Regina stomped grumpily through the streets of Storybrooke, passing by pawns in her quest for vengeance. Speaking of vengeance, Mary Margaret ambled towards her, retreating into her scarf meekly, holding folders and books. She felt Mary Margaret's body connect with hers and Mary fell to the ground.

"You should look where you're going," Regina said coldly. Kneeling on the sidewalk, Mary Margaret nodded meekly, trying her best to hide the blush filling her cheeks.

"I'm so sorry, Mayor Mills." Regina rolled her eyes and kept walking to the town hall, her designated job, as decided by the Dark Curse.

It's been 8 years since her curse had been cast, and she's at the point where she's constantly annoyed by each day the curse brings. Her life was a constant record on repeat and was looking for something to bring her life something. She just couldn't figure out what.

It seems that Mary Margaret was miserable, but didn't know why. That was the goal, wasn't it? To have Snow live her life away from her sickening husband and her daughter? Then why did Regina suddenly feel so wretched?

In the Enchanted Forest, she would find a new way to torture her, but circumstances are less than satisfactory here. Of course, she could get Graham to figure something else out, but it's more fun when she can do it herself.

Of course, work was literally the same as usual, but fulfilling, and one of the only things she can bury herself in. Once more, she was walking into her empty house at 9:00 in the evening heading straight for her whiskey cabinet. She layed down on her couch, kicking off her heels and taking a sip from her glass.

Once she finished her second drink, she shot up with an idea forming in her mind. The amber liquid swished in her glass as she set it down on her table and pulled her shoes on, grabbing her jacket, and fumbled for the keys in her pocket.

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Mary Margaret sat on her small couch with a pillow in her lap, grading her classes latest pop-quiz when a knock at the door startles her. She tentatively set her things down and answered it.

"Mayor Mills, hi. Can I help you?" Regina shook her head and quickly snagged the other woman's lips on hers, biting her bottom lip lightly, pulling her in aggressively. Mary Margaret quickly pulled away.

"What are you…"

"Oh, don't deny it dear, I know you want this." Regina moved in again, but Mary Margaret backed away.

"…I'm not exactly denying it, I just want to know why." Regina rolled her eyes.

"Why know when it could be a mystery." Mary Margaret went in this time, pressing her lips lightly to the other woman, but finding herself ensnared in a heated kiss that shook her from her head to her feet. Regina pulled her to the couch and shoved her to sit, climbing on top and gripping her short cropped hair. Mary moaned in her mouth, but kept her hands at her sides, until Regina took them and guided them to her hips.

"As much as I want this, it's a school night and I have to be up early tomorrow," Mary mentioned against Regina's neck, grazing her teeth along her pulse point. Regina froze up and rolled her eyes, while Mary Margaret got slightly flustered.

"Fine. I'll be leaving," Regina breathed. Mary Margaret stood up after Regina.

"Tomorrow then?" Regina rolled her eyes.

"If I feel like it." She stomped out the door and down the stairs, where she heard the other woman slowly sigh before closing the door. She grinned on the way to her car.

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Snow sat in the diner at a table, reading her book. Looking behind her, she saw Regina walking to the entrance to the diner. She straightened her beret and fixed her hair, then opened her book back up in time for the diner bells to jingle, announcing the mayor's arrival.

"Mayor Mills," Snow greeted. Regina rolled her eyes.

"Miss Blanchard." She regarded pointedly, strolling up to the counter and ordering her coffee, black. She stood at the counter, ignoring the schoolteacher behind her and glancing at the menu above her.

Snow felt very baffled at the end of every conversation she's had with the mayor. She was always cold, but yesterday was the first time she had wanted to talk with Miss Blanchard other than to criticize her teaching, her clothes, or whatever she was bothered with.

She didn't understand why she was so unwelcome. She couldn't remember doing anything to her, but despite that, she was always acting as unpleasantly as she could when talking with her. It's not that she's the only target of her inhospitality, but she is the only one she downright insults. And when she came over and kissed her, that was even more perplexing, and when at the end, Mary Margaret seemed to be the one begging, not Regina. She really was a puzzling woman.

But she still found herself wanting her approval, her attention, and a space in her mind.

Later that night, Red tried getting Snow out for another girl's night, but not wanting to go. She somehow got dragged along anyway.

