A.N.: The way this idea had a chokehold on me and would not let me go, whew child! The worst part is it's inspired by kinktok. Anyways, here's some kinky SwanQueen!
Warnings: D/s themes, light degradation, voyeurism, begging, and edging of the self-inflicted orgasm denial variety.
Disclaimer: If I had any type of rights, Henry wouldn't even have a step dad.
Being the mayor of a town full of fairytale characters has never really been all it's cracked up to be, but she usually enjoys the quiet strength that comes from being the oil that keeps the wheels of Storybrooke turning.
Today was not one of those days. Which is why at 5 PM on the dot, the reformed witch was out of her seat and saying good night to her assistant.
If the Queen was being honest with herself, she had another reason to be rushing home on this Friday afternoon. That reason stood 5'7 in combat boots, had shiny blonde hair that was perfect for pulling, wore jackets made from the cheapest of leathers, and had been sending her teasing little texts all day. Long story short, Regina was horny and it was all Emma Swan's fault.
It started this morning after her first meeting. Rumple was again requesting a meeting to talk about potentially expanding his pawn shop and wanted to see if Regina would give him leeway with all the red tape. She had to tell the man no for a second time as she wasn't in the business of making deals with him anymore.
Immediately after the old imp closed the door behind himself, the mayor's personal phone vibrated in her desk drawer. Emma usually sent her cute texts when she thought the mayor might be having a bad day, so Regina saw no harm in opening the text from her girlfriend of two years. Boy was she wrong.
The former Evil Queen was greeted with a sight that was far more wicked than anything she had ever planned against Snow White.
In all her pale glory lay a naked Emma on top of her unmade bed in the two bedroom apartment she rented near the bed and breakfast. Regina had to lick her lips to cure her sudden dry mouth. The young sheriff looked absolutely delicious with shining bright green eyes and a teasing smile barely in the picture's frame. The blonde's long pale neck and the toned muscles in her upper left arm seemed to be enhanced by the camera's eye. The ends of her golden tresses were just long enough to touch the hard tips of dusty pink nipples that were sitting atop perfectly rounded breasts.
Regina could vividly remember holding those breasts in her hands the night before as Emma laid beneath her squirming and moaning in pleasure. The flashback sent a shiver down her spine that seemed to end just below the waistband of her panties. The ex bail bondswoman's stamina was always something that impressed the mayor as the former queen never felt like any of her previous lovers could keep up with her in that regard.
Just like last night, her son's other mother had her back arched, expressing just how good she was feeling in the moment. The action forced her breasts closer to the camera, but Regina's eyes were caught on the other hand, which was obviously the source of her girlfriend's pleasure. Emma was clearly bored in Regina's absence and couldn't find anything better to do than torture her boss and girlfriend on her day off. The worst part was the edge of the picture was stopping Regina from seeing what the town's sheriff so clearly wanted to show her.
The attached message simply read, Missing you. x
The mayor worried a red lip between her teeth wondering if she felt like being naughty and playing her younger girlfriend's game. She toyed with the buttons on her shirt thinking about all the ways she could get the sheriff back for starting something they knew neither would be able to finish.
The phone on her desk crackled to life as her assistant alerted her that her 10 AM had just arrived for their meeting.
After that meeting, Regina decided to take a working lunch just to be able to see her girlfriend and still sign off on all the paperwork needed for a new building project in the town square.
She was in Granny's diner, sitting across from her girlfriend who had just finished eating a grilled cheese and fries with a mildly amused look on her face.
"How is it that you eat like a twelve year old boy and still have a body as beautiful as yours." Emma blushed cutely behind the napkin she was using to wipe the breadcrumbs off her face.
"Same way you're like 60 and still the hottest person I've ever seen," the town sheriff replied smugly, knowing Regina preferred to use her cursed age over her actual age.
"And that's strike two. Keep it up, Emma. You're in for a fun evening."
"Woah! Strike two? What was strike one? If I'm causing trouble I'd at least like to know about it." The blonde was playing dumb and pushing Regina's buttons to see just how far the older woman would take it in public.
Regina leaned in close and lowered her voice to make sure Emma was the only one able to hear her words.
"Some whore sent me unsolicited pictures of themselves playing with their slutty pussy this morning. Does any of that ring a bell to you, Sheriff Swan?" With that Regina sat back in her seat and cocked a shapely eyebrow at her girlfriend.
Emma could only sit in the same spot, mouth slightly open, with her eyes blinking unfocused at the mayor. Regina chuckled under her breath and Emma blushed again.
"Does that mean you didn't enjoy them?" Emma asked, taking a much needed sip of her water.
