momentarily stunned woman towards the bathroom, trying desperately to ignore the surge of adrenaline she felt when their fingers intertwined.
"We need to talk," Emma murmured gruffly under her breath. "In private."
"And just what do you think you're doin–"
"After you Madam Mayor!" And Emma shoved her through the door.
Regina was more than a little perturbed at being manhandled into the girl's bathroom.
"Ms. Swan, what on earth did you drag me in here for?"
"Why haven't you been returning my calls?"
"I've been busy." Regina huffed, looking as if she shouldn't have even deigned to respond to Emma's idiotic question.
Emma looked at her incredulously. "Busy. That's the best you can do?"
"Yes, busy! My mayoral duties are quite extensive and take up a large amount of my time, Sheriff," the mayor spat back, making sure to put extra emphasis on the blonde's job description in an attempt to pull rank and regain some control of the situation.
"But you kissed me!"
Regina couldn't help the blush that crept into her cheeks at this accusation but quickly tried to mask it underneath her scowl.
"I most certainly did not."
Emma's mouth dropped open and hung there at the blatant lie. "Well what do you call jumping me in the hallway then?" Emma accused, her voice beginning to sharpen.
"That was merely a miscommunication, Ms. Swan."
"A miscommunication!? Are you kidding me!? How can you miscommunicate that!?"
Regina was mildly impressed with the amount of bullshit that was tumbling from her own mouth; she hadn't felt the need to lie on her feet this fast in years. She also found it invigorating just how disgruntled Emma was becoming in her presence. The woman was practically fuming.
"Just because you perceive something to be true Sheriff, doesn't necessarily make it a fact. Simply because you have concocted this diluted fantasy in your head does not mean that I have to be privy to it. You really should keep that kind of thing to yourself if you ask me."
Regina was attempting not to stumble over her words as they whizzed by in her brain, hoping to make them sound as professional as possible by the time they came pouring out of her brunette was trying her very best not to become flustered by the incensed state she had put Emma in, but she was failing miserably. The sheriff's forehead was creased in an adorable frown and she was very visibly pissed off, but the blonde had also begun hungrily eyeing her lips and her irate eyes were positively gleaming. It was making the butterflies in Regina's stomach do somersaults.
Emma's mildly intoxicated brain could only take so many fabrications of the truth before she started to zone out, and she quickly became distracted by Regina's angry red lipstick. She was completely enthralled by the way the brunette's lips puckered and stretched, sometimes sticking to one another for a millisecond too long before a pink tongue darted against them, and other times they formed little 'o's before treating her with the gift of flashing white teeth.
And then they were pressing into a hard line and turning up at the corner.
Regina crossed her arms in front of her, the move meant to make her appear unamused and impatient, but it also secretly gave her the opportunity to try and press down on her stomach to squash the drunken butterflies that had taken to humming around in there.
"Are you even listening to me, Ms. Swan? I should have known you wouldn't be able to hold an intelligent conversation in my presence."
The insult pulled Emma back to the present and her eyes flashed at the smug face in front of her.
Cocky smirk. Raised eyebrow. Arrogant chin tilted upwards.
Regina was baiting her.
The mayor snarled, "You were obviously the one who kissed me, not the other way around. I mean, look at you. You can't even take your eyes off of me."
"Oh will you shut up!" Emma growled.
"Make me."
"What?"
"Make me, Ms. Swan," Regina retorted petulantly. "I'd like to see you tr–"
Cupping Regina's face in both hands, Emma silenced her with a bruising kiss that had the major actually squeaking in surprise. And before Regina could even think to fight back, Emma had grasped both of her arms tightly in her own, stumbled into the nearest compartment, and slammed the major against the closing stall door.
Regina gasped as her back hit the wall and Emma used it to deepen the kiss, her tongue snaking out to taste Regina's lipstick and flick against her teeth. The sheriff's heart nearly beat out of her chest as the brunette returned the kiss, her mind completely overtaken by the feeling of Regina's mouth on hers. Regina infected her like the most delicious disease; once she started kissing her she never wanted to stop.
Emma bit down on Regina's full lower lip and a contented moan rumbled deep in the mayor's chest.
"Admit it, you kissed me first."
"No," Regina managed to mutter around their mingling mouths.
Emma pulled back and was that a pout on the mayor's lips? "Say it. Or this," Emma threatened as she pressed herself into the heat radiating off of the mayor, her body now flush against the other woman's warming skin, "stops right now."
