Authors note: Oh my god! Sorry I am so late with my saturday update! :( stupid school. Anyway thank you everyone so much for all your lovely reviews you guys are truly amazing! *giving you all hugs* (because I can ;) and here is the next chapter...warning! M rated! You have all been waiting for this! The time has finally come for Swan Queen!
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Regina quirked a disapproving eyebrow as she eyed the blond intensely. "Exactly how many of those have you had?" She questioned with a small nod towards the wine glass in Emma's grasp.
The blond shrugged, "I don't know...lots." She responded nonchalantly while her eyes scanned the bar in search of her old friends.
"Miss Swan, I highly suggest you limit your consumption because I don't want to be paying for your rehabilitation due to your repulsive addiction to alcohol." Regina offered with a knowing bitter smile, yet still managed to convey her message in a rather authoritative tone.
"Aaawww you care about me?" Emma mocked with a sarcastic smile as she placed a hand over her chest.
"God, no. I just don't want my colleagues to see that I have bad taste in women." The brunette replied with a cold smirk.
Emma stared at her blatantly and decided to ignore her remark. "Well..." She started before clearing her throat, "Liquor makes me happy, you...not so much." She grumbled into her glass while drawing in another few sips. Regina rolled her eyes at the remark.
Emma spotted her friends over by the bar and immediately set her glass on the table. "Hey, I'll be at the bar if you need me, they 're over there." She grinned while pointing behind her.
Regina waved a hand dismissively, "Don't worry, Miss Swan, I never forget a face although for you I'd be glad to make an exception." She responded with a bitter smile.
"Ha de ha ha, Madame Mayor. You're so hilarious, why don't you get your own show?!" Emma retorted while backing away from the Mayor who could only smirk at the stumbling blond.
I probably should have my own show.
...
The Mayor of Storybrooke silently sat with the other Mayors in a large circular booth while elegantly downing down her champagne. She couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly at the sight of the middle-aged men and women (except for Kyrah of course) who were depicting certain mannerisms and behaviours of a teenager. She had drifted off from the conversation long ago and instead had opted on fiddling with hands and letting herself drown in her ever-flowing thoughts.
Regina breathed out a heavy sigh before once again flicking her gaze over towards the bar. She scoffed at the sight of the three brunettes hanging off of Emma, almost on top of her in a rather enticing manner. It wouldn't have been a surprised to her if Emma and her dancer friends had the 'friends with benefits' tag on them. However, the unannounced sensation of jealousy sinking to the pit of her stomach proved controversial at the thought of such a notion.
"I need something stronger." She muttered under her breath before politely excusing herself from the booth and quickly heading over to the opposite end of the bar. The barman immediately came to her service with a broad-beaming grin and asked for her order.
"Just a vodka shot, thank you."
He nodded and began to grab her drink. Regina tapped her nails rhythmically along the surface of the bar as she waited for her drink. She heard a laughter fill the air and without any thought let her eyes wonder over to the source. The Mayor structured an impassive stance as she watched Emma interact with one of the women in a vibrant manner. However, unexpectedly Emma faced her way and their eyes became locked in a seemingly unbreakable gaze.
After a few moments which felt like hours on end, Regina diverted her eyes to her hands just as the barman placed the drink in front of her. She thanked him before he went to serve another customer. Regina without another thought scoffed down the shot and winced slightly as the acid-like liquid slid down her throat.
"I'm never doing that again."
...
5 shots later.
Regina's fingers ran unceremoniously through her brown locks and crept almost tantalisingly down her front as her body contorted provocatively in rhythm to the beat booming throughout the club. The lights had dimmed down dramatically with the occasional streaks of a vibrant green light flashing down onto the floor. The floor was packed at full capacity, it was literally body against body and on more than one occasion an unknown body was rocking into Regina's. Due to her submission to several shots of vodka about an hour ago she was quite oblivious to the action nor did she seem to mind.