"Oh, I definitely enjoyed them. What I don't enjoy is having to cut this lunch short, but I really do have to get back to the office. Sorry, dear." Regina went to reach for her wallet, but was waved off as the sheriff threw a few bills on the table for their meals and the tip.
"Would I be in any less trouble if I told you my parents wanted to have Henry over for dinner...without us?" The Savior asked after leaning in for a kiss from her girlfriend.
"Hmm.. I might consider removing a strike in favor of alone time with you."
"Well then I'll text my mom as soon as I get back to the loft." Regina gave a flirty smile to the heir of the White Kingdom.
"For the record, the 'sexts' as you like to call them were a nice touch, but not the most considerate when I've been having a busy day." Emma laughed.
"What's a girl gotta do to get your attention, then?" Regina smirked at the younger woman.
"Beg for it." The Savior was not expecting that at all. She really should have since her girlfriend used to literally be referred to as evil, but she didn't. The blonde choked, drawing the attention of a nearby busboy clearing the table directly behind them. Emma waved off the teenager's concern and thanked god Ruby wasn't waitressing that day. The werewolf's heightened hearing would've no doubt had a field day with the conversation being had in the middle of the diner in broad daylight.
By the time Emma regained control of her motor functions, Regina had already left the diner and was on her way back towards the town hall.
The high from getting the upper hand on the young princess earlier in the day was enough to keep Regina motivated until the clock struck 5 PM on the clock tower.
Replaying her interactions with the sheriff also had Regina wondering if she should discard the pair of panties she was currently wearing. Even just the thought of fucking the powerful Savior never failed to make her clit throb in her designer pants.
Maybe walking home would be a better idea.
Walking home seemed to only make her arousal worse, but at least Regina didn't have to worry about accidentally veering off the road because the seatbelt made the material of her blouse rub her painfully hard and sensitive nipples just right. That certainly wouldn't be a good look for the leader of the town. Unfortunately, every step she took made the inner seam of her pants brush directly over her clit in a way that had the Good Queen's hands shaking by the time she made it to the end of Mifflin street. It didn't help that it seemed like every citizen of Storybrooke was outside enjoying the nice weather and wanted to stop the mayor for a quick chat about one thing or another.
Regina breathed a small sigh of relief as she locked the large door behind herself and kicked off her three inch heels in the foyer. When she went to drop her keys in the bowl by the door she thought she heard a noise coming from upstairs, but that couldn't have been right because she didn't see Henry's shoes anywhere. Her teenager was a creature of habit and had been leaving his shoes by the door since Regina could remember. Stopping to look at the stove clock in the kitchen, Regina took note that it was also way after the time her girlfriend would normally take their son to his grandparents for dinner.
Something heavy hit the floor upstairs and Regina was certain someone was in the house. All thoughts of her gorgeous partner went out the window in the face of a potential threat in her house. Summoning a fireball in her left hand and her phone in her right, she called the town's protector and slowly took to the stairs.
Regina waited at the top of the stairs until her girlfriend's cell went to voicemail. The mayor got ready for a fight with no backup, but stopped once she heard a loud whimper come from inside the room. She recognized the sound immediately and all the warmth that had gathered in her cheeks from what she thought would be a fight, headed south.
Regina was pretty sure that it was her girlfriend in her bedroom, but just to be completely sure, she turned over her phone to reveal the mirror on the back of her case.
She knew that almost every mirror in the house had been enchanted and it would only take a wave of her well manicured fingers to see exactly what was happening on the other side of her bedroom door.
When the image on the back of her phone cleared Regina could see Emma spread out on her queen sized bed looking more ravishing in person than she had hours prior in the photo she sent the mayor. The blonde once again had her head thrown back in passion, but this time she was on her knees, using one hand to keep herself steady on the bed and the other to run fast circles around her clit. The Savior was positioned on the bed facing Regina's headboard, which meant her red and swollen folds were on full display unbeknownst to her.
Finally able to take her eyes away from Emma's glistening center, Regina was able to make out remnants of white, sparkly dust floating around the room. The soft tendrils were left over evidence of Emma's magic, leading the former Evil Queen to the conclusion that Emma teleported herself onto Regina's bed while attempting to pleasure herself. From the speed of her fingers, Regina imagined her girlfriend had been at it since she returned from taking Henry to her parents' loft.
The woman in question was still furiously trying to push herself towards the edge not knowing that the woman she was currently fantasizing about had a front row seat to the show she was putting on.
Emma was on the other side of the door making the most wonderful sounds Regina had ever heard from her partner. The muffled whimpers and groans were seconds away from making Regina reach into her own pants when the Savior abruptly stopped, chest red and heaving.
