Kind of a short one compared to the others, but there's plenty more where this one came from that I'll happily be updating as crazily as possible next week and that includes new chapters for Masquerade as well. :) Hope you find this chapter a treat and enjoy! Would've had this up yesterday, but I've been having internet issues.
Anyway, read, my lovely viewers! Read! ;D
Emma bit her bottom lip as she checked Regina out upon the brunette's exit. She glanced around the room, but stopped when she noticed the broken table. She paused and focused her gaze on it for a short moment then looked back at the open parlor door. She took a deep breath and released it in heavy sigh as she left the complicated comfort of the room.
She cautiously, reluctantly walked into the kitchen and watched Regina pull a dish out of the oven. She shifted from foot to foot a couple times as she tried to find a way to hide her body from the bright overhead lights.
Regina looked up at Emma as she set the dish on a cooling rack on the kitchen island. She smirked and stifled a chuckle as she watched Emma reposition her hands across her body over and over again.
"Trying to hide from me, Miss Swan?"
Emma looked around the room to avoid eye contact as she gulped and tried to keep her breathing even. During all her attempts to not look too awkward and timid in front of the brunette, she forgot to answer the woman.
Regina walked around the island and stepped directly in front of Emma. With little space between them, she reached out and gently gripped Emma's hips. She pulled the blonde to her in a single, swift movement.
Emma's lips parted as her eyes found Regina's and she tensed.
"Now are you scared," Regina cockily asked.
"No," she shakily answered, though she spoke the truth.
"Then why are you still so tense," she purred before she leaned in and nibbled on Emma's neck.
Emma slowly closed her eyes as the soft touch of Regina's lips on her skin. She was used to playing roughly with the woman, but now they were in new, uncharted territory. Regina could do anything to her at that point, bite her, hit her, torture her, or take it slow for once. Not knowing where Regina would go with their arrangement made Emma defensive, protective of herself.
Regina slipped a hand down between them and thrust two fingers inside of Emma.
Emma gasped and fell forward onto Regina. She grabbed the brunette's shoulders and squeezed them to help her balance.
Regina held her fingers still, unmoving, inside Emma like she had once before in the parlor.
"You know," Emma breathlessly started. "The table's broken."
"I did notice that."
"Like...in half."
"What of it, dear," Regina huskily asked as she wrapped an arm around Emma's waist and pulled the younger woman flush against her.
"What the hell happened in there?"
Regina throatily chuckled.
"Nothing I can't clean up," she huskily answered.
She lowered her hands to Emma's backside, gripped the right cheek and spanked the left. She gripped Emma's other cheek after spanking it and slid a knee between the Sheriff's thighs.
Emma gasped and reached out as she fell forward again, further into Regina. She kept her hands on the Mayor's shoulders and bit her bottom lip.
Regina proudly grinned and spun them around to her right. She forced Emma against the island and ran her hand up to the blonde's left breast. She rubbed the pad of her thumb over the younger woman's nipple and lifted Emma's right leg above her own hip. She held Emma's knee near her breast and pressed her skirt against the Sheriff's exposed sex.
"I wonder just how flexible you are, dear," Regina teased with a smirk.
She raised Emma's leg further and placed her hand on Emma's shoulder instead of her breast. She pushed the blonde onto her back on the island, her left foot still firmly on the ground.
Emma took a deep breath as Regina tested her. Regina rested her calve on her shoulder then leaned in. Emma gritted her teeth and tried not to tense her muscles to prevent herself from straining or pulling anything.
Regina could see the tension and worry on Emma's face.
"Been a while," Regina asked.
Emma stared up at Regina for a silent moment before she nodded.
Regina chuckled.
"That actually surprises me."
"And why is that?"
"Well, like I've said before, you're easy. On top of that, I taught Graham most of what he knew. He didn't care to show you a few tricks?"
"We never went that far," she admitted.
"Really. Why not?"
"I couldn't."
"Couldn't? I highly doubt that."
"Wouldn't," she corrected.
"Not good enough for you? Or was he too nice to you? Didn't hurt you like I do?"
Emma shook her head.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Too bad," Regina said as leaned in further and bit just below Emma's collarbone.
"Ah," Emma scrunched up her face and clenched her fists.
With Regina's brief new position, Emma's leg stretched further. She squirmed beneath the brunette and moved her leg to the edge of Regina's shoulder.