She let her eyes flutter close and within a few seconds she became lost in the music as her hands roamed her own body. In a few movements she abruptly felt a strong pair of arms snake around her waist from behind. She immediately tensed at the touch, however, felt a familiar sensation arise from theit of her stomach. Yet she objected to the concept of an unknown person holding her. She was about to push them away when they whispered in her ear.
"I was wondering when those guys were going to get their hands off of you." Emma purred. It was completely and undoubtedly noticeable at how the brunette's rocking body had aroused the blond.
Regina without a second thought immediately relaxed into the embrace at the realisation that it was Emma. A low chuckle escaped her lips at the statement. "Jealous are we, dear?" She replied and slowly began to grind into the blond.
"Fuck yeah." Emma muttered and emulated the brunette's motions.
Emma gently pulled Regina closer to her in an attempt to achieve maximum contact. The brunette felt Emma's breasts push into her back and the action only made her grind harder into the blond. She felt the blond nibble on her exposed flesh at her neck. An inaudible moan flew from her lips and into the mass of sweating bodies at the contact.
Both women were now highly aroused and needed to claim as much contact as possible. Regina crouched a little lower and placed a hand on Emma's thigh. The blond kissed the side of her jaw line before trailing her teeth along her bare shoulder. Emma breathed in Regina's sweet apple scent before finding herself grunting in yearning pleasure.
"You are so beautiful." Emma sucked teasingly on her earlobe before trailing back down to her neck.
Regina pivoted in her position and threw her arms over Emma's shoulder now finally able to fully take in the sight of the evidently aroused blond. Emma instinctively wrapped her arms around the slim brunette and slowly cupped her bottom.
The Mayor smirked as they continued moving into each other, "Keep saying things like that and soon enough you'll find rule number 1 broken." She breathed against her lips.
Emma felt a sly grin reach her features, "Oh really now? Well in that case you are so sexy right now." She captured Regina's lips in a hungry kiss filled with underlying passion built up from weeks of pure torture.
A surprised gasp left Regina's lips as she felt Emma's tongue roam deep inside her. Their teeth gnawed together as the battle for dominance began . Regina held Emma's bottom lip with her teeth and briefly relished in the metallic taste that she had brought forward. Emma squeezed her ass which resulted in Regina jumping slightly, only pressing herself further into the blond as they lips stayed in tact.
The urgency for air became too great as Emma detached their lips but remained their closeness to inhale the much required oxygen. Regina breathed heavily on Emma's lips and relented in resting her forehead on Emma's as she caught her breath. The blond brought her right hand up and cupped Regina's face with her thumb rubbing ever so slightly over her cheek. The intimate contact caught Regina off guard, however, she felt her heart pound unstoppably at the gesture. Her usual instinct would have been to move away or scold the blond, yet this time with her mind not clear in judgement as an excuse she sunk into the comforting touch and hesitantly closed her eyes, her arms still tightly wrapped around the blond's neck.
"This isn't going to end well, is it?" Emma whispered and continued to caress Regina's soft skin underneath her thumb.
The Mayor's dilated brown eyes slowly unveiled themselves and immediately locked with Emma's green pair. It was like looking in a reflection. Regina could see the pain, fear and doubt through her eyes. It made her heart clench. This time though she was willing to give Emma an honest answer.
Regina shook her head in exhaustion, "No, it's not. If anything it's going to get worse." She murmured softly with no sign of her usual mayoral tone of voice. She twirled a piece of Emma's golden locks through her fingers, "Let's go say goodbye to the other Mayor's and then we'll head to the hotel." She commanded, however, her voice lacked any authority she attempted to display. She slowly released her hold on the blond and began to walk off the dance floor. The warm presence now replaced by a lonely chill.
...
