Outside the mayor's house, Emma sat in her yellow bug awaiting Graham's exit from her house. When he had exited the blonde noticed how shitty he looked. He looked exhausted. They were having a conversation about the book that Henry had been reading. The brown haired male was convinced that he didn't have a heart, and needed to find it. Emma didn't believe in any of it, she had thought he was referring to a metaphor. It wasn't until the blonde had noticed something move in the corner of her eye. As she looked over, she noticed a white wolf, the same one Graham had said he saw in his dreams.
They both followed the wolf, since Graham wanted to find his hidden heart, to reclaim his life. The two had broken into what they thought was something abandoned, that was until a voice had pulled them out of their search.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Stood an angry Regina, watching the two idiots in front of her.
Emma glanced over at the dark haired girl, confused, "What are you doing here?"
"Bringing flowers to my father's grave." Regina pointed out, raising the flowers. "Like I do every Wednesday."
Graham walked out, standing in front of the blonde, protectively. "Don't blame her. It's my fault. I wanted to look in there."
"Really? Why? What were you looking for?"
The male lied, "Nothing. It was, Uh… It was nothing."
Things had escalated pretty badly from there, Graham had to split the two females up. Considering they both hit each other in the face. Graham and Emma had ended up driving back to the station, where the male took care of Emma's bruised eye.
The Sheriff had every intention of kissing the blonde, as he tried to do so he felt a deep, sharp pain course through his body. He mumbled a couple of sentences, saying he remembers. Leaving Emma extremely confused.
Graham attempted to pull the green eyed girl into a hug, but failed as he fell to the floor. Checking for breathing, Emma leaned down hearing nothing. She pressed her hands against his chest, not knowing what to do or what had caused this sudden death.
Waltzing into Granny's cafe, Emma slumped down on a stool placing her head in her hands. Closing her eyes. She couldn't have been more upset with her life. It had been hard growing up in foster care, but she told herself that once she was an adult and in control things would get better. That didn't really work out well for her. Instead problems became more serious, more real and she hated the state her life was in right now.
She really needed a drink right now, to numb the pain of what just happened - previously being stood by Graham's dead body helplessly. Emma had no clue how it had got to that. She ordered a drink of whiskey, downing it feeling the burn pass through her body.
Emma slammed down another shot of whiskey, sliding her glass to a fellow blonde woman behind the counter as she asked for a refill. A burning, spicy, sweet taste slipped into Emma's mouth, nullifying her, stealing away reality in favour of fantasy. She came to lust after it like no other, the strong spirit becoming her only "cure."
"Honey, maybe you oughta slow down?" The blonde woman known as Emilia, said holding the bottle of Whiskey in her hand, debating whether to pour her another one.
"No. I need this."
"She said she needs this, sister, so pour her another one, would ya?" The short bald man said, pulling a seat up next to the blonde.
"See, Leroy gets it." She smirked, patting him on the back. "Make sure he gets one too."
The blonde raised her glass, clinking it against Leroy's as they both sat on the stools. "Cheers, sister."
Several drinks later, the two were still sitting in Granny's diner, drinking more and more whiskey as the hours passed. Emma found the short, bearded man quite hilarious, she laughed every time he'd refer to someone as "sister."
The sound of a bell caused Emma's head to turn, wondering who had just walked into the diner. It had been Ruby to walk through the door. The dark haired girl worked in the diner with her granny. She was always restless and wanted more out of life than just Storybrooke. Ruby liked to party, going out each night she could.
Emma watched the dark haired girl, taking in her outfit. She was wearing bright red shorts that fit her legs so perfectly. Filed to perfection, her Venus-red fingernails ran through her dark brown hair. Openly checking the girl out, the blonde caught a glimpse of Ruby's legs, making her want to run her hands up them. The blonde always found Ruby attractive, but there was something about the way she looked tonight. Ruby's eyebrows inclined slightly as she caught the blonde staring at her.
"Enjoying the view, Em?" She said, leaning down towards the blonde, nearly shoving her boobs in her face.
Emma's eyes lingered on the girls boobs, loving how they looked in the girls white top. "I might just be."
