Alternate for Chapter 20 (Magic Strap On Sex instead of Magic Penis)

Regina took a deep breath when she heard the name that Emma had picked out. She knew that no matter what happened, if they got back to their own Storybrooke, or if they were stuck where they were, that Emma was everything her heart could ever ask for. Her home was wherever she was.

"Emma," Regina moved close to her wife, placing a chaste kiss to her lips, "Rocinante is a perfect name."

Chapter 20B : Coffee Date

"Really? David said it was a stupid name, but then again he named my baby brother after the guy who left me pregnant and in jail for a year, so his opinion on names is worthless." Emma laughed as Regina walked back over to the steed to pet its muzzle.

Overwhelmed by emotion, Regina closed her eyes for a minute and spent a moment to remember her best friend whom she sacrificed for the curse. She was jolted out of her thoughts when she heard a light jingling sound from behind her. The Mayor turned to see Emma holding a brown leather halter in her hands with a smile on her face as she spoke, "Let's go for a walk, shall we?"

Emma tossed the halter over Rocinante's head and fiddled with the buckles, after a little while of trial and error, the horse snorted and kicked the front of the stall to signal his impatience with the blonde. "Hey! C'mon don't be like that, I'm trying to impress someone right now."

The horse shook his head free of the halter and caught the leather in his mouth as it was falling off his muzzle. He yanked it away from Emma and turned to nudge Regina with it. She removed it from his mouth and smoothly secured it on his head "I'm sorry, Rocinante, Emma really is trying. You should be a little nicer to her, since she was the one who found you."

The horse whinnied and snorted back at Emma, "Regina, I'm pretty sure he just gave me cut-eye."

"Don't be ridiculous." Regina picked up the lead and attached it to the front of the halter and passed it to the Sheriff, "Why don't you try to lead him?" She opened the stall and Emma gently guided the horse out.

"Hey, I'm not too bad at this!" Rocinante walked behind the blonde happily along the trail outside the stables, "You know, Mary Margaret was the one who told me that you were amazing with horses. She told me that you once saved her life by chasing down her runaway horse."

"Oh? When did she tell you this?" Regina asked while Emma passed her the lead.

The Sheriff hooked her thumbs in her pocket while they walked along the trail that led into the forest, "We talked about it when we were trapped in the Enchanted Forest shortly after the curse broke. She told me stories about how you were gentle and kind to her even though now she realizes that you were trapped in a prison."

Regina looked off into the distance as they walked for several minutes in silence, with only the sounds of the birds chirping and Rocinante's hooves clipping the ground.

Emma patted the barrel of the young horse, "Mary Margaret also told me that when you were on a horse galloping along the castle grounds, you were so carefree and happy. So when I saw this guy, I immediately thought of you. At first I figured to leave him as a wild horse because I thought he'd be happier that way. At the start we just left a trough full of oats, fruit and straw for him to eat. Then he kept following us and nudging David's shoulder." Emma rubbed the back of her head, "I know it's silly but I decided to ask him directly 'do you want to come home with us?' and he stomped his foot twice and nodded...or at least I think he nodded."

"I think he'll be quite happy here, the plains of Storybrooke aren't exactly horse friendly." Regina looked the horse over, "By his build, I can infer that he's not a wild horse anyways. That means he was probably abandoned and stumbled his way over here."

"But who in Storybrooke would abandon a horse?"

Pondering the question Regina switched the hand holding the lead, "I think he might have come from somewhere else, perhaps a loose horse from a farm somewhere else in Maine. From the looks of him though, it has been a long time since he was in a loving home."

The two women reached a small clearing surrounded by trees with a small pond in the middle. Emma saw a fallen log that sat by the water and stepped towards it, signaling for the two to join her.

Regina led the horse over to the water to drink and let go of the lead, tying the end loosely around a branch sticking out from the log. She moved to where Emma was and as she was about to sit down when the blonde pulled off her t-shirt, leaving her only with a thin black spaghetti strap tank top. The blonde winked and laid the shirt on top of the old log, "We wouldn't want your regal ass to get a splinter, would we, Your Majesty?"

"Oh aren't you just the epitome of chivalry, Sheriff." Regina gave her a quick kiss on the lips as she sat down onto the shirt.

