A/N - Hey guys, I know that a lot of you didn't really like the fact that I threw Hook in there like I did. That is how I envisioned this fic to go so that is how I wrote it. In my mind Emma needed to make that really bad decision for things to progress how they are about to. I truly appreciate everyone who has stuck with this fic through it! Thank you! Sorry it's been so long but now that I'm finished with school I'll be able to write more. Enjoy!
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Within moments a purple smoke appeared announcing Regina's arrival. Emma stood from where she sat on the couch as the smoke cleared, revealing the brunette. Regina took a defensive stance, crossing her arms over her chest and cocking a hip so her weight was on one leg.
"Well?" The brunette snapped.
"Listen, I know you're mad. And you have a right to be. I shouldn't have acted the way I did earlier and I want to tell you everything. You deserve the truth. Please, sit with me?" Emma finished. She sat back down on the couch and waited for Regina to join her. After a moment's hesitation, the brunette walked over and took a seat next to the blonde. "I want to start by apologizing. For last night and today." She looked over at the brunette who just stared back, no doubt waiting for her to continue. Emma took a deep breath and let it out. Looking away, she continued. "I have…I have feelings for you Regina. Deep feelings. Feelings I have never had before. Ever. And I'm terrified. I've felt like this for a pretty damn long time. When we kissed last night, I almost burst out of me skin. Everything that had built inside of me for you for so long was threatening to tear through me. I don't know how else to explain it than that. So naturally, I started to freak out. I knew to you it wasn't anything more than a kiss, just like if we had continued, it wouldn't have been more than a fuck. But to me it would have been more and as much as I wanted it, I couldn't put myself in the position to be hurt because Regina, you could crush me. You don't know that. But you could. The things I feel for you…I could get very hurt. But even more, I was so terrified we would ruin our friendship. And I couldn't let that happen. So I ran. And I wanted to forget everything. So I called Killian because I knew he wouldn't question anything. God, it was such a stupid decision. Anyways, so today, I couldn't control myself, I needed to kiss you again. I'm sorry for that. I shouldn't have done that. But after I just freaked again and kicked you out." Emma finished. She felt like a weight was lifted off of her. She was glad to get everything off her chest but panic set in. Regina was silent through all of that.
"Look at me." Regina said finally after a moment or two. Emma turned with tears in her eyes. "You're an idiot, Emma."
"I know. I should have never called him." The blonde sniffed.
"Well, yeah that too. But Emma, you're an idiot for never asking me how I felt. You just assume that you know things. But you're wrong, dear. Do you honestly think I would just sleep with a person without having feelings for them first?"
"Wh-what?" Emma asked, wiping her face. "You have feelings for me?"
"Yes, Miss Swan. Since day 1." Regina replied and Emma stared down at her fingers.
"How could I be so dull?" She asked more to herself than to Regina.
"Probably because you were always so busy saving the town and trying to steal our son from me." Regina chuckled and Emma shot her a glare. Regina placed her hand on Emma's thigh in a comforting manner. She reached over and began to wipe the tear lines from the blonde's cheek. "What do you say we try this again?" Regina said, leaning in and placing her lips against pale pink ones. Emma sighed softly into the kiss. It felt so right this time. She felt Regina's tongue swipe against her bottom lip, begging for entrance. How could she deny that? Their tongues battled for dominance inside Emma's mouth. Before she knew it, things were escalating. Regina moved to straddle Emma's thighs, and the blonde slid her hands up the brunette's thighs and landed on her hips, squeezing lightly. The two broke apart, both needing air. But before long Regina's lips were on the pale expanse of the blonde's neck. Emma growled as soft velvet slid over her sweet spot on her neck. She heard the brunette chuckle before she felt sharp teeth clamp down for only a second. Emma hissed at the pleasurable pain.
"Fuck, Regina!" Emma's voice was husky and the sound of it caused the darker women to let out a short, soft moan into the other's ears. Emma was instantly wet. But she knew she needed to stop this before it got too far. Emma wanted to date Regina. Not just fuck her. The former queen was special, and she should be treated as such.
"Regina, wait." She said as the darker woman was tugging at the blonde's top. "Regina I want this. Fuck, I want this so bad. But I want to show you are more than just a piece of ass. You're special and you mean so much to me. I want to be with you. Is that what you want too?" Regina straightened up, smoothing out her shirt.
"Yes, Miss Swan. But I'm not ready for other's to know just yet. Especially Henry."
"That's fine." Emma said as Regina rolled off of her to sit beside her once again. "I want to take you on a date. I'll ask my parents to watch Henry again tomorrow night. I want to wine and dine you." Emma smiled.
"Wine and dine me? You are something else, dear." Regina chuckled. "Alright. Pick me up tomorrow night then."
"Until then, go home and call me." Emma winked, and she knew Regina would catch her drift. Both women were left wanting, and an encore of the other night would suffice until they were ready for the real thing. She watched as understanding crossed Regina's face, and she gave her a heated kiss before poofing home.
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Emma walked up to her room, rather uncomfortably, in fact, due to the situation in her panties. She bit her lip as she thought about the turn of the night's events. She had just made it into her bedroom as her phone began to ring. She clicked the accept button and put it on speakerphone.
