Emma didn't think twice before capturing supple red lips with her own. She had fought against this insane need to know what Regina's taunting mouth tasted like since the day Henry had brought her to Storybrooke and now that she finally found out she couldn't get enough. Her hands snaked down Regina's back, finding solace on her perfectly shaped ass. Emma squeezed it lightly, bringing the brunette's body even closer to hers and smiled when a small moan escaped Regina's lips in between kisses. "Your wish is my command, cara mia." A shiver went through the brunette's spine when Emma called her the same way Gomes used to call Morticia.
Regina got up reluctantly, the silky material of her panties sticking to her skin. She couldn't remember the last time - or if there was even a time- she was this soaked. The buzzing of the alcohol only made her libido grow even more. She needed Emma inside of her and she needed it now. Emma noticed how her chocolate eyes darkened with intense desire and she subconsciously lip her bottom lip as she got up, her hand seeking Regina's.
Regina's fingers reached hers in a hurry, and Emma knew that her desire for the brunette was absurdly reciprocated at that moment. In a sudden movement, bringing that one thousand times sexier project of Morticia into her arms, Emma took her in a new kiss, taking her breath away. Regina with all her body crying out for the pleasure that only seemed to settle in the Emma's arms, gave in to the kiss without any complaints and this only made the heat between the Emma's legs increase. Without breaking the kiss Emma walked back, searching for the wooden door. She vaguely remembered Regina's request to go into the bedroom, though all the excitement of the moment irrevocably clouded her thoughts. The first crash of bodies on the study wall, in a blind search for the door - since neither of them really wanted to get break out of the kiss- made Regina moan. When the realization that if they continued like this they would not leave the office knocked over Regina, an irritated snort fell off her supple red smudged lips.
With a snap of her fingers, a dense purple smoke enveloped them and they were transported to what Regina imagined to be her room. She wondered why it suddenly felt smaller and as soon as Emma pushed her into a cold, crockery sink, the brunette opened her eyes and realized they were in the bathroom instead. Her desire was taking over her thoughts in such a way that her magic must have failed. Well, at least there was a door she could lock. She thought, before moving her hand and doing just that. Ridding herself of the thought that this was the first time in a long time that she was so out of her mind to the point of losing control of her magic, Regina was once again snatched out of the orbit of her thoughts by Emma's thirsty lips on her neck too exposed by the black dress.
Regina had to admit, Emma was good with sharp answers, but it was even better when she used that tongue in other ways. Said tongue ran free through her olive neck, earning shivers and little groans that Regina could not even remember being able to make. Emma's hands seemed agonized by the fact that she could not find a way to get through the fabric of Regina's costume that was extremely tight. The brunette could easily laugh at the blonde's despair if she did not mirror her own desperation to feel that woman touching her. If she knew that she would be in such a condition in the bathroom, in Emma Swan's arms during the party, she would most likely have chosen a costume that was easier to take off.
Emma walked away for a few seconds from Regina, reluctantly, trying to find a way out of that dress. Regina's eyebrow arched quickly, and she was ready to complain, when she saw Emma raise her right hand her magic turning the once long tight dress into a shorter version. She then snaked her hands to Regina's cleavage, getting a hold of both sides of the long slit. She had a devious smirk on her pink lips and Regina's knees almost buckled. Oh no, Emma wouldn't–
Without thinking twice Emma ripped the black material and Regina's dress was open from top to bottom in a matter of seconds, bringing her perfectly shaped breasts into view. Regina was about to complain when she saw Emma's gaze shift from green to practically black. Her pupils doubled in size thanks to the desire, and the way she watched Regina's semi-naked body, almost like an animal ready to attack her prey, made Regina shudder from head to toe. She called Swan's name softly, but had no answer whatsoever. It seemed as if Emma was trapped in a universe of her own, where there was only her and Regina's naked breasts, and her tiny black panties that left little to the imagination. Much like a panther pouncing, Emma quickly snaked her fingers around Regina's waist and pulled her into a kiss, hungry and needy.
The brunette's hands grabbed Emma's blonde hair, pulling hard as she tried to match all the desire Emma was showing at the moment, running her fingers along the sides of her body, her tongue over every part of her mouth, her body almost glued to hers. There were so many feelings to process, and she honestly was not interested in paying attention to any of them at the time, she just wanted to feel. She wanted desperately to feel good, to feel sexy, to feel like the only woman left in the world, and she felt it all there, in Emma's arms.
