Sobering Up

Chapter Four: Black Out

"Um, but why sex?" Emma said, with a hint of a whine. Not that she wouldn't mind having sex with Regina. Regina was hot, and amazing, and Emma had for sure dreamt and fantasized more times than was healthy what the mayor would be like in bed. But not like this. She didn't want it to happen like this, because of some stupid unicorn spell and with Regina drunk. She had wanted it to be special. With roses and candles. And a nice warm meal before.

"Because with strenuous activity the drink will come out through the skin and through orgasms," explained the unicorn. "And there's no need to be shy. It's not like I haven't seen the human body before. I'll even put on some nice music for you." As he said this, a record player came into existence and began to play Kenny G songs.

Uh, nope. No way was Emma doing this with a peeping unicorn watching them.

"Regina, there has to be another way," Emma turned to the brunette who was already stripping out of her clothes.

"Just shut up and fuck me," she growled out as she tossed her shirt to the grass. Now she was only in her bra and underwear.

Emma felt a bolt of arousal race through her uncontrollably like a speeding car gone crazy, skidding on ice. "You sure?"

"Yes. I just want to be done with this drunkenness already. So, make yourself useful and fuck me good enough that I turn sober."

Well, it wasn't every day you heard that. Though Emma couldn't help but feel a bit saddened by this situation. Regina was going into this without any feelings, while Emma had a lot for her friend. And she didn't want to squander them on something like this. But then again, would she ever get another chance like this?

She began to undress and soon she too was down to her underwear like Regina. They stood awkwardly in front of each other like teens who were going to have sex of the first time, as sexy saxophone blared through the woods. "Get a move on, will you?" the unicorn booed and Emma found him snacking on some magicked up popcorn like he was watching a movie.

"If you can use magic, couldn't you just break free yourself?" she asked him, wanting him to go away.

"But if I escaped, than who would be here to guide you to saving Regina?" he queried and made a get on with it motion with his hoof. Emma really didn't like this. She rolled her eyes at him.

"Regina, before we start this-"

But Regina cut her off by taking a step forward and kissing her hard enough to quiet her down. "We don't have to enjoy this. This is just a friend helping out a friend."

"Uh, right," Emma said, nodding her head uncertainly.

Regina took the lead again and kissed Emma once more. This time Emma allowed her mind to drift away from the staring unicorn and let Regina push her down into the bushes which partially hid them from view. Hands and mouths explored hot flesh, pliant to the touch. Both were nervous but as they let their bodies explore, they slowly got more and more into it. Emma tried to not think too deeply on this moment, just let her body act naturally. Her hands wandered down to the apex of Regina's thighs and found the spot wet and hot.

Was Regina aroused because of her? Was it possible she was enjoying this? Emma wanted to ask about this. Ask if Regina had feelings for her. Regina must have seen the questions brewing on Emma's face as a finger teased inside her, making her hips buck, because she spoke up.

"I'm not enjoying this," Regina hissed out in reminder through gritted teeth. "It's only because I'm drunk that my body is reacting like this." And then she began to gyrate her hips as two more fingers slipped inside her, coaxing a quick climax from her that even surprised her.

Emma's eyes were wide open in wonder at the flood of stickiness coating her fingers. "Do you feel better?" she asked softly as Regina looked down at her. The blonde looked like a forest nymph right now to Regina, her blonde tresses and naked body spread out among grass and yellow flowers. She wanted to lean down and kiss her again, ride her hand to orgasm once more. Regina shook herself to reality. "I think...I think it's working." Her headache had melted away and she felt clearer than she had in days. But she wanted to be certain it was all gone.

"But I think I need a little more," she said, rolling her hips into Emma's and making the blonde moan out.

Emma wordlessly complied and brought Regina to orgasm two more times, until the brunette was laying on the grass along with her, both of them panting and drained. But Emma still wanted to question all this. Wanted to find out how Regina felt about all this. The woman had enjoyed herself immensely and the way she had called out Emma's name as she came had to mean more than friends, right?

"Regina, what did this mean?" Emma asked.

Once more, Regina cut her off. This time with a sordid kiss. "Let me repay the favor," she said, moving Emma so she was on top now. Emma had made her feel good so many times, the least she could do was repay her.

"And I'm not allowed to enjoy it, am I?" Emma grinned cheekily as she leaned down to brush a kiss to Regina's lips. She knew this was classic avoidance, but hell, she wasn't going to pass up free sex. Not when it was so good with Regina.

"No," was the exhaled answer before they began anew.

The unicorn was still there by the time dusk had fallen and Regina and Emma hurriedly tugged on their clothes, finally done. Somehow it's horn had grown back and Emma shuddered it think why or how. All she knew was that by the unicorn watching them, it had grown back.

"I shall take my leave, now that my horn has been returned. And I do wish you luck with catching the rest of the gnomes. If you must know, there are only ten of them left and they're all camping out behind the toll bridge," he said before slicing his horn through the air and opening a portal to another dimension before it swallowed him up and he was gone.

"So, uh, we go get the gnomes?" Emma suggested.

An evil grin spread over Regina's face. She was sober now. And she loved the feel of it. A fire ball blazed to life in her hand.

"Oh yes. We're going to kill those little monsters," she said and she meant it.

One gnome hunting missions later and all of them were eradicated. Emma had to cover her eyes at certain moments when Regina was revenging herself on the gnomes. It was kinda scary. But the gnomes deserved it. You don't mess with the Evil Queen and not expect her to mess with you back.

And afterwards, they all got ice cream sundaes at Granny's, Regina quickly eating hers. She even ordered seconds. That wasn't like the queen at all.

"Someone's hungry," Emma commented, even handing over her portions to Regina too when she saw the Queen eyeing them.

"You would be too if you couldn't eat for days. Plus, killing makes me hungry," she said, licking her cone.

Right. Good to know for next time they had to murder some gnomes. Emma walked Regina back to her mansion later on, because she was worried that harm might still come to her friend? lover? even if the gnomes were reduced to ash.

Emma knew there would be no point in asking Regina about that magical moment in the woods. Not until the woman was ready to answer the repercussions.

Emma lingered on the doorstep as Regina walked up, her ass swaying a bit more than usual with each step up.

Emma scuffed the floor with the toe of her shoe. "Uh, good night?" she questioned, wanting to give a good night kiss but uncertain if she should. What even were they now? Perhaps she should wait a day, give Regina some time to relax from being drunk three days in a row.

"Good night, Em-ma," Regina said in that way that Emma's insides curl in pleasure. It was exactly how she called Emma's name out when she'd cum. And then she closed the door on Emma, finally home and not drunk for once.

What she needed was a nice shower. She had worked up a sweat in the woods with Emma. Thinking about it made her feel confused and uncertain and she didn't want to think about her feelings for Emma or what they could mean. She stripped out of her clothes and went upstairs to shower, relishing the cool water down her skin. As she scrubbed she noticed she had a mark on her arm. A purple mark. She rinsed the suds away and her eyes grew wide as she saw what the tattoo said. Bad Bitch

"Who gave this to me?!" she howled out, unaware she had been the one to do so.