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"Madam Mayor, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Roni smirked when Fiona came through the door of her bar. She appraised her wife's outfit with approval; a silk button up tucked into a tight pencil skirt and heels that made her look even taller and slimmer. The top of her hair was pulled back and pinned, the rest falling down her back and over her shoulder.
"It's Saturday night," Fiona chuckled and walked in slowly, setting her bag down on one of the bar stools, "And our son is at a sleepover at his friends house, remember?"
"Oh fuck," Roni's eyes grew wide an she dropped the dish towel, she held, "That was this Saturday? Babe, oh god. We were gonna go out I-"
"It's fine," Fiona let out a breath and internally kicked herself for actually being disappointed. These last couple of months with Regina and Henry under the curse had begun to feel so real and natural that it became harder to ignore her feelings.
Especially when Henry's memories began to return and he spoke of the storybook and spending time with Emma before he seemed to reset and start the cycle over. Roni had been a mess over their son wanting to know his biological mother and potentially inheriting her own mental health issues, so Fiona had comforted her and in turn grew fiercely protective.
"No, it isn't," Roni rounded the bar quickly to come towards her, "I'm and idiot, you know how I am with dates, and you even showed me how to set reminders on my phone," She groaned at her own stupidity and shook her head as she ran her hand up Fiona's arms.
"It's not a big deal, darling, I had some paperwork to do anyways," She shook her head and avoided Roni's pleading gaze, not wanting to give it away that it actually bothered her.
"You've been at your office all evening?" Roni frowned deeper, trying to make her look at her.
"You were meant to pick me up," Fiona shrugged and opened her jacket slightly to reveal the little black dress she was wearing for the occasion.
"I'm the worst wife," Roni shook her head quickly, "I'll make it up to you baby, I promise," She reached up to cup her jaw and make Fiona look at her, "C'mon Fi, yell, scream, throw things. Just don't give me the silent treatment."
"Don't use that face on me," Fiona growled through clenched teeth at Roni's pout and the way she was being affectionate, softening her reserve towards her. It was pathetic how quickly she could, but Fiona hadn't felt affection in years, not since the beginning of her first marriage before it went sour, and having her wife's felt so good.
"Which one? This one?" Roni pouted again before grinning. "C'mon, this place is dead. Let me make it up to you. David is in the back he can close."
"How?" Fiona sighed and cocked an eyebrow.
"You'll see," Roni nodded eagerly at the opportunity before running around and beginning to grab an assortment of things. Fiona remained skeptical but tried not to laugh at the spontaneity Roni had that made everything an adventure.
It was odd, how she'd tried to reverse everything with the curse but only seemed to make it work more. She's given Roni traits of her own and in turn had taken more of Regina's old persona. She thought by switching it up that she may avoid her growing feelings for the woman, but it was not so.
"Ready?" Roni ran back out of the kitchen area through the bar with a large paper bag, "C'mon," She grinned when she grabbed Fiona's hand and pulled her with her, making Fiona smirk and shake her own head at the fact she was giving in so easily.
Roni led her outside to her vintage Mustang parked in the alley, going around to open the passenger door for her, "Hop in."
"So chivalrous," Fiona chuckled and rolled her eyes though she couldn't help but smile more genuinely at the way Roni pressed a hand to the small of her back and helped her into the hot rod.
"Now, I know you say my car is too loud," Roni huffed after she ran around to the drivers side and threw herself in, looking at her wife with a grin, "But I seem to remember a certain black haired beauty I met once who liked my car an awful lot."
Fiona raised an eyebrow as she looked at Roni, almost forgetting for a moment the history she'd created for them. Meeting in the mid twenties when Fiona was finishing up her masters degree and Roni had just opened her bar. She'd been on a night out in celebration of graduating and the sexy, curly haired bartender kept sending her free shots. Long story short, this wasn't her first ride in in Roni's black '68 Ford Mustang.
"Who was that, Darling?" Fiona asked with playful confusion after strapping the seatbelt over her waist, sighing when Roni turned the ignition and the beastly machine came roaring to life.
"Naw, we'll see if she can't come out to play tonight," Her wife winked and grinned as she reached out to pat Fiona's knee. She merely shook her head and laughed as Roni grabbed the gear shift, putting it into first gear and spinning out of the alley.
"Roni! What the hell-" Fiona's eyes widened and she grabbed for the handle above her head, putting the other hand on the dash as car came spinning out onto the main road sideways. "You're going to kill us!" She gaped at her wife who merely shifted up as she increased their speed.
