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Birds chirped in the nearby distance as the sun shined through the slightly transparent curtains into the guest room. The room glowed with a soft golden hue and warmed Emma's face.
Emma frowned as she slowly woke up, but suddenly shot up when she didn't recognize her surroundings.
She peered around the room and saw all the nice, expensive furnishings in it. She looked down at the comfortable, plush robe she was wearing and sighed. She pinched the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index finger as she remembered the events of the previous night.
She had sex with Regina, rough, one-sided sex started by a fight about what Regina thought of her. Her body ached, every last muscle tense and all her cuts, scrapes, and bruises throbbed with a pulse of their own.
She felt around the bed for her phone and checked the time.
7:30AM
"Damn it," she said through gritted teeth as she rushed out of bed and flew down the hall.
She knocked on Regina's bedroom door, but got no response. She cautiously opened it and peeked around it to see if Regina was still inside. She wasn't.
Emma groaned and rolled her eyes as she slunk against the door frame in defeat.
She'd missed her ride and would then have to walk back to Mary Margaret's place across town.
She needed to open the station in half an hour, but it would take at least forty-five minutes to get back to the apartment.
She shut the door then trudged back to the guest room and looked over at her clothes on the bench by the vanity. She lazily went to the bench and picked them up in a messy ball with her right hand. She looked over the dirty outfit and dreaded wearing it for even a second, but she had no other choice.
She slipped out of the robe and put on her bra. She decided not to wear her underwear because even though it wasn't the first time she'd had to wear clothes from the night before, after what happened in those panties that night, she didn't want to feel more uncomfortable than she had to.
She tugged on the dress and tousled her tangled hair in an attempt to make it look presentable. She folded the robe and thought about the best place to put it so Regina would see it.
She headed back into Regina's room and placed it on the foot of the queen size bed. Emma took the time to check out the Mayor's room and shook her head with a smirk at the decor.
The walls were white as were the Egyptian cotton sheets. It didn't look much different than the guest room except for the design on the walls and master bathroom inside the room. The door was open a crack and gave Emma a small view into more of the brunette's personal space.
Though her curiosity tried to get the best of her, she resisted the urge to go inside. Instead, she turned around and walked out of the bedroom.
She bounded down the stairs and tried to leave as quickly as possible, but stopped at the front door when she noticed a piece of paper taped to it with her name written in large letters at the top.
She furrowed her brow, pulled it off the door, and read it.
Miss Swan,
You are to use the back door on your way out. Have a nice walk back to Mary Margaret's.
Emma rolled her eyes and crinkled up the note. She tossed the paper into the kitchen trash and headed out the back.
She started her long walk of shame down the street, commando and in her painful heels.
After what felt like an eternity, Emma could see Granny's at the end of the road and as hungry as she was, she couldn't risk exposure and she didn't want Ruby to question her about her beaten down appearance. The huge bite marks on her neck would be another obstacle.
She had to admit, Regina knew how to claim her victims and let the whole world know it. If she and Regina kept at it, she'd need the brunette to find new places to bruise her.
She thought about ducking around the corner once she reached the diner, but pulled her hair over either side of her neck and decided to confidently bare her indiscretions.
Ruby poured a customer a cup of coffee and glanced around the diner. She turned and looked out the window when Emma walked by.
The blonde seemed tired and upset. Her jaw was shut tight as she looked straight ahead at the road in front of her.
Ruby frowned as she watched her friend pass, but couldn't do anything about it. She knew she had taken Emma's car the previous night, per the blonde's request, and Emma said she'd find a way home, but Ruby wondered what had happened to the dress and why Emma walked like she'd been hit by a bus.
Emma tried not to hobble down the street as the heels pressured all her sore spots, but she had to wince when she felt her thighs sleepily rub together and tug at the gash on one of them caused by the glass shard.
Thankfully, the sun wasn't too bright to add to the pain in her face from being hit with a bottle of apple cider, but it didn't protect her from her growing headache and stiff muscles. Not to mention the tenderness of her hip caused by a bruise from one hell of a pinch. Emma learned something new every day and yesterday she learned the Mayor had a death grip not to be underestimated.