They both stood quietly at opposite ends of the elevator each waiting patiently for their floor to be the next one. The tensison had been growing ever since they left the dance floor and Emma was sure that it was now at its peak. The alcohol and the current situation was doing her head absolutely no favours at all. It was all too much with the added fact that she was so exhausted. Regina on the other hand had trained herself to handle copious amounts of alcohol so the effects weren't nearly as severe as the blond's. She had a rather stoic expression due to their current predicament they were facing in regards to their feelings for one another. It was all getting way out of hand.
The elevator rang and both women walked out and down the hall rather mindlessly in search of the room Regina had booked them.
"I'm so tired. Is 'am' even the morning one?" Emma mumbled while resisting the urge to slump against the walls of the corridor and fall into a deep slumber.
"Miss Swan, are you always this dumb or is today a special occasion?" Regina sneered in irritation. She may not have been as inebriated as the escort but that didn't mean she wasn't as tired as her.
Emma scrunched her eyebrows at the respone. "Hey...I don't appreciate you answering my question with another question. Not cool." She shook her head but regretted the motion as her head began to pound with pain.
"The last thing I want to do is hurt you in a vulnerable state, but it's still on the list." Regina snapped as she swiped her card into the slot. The light flashed green and she went into the room and immediately began unpacking her backpack for her night clothing.
"Kinky, Madame Mayor." Emma responded with a wink as she dawlded into the room. Regina grumbled under her breath but failed to openly respond to the blond's remark.
Emma collapsed on her own king sized bed and closed her eyes, "Regina?..." She groaned into her pillow.
The Mayor rolled her eyes at the blond splayed across the bed, "Yes, Miss Swan?" She muttered.
"Regina?..." Emma muttered again.
"What?! Miss Swan." Regina fired back at the rather deceased looking blond, it was evident that her patience was going very thin.
"Regina?..."
"What. Is. It!?" She spoke through gritted teeth.
Emma lifted her head off of her pillow and looked expectantly at the brunette with a questioning expression. "If you choke a smurf, what colour does it turn?" She inquired with a curious look.
Regina threw her arms up in the air in frustration at the juvenile question. "You are a waste of time. I don't know why I even waste my breath." She snapped. Regina was currently contemplating on whether to just throw the woman off the balcony. However, the thought of herself in an orange jumpsuit made her feel disgusted, she shivered at the idea. Maybe not. Orange is definitely not my colour.
"I'm heading for a shower. I really hope you're unconscious by the time I'm out." Regina grabbed her nightwear before walking over to the bathroom and leaving Emma alone to her thoughts.
Emma quickly sat up, "Finally she's gone. Just having her in the room makes me feel on edge" She muttered to herself and began to strip herself of her pink dress and instead opted for a white tanktop and black boy shorts. She hopped back on her bed and laid down only to stare up at the ceiling. The thought of sleeping seemed like a wonderful idea, however, tonight's events resurfaced in her mind and within a few moments she suddenly found herself very...
"Oh, great...now I'm horny." Emma grunted and took a pillow to cover her face.
Only a few moments later did she hear a certain buzzing noise come from her backpack. What wonderful timing. Now, slightly flushed and infuriated she tossed the pillow aside aiming for her bag.
"Oh, shut it, Roger."
...
It was a strange silence. Both women were currently laying in their own beds while mindlessly staring at the ceiling. They were both so tired and physically exhausted that sleep seemed like the best solution, however, neither of them could just close their eyes and drift off into a deep slumber. Their bodies wouldn't allow it. It was a cold night in Boston and Regina couldn't help but shiver slightly at the cool draft.
Emma felt lifeless as she laid there her mind too focused on an ever-ending chain of thoughts. One thought lead to another and then to another and then to Regina and then...hold up, Regina? A perplexed expression engulfed her face as her eyebrows furrowed at the sudden thought of Regina.
She turned her head to the left and was surprised to see the brunette in the same position as her, staring up at the ceiling. Emma turned her head back and drawed in a deep breath.