Emma sighed contently at the contact, "Not to ruin the mood, but how did this guy just wander into our little magical town?"

She watched the horse happily drink the water and graze on the plants around him, "Without the barrier from the curse, animals as well as people can pass through."

"Like Greg and Tamara?" Emma asked with concern.

"Yes. In our Storybrooke, I was working on a cloaking spell that blocked out any magic that would appear to strangers. Here it seems to be active, and there are glamour spells in place for non-human residents."

The blonde picked at the bark of the log beside her, "That's what you were talking to Blue about right? Which reminds me, that fire from the convent started in her office. Which makes it highly suspicious."

"You think it could have been targeted by someone?"

"Yeah, but I need more time to figure it out, I need to check in the past records to see if there were any aggravated attempts against the Fairies, or even just Blue," Emma looked directly into Regina's eyes and smirked, "Cause you know, Blue is one shady bitch. I still don't know how she just appears out of nowhere and remember when August was turned back into a child? I don't want to even get started on that."

Regina straightened her posture, "I wouldn't know, I believe that was after I found out that the imp was my son's biological grandfather but before I was being tortured by the interracial vigilante duo." She paused for a second, "It seems I was rather busy that week."

The younger woman's voice softened, "I'm so sorry, Regina, I didn't get to you sooner. You shouldn't have had to go through that kind of pain."

She leaned close to the blonde, "It wasn't your fault. I'm just glad you found me."

"Well you know me, I will always find y—"

Regina pinched Emma's lips closed with her thumb and index finger, "Please don't finish that sentence." She let go and contemplated the conversation, "Emma I have something to tell you, but I think we need to leave Storybrooke for this conversation."

Taking note of the desperation and anxiousness in her wife's voice, Emma nodded. "Alright, let's head back."

"Are you serious? We drove a half hour outside Storybrooke because you want to go here for our super serious talk?" Emma pressed the alarm on her car and it armed with a beep.

Regina walked to the door and held it open for the Sheriff, "Yes, I feel like this would be the appropriate place to talk about this. More than likely people will just think I am pitching you an idea for my new screenplay or fan fiction or something equally pretentious along those lines."

The blonde tilted her head slightly and took in the mixed crowd of businessmen, students, and a myriad of people who were typing away furiously on their laptops, "I guess you're right, Starbucks does seem like the place where we can openly talk about magical time travel and no one would even think twice."

The Mayor headed towards the front cash, "Dear, I'm sure we can even talk about how to methodically dismember someone from head to toe and create some sort of fine dining dish and no one would care."

"Wow, settle down there, Hannibal."

The barista looked up at the brunette and smiled, "Hi! What can I get for you today?"

"I would like a venti soy hot chocolate, half sweet, extra hot, no foam, add a shot of espresso, light whip cream topped with cinnamon, a touch of caramel and sea salt." Regina opened her purse and pulled out her wallet to pay.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but we don't carry the sea salt anymore, it has been discontinued…would you like the drink anyways?" The barista smiled brightly at the brunette.

"Are you asking me if I would like something other than what I ordered?" Regina's eyes burned, "How is salt discontinued," She squinted at the name tag and scoffed, "Blaize? Oh please, is that the name you use to sing songs barefoot in the park with your severely damaged and out of tune guitar?"

"Hey Regina, he's just trying to do his job." Emma held up the bag of McDonalds she hand in her hand, "Just stir a fry into the hot chocolate, it'll do the same thing."

"It is bad enough that we had to stop to get your ridiculously greasy food, I don't need your advice on how to inject fat directly into my arteries." She looked at the blonde who had a goofy smile on her face. She didn't know why but she could never stay mad when she saw it. She let out a long sigh and turned back to the barista, "Get me that drink, without the salt." She felt a tiny prod to her side from the Sheriff, "…please."

The man behind the counter let out a boisterous laugh before calling out the order and smiling back at the Mayor, "Your order will be available over at the pickup counter."

She paid for her order and moved to the side as Emma stepped up to the cash, "Hi, I would like a large macho frapp or whatever."

The two women grabbed their orders at the pickup and sat down at a table in the back corner of the coffee shop. Regina opened the lid to her drink to cool it off as the Sheriff chuckled at the frown the Mayor had on her face. "Well that was painless."

"I still don't know how salt is discontinued." She took a sip of her drink, unaware of the tiny bit of whipped cream that dotted her nose.