She continued on her long walk and managed not to fall flat on her face between Mary Margaret's and the diner. Truthfully, though, Emma's stamina had never been as challenged as it had been with Regina, especially during her morning after stroll through the town.
The school teacher was long gone and Emma was late to open the station, but she'd made it back. She was strong, though allowing Regina to use her body like a personal punching bag didn't necessarily show it.
Emma went to her room and hurried out of her dress. She carelessly tossed it into her hamper and changed into her usual combination of jeans and a T-shirt with her typical red leather jacket. She brushed her hair out again and inspected herself in the mirror. She looked like an absolute mess.
There wasn't a single part of her that didn't look beaten and worn with the exception of her arms. She had bags under her eyes, gashes, bite marks, and bruises from her face down to her thighs. Most of the damage had been done to visible parts of her.
She sighed and pressed her fingertips to her temples as she tried to think of how to hide them. She knew it would need make up, but she didn't have much and didn't really know how to use what she figured she might need.
She opened her drawer in the bathroom and pulled out all the make up she owned. She laid it out on the counter space in front of her and quickly looked over everything like she was trying to solve a timed puzzle. She picked up each part of her collection one by one as needed and applied them one after the other in record time.
She treated it like a science experiment the way she added and blended things to even everything out including her skin tone. Shockingly, she'd done a good job to hide the new and sudden imperfections and went down to the kitchen to make breakfast.
As she looked at the time, she made the split decision to settle for toast and take it on the go.
As she waited for the toast to pop up, she thought about the best way to get around for the day. Ruby had her car at the diner and she was late as it was to open the station. She decided she'd walk to the station and head to the diner for her lunch break as usual. From there, she'd be able to reclaim the car and drive it back to work.
In the time it took her to come up with that plan, her toast emerged from the toaster, hot and golden brown. She grabbed the two pieces she made and wrapped them into a paper towel then swiped the butter from the refrigerator.
She set the paper towel on the island and spread the butter over both pieces of toast. She placed the butter back in the refrigerator and dropped the knife into the sink. She licked the remnants of butter off a few of her fingers and took the paper towel from the island. She took long strides to the door and locked up behind her.
She got a good amount of cardio in on her way to the station even as she ate her toast during the fast walk. Once she was at the station, she felt like she'd already burned off her breakfast, which left her hungry and unsatisfied.
Then the phone rang and distracted her from her thoughts.
She hurried over to it and answered.
"Sheriff's station."
"Is this Sheriff Swan," a woman on the other end of the call asked, a little rushed and panicked.
"Yes, this is."
"This is Meredith, Mayor Mills' secretary. I've been trying to reach you for about an hour."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I just got in. I had some car trouble this morning."
"Can you come to the Mayor's office right now?"
Emma furrowed her brow.
"Uh, it would take me a while to get there. Why?"
"There's a council meeting and your attendance is required."
"Well, when's the meeting?"
"It should've started nearly an hour ago. That's when I started calling."
"Oh, wow. Is there any way you could stall?"
"There's not much I can do and the Mayor isn't too happy right now."
"Fine. I'm on my way," Emma said then abruptly hung up.
She groaned as she left the station and headed to Granny's.
Guess I'll get my car back sooner than I thought, Emma mused.
After what felt like an eternity, Emma tiredly walked into Town Hall, out of breath. She looked straight at the secretary who perked up in relief when their eyes met.
"Conference room one," Meredith pointed over her shoulder and to the left.
"Thanks," Emma panted as she continued forward.
She didn't hesitate to open the door and the group of people she was supposed to be in a meeting with all stared straight at her from their seats around the long, rectangular table.
"Miss Swan, it's about time," Regina begrudgingly said.
Emma held her tongue as she looked from the people to Regina then tore her eyes away to find and take a seat at the table with the others. She silently took the only available chair and took a deep breath.
"Now that we're all here, we might as well get started," Regina said as she looked over the papers in front of her. "The first order of business is to introduce the new Sheriff. Miss Swan."
