A/N: Thank you all so much for the reviews since the last chapter! Again, they mean the world to me, and are 100% what motivate me to keep adding to this story, so if you like or hate it, please leave a review telling me what you think! And 60 follows! Thank you so much! It's been like 4 days :') Y'all are too kind. Thank you, again. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter! It's another short one, but I like to think it's much more exciting than the last two.
Emma was in her element. The music was pounding around her, the lights were flashing all different colours, and she was dancing with a beautiful woman. Emma could be found at some club or another most Friday nights, getting drunk with her friends, and always leaving with a bombshell on her arm. This week, the bombshell happened to be a close friend of Mary-Margaret's, Ruby Lucas. Ruby was all legs, and had a daring but sweet personality, which Emma liked. The both of them had already had a couple vodka shots each, and were starting to feel it. Wordlessly, they gravitated back towards the bar and to their friends. Mary-Margaret and David were smirking at them, while the others, Killian, Belle, Neal and Graham were busy arguing over the pros and cons of marijuana.
"You two looked like you were having fun out there," Mary-Margaret said, her smirk growing. Emma rolled her eyes at her.
"Hey, can I buy you a drink?" Emma asked, looking at Ruby. Ruby nodded, and the two of them made their way over to the bartender. They were back on the dance floor in less then twenty minutes, and this time they were both drunk. As the music blared, the two women moved closer and closer towards each other. Soon enough, they were flat out grinding on one another. Ruby's hands moved down to Emma's waist, and Emma opened her eyes to grin at her. Instead, her eyes moved towards the entrance, where she locked eyes with none other than Regina Mills.
"Shit." she gasped. Ruby twisted around, trying to see what had caught Emma's attention. Regina looked ravishing, and Emma couldn't help but notice. She was dressed in a form fitting red dress with a plunging neckline. Her dark hair was loose, and curled just under her shoulders. But her lips were what captivated Emma the most. They were painted red, to match her dress, and Emma could hardly bear to tear her eyes away from them.
"What? What's wrong?" Ruby asked, bringing Emma out of her trance. Emma's eyes snapped back to Ruby.
"Oh. Uh, nothing. Just one of my professors whom I didn't expect to see here of all places." Emma explained, giving Ruby a reassuring smile. She looked over Ruby's shoulder, trying to spot Regina again. She was gone, and Emma couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"Hey, uh, you wanna move this to the washroom?" Emma continued, looking at Ruby sheepishly.
Regina was not happy. At all. Of all the clubs in the city, Kathryn had had to choose this one. And out of all the clubs in the city, Emma Swan had had to come to this one. On this specific night. The one night Regina had agreed to come out after months of refusing. The one night Regina was trying to get Emma out of her head, Emma was here. Of course she was.
"Oh come on Regina." Kathryn said, interrupting her thoughts, "You were fine until we got in here. What's wrong?" Regina ignored her friend, and turned to the bartender, ordering her usual, a gin and tonic.
"That's the spirit!" Kathryn said, nudging Regina's shoulder. Regina glared at her. Kathryn's smile only grew. Twenty minutes and two gin and tonics later, Regina wasn't feeling any better about the situation. She could clearly see Emma's group of friends, (although she noted that Emma was absent) and it was making her uneasy.
"Kathryn, I'm going to the washroom." Regina said as loudly as she could. The music was extremely loud, and Kathryn's attention was on her phone as she waited for a reply from her newest boyfriend.
"What?" Kathryn asked, looking up at Regina. Regina rolled her eyes, and pointed towards the bathroom. As she made her way across the packed nightclub, Mary-Margaret White smiled and gave her a small wave. Regina nodded in her direction, and kept moving towards the restroom. There was no line, which was unexpected, and as Regina pushed the door open, she saw that the washroom was deserted. Except it wasn't. Just as Regina pushed the door closed behind her, she her a breathy moan. She snapped her head to the side to see Emma Swan perched upon a sink, and a brunette on her knees, head between Emma's legs. Emma's head was thrown up in pleasure, and it was clear she was just coming down from an orgasm. Regina was frozen. She could not believe what she was witnessing. As Emma lowered her head, the two of them locked eyes for the second time that night. Regina's eyes were wide with shock, and Emma's hazy in post orgasmic bliss, although they were starting to widen.
"Fuck. Professor Mills I'm so-" Emma started, trailing off when she realized that Regina was already gone.