Regina's eyes narrowed. "Fine. I kissed you first. Are you happy now?"
Emma smiled. "Very." And she recaptured the brunette's mouth in a blistering embrace that left them both panting when they finally resurfaced for air.
"What are you doing?" Regina demanded breathlessly as Emma left her mouth and started trailing kisses down her jaw.
"I'm finishing what we started last week," Emma murmured against the soft skin below her lips, deliberately slowing her pace and leisurely sucking where Regina's pulse was jumping beneath her flesh. Emma could feel the vibrations creeping up the brunette's throat to escape on her voice and the sensation sent shivers shooting down her spine. She sucked a little more fervently.
But Regina held firm, her breath barely hitching when she spoke, "In a public bathroom? Ms. Swan, I have no doubt as to your sorted past but I am not some kind of cheap whore you can have your way with any time you please."
"Yeah, but wouldn't it be great if you were?" Emma husked, biting the earlobe between her teeth and bringing her hands up to encircle the plump breasts straining at the fabric in front of her. With the light buzz of alcohol coursing through her system Emma found it quite freeing to say whatever was on her mind, damned-to-hell whatever Regina might think about it. She moaned in satisfaction at the contact, pushing up against the full weight of the brunette's breasts and reveling in the jiggle they produced, beyond ecstatic to have them in her hands again.
Emma practically purred in her ear, "Then I could make you feel like this all the time."
Anyone who talked to the mayor like that normally would have found themselves hacked to pieces in an alley somewhere, courtesy of the mayor herself. But there was something about Emma's complete lack of respect for protocol that thrilled Regina to no end. And she was never one to back down from a challenge.
Regina's breath was coming out in sharp, punctuated gasps as the sheriff massaged her breasts, her own hands clutching and tensing around Emma's waist and unconsciously pulling the blonde closer to her. Regina's restraint was rapidly slipping away from her and she knew it.
In a last-ditch effort for control, Regina whined weakly, "But it's dirty in here."
"Then we'll just have to match the sex to the place," Emma grunted. She grabbed the mayor's thigh and hooked it around her own body, pushing herself forcefully forward between the brunette's legs. Emma briefly ran her hand up Regina's leg to feel the firm muscles flexing in her ass as she brought their faces excruciatingly close together, their noses almost touching. Teasing her with the miniscule distance she'd left between them, Emma lightly brushed her lips over Regina's as she whispered, "Don't you agree?"
Regina allowed herself one indignant gasp at Emma's boldness, just one, and then with her leg already wrapped around the sheriff she grabbed the blonde by the hair and pulled her into a scorching kiss, leaving Emma's insides burning with desire.
Tangling her fingers in the long waves, Regina forced her tongue into Emma's mouth, pleased to hear the blonde moan in satisfaction and return her assault. She devoured her sounds in a hungry flurry; licking, sucking, biting, and kissing relentlessly until she felt the blonde's knees begin to shake.
Regina chomped down on Emma's thin lower lip and pulled, producing a violent whimper from the blonde as her core pushed up against the mayor's. Regina lifted her other leg off the ground and wrapped herself completely around the sheriff's slender frame, Emma easily lifting all of her weight and pressing her more fiercely into the stall door, her hands glued to the brunette's firm thighs and ass.
Regina clung to Emma's shoulders, holding their bodies as close together as humanly possible as Emma laid waste to where her neck met her shoulder, then to her clavicle, and then to the hollow of her throat before she slowly started to move down between her breasts, Emma's lips grazing dangerously close to the red lace she had ogled earlier.
The mayor's head flew back and banged into the door, the slight pain of the maneuver drowned out by the sensations Emma's descent was ricocheting through her body. She felt like she was on fire, smoldering and burning, her every nerve ending a lit fuse and she was the bomb that was meant to detonate. Emma started rocking against her and Regina clawed at the blonde's back, lascivious noises falling from her mouth in a steady stream as they crushed against each other.
Regina rolled her hips against the sheriff and Emma lost her balance for a second before her rump crashed down on top of the toilet seat. But she had made sure not to lose her hold on the undulating mayor above her, and so Regina landed hard across Emma's lap, completely straddled over the hazy-eyed blonde. Regina grinned deviously at their new position, her classy heels barely sweeping the floor as she began to grind herself onto Emma's pelvis. The sight of the brunette writhing on top of her was too much for the sheriff and she let out a heady groan, grabbing handfuls of Regina's ass and pulling herself up to meet the brunette's hot core with her own.
