Emma clasped Regina's hand and ran her thumb across the ridged knuckles as they walked back to Leroy's truck. Regina's inner thighs were still damp from Emma's erotic ministrations and each step she took caused a pleasurable ache to throb between her legs.
When they reached the truck, Emma released Regina's hand and hopped up into the back.
"What on Earth are you doing?" Regina asked, crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes in amusement.
"Trust me, babe," Emma winked. Regina watched as Emma spread the fuzzy blanket from the carousel inside the back of the truck bed. The mayor's lips curved into a devious smirk and she allowed herself a moment to appreciate the way Emma's ass filled out her skintight pants.
"See something you like?" Emma asked with a grin. Regina's face flushed red upon being caught openly staring and she tightened her arms across her chest.
"You wish," she shot back. "Are you quite finished or shall I spend the rest of our date standing out here by myself?"
"Wow," Emma said, playfully cocking her head to the side as pretended to muse to herself. "Having two mind-blowing orgasms sure does make you cranky." Dropping her annoyed facade, Regina laughed and accepted Emma's hand climbing up into the back of the truck.
Pressing their bodies together, Regina grazed her mouth over the shell of Emma's ear. "I guess you'll have to see what three do to me," she whispered huskily before running her hands over Emma's backside and squeezing. Emma closed her eyes and groaned before brushing her mouth against Regina's in a sweet, heartfelt kiss.
"You're going to be the death of me," Emma sighed, resting her forehead against Regina's and allowing her hands to skim down the woman's trim waist.
Emma's palms slid lower and lower until she reached the dress' enticingly short hemline. Sliding her fingers under the fabric, she teased the sensitive flesh of Regina's inner thigh before dropping fully to her knees. The sight of Emma's head positioned so close to her still-aching core had Regina biting her lip in a weak attempt to stifle the moan threatening to escape. Using the heels of her palms, Emma massaged her way down Regina's tan legs, kneading her fingers into the smooth skin.
The blonde placed a soft kiss to Regina's ankle before lightly gripping the back of her toned legs. Regina used Emma's strong shoulders to maintain her balance when she felt her spiky, black heels being pulled off her feet. Discarding the shoes, Emma stood and met Regina's mouth in another sweet kiss.
"There," she smiled, lifting her eyes to meet Regina's gaze and lightly brushing their noses together. "Isn't that more comfortable?"
"Much," Regina admitted, allowing Emma to take her hand and tug until she was curled into her side. Regina released a shaky breath, trying to calm her pounding heart, and tucked her head comfortably in between the blonde's chin and chest. Emma wrapped one arm around Regina's shoulder and pulled her closer, forcing her to drape one arm over the sheriff's tight abdomen.
It was surprisingly cozy, Regina mused to herself. Emma had taken the liberty to line the truck bed with several thick blankets and pillows, creating a comfy makeshift mattress. A small lantern was placed near their feet, casting a diminutive glow that allowed the women to see each other in spite of the surrounding darkness.
"Should I be concerned that you were confident enough to include a bed on our first date?" Regina joked, gliding her lips over Emma's clavicle and gently nibbling the smooth skin.
Emma chuckled and dug her fingers into Regina's ribs in retaliation. "I think we've passed the point of modesty now, your majesty," she snickered. "After all, you did allow me to become very well-acquainted with your cu-"
Regina sat up and slapped a hand over Emma's mouth in horror, much to the sheriff's delight and amusement. She laughed openly, her breath hot and moist over Regina's palm.
"Not. Another. Word."
Emma held her hands up in mock surrender but her eyes still sparkled with mirth, and it was several long seconds before Regina finally released she death grip she had over Emma's lips.
Emma grinned and pulled Regina closer, coaxing the woman into once again relaxing against her chest. After lightly caressing her lips over Regina's temple, Emma ran her hands down the woman's back, massing and molding supple skin through the expensive fabric. When she reached the base of Regina's spine, a shudder rippled through the mayor's body and she reflexively clamped her legs tighter around the sheriff's muscled thighs.
The women spent the next hour entangled together and engaged in easy, lighthearted conversation. They discussed Henry's crush on a girl in his class, the addition of several computers to the town's library, and heatedly debated whether Batman or Iron Man would win in an ultimate battle of superhero strength. All the while, Emma allowed her hands to travel up and down Regina's back in a gesture that the mayor found both soothing and arousing. In turn, Regina trailed long fingers up Emma's sinewy arms, using her nails to scrape over the taut skin and smirking when she felt Emma's heart pick up speed inside her chest.