Regina pulled away from the blonde's collarbone and stared down at Emma as she raised her hand to catch the Sheriff's leg before it fell off her shoulder.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Emma gulped under Regina's prideful scrutiny. The brunette had her in a compromising position that threatened the durability of her muscles. Regina seemed to have a knack for finding new ways of power over her and, as much as it scared her, it excited her.
Regina placed Emma's calve back onto her shoulder and lowered herself to the beginning of Emma's pelvis. She nibbled on soft skin inches away from Emma's sex and made the Sheriff writhe and moan with pleasure.
Regina slowly kissed her way up Emma's body and kept her right hand on Emma's upper left thigh.
Emma groaned as she felt her leg stretch again and lightly placed a hand on Regina's shoulder in case she needed to push the woman away. She bit her bottom lip and squeezed her eyes shut as Regina approached her neck. She curled her fingers around Regina's shoulder and dug her nails in.
Regina slyly grinned as she watched Emma's reactions and stopped where she was as her mouth hovered over Emma's throat.
Emma could feel Regina's hot breath on her neck and arched her back to lift her aching breasts in the brunette's direction.
Satisfied, Regina swiped her right hand from the top of Emma's left thigh to the back of it. In one quick, fluid movement, Regina lifted Emma's grounded leg and gripped her hand around the edge of the counter above Emma's shoulder. Within seconds, she pushed Emma's leg off the ground and expertly pulled herself onto the counter. She pressed her skirt covered sex against Emma's sex as she got on top of the counter and slid Emma toward her hand on the edge of the counter top. In doing so, Emma's leg wasn't overly strained throughout her repositioning.
Emma appreciated the small consideration and let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding.
Regina placed Emma's left leg on the counter, her knee and calve hanging off one end of the island, and let go of the other end with her hand. She slipped Emma's right leg off her shoulder, but moved her hand from the underside of Emma's knee up her inner thigh. She pushed the leg away, but kept a firm grip on it.
"Wrap your other leg around my waist," she ordered Emma as their eyes made intense contact.
Emma licked her lips then lifted her left leg and did as she was told. She hooked the back of her knee around Regina's waist, but took it one step further and pulled Regina down onto her, her center pressed flush against Regina's skirt.
Regina could feel the wetness and the heat from Emma on her skirt and she parted her lips in a low moan. She slipped her hand off Emma's right thigh and steadied herself against counter top beside the outside of Emma's thigh. She rubbed her center against Emma's until the blonde relaxed her right leg on the counter. She then straddled Emma's right thigh and moved her left hand back to the edge of the counter above Emma's right shoulder.
She inserted two fingers into Emma once again, but started a rapid pace.
"Unh," Emma bucked her hips to press into Regina's touch.
She tipped her head back as blonde curls cascaded around her face and shoulders. Her neck no longer touched the counter top as she closed her eyes and her walls tightened around Regina's fingers.
Regina pumped in and out quick enough to make Emma's head spin. She leaned in and bit Emma's bottom lip enough to leave bruising teeth marks.
Emma emitted a mix between a moan and a groan at the pain and pleasure she felt as she squeezed her eyes shut tighter.
She shot a hand into Regina's hair and tried to push the brunette further down her body.
Regina took the hint and released Emma's lip. She slid down to Emma's neck and bit her pulse point.
Emma gasped as she dug her heel into Regina's lower back. It forced the Mayor flat against her hand buried inside Emma.
Regina pushed back against Emma's heel when she pulled her fingers almost completely out of the Sheriff then moved her sex toward Emma's on her inward thrusts. She kept a good rhythm and moved with her hand as it caused friction between her skirt and Emma's inner thighs.
"F-f-fuck," Emma loudly moaned then trailed off to a whisper.
Regina panted with each inward thrust and watched Emma's face as the blonde could no longer keep herself bound to reality, her eyes closed tight and her breathing erratic.
Regina suddenly became wet herself and didn't dare stop.
Emma moaned in short bursts as her walls continued to tighten around Regina's fingers. Her moans sounded in a crescendo as she felt the build up before her release.
Regina knew Emma wasn't aware of her surroundings anymore and had to sacrifice watching Emma's face as she came to kiss the Sheriff silent.
Emma's moans were muffled into the kiss as she came violently. She tore her lips away from Regina's as she turned to her right to breathe. She panted as Regina kept her fingers inside her for a few more seconds then removed them as she pushed herself into a sitting position.
Regina straddled Emma as she raised her coated fingers to her mouth. She slowly sucked one clean then offered the other to Emma even as the blonde remained lost in ecstasy.
