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The scene where Emma is drunk in her horse was from The Legend of Zorro with Antonio Banderas.
Regina shifted in bed and woke up scared realising that she wasn't alone. She looked at the person lying next to her and realized that it was Emma who was there. As she tried to remember how the blonde had come to rest on her bed, she saw her move and pull her into her arms. The stranger stood complete still in the sheriff's arms staring at her as she straightened to bring her even closer. Regina lost herself in thought as she watched her sleep. Her strong and striking features. Something that anyone would ever forget. Her hair spread across the pillow, her arms defined. When she realized Regina was caressing the blond woman's face, which had finally awakened and was hiding her face in the hair of the other.
"I think you should go back to your room, Emma.'' Regina tried to keep her breathing normal, but that closeness was doing things to her. To her body more specifically.
"Shhh... You were having a nightmare, I guess. I heard you scream so I came here. And since I've been here you're sleeping well.'' Emma said still hugged the brunette.
"And how do you know I was sleeping well if you were asleep too?" Regina arched an eyebrow, but not out of the blonde's embrace.
"Before I fall asleep, I made sure you were sleeping well." Emma answered seriously.
"Thank you, Miss Swan.'' The brunette replied by lifting her body so she could look at the sheriff.
Their gazes locked for a moment and on an impulse Regina pressed her lips to Emma's. Her hands were now holding the blonde's face that asked for passage with her tongue deepening the kiss and bringing her hands to the brunette's waist. Regina covered the blonde's body with her own having only the thick blanket between them feeling the blonde scratch lightly on her back as her hands now slid down her arms scrabbling lightly as they both moaned low in the kiss and Regina felt her body light up with the sheriff's touches, her kisses down her neck and shoulders. On impulse, Emma reversed the positions, trapping the outsider beneath her, kissing and biting her chin, her neck and shoulders. Her hands tightening around the brunette's waist, making her moan a little louder with the sheriff's mouth touching her skin. While her eyes were closed, the image of Ingrid kissing the blonde two days earlier made her push the sheriff slightly.
"I really think you should go to your room. I think your girlfriend will not like it if she found what happened.'' Regina said trying to control her breathing.
"Ingrid is not my girlfriend, she's just someone I have fun with.'' Emma replied sitting on the brunette's lap.
"And do you think I'm just like her? I'm sorry to disappoint you.'' Regina said pulling the thick blanket over her breasts. "I thank you for taking care of me earlier but as you can see I'm fine.
Emma got up without saying a word and headed for the door, looking back at the brunette before leaving the room. As much as her anger was big at the moment she knew that slam on the brunette's bedroom door to express such a feeling would not be very clever, since she could wake up Mary or David and she didn't want to have to explain anything to them.
Upon arriving in her room she locked the door and walked to the bathroom undressing and entering under the shower then feeling her body relax as the water beat on her back. After a few minutes she dried herself and went to bed winding up her covers. She rolled onto the bed for some time, her thoughts always going back to the kisses she had exchanged with the brunette.
(...)
Regina shifted uneasily in her bed. She didn't want to have that way with the sheriff, but that was best for both of them. She couldn't involve Emma in her plans. The farther they got, the better. As much as her body had been clamoring for the blonde's since the moment they met and taking into account that Emma made any effort to stay away from her and to help still correspond to their kisses and their caresses, staying away could be a hard task.
(...)
A few days had passed since what had happened at the waterfall and the stranger's room, and she was avoiding Emma as best she could.
Regina was in the Jolly Roger drinking and thinking about what would be her next step when Emma sat in the chair before her, adjusting her hat with her fingertip and then motioning for Killian to send one of the girls to serve with a shot of whiskey. The brunette was looking at her with an arched eyebrow, waiting for her to say something, but she did nothing. She just waited for her drink thanking the girl as she brought it and taking a long swallow of malt, then feeling the liquid burn in her throat.
"What do you want, Sheriff?" Regina finally gave up trying to ignore her.
''Why have you been avoiding me?'' Emma asked, placing the glass loudly on the table.
"I have not avoided you. I don't know what business I could have with you to have extensive conversations.'' Regina answered seriously.