"I'm forever blowing bubbles, pretty bubbles in the air. They fly so high, nearly reach the sky, and like my dreams, they fade and die." Emma murmured the lyrics of the anthem of West Ham United. It was a song she had always loved when she was younger. She could feel Regina's eyes bore into her.
"I'm sure Simon Cowell will tell you, you have the X Factor." Regina gave a light chuckle.
"Yeah, course he would! I have some natural talents, you know?" Emma rolled her body onto its side to face Regina, who after a few moments emulated the movement.
"Oh really?" Regina quirked an eyebrow.
Emma nodded enthusiastically, "My fine dancing skills tonight would be one of them." She smirked into the night.
Regina made an affirmative humming noise at the memory that only happened a few hours ago. "I unfortunately would have to agree." She breathed out while staring intently at the blond whose grin became even wider. Emma noticed Regina shiver slightly and pull the blankets up to her chin to stop further warmth from escaping the bed.
"Are you cold?" Emma asked in a slightly concerned manner.
"It's just a litte nippy, that's all." She spoke in an almost dismissive manner.
Emma smirked, "Want to be cuddle buddies?" She asked in a high pitched voice but still managed to convey her heavy weighed sarcasm through her tone.
"That is the most absurd idea I've heard all night." Regina scoffed.
Emma nodded, "I agree. Do you want me to come hold you?" She suggested in a neutral tone.
Regina caught Emma's eyeline and shook her head slightly, "No, thank you. I'll be fine, Miss Swan." She responded in a professional manner which resulted in Emma rolling her eyes at the mayoral type response.
Emma raised a sceptical eyebrow, "Sure you will. Do you want me to lie next to you then? No touching." She offered once again attempting to show Regina that this is what a nice human being would do.
They stared at each other for a few minutes without a word uttered between them. Regina let out an exasperated sigh and moved onto the otherside of the bed. Emma took the silent movement as a 'yes'. Regina was in the midst of scolding herself for allowing her walls to drop when she felt the bed shift. Instinctively her body tensed for a moment as she felt Emma's presence next to her.
"Keep to your side, Miss Swan." Regina spoke sternly as she did not want the blond invading her personal space while she was unconscious.
Emma nodded, "Sure. If that's what you want." She replied while facing Regina's back. It was odd, although she was relatively further than an arms length from the brunette she could feel their exchanging of body warmth.
Regina was alarmed by the response and with a questioning look she turned over to face the startled blond.
"Exactly what are you implying, Miss Swan?" She fired back.
Emma shrugged, "Nothing. I'm just trying to give you what you want." She gave a weak smile towards the brunette.
Regina gave a tight lipped smile, "Yes, I forgot for a moment there. You're an escort. You serve everyones needs, all different kinds I'm sure." She sneered.
Emma let out a deep sigh in an effort to ebb her anger away at the comment. "Regina, for the hundrenth time I'm not a prostitute. I don't kiss, i don't touch unless I'm paid extra, I have never slept with a client and I certainly do not sleep in the same bed as them." She stated in slight irritation that Regina had still perceived her as being a promiscuous woman.
Regina blatantly stared at her, "Then what exactly are doing here with me?" She asked gently while immediately avoiding eye contact with the blond.
Emma contemplated on what she was going to say next. Her hand searched under the covers and came in contact with one of Regina's cold hands. The brunette let Emma lace her fingers with her own and relished in her warmth.
"You make me feel something that I haven't felt in a while." Emma murmured tentatively in the darkness.
It took Regina a few moments to register her words. "Emma..." She trailed while removing her hand from the grasp.
"I know. I know..." Emma breathed out. "This would be unprofessional and you wouldn't approve." She continued.
The blond glanced between Regina and the ceiling before finally settling on the brunette. Regina knew it would be best if she remained silent along with implementing an impassive expression across her face as she watched the blond in thought.