Emma shook her head.
Everyone looked at Emma again.
"She's still a little new to town and clearly not too responsible, but I'm sure if we all give her a chance she'll prove valuable to this community."
Regina didn't spend much time looking at Emma as she talked about the blonde, but Emma focused most of her attention on her.
"Now that that's out of the way, I'd like to open up the floor to our business owners to discuss our monthly profits since our last meeting."
After an hour, it was over. Everyone was finally dismissed and the town could resume it's normal schedule.
Emma started to file out of the room with everyone else when a cold and commanding voice stopped her.
"Sheriff Swan, I'd like to see you for a moment."
Emma rolled her eyes and stopped. She slowly turned on her heels and faced Regina. She stared at the brunette for a few seconds before she walked away from the door and further into the room.
"What kept you this morning?"
"Oh, you know, I woke up in some stranger's house with no way of getting home so I had to walk."
"I hope you don't find yourself waking up in stranger's houses often. That's not too smart."
"I'm sure if you knew the bitch and heard about how she trapped me there, you'd think more of me and less of her," Emma bitterly smirked.
Regina angrily stared at Emma then took a few steps closer to her.
"I doubt it."
Regina reached out and briefly squeezed Emma's right hip.
"Ah," Emma winced and keeled over as she instinctively placed a hand in front of her hip.
Regina grinned and walked back to the head of the table.
"Close the door," Regina demanded as she organized her papers into a neat stack.
Emma looked at Regina for a moment as she slowly stood up straight then turned and closed the door.
"Draw the binds."
"Uhn-uh. I want witnesses."
Regina chuckled.
"Please, I didn't do anything to you last night you didn't like, dear. Now...the blinds."
Emma reluctantly shut the blinds then crossed her arms over her chest as she waited to hear what Regina had to say.
"Did you leave out the back like I told you?"
"Yes. I read your stupid note."
Regina flashed a quick grin.
"Did my request offend you?"
"No."
"Then why are you so tense?"
Regina abandoned her papers and approached Emma.
"You tell me."
Regina licked her thumb and harshly rubbed it across Emma's cheek to expose the cuts left from the bottle of cider.
Emma cringed and immediately squirmed.
"For someone who doesn't wear much make up, you sure have a lot on today," Regina said as she gripped Emma's jaw and turned the blonde's head to the side.
Regina frowned as she looked at the make up covered neck.
"How am I supposed to appreciate my work when I can't even see it," she asked Emma.
"Don't," she casually answered.
"That simply won't do."
She grabbed Emma at the hips and forced her onto the table. With Emma's bad hip, it didn't take much effort.
Emma lay on the table, her legs hanging off of it by Regina, completely still as she tried to absorb the pain rather than endure it.
Regina salaciously smirked down at the blonde and stepped between her legs. She rested her hands on the table on either of Emma and leaned over the younger woman.
Emma relaxed as the pain faded and stared up at the Mayor.
"I must say, you're much more tolerable on your back," Regina commented.
"Yeah? Well, you're much more tolerable...oh, I guess there's no end to that sentence. You're still intolerable."
Regina shook her head again.
"You shouldn't say such things unless you're looking for trouble."
"After last night, I'm looking for revenge."
"Is that so?"
Emma slowly smirked.
"Why tell you when you can just find out for yourself," Emma said as she swiftly leaned forward, barely sitting even halfway upright, and coiled her fist around Regina's right thigh.
Regina groaned and squeezed her eyes shut.
"Seems like I've got some work to admire too," Emma quipped as she sat up completely and slid off the table.
She kept a grip on Regina's thigh as her movements forced Regina back toward the wall and watched the brunette run into it. Once she had the older woman pinned between her and the wall, she let go of the Mayor's thigh and rested a hand against the wall beside Regina's head.
"My turn."
Regina grinned.
Emma pulled Regina's white blouse out of her black skirt and slowly started to unbutton it from the bottom up.
She slid the blouse aside, but didn't remove it and lowered her mouth to Regina's ribs. She kissed the purple patch of skin she'd elbowed the previous night and grazed her fingertips down Regina's body from her bra encased breasts to her hips. She continued to delicately kiss Regina's bruise for another minute as she felt the brunette sigh and relax in contentment.