Panting with arousal, Regina's hands sought out Emma's breasts and tugged at her nipples through her thin white tank top, watching in pleasure as Emma's head lulled back at the sensation. Her eyes slammed shut and she growled deep in her chest as the mayor's vigorous fingers roughly kneaded her breasts. Regina could actually feel the vibrations emanating from around the blonde's heart as she slid her hand down a taut abdomen to grab at the belt that was obstructing the warpath she had set out on. Seizing the offending belt buckle, Regina pulled Emma up into her as she reached for the zipper of her jeans.
Suddenly a voice cut through the echo-y cavern of the bathroom. "Emma?" Ruby called out, poking her head in through the door. "Are you in here?"
Regina nearly jumped out of her skin upon hearing the voice and in an effort not to let anyone see her feet under the door she began trying to climb Emma like a tree. She ended up placing both of her knees on either one of the sheriff's thighs and rose up, effectively hiding her feet from peering eyes while thrusting her bust into Emma's face as she reached up to steady herself on the wall behind the blonde's head for balance.
"Yeah, I'm here," Emma managed to mumble back, completely mesmerized by the breasts bobbing at her eye level.
It really was too good to be true. Regina's chest was heaving in front of her and without giving it a second thought she vehemently latched her mouth around one of the pert nipples she could see pebbling through the fabric of the mayor's deep blue shirt.
Regina gasped out a breathy moan before she quickly stopped her vocal chords and pulled one of her hands off the wall to grab the back of Emma's head. She momentarily thought about pushing the blonde further into her and holding her there, but remembering where they were she swiftly yanked the delectable mouth off of her and met Emma's wide eyes with her own.
"Don't. You. Dare." Regina whispered threateningly.
"What was that?" Ruby hollered.
"Nothing!" Emma spit out quickly, Regina's fingernails scraping against the back of her head. "What'd you need?"
"I just wanted to let you know that your grilled cheese is ready."
"Okay, thanks Rubes. I'll be out in a minute."
The pair listened to the squeaky door swinging shut and had almost let out a sigh of relief when Ruby abruptly popped her head back in.
"Hey, you haven't bumped into the mayor yet today, have you?"
Emma looked up at the woman hovering above her, her eyes shining with the fiercest death glare she'd ever seen. "Nope, can't say that I have," Emma lied, a smirk starting to form at the corner of her mouth.
"Ok, good. I ran into Belle earlier and she said the mayor was looking for you and that she seemed pretty riled up about something. I just wanted to give you a heads up."
And with that Ruby closed the door behind her, effectively shutting them off from the rest of the diner again.
As soon as the door reconnected with the frame Regina was off of Emma's lap and straightening her shirt, tugging at wrinkles that weren't there. Her high heels clacked against the linoleum as she started to pacein the tiny makeshift 'hallway' between the stalls and the bathroom wall, Emma watching her amusedly as she nonchalantly leaned on the stall door with her shoulder.
"How am I going to get out of here without people seeing me?" the mayor whispered sharply, her tone slicing through the air. "This is all your fault!"
Emma just shrugged, unable to hide the guilty smile spreading across her face.
Regina fumed, "Well, Ms. Swan, since you seem to be so overjoyed about my predicament, do you have any bright ideas you'd like to share with the class on how to get me out of it?"
"Yeah, actually I do," Emma stated matter-of-factly. "I'll just break something when I get out there and then during the commotion that'll cause, you can sneak by unnoticed."
Regina's eyebrows pinched together in confusion as she scanned the blonde's body.
Emma flinched dramatically. "Not on myself, Regina! Geez, morbid much? In the diner! I'll break something in the diner and when they rush to help me clean it up you can make your escape. Simple as that."
Regina considered this a moment before nodding curtly and placing her hands back on her hips, the mask of indifference slowly starting to creep back up her face. But before it could slide all the way into place Emma brushed past the fretting brunette on the way to the door and whispered softly in her ear, "But before you leave, you might want to fix that smudged lipstick of yours, Madam Mayor."
Regina immediately flew to the mirror; her fingers brushing her lips in a way that made Emma want to kiss them again. She primped and preened, prodding her appearance until she looked even more exquisite than before.
Emma had one foot out the door before she leaned back in. "So what's this I hear about you looking for me?" she inquired cockily.
Their eyes met through the reflection of the mirror. "Shut it, Swan," Regina deadpanned.
Emma rolled her eyes as she marched herself back into the diner to break something, so that her sexy brunette problem could escape.
