AN: You didn't think I'd miss it this year did you? You guys wanted me to keep going so now here we are, year 3 and I'm still rollin! If you have story ideas for future years leave them in comments or send me a direct message. The more ideas I'm given the more chances I get to keep going.

If you are holding out for the pregnancy fic, its still going. I got busy where time was concerned and I promise I'll get back to it! In the meantime here's another annual outdoor romp! Yeehaw! All errors are mine as my sick brain kinda got tired of proof reading

Emma: You know what I'd love to do this year Madam Mayor?

Emma's mind was reeling as she sent the quick text to her wife. She knew spring had sprung and since the first May 8th two years ago her mind was always ready to roll come May in Storybrooke.

Regina: What would that be Ms. Swan, another outside romp?

Regina knew, as May hit it was bound to come up but it had become a fun game to play over the last couple years. Who could outdo the other, it reminded Regina a lot of their early days, bickering and battling it out for supremacy?

Emma: Ah, you know us too well. I was hoping to catch you off guard this year. Well can we, I've got something wicked in mind.

Regina: If this involves my sister you can very well count me out and we may need to sit down and have a talk.

Her sass never wavered even via text and Emma loved to play with it.

Emma: Uhh, no. I was thinking…

Regina: That's a first.

Emma: Har har, I was thinking that maybe I could fuck you under your apple tree? How's that for romantic huh? ;-)

Regina to say the least was caught off guard, that'd be way more public than they had been in the past…not only that but it wasn't at home it was at the office. There is a huge difference between backyard shenanigans and sex in public. It only took half a second to ring Emma—

"Are you out of your pretty little mind?! Emma this is public sex we are talking here…we could be arrested—" She tried scolding the blonde but it seemed Emma was one step ahead.

"By who the sheriff? I don't think I'll cuff you, well—"

"Swan, take this seriously!" She tried scolding her again.

"Who's going to know, I mean come on 'Gina we are empty nesters we need some excitement in our lives and that could be a lot of fun. It's nice area back there."

"What if kids were to walk by, or your parents on their nightly walks, I mean it's a Wednesday night for God's sake." Regina practically blushed at the thought of being caught, I guess we could put up a protection spell.

"Stop being such a prude 'Gina, I'll see you at home. I've gotta finish up this patrol."

With that, she clicked the line, not another word. Now if there was one thing Regina Mills was not, it was prude. That probably was a first, sure she was guarded where sex was concerned mainly because she didn't want everyone knowing the ins and outs of her sex-life. It was her business…well and Emma's, no one needed to be privy to her and the sheriff's kinky antics. With a heavy sigh, Regina knew she needed to finish up her afternoon agenda before evening rolled around and she was expected at home. Now her mind was racing with what fun they actually could have in that space next to the townhall, as she swiveled her chair, Regina looked down to her apple tree, grinning mischievously at the possibilities. Oh, we will work something out Swan.

Emma knew she'd be pushing it with sex at the office, but it wasn't as if they hadn't done anything like it before…just not technically outside. It did happen occasionally in the middle of a busy work week when they might be too tired to do anything about it when they got home in the evening, or just to burn off some tensions with being mayor and sheriff.

The blonde knew she struck a chord with the brunette and was feeling a sense of accomplishment from that, how poetic…to fuck the former Evil Queen under her apple tree. She smiled as she drove around town, throwing the biggest smiles to people, them having no idea what was going through her beautiful mind. It was always a trip to think about what the people of Storybrooke didn't know about her and Regina's kinky life, I mean I'm sure they had thoughts about the Evil Queen…who couldn't? This on the other had was fun to play 'normal' for people and them not knowing a thing otherwise.

"Yeah babe what's up?" Emma's phone rang as she was scrounging around the kitchen for a snack before dinner. It wasn't like Regina to not be home in the evenings, cooking up something.

"I'm sorry to do this to you dear but I got caught up with something at work and I'm not sure I will make it home for dinner." Regina did sound pretty distracted, though Emma's lie detector was pinging a little.

"Oh, I hope everything is ok, can I help with anything?" Mainly trying to kill her boredom, it was nice not having anyone to look after but that big house was lonely when no one else was home.

"No, no, just make sure you eat something that isn't junk food please, I'll call you later." With that the line was gone, no other response, no nothing!

Emma wasn't a fool, at this point in their relationship she knew there was a catch here, maybe this was part of her game this time? Emma's mind starting thinking about the way Regina spoke over the phone, was there other background noise, was there the slight echo that said she was still in her office? She's definitely at the office.

