Here's the promised epilogue! This is rated M for a reason, you have been warned.
Epilogue
Emma stumbled into the front door of 108 Mifflin street in her haste to get inside. She haphazardly tossed her keys on the foyer table and reached down to tug insistently at her boots until they came off. With a yelp as she almost lost her balance, she finally succeeded and shoved the boots to the side and looked around what seemed to be an empty house.
It was dark with no lights turned on that she could see. Emma carefully swept her eyes around the house as she took tentative steps.
"Regina?" She called out as she came to the closed study door. Light was peaking out from the crack at the bottom and Emma knew she had found her.
"Regina," she said again as she pushed open the door.
The study was dimly lit, and a roaring fire was dancing and flickering shadows across the walls. Emma couldn't see Regina as the office chair was turned away from the desk. All she saw was the back of the high-back chair.
"Now now," Regina's husky voice purred with a hard undertone. "Is that the way to address a Queen?" The chair spun around and Regina pushed herself to a standing position. "I should have you punished for your insolence." She hissed, eyes narrowed.
Emma shivered as Regina's voice washed over her and eyed the Mayor hungrily. No, not the Mayor, the Evil Queen. Regina was wearing her tight black leather pants along with her deep burgundy waistcoat that seemed to transition into a dress. The high feather collar framed her slender neck perfectly and she was wearing a corset with a plunging neckline. Her hair was done in an intricate fashion and piled on top of her head. To finish off the look, she had on knee high, laced, black wedge boots. Emma flicked her eyes up Regina's body and looked into her eyes which had a glint of mischievousness in them.
She felt her anticipation grow even more than it had been all day. This had been leading up since the council meeting at noon earlier this morning. The Mayor seemed to have had reverted to her old ways of snipping and called Emma out in the middle of the council meeting with a "Miss Swan" barked in her direction. Initially, it had jerked Emma back to reality instead of the phone game she had been playing. She had sneered down at her and made a snide comment about how she didn't waste taxpayer dollars for the town Sheriff to play Angry Birds.
Continually throughout the day had Regina seeking out Emma to goad and prod at her inadequacy. Naturally, Emma stood her ground and fired angry retorts right back. The entire time, Emma felt her anticipation growing and a restlessness to be done with the day.
The rest of the town had come to think that these moments between Emma and Regina were bouts of hormones in times where their time of the month have synced. Little did they know that this was their way of providing some foreplay and anticipation on what's to come later that night.
Emma was brought back to the present when she heard Regina's voice cut through her thoughts. "Just who do you think you are?" Regina snarled as she stalked around the office table to Emma.
"Nobody," Emma ground out with a defiant glint in her eye, "Your Majesty."
"Better," the Queen smirked. "But I believe punishment for your insolence is still warranted. Subjects should address their Queen with fear, not with," she waved her hands carelessly in the air, "resistance."
"I'll show you resistance," Emma muttered under her breathe as she tried to still her body. The shift of her legs was causing her jeans to rub in a way that made her want to grind down and relieve some of the pressure that was building up.
"What did you say?" Regina snarled.
"Nothing," Emma said in a louder voice.
"I thought so. Now," Regina strode back until her back rested against the clean office desk. "Come," she commanded with a wave of her hand.
Emma immediately felt Regina's magic envelope her and found herself being forced from the door of the study until she was directly standing in front of the Evil Queen. She struggled a bit just to test if she could escape, should she want to, and found with shivering delight that she could not.
Her eyes drifted down to the half-exposed cleavage on their own accord and she gazed hungrily at them, wishing to reach out and touch them and wrap her hands snuggly around Regina's breasts in the way the corset was.
"Now now," the Evil Queen purred as she noticed the hungry look in Emma's eyes. Emma's eyes flicked up and locked with the heated depths of Regina's. "What's this? See something you like?" She smirked.
Emma looked confidently in her eyes. "Yes," she responded huskily.
"Since you're here to be punished," Regina said in a deep voice. "I don't think I'll give you what you want." She reached out a hand and applied pressure on Emma's shoulder. "Instead," she said with a cruel smile, "you'll give me what I want." Regina pushed her hand down on Emma's shoulder until Emma gave in and dropped to her knees in front of her.
