So hello I know it's been forever, I do apologize, I didn't mean to just disappear with this fic so here we are back again! Also check out my newest fic (it will be 4 parts most likely) Jar of Hearts, I posted part one and part two is posted as well and I'll start writing part 3 in a few days. So anyways sorry again and hope this makes up for it.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own OUAT or any of its characters.
As soon as their lips collide it feels as if the world stops, everything stands still, and they both feel that spark again, that pull, the hand at the back of Regina's neck pulls her closer to the blonde who is now no longer seated but sliding off the desk and slipping between olive legs. The Mayor let's it happen too they never once break the contact of their lips and the brunette finds herself shifting closer to the edge of the desk, her legs parting as much as her constricting skirt allows.
Strong arms move down to strong thighs and slip just under the end of the skirt, they push it upwards allowing the older woman to get even closer to her son's other Mother. The metal buckle of the Sheriff's belt presses against her heated core and she cannot help the quiet moan that falls from her lips.
Emma groans in response and they finally break for air, only for a second. They pull back enough to look into each others eyes, both asking the same silent question, pupils are blown, chests are heaving, and they both know the other's answer is the same as their own. Whatever this spark is between them they both crave it, want it, need it, and there's a pull to the other that neither can explain but as of right now no explanation is needed.
Pearly whites nip at a pink bottom lip and a tongue snakes out to sooth the sting of the bite, the blonde is thrown back in time with the look on the Mayor's face now, it's the same look she wore the day that one Emma Swan had decided to take a chainsaw to her apple tree, it was a look of hunger, and gods if she had just noticed it for what it was back then, perhaps that had been why they'd always fought, some alternate form of release of the tensions.
Red lips overtake pink again and it's not soft and questioning, it's passionate and exploratory, her tongue begs for entrance into the pretty mouth pressed against hers. A soft gasp as Regina's hands find Emma's ass and give it a squeeze, the gasp causing her lips to part and she take the opportunity to slip her tongue inside running it along the other's teeth before the duel for dominance begins.
The blonde's hips jerk forward slightly as she begins to feel the all to familiar pooling starting below her waist, the motion causes the buckle of her belt to shift giving the darker woman some friction where she needs it and a whimper escapes dark lips. The Sheriff can't help but smirk into the kiss at that and she determines right in this moment that she wants nothing more than to make the always well kept woman a whimpering mess.
With that thought now in mind she moves her hands to grip that perfectly rounded ass she loves to stare at so much and lifts the other woman up, strong legs immediately wrap around Emma's waist and she moves them until Regina's back hits the wall next to the door.
As her back hits the wall their mouths part and Regina leans her head back as Emma begins to pay delicious attention to her slender neck. She starts with feather light kisses all over and then nips gently all around. Her tongue comes out and her head lowers, she licks a path from the swell of her breasts back up the side of neck and bites down on the pulse point, sucking hard.
The moan that comes from plump kiss swollen lips is one of pure pleasure, shivers run down the Sheriff's spine at the sound and she determines that there are too many clothes still covering the tan skin she wishes to explore fully with her mouth, her fingers, her whole being. She needs it like she needs oxygen.
Once she's confident that the usually uptight woman will need to wear a turtle neck for the next few days she moves back down to the swell of her breast, kissing and nipping her trail. She lifts her head back up and repositions her legs so that one is crooked right below the other woman's ass and she presses her hips into her core with a bit more force as her hands leave the glorious back side and come to undo the buttons of the dress blouse worn. She waists no time and when the last two buttons give her difficulty she just says 'fuck it' to herself and pulls.
The buttons pop off and she hears the gasp from the mocha eyed woman, she doesn't need to look up to see that she is glaring at her, burning holes in the top of her head. Her want to be angry and yell at the blonde is short lived though as a hand moves to pull down the cup covering her left breast and the tongue that she cannot wait to have on her most intimate parts is swirling around a quickly hardening nipple.
Teeth graze over the rosy peak and the blonde smirks around the nipple between her teeth as another whimper is heard. She continues to flick her tongue and suck around it loving how sensitive it would seem the woman's chest is, her other hand not holding the bra down slides down between where their hips meet. It slips under the tight skirt and she allows her index finger to brush over the thin piece of fabric that is blocking what she wants most right now. What she wants to touch and taste and feel.
She's not surprised to find wetness there but the amount of wetness she finds would suggest that the Mayor had been aroused for quite sometime already whilst in the presence of the blonde.
It's sensory overload, the younger woman's brain isn't functioning correctly, she cannot believe that this is real, this is really happening. But yet here she is and she can feel it, feel the other woman grinding down onto her hand that rests over a very wet and throbbing sex.
"Em-ma," her name comes out breathily and in a moan, "P-please," and she's so aroused right now, so turned on, so needy that she doesn't even care that she's here begging, doesn't care that she's a mess. The blonde's mouth leaves her chest now and their eyes meet once more.
Emma slips her finger underneath the thin piece of lace that covers Regina's hot core from her, and slowly pushes that single finger into her. The brunette immediately feels herself clench around the welcome intrusion, and she releases a breath she didn't know she was holding in.
