I hope you all are having a wonderful holiday season. This chapter isn't very long, but took a while to write. I had a lot to consider when writing this chapter. The direction I want to take the story will eventually be clear so please bear with me. Anyways, please enjoy!

Chapter 6

Emma abruptly shot out of bed when a flying shoe had smacked her square in the jaw. "What the hell?" she said eyeing the shoe that was now resting comfortably on her mattress. Her head was slightly spinning, but she managed to blink away her blurred, alcohol induced vision. Her hair was a tangled mess that fell over her shoulders and partially covered her face.

"Emma we have to go," a crazed Mary Margaret shouted from the doorway. "We're going to be late for work!" The pixie-haired woman had a toothbrush hanging out of her mouth and a cup of coffee in her left hand.

As her roommate's words sunk in, Emma looked over at the clock. "Oh shit," she thought as she jumped out of bed. Running to the bathroom, she inspected herself gasping as she found a few purplish bite marks on her neck. "Dammit Regina," Emma cursed in the bathroom poking at the sensitive skin.

"What about Regina?" Mary Margaret questioned as she walked over to the closed bathroom door, leaning in to hear Emma more clearly.

"She stayed later than I expected and…we had a few more drinks," Emma quickly finished her hasten response; praying her answer was good enough to get Mary Margaret to leave her alone.

"Oh okay," Mary Margaret grimaced at the thought of alcohol burning down her throat. "Fresh coffee in the pot. I'll drop off Ruby and head to the school afterwards. Try not to be late today," She said before turning her attention to the passed out brunette on the couch. Even though she was hung over, Mary Margaret had managed to fall easily back into her morning routine. She had always been the responsible one out of the three friends and she knew they were grateful for it.

"Thank you!" Emma called still inside the bathroom. Looking around she tried to cover up some of the marks with mixtures of foundation and concealer. Unfortunately, the marks still managed to shine through against her pale skin. "Scarf it is," Emma thought reluctantly. She didn't even want to think about the conversation she would have if her friends saw the reddish/purple skin.

Emma diverted her attention to her hair as she ran the hairbrush through her mangled mane. After deeming her hair acceptable, she scrambled from the bathroom back to her room. Emma frantically tore through her closest, desperately searching for her sheriff "uniform" and scarf. Pulling on a pair of jeans and white shirt, Emma sat down on her bed. She pieced together bits of scattered memories, trying to remember the previous night. The image of the Regina standing in her matching black underwear and high heels was enough to bring a slight blush to the blonde's face. "Maybe I'll surprise her later," Emma thought grinning at the idea of spending another night in the embrace of the brunette.

Wrapping the scarf securely around her neck, she grabbed her red, leather jacket and headed towards the kitchen. By the time she got there, Mary Margaret and Ruby were gone. Emma marveled at the efficiency that was known as Mary Margaret. Generously pouring herself a cup of coffee, Emma plopped down on the couch and sipped at the liquid. She had a few minutes to spare and used that time to close her eyes and relax. Emma thought about the previous night of binge drinking, reminding herself to never drink with Ruby Lucas again. She wondered at what point they had decided not to keep track of how many drinks they had. She remembered Regina's surprise visit and then one thing lead to another, ending in Regina pleasuring her in the kitchen. Thinking back, Emma's eyes fluttered shut as if that would bring back the feeling of Regina on her skin. The warmth of her body, the urgency of her kiss, and the smell of apples and cinnamon flooded Emma's senses as she thought of Regina. She desperately wish to once again capture the brunette's full, red lips once again. Forcing herself to quit thinking about the other woman she downed her coffee and thought instead of the "exciting" day she had ahead of her. After a few minutes, she reluctantly stood and placed the cup in the sink before heading out the door.

"It's going to be a long day," Emma thought as her mind was already wandering to the memories of Regina's lips on hers. Emma didn't even have time to take a shower this morning and realized she could smell the faint aroma of apples that lingered on her skin.

~SQ~

Sitting herself down at her desk, Regina tried to calm herself before she ended up murdering her entire staff. Today was turning out to be a mess and everyone seemed less competent than usual. Raising her hands to her temple, she massaged her head thoroughly trying to rid herself of a migraine. There was a copious amount of paper work that still needed to be done, but Regina couldn't focus. She was tortured by the thought of a certain beautiful, blonde woman and the evening they had shared together.

Drawn out of thought, she heard a voice speaking to her; "Madame Mayor," Sidney Glass said announcing his presence seeing as though Regina had clearly not heard him walk through her office door.