Emma grinned before she gently dragged her teeth over the bruise. She nipped and pecked at it more ravenously each time Regina moaned or squirmed.
Regina would never admit out loud how much she enjoyed the tingling pain and the sweet pleasure mixed together.
No matter what Emma did, she still hurt. Every kiss she gave, her jaw felt like an inferno. Crouching down, she felt like the bruise on her hip was being pinched again. The cuts on her face as well as her inner thigh didn't appreciate her actions either, but she pushed through it. The pain was worth getting Regina off if it meant she'd have the power. She wanted to show no mercy like Regina threatened the previous night.
Emma's hand fell to Regina's knee and ran it up her thigh, under her skirt. She kept her touches light and gentle as she found the thin material between her hand and Regina's center.
Regina's breath quickened, but held a steady rhythm as she closed her eyes and rested her head against the wall behind her.
Emma got down on her knees and removed her hand from Regina's underwear.
Regina parted her legs the second she felt Emma's hand leave the place she wanted it most. She opened her eyes and looked down at the blonde grinning up at her.
Emma pushed up Regina's skirt and leaned in to her right thigh. She licked the bruise she gave the brunette the night before then bit it with force.
Regina moaned and hissed at the feeling as the sudden pain that revisited her thigh made her wet. She lifted her leg off the floor and Emma made sure to catch her before she threw herself off balance.
Emma placed a hand on the back of Regina's knee and carried the brunette's leg onto her left shoulder. She moved in closer to Regina as her mouth traveled up her thigh. She chastely kissed the damp fabric that masked Regina's apex and elicited another moan from the older woman.
Emma nipped at the material and pulled it down to her close and waiting hand. She hooked a finger inside and removed the obstruction. She bent Regina's leg inward, off her shoulder from the knee. She held Regina's leg, kept the brunette balanced, as she slipped Regina's panties past the woman's ankle and heel clad foot.
With the underwear still loosely wrapped around Regina's right leg, Emma threw the Mayor's other leg back on her shoulder. She let go of the thin material in her other hand and let it fall around Regina's ankle. She didn't bother to do anything more with it and ran her tongue between Regina's slick folds.
"Uhn," Regina closed her eyes again and found Emma's hair with her right hand.
Regina balled up a fist in blonde tresses and held Emma's hot mouth to her center.
Emma took it upon herself to tease the older woman by spelling out "Regina" then flicking the Mayor's clit with the tip of her tongue at a brisk pace.
Regina started to tense and gripped Emma's hair harder with more desire and need.
Emma clawed at the back of the thigh on her shoulder and twisted two fingers inside Regina like a screwdriver.
Regina bucked her hips and lowered herself further onto Emma's fingers as she gasped at the wanted intrusion.
Emma chastely kissed Regina's bruise as she slid in and out of the brunette. She started at a calm, not too slow pace, but quickly picked up speed as she ran her other hand up Regina's backside. She raked her nails over the untouched skin and left four red scratch marks on the right cheek.
To make sure she caught Regina in case the Mayor squirmed away from her, Emma pressed her forearm against the back of Regina's thigh and gently cupped her backside. She bit Regina's bruise again but didn't hold back that time. She sank her teeth in like Regina's inner thigh was the first thing she'd had to eat in days. She added a third finger as Regina jolted in reaction to the unpredicted bite. She twisted the three of them counter clockwise as she temporarily removed them from Regina then curled them against Regina's walls and felt the older woman tighten around her fingers.
Regina used her free hand to clasp it over her mouth and stifle a moan. She tugged Emma by her hair and tried to pull her teeth away from her bruise as her thigh started to throb.
Emma eased up on her bite and made her tongue dance over the sensitive area before she kissed the bruise again with soft, parted lips.
Regina sighed in content as her hand loosened its hold on Emma's curls.
Emma moved back to Regina's sex and sucked the sophisticated woman's clit.