Regina internally marveled at how content she felt wrapped in Emma's arms as they discussed the merits of armor plating versus the sleekness of the Batmobile. Every moment she spent with this infuriating, kind, challenging, affectionate woman further filled her heart with love and gave her genuine hope for the future. Emma had slowly chipped away at Regina's "Evil Queen" exterior until she got to the woman underneath. By the time Regina realized what was happening, it was far too late – she was already falling for Emma, and Emma had definitely fallen for her.
"Did you mean it?" she asked suddenly, startling the woman who was resting comfortably beneath her.
Regina propped her body up with one hand and raised her head until she was peering down at Emma in earnest. A thin wrinkle formed between two blonde eyebrows in confusion and Regina rushed to clarify. "Earlier – when you said you loved me – did you mean it?"
Emma's expression smoothed into understanding and she brought one hand up to rest against Regina's cheek. "Yes," she replied simply.
Regina nodded once, seemingly lost in thought as she let her eyes wander over Emma's face. When their eyes reconnected, Regina snaked her tongue out to moisten her dry lips and nodded a second time. "I think – " she began in a hoarse whisper before pausing to swallow. "I think that I should tell you…" She trailed off again, the unspoken words sticking roughly in her throat and stubbornly refusing to come out.
"Tell me what?" Emma prompted, smoothing Regina's hair back behind her ear. The mayor's eyes filled with sudden tears at the gesture, and concern gripped Emma's heart. "Hey," she whispered in a soothing voice, "tell me what?"
"It would seem that I also have feelings of love for you," Regina said in a timid rush, blinking back the unexpected moisture from her eyes. Amusement and hope shined through Emma' green eyes, and her cheeks flushed a light shade of pink. Regina was clearly nervous about admitting her feelings to Emma, which the sheriff found both uncharacteristic and hopelessly endearing. Regina's poise, strength, and confidence were sexy and alluring, but nothing tugged at Emma's heartstrings more than those rare moments when the former queen showed open vulnerability.
Feeling emboldened by Emma's hopeful expression, Regina smiled shyly but reiterated her declaration with more confidence. "I love you. I love you, Emma Swan. I love you. I love you. I lo-"
Emma's warm mouth cut off Regina's mantra with a wild kiss as she slipped her hands firmly around the body overtop of hers. Fingers tangled roughly in dark hair and Regina shrieked in surprise as she felt herself being flipped onto her back. Emma gave a cocky grin from her newfound, dominant position and squeezed her thighs against Regina's waist, eliciting a sultry moan from the mayor. As Emma leaned back down to kiss her pliant mouth again, the tips of tangled blonde curls seductively brushed over Regina's exposed throat.
The combination of the kiss and her heartfelt declaration left Regina feeling lightheaded and breathless. White-hot arousal thrummed through her veins until all five senses were filled with nothing but Emma.
The amalgamation of Emma's bare skin, whimpered sighs, and intoxicating scent overpowered Regina's senses and made her dizzy, yet left her craving more. She slipped her hands under Emma's shirt and grazed her nails against the blonde's firm abdominal muscles, drawing out a breathy giggle from woman above her.
The women separated for a mere millisecond so Regina could pull Emma's shirt over her head. Regina's fingers had barely released the garment as she tossed it over the side of the truck before Emma's mouth sought her out again. Strong hands palmed the back of Regina's neck and she groaned when Emma's mouth connected with hers in another heated kiss.
Emma's insides were liquid fire and every nerve tingled with desire. Each press of Regina's mouth ignited the flame anew until she felt as though she was ablaze from the inside out. She grinded her pelvis into Regina's thigh and moaned against full, red lips as her desperation for friction intensified.
"I love you," she panted against Regina's mouth, unable to control the rocking motion of her hips as she tried to alleviate the pulsating heat throbbing from her center.
"And I love you," Regina whispered, sliding her hands up Emma's back to unhook the bra preventing her from seeing the woman's bare chest. Emma's nipples tightened as the thin garment was removed, flung somewhere on the ground alongside her white shirt. Regina's eyes darkened and she hungrily drank in the sight of the sheriff's exposed skin before lowering her mouth and pulling one of Emma's breasts between her lips.
Emma whimpered and arched her back as Regina grazed her teeth against a sensitive nipple, biting gently before soothing the pleasant sting with her hot tongue. Emma wound her fingers into Regina's hair and yanked at the silken strands with a throaty gasp each time the woman bit down on her tender flesh.
The torturous pleasure continued until Emma thought she might blackout from the sensation of Regina's warm lips licking and biting her into oblivion. Finally, Regina released the moist nipple and worked her way across Emma's chest, nibbling tender skin until she reached a second hardened nub. Anticipation and the knowledge of how good it felt to have Regina's mouth around her caused Emma's breath to release in short gasps. She bit her lip to prevent herself from begging but had no control over her voice when Regina finally tugged the hypersensitive bud in between her teeth.
