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The brunette was rubbing her temples and sighed. She never signed up for this, she never even expected to have to deal with anything like this. And here she was: sitting in front of the blonde student who got herself off just a few minutes ago.

"What's happening, Miss Swan?" Regina asked Emma who was looking at her hands. She didn't get any reaction, "Is this why you were acting strange in class?" Emma nodded.

I shouldn't tell her, I really shouldn't. The blonde was thinking by herself. If she could have controlled her emotions in class, if she hadn't given into the need of wanting her teacher's attention, this wouldn't have happened.

Regina was still looking at the girl in front of her, unsure of what she should think of the blonde. Unsure of what was going on in her mind.

"Emma", the brunette tried, "I'm asking you this only once and I give you this opportunity because I want to understand what's going on. Do you like me?"

God, yes, I do! Everytime I see you, I want to kiss those lips of yours. I want to lick the scar on you lip. I want my hands in your hair, your hands all over my body. I want you screaming my name. I want to taste you. I want to love you like no-one else ever did. I want to be the one you'll never forget.

Those things were going through the blonde's mind. It was a simple question and her answer was so complicated. She looked at the brunette in front of her whose eyebrow shot in the air, waiting for an answer. Emma opened her mouth to speak and closed it again. She was getting more and more nervous.

"I… Yes, I like you", the blonde whispered.

This is never going to happen.

"You know, nothing is going to happen between is, right, dear?" The brunette said, quirking an eyebrow up again.

Don't be so sure about that, Miss Mills.

"Yes, I know", Emma said.

Regina nodded, her eyes first on the blonde in front of her and then on the paper on the table.

"You're free to go, Miss Swan. I'll see you on Monday", the brunette dismissed her student. The blonde stood up and walked to the door. On one hand, she wanted to tell the brunette she wanted a chance, she wanted to tell her teacher she could give her all she wanted and more. Yet the blonde didn't, because she knew she never would win this discussion.

She isn't interested in me. I don't have any chance.

But maybe, if the blonde had turned around again, she would have seen the other woman staring at, you can also say admiring, her while she was walking towards the door. And the brunette could only think: Emma, what are you doing to me…

Anyway, that evening Regina had decided to go to the Rabbit Hole with her friend Katherine. She needed to forget for awhile, she needed to get that blonde out of her head. The bar was a bit out of time, so she knew she was quite safe if it came to seeing colleagues or students. She never saw them there before. Anyway, Regina had told her friend what had happened and the other woman had listened with much disbelieve.

"She literally got herself off while you were sitting there?!" She had almost screamed, before Regina could shush her.

The teacher nodded, "Yes, she did, I mean.. she was rubbing herself against the chair and getting some friction between her legs. She wasn't playing with herself, she was just… yes, getting herself off…" The brunette couldn't help herself: she was blushing and looking away. This was something Katherine hadn't seen before from her friend who was, normally spoken, the dominant figure in a relationship.

"Regina, what's the matter? Did you like it? Do you know why she did it?"

The brunette bit on her lip: "She might have had a nice view on my breasts…", she had only seen how exposed she was after Emma had left, "And I might not have been wearing a bra…"

"YOU WHAT?" Katherine couldn't help but scream, there were a few persons who looked at the two women.

"Shhhhh, I just didn't feel like wearing one today…", the brunette tried to defense herself.

Kat did a facepalm, "Like seriously, it isn't a reason to get herself off, but it's your own fault."

"I know…", Regina bit on her lip again.

Kat shook her head, "Enough about that: let's get something to drink."

They both ordered some shots, and then did some more shots, and some more, … Well, they did a lot.

What…?

Emma looked up into dark brown eyes, her lips only inches apart from the other woman's.

Oh my god.. Is she..?

Their lips touched and almost immediately a tongue slipped in one another mouth.

She is… Can I… Can I touch her?

Emma's hands roamed over the upper body of the brunette, exploring every curve, exploring the breasts she had had a good look on before. Then her hands were travelling over the brunette's belly, over her sides, to her butt. The blonde massaged the brunette's buttcheeks while she took over control with her tongue, getting the other woman to back down. Emma swallowed her moans and when it became too much, the brunette pulled back. Her eyes were closed for another moment and when Regin opened them, she looked into her students eyes.

"Take me with you", she whispered in her ear, "And fuck me, Emma."

What?

"Are you… Are you sure? You're not going to regret it?" Emma hesitated.

Regina bit her ear: "If we're not going now, you are going to regret it."

Oh my…

"Alright, let's go…"

"That's my girl…", Regina praised her, took her hand and walked to the door. She was intoxicated, but she was so clear in her handling, the blonde didn't even see it. And this? This was a chance she would never get again.

Fuck, it's going to happen.