Emma's eyes fluttered open and she barely took notice of Regina's finger in her face.
"I'd have the rest, but I don't want to ruin my dinner," Regina joked with a smirk.
She bent over, still straddling Emma, and slowly ran her finger along the younger woman's bottom lip as Emma tried to control her breathing.
Emma hazily closed her eyes again and let Regina continue, but didn't have it in her to take the bait yet.
As she ran her finger along Emma's lip, Regina left a trail that she simply couldn't let stay there too long. She leaned in slid the tip of her tongue across Emma's bottom lip to collect the remnants of the blonde.
"Guess you're leaving me no choice," Regina said after she finished licking Emma's lip clean.
She sat up again and cleaned off the rest of her finger as she stared down at Emma.
Emma took a few seconds before she opened her eyes again and looked up at Regina who still had half a finger in her mouth.
"Damn," she breathlessly said.
Regina chuckled as she removed her finger from her mouth.
"You got lucky, Miss Swan. I really did want dinner before I did anything else."
Regina slid off the counter and felt her drenched underwear when her feet landed on the hardwood floor. She frowned, but walked around the island to grab the cooling dish she and Emma surprisingly hadn't knocked over.
"Have a seat," Regina flatly commanded as she grabbed a spatula and stuck it between the food and the inside of the dish to see if it had rested long enough.
Emma puffed out a sigh as Regina's words brought her back to reality and remained on her back on the island for only a moment longer before she sat up.
She took a minute to allow the dizziness from sitting up too quickly to subside then turned to her left to watch Regina. She coiled her fingers around the edge of the island and placed the heels of her hands flat against the counter top.
"At least now you've worked up my appetite," Emma commented.
"Yes, but the question is which appetite," Regina grinned as she used the spatula to cut rectangular pieces.
Emma looked from the food to Regina and held her unrequited gaze for a brief second before Regina made eye contact.
Emma wanted to say something, to ask plenty of questions like where they stood, but she knew she would most likely receive whiplash from the brunette for even thinking they could be anything close to friendly with each other.
Her words died on her lips as she kept her thoughts to herself and just spent that time staring at Regina.
"If you're not going to sit down any time soon, why don't you make yourself useful and get us some plates," Regina said as she redirected her attention from Emma back down to the food to finish cutting pieces.
Emma looked forward and slid off the island. She walked behind the Mayor only to realize she didn't know where anything was in the house.
"Um," she started, but Regina quickly caught on.
"Cupboard to the left of the sink. Bottom shelf. You should see them when you turn around," she told Emma before the blonde had time to stand by her side.
Emma spun back around and continued in the direction she had already started to take. She easily found the plates where Regina said they would be as they rested openly in their own barred off spaces. She grabbed two and headed back to Regina. She stopped to Regina's right and set the plates side by side on the island.
Regina lifted one of the pieces she'd cut and placed it on a plate before she spoke.
"Silverware is in the drawer below the counter under the plates."
Emma turned around again and opened the drawer Regina identified. She grabbed two sets of forks and knives and rejoined the brunette at the island once again.
Regina slipped a second piece off the spatula onto the other plate and set the spatula in the dish with the rest of the pieces. She turned and grabbed a roll of cling wrap from the first drawer to the right of the sink. She pulled out a long section and cut it at the appropriate length then covered the dish, spatula included as the handle stuck out of the tightly sealed wrap.
"Now grab a plate and sit down already," Regina said as she picked up the plate closest to her and made her way to the dining room table.
Emma rolled her eyes.
"Bossy," she mumbled under her breath as she took the remaining plate and followed the older woman.
"You're damn right," Regina grinned as she took her usual place at the table.
Emma hesitated before she took her next step as she parted her lips in slight shock that Regina had heard her. She didn't slow down too much and sat in a chair across the table from Regina.
"You don't want to sit next to me," she asked with feigned hurt then flashed a pleased grin.
Emma sighed then stood only seconds after sitting down and walked back toward the Mayor.
"Why don't you tell me where to sit," Emma said as she stood naked in front of Regina holding her plate at waist level.
Regina reached over and patted the seat to her right.
Emma walked behind Regina's chair to take a seat. Before she could sit down though, Regina smacked her backside as she passed. Emma tensed and immediately stopped in her tracks.
"Someone's frisky tonight," she said as she slowly set her plate on the table in front of the seat she had yet to get comfortable in.