Ruby sat down next to the blonde, placing a hand on her thigh whilst eyeing her noticing the girl was drunk. "Mind if I join you?"
"I'm not stopping you." She winked, while ordering more drinks for them.
The liquor no longer burned nearly as badly as the ones beforehand. The diner was practically empty, It wasn't even that late and already she was drunk. Her head was still clear enough to know what she was doing. Ruby and Emma had been flirting all night, the two always flirted anyway but as a joke of course. They had grown quite fond of each other, Ruby was one of the few people she had grown close with since moving into this small town. When the dark haired girl suggested they go back to her place, Emma's eyes widened but of course she obliged to the idea.
The harsh scent of drink can be smelt on both girls as they stammered into Granny's Bed Breakfast. Both struggling to keep their balance as they attempt to walk up the stairs, giggling along the way. This is what Emma needed, she needed to numb the pain. However, what the girl needed most was to forget, something to distract her - and since Ruby suggested they leave, she was clearly going to be the blondes distraction.
Ruby fumbled with her keys, trying to shove them
into the locked door. She couldn't concentrate, as she felt Emma's hot breath on her neck then the tender brush of lips. Burning as they make contact with her neck. Once the door had opened Emma eagerly pushed Ruby inside, running a hand through her hair as she kissed the girls neck harder. Another hand slid around her waist and pulled her closer to the blonde.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Em? " Ruby asked in between moans.
"Yes. I'm sure. Do you want me to stop? Because I will if- "
Emma watched as Ruby's eyes flickered from her eyes to her lips, and before Ruby could respond the blonde smashed their lips together. Emma moaned into Ruby's mouth, blindly kicking the door shut as she gripped Ruby's hips and pressed her body flush against hers.
Then there was a set of greedy fingers at the bottom of Ruby's shirt and she arched her back away from the wall so that Emma could tear the fabric off of her. The very second she was topless, Emma's hands were on her breasts, rolling against them and squeezing through her bra. Ruby whined and thrust her chest harder against her.
The blonde's hand was curling through the waistband of Ruby's shorts tugging her towards the bed. Ruby stumbled along her legs shaking, and let herself be shoved onto the mattress. Ruby pulls Emma down, grabbing her by the back of the neck to have her closer, sliding her tongue back into the girl's mouth. She arched her back, pressing herself up against Emma, and almost immediately a hand scooped up her wrists and pinned them to the sheets above her head
Emma reached her hand down between the sheets, spreading Ruby's legs open. Her breath hitches as she feels Emma's long fingers find her center. Removing her hand from her pussy, Emma snaked her arms beneath Ruby's back and unhooked her bra. She dove forward and kissed Ruby hard, her fingers gently pinching her nipples so that she gasped deliciously between every brush of their lips. Ruby lets out a small whimper feeling Emma's pink lips wrap around her nipple. Emma sucked harshly, feeling the bud harden and even more in her wet warm mouth.
Emma slowly peeled Ruby's thong off, moaning at how wet they are. She began to kiss down Ruby's body, lowering herself between the girls legs, dragging the full length of her tongue along her slit. Emma groaned at the sweet taste, her green eyes looking up into brown ones.
"Fuck, you taste so good." Emma says, moving her tongue up and swirling it around Ruby's swollen clit as she slides two fingers inside her.
Ruby's hips immediately bucked up, her body trying to take them deeper, and Emma grinned against her skin.
"Emma." Ruby moans as she feels the girl swirling her tongue around her clit causing her breathing to catch. When she felt like she was coming close to her climax, Emma drove a third finger inside her. Emma moaned, pumping her fingers harder and faster. She was getting wet just by hearing the girls moans echoing off the wall.
Emma could feel the tremors creeping down her thigh muscles, and every time she looked up Ruby's spine seemed to be arching further and further off the bed.
"Emma, Fuck, I'm…" Emma could feel Ruby's core tighten against her fingers. Her entire body went rigid, and Emma kept pumping her fingers furiously inside her, dragging the orgasm out for as long as possible. Wetness was smeared over the lower half of her face and her fingers as they plunged back inside, making Ruby come undone again. Emma collapsed back down into the bed, usually after a hook up she'd leave, but tonight she stayed.