Emma laughed wholeheartedly, pulling a few fries from the paper bag as she eyed the open drink in front of the Mayor.

"Don't. You. Dare!" Regina tried to cover her drink with the lid but was too slow to avoid Emma swishing the fries around in the hot chocolate and then promptly eating them.

She placed a tiny kiss on the brunette's nose to wipe away the spec of whipped cream on her nose. "The fries were pretty good, you should really try them with ice cream, it's freakin amazing!" Emma shoved a few more fries in her mouth as she pulled out the Big Mac box and opened the lid, dumping the rest of the fries into the empty side, "I'm shurprished that you're letting me eat thish shtuff."

Regina picked up a fry and ate it daintily, "Well once in a while doesn't hurt, and besides, I don't dictate what you choose to eat, I can only ask that you watch your health…I don't want to lose you due to avoidable situations. Also, can you and Henry somehow learn how to not talk with your mouth full?"

Gulping down the rest of the half masticated fries in her mouth, the blonde looked over at her wife apologetically, "I'm sorry."

"I have a theory now that we're outside of Storybrooke." Regina wrapped her hand around the paper cup and took a sip of the drink, "Do you notice anything different about me, Sheriff?"

Swallowing a bite of her burger, Emma tilted her head as she looked the brunette over, "New haircut?"

Regina pointed to her left ring finger, "Our rings seem to have disappeared, Miss Swan."

The blonde's eyes went wide as she dropped the burger back into the box and stared at her hands, "Wait…what?! I have to admit, I feel a little naked without them now."

"My theory is that we aren't stuck in a time loop, it has to be a spell over Storybrooke. I felt the rings' power fade when we crossed the town line." Regina tapped her ring finger nervously, "I was worried that my connection to you would also fade as we kept driving away from the city…"

Emma moved her hand told hold Regina's, "Hey, I'm still here. And I don't know about you, but I'm still crazy about you."

Regina brushed the back of Emma's hand with her thumb, "I am too, I guess I can sleep soundly knowing that it isn't some spell that has us fall in love."

"We both know it's my dashing good looks that did it." Emma wiggled her eyebrows, something that the brunette was starting to find unbelievably adorable.

The Mayor scoffed as she took another sip, "Is that a line that you picked up whilst dabbling with the pirate for those few months?"

Emma laughed, ignoring the question, "So I have a question for you, why would the rings disappear, instead of just becoming powerless?"

"I believe it could be because they don't exist yet."

The blonde pondered for a moment, "But when we went to Bangor for Henry's game? When he left Storybrooke he didn't turn into a 12 year old boy?"

"Yes because he is fully affected by the spell, while I think we are not. So anything related to us directly will dissappear when we leave. I didn't notice that our rings went missing when we watched his football game."

"But then how were they in the finals of the state championship when they technically don't exist outside the spell?" Emma asked confused about the situation.

Regina tapped her chin in thought, trying to figure out the best way to explain the situation, "It's a ripple effect, it's the same reason why you weren't affected when you and Henry's memories were erased. It also rearranged your histories. It's complex I know but it's the nature of these kinds of spells."

Emma tried to put everything together when she got an idea. She pulled her wallet from her back pocket and rifled through the cards finally locating her driver's license.

MASSACHUSETTS

DRIVERS LICENSE

EXP 10-22-2015 DOB 10-22-1983

SWAN

EMMA

1205-135 Clarendon St

Boston, MA

02116-6592

"Wow, I haven't seen my old condo address for a few years now. Which reminds me I need to renew my license soon…and probably change my address now that Storybrooke's a real town." Emma handed the license over to the other woman who looked over her photo.

"Well this is certainly not a flattering photo of you here, Miss Swan." She handed the card back, "Which makes me wonder, did you ever sell the condo you had in Boston?"

Emma laughed, "No, I rented it out. I bought it back in 2008 when the stocks crashed really bad. I guess working in 'cash only' really paid off during that time. The tenants were really nice when Henry and I apparently moved to New York because of our 'apartment catching fire and destroying everything we had'. In my mind I kept the condo as a rental property. I lived on the streets long enough that I never wanted to be in debt to anyone ever again."

Regina's voice dropped to a growl, "Do you know what infinitely turns me on, Sheriff?"

