A.N. -NSFW-
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A waitress quickly appears and Emma hands the microphone over to her before she feels herself being pushed forward by her best friend. She looks back at him with narrowed eyes and says, "I'm mentally preparing your eulogy, just so you know."
He chuckles and then his eyes glance over her shoulder and she turns to follow his line of sight and she feels her heart stop inside her chest. The regal looking woman is now standing right in front of her and Emma can't help but think she is even more breathtaking up close. Her throat instantly goes dry and she isn't so sure she can actually go through with this but then a soft hand holds one of hers and she feels like she has willingly stepped off a high cliff as she is tugged gently forward. She follows behind the woman, keeping close as the crowd of men look on with a mix of jealousy and frustration as the two women begin to climb up a steep stairwell.
Emma has about a million thoughts racing through her head as her feet touch upon each wooden step until she reaches the top and everything immediately stops.
Time. Breathing. The world.
It all just stops moving as she is pushed down onto a plush sofa and the mesmerizing woman disrobes. Regina watches as bright eyes darken from the color of the sea to a forest green. She places the robe over the back of a chair and walks to her Savior in nothing but a sheer lacy silver bra and thong. She leans down to whisper into Emma's ear, "There are some ground rules to go over but first I want to see how fast I can excite you .. hmm .. "
"Wait! Hold on .. I .. need to tell you something .. about me and - "
Fingertips softly brush down her cheek. "Oh, I know .. " Her voice is dipped in velvet as she continues, "I'm well aware of your .. appendage .. " Brown eyes shine down at her and the barest kiss touches her lips before she is being straddled and the first wave of The Queens scent filters around her. She sighs in content as smooth arms slink around her shoulders and then fingertips begin to curl slowly up and down the back of her neck.
The woman grinds down into her crotch and Emma instantly regrets not wearing looser jeans as she feels herself growing hard against the warmth of The Queens barely covered pussy. Regina feels the bulge and she smiles down at the blonde before whispering near an ear, "Me thinks someone wants to come out and play, Miss Swan .. " Her earlobe gets tugged then nibbled between soft lips and Emma isn't thinking anymore as she grabs the woman's ass and bucks up; giving the woman a better feel of the strained erection as it scratches against her clothed sex.
Regina's eyes widen at the unexpected bold move and she chuckles low. "I think we need to go over those ground rules, Swan."
She removes herself from Emma's lap and curls up next to her. Fingers gently glide up a thigh before they begin to stroke Emma through her jeans. The woman leans in even closer and whispers against a cheek, "I'm the only one allowed to touch .. to taste .. " Before Emma knows what is even happening, her zipper is down and the searing brunette has slunk to her knees; wrapping her lips around the tip of her cock. She inhales deeply as her eyes roll back inside her head and The Queen begins to suck her like a Charms Lollypop.
She forgets the rule, she pretty much forgets her own name as she quickly runs her fingers through short raven tresses; holding onto the woman's head and fucking her mouth. Regina allows it, knowing all too well the woman is enjoying herself and it is her birthday after all, she thinks, the least she can do is deep throat the woman. And deep throat she does. Emma hits the back of her throat over and over and Regina finds herself getting turned on by every one of Emma's grunts and moans and then she is coming and Regina swallows it all.
Emma opens her eyes to see Regina still between her legs, mouth buried around her cock, swallowing her cum as it jerks in spurts out of her . A string of semen glistens a trail out of the corner of the woman's mouth and Emma moans at the sight. Regina feels Emma grow hard again between her lips and her eyes widen in amazement. She releases the cock with a loud pop and dark brown eyes turn black with desire as they look up into Emma's.
"How long has it been since you've had sex last, Miss Swan?"
Emma feels her cheeks burn red as she quickly tries to stuff her cock back into her jeans. Regina's fingers stop her abrupt movements and she shakes her head. "It's okay, dear, I don't mind .. in fact .. " Regina licks the underside of her cock once, twice, a third time before saying, "I rather enjoy having you inside my mouth." Emma groans loud as she is taken again and god, what a mouth it is, she thinks.
Regina's tongue begins to toy with her penis, stroking it with every downward slip of plump lips and Emma whimpers as she watches the woman's head bob up and down. Every time she comes back up to the tip, she lingers, suckling and nibbling the surface, before she takes all of her into her mouth again. The pleasure builds up as Emma feels her balls begin to swell. Regina's hair is tugged and then Emma is hitting the back of her throat with sharp rapid thrusts. Over and over her mouth is fucked until thick ropes of cum begin to glide down.