Regina's walls tightened once more around Emma's fingers and the younger woman saw the moment as her opportunity to get something out of the brunette.
She withdrew her fingers and pulled away from Regina. She emerged from beneath Regina's raised skirt and looked up at the Mayor.
She licked her lips free of any mess and tossed Regina's leg aside, carelessly off her shoulder.
Regina looked down at Emma with confusion as her right heel connected with the floor harshly and abruptly.
Emma grinned as he stood in front of Regina.
"You've got two options," Emma confidently started. "You can be satisfied and let me finish here or we can both walk away from this now."
"You want something?"
"Yeah, I do."
"What could you possibly be demanding?"
"Time."
"What?"
"With Henry."
"Oh, that is not happening."
"Then I'll just end this right now," Emma casually said and shrugged as she turned and headed toward the door.
Regina scrunched up her face and frowned as she felt her impatience for the blonde to satisfy her exponentially grew.
"Wait," she called out as she stared down at the floor.
Emma grinned before she spun on her heels and faced Regina again. She slowly approached the older woman and stopped a few feet from her. She crossed her arms over her chest and waited for Regina to continue.
Regina took her time finding Emma's gaze and sighed.
"You can spend more time with Henry, but only when I deem it appropriate."
"No. You've made it clear you don't want me near him so if I agree to that, you'll never think it's appropriate for me to see him. I want at least one day on the weekends with him and I'll pick him up after school on weekdays. I'll have him back at your place by seven every weeknight."
Regina hesitated as she thought it over.
"Every night except Wednesday. You can bring him to my office by five. I take him out to eat before I bring him to Dr. Hopper for his weekly therapy session."
Emma smiled then turned it into a pleased smirk.
"Okay. Now...where were we."
Emma closed the space between them and resumed her position on her knees on the floor. Her eyes never left Regina's as she lowered herself, a wild glimmer in her eyes.
Regina felt the heat rising between her legs as she stared straight into Emma's green eyes. Though Emma got down on her knees, a submissive position like the previous night when she'd begged for a ride, Regina felt dominance radiate from the younger woman. Regina preferred to be the one in control, but seeing Emma fight back and regain the upper hand became a turn on for the Mayor. She blamed it on the last twenty-eight years being boring, no one to challenge her the way Emma did by pushing every button she cold until she found Regina's weakness, and allowed Emma to continue with her previous ministrations.
Emma wasted no time picking up where she left off. She pumped in and out of Regina as quickly and as forcefully as she had before she struck a deal with the older woman. She grabbed Regina's bruised leg and placed it back on her shoulder, but let Regina's heel press against her left shoulder that time.
The closer Emma got to Regina's center with her mouth, the closer Regina's knee came to her own chest. Emma's plan to open up the Mayor more worked as she licked the letters m-i-n-e with her tongue between Regina's folds.
She curled her fingers every other time she thrust into Regina and brushed the pad of her thumb over her clit as she moved her mouth away from her own hand. She nibbled at Regina's folds and tantalizingly scraped her teeth over various parts of the pink flesh.
The combination of Emma's actions sent Regina over the edge. She dug her heel into Emma's shoulder and the blonde cringed as she fought against the force, pushing her shoulder further against Regina's heel as she tried not to the let the brunette push her away.
Emma bit down on Regina's clit with reasonable, bearable pressure as she slowed her pace and let Regina ride out the wave of her muffled orgasm then lapped up the product of Regina's climax.
After achieving release, Regina gave a swift push to Emma's shoulder with her heel and successfully forced the blonde onto her back on the floor. She closed her eyes as she relaxed in a state of bliss and slid down the wall behind her. She stretched out her legs as Emma started to sit up.
Emma looked over Regina for a moment then leaned over and grabbed the older woman's left ankle.
Regina's eyes shot wide open as she stared across the small distance between them at Emma, their legs nearly in a tangled mess between them.
Emma lifted Regina's foot no more than an inch off the floor and removed the forgotten underwear from the Mayor. She pushed off her hands and stood up.
Regina looked up at Emma with a furrowed brow.
Emma extended her hand to the brunette.