"What would that be, Madam Mayor?" Emma reciprocated in the same tone.

The Mayor leaned over the table and whispered seductively into the blonde's ear, brushing the shell of it with her lips, "Financial. Responsibility."

"Oh you are one naughty government official, aren't you?" Emma raised an eyebrow and took a gulp of her now almost melted blended drink, "Maybe we should head back to my place and have sex on a pile of money I've earned through dividends."

The older woman laughed wholeheartedly, "I feel that we may be getting off topic. I actually wanted to talk to you about something else, before I noticed the rings disappearing. It's about that silver box you told me about a few nights ago."

"The enchilada box? What about it?"

"After you left the Town Hall Meeting, it somehow appeared on top of my paperwork. Almost as if someone placed it there purposefully." Regina started to tap her fingers again nervously, even with the absence of the rings.

Emma leaned back in her chair and draped her arm over the back of it, "So it's real? Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

"I…I didn't know how to explain it to you. When I picked it up the box froze and took my power from me. I couldn't use any magic while it was in my possession." She looked away from the blonde and concentrated on the passing cars on the other side of the window, "I didn't want to worry you until I had more information on what it was."

"Wait, you're telling me this box has the power to nullify yours? Do you realize how dangerous that is? What if something happened to you?!What if it was in someone else's hands!? That means that they know EXACTLY what this thing can do and they just gave it back?!" Emma stopped to catch her breath and lowered her voice, "This means that someone knows we're here. We need to be mindful of everyone around us now."

"There's only one person I can think of who would have a relic like that." Regina looked back at her wife, "Gold."

"I kinda find it odd that we haven't run into him since we got here almost a week ago."

Taking the final sip from her coffee, the Mayor set the cup down with a hallow thud against the table, "I think we need to go pay him a visit."

Driving over the town line, a rush of magic flowed through the women as they re-entered Storybrooke, "Hey look! Our rings are back! I never felt so happy to not have control over a situation!" Emma exclaimed happily, placing her hand palm up on the brunette's thigh.

Regina placed her palm onto hers and laced their fingers together, "I am happy here as well, Emma, but we do have to go back eventually."

"I know." There was a silence that filled the car, "Hey can you call Belle? We should figure out where Gold is."

"They're divorced, remember? And the Pawn shop is gone now. Apparently he's turned into a bit of a recluse since the separation."

Emma frowned, "Hmm, I guess can we head home first before we go on a search for him? It's only like 1 pm and I need to change, these jeans are uncomfortable."

"Yes, why are you wearing loose fit jeans? I thought you were only happy in jeans that continually threatened the efficiency of your circulatory system." Regina half smiled as she turned to face the blonde, giving her hand a little squeeze of affection.

Emma blushed furiously, "Uh…cause I thought we were going to spend a bit more time near the stables."

They pulled into the mansion's driveway and the two headed towards the front door. Regina pushed it open and was immediately pushed back against the door the moment she walked through, "Em-"

Her exclamation was cut short with a pair of lips on hers. Emma reached behind the Mayor and turned the deadbolt to lock the door, "Now I think there was mention earlier of a debt that needs to be repaid…" Emma kissed along the column of the brunette's neck eliciting a moan from her wife.

The blonde leaned down and hooked her hand behind the older woman's knees, lifting her up and pressing her against the door. The Mayor responded by wrapping her legs around the Sheriff's waist while she pulled her into a passionate kiss, "Upstairs. Now."

Emma pulled back and pressed kisses along her jawline up to her ear where she nipped at the shell before whispering alluringly, "No. I want to fuck you in your favourite position. Against a wall." She pushed her against the door again to punctuate her point.

Regina gasped that the aggressiveness of the blonde, "Technically, this is a door, Miss Swan. Get me to a wall, or you're not doing it right."

The Sheriff pushed off the wall holding her wife by the legs, with adrenaline fueled strength, she moved them to the foyer and pushed her against the wall to the right of the entrance to the dining room. Emma began to grind her hips against the brunette's core when Regina felt something. "Emma, is that…"

"Oh yes. Yes, it is." Emma kissed her deeply and pulled back a little, leaving her lips lingering against hers as she grinded against the Mayor rhythmically with her words, "Do you know…How difficult it was...To keep this in my pants all day?"

