NOTE: I know, I know, I am a horrible person for not updating this sooner. But sometimes when you aren't feeling a story, you need to set it aside until you do.

Emma was beyond frustrated. Ever since that night at Regina's – a night she thought she had the upper hand when she cuffed Regina to the bed, but was pleasantly surprised by Regina turning things around on her. That night had been the start of something so incredibly sexy, but ever since then she and the mayor had been unable to find the time to finish what they started.

That night she had to leave because of a report of shots fired on the other end of town. It turned out it was two drunk idiots who thought it would be a fun idea to try and shoot a beer can on each other's shoulder. It ended exactly as one would expect – with a drunken idiot at the hospital getting a bullet removed from his shoulder and the other drunken idiot in her jail cell. It all meant a lot of paperwork for her.

Then the next day there was a water main break that took out water service to half the town and Regina had to handle the situation, which by all accounts she did masterfully. She went as far as opening her home to people that had to take showers, and from her own money had Granny cater food for the water department workers who were going around the clock to repair it.

Then Henry got sick with the flu. Even though Emma hung out at Regina's house playing video games with him to cheer him up, they still never had the opportunity or at that point the desire to even touch each other.

It seemed like fate was thwarting their every move. The closest they got in nearly two weeks was a super quick make out session in the bathroom at city hall before a public safety committee meeting.

All of it combined to make Emma frustrated. Sure she could take care of herself, and had on several occasions, but that isn't what she wanted. She wanted Regina. She wanted the other woman crying out her name in pleasure. She wanted Regina down on her knees, her tongue inside Emma's pussy. She wanted take Regina so fast and hard she wouldn't be able to sit comfortably for a week.

She needed to have her – now.

…

Regina couldn't believe the bad luck that seemed to be striking all around her lately. If it wasn't one thing, it was another. She wished for a couple hours of normal. At this rate she would take a few hours of normal.

It didn't help matters that she was sexually frustrated to the point of tearing her hair out. Ever since that first time with Emma, it was like she couldn't turn off the part of her mind and body that craved sex. She had never been in this position before – a position where she felt like some 17-year-old boy who got an erection every time a pretty girl walked past. In her case, it wasn't any pretty girl, it was Emma Swan.

Last night there was a fire at a house that was thankfully currently not occupied. Regina went to check on the situation and there was Emma directing traffic through the residential neighborhood so the firefighters could do their jobs. The flames from the fire seemed to illuminate every part of Emma's body. And the heat Regina was feeling had little to do with the fire itself.

If there weren't so many people around she would have begged Emma to come back to her car with her for a quickie.

The thoughts had even invaded her dreams. Some of the things she had woken up to – her body slick with sweat and her breathing faster than normal – fueled her to her own self-gratification.

But that isn't what she wanted.

She wanted Emma – now.

…

It was Friday night and Regina was doing some laundry. Emma had picked Henry up after school since it was her weekend with him so Regina had the house to herself – a prospect that she found increasingly lonely.

There was a knock at the back door which startled her and she walked over to it, pushing aside the curtain to see Emma standing there. She quickly opened it, "is Henry ok?"

"Yes, he's fine," Emma said. "I dropped him off at my parent's. His grandfather is taking him camping for the weekend."

"The whole weekend?"

"They will be back on Sunday," Emma said, forcing Regina back into the house. "How many orgasms do you think we can have in that amount of time?"

Regina answered her by kissing her, wrapping her arms behind Emma's neck and pulling her in closer.

"Damn woman," Emma said after that initial kiss.

"Sorry," Regina said. "I just …"

"Oh, you don't have to apologize. That was a good damm. What were you doing before I got here?" she asked seeing a shirt in Regina's hand.

"Laundry."

"Is that so? Show me,"

Regina looked at her in confusion but obliged the request. She got back to the laundry room and Emma turned her around and picked her up, sitting her on top of the washer. She hit one of the buttons to get it started and pulled Regina's face down into a kiss. The washer was top-of-the-line so it didn't make hardly any noise, but Regina could feel the vibration of it as she sat there.

"Shirt off," Emma commanded, and Regina hastily complied, unbuttoning it and tossing it on the floor. Emma felt along her bare sides as they kissed again. She slowly brought her hand around to Regina's back touching every part of her skin that she could. She was standing in between Regina's spread legs and as soon as she reached up and unhooked Regina's bra and took it off she stepped back.

"The rest of it, off,"

Regina unbuttoned her pants, lifted up her butt and pulled them and the panties off as quickly as she could. Once she was completely nude Emma took up her position again, using her fingers to rub along her slit, while licking at one of her nipples.

"Emma," Regina breathed out, and Emma felt her own pussy clench at the sound of her name coming from those lips. Deciding Regina was wet enough already, and in no mood to prolong things, Emma impaled her on two of her finger causing her to cry out once again this time with noises that were meaningless except to voice her pleasure.

Emma went fast and hard and soon added a third finger. "Look at me," she said, and Regina locked eyes with her. "When you cum, you say my name. Do you understand?"

"Yes,"

"That's good baby. Don't you forget that. I want you to say the name of her person who is bringing you some much pleasure, who is going to fuck you so many times this weekend that you are going to have to call in sick on Monday just to rest. Your body belongs to me and only me. Tell me, who does your body belong to?"

"You," Regina barely got out as Emma thrust into her extra hard.

"That's right baby. Only I can give you pleasure like this. Only me."

Regina bit her lip knowing her orgasm was imminent.

"Let go," Emma said seeing Regina was trying to hold off. "Cum for me baby."

"Oh … Emma," Regina called out as her pussy spasmed around Emma's fingers. Emma pulled them out immediately and licked them off.

She then backed up, pulling her own clothes off until she was standing there nude. Regina raked her eyes up and down the musculature toned features of Emma Swan and jumped down from the washer. Emma hadn't said anything, but Regina could almost read her mind as she sunk to her knees. She didn't mind at all, she had thought about Emma's scent, her taste for days, and now it was hers.

She dipped her tongue in and then pulled it back into her mouth to relish that taste for a moment before she pushed her tongue back in.