"Loosen up, Fi," Roni laughed as she pressed the button for the radio and a Joan Jett song from their teenage years started to blare.
"I'm serious you're going to get us pulled over! I can't be Mayor and get a speeding ticket in downtown!" Fiona continued to fuss, amusing her wife even more.
"Please! Sheriff Jones doesn't scare me," Roni laughed and reached out to run a hand over Fiona's thigh after getting it into fifth gear and maintaining a high rate of speed as they made their way out of downtown, "He drinks me out of rum every time he comes in my bar, and for free. We have a deal."
"You're kidding!" Fiona's mouth dropped at the criminal behavior, looking over at her wife who watched the road with a cocky grin and one hand on the wheel, the other squeezing her thigh.
"Don't worry it's just between us, I wouldn't wanna room my wife's squeaky clean reputation would I?" She smirked and turned down a backroad that led through a wooded area towards the park with a lake.
"What are we doing going to the lake at this hour?" Fiona let out a breath and frowned, "Roni Mills if your idea of apologizing to me for standing me up is to go parking at the lake so you can get your hand down my-" She stopped her rant when they came to a halt, parking near other cars.
"That wasn't my idea, but if you don't want to-" Roni began but Fiona shook her head quickly. She saw couples and family's with blankets spread on the ground, a white screen set up near the lake with a classic movie beginning on the screen.
"I didn't know about this," Fiona raised an eyebrow, "Do they have a permit?" She asked before realizing how uptight she sounded.
"I don't know but I wish I had a permit to remove the stick out of your ass," Roni leaned over and pecked Fiona playfully, "Remember that theater club you worked into the budget and gave them funding for town events? Well here's your good deed coming to life, Madam Mayor. Shall we?"
"O-okay," Fiona glanced at her wife, watching her smile and get out, grabbing the paper bag and a blanket from her backseat before coming around to open her door.
"You sure you want to? I know hangin with the locals isn't your thing and all," Roni asked, looking at her wife seriously as she held the door open and watched her get out. Fiona tended to stick to herself, especially considering how much resistance she sometimes got from citizens and committees who believed she was too structured in her mayoral duties. She knew how long and hard Fiona worked at making the town function and she knew it stung when she heard comments muttered and felt the looks.
"I want to," Fiona smiled at her reassuringly and it made Roni's heart swell as their hands clasped. She held the paper bag in her free arm and Fiona took the blankets with her other to carry, "I forgot how beautiful it was out here in the summer."
"I know it's not dinner reservations at your favorite restaurant," Roni smiled apologetically after they found a more private area off to the side, "But hey I brought provisions," She grinned as she set the bag down and helped Fiona spread the blanket for them to lay on and shake out another one for them to cover up with.
"This actually is a nice change of pace," Fiona admitted as they settled down on the ground, her nerves calming somewhat when she glanced around and didn't see anyone looking their way. The night was growing darker as the film reel played the opening credits and she relaxed, glancing at her wife who was digging through the bag she brought.
"Aha!" Roni smirked as she held up two paper cups and revealed the bottle of wine from the bag, "Your favorite white wine. On the house," She grinned as she handed Fiona the cups and twisted the cork screw in, pulling it out with a quiet pop.
"How generous of Roni's bar to contribute to our date night," Fiona grinned and watched as Roni poured them both generous glasses.
They settled in as the movie went on, getting comfortable in the dark coziness of their more private location. Roni had picked it specifically so that Fiona felt she could relax and wasn't constantly being watched. After killing the first bottle of wine they ended up cuddled up, Roni leaning back against her jacket that she's wadded up and Fiona leaning against her chest. Her hand played mindlessly in Fiona's silky straight hair, smiling at the way her wife was completely relaxed against her, their legs tangled under the blankets.
"What?" Fiona tilted her head up, sensing that Roni was watching her.
"Nothing, I just love you is all," Roni replied with a warm smile and Fiona felt her chest ache at the sincerity she saw in her wife's expression. It wasn't real. Roni was Regina and none of this was real. Regina didn't really love her. But it felt nice to pretend.
"Are you even watching the movie?" Fiona suppressed a smile and pressed a kiss to Roni's exposed shoulder as she stayed curled under her arm. She smiled a little as her eyes found the screen again and she felt Roni nuzzle her lips into her neck, playfully pressing a kiss to it.