She stood at her full length mirror, eyeing her reflection. She looked strong, confident, and not at all infatuated with the mayor. Sadly, it was inaccurate with how she really felt. Her tight red dress clung to her shapely body and ended before her knees. Ruby told her to wear it for tonight, despite how uncomfortable she felt in a bar full of drunk, slobbering men.

Despite all that, she still tried to flaunt herself, to no avail. Well, accept when Regina stepped through those doors to the Rabbit Hole, scrunching her nose at the god-awful scent of sweat, cheap liquor and cigars. Her heart fluttered and she tried to hold it still as Regina made her way to the other woman.

"You don't seem bold enough for the Rabbit Hole," Regina commented, grinning maliciously.

"Maybe you don't know me as well as you think," Mary Margaret said strongly. Regina's face fell and she glared.

"Well, aren't you going to buy me a drink?" Mary Margaret blushed and flustered.

"Um, well, actually, I was just with…um, Ruby and Ashley." Regina rolled her eyes.

"Don't be silly." Mary Margaret thought, then caught up with Regina. From their table, both girls jaws slacked at the sight of Mary Margaret with the mayor.

After three too many drinks, Regina led Mary Margaret out the door and into the brisk air outside. It was pitch black outside, lit by nothing than a measly few streetlamps. In the dim light, she saw Mary smiling. Regina turned the other woman towards her, drawing her in a kiss made hazy by alcohol and fatigue.

"Come home with me," Mary Margaret whispered under her breath. Regina nodded dazedly and allowed herself to be dragged to the small loft Mary called home. She pushed Mary Margaret to the bedroom, where she all but fell on top of the other woman, lazily licking her neck and down to the neckline of her revealing red dress. The woman under her sighed and moaned quietly, squirming under her delicate but firm touch.

This was the power she needed, the power she wanted, the power she's craved for longer than she cared to admit. Feeling the woman who constantly betrayed her, defied her, hurt her, submitting under the touch she administrated willingly.

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Regina's head pounded, like a hammer connecting with her skull with each pump of blood from her dark heart. Beside her, Mary Margaret slept peacefully, completely oblivious to the fact that she was infiltrated by the woman who has ruined her life many times over. Regina loved everything bit of it. Every touch, every kiss, every firm caress, every painful-yet-pleasurable feeling she gave Mary Margaret, everything.

She quickly left the weird comfort of her enemies bed and collected her clothes, indolently strewn across the apartment, even picking garments off of lampshades, tables, and succulents.

Mary Margaret awoke earlier than she had hoped, padding out of the room with a blanket wrapped around her torso as she opened the door.

"Regina?" The woman stopped in the doorframe and turned to the brunette standing in the middle of the apartment.

"Yes?"

"What does this mean? Us, I mean." Regina didn't miss a beat when replying.

"Whatever you want dear, as long as it isn't a relationship." Regina left and slammed the door behind her.

Mary Margaret sighed and fought the oncoming tears as she pulled a box of cereal off the top of her cupboards. She had lesson plans to attend to, but could only watch rerun after rerun of The Cosby Show. Once she reached her sixth episode, she shut her television off hastily and held her head in her hands.

Instead, she tried not to think about the woman who disregarded her this morning and outright told her she wanted anything but a relationship with her. Just the thought of her made her head hurt.

Her phone rang from the kitchen and she jumped and grinned. She ran to kitchen and picked it up, finding out it was only Ruby.

Are you okay? She asked. She rolled her eyes.

Yes, I'm fine. Why?

I last saw you walking out with Regina on your arm.

And?

I just don't want you getting hurt.

Relax, Rubes, I'll be fine.

She sighed and hung up. It rang once more and she knew it was Ruby or Ashley. Picking up again, it was neither, but Regina.

Now that I'm thinking about it, would you want to go on a date with me? Mary Margaret answered quickly.

Sure. Tomorrow at Granny's, 3?

Sounds good. See you tomorrow. Mary Margaret giggled excitedly and picked an outfit out from her wardrobe. A simple white dress and black flats, with a short black cardigan.

Regina held the bridge of her nose in between two fingers bitterly. She sighed and chuckled slightly at the circumstances she found herself in. She agreed to go on a date with the woman she hates to torment her, because she finds herself constantly bored. she chuckled once more and took a sip of her cherry wine, waiting for her fish casserole to finish baking.