"Do not give me that one, Regina. You kiss me and now you stand here pretending that nothing happened?'' Emma said leaning her body on the table.
"Miss Swan, I apologize for that. It wasn't something I planned to do.'' Regina answered, looking at the room.
At that moment her attention was captured upon seeing a young man enter the place. He went to the counter exchanging a few words with Killian and then a girl -the redhead who had served her the other day- led him upstairs. Emma followed Regina's gaze and was surprised to see that the one who had the brunette's full attention at the time was a man - another stranger - and it bothered her. After the man disappeared up the stairs the brunette turned her attention to the sheriff in front of her and couldn't let a smile escape as she saw the look on her face: a mixture of jealousy and curiosity.
A few minutes later the man returned to the hall, sitting at a table next to them and ordering a dose of whiskey for Smee. Emma noticed that he had light strokes, his smooth, dark skin denouncing that he was young. Only a thin beard covered his face. He wore cowboy boots, leather pants, a white shirt with a gray waistcoat over it, and a leather overcoat. He removed his hat, resting it on the table as he carried the glass with his drink to his lips. His gaze swept across the room, then settled into two.
Emma had managed to engage a conversation with the brunette despite the fact that her attention was focused on the man who had just arrived and this was making her angry, which only got worse when one of the girls came to their table after being called by him and said something on the brunette ear before coming out.
She saw the young man climb back toward the bedrooms and then Regina stood up leaving some money on the table and following him. Upon arriving in the room indicated by the girl Regina found the door open and entered.
''Merlin! Why are you here?'' Regina asked as she hugged the man.
"I thought you wanted to know that the man you're after is heading here and should arrive in a week."
''Damn it!'' She punched the dresser next to her. "He shouldn't come here. He's going to ruin everything.''
"I saw you with the girl." He said closing the door. "Regina, you know who she is, don't you?"
''I found out when I got here. Besides, there's nothing between us, stay calm.'' She replied as she sat on the bed.
''I see... And the fury barely contained in her eyes to see you looking at me when I arrived, I suppose, it's nothing too..." He said amused.
"You must have taken too much sun and it affected your brain.'' The brunette answered by standing up and pacing in the room.
(...)
Emma was furious when the brunette simply got up and left the table without saying anything following the man who had just arrived leaving some money on the desk and this only worsened when she saw Ingrid approaching and sitting on her lap.
The brunette had come up for about an hour and had not signaled so far.
Emma had stayed in the hall taking dose after the dose while waiting to see if Regina would come down. The older woman put her hands around the sheriff's neck pressing her lips into hers deepening the kiss and moaning low as she felt the sheriff's hands tighten around her waist and scratch her not so gently over the bodice she wore. Ingrid stepped down from the blonde's lap and pulled her up the stairs toward her bedroom.
As they passed the room where Regina was with the man Emma heard the sound of something clashing against the wall and it made the sheriff's anger rise, pushing Ingrid not so gently into her bedroom and kissing her. Her hands unclothed the older woman's bodice roughly ripping it like paper. Emma spread kisses and bites down her neck and bust, sucking at one of the blonde's breasts as her hand took care of the other and made her moan loudly. Emma threw her onto the bed unobtrusively and covering her body with hers pressing her leg against the whore's sex while sucking her breast again. Her hand went down to the naked thigh of the older one entering the several layers of the dress and soon finding the drenched sex of the blonde, provoking its entrance without penetrating it while Ingrid looked at it frustrated.
''Do you want? Yeah? Emma whispered close to the harlot's ear, making her wince.
''Stop teasing me, Emma.'' Ingrid gasped for the sheriff's touches.
"You think you have me, don't you?" Emma smiled biting the older woman's neck.
''You are mine! Now stop teasing me and do what you do best, Emma.'' Ingrid groaned louder as she felt the youngest bite into her breast as she teased her without penetrating her.
"You make a point," Emma said turning the whore on her stomach, sliding two fingers into the sodden sex of the other, tearing out a moan.
Emma was stocking her quickly and short, the elders grunting as the sheriff's movements intensified inside her making her come in a few minutes.