Emma hesitantly shuffled closer to the woman. There was no longer a large gap separating them but merely a hand's length. Emma gazed into Regina's eyes and saw her pupils dilate. Her hard edged mask slowly began to deform as the blond leaned in closer. Emma's gaze flicked from Regina's lips to her eyes numerous times before she crashed her lips on the brunette's.
Their lips moulded together with their lips moving in sync. Regina ran a hand through the blond's locks and gripped her hair roughly. Emma moaned into the kiss as she felt a jolt run down to her core. She threw the blankets off and straddled the brunette but still kept their lips attached to one another's. Emma ran her hands down her arms and pushed her wrists onto the bed as she placed wet kisses along her neck.
Regina's eyes rolled into the back of her head, "Just when I thought you were submissive." She smirked.
Emma released a breathy chuckle, "You thought wrong, dear." She emphasised the Mayor's knowning endearment in a sultry tone. It sent Regina to the edge. Emma quickly reattached their lips seconds later already missing the contact.
The kiss was a phenomenon in itself, just like it had been each and every other times they had kissed. But there was something in this one that was different, even from the last. In this one Emma could taste the pure intent of Regina, the heat and the almost defeat to the gravity between them. It was intoxicating, and with every second Emma began to get drunk on Regina's want.
Regina unknown to anyone craved the woman on top of her so badly, so strongly, that she let herself be overcome. She began to kiss back more fervently. She let her slight disorientation and doubt wither and crumple in the face of feeling Emma's mouth attached to her own, her body pressed against hers. It sent chilling shivers down her spine, feeling the desirable heat from Emma's body and oddly loving the weight of it pressed into her. Before she knew it, her hands had weaved into golden locks, urging Emma closer, their kisses turning into hot, wet, open mouthed demands, like they couldn't hold back, just wanted to consume one another.
Regina hurriedly moved her hands to the base of Emma's tank top and lifting it up and over her head with Emma's assistance leaving her in a black lacy bra. Regina's eyes darkened with desire at the sight. The blond lent down and re-captured the lips before her while untying the Mayor's black silk robe. Regina had other ideas as her hands manoeuvred to Emma's back and she unclasped her bra, sending it flying to the otherside of the room. Regina then rolled them over so now she was on top. She shrugged her own robe off and tossed it somewhere else. She trailed wet kisses down the blonds' front before taking hold of her underwear and shorts, pulling them off hungrily. Regina also quickly discarded the rest of her clothing and hovered over the blond with their naked bodies moulded together.
Tongues roamed and duelled for dominance. It sent pangs of lust shooting down to Emma's core, the heated coil tightening up with every second. She enjoyed the sensation of being pinned by Regina, having her weight push into her, the brunette invaded her mouth. Everything was pumping and pulsating, senses heightened, arousal so powerful that it pushed past the limit it had ever reached before. Regina was making her come alive, making every single fibre inside of her buzz with delightful electric.
It was a combination of Regina's mouth moving to explore Emma's exposed neck and her hands cupping her right breast that made the the blond buck against her as she moaned, her head tilting sideways in order to give Regina the access she was seeking. It wasn't often that she let herself lose control, that she willingly let go of it, but she could feel herself letting go.
Emma flipped them over and Regina could feel the world around her dissolving, taking away the reasons that she needed to be in control. She could give it to Emma, could surrender to her, and let herself feel and experience rather than analyse every thought that surfaced to her mind, however, she knew it would be a lifetime until that would or could happen.
She reacted off instinctual need; pulling Emma down even more into her, their breasts colliding eliciting low moans from both women, both needing to feel the potency of skin on skin. Despite the passion they had shared in those all too brief moments, it was nothing compared to now. In this moment her entire body was humming, the ache chased away by Emma's touches, her mere presence. She had never even felt like this with Daniel, with no one. This was the first time in what felt like forever that something had felt so right, that something had felt so amazing, so potent. It was quite the ironic contrast because it was so wrong. Emma was Snow White's daughter, she was the Saviour while she was the Evil Queen.