Regina looked between Emma and the hand she held out to her. After a moment of debate, she accepted the hand and Emma pulled her to her feet.
"Now you can feel what it's like to walk around town going commando. I had to do it all morning when I walked across town thanks to you. It's only fair you get to experience it too."
Emma smirked and made her way out of the conference room. Seconds after walking out, she stuffed Regina's underwear into jacket pocket. She raised her fingers to her lips as she passed by the secretary's desk and licked them clean before Meredith had time to see what was on them.
Emma politely smiled at Meredith on her way out and proudly slid into her yellow beetle before driving off.
Regina tugged her skirt down and flattened it out before she buttoned up her blouse and fixed her hair. She took a few minutes to regain her composure.
It seemed the tables would turn several times before she broke the blonde. Regina thought about it and decided that would be fine. She could have even more fun with Emma than by solely destroying her. Not everything had to be work and taking down Emma Swan would be a full time job.
Emma headed back to the station, but when she returned she found a surprise outside the entrance. Ruby.
Emma parked her car on the curb and walked over to the waitress.
"What are you doing here," she asked.
"I went on break early," Ruby answered. "You told me when you came to get your car that you'd explain your rush later. It's later."
Emma shook her head with a small smile as she unlocked the station and walked in, Ruby eagerly hot on her heels.
"So...what happened this morning," Ruby started. "I saw you walk past the diner earlier. You look better now, but what the hell happened to your face?"
Emma brought a hand to face and gently touched the cuts. She just then remembered that Regina had smeared her make up there.
"I got into a fight with a bottle of cider," she joked.
Ruby didn't laugh.
"Cider."
"Yeah. It's no big deal. You should see the bottle," she tried to joke again.
Ruby shook her head without even a hint of a smile.
"Really. It's nothing," Emma shrugged it off.
Ruby stared expectantly at Emma like the blonde was going to tell her more.
"I don't want to talk about it. It's nothing I didn't and can't handle."
"But it's something you have to handle? That doesn't sound good, Emma. I'd like to think we're friends and if there's something going on, someone hurting you..."
"If there was any real trouble, I'd tell you, but I've got it covered. I'm fine."
"Well, does it hurt?"
You have no idea, Emma thought as she tried not to feel the aches and pains all over her body, including the new pain in her shoulder from Regina's heel.
"Yeah, but it's not too bad. I've been worse back in Boston chasing after bail jumpers."
It wasn't a complete lie. She had been in worse shape, but only compared to what Ruby could see.
Truthfully, Emma had never seen someone put up as much of a fight as Regina. She'd never hurt herself on any job as much as Regina had hurt her in one night and though she'd had a rough childhood, she'd never had to withstand as much as abuse as Regina threw her way.
"Okay, but if things get bad you'll let me know, right?"
Emma smiled. Ruby and Mary Margaret were the first two people that wanted to help her with anything. Knowing she had people to lean on made her feel safe, though she was nowhere near ready to share with the women like they encouraged her too. She wasn't molded that way after years of being on her own.
"Yeah. I'll let you know," Emma told her.
"Good. So, do you think we could have another girls night tonight?"
Emma's eyebrows shot into her hairline. With the way her evening ended last night and what she put up with to get Regina back not fifteen minutes ago, she was tired. A night out that could possibly end in getting beat down by Regina again sounded like a nightmare. She might have been strong, but she needed a break. Even the best fighters, professional or not, needed time to bleed before going back at it.
"I don't know about that. I'm still a little worn out from running after Leroy."
"I was thinking of spending the night in with Mary Margaret. We could stay up and watch movies."
"That doesn't sound too bad."
"Yeah, and there's no way you could get stranded without a car and have to find another way home in the morning...which, come to think of it, how did you get home this morning?"
Crap.
"I, uh-"
"And...if you weren't back at the apartment last night, where the hell did you sleep?"
"Um..." Emma trailed off trying to think of a credible story, even a name of someone in this town other than only four people she knew. "Uh, Dr. Hopper. I started to walk back to the station with Leroy when Dr. Hopper drove by."