"Oh fuck, please, yes," Emma babbled, arching her back into Regina and tightening her grip on the woman's silky, dark hair.
The two women were so focused on each other that several long moments passed before either of them noticed the flashing lights illuminating the night sky from behind their makeshift bed.
"Shit!" Regina swore, releasing Emma's breast and tossing her aside as she sat up to peer over the side of the truck. "Shit fuck oh, holy shit!" Nimble fingers attempted to smooth the wrinkles creasing her dress before patting down her wildly out-of-place sex hair.
"Regina?" Emma asked, confusion lacing voice as she struggled to regain her balance from being flung across the truck. Her eyes were still cloudy with lust, her shirt and bra lost somewhere in the grass, and her nipples ached from Regina's aggressive ministrations only moments before. "What's going on?"
"The police, Miss Swan. The police are 'what's going on,'" Regina muttered in a harsh whisper. "Unless you planned a spontaneous, blue light show for this exact moment of our date, then I do believe that the police are here."
"B-But I'm naked," Emma muttered dumbly, glancing down in horror at her chest. "Shit! I'm naked!" Emma's fingers felt like deadweight as she fumbled to pull the blanket around her shoulders, attempting to cover her exposed skin.
"Then I suggest you put your damn shirt on before –"
"Hello, ladies." The women froze in place upon hearing an amused, masculine voice coming from the officer standing near the passenger door of Leroy's truck. "Can you two step out of the vehicle, please?"
Emma and Regina's eyes locked in horror as they slowly made their way to the back of the truck. Regina climbed out first, grabbing her heels along the way and hurriedly slipping them on before turning to help Emma.
Emma clutched the blanket tighter around her chest and she frantically scanned the dark grass for her discarded clothing. As they approached the officer waiting at the head of the truck, Emma did her best to try and catch Regina's eye. When she finally noticed the awkward way Emma was craning her neck and blinking at her, Regina turned to meet her panicked gaze.
"What?" she mouthed at Emma before giving the waiting officer her best politician's smile.
"My shirt," Emma mouthed back, nodding to a spot of grass five feet from where Regina was standing. "Evening, officer," the sheriff said in the most official voice she could muster, given the fact that her pants were unbuttoned around her hips and she was naked from the waist up. "What can we do for you on this fine evening?"
"Ladies," the officer smirked, glancing down at Emma's attire. Regina watched as the officer ogled Emma's bare shoulder and she clenched her hands into fists, forcing them to remain at her sides. Fighting the urge to punch the smirk of Officer Douchebag's face, Regina surreptitiously took one, small step to the right. Sliding her leg out as far as it would go, she dug her heel into the discarded shirt and dragged it across the ground until it rested at her feet.
"Are you aware you're in a 'No Trespassing' zone?" Office Power Trip asked Emma in a condescending voice, squaring his shoulders in a gesture meant to intimidate.
"Yes," Emma answered honestly, "but I think there's been some sort of mistake here, Officer. You see, I'm the Sheriff of this town and –"
"Oh no, Sheriff Swan," Officer Stick Up His Ass interrupted, "there is no mistake. I am well aware of who you are. I also know that you're not on duty tonight, which is why I am the one who showed up in this official patrol car and not in a rusty, old pickup truck."
Emma scowled and took a step forward, opening her mouth to deliver what was sure to be a snarky retort while Regina shuffled anxiously at her side. Before the sheriff could say anything, Officer Tightwad crossed his arms across his chest and demanded, "License and registration, please?"
Emma's mouth hung open and she blinked slowly, anger flashing in her green eyes. "Seriously?" she demanded, raising one eyebrow in annoyance.
"I'm always serious about the law, ma'am," he sneered. "Now, I won't ask you again – license and registration, please." Emma expression hardened and she glowered at the officer before leading him to the driver's side of the truck. As she handed over her license and dug through the console for Leroy's vehicle registration, Regina bent down and picked up Emma's shirt. After brushing the dirt off as best she could, she darted over to retrieve Emma's bra from where it was tangled in the nearby bushes. She returned to the truck just as Officer Prick returned to his car to check Emma's ID. The sheriff rested her back against the truck's door and kicked the ground angrily, stabbing her heels into the dirt and sending it flying in all directions.
"Here you go, dear," Regina said, handing Emma her soiled clothing. The mayor took the blanket from around Emma's shoulders and held it up like a curtain, shielding her from the officer's view and allowing her to re-dress in private. When she was finished, Emma took the blanket from Regina and irritably crumpled it into a ball before tossing it into the back of the truck.