"Much better," Regina sneered. Emma's eyes darkened with desire as she found herself facing Regina's crotch. "Do you know what I want you to do?" She questioned.
Emma nodded eagerly and reached out with her hands to stroke leather clad thighs. She reached the laces of the boots and began to loosen them, grunting in frustration as they got caught. Regina eased some of her weight onto the desk to help Emma in her task. She could tell that Emma was getting more and more impatient as she tugged unsuccessfully at the boots in her rush to remove them. This caused Regina to break her Evil Queen persona for just a second as a soft smile of endearment graced her face.
With one last tug, Emma managed to remove both of the boots and flashed a victorious smile up at Regina who couldn't help but roll her eyes with a scoff.
"Get on with it," she snapped instead, slipping back into her role.
"Yes, My Queen," Emma responded softly. She knew that phrase hits Regina hard every time and makes her lose patience. Regina loved to tease her until she felt like she would burst. Emma was attempting to find ways to speed up the process so that Regina would be bare before her at last.
A hitch in breath came from Regina and she snarled half-heartedly. "You are incompetent. An inexperienced servant could undress me quicker than you." She waved her hands and made her pants disappear into thin air.
Emma smiled internally, knowing she had accomplished what she meant to do and grinned at the fact that Regina had also magicked away her underwear in her haste. She looked up at Regina under hooded lashes. "Let me serve you, My Queen." She said in a sultry voice as she reached forward and grasped the back of Regina's thighs.
A moan was coaxed out of Regina as Emma leaned in and breathed her warm breath across Regina's already glistening sex. Emma took in the heady scent of arousal and felt it go straight to her own core. Her underwear was definitely ruined.
Gently guiding with her hands, Emma pushed at Regina's thighs until she picked up on the intent and shift so that she was leaning heavily on the desk behind her. With a nod of satisfaction, Emma leaned in and gave one long and slow swipe of her tongue through Regina's folds.
"Yesss," Regina exhaled as she felt the soft pressure slide through her slick sex. Her knees felt weak and she was glad that the desk was behind her. A breath hitched in her throat as Emma stroked a particularly sensitive spot. Emma settled in on her knees and eagerly stroked her tongue and lapped at Regina, attempting to capture every drop of her essence and not let it go to waste.
Emma focused in on her pearl and rediscovered every movement that would cause Regina to moan and softly breathe out her name. She relished in the ability to make the Queen wanton and lose herself in her passion. As she continued to move her tongue through Regina's folds, she noticed as Regina got more and more desperate. Her hips began to shift impatiently, seeking more pressure and seeking something to fill her.
Not wanting to disappoint, Emma brought her hand up, cupped Regina's ass, and slid her hand forward to tease at her entrance.
"Emma," Regina sighed, "more."
"More what?" Emma asked, looking up at Regina from her position. Her fingers continued their movements along her slit, pausing to dip teasingly inside, only to pull out whenever Regina attempted to take more in.
"More," Regina repeated, "more of you." She reached down and wound her hands in blond locks and urged her head back to where it was before.
"Anything you wish," Emma responded with a soft smile, "You are my Queen after all."
With that, she latched her mouth onto Regina's pearl and sucked hard, causing Regina to gasp out in surprise and pleasure. Her tongue roughly stroked over the nub as Emma drove two fingers inside Regina as deep as they would go.
"Oh, yes…" Regina began to chant. "Just like that, Emma," She shifted her hips down, attempting to take even more of Emma into herself. Emma pulled out slowly and roughly slammed them back in. "Yessss," Regina hissed in pleasure as she began a rhythmic movement of her hips up and down, setting a pace.
Emma followed along willingly with her fingers and her mouth continued to find purchase at Regina's pearl. She pulled, licked, sucked, and swirled with each push and pull of her fingers. She felt Regina start to tighten and knew that she was close.