She comes hard this time, shooting into the wet, warm cavern of The Queen's mouth. More cum dribbles out this time and runs down her chin and she feels herself being guided up off her knees as a tissue gets brushed across her skin and warm eyes smile at her. For a moment she get's lost in their soft gaze.
"That was amazing .. I've never .. god, I've never come so much like that. Thank you." She blushes while Regina squeezes her hand.
"The pleasure was all mine, dear." She licks her lips, smacking them together for emphasis and Emma's eyes darken. She feels herself begin to stir again; her dick twitching to life once more and she is amazed at her body's response to this woman.
Regina steps forward and as soon as her fingertips touch Emma's cock it instantly hardens, throbbing against her palm. She laughs, a deep laugh this time as she leans forward and whispers, "Well, I was going to tuck your friend back in but it appears to not want to bid farewell, Miss Swan."
She pushes Emma onto the sofa and straddles her once more, but this time Emma's cock is free and she can feel every glorious ray of warmth hit her as the woman's pussy grinds against her. Regina is breaking the main rule now but as she feels Emma's cock harden even more against her clothed sex, she just doesn't care. She wants this, god she needs this as she whispers into Emma's ear, "I want to fuck you."
Emma's eyes widen as she watches the woman stand and her silver thong slides gracefully down toned legs. A condom seems to magically appear as she hears it ripped open and the woman's fingers glide it over her pulsing dick and in one quick movement she is sheathed inside The Queen.
"Oh .. oh .. " Regina is filled, stretched so good that she actually hears herself whimper as she bites a bottom lip and her eyes lock with Emma's. She feels her ass being squeezed, kneaded as she is pulled incredibly close against a warm bucking body. Emma's eyes glaze over as she feels the woman's cunt milk her tight. The blow jobs were amazing but this .. is something else entirely, she thinks as she feels herself being fucked, wildly. There's no other word to describe it really as she watches the woman bounce up and down in her lap.
Five minutes into riding Emma and Regina comes hard. She moans into Emma's ear and it spurs something inside of the blonde as she feels herself being picked up, legs instantly wrapping around Emma's hips as her back hits a wall. Emma is still buried inside her and she begins to fuck her hard and fast as her back slaps against the polished paint.
"Please .. keep .. yes! I .. " The sound of Emma's balls hitting her inner flesh fills the room and she comes again as she feels Emma flutter around her cunt, finally coming as well.
The condom gets filled easily as Emma pulls out quickly. She ties it off and throws it away in a nearby trash can and when she turns around, she sees The Queen on all fours, her glorious ass up in the air, waiting for her. She's about to ask for another condom but instead she hears Regina ask, "Are you clean, Miss Swan?"
"Y.. Yes." She stammers.
Regina glances at her over a shoulder and winks. "So am I and I'm on the pill, so .. " She dips herself low, raising her backside that much higher and purrs, "Fuck me."
Regina might as well have grabbed her dick, tugging it forward as that one command slams into Emma's brainwave. She quickly shucks off her jeans and underwear and is kneeling behind the woman; entering her in one swift movement.
"Mmm .. hmm .. yes .. " The Queens moans echo around her as she pulls out to the sound of a whimper and slams back inside to a chorus of groans.
Fingertips grip her hips, her waist; pulling her back as the younger woman bucks forward and both women grunt in pleasure. Regina hasn't been fucked raw in .. she can't even remember how long it's been and the feeling of Emma sliding in and out of her, teasing her clit before entering her again; completely stretching and fucking her deep .. god, so deep .. itmakes her whole body sing like a symphony.
She sits up on her knees now, leaning herself back until she finds solace against Emma's chest. She feels a hand wrap around her stomach as she raises her arm and curls her fist in long blonde locks. She tugs a little on Emma's hair and a low moan tickles the side of her ear. Between the two of them, she has been more vocal and Emma is the quiet one. Regina wonders if it's because Emma's trying to concentrate, to not come too fast and she feels her heart squeeze inside her chest with this knowledge because it means Emma cares about her pleasure. She feels lips nibbling her ear and then a finger is sliding low; rubbing her clit while the movements inside her slow down to a languid pace.
"God, you feel .. like silk, baby .. so smooth." Emma whispers gently by her ear and Regina's eyes snap open as she quickly realizes this isn't casual mindless fucking anymore, Emma is .. well, it feels too close to making love and she frowns at the immediate loss her pussy feels as she steps away from Emma's hold.
Strong hands touch her hips now, trying to guide her body back and Regina knows Emma thinks it's just part of the moment so she quickly slips Emma's hands away and states, "Stop, Miss Swan."
Emma immediately drops her hands to her side and sits back on her haunches, eyes wide in alarm. "Did I hurt you .. did I - "
And Regina feels her heart squeeze again at the sound of regret and worry in the other woman's voice. She takes a moment to compose herself, to slip the mask back on before she is turning and eyeing the blonde with a firm gaze.