Leaving her thoughts behind Regina kissed Emma again, this time a little slowly, but still as deep. It was starting to become too intimate. Regina's hands weaved into blond hair, pulling Emma in closer as the older woman's fingers began to trail down her body. They remained there for a few moments, lost in the kiss that became its own force of nature.
As both of them panted, their private atmosphere ignited with merciless desire, Regina gazed into the emerald pair above her. Hungry, appreciative eyes swept the blond's figure, not objectively but oddly with reverence. Emma also let every detail of awe and respect and desire sweep through her eyes for Regina to see, she didn't squirm at the intense intimacy it caused. In fact the intimacy was one of the things she loved most about sex, it turned her on, and given the level of it right now, she was on fire. Regina on the other hand found that intimacy for them specifically in the current moment was a very bad idea that would more than likely end horribly, however, she was powerless to stop it. Seeing Regina like this made Emma's throat go dry, practically made her dizzy. She was truly stunning, her perfectly sculpted body, her soft olive skin so tempting and mouth watering.
Regina reached out, skimming her fingertips along the blond's abdomen, up along her breast and along her collarbone. Still skimming the soft skin, she retracted her path and trailed her fingers to the blond's core in a teasing manner. Emma's breath hitched in her throat at the overwhelming contact. The Mayor roamed her fingers through the woman's slick and most sensitive area before sliding two fingers into her.
"Oh my god" Emma forced out at the sudden intrusion. Regina bit her lip as she began to set a rhythm. However, It wasn't long before the blond hungrily slipped her fingers through the Mayor's soaked folds and found her sensitive spot. She caught Regina off guard and her eyes closed in pleasure with a moan slipping from her lips at the contact. A thin sheet of sweat glazed their bodies. They were pumping numerous digits into one another at a fast and furious pace. Emma gulped suddenly as she felt the building pleasure ripple slightly in her stomach muscles. She trailed her lips along the side of the Mayor's face and with her thumb began furiously rubbing at her clit. Regina's body jerked slightly, the powerful pressure and pleasure began pulsing through her body.
"Oh my god...I'm going to..." She panted breathlessly her eyes shut tight.
"I know...me too." Emma responded shakily.
Regina pumped her fingers faster inside the blond and the palm of her hand rubbed her clit. Within seconds both woman squealed silently at the orgasm rippling through their whole body. Emma felt a warm liquid seep down her fingers that were embedded in Regina. The Mayor cautiously removed her fingers from inside the blond which only caused her to jerk slightly. Emma did the same. She rested her elbows on either side of the brunette keeping herself hovering over her. They were both panting heavily and still in a daze from the phenomenal climax. The best either of them had undoubtedly ever experienced.
Emma rolled the brunette and onto her side in an attempt to one give the Mayor some space and two, catch her breath. She pulled the sheets back up covering both of them as the cool air looming in the room met their bodies.
Regina shook her head. She was disgusted with herself at how far she went tonight. This was never meant to happen yet it felt like she was on top of the world. Despite her physical craving for the blond, well that was what she was trying to tell herself, that it was only a physical attraction she was adamant to not let anything like this happen again.
"Miss Swan, this can't hap-"
Emma interrupted her, "Please. Please don't ruin it." She practically pleaded. It was something Regina had never seen before as Emma gazed at her sincerely. She gave a curt nod and with a small covered yawn she rolled onto her side facing away from Emma.
Moments passed before she felt the blond pressed up against her from behind. Her breath tickling her ear. She felt the blond place a kiss on her shoulder with her arms securely wrapped around her. As much as she denied it, she couldn't help but relish in the warm touch that sent a whole new set of shivers around her body. With one last thought in her mind she closed her eyes and let her body drift into a peaceful unconscious slumber.
What do you think!?
Did i do them justice in the bedroom!? ;)
Oh my god, what about the dancing!? How was it?
did I succeed in overall? :/
is that even how you spell succeed?