"We both know that's not a problem for you," Regina huskily said as she intensely stared into Emma's green eyes.
They stared at each other for a long moment, Regina confident and Emma a little thrown by the Mayor's behavior.
"Sit," Regina urged with a small grin.
Emma waited a second before she complied and situated herself in the chair.
Regina started to cut her meal into bite size pieces and didn't hesitate to eat.
"I would've made dinner rolls as well, but the meal itself took a while as it was," Regina explained.
Emma looked at her quizzically before she even took her first bite.
Regina looked up and met Emma's questioning gaze.
"I don't think you mind, though. You probably make yourself a bowl of cereal and call it a night."
Emma looked down at her food and cut a small piece then tried it as she kept quiet.
Regina's lips parted even as she proudly smirked at Emma's response.
"Well, I guess I know more about you than you think."
"I bet the only reason you know that about me is because Henry would be perfectly happy with having cereal for dinner. I'm sure he's suggested it or tried to get away with it a few times by now," Emma shot back as she kept her eyes on her plate.
It was Regina's turn to stay silent.
Emma grinned at the sound, but never looked up.
They ate in silence for a few more minutes until Regina felt the tension between her legs. She set her knife and fork down on the plate and patted her napkin against her mouth to make sure she was cleaned up, though it was unnecessary.
She pushed her chair away from the table, which got Emma's attention, and stood. She stayed at the table, but unzipped her skirt. She pushed it down her legs and let it fall to the floor. She stepped out of it without saying a single word and kicked it away before she did the same to her panties.
She sat back down, but didn't move her chair back toward the table.
"Come here," she said to Emma as she stared straight into her eyes.
"Where," Emma asked after a moment she used to take in the nearby space.
"Here," Regina said as she ran her hands up and down her thighs.
Emma looked from Regina's thighs back up to the brunette's darkened brown eyes. She stood up and left her food as she sat in Regina's lap.
The instant their skin touched, Emma felt Regina's body temperature skyrocket beneath her.
Regina unbuttoned her blouse and tossed it aside. She unhooked her bra and carelessly flung it across the room.
"Lean back," she commanded Emma as she rested against the chair.
Emma obliged and felt Regina's bare breasts against her back. She didn't have time to think before Regina's hand slithered around her waist and made its way down to her center.
Regina cupped Emma's sex and blissfully listened to the blonde's breath hitch. She rested her head on the back of the chair and teasingly ran her fingers between Emma's folds.
Emma spread her legs and moaned as she arched into Regina's touch. She lifted a leg and placed a foot on the edge of the table to keep her from slipping off Regina's lap.
Everything she did made Regina wet in her already sensitive state. Every little movement spurred her on more and Emma could tell she needed to let go.
Regina pinched one of Emma's lips near her opening then swiped her thumb across her opening. She dipped her fingertip inside, but removed it quickly before she forced three fingers into Emma without warning or lubrication.
Emma gasped and bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming. She threw her head back and rested it against Regina's left shoulder then propped her right foot onto the corner of the chair.
Regina used her free hand to move Emma's blonde tresses out of her face only seconds before she felt Emma's hand reach between her legs and thrust three fingers into her. She gripped the hair she still had in her hand and yanked Emma's head harder against her shoulder as she tugged on her tresses.
It quickly turned into a game of Twister when Regina pushed her left thigh between Emma's legs to keep the Sheriff on top of her then draped her right leg over the small arm of the chair.
Emma pulled her leg off Regina's on the arm of the chair as the brunette had managed to drag it along with her own and repositioned her foot back on the corner of the chair. She pushed herself up Regina's body to sit on the Mayor's lower stomach and started a rushed pace moving in and out of Regina.
Regina let go of Emma's hair and leaned forward as she reached out for her knife as she matched Emma's pace with her own fingers.
Emma started to pant as she felt Regina struggle to reach in front of them.
"What do you want," Emma breathlessly asked.
"Knife," Regina blurted as if she had waited for Emma to ask her that question all night.
Emma shot out her free hand and clumsily grabbed the knife before she handed it back to Regina.
Regina took it from her and immediately licked it clean, careful not to cut her tongue in the process in her heart racing situation. She inspected it to make sure it shined as best it could without a proper washing and lightly dragged it up Emma's leg from her knee to her upper thigh.
The teasing touch of the knife tickled Emma, but not in a way that made it her laugh. She hummed and curled her fingers against Regina's walls in approval.