"Oh, Archie found you?"
"Yeah. I mean, I'd only met him once when I first came into town. It's how I found out Henry was the Mayor's kid, but he recognized me and offered me a ride. I told him I lent you my car and said I'd just stay at the station overnight. That's where I slept, but I, uh...didn't want to spend the day in my dress from last night so I had to walk from the station to the apartment."
"And you couldn't have come in and asked for the keys before you passed up the diner?"
"I'd just woken up. I wasn't really thinking. I just wanted a shower."
Ruby smiled.
"I've had those days," she nodded.
Emma smiled back, but more out of relief that Ruby brought her lie than anything else. She was also thankful she no longer had to play twenty questions with the vivacious brunette.
"They're a blast," Emma sarcastically said with a smile. "What time do you want to come over tonight?"
"I close the diner around nine so is any time after that good with you?"
"Yeah. It might be a little late for Mary Margaret, but tomorrow's a Sunday so it's not like she has work."
"Great. Guess I'll see you then," Ruby flashed a large, pearly white smile.
"See you later," Emma said as she watched Ruby spin on her heels and leave.
Emma breathed out a long, heavy sigh of relief as she leaned forward and rested her weight on her hands, palms down on the desk in front of her.
"Unless Archie had a serious make over, I'm pretty sure Regina was the one that drove us here last night," Leroy piped up from the drunk tank.
"You must have been seeing things," Emma started after a moment. "You were really drunk and it was dark. You just got confused. Archie's the one that took me to the station."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Then where'd you sleep? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't here and I don't think you'd get too cozy with him."
Emma stared Leroy down and decided not to answer him. She pushed off the desk and scrunched up her face as she quickly realized the damage it did to her latest injury.
She walked into her office and shut the door before she sat down and started to look over the hefty paperwork leftover from Graham's time as Sheriff.
"Can you at least let me out of here," Leroy called out. "I've got things to do and I'm sober now."
"I'll let you out when I think you're stable," Emma yelled back as her eyes never left the paperwork.
Leroy sighed, closed his eyes, and pressed his forehead against the cell bars in defeat.
After a long day at the office, Regina returned home to her lavish mansion. She'd gotten a call from Henry at work to let her know he wouldn't be home until after dinner. Though the words burned into her head as she heard them so she'd remember the rest of the day she'd be home before him, she still half expected him to be upstairs doing his homework or reading that ridiculous book of fairytales he couldn't seem to put down.
She checked his room out of habit, to double check that he was still out, then went to her room. Upon entry, she immediately saw the difference from the way she left the space. There was a robe folded on the foot of her bed. She hadn't put it there and Henry had been gone all day. It had to have been Emma.
You were in my bedroom without permission, Regina thought. That, my dear, is a problem.
She made a mental note to punish Emma for her rudeness and went down the hall to see how the blonde left the guest room, curious after how she invaded the brunette's privacy.
When she opened the door, nothing looked out of place. In fact, the room looked as though no one had spent the night. That was until she looked to her right. A pair of electric blue panties rested on the bench tucked under the vanity.
She grinned and sauntered over to the bench.
She picked up the thin material and took it with her back to her bedroom.
Looks like we're both out of a pair of underwear.
She tossed them into her hamper with the rest of her dirty clothes and took them down to the laundry room.
She threw in the first load, which consisted of her blacks and colors. She didn't have too many white clothes except for her blouses and a few sleep shirts so she normally reserved that load for last. She just hoped that Henry wouldn't come home while she was washing the strange underwear and spot the questionable and out of place article of clothing.
As she pressed start on the washer, she thought about what she wanted to do with the underwear. Her brainstorming lasted throughout dinner as well as Henry's arrival back at the mansion. She helped him into bed with thoughts running wild in her mind then helped herself into bed as she came up with a solution.
She drifted off to sleep with a smirk as she allowed the plan to play out in her head, but it made her wonder how she could possibly sleep when the plan excited her in ways more than one.
Oh, what fun we'll have, Miss Swan. And the entire time you will never know that I will be your undoing. But for now, we're only just getting started.
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