Only a Dream:
Author Note: I'm not going to do one of these before every chapter but I just wanted to thank every single one of you for reading, sharing and reviewing my creative baby! I am so relieved and glad that you are all enjoying this story as much as I am writing it! Also, I won't be updating this every day but I am aware I have promised some of you chapter 4 before the evening is done, so without further ado, here you go!
Love,
Regina'sSass x
Shit, shit, shit! Only you can manage to be late even after setting off ten minutes early, Swan!
Emma is known for her tardiness especially where Regina was concerned all she wanted to do was to be on time and not to give the brunette another reason on the ever expanding list to moan at her.
Well, she can moan at me and even under me or is she more of a top girl? SWAN!
Emma needed to do something about her rapidly growing frustration and thoughts, all she wanted was her dream to come true and have the mayor. By god, that would be a dream and then some!
As she pulled up to the mansion she noted how the hall light was still on illuminating the path some. Did Regina really think Emma would be so clumsy to trip? What a silly question, of course she thought that after all Emma was world renowned for her clumsiness as well as drastically bad timing issues. She really must learn to manage her time more there is only so much shouting and nagging she can take from people before it all started to get tiresome and eye-roll-worthy.
The sheriff quickly made sure she had all of the papers she needed before getting out of her beat up beetle and slowly made her way up Regina's immaculate path. She hesitated; she wanted to make sure she looked good for the brunette so she quickly fixed her hair before holding a breath and ringing the doorbell. Almost instantly the door was opened and Emma was greeted by a very exasperated brunette
"Ah, Miss Swan, finally decided to show up?"
Emma tried desperately to hold back her eye roll, yes she was late but why must she be so sarcastic all the time?
"Yeah, sorry I'm late, I got held up"
It was a lame excuse even Emma knew that but it was the truth. Just as she finished her dinner at Granny's Ruby came over and demanded to know all about Graham's personal life; if he had a wife, what sort of girls he was into, all that kind of stuff and even though Emma told the wolf she had to be somewhere Ruby would just not let it go so she had no choice but to humour her and indulge in the petty conversation topic.
"I can see that. Honestly, why agree to a time if you are just going to ignore the commitment anyway?"
Emma could not hold back any more and she shot her eyes up to meet the brown pools belonging to the former queen,
"God's sake Regina, I am here now so instead of us wasting time trying to score points just let me in will you?!"
Regina smirked and stepped to the side as a sign of letting her in
"Someone is feisty this evening, whatever is the matter, dear?"
Regina closes the door and walks in the direction to her study signalling Emma to follow
"Nothing is the matter; I would just rather be at home in bed by now. It's been a long enough day without all of this bullshit too."
Emma dumped the files onto Regina's desk in a disorderly fashion, not really caring about being tactful. She just wanted this to be over so she can climb into bed and get a good night's sleep.
"I can assure you Miss Swan, I would much rather prefer spending my evening doing more exciting tasks too, but this needs to be done. I am after all, the Mayor,"
She could not help herself but smirk and add emphasis on the title, the petite brunette loves making sure everyone never forgets that she runs the town of Storybrooke
"Would you care to join me for a glass of my famous apple cider?"
Emma rolled her eyes, not even bothering with hiding it whilst making herself comfortable at Regina's desk, the sound of apple cider sounding both appealing and not so
"Sure, thanks".
The brunette poured them both a tumbler of cider before joining Emma at her desk and handed her the drink their hands brushing against each other during the exchange and she could have sworn she heard the blonde gasp before snatching her hand away.
"I...t—thanks."
Regina smirked and nodded taking a seat on her side of the desk, bending forward slightly to make sure Emma received an eyeful of her cleavage, this meeting was on her terms and rules and she wanted to tease the blonde and have a little fun.
"Let's get this done and over with, shall we?"
Emma only nodded, her usually pale complexion turning a light shade of pink as she fumbled her way through the file she was clutching with both hands. On clearing her throat she slipped Regina the documents that she needed
"The station does not need much done to it, perhaps a small refurbishment of the reception area and the sheriff's office is in order along with a little maintenance on one of the cell gates...oh, and an air condition unit would be amazing too. I honestly don't know how you expect any of us to work under hot conditions in that place and it's hardly like we could take off any clothing"
The blush the blonde had just gotten rid of slowly came back as she glanced up and saw Regina licking her lower lip slowly as if she was deep in thought, she cleared her throat and took a sip of the cider and moaned in a long, low tone feeling the warm liquid slide down her throat. She opened her eyes at the sound of Regina's voice
"Yes well, you cannot possibly take any more clothes off, that is for certain. You only wear those ghastly tank tops although most of the time your undergarments are easily seen through them"
Emma's eyes widened considerably.