Clearly she was aroused if the subtle twitching of her clit was anything to go by, but Regina was a bit confused about the blonde's hesitation.
That's when Emma lowered herself even more on the bed until her face and chest were flush with the soft sheets that she was far too gone to notice weren't her own. Regina was sure that with this adjusted angle the young sheriff would be able to get herself off even faster, but that was not what Emma had in mind.
"Uh, fuck, Regina!" Emma cried out, balling her hands into fists and holding them underneath her, close to her chest. Her thoughts were still on her girlfriend who was currently playing voyeur with the standing mirror in the corner of the room.
Regina could see that her girlfriend's knees were shaking, presumably from the combined effort of holding up the woman they were attached to and holding back the orgasm that seemed to be licking at her heels. Part of her wanted to barge into the room and finish the blonde off herself, but the darker part of her mind convinced her to sit back against the door and stew in her own arousal and curiosity about why the blonde was holding back.
"Oh, Reggie please. Fuck! Please fuck me." Emma groaned out to what she thought was an empty room. Regina could feel herself soaking through her panties. Emma was taking her earlier advice to heart. The mayor had told the Saviour to beg for her attention as a teasing little joke, but this was so much better. It wasn't as if Regina had never heard Emma beg during a scene or for a favor, but something about her begging for the ex-Evil Queen to finish her while she edged herself on the woman's bed was making the brunette especially hot underneath her pants suit.
Emma turned her head to the side and that's when Regina realized just how gone the younger witch really was. The blonde's usually green irises were clouded over with magic and only the sparkly white color of her magic was visible. Regina's own eyes darkened as she carefully watched the sheriff bite her lip and roughly palm her breasts trying to relieve some of the tension coiling in her lower belly.
"Baby, please lemme cum for you. I promise I'll be a good girl. Fuck, pleasepleaseplease." The desperate sounds Emma was making mixed with the aura of her magic and the picture perfect visuals being provided had Regina panting against the other side of the door with her left hand furiously rubbing herself closer to the edge. She had been wound tightly all day and the only thing on her mind besides what ring size Emma wore was the fact that her own orgasm was so close she could taste it.
Regina was acutely aware of just how close her girlfriend was to cumming mere feet away from her and that motivated the brunette to push herself up onto her knees faster and plunge first two, then three fingers inside herself. She was as delirious with want as her lover was and just needed a few more well placed touches to finish the job.
She chanced a look towards her phone only to find that Emma had resumed touching herself, this time using two long fingers to fuck herself as deep as she wished the Queen was there to do. It seemed the Saviour was done denying herself sweet release as she resorted to rubbing her clit in time with her thrusts, a move that was known to cause the athletic blonde to squirt on more than one occasion.
"Please, baby! Ugh, fuck I want it. I wanna cum for you so badly. Please Reggie! I- fuck, thank you Mistress!" Hearing the title that Emma only ever used when she was deep in subspace lit a fire under Regina causing her to reach her peak only seconds after her girlfriend. The mayor let out a guttural moan as her inner muscles held her fingers in a vice grip, forcing her to lean her forehead against the door to support her weight as she came all over her hand.
Once Regina was able to catch her breath, she pulled her hand out of her soaked underwear and went about fixing her disheveled clothes. She had just finished tucking her blouse back into her trousers when Emma opened the door with a goofy smile on her face.
"Were you watching me, Madame Mayor?" Emma asked, pointing to the mirror in the room that still had remnants of Regina's magic swirling inside it. Regina smirked at the use of her professional title during such an unprofessional moment. Knowing she was caught, Regina felt no need to lie.
"You have been teasing me all day long and you think I'm going to look a gift horse in the mouth? Especially when this particular horse can't control their magic and teleports into my room unannounced and naked?" Emma laughed, loving that they were comfortable enough with each other to indulge in their kinks with one another.
"Fair, point. I've been wanting you all day, to be honest. I think my magic was kind of just feeding off of that." Emma offered, blushing.
"You think?"
"It's not my fault you're sexy as hell! You saw me in there, I couldn't control it if I wanted to. I don't even know what I was saying, it just kept coming out." Emma could've competed in a tomato contest, she was so red.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of, darling. It was incredibly sexy knowing I've completely ruined you for anyone else, even yourself." Regina said with a self satisfied smirk. Emma rolled her eyes and pulled her girlfriend in for a passionate kiss.
"Ya know, I could wipe that smirk off your face."
"You certainly have all night to try, dear."
A.N.: SwanQueen is one of my all time favorite pairings! Let me know what you think and feel free to check out my other works while you're here. Thanks for reading!