Emma sat at the bar stool in the kitchen, pondering her next move, if Regina really was working, she'd be so pissed if Emma showed up for sex. However, if it was just a game to get Emma to come over anyways, they'd end up having amazing sex near said apple tree. The blonde was perplexed to say the least, she ate a bowl of yogurt…damn her eating habits are rubbing off on me, at least it's good. She shrugged as she washed the single dish and spoon before making up her mind.

Shoes, coat, and keys and she was out the door.

Regina didn't expect Emma to show up, sure it was a little white lie to get out of this silly little holiday but part of her kind of wanted to 'celebrate.' Emma coming to the office meant they'd be in the location that the sex was to potentially happen so it worked out for both of them. She did indeed have work to do, but it wasn't pressing, she was good at making something sound much more serious than it really was. Her assistant had gone home, not even the janitor remained at this point, it was just her and the mass that was city hall.

The knock was gentle, surely not to frighten or disturb the working woman, but she heard it. Regina rose from her desk and walked to the door…she kept it locked for safety reasons when she was here late. She already knew who was on the other side, Emma would have been bored home alone and it didn't matter what the date was she would have come and pestered her anyways.

"Hey, I brought you a bite to eat, I was sure you didn't take a break to do that." The food was a peace offering for disturbing the quiet that was her office.

"Ah, you would be correct. Chicken salad? Did you cook?" Her brows rose in surprise.

"We had grilled chicken and threw it in a salad with dressing on the side, not that hard to do." She laughed as she handed over the meal to her wife. "So, some extra work tonight huh?"

"Yeah, there was a few loose ends that I needed to tie up in the schools' budget unfortunately, I always feel bad about cutting funding there so I was trying to crunch some numbers in other departments to give the school enough funding." She sat back at her desk and nibbled on the salad Emma brought her.

"Yeah I guess," Emma was trying to read her but for some reason she was having a hard time figuring out Regina tonight. It really was like she forgot the whole day and was focused on work. Emma stared off into nothingness as Regina ate, the silence starting to get to her and not sure how to bring up other topics.

"Are you going to hang out until I finish or-?" Regina rose her brows in question, bringing Emma back to reality.

"Oh, umm—" the blonde, still standing, rocked back on her heels.

Regina knew exactly what this was about, and she knew she had the upper hand here. Emma was terrified if she brought it up Regina would be angry and send her home with nothing more than a kiss goodnight…if that!

"Emma, did you come here in hopes I would still play out your little fantasy? Even though I said I was working on something important?" She continued eating as she watched the blonde blush slightly; she wasn't born yesterday.

"I uhh—well I mean—" she stuttered again, Emma hated when she lost the upper hand and now the ball was in Regina's court, as usual.

"Let me guess, 'we are already here and we can make it happen right now.'" Her brows rose again, her demeanor trying to uphold its strength as she fought against Emma's cuteness and her green puppy dog eyes.

"Yeah that was pretty much my argument." Emma shrugged apologetically and Regina knew she wouldn't be able to keep up her ruse much longer. "I'll uhh, I'll see you at home hm?"

Regina rose from her seat, Emma had moseyed her way to bid her goodnight, she was more than likely only getting a hug and a kiss, called it. Regina's arms wrapped around her and couldn't help the fluttering in her stomach as she inhaled the blondes' natural scent.

"I'll meet you down in the courtyard in 5 minutes." It was an excited whisper and a tease…

Emma's eyes went wide as her heartrate increased tenfold; she knew Regina was playing this game but she almost had her fooled this time. Since when does my sixth sense not work with her? Emma pondered as she released the brunette and looked at her for reassurance.

"Yeah?"

"Yes, now go before I change my mind…" Emma turned and made her way towards the door, "oh and Emma, no magic tonight," her sadistic grin scared Emma but it also excited her beyond belief.

Shit, shit, shit…Emma's mind was in over drive as she made her way to the city hall courtyard, being a good sheriff…and thief in her day, means her senses were always heightened for any usual and unusual activity. It was late, on a Wednesday night, there shouldn't be anyone out and about this late in the evening, even for walks or otherwise. School age kids would be in bed and there was certainly a lack of excitement in this town where vandalism was concerned, they should be in the clear.

"You alright Swan?" Regina's voice caught the blonde by surprise as she whipped around to see her wife strolling through the courtyard.

"You are too beautiful." Emma started to sound cheesy, maybe it was the night air or the excitement of spring buzzing but there was something special about this little cheesy holiday they did between them.

"Flattery only gets you so far, you know that," she grinned as she started unbuttoning her blazer, teasing the blonde a little more. "You know we aren't going to be completely nude for this right?"