WHATTHEFUCKISSHETRYINGTODOTOME?! Focus, Emma! She is only making a statement Graham has made several times. I really need to invest in some white underwear. Who wears black bras under white shirts anyway? She is just playing you, breathe, relax and don't make an idiot out of yourself. You've got this.
"Yes, well I do think red compliments my skin tone more, don't you think?"
She smirks at the brunette who does not seem at all fazed by the blonde's comment but underneath the surface she is screaming. Oh how true those words are.
The brunette's eyes leaves the blonde and glanced back down to her budget proposal and slowly reads it over again to take it all in, she agrees that what the sheriff is asking for is reasonable and essential so she signs the paperwork and files it for the meeting the next morning. Regina noticed the way the blonde visibly relaxes and sits back in the chair whilst drinking the remainder of the cider in her tumbler once she has put the paperwork away.
She normally loves doing tedious paperwork but even tonight she was anxious to get it out of the way and to start her master plan she had carefully thought out for the blonde. She rose from her chair and walked around to the side of the desk the blonde was sitting at and she perches on the edge of the wooden desk and puts on her poker face as her tight skirt hitches further up her thighs in doing so
"So Miss Swan, that was not too bad now was it?"
Emma looked at the brunette with her throat going dry, the breath caught in her throat and she began to choke.
Perfect. There is no denying this one, Swan. Holy mother of shit...those legs...
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Regina moaning as she kicked off her sinfully high stilettos and stretched out her feet. She shook her head once a clear thought hit her mind
"No, it was okay I suppose. Not that you can make it a recurrent thing, I hate all that paperwork shit."
"Yes, I gathered that much. I do not know how you manage to work in your sort of conditions. Never have I met anyone as untidy and disorganized as you, Emma."
The blonde was pretty sure she had stopped breathing and gone to heaven. Did Regina really just call her Emma? The usually sarcastic brunette just casually spoke her first name as if she uses it regularly. After what felt like a very long time Emma finally was able to compose herself enough to formulate a response
"Y—yo—you...Emma?!"
Regina was thoroughly amused by the blonde's lack of eloquence and just to add to the fire tosses her head back to flick her hair elegantly from out of her face, her eyes immediately meeting a darker green than usual pool
"Well yes dear, that is your name, is it not?"
Oh this is too easy! Regina smirked to herself parting her legs ever so slightly and instantly feeling the blonde's gaze slip from her eyes down her body.
She noticed how those pale pink lips were not slightly parted and how her chest was constricting and expanding faster than usual
"Yes but...you never call me E—Emma..."
The sheriff wriggled hopefully discreetly trying to extinguish the fire that is ignited in the pit of her stomach, judging by Regina's smirk growing wider she noticed
"Would you rather I address you as Miss Swan?"
The mayor knew just how to push Emma's buttons and dropped her voice several tones lower so the last words came out breathy and teasing she realized the blonde shifting again and moved closer to her deciding to go the next step in her master plan. She looked deep into the blonde's eyes and slowly wrapped her long, olive toned legs around her, holding her in place and to top it off, she leaned forward and slowly tucked a strand of golden hair behind a very warm ear, her lips getting close to her neck as she smirked wider to herself
"I know you like it when I call you that, dear."
Before Emma could even attempt to answer Regina moved back to her original position, regal as ever as if nothing had ever happened; it was only the look on Emma's face that gave everything away.
"I...I-'ve got to...um, go..."
It was getting late and if Emma stood a chance in hell of being awake for the budget meeting she had to get as much sleep as is humanly possible. If only she trusted herself enough to stand on her own two feet and not fall. The blonde slowly stood and mentally encouraged her knees to be strong and support her weight, congratulating them when they obey.
"Thank you again for the drink"
Regina smirked, the entire situation humoring her massively. She slips off the desk with ease and nods walking Emma to the door
"You are welcome, Miss Swan. Please do be on time in the morning, the meeting starts at 9:00 sharp."
Emma could only nod; everything felt too warm, too surreal right now. She did not trust herself to say or do anything.
"Goodnight, Miss Swan."
Emma swallowed thickly, her breath shaking as she quickly replied:
"Goodnight, Regina." before fleeing as quickly as possible out of the mansion and back to her beat up bug.
Once Emma had gone Regina walked back to her study pleased with herself for planting that little seed. She gathered up her and Emma's used glasses, taking them into the kitchen, washing and putting them away before making her way to her bedroom. Her mind relieved the moments that just passed and her smile grew more and more wicked knowing all too well that Emma was indeed exhausted but that most certainly was not going to stop her from having her fun. That seed she planted did need to grow after all.
As soon as Emma made it back to her loft she had little energy left to climb the loft stairs, so she literally drug herself up them. Not giving a damn, she threw herself straight onto her bed and immediately gave in to the pull of sleep only to be greeted by none other but the mayor herself in nothing but a red and black corset, panties and stockings.
The night was only just beginning.