Wrenching her face away for just a second, she growled, "Come for me, Regina," and dove back in with fervor, speeding up the pace of her fingers. Higher and higher she drove Regina until she was grasping at the edges of the desk to keep her grounded in place. Regina's breathes came out short and sporadic as wordless sounds came tumbling out of her mouth.
With one last push and curl of Emma's fingertips, Regina came hard with a long cry of "Emma!". Her entire body tense as the orgasm ripped through her and she felt Emma's fingers slow and guide her slowly down from her high.
Once Regina got her bearings again, she looked down at Emma who was smirking up at her. "Was that to your liking, My Queen?" Emma purred.
Regina growled softly and reached down to yank Emma up to a standing position. "It was… adequate."
"Adequate!" Emma proclaimed, indignant. "You couldn't get enough!"
"Well, the night is still young, so I suppose you'll have another chance to change my mind," Regina responded smoothly, voice low.
Emma's heart rate increased at those words and she became even more aware of how turned on she was from eating Regina out.
"However," Regina continued. "I am not fully satisfied with everything I want to do yet."
"Oh?"
Regina hummed, "yes, it's time that the Queen takes what she wants, don't you think?" Emma noticed the swirling desire in her dark irises and couldn't help a small whimper escape.
"Anything you want," she breathed softly.
"Good." Regina leaned in and captured Emma's mouth in a heated kiss, teasing with her tongue to be let in. Emma felt her eyes drift closed as allowed her entrance to her heated cavern and their tongues met for the first time that night.
Regina lifted her hands and waved them in her signature magic move. Eyes closed, Emma didn't notice the swirl of purple start at their feet and envelope them. Before she knew it, she found herself in the master bedroom, stripped naked.
Emma smirked at Regina, "couldn't wait to take my clothes off, huh?"
"Don't be so cocky," Regina retorted. "Perhaps I just didn't want to put that much effort in." Emma noted that Regina had also stripped herself in the process and just smiled. She took in the perfect form of the Mayor and her eyes drifted down to latch onto the now exposed breasts. She hadn't had a chance to touch them earlier and now she was itching to do just that.
Regina noticed her glance and grinned evilly, "Your punishment, Emma, is that I will not allow you to touch them tonight."
"What?" Emma responded, indignant, "no fair!"
"Being a child won't change my mind, dear." Regina stalked slowly towards Emma, making her back up slowly until she felt her knees touch the bed. "Don't worry," Regina purred, "With what I'm going to do to you, you won't even be thinking about what you're missing." She reached a finger out and trailed it down Emma's chest, dipping between the valley of her breasts and down past her stomach only to stop right before she reached the junction of her legs.
Regina captured her lips again and they moved together, in sync. She nibbled on her lower lip and Emma moaned imperceptibly. Emma involuntarily arched her hips towards Regina as she removed her finger in a silent ask for more.
"Today," Regina said slowly, as she broke the kiss, noticing that Emma's eyes were dark with desire and zeroed in on her lips as they moved. "I think I'm going to take you on your hands and knees," she snarled. She reached out and spun Emma around and pushed her on the bed causing a yelp of surprise to be heard from Emma.
She propped herself up on her arms and looked back at Regina who was enjoying the view of her ass in the air. Regina lifted her eyes to lock with Emma and continued, "And there's even a mirror so that you can watch yourself be thoroughly taken by me." Emma shifted her eyes to the front and noticed the vanity mirror was in a location that would give her a perfect view of herself and Regina, who was currently situating herself between Emma's spread knees.
"That's so hot," Emma responded.
"As always with the literary word choices, Ms. Swan," Regina said in a teasing voice, breaking role for a few moments.
She placed a soft hand on one of Emma's cheeks, stroked it gently, and placed a kiss on the small of her back. Emma shifted on her hands and knees back just a little to try to indicate that she wanted a firmer touch. Regina, ever the tease, kept the touch light and dipped between to slide through her wet sex. Emma groaned at the feeling and shifted her knees a bit wider.
"Awfully wet down here," Regina commented.
"All because of you," Emma responded. "Only you."
