A/N: This is a one shot based on the song we oughta be drinkin by Sheryl Crow. It's only Wednesday night but Emma has other ways that the mayor could be spending her evening. Hope you enjoy it and thanks to the people that have followed and favourited so far!
Emma strolled into the mayor's office wearing something a little more revealing than her normal attire. She shook a bottle of whiskey in one hand, the dark liquid sloshing around in the thick glass bottle and two shot glasses clasped in the other hand. Regina slowly lifted her head from her paperwork at the sound of the other woman's presence. She arched one perfectly manicured eyebrow in surprise by the blondes choose of dress. There was something striking about her short mini skirt and the knee high black boots. A small smile played on the dark haired woman's lips and she gestured for Emma to come into her office.
"Hello Miss swan, is there a reason why you are stood there in such a provocative manner and holding a bottle of malt whiskey when it's only Wednesday. I also am lead to believe that you have sheriff like duties to tend to in the morning?" Regina slid the glasses down the bridge of her nose and peered over at the blonde.
"Fuck that I want to have a good time and I think it's about time that the mayor let her hair down for once rather than playing by the rules all the time. How about you live a little?" Emma parted her lips into a smirk and poured a generous amount of the dark liquid into the glass and slid it across the desk.
Regina accepted the drink and allowed the liquid to pour down the throat. The strong flavour sent a burning sensation coursing through her mouth and she shook her head in shock by the strength. Emma laughed at the other woman's elegant attempt and trying to shoot whiskey down the back of her throat.
Regina grabbed her bag from the floor and suggested that Emma should follow her out to the car park. The dark haired woman threw her car keys in the blonde's direction and told her to drive to the nearest bar.
Both women entered the bar and Regina's mouth parted in shock by where Emma had taken her. There was loud music resonating through the thin walls of the club and there were women everywhere, Regina searched around the room hoping that there would be at least one figure of masculinity. But there wasn't and a pleased smile was plastered across Emma's face.
"Miss Swan please don't tell me that this is the sort of bar that I am thinking of? I thought we would be going somewhere with a little more sophistication rather than something I could only deem as a nightmare." Regina's brow lowered and the expression on her face immediately changed to something less pleasing than before.
"Regina really what did you expect? I'm sure once you get into the music and get a few drinks down you then you will fit right in." Emma winked at the other woman and grabbed her hand dragging her over to the bar.
"I very much doubt that this establishment will surpass my lowered expectations." Regina reluctantly gave into Emma and propped herself up at the bar. She could feel numerous sets of eyes on her.
One woman in particular kept a close eyes on Regina, she was shorter than Emma and was covered in tattoos one thing that the Mayor didn't approve of and certainly didn't see as an acceptable sort of body art to have on someone.
Emma lined up the shots in front of Regina and told her to drink. "Just throw these down your throat and then you will loosen up, trust me it works every time."
Regina stared at the shot glasses making sure that they were somewhat clean before she actually drank them. The clear liquid had a vile taste and Regina's face contorted in disgust by what had been presented to her. "I wouldn't even use that for wallpaper stripper Miss Swan, are you trying to ply me with so much alcohol that my kidneys lose the ability to function."
"I was trying to introduce you to something less "sophisticated", its better than the posh drink that you insist on having." Emma smirked and ordered herself another round of shots.
Regina ordered herself a bottle of the finest champagne that the club had to offer and she drank it straight from the bottle savouring the flavour, appreciating it like fine nectar. The same woman that was eyeing up Regina before leant across the bar and propositioned her.
"I guess you're new here because I've never seen you before and I must say I do like what I see." The shorter woman placed her hand on Regina's arm.
"I don't usually lower myself to come to these kinds of establishments but I guess this time I could make an exception." Regina dragged herself over to the dance floor letting the alcohol take over.
She felt the smaller woman grinding against her and the warmth of her breath sent shivers down her spine. It was something that she didn't usually do but this time she was intoxicated which meant that anything was possible.