"What is it Sidney?" Regina asked harshly. Anything, but good news would send her head into a frenzy and she was not in the mood.

"I…" he stammered as the Mayor's eyes pierced into his soul. Sidney had worked for Regina for God-knows-how-long, but he would never get use to her penetrating gaze. He knew that ineptitude was one thing Regina did not, and would not ever tolerate.

Rising to meet him at eye level, the brunette spoke through clenched teeth. "Out with it Sidney." She glared at him dangerously as she was quickly losing her patience.

"Well I just need you to approve this proposal for the upcoming town fair," He said without taking a breath, holding up the paper as he spoke. He knew Regina wouldn't like the plan, seeing as though it would require her to organize most of the minor details. The townsfolk were somewhat disorganized when it came to deciding placement of booths, food, etc. even though Storybrooke had always had an annual fair.

She snatched the paper from Sidney's hands before eyeing it over, barely reading its content. Regina's eyes blinked quickly with annoyance as she looked back up at the man that cowered before her. "Tell Mother Superior I will consider the proposal. Unfortunately, I do not have time to deal with this insolence at the moment," her words laced with poison as Sidney avoided making eye contact. The idiots of her town always managed to surprise Regina with their disorganization and it vexed her deeply.

"Yes Madame Mayor," he said before bowing out of the office. After leaving her office he pulled out a handkerchief to relive himself of the sweat that had collected at his brow. He thanked the God that allowed him to survive the encounter and went off to continue his work.

Once she was alone, Regina collapsed onto her chair. She forced herself to dive into paperwork that coated her desk in a fine layer of white. She efficiently marked, filed, and approved all the papers without regarding time as an immediate concern. Upon marking the last document, she sat back letting her eyes close in exhaustion and alleviation. Now all she had to worry about for the week was the upcoming town fair. Allowing herself only a moments rest, she glanced at her watch. The time read 3:32 pm and she hurriedly readied herself to go home. Regina still had to pick up her son from school and make dinner for tonight. "Maybe we will just pick up Granny's," she thought reluctantly not feeling in the mood to cook dinner tonight. She shoved the nun's proposal into her bag and proceeded to leave the office.

Just as she was leaving the office, Henry called saying he was going to Dr. Hopper's office for his weekly session. Regina had completely forgotten the appointment and was currently unsure of how to proceed with her day. She had already left the office and now she couldn't spend time with her son. She didn't quite feel like going home just yet so she drove off to Granny's anyway for a cup of coffee that could hopefully numb her pounding head.

She hadn't driven two miles before she heard the siren of a car behind her. Looking back to see the sheriff's car with its lights on, she quietly scoffed. Pulling over to the side of the road, Regina patiently waited to be confronted by Storybrooke's finest cop.

"Good afternoon Madame Mayor," Emma professionally stated. "Do you have any idea how fast you were going?"

Regina just glared at the blonde. She tried to signal her annoyance by rolling her eyes before addressing the woman in front of her, "Sheriff Swan, I do not know how fast I was going," she said playing along with the ridiculous formality of Emma's greeting.

"I'm going to have to ask you to step out of the car," Emma said firmly. Even though the Mayor looked pissed, Emma hoped she'd play along. But by the look on Regina's face, the brunette was not in the mood to be pushed around today. Thinking quickly, Emma removed her scarf and leaned her arms onto Regina's open window, crossing them in the process giving the other woman a perfect view of her cleavage.

Regina's eyes darted from Emma's eyes to her round breast that were now hanging just in front of her face. She could see the purple marks on Emma's neck and smirked at the blonde's pathetic attempts to cover them with a scarf. The raging anger she had previously felt at the office was rapidly converting to a passionate lust: one not being so different from the other.

She licked her lips before she replied, "Of course Sheriff." Regina now understood her role in the game Emma was trying to play with her. A devious smile formed on her lips as her excitement grew. As she stepped out the car, Emma moved aside. After closing the car door, Regina crossed her arms waiting for the blonde to continue the interrogation. She was undoubtedly curious to see what Emma had in-store for them.

"Madame Mayor I'm going to ask you to place your hands on the car," Emma said trying to keep her voice from quivering as she directed the Mayor. Regina was never one to obey commands and Emma was really pushing her luck with this little stunt.

"Are you going to arrest me Sheriff Swan?" Regina scoffed. She arched an eyebrow, but eventually turned around and placed her hands on the hood of the car. "This is ridiculous," she thought to herself.