"Yes, it's the activity that counts not the nudity factor." Smug in her own way, Emma grinned as she removed her own coat and hung it from a tree branch.

"So, you were just hoping for a quickie in the courtyard? Good thing I wore a skirt today," she came toe to toe with Emma, she could feel the blonde's excitement, her magic bubbling to the surface as it usually did when she was excited or nervous. "Don't let it get out of control, you are beyond this."

"Sometimes I overthink and I get too excited too fast." She grabbed Regina's hips and didn't waste time, their lips connected quickly, bruising but not rushed…rough but oh so tender. Regina liked this version of Emma, when her dominant side came out to play, while Regina and the Evil Queen had their dominant side it was nice when she finally found she could trust Emma enough with her body to let her do what she wanted.

"How do you want to take me my love?" Regina finally broke the kiss, desperately needing some air.

Emma growled at the thought, she had plenty of thoughts of taking her right here under this tree, but would it be against it, or under it, on the grass? There were so many questions and no answers! Emma's eyes danced with excitement as Regina waited to see what she would do, though nothing could prepare her for what she was about to do. In a puff of white smoke Emma had a scarf of Regina's from the house, a scarf that they used for blindfold as well as hand tying…

"Is this ok?" Emma backed Regina into base of the tree, raising her arms so that she could loop the scarf on a branch and tie each of Regina's hands with it. The brunette nodded swiftly as she felt Emma's shaky fingers work a small tie on each hand.

"Didn't I say no magic?" Regina just couldn't help herself.

"Hm you didn't specify but I took that as 'no barrier' and 'no magic cock.'" Emma shrugged and pressed herself against the bound brunette. "Boy how poetic is this huh? The savior fucking the Evil Queen against her apple tree. Won't read that story anywhere." The blonde teased as she ran her hands to Regina's waist, squeezing gently before moving to unbutton her few buttons on her blouse.

Regina moaned as she felt Emma's hands work her body up, she knew it wouldn't take long and in this type of situation with no magic to protect herself from exposure and in a public space she knew the risks this held.

"Shh, you need to make sure you stay quiet remember." Emma teased as she knelt in front of her wife, kissing her slightly exposed stomach and up her ribcage before moving up to the swell of her breasts, her mouth lingering on a few spots she knew drove Regina crazy. The brunette bit her lip, holding back her sighs of excitement, knowing part of this excitement radiated from the idea of being caught.

"Emma," it was a breathy sigh of impatience and frustration with Emma's slow-goings, her insides fluttering with the anticipation.

"I'm sorry is there somewhere you needed to be?" Emma stood against her wife, toe to toe, whispering in her ear before nibbling and lapping her earlobe gently.

"Please…"

"So needy tonight," Emma continued her soft nibbles down her neck, her hands making soft touches along the waistline of her skirt. "I'm really glad you decided on a skirt today, I guess the question is, did you plan ahead with the proper undergarments?" Emma's touches moved over the skirt down to the hem of her garment, moving up slightly revealing more of the brunette's beautiful legs. "Garter belt huh? I guess the real question now would be…panties or no panties?" Her smirk turned mischievous as she reached up the inside of Regina's thigh feeling the warmth radiating from her core. "Ah, no panties. So, this was planned."

Regina bit her lip hard as Emma's middle finger swept through her wet center, paying close attention to her clit at the end, letting her feel some pleasure but not truly giving her what she needed. Her legs practically buckled as Emma teased her clit mercilessly, giving her special attention that she did indeed want and the blonde could feel just how bad she wanted this.

"Please, Em," her voice shaky in her arousal as she felt Emma's fingers dancing along her wetness.

"Say it again," Emma taunted, she loved when Regina's desperation kicked in and when she practically yelled at the blonde to make her come, it was everything to Emma.

"Emma Swan…" She warned the blonde woman, biting her lip again as she felt Emma's fingers tease her folds, her scolding manner failing as Emma pushed two of her fingers knuckle deep. Her cries silenced as Emma began a slow pumping motion into her wife, the brunette's eyes rolling into the back of her head as the tease continued.

"Say it Regina and I'll give it to you," Emma teased again, knowing she was close to the edge.

"Emma, just fuck me already I'm begging you!" It was louder than Emma had expected and she couldn't help when her other hand went up to the brunettes' mouth, silencing her fully, only heightening her experience. She moaned deep in her gut, reverberating up and into the hand of the blonde who was mystified, feeling her wife beginning to clench around her fingers already. She knew Regina liked when she was able to take control of her body, knowing certain things that might take it to the next level for her, it was like she was in her mind.