"Strip." Regina barked from the other end.
"My, my. When did you become so bossy?" Emma husked back.
"Miss Swan, unless you want to be left horny and alone all night, I suggest you do as I say." Emma bit her lip again. She knew Regina would always need that control. This would always be how it would go. It was a good thing Emma had no problem submitting to demands. She began doing as she was told.
"Ok." She said when she was finished.
"Lay down, don't speak, just close your eyes, listen to me, and do as I say. Understood?" Regina finished. Emma swallowed hard.
"Got it." She said, laying down on top of her duvet. She had forgotten that her sheets were still in the dryer.
"Now, run your hands up the length of your body, stopping at your breasts. Squeeze them, pinch them." Emma did as she was told, her breath already quickening. "Good girl." Regina said, and fuck Emma loved being called that. "Now run one finger through your slit. How wet are you, Emma?" Regina's voice was so husky. Emma could cum just from the sound alone.
The blonde did as she was told, gasping slightly as her finger slid over her clit.
"Extremely wet." She answered. "I-I don't think I've ever been this wet before."
"Mmm" Regina moaned. "Me too, Emma. Now, rub yourself Em-ma." her voice dripped with lust. Emma did as she said and when she heard moans coming through the phone, she closed her eyes and let herself go. Her sounds started low and soft, but the more time that went by, her moans became louder.
"God, you sound amazing, Regina." She husked out.
"As do you, dear. Enter yourself. One finger only." Both women gasped as they did what the brunette had said.
"I-I…can't last." Emma choked out, her breathing becoming frantic.
"Me neither, Emma. Move fast, come with me." Regina husked. At the first sounds of Regina coming undone, Emma followed suit, both of them letting out loud, long moans.
The two sat in comfortable, blissful silence until their breathing returned to normal. Emma was still in shock over the night's events. She was on the phone with the most beautiful woman that she had ever seen, the two had just finished what could crassly be called no more than fucking themselves, and she was going to take her out the next evening. She could't believe it.
"Are you still there, dear?" Regina asked, her voice sounding sleepy.
"Yes. You sound sleepy." Emma chuckled.
"I guess I am." Regina responded.
"I'll see you tomorrow then?"
"Yes, dear. Goodnight Emma."
"Goodnight." Emma said and hung up the phone, turning over and pulling the covers tight over her. She didn't have the energy to get up and put pajamas. The last thought before she fell asleep was where exactly do you take a queen on a date?
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The next day seemed to drag on for Emma. She found anything she could just to keep herself busy. After cleaning her entire house top to bottom and watching too many Grey's Anatomy re-runs, it was finally time to start getting ready for dinner. After her shower, she stood in front of her closet wishing she had a friend she could call up for help. But the only person she wanted to call was the one person she was working hard to try to impress. Finally she narrowed it down to two dresses. She picked up her phone and fired off a quick text.
Navy or green? She waited for a response.
Miss Swan, what are you talking about?
Choose one. Navy or green?
I guess it would depend on what it is for. I'm not one for guessing games dear. Shouldn't you be getting ready for something? ;)
Oh god, Regina Mills just sent a winky face. Emma laughed a little too hard at the former Evil Queen using an emoticon.
Jesse, just live on the wild side for once! She responded, knowing how to push Regina's buttons.
The wild side? Dear, I was the Evil Queen. I invented the wild side. And to answer your question, I am fond of green.
Emma read the last text and smiled. She put down her phone and grabbed the green dress out of her closet, and the only pair of heels she owned. Good thing black goes with anything! After getting dressed, doing her makeup, and finally fixing her hair, she stood in front of her full length mirror and assessed herself. She was nervous but knew she looked good.
"Well, here goes nothing." She sighed, grabbing her clutch and making her way out of the house and over to 108 Mifflin St.
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The blonde stood on the front porch of the Mayor's mansion. She felt more nervous than she ever had. Then again, she felt more of a lot of things for Regina than she ever had for anyone else too. Finally, with a deep breath, she knocked three times on the front door. After a moment she heard the tell-tale clicking of heels on the mansion floor. The door opened, revealing the brunette, her hair curled and in a sort of up-do that Emma had never seen before. It showed off her long, slender neck in an extremely flattering way. She also wore a fitting black dress that came just above the knee, and black stilettos. Emma's mouth went dry.
"Wow." The blonde breathed. "You look…Jesus, Regina, you look stunning."
"As do you, Emma. Now I understand the navy or green question…I'm glad I chose green." Both women smiled at each other for a moment too long. "Well, ready to go?"
"Oh, yeah. I parked just on the street." Emma said and Regina let out a loud belly laugh.
"If you think I'm getting in that death trap you are sadly mistaken, Miss Swan."
"What? She's reliable!" Emma faked offense.
"Sure she is. But I'm still driving." Regina shut the door behind her and went to walk past Emma, but the blonde grabbed her wrist and stopped her, spinning her back around and flush to her body. Emma crashed her lips against Regina's painted ones in a long, deep kiss.
"Now we can go." Emma said when the two broke apart. She walked past the brunette and to the passenger side of Regina's car, as the brunette was left speechless. Once inside of the car, Regina fixed her lipstick in the rearview mirror.
"Where to?" Regina asked, backing slowly out of her driveway.