Emma moved behind her, ignoring her question, and closely pressed their bodies together. Even though there were multiple layers between them, the blonde could feel the heat radiating off of the other woman. She let her breath tickle Regina's ear before stepping back to frisk the other woman. Slightly yelping, Regina's body stiffened under Emma's touches. The sheriff made sure to pat the other woman down thoroughly despite the other woman's protest. Starting with the top of brunette's back, Emma moved her hands downward. Upon reaching Regina's lower back she made sure to squeeze the brunette's firm buttocks. The grey pantsuit Regina wore only fueled Emma's imagination of possible ways she would dispose of the clothes later on.

"Sheriff Swan…" Regina started, but was cut off by another firm command.

"Spread your legs Madame Mayor."

Biting her bottom lip, Regina reluctantly gave in once again to Emma's command and spread her legs apart. She secretly enjoyed the authoritative blonde taking the reins once in a while. It was terrifying enjoyable to be not be in control of what would happen next. It sent an electric shiver down her spine as Emma roughly touched her body.

Emma ran her hands along Regina's sculpted calf and thigh muscles. Taking her time feeling the toned muscles, the blonde longed rip off the layers that separated them. Once again rising, she pressed herself into Regina's back as whispered; "I'm going to have to take you in ma'am."

"What is the charge officer?" Regina huskily replied as she turned to face the sheriff. She cocked her head to the side as if to seem troubled with confusion.

Emma's words died in the back of her throat as she stared intently on Regina's lips. She could feel her arousal growing between her legs and couldn't wait any longer. She licked her own lips before leaning forward to meet Regina's. Their kiss was slow and chaste as if it would be their last. Both of their eyes fluttered shut, feeling the warmth of their pressed bodies that fit into each other like a missing piece. When Emma kissed Regina, she felt whole. It was a type of completeness that she had never felt before, until she had first kissed the other woman. No one had ever made her feel this way.

Feeling as though Emma had her fair share of dominance for the day, Regina spun them both around effectively switching their position. She pushed Emma backwards onto the hood of the car and smirked. "There must be something I can do to change your mind," she smiled coyly as sex practically dripped from each word. She moved forward, kissing Emma's neck trailing kisses upward. Her hand moved down the front of Emma's shirt, teasingly caressing the blonde's skin. When her lips reached Emma's ear she whispered deeply, "Tell me what you want sheriff."

Emma loved it when Regina talked dirty to her. It only heightened her arousal as she concentrated on the sound of Regina's voice. "I'm going to need you let me do my job," she said, successfully suppressing a moan as she spoke.

Going along with the game, the brunette moved away from the sheriff. "Please turn around Madame Mayor." Again, Regina reluctantly turned around as she waited for Emma to proceed with the role-play. She felt the sheriff take both of her hands and place them behind her back. Before Regina could utter a single word, Emma roughly hand cuffed her.

"They aren't much use back there now are they?" a smug Regina mused as she turned back towards the blonde.

"Yeah well this time I'm calling the shots," Emma said not taking her eyes off of the Regina's lust filled eyes. "I'm not letting you go until justice has been served."

Regina knew where this was going and didn't protest further. "Take me away officer. I look forward to my punishment," she said challenging Emma's gaze.

"Lets go," Emma said as she dragged the Mayor into the cop car. Regina didn't even complain about leaving her car on the side of the road. Secretly, this had always been a fantasy of hers. "It will be interesting to let this play out," she thought as she was roughly pushed into the backseat.

Emma knew that Mary Margaret was off probably stalking David Nolan and that the apartment was clear so she started driving there. She silently prayed that no one would see them. Emma knew that what they were doing was risky, seeing as though they were deeply engaged in debaucherous activates, but at the moment she didn't care. She drove quickly ignoring Regina's comments from the back seat about the irony of the sheriff speeding across town.

When they got to the apartment, Emma helped Regina out of the car. Not bothering to be gentle, Emma rushed her up the stairs and through the door. Once they were safely inside, she locked the door. There was anticipation hovering in the air as the two women were locked, once again in a face off. Standing mere inches apart, neither wanted to be the first to give. The nature of their "relationship" was one of control and competition.

"Your move sheriff."

I'm horrible for ending it there and I apologize, but now you have something to look forward too. Who else loves "in-control-Emma"? We will definitely be seeing more of her in later chapters ;) Please review and let me know what you think (input is always welcome) Thanks for following this story, for those of you that do, it really means a lot.