Her dress was quickly thrown to her feet, and Emma's hands delved in to explore every little patch of newly discovered skin. Regina's hands were pulling more and more at the blonde, as if she wanted to make sure she was really there with her and not just a mere hallucination.
Emma began to bring her lips down her body, placing a wet trail of kisses from her neck to her shoulder. The kisses were interspersed with bites, which made Regina sigh even louder than before. Emma's mouth was so close to her breasts she could feel the warm breath tickle her already hardened nipple. Regina had to fight the urge to guide Emma to where she needed most. The brunette really wanted to let the other woman set the pace and take the reins this time, wanted to show that she could be complacent and less authoritative. But Emma's lips taunting her, so close to giving her the pleasure she so badly seeked, made her give up those ideals rather quickly. They were incredibly drunk anyway, it wasn't like either of them were going to remember it the next day.
With a strong tug at Emma's nape, Regina guided her to her breasts but instead of capturing the dark nipple with her lips, Emma let out a puff of air that tickled the sensitive skin. Regina's already half-closed eyes snapped open again and the blonde saw a cloud of irritation swim in whiskey orbs. The mayor groaned in frustration and a hoarse laugh was heard in the bathroom.
"In a hurry, Your Majesty?" Were the words that rolled out of that taunting tongue and Regina could easily complain, but it seemed Emma had figured out the best way to shut her mouth. Whenever she was about to protest, that delicious tongue ran through her nipple, making her swallow every word. Emma's mouth did a wonderful job on her breasts, and it became increasingly difficult for her to keep down her moans.
It was then that Emma held her tightly around her waist, and with a small tug flushed Regina's body against her own, kissing her again. It seemed as if those mouths, even though they were just meeting each other, did not want to come apart at all. Emma pushed Regina against the bathroom door, which elicited a slightly deeper moan from the queen, a sound the blonde could easily compare to the sound of the angels. Emma kneeled on the bathroom floor, the coolness of the tiles sending a shiver up her spine. She lowered her lips down to Regina's belly, making all the brunette's blood run toward her already dripping cunt and she had to bite down on her lower lip when Emma's swift tongue swirled around her navel.
The blonde's hands managed to get rid of her panties quickly, and she gently propped the mayor's right leg on the her shoulder. Regina was certainly not prepared for the sensation that struck her when the tip of Emma's tongue ran up and around her soaked lips, skipping her clit entirely on purpose. Regina could not stand it any longer, her whole body squirming in anticipation, and then, with her fingers pulling even harder on blonde tresses she forced her to find her wetness. She squeezed the blonde between her legs, rocking her hips hard into Emma's face. The feeling of having Emma Swan in between her legs, licking and sucking her pussy with everything she got made her melt completely.
Regina's hand searched blindly for any surface in the room that was within reach so she could somehow ground herself. Her right hand found the door handle as the other found solace on top of Emma's head. Her hips were moving in the rhythm of the music that came from outside, but it did not seem like either of them realized this, since they were completely trapped in a bubble of their own. Regina rubbed herself against Emma's tongue who had her green eyes locked in the extremely sexy dance that the brunette was doing above her. Her tongue massaged her clitoris in such a specific way as no one had ever done before - Emma clearly had experience when it came to other women- and that set a fire deep in her soul.
Amid moans and incoherent sounds, Emma heard -for the first time since their first meeting- Regina begging for something, more precisely begging to feel more of her. Emma then suddenly stopped all of her movements but before Regina could even thinking about complaining, she thrust two long fingers into her tight cunt. Regina let out a low growl as her hips buckled forward and Emma knew she would approach the edge rather quickly.
Her fingers began to move in and out of Regina, slowly at first but she gladly picked up her pace when the word "faster" fell from delicious lips. The brunette's desire dripped down her fingers as Regina's moans grew louder with each thrust. Emma was sure that if anyone walked by the bathroom they would hear them, even with the loud music.
Regina was close, so close. Sweat made her skin glow in the dim light of the small bathroom and Emma was simply mesmerized with the view above her. A few more firm thrusts of her fingers and ... a knock came from the other side of the door behind them.
