"Would you just shut up and let me concentrate?" Emma huffed.
Regina's brow arched. "I am only trying to help you, Miss Swan. It's not my fault that you are incapable of accessing your own magic without me dragging it out of you."
Emma scowled before shrugging out of her leather jacket and tossing it onto the chest of spell books behind her.
It was a simple spell, although deeply amusing to the former Evil Queen.
"In your mind you must see that the water already is wine. Your magic is just unlocking the potential," she coached.
"I know," Emma growled and Regina bit her lip unconsciously at the sound.
Emma closed her eyes, summoning her light magic and making the air around them crackle with energy.
We'll have to move lessons outside soon, Regina thought to herself as her own magic stirred at the close proximity.
A cloud of white materialized from the saviour's hands, descending on the glass of water before her and swirling around it before dissipating.
Green eyes opened and landed on the glass, staring bemusedly.
The water had turned a deep amber color instead of the blood red Regina's example had earlier. Emma reached for it, but Regina was quicker. She took a cautious sniff and grinned when she realized what it was.
"My my, Sheriff. I had no idea my cider left such an impression on you," Regina said coyly.
Emma flushed a bright red as Regina took a sip of the cider her magic had made and licked her lips.
"Delicious. Would you like a taste?"
In her mind Regina warred with herself. The question, meant to be a taunt, had come out far too flirtatious.
Emma stuffed her hands into her pocket and scuffed her boot on the mausoleum's floor. "I'm good, thanks."
Regina shrugged as if the answer was of no consequence to her as she turned and took a hearty swig of the alcohol.
I need to get a hold of myself.
"So can I go home now?"
Regina's head whipped around at the intrusion and frowned. "I'm afraid not, Miss Swan. We still have much work to do."
"What?! Come on, Regina! We've been at this for hours already!"
Emma was pouting adorably, and while normally Regina would have conceded tonight she just wasn't in the mood.
"If you insist on keeping my son from me you should at least be adequately prepared to defend him from any magical attacks."
Emma's hackles immediately rose and she stepped into the mayor's personal space as if by instinct.
"Our son is perfectly safe with me," Emma growled.
She was much too close, it was messing with the queen's head.
"Oh really?" she replied icily.
She lifted her hand and suddenly Emma found herself being slammed against the wall by an unseen force. Regina stalked towards her, her hand curled so her magic kept a steady pressure on the younger woman's throat. It wasn't enough to hurt her, just enough to show the insolent little brat who was really in charge.
She stopped once she was pressed up against the blonde, replacing her magic with her actual hand and feeling warm skin over tensed muscles.
What am I doing?
But she couldn't stop, too full of frustration and exhaustion to fight her own feelings.
"All this time, Miss Swan, and you still have no idea what I'm capable of."
She tensed her fingers slightly and felt a low rumble beneath her palm. The blonde had stopped struggling the moment Regina's body had pinned her and had resorted instead to glaring.
The mayor searched those eyes, looking for signs of fear. All she found was anger and...lust? Those vibrant green eyes had darkened until they were almost black and her skin had flushed a bright pink.
Regina had to stifle a moan as a bolt of arousal shot through her.
Not this again.
She tightened her hold further. She wanted...so many things. But she couldn't be sure of the other woman's feelings. What if she only wanted to remain reluctant companions? What if she wanted a relationship? What if she didn't? Her pride would not, could not allow her to make the first move. No, she would deal with her desires on her own, and she would stay the hell away from the woman who was driving her crazy.
She stepped back and turned to face the opposite wall.
"That will be all, Sheriff."