Emma sped her pumping fingers up to appease her wife, the brunette whined against her hand again, so appreciative of more stimulation to her drenched core. Emma watched her face in the dimly lit courtyard, her whines and sighs of pleasure as she approached her peak. She could feel Regina's wetness dripping down her fingers, onto the rest of her knuckles, Emma couldn't help the moan that escaped herself. The blonde couldn't stand it any longer, withdrawing her fingers from her wife she knelt before her Queen, hiking up her skirt as far as it would go…

"Wha—" it took Regina a moment to register what was happening until she felt the blondes warm wet tongue swiping through her folds, "oh my—" her hips bucking against Emma's face insistently.

"Still have to be quiet 'Gina," the blonde mumbled from below her, her mouth going back to work, finally being able to taste her was all she needed at this point. "Fuck you taste so good." She knew her being vocal would cause Regina to moan again but they were past the point of no return here, there was no way in hell she'd stop even if her dad rolled up on patrol…ok maybe. Her tongue made firm circles around the brunettes swollen clit before swiping across it quickly and lapping at the swollen lips. Emma brought her fingers back to her soaked center, plunging her two fingers inside, curving just right and hitting her g-spot.

"Emma, oh my—Emma—" she was close and was having a hard time staying quiet about the matter, "I'm, fuck—" she turned her head into her arm as she caught her volume level and groaned deeply into her arm as her orgasm washed over her. Her hips moved against Emma's mouth and fingers, trying to encourage the blonde to not stop before she was fully sated. Emma had no plans to stop, she knew how Regina was when it came to oral sex, if she were to stop, it would ruin this lovely high she was riding. Wave after wave washed over the brunette as her hips finally relaxed in completion.

In a wave of magic Regina released her own hands as Emma caught her around the waist, meeting in the middle for a wet kiss, which they both moaned into.

"Are you ok?" Emma asked as they separated.

"Yes, very much so." Regina sighed heavily; a dopey grin plastered across her face, as she found the bench that would have been much easier to use for this. They both sat for a moment, Regina still shaky from adrenaline and the strength of her orgasm.

"God you look beautiful like this." Emma was in awe watching her wife; disheveled, post sexed, blouse still undone, skirt barely covering anything. Regina blushed at her compliment and tried to put herself back together again. "Why are you embarrassed? I thought you got over that a couple years ago." Emma nudged her leg with her own teasingly.

"There is no protection spell, no magic, it was different—I liked it, a lot." Her voice got small, Regina never felt like this, it was a strange feeling for her and that scared her.

"So, you are embarrassed by how much you enjoy doing this year after year?" Emma tried again.

"I suppose, you of all people know I'm not a prude Emma but this is something different." She shrugged, not really sure how to further explain what she was feeling.

"Well I mean we can practice more—"

"Geez Regina can't keep your kinky antics at home it's got to come to the office as well?"

Both the blonde and brunette leapt from the bench, Regina hastily trying to hide behind Emma to at least pull her skirt all the way down.

"Zelena? What the hell are you doing here?" Regina's voice was accusatory and slightly embarrassed to be caught by her sister, as she straightened up her posture, getting her buttons of her blouse done up.

"Well you didn't answer your phone and your cars weren't home, sure enough here you are." She strolled forward, meeting the couple.

"Yes, what I meant was what do you want?" Regina tried again, "it's nearing 11, why aren't you home?"

"The girls are staying with me and well, something must be in the air, thought the sheriff would be working and that I could come bother you for a drink, I'm much too old to listen to those two go at it all night." She shrugged with her signature eyeroll. "I tell them you said it would be ok to stay with you because you've got the space but—"

"Yeah that wouldn't be even more awkward, two lesbian couples having at it nightly." Emma huffed, she loved Robin and Alice but they definitely had more giggly sex than her and Regina did.

"You wish nightly." Regina retorted, "we should be going home now anyways." Regina strode off, leaving Emma and Zelena behind.

"So that's a 'no' on the drink then?" Zelena tried again.

"You are welcome to sleep in the guest room." Emma offered as Regina left them alone.

"How the hell did you get Regina to have sex in the middle of this courtyard? I mean you couldn't stick to the office?" She nudged Emma in question. "Is this some sick perverted game?"

Emma let out a heavy sigh and laughed gently at the whole situation, she'd never understand. The blonde followed in her wife's footsteps, ignoring Zelena further…

"Oh, come on, give me something," the redhead tried again to understand what her sister and wife were up to in the courtyard of the townhall.