She withdrew her fingers from the harlot's pussy and bring them to the woman's mouth and watched as Ingrid sucked them in shamelessly. Emma stood up, pulling some money out of her pocket and tossing them onto the little dressing table on the spot. Before leaving she turned to the older woman who looked at her with a confused and furious expression at the same time.
"Just so you have me. Do not forget that.'' Emma slammed the door behind her.
(...)
Regina had returned to the inn earlier in the evening, uniting the information Merlin had brought with what she already had about Robin. Her revenge was about to come to fruition.
After all, she was worried about the sheriff. She had left the table without saying anything and probably the blonde was furious with her, but there was nothing she could do at the moment. Maybe later she'd apologize to Emma for leaving like that.
Without much to do by the hour Regina decided to go to the stable where she found Archie feeding the animals.
"Good evening, Mr. Hopper!" She smiled as she approached.
''Miss Mills! What a pleasant surprise!'' He greeted her cheerfully. ''How have you been?''
"Very well, Mr. Hopper! Thanks for asking.'' Regina said as she stroked Rocinante.
"How wonderful, Miss Mills!'' The redhead looked at her curiously as he fed Amarok. "You want something?"
"I just came to get my horse for a night stroll. I believe the city is safe enough for that.'' She replied with a smile, putting the saddle on Rocinante next.
After preparing the animal she rode around town looking for the sheriff. After almost an hour walking by the streets of the small city she saw an unusual scene.
Emma was sitting awkwardly on her horse with her back against the wall, a bottle of whiskey in her hands and her hat covering most of her face as she said disconnected words leaving no doubt that she was drunk. The animal was also propped up as if he were as drunk as the blonde.
"How could she do this to me, Andromeda?" Emma said taking the bottle back to her lips and taking a long drink. "I'm all worried about her and that ungrateful woman paid me back running away from me all week." Another sip, this time, longer than the previous one, causing the blonde to choke and knock the bottle down on the floor beside the horse. The animal took the bottle and held it between his teeth as if he knew exactly what he was doing as he turned the liquid in his mouth.
"You could ... Can ... Can you give me that back?" She wrapped herself in the words.
Andromeda dropped the bottle to the floor, making a noise that sounded more like a burp and whinnying then.
''Stinky.'' Emma said as she waved her hand, trying to dispel the scent.
As if offended by her act, the horse disengaged from the wall with a slight stride and caused the blonde to fall and then leave as Emma struggled to be able to sit down.
"You didn't forget anything, stupid?" She said trying to uselessly whistle for the animal to return, but even this she couldn't do so much was her drunkenness.
Staggering, she stood up muttering something about the stranger who appeared out of nowhere and took Regina to his room.
"Who does she think she is? I'll prove to her that I'm better than him.'' Emma grumbled and staggered, gesturing. "How could she choose him? I'll make her want me to the point of begging.'' She said pointing the finger to the sky making her losing the balance and falling sitting again and passing out.
Regina could no longer hold back her laughter and burst out laughing as she climbed off her horse and walked over to the blonde to place her on Rocinante's back and then rode back to the inn.
Archie was waiting for her and was astonished to see the sheriff unconscious on the stranger's horse, but before he could say anything the brunette dismounted, handing him the animal's reins and carefully picking up the blonde.
"Looks like Miss Swan drank too much. Can you get my horse back to the stable, please?" Regina said so that there was no room for argument.
The redhead just nodded taking the animal's reins and leading him into the stable again.
Regina set Emma in her arms and climbed the few steps that led to the glass doors of the inn, pushing her foot less gently than she intended and drawing the attention of David who was sitting by the fireplace reading a book. The man jumped up and ran to help the her.
''What happened?'' He asked worriedly.
"Your niece is fine, she just drank too much." Regina answered carrying the blonde now with David's help.
They took her to her room and then the blonde went to call Mary and Tinker to help Regina take care of Emma. After the arrival of the two the brunette thought it best to go to her room. She wasn't sure she could help them on Emma or something like that without her body falling unconsciously reacting to that view. This could end badly so she just left the two taking care of Emma and left. Upon returning to her room she went straight to the bath, leaving the clothes folded in the chair near the bathroom door and falling on the bed, then falling asleep a short time later.