Regina bit her bottom lip and lifted the knife to get a better hold on it. With a stronger, more controlled grip she pressed the sharp edges down on Emma's thigh.
Emma cried out during the first mark Regina made then hissed during the second. On the third mark, she silently exhaled as she arched her back and squeezed her eyes shut. When Regina dropped the knife on the floor, she opened her eyes and looked down to see what the brunette had done.
Regina had carved a large, capital "R" into her facing anyone who stood to Emma's left.
At the sight of her own blood running down her outer left thigh, Emma twisted her wrist so her fingers entered Regina sideways and upward at a thirty degree angle.
Regina grunted and groaned at the hurried and rough intrusions, but bucked her hips for a harder touch.
Emma turned slightly in Regina's lap enough to bite the brunette's neck while still allowing Regina access to her center. She sunk her teeth into Regina's skin just below her jaw and kept them there for several long seconds.
Regina gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut then brought her free hand to Emma's left breast. She brushed the tip of her index finger across Emma's nipple until it was hard then took it between her index finger and thumb. She pinched it and made Emma wildly buck her hips and arch her back.
Emma let go of Regina's neck and rolled her head onto the brunette's shoulder. She looked up at the ceiling and pushed off her right foot on the corner of the chair to lift herself off Regina's fingers. She moved with Regina and relaxed the muscles in her leg to bring herself back down onto those same fingers.
Regina let go of Emma's nipple and dropped her hand to Emma's left hip as she followed it up and down while Emma rode her fingers. She used her foot on the floor as leverage to pull herself further against Emma's fingers then pushed away from them when Emma would nearly remove them.
The two of them kept up their rapid pace as they moved together.
"Make you...a deal," Emma panted.
"...Listening..."
"First one to come...cleans the others'...place...in outfits...for a...a week," Emma managed to say though she felt herself close to coming undone.
"Outfits? ...Winner chooses?"
"Mhmm," Emma nodded as she kept her head on Regina's shoulder, her eyes closed.
Regina panted before she answered.
"Deal."
Emma grinned, but it didn't last long. Regina twisted her fingers into Emma like a screwdriver and she almost let go.
"As long as...you still come to me...when I text you."
Regina harshly bit Emma's shoulder.
Emma squeaked as she tried not to yell.
"Understood," Regina asked after she rested her head against the back of the chair.
"Yes," Emma panted as her walls tightened around Regina.
She felt herself losing and so did Regina.
Regina leaned in again and grinned as she kissed Emma's neck.
Emma reveled in the kiss and started to let go until she remembered what happened in the parlor, something that turned the tables rather quickly in her favor.
"Regina," she genuinely moaned as she relaxed into the Mayor.
She knew that wouldn't do it, though it came close, so she placed her free hand over Regina's hand on her hip. She dipped it between her folds and got Regina's index and middle finger wet. She pulled the brunette's hand to her mouth and slowly licked them clean. She flicked the tip of her tongue up the length of Regina's fingers then pressed the flat of her tongue between them. She then slid both of them into her mouth and sucked them clean like Regina had done to her own fingers earlier.
Regina's walls tightened around Emma's fingers as the blonde tasted herself. She pressed her breasts against Emma's back and tipped her head back over the top of the chair.
"Fuck me, Regina," Emma breathlessly begged as she ran Regina's fingers down her front with her guiding hand.
Her words sent Regina over the edge as she curled her fingers against Regina's walls for good measure.
Regina let go and gently shook beneath Emma as she came. She unintentionally slowed her pace, but darted her thumb out to tease Emma's clit in retaliation. She rubbed circles against it as she applied pressure only to decrease it less than a second later.
"Ask and you shall receive," Regina growled as she leaned herself harshly against Emma's back and pushed the chair out from under her.
The movement caused Emma's foot to drop from the edge of the table and Regina used Emma's unbalanced state to knock the blonde forward onto all fours.
Emma was forced to abruptly remove her fingers from Regina as she defensively threw her hands in front of her to break her fall.
Regina wrapped her left hand around Emma's waist and pulled Emma into a kneeling position. She thrust the same three fingers back into Emma and immediately picked up her rapid pace as she attacked Emma's throbbing, dripping sex from behind.
"Come for me," Regina purred in Emma's ear as she swiped the pad of her thumb over Emma's clit while her hot breath hit the shell of her ear.
Emma shot a hand behind her and wrapped it around the back of Regina's neck to steady herself.