"Hmm, I've seen it before," She murmured down Fiona's ear as her lips brushed over it and back to her neck, starting a series of slightly wetter kisses against the mayors skin.
"Roni," Fiona warned in a whispery breath, keeping her eyes on the screen. No one could see them but she still had a reputation to upkeep. No one would take her seriously if they saw her snogging her wife in public.
"Can't do this at your fancy restaurant..." Roni teased and ran a hand up Fiona's thigh under their blanket that shielded their actions to the public, even if it were light enough to see, "I told you I'd make it up to you."
"But in the end you really were just looking for a way to get your hand down my pants," Fiona whispered, eyes fluttering closed when Roni continued her assault on her neck.
"How could that be when you're wearing a skirt?" Roni smirked and began to work the skirt up Fiona's legs a little so she could get her hand between her thighs, "I want to touch you. Do you want me to touch you?"
"Shut up," Fiona murmured frustrated as she turned her head and took Roni's lips in a deep kiss, moaning quietly against them. Roni grinned in victory before dipping her tongue into her wife's mouth, intensifying the kiss until they were making out slowly, quietly, not enough for them to be heard but enough to turn Fiona on.
Roni hummed into Fiona's mouth as she massaged the inside of her thigh, feeling her spread her legs just slightly under the blanket, "Hm," She grinned as she felt the heat coming from her wife's core, knowing she was aroused already.
"We're being too loud," Fiona broke the kiss, glancing around once in the darkness from her own paranoia.
"Baby nobody can see or hear us," Roni smirked and pressed her forehead to Fiona's, her fingertips grazing the lace panties she wore, "Just watch the movie, relax, I'll be discreet," She added in a whisper as she slipped her panties to the side and dipped her fingers into Fiona's wet folds.
Fiona's eyes flickered at her quickly and Roni could see the squint of arousal despite how dim it was. Her wife's eyes turned back to the movie but her bottom lip sucked in between her teeth as she began to slide her fingers across her wife's slit. Fiona was wet, god she never failed to be wet for her, and Roni took full advantage. She rubbed soft circles over her clit, watching Fiona's side profile as she worked her up.
"You better not be this wet for Cary Grant," Roni whispered with a smirk as she leaned in and playfully tugged at Fiona's earlobe, earning a sassy little growl from her wife.
"More like for Sophia Loren," Fiona grinned but her eyes stayed glued to the screen and her hips began to squirm, begging for more friction.
"Bitch," Roni replied playfully before pushing her fingers down, sinking two inside of Fiona slowly. She loved the way she felt, tight and warm and only hers to pleasure. She loved it almost as much as she loved watching Fiona react to pleasure.
Fiona gasped before biting down on her lip, leaning back more on her elbows that propped her up, "At least I have a type."
"I'll give you that," Roni smirked and began to slowly move her fingers between her wife's legs under the covers, curling them slightly as she pulled out and pushed them back in. She knew how to work her up quickly, knew exactly how to get her off in a matter of a few minutes. It was a practice they'd come to perfect when Henry was a toddler and constantly barging in without warning.
"This is obscene," Fiona huffed as she became more worked up, feeling her toes curling and her hips moving with Roni's hand. She couldn't believe she was letting her wife do this to her here, in public. Before as the Dark Fairy she wouldn't have thought twice but that was her past and she knew what that type of uncontrolled behavior could bring. But Roni was so convincing and sexy and, oh, good with her hands.
"This is hot," Roni grinned and bit her bottom lip as she began to rock her hand inside of Fiona faster and harder, fingers curled, base of her palm hitting firmly on Fiona's clit, "God Fiona if we were at home right now-"
"Roni, I'm-oh-fuck," Fiona whispered quickly and gripped the blanket on the ground underneath them as her body began to tense, her belly began to burn and her hips seem to strain upward on their own. Roni's thrusting fingers began to make an erotic gushing noise, thankfully muffled by the cover, as she drove them into her wife's soaking wet sex. When she added a third finger and continued, Fiona's body began to tremble before her eyes clenched shut and her upper body curled up from the ground as she tended through her silent orgasm.
"Unnnnh!" Her sigh was loud when her body relaxed and her head fell back, eyes slowly opening and adjusting to the darkness again. She smirked lazily up at Roni who slowly slipped her hand out of her as she pressed a kiss to the side of Fiona's temple.
"Shhh baby, I'm trying to watch the movie," Roni whispered against the skin on her temple playfully at Fiona's panting, earning a slap on the hip.