After taking a calming breath, the sheriff positioned herself behind the mayor and rested one comforting hand on the small of her back. "Hey," she whispered into Regina's ear, causing a shudder to ripple down the woman's spine, "do you think we should make a run for it?"
Regina whipped her heard around to look at Emma, shock and disbelief etched on her face. "Are you crazy?" she asked. "Are you literally insane? You want us to make a run for it – from the police?"
"I am the police!" Emma countered with a cheeky grin, brushing Regina's hair back from her eyes. "Besides, I don't even know that guy – how can he be with the sheriff's department if I've never seen him before?"
Regina winced and bit the inside of her cheek guiltily. "Regina…" Emma said in a warning tone, bringing one hand down until it rested against Regina's hip. "What did you do?"
"Nothing!" came the hurried, defensive reply. "Well, not nothing – I did, however, approve his hire." Emma narrowed her eyes and tightened her hand against Regina's back as the woman rushed to explain. "Charming came to me a couple weeks ago and asked me if he could hire a replacement deputy for every other weekend – for when you and he were both off-duty. He wanted to spend more time with Snow and Amelia without burdening you with extra shifts. I just assumed he told you."
"Yeah, well, he didn't," Emma grumbled. "Wait – you approved a request from my father – Charming – because he wanted to spend more time with Snow White, your alleged mortal enemy?"
Regina didn't say anything, just chewed her bottom lip nervously and watched the blue lights flash intermittently in Emma's eyes. She sighed under the blonde's imploring gaze and freed her lip from the abusive confines of her teeth before continuing. "Yes. I approved your father's request to hire a backup deputy so he could spend more time with his family," she confirmed.
"Why?" Emma murmured, entranced by the vulnerability shining in Regina's dark eyes. Everything about Regina's face entreated the blonde not to question her any further but Emma ignored it and pressed on. "I mean - you hate my parents, right? Why do something nice for them just because David asked you to?"
"Because I don't hate you," Regina said, shrugging as though this confession were a heavy weight she needed to release from her shoulders.
Realization dawned on Emma and a radiant smile bloomed across her face. Her obvious happiness was contagious and Regina found herself smiling right back, exhaling a nervous breath she wasn't even aware she had been holding. Emma lifted her hand from Regina's hip and once again rested it against the woman's cheek before placing a gentle kiss to her mouth.
"You don't hate me," she said in a soft voice, tenderly caressing Regina's cheekbone with the pad of her thumb.
"I don't hate you," Regina repeated, quirking the corners of her mouth upward into an amused grin.
"Because you love me?" Emma asked hesitantly, forcing herself to hold Regina's gaze. The swirling of emotions in Emma's voiced caused Regina's heart to flutter unexpectedly and she studied the expression on the blonde's face. Emma's cheeks were tinged pink and her green eyes sparkled with longing and hope. A hard knot of desire formed where Emma's hand rested at her back and Regina swallowed in a futile attempt to clear her dry throat.
"Because I love you," she confirmed in a barely audible whisper. Despite the quiet way Regina vocalized her affections, Emma's face was a mere inch and a half away and the words easily reached her ears.
The pressure of the heavy moment was suddenly released when Emma crashed her mouth against Regina's, sucking and biting and kissing her lips with everything she had. Emma reveled in the whimpering sounds Regina made in the back of her throat, arousal pooling hot and low in her belly. Her underwear was already uncomfortably damp and this new rush of heat had her pressing frantically against Regina's body.
Regina pushed Emma back against the side of the truck and forced her legs apart with her thigh. Leaning forward, the dark-haired woman pressed herself against Emma's sinuous body and tightly thrust her upper thigh against the sheriff's hot core. Emma released a low moan into Regina's mouth and desperately jerked her hips into the hard muscle of Regina's leg.
Regina released Emma's mouth and was nibbling and licking her way to the sensitive area under her ear when they heard Officer Twatblock pointedly clearing his throat from several feet away.
"Seriously, again?" Emma grumbled quietly into Regina's ear, causing the woman to release a low chuckle against her skin. The sensual vibrations had Emma clenching her legs tighter around Regina, anxiously seeking release. Summoning all her willpower, Emma forced herself to stand upright and make eye contract with the pretentious cop, who stared at the two women with a mixture of annoyance and cockiness.
"Well, it's clear to me that you two ladies need some help keeping your hands to yourselves." Pulling his hands from behind his back, the cop revealed two sets of sturdy, metallic handcuffs. "So, who wants to go first?"
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