"No, dear. I .. this got out of hand and that is my fault. There are rules Miss Swan, and this can't happen. It's not supposed to happen unless you pay, unless you purchase room number four."
"Room number four?"
Emma scrunches her nose up and Regina smiles at her before scooting closer and wrapping her hand around Emma's cock. "First, let me try and tame this beast, hmm?"
Regina watches as Emma bites her bottom lip, eyes instantly closing as she begins to stroke her. She feels her wetness still coating the thick member and she feels a new wave of desire pluck her insides. She wants nothing more than to sit back down on this magnificent dick and come. She feels fingertips lift up her chin and then warm eyes are staring into hers before Emma whispers, "Just one more time, so you can .. you know." She is laying on her back now, her cock standing at full mast as she says, "Ride me, your Majesty."
Regina almost comes right there as Emma's request fills the room and she doesn't give a shit about the rules as she sinks down onto the hard cock. She doesn't look at Emma, doesn't want to see those soulful eyes. No, she just wants to fuck herself, use this woman to scratch an all consuming itch. She doesn't want to think about how things had even escalated to begin with. No, not at all. She just wants to feel the incredible ridges of Emma's dick as it glides against her tight walls, as her cunt milks the cock, the muscle growing tighter as it sheathes itself around Emma's thickness. She bucks up and down; rutting wildly.
"Fuck .. fuck .. god .. I'm coming .. "
Emma begins to pant, heavy panting that fuels Regina on as she rocks her body back and forth and she comes in waves; soaking Emma and her own inner thighs as her pussy tightly holds on.
Emma finally lets go herself; coming hard inside the woman. Regina stands and her body is humming on a higher frequency now as she stares down at Emma whose eyes are closed and her chest is still heaving.
She only has one word coursing through her brain as she opens her eyes and stares up into dark brown eyes. Damn.
Regina points her to an en suite where she can shower and there is a white terry cloth robe hanging on the door for her afterwards. She proceeds to exit into a corner room where Emma can only assume, is her own private quarters.
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Emma is out of the shower and back in the main room first. The robe feels soft against her skin, it feels expensive, she thinks as she snuggles onto a different sofa this time. It would feel weird sitting on the other one, she thinks, as she remembers the Queen straddling her and everything that had ensued after that.
She fully takes in the room now and is amazed at how big it is. A bright crystal chandelier hangs down from the ceiling and there are two skylights on either side. All she sees is the black night sky staring down at her with a few stars sprinkled here and there. There are four closed doors spaced out around the wide expanse of the open room and her eyes take in the numbers painted on each. The door etched with the silver number four seems to gleam back at her.
Her eyes fall to the closed door that the Queen is still behind and the numbers 108 shines back at her in gold. The doorknob turns and Regina enters the room, dressed in baby blue lingerie. She slips on a black silk robe and ties it loosely as she makes her way to Emma and sits down next to the woman. She swipes a loose strand of blonde hair off of Emma's forehead before she leans her arm onto the back of the couch and peers at the younger woman.
"Do you like this room?" Regina asks and a suggestive smile lights up her dark brown eyes.
Emma feels herself blush and her fingers quickly play with the sash of her robe.
"Your blushing is cute."
"Cute?" Emma scrunches up her nose. "Puppies are cute. Babies are cute. Bunnies are - " Soft lips kiss her cheek and Emma stops talking as her breathing slows down.
"It's sexy." Those two words get whispered by her ear and she licks her lips and smiles at the woman nestled next to her.
"Hmm .. well, okay that's better." She nods, her eyes dancing in glee and Regina chuckles. "So, what's your name?"
"You know my name." Regina sits back a bit and she studies the woman who is rolling her eyes at her.
"The Queen? That's what's on your birth certificate? Come on, it's only fair, you know mine."
"Because you chose to give it .. you could have easily made up something." Regina shrugs and Emma rolls her eyes again.
"Like what? Cinnamon or Apple." She chuckles and Regina laughs as well.
"Hmm, Cinnamon Swan. It does have a nice ring to it, no?" Brown eyes tease.
"Fine, be that way, so what's with the four doors? Is this like, your sex dungeon or something?"
"Or something." The Queen winks before continuing, "This is my private VIP court. I call it my four chambers."
"Oh, like the four chambers that lie inside a heart?" Emma asks.
"Are you in medicine?"
Emma chuckles. "No, I've just watched every Grey's Anatomy episode that is in existence .. like three or four times." She shrugs and Regina leans forward; laughing into the crook of her neck.