Regina used her left knee to kick apart Emma's legs and bring the Sheriff's sex dangerously close to the floor.
Emma whimpered as she felt herself get closer to her release.
Not pleased with the wait, Regina let go of Emma's waist and used her left hand to push her onto her stomach under the table.
Emma landed with a grunt as the impact pinched her breasts between her weight and the floor. She bit her lip as Regina continued to pump in and out of her.
Regina lowered her mouth to Emma's backside and bit down on Emma's left cheek.
Emma bucked her hips backward to press her backside further into Regina's hold. She was so close.
Regina let go of her backside and slithered up Emma's back. She made a trail of wet kisses up Emma's spine until she reached the Sheriff's neck. She pulled blonde tresses out of her way and quickened her pace.
Emma's breath hitched and she clawed at the hardwood floor beneath her as she looked at the front door in the distance.
"You're mine, Miss Swan," she growled then gave Emma a noticeable hickey.
Emma shook as she came.
Regina slowed her pace then removed her fingers, still bent over Emma.
"Good girl," she grinned as she purred in Emma's ear.
Emma struggled to control her breathing as Regina's domineering presence sent shivers down her spine.
Regina lifted herself off Emma enough to flip her over. She mounted Emma's lower stomach and leaned in with a wicked grin. She stared at Emma for a second as she hovered over the younger woman to make sure Emma wasn't resisting.
When Emma stayed perfectly still, waiting for Regina's next move with her eyes of normal size, Regina pushed forward and kissed Emma. She slipped her tongue between Emma's parted lips and wrestled with Emma's for several seconds. She brought her left hand to Emma's neck and pressed her fingertips to the hot skin.
She broke the kiss and pulled away.
"You still lost. You have to clean my apartment...for an entire week," Emma proudly smiled up at Regina. "In whatever the hell I want you to wear."
"Small victory, Miss Swan."
"Big victory, Madame Mayor," she grinned.
Regina shook her head.
"Think what you like, but the next time you think I don't own you all you have to do...is look in the mirror," Regina grinned as she patted Emma's marked thigh a couple times.
Emma gritted her teeth as she felt the sensitive skin protest Regina's touch.
Regina backed her way out from under the table and pulled Emma by the ankle to make sure the blonde followed after her.
Emma came to an abrupt stop when Regina let her go after her outer thigh brushed against Regina's thigh. She propped herself up on her elbows and stared at Regina.
"Has anyone ever told you you're a sore loser," Emma said.
"I don't lose."
"Until you met me," she grinned.
Regina squinted at Emma for a second then stood.
"Good night, Miss Swan. I trust you know your way to the door."
"Hmm, refresh my memory?"
Regina devilishly chuckled and extended her hand to Emma.
Emma took her hand and let the brunette pull her onto her feet.
"Might want to get your clothes first, dear," Regina gave a crocodile grin as she looked over the younger woman.
Emma went to the parlor, Regina close behind as she used her position to check out Emma's firm ass, and wandered around the room to collect all her clothes.
Regina watched from the doorway as Emma slid into her underwear and pulled on her tank top, forgoing her bra, and tugged on her jeans.
She shook her hair out of her face as she looked up at Regina.
"Like what you see," she asked as she stood up straight, bra in hand.
"If I didn't, you wouldn't be here right now," Regina admitted.
Emma pursed her lips as she smiled and walked toward the door.
Regina turned to allow Emma out and followed her to the front door without any clothes of her own.
Emma opened the door and stepped into the doorway. She turned around to face Regina and caused the brunette to stop short of where she intended to go.
"I will definitely see you later, Madame Maid," Emma grinned then wrapped an arm around Regina's waist and pulled her into a passionate kiss.
Regina stood still and let Emma kiss her, but didn't kiss back. Not at first. When Emma's tongue played with hers, she fought back in an attempt to gain dominance. She brought a hand to Emma's neck and trapped blonde tresses between her hand and the Sheriff's neck.
Emma pulled away and smiled at Regina before she checked her out, completely naked in front of her.
"I wouldn't get used to this view if I were you," Regina warned. "You won't see it often."
"Oh, I'm sure that won't be true after a few more late night visits," Emma cockily grinned then turned and headed down the walkway to her car.
Regina watched her get into the hideous yellow Volkswagen and take off before she closed the door with an itching thought on her mind.
She started to head back to the kitchen to put away the dinner, but when she passed the parlor, she turned and went inside. She looked over the ruined table and furrowed her brow.
What the hell was that?
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