The door knob turned clockwise and then back and they instantly knew someone was trying to get into the bathroom. Regina's eyes widened, but Emma would not stop, could not stop. "It's occupied!" Regina shot over her shoulder at the same time Emma added a third finger. A loud moan came from the back of the brunette's throat as she finally slammed hard into Emma's mouth and fingers. Emma's name fell from Regina's lips like a mantra and her voice echoed not only through the bathroom, but down the hall of the mansion too. The blonde kept moving her finger as she guided Regina through the wave of pleasure that threatened to make her fall. She only stopped when Regina pushed her head gently away from her core. "Fuck"
Emma removed her fingers, a smug grin adorning her lips, after all, she had just made Regina Mills cry out her name, it couldn't get any better than that. The blonde raised her sticky fingers, tracing swollen lips that now were completely void of any lipstick, leaving a wet trail on the soft surface. Emma bit her lower lip as her fingers disappeared into Regina's warm mouth. The brunette took her time, licking each finger clean.
When she was satisfied with her work she spun them around, trapping Emma between herself and the door. She pressed her lips firmly against the blonde's in a hungry kiss while her hands moved down over tight leather until they found the cool metal of her button. She was done with the teasing, she was done with the waiting, Regina had to feel Emma coming undone around her and screaming her name.
Regina's lips trailed the length of Emma's neck, stopping right under her left ear. She sucked hard on the blonde's pulse - which drummed fast against her full lips - eliciting a loud moan from the woman underneath her. Her hands finally managed to open the tight pants and rasped her teeth on the already sensitive spot, the beginning of purple marking the milky skin. A mark for a mark. She thought to herself as her long finger traced Emma's slit through the thin material of her panties.
"Regina...please." Emma's voice was so low that Regina almost missed it. The blonde was a sight to behold with her blonde tresses stuck to her forehead mixed with droplets of sweat, her head falling slightly back as she tried to maintain herself upright. "I-I need–" A moan interrupted her sentence when Regina thrusted two finger inside of her without any warning.
Regina's mouth was on Emma's again, their tongues mashing together in a war for dominance. The mayor once again matched the rhythm of her movements to the music coming from the party and Emma's hips accompanied them in the beautiful dance. Regina could feel the walls closing around her fingers and she knew that it wouldn't take long for Emma to find her sweet relief. She added a third finger and curled them slightly, finding the spongy spot that she knew would drive the blonde woman insane. "Purr for me, kitty." Regina said in a seductive whisper and that was all it took.
Emma screamed Regina's name as a wave of intense pleasure washed over her and in that moment she wouldn't mind if she drowned. Her mind was completely blank and stars flashed behind her closed eyelids as she rode her orgasm out on Regina's slender fingers. Their breaths were shallow from the exertion and Emma was pretty sure her heart would eventually fall out of her chest.
Their bubble was abruptly popped though when another knock, this time more urgent and somehow angrier, sounded from behind the door. "Let a mate use the loo, ay?" They instantly recognized the owner the voice and they snapped out of their haze in a matter of seconds.
"Uhm, I'll be right out." Emma shouted behind her shoulder as she fidgeted to get her button back in the hole and she didn't know if it was because of the booze or the desire that was still running through her veins. Regina laughed lightheartedly as she swatted at Emma's hands in order to help her.
"I'm going to get rid of him so you can come out." Emma placed a chaste kiss on Regina's lips and smiled at how familiar that seemed to be. She then turned around and opened the door, closing it right behind her so that Hook wouldn't see that she wasn't alone and who was there with her.
Regina looked at herself in the mirror, trying her best to tame her now mussed hair. Her whole reflection screamed 'just been fucked' and she couldn't help the wolfish grin that tugged on her lips. She shook her head, sending away the thoughts of what they had done and focused on fixing her appearance. The mayor could easily snap her fingers and disappear in a cloud of purple smoke and into the safety of her bedroom, but her thoughts were still a bit clouded and the last thing she wanted was to end up in the middle of the living room with her dress torned apart.
The brunette gave Emma a few more minutes before slipping out the door. The hallway was empty and Regina arched her perfectly manicured eyebrow as she searched for the blonde. Whiskey brown met grassy green at the bottom of the stairs and she felt a shiver run up her spine when Emma winked casually at her, a smug grin on her face, before returning to the party. Regina was relieved that she had been able to get rid of the pirate and she made a beeline to her bedroom before anyone else came up and saw her in such a state.
If only she knew that a pair of angry brown eyes observed her every move from the foyer downstairs.