Regina circled her entrance with a finger and slid one in to the first knuckle drawing a gasp from Emma. As quickly as the finger entered, she pulled out and slid up and flicked over Emma's pearl.
"Oh," Emma gasped out, "yes."
"There's more where that came from," Regina promised. She removed her fingers and stood straight for a moment. Emma's eyes locked onto hers through the mirror and Regina's face slowly curled into a devious smile. "I think tonight, I'll continue to use my magic," she said.
Regina moved away from between Emma's legs so that she could see her entire body in the mirror and waved her hands. Emma groaned loudly as she realized what Regina meant. In place of where her clit normally resides, Emma saw it grow larger and extend out into what one could only call a majestic shaft. Her eyes got impossibly dark as she took in the sight.
"Do you like it?" Regina purred. She reached down and lightly grabbed the additional appendage and gave it a tentative stroke, pulling a groan out of herself. "I very much would like to feel you wrapped around me, Emma."
Emma nodded eagerly, mouth dry from anticipate. "Please," she croaked out. "Fill me."
Regina smirked and positioned herself between Emma again. Shifting close, she ran the length of herself along Emma's wet folds, coating it with her juices. "Oh my god, Regina," Emma breathed as she rocked her hips to slide Regina's length along her. "That feels so good," she grunted out. Emma ached from Regina to fill and take her.
Regina bit back a groan at the feeling of Emma's soft folds gliding along her length. "So wet," she ground out, "all for me."
"Only you," Emma repeated. "Only you."
Regina pulled back slightly and positioned herself at Emma's entrance. Her tip drew teasing circles around it and Emma lifted her hips to provide better access. Regina placed her hands on Emma's hips and pulled them towards her as she slowly pushed into Emma in one long, slow stroke. Regina groaned out loud at the soft velvet feel of Emma wrapping around her. She took her in and felt Emma gently clamp around her, as if not wanting to lose what made her whole. Regina didn't stop pushing until her hips were flush against Emma's ass and looked up at the mirror to take in the blissful expression that Emma wore.
"Yes, Regina," Emma said as she shifted her hips back to try to take even more of her in. "Please," she said rocking her hips a little.
"Please what?" Regina asked innocently.
"Fuck me," Emma ground out impatiently. Regina smiled at her impatience and decided she didn't want to wait any longer either. Slowly she pulled herself out, feeling Emma grip along her shaft and slammed it back in. Murmurs and groans and ragged breathing were heard as Regina began to set a face pace. Pushing in and pulling out of Emma, hands grasping her hips. Emma hands were bunching the sheets below as she helped by rocking her body back and forth.
As she felt herself nearing the edge, Regina reached around with her hand and pushed and flicked Emma's pearl, wrenching a gasp of pleasure out of the woman she was inside. Emma cussed at the intense feeling and with a few more well-placed flicks and thrusts of Regina's hips, Emma cried out Regina's name and felt her orgasm crash through her.
As Emma climaxed, Regina felt her walls constrict and pulse around her length as she continued to pound inside of her. The constricting and pulsing pulled at her core until she felt herself tighten impossible tight and explode into her own orgasm.
She stilled her movements until the waves of pleasure passed and pulled slowly out, wincing slightly at the overly stimulated nerves. After she was out, Emma flopped onto the bed with a satisfied grunt. Regina waved her hands and made the extra appendage disappear before joining Emma on the bed.
With a content grin, Emma pulled Regina into her arms. "I love when we role play," she said as she placed a soft kiss on Regina's forehead.
"Mhmm," Regina agreed as she snaked her arm around Emma's middle. "Nice that Henry has sleepovers now to give us the ability to do this without any worries."
"Think we can ship him off for a whole week?" Emma asked jokingly. Regina rolled her eyes and lightly slapped the Sheriff with no menace.
"You're incorrigible."
"That's one of the reasons you love me," Emma retorted.
"You just tell yourself that," Regina shot back even as she pulled Emma closer to herself. "Give me some time to rest and then I'll be ready for round two."
Emma laughed, "and you call me incorrigible."
The pair drifted off into a light sleep, wrapped around each other, wedding bands glinting from the moonlight.
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