Emma can smell her shampoo as she takes a deep breath in and she sighs contently with the exhale. The Queen smells like vanilla and honey.
Regina leans back against the sofa again and asks, "So, what do you do for a living then?"
"I'm a Bounty Hunter."
"Oh, so that explains your .. strength." Regina remembers how easily she was picked up by the other woman and held against the wall and this time it is she who feels herself blush slightly before she shakes her head and continues, "You need to stay on top of your game for that kind of job, yes?"
"Yeah, definitely." Emma nods her head. "Hey, so .. how did you know about .. my appendage, anyway?"
"August informed me .. beforehand." Regina shrugs and casually runs a few fingertips through Emma's hair.
"You mean he had this set up from the get go?!" Emma asks with a voice laced in bewilderment.
"We might have briefly talked, yes." When Emma raises her hand; beckoning her to continue explaining, Regina rolls her eyes before replying, "He mentioned he was going to be bringing you out for your birthday and I suggested he bring you here. He was asking me for ideas."
"Wait, asking you for ideas .. when did you and he .. is he like a VIP or - " Emma instantly feels weird and a bit, well, it feels a lot like jealousy that August has touched this woman too but she quickly shakes that feeling away.
"He works for me and my mother. We own this place. Fifty - fifty."
"Oh, you're that new client he has. Okay."
"Yes, he's part of our P.I. Team. He's quite good. He helps align up our security and the screenings ... etc, etc."
"Screenings?" Emma asks.
"Well, yes, this is a private night club, Miss Swan. Membership only and with that comes twice a year health screenings .. background checks, like I said, etc, etc. Would you like a drink? Something to eat, perhaps?" She watches as Emma's eyes quickly glance between her legs and she chuckles as she slaps the blonde's shoulder. "You're insatiable .. and not so shy after all. I suppose I brought you out of your shell, hmm?"
Emma's eyes catch hers and she nods her head slowly. "And then some."
Regina feels a stirring tug low in her gut and she clears her throat before standing. "Well, then .. let me get those drinks."
Emma watches her walk away and she can't help admire her ass as the silk robe caresses it. She remembers pounding into the naked flesh, having the woman open and waiting just for her and she wants to have her again. She already misses the warm, wet heat wrapped around her cock.
A glass of apple cider is now in front of her and she eagerly takes it, needing to drown all arousing thoughts away for the moment. The tart liquid slides down her throat and she groans in pleasure.
"The best you've ever tasted, dear?"
"God, yes." Emma takes another sip and so does The Queen.
"So, what's the set up here for you like? Are you .. I don't know .. happy?"
And Regina's eyes grow wide as she quickly takes another sip of her drink. No one has ever asked her that before. Ever. And most certainly not in this room. When she does offer for someone to be her Savior, it usually consists of a quick pull into room one or room two and there is never much talking. In fact, she cant remember a time where she actually even sat down on these sofa's before. Her eyes roam over Emma's and she feels something begin to swirl up inside of herself. Something she hasn't felt in years. Someone who is long gone. Daniel.
"I'm happy. Of course." Regina takes another sip and avoids Emma's questioning gaze.
Emma's internal lie detector goes off, her very own super power if you will, and she watches The Queen fidget a little so she decides to let it go and not pry.
"Do you like to have all those men watch you and come up here to .. you know .. every night .. I mean - "
"Every night? You think I do this every night? Miss Swan, I am not a prostitute."
Regina's eyes narrow and grow to the darkest shade of brown Emma has ever seen and she gulps, beginning to backpedal fast. "No! Of course you - "
"I already told you there are rules and the most that is entertained up here lies behind door number one, sometimes two. Very rarely three. And well, four .. like I told you .. four comes with a price, a very hefty price. And for the record, Miss Swan, I dance .. four nights a week. And every other Friday night, I offer for someone to be my Savior, and that person and I come up here and they choose whichever door they can afford to pay. Tonight happened to be an every other Friday, Miss Swan. Lucky you." She slams her glass down onto the side table and crosses her legs, glaring at the woman who is staring back with wide eyes.
"I'm sorry." The sentiment lands softly between the two women and Emma looks away from angry eyes. And then Emma asks a question and it comes out no louder than a whisper. "So, why did you .. "
Regina knows what Emma's trailed off question is asking. As soon as she had stepped into the shower and began to wash Emma's scent and sex off her body; she had been asking herself the same question. Over and over that question had looped inside her brain and as brown eyes capture shimmering sea green she finally knows the answer. It slams into her like a tidal wave and she feels herself rock against that torrid current.
But out loud and to Emma she only offers a quiet, "I don't know why, Miss Swan. Consider it a birthday present from me to you."
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