Regina moaned at the pressure, "How difficult was it?" She tried to swallow her whimpers as she felt the blonde begin to unbutton her jeans.

"Very. Difficult. Now get down for a second so I can rip those jeans off you." Regina felt herself begin to get wet just from Emma's commands.

She set her feet down and immediately she felt the other woman unzip her fly and pull her jeans off her hips along with her lace thong, leaving her bare from the waist down. Regina stepped out of the pair of jeans and kicked them away and then pulled off her top, leaving only the black bra in its place. She wrapped her arms around on top of the Sheriff's shoulders and pressed their lips together, "I think it's your turn, Sheriff." She moved her hands to the top button of her jeans and unfastened them. Pulling down the zipper she reached into her pants and freed the strap-on from the confines of Emma's boxers and she began to press against the base.

Emma groaned at the feeling of the strap-on moving against her clit, "…Regina…that feels so good…"

"Wait till you experience what's next. Take off your pants."

Following orders, the blonde removed her clothing in record time. Regina reached in-between Emma's legs and started to move her hand along the length of the phallus. Emma twitched at the new sensations beginning to build, "Ugh, how?"

"Magic, Miss Swan, I want to feel you inside me and I want you to feel me…all of me." Regina started to stroke with a little more pressure, "Now care to finish what you started? We have things to do today."

Emma picked up her right leg and pulled it around her waist, she grabbed her length and started to rub the tip up and down her slit, coating it in her slick wetness. She began to circle the Mayor's clit feeling the hard nub press against the tip of the dildo.

Regina began to mewl loudly when Emma kissed her passionately, causing her to moan into her mouth. She began to slide her length along her folds, teasing her at the entrance. "Enough games, Miss Swan."

She swung her leg around Emma's hip again as the blonde grabbed her other leg to hoist her back against the wall with her ankles both locked behind her. She freed one hand to guide her length against the brunette's entrance as she slowly pushed in.

Regina bit down on Emma's shoulder as she felt the strap-on stretch her until it hit the back, putting pressure on the entrance to her cervix, "Oh god!" Her inner walls tightened around the muscle as it adjusted to the size.

Emma moaned at the feeling of being squeezed in every direction as she leaned in and growled, "I'm going to start moving, are you ready?"

The other woman nodded as she began to relax around her length. Emma started with slow strokes, just enough to get a rhythm going. Once the Mayor began to moan, she pulled out further, almost to the tip and slid herself back in slowly.

"Mmmm….Emma…" Regina was reduced to a mixture of moans and gasps when Emma began to pick up her pace.

"God Regina, you feel so good. You're amazing, ugh… I wanna fuck you all the time." Emma bit down at the nape of her neck as she pounded her hard. The sound of the dildo making slurping noises and their skin slapping together as she moved in and out drove the Mayor insane as she began to tighten around her wife. She bucked her hips in time with Emma's and rocked her hips on every downward thrust.

Regina's breath hitched and her walls clenched as she bounced up and down every time she felt the tip hit her back wall, "Emma, I'm almost there…"

Determined, Emma pushed in and out as hard and deep as she could when she felt Regina's walls grip her tightly as she came, followed by a flow of wetness from inside the Mayor. The brunette dug her nails into the blonde's back as her body stiffened and her senses were overcome by pleasure. The Sheriff continued to move in and out feeling the brunette clamp down around her harder as she did.

Unable to hold back any longer, Emma felt her orgasm start to build at the base before she felt herself come.

Emma stilled her movements as she felt Regina begin to relax around her. She pumped herself a few more times and felt Regina's walls begin to let go. Regina kissed her neck as she came down from her high.

The blonde helped her down onto her feet and pulled out of her slowly, earning one last moan from the brunette. Emma breathed heavily, still trying to catch her breath, "Did I make up for falling asleep on you?"

Still panting, Regina kissed Emma passionately, turned on from the feeling of her starting to drip down her leg, "More than I expected, but I think we need to take a shower before we head back out, wouldn't you agree?"

Emma nodded, picking up the clothes scattered around the foyer before following her wife upstairs.

I used a prompt from tumblr (reighne-sq) for the coffee ordering scene. It was super fun to write and I thought it deserved to be put into this fic.

Last note: I will be extremely busy in the next few weeks so I probably will only be able to update once a week for a while.

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