WAILING
(This was asked after an anon who wanted me to write a drabble about Emma and Regina scissoring, so... well, here it is, albeit if I am going to be sincere scissoring is not a position that I find THAT pleasurable Xd)
Regina whimpered when she felt the movement of the other woman's body, the foreplay had just started but her body felt the pleasure already rising in her core making her wanting, needing more. She regretted in that moment to have commanded Emma not to touch her with her hands or tongue earlier because now the blonde was looking at her with a sinister, almost predatory, smile. At first it had looked something that she could enjoy, to see Emma squirm trying to figure out how to give her pleasure, but soon enough it was only her whimpers filling the room.
"You wanted a challenge"- said the blonde, her voice lowering with promises of what Regina desired but knew that she wouldn't have it. Groaning she raised her pelvis from the chair that she was sitting as the strong body of the younger woman approached hers, making almost impossible not to breath without smelling Emma, the heat of that body mixing with her own, rising the longing and the wailing that resonated in her head, mixing them in a unique growl.
With one gesture Emma commanded her to lay on the floor, the carpet of her study cold and rough to the touch and all her body cringed a little because of the change but when the blonde started to undress herself it was when Regina closed her eyes, trying to be strong, to not to ogle that body, making her breaking walls visible to Emma.
"Let's see what I can do madam mayor" whispered the blonde just between her breasts, her lips grazing softly the flesh but not touching it fully, the long legs of the woman straddling her own body and those strong arms supporting the body of the woman who was now looking at her with her head tilted and her eyes glimmering with ideas and orgasms not fulfilled.
"Open your legs and bend one"- was the last thing that the younger woman ordered and Regina condemned herself because she was now at the mercy of her lover. With a sleek movement the blonde put herself in the same position but with the opposite leg, the heat of her touch disappearing briefly and Regina's lungs filled with air without the essence of Emma, her lips parting and licking the dried flesh, feeling that maybe she would get what she wanted. But as soon as Emma approached her with a firm trust Regina moaned in distaste, the touch of the clit grazing hers not close enough for her but good enough to keep her wanting, needing.
"I told you that you would regret your orders Regina" chuckled the blonde who moved in synch as Regina's pelvis and waist, the pleasure faint but growing with each word laced with dark desire that the younger woman emitted.
"I need it"- admitted finally the former queen, her nails marking her hands as the regret and pleasure exploded behind her eyes.
"I know"- answered the blonde who put more pressure on Regina's sex, her own coated sex from previous orgasms making the touch wetter that it should be- "But you will have to wait."