The Sheriff revels in the feeling of being inside of the other and sets a torturously slow pace, due to their position the most the darker woman can do is try grind her hips down but even then she doesn't have much room to, and oh does Emma know this. She's got a delicious amount of teasing on her mind, she will drag this out for as long as she possibly can. She doesn't know when or if she'll get this chance again so she wants to keep it going, wants to memorize all the sounds, the feeling or the Mayor pressed against herself and the wall.
She feels her trying to get more from the finger that is only halfway inside of her, teasing her, the blonde cannot help the small chuckle that escapes her throat at this, "Patience is a virtue you know your Majesty," she hears the hitch of breath at the name, she is almost certain she feels the shiver that goes down Regina's spine at the title, her whole body trembles slightly only for a second but it does.
Emma leans her head in close to an ear and drops her voice down to a husky, whispered tone, at the same time she slides her finger out and lines up a second one along with it, "I want to here you, let me here you please, my Queen," and with that she thrusts both fingers inside without preamble, and she gets her wish, the brunette lets out a half scream half moan at the suddenness of the movements, and now the Sheriff has one goal in mind, she's done with teasing now she just wants to make the woman she has pinned cum, and quickly.
She pounds into her, curling her fingers upwards on each thrust in, her mouth finds purchase on the olive neck in front of her, and she can't resist. She bites down, hard, right below her previous mark left and begins to suck as much of the skin into her mouth as she can grinding her teeth over it. She knows she's leaving yet another mark, a darker and larger one this time, she knows she'll hear about it later, or well the brunette does have magic, perhaps that was partially why she didn't quite care about it right now. Just the fact that she's leaving a reminder for the other woman sends another wave of arousal through her body.
Mocha eyes flutter shut, her head falls back against the wall, her hips thrust forward the little bit that they can with each twist of the fingers rapidly moving in and out of her. She feels her stomach tightening, she feels her clit throbbing, begging for attention. Attention that the blonde seems to be avoiding for the time being and it's driving her mad, she's so close and yet so far.
She wants so badly to cum, she hasn't felt this good in sometime, it's sad to admit to herself but only she has been able to bring it out of herself as of late. But yet here she is now, and it's almost as if the Sheriff knows her spots, knows what to do to get her off and well. That thought just adds to it all, and she's moaning loudly and not even caring, it's just them, just her and Emma right now, and that's all she wants.
Another gush of wetness coats slim fingers, and Emma decides that's her cue, her fingers slide out to the tips, a third is added alongside the others and her thumb lines up with the swollen nub peeking from it's hood.
The Mayor whimpers in protest at the sudden loss of movement and having been filled.
"Em-," and suddenly she's filled again and even more so than before and a thumb rubs and presses over her clit and she's screaming, "EM-MAAAAA" her voice echoes throughout the quiet station, and she feels herself coming hard all over the fingers inside her, all over the hand those skilled fingers are connected to, and just when she thinks she's run out, that there's no more to give.
Teeth clamp down on her collar bone and a mouth sucks relentlessly and the fingers inside of her curl hard one last time, the thumb on her clit presses down hard, and she's coming again, even harder.
Her entire body shakes, the one arm the blonde has free wraps around the quaking woman as she falls forward, head in the crook of her neck taking in the scent of the Sheriff, she's in pure ecstasy, so sensitive to touch, and so well sated. Her body goes lax.
Once she calms, she lifts her head and looks into emerald eyes, she lets her legs unwrap from Emma's waist as she slides out of her. She feels the arms around her tighten as her feet touch back on the ground, it doesn't let her fall as her legs give out slightly for a moment.
They stay arms wrapped around each other, Regina's head still resting on Emma's shoulder, lost in each other for sometime, content.
It's the sound of a phone ringing that finally breaks them apart, it's the station phone, the blonde quickly picks it up with the opposite hand than she normally would as her dominant hand is still covered in the the Mayor's essence.
She clears her throat as before she speaks.
"Sheriff Swan, how can I help you?"
"Emma," she immediately recognizes the voice.
"Dad, you could've called my cell, I'm thinking it's an emergency or something," she rolls her eyes.
"I must have hit the wrong one to call you, I have your name for both numbers," he chuckles.
"Well maybe change that so if you need me and I'm not the one here you're not calling yourself."
"Right, ah but why I called, your Mother and I are going to grab a bite at Granny's thought you might want to come then I'll start my shift and you can have the day to yourself."
"Yeah sound's like a plan, just give me a bit to get over there."
"Alright we'll head there in about twenty minutes ourselves."
"Okay, see you then."
And the line clicks.
She sighs and grabs a tissue to wipe her hand and fingers off, after she does so she looks up to where Regina had been, but the other woman is no longer there, had she left?
A throat clears to her right, and her head turns, her eyes take in the sight of a still very disheveled Mayor whose leaning against the bars of the holding cell, in one hand she's dangling the Sheriff's handcuffs.
Emma gulps, "Uh Regina?" she looks from the cuffs to the brunette's face.
There's a hint of mischief to her gaze and it sends a shiver down the blonde's spine.
"I think you can be a little late to brunch dear, don't you?" she grins tongue between teeth and Emma doesn't know how she makes it over to her so fast without tripping over something but suddenly she's kissing her, and she's so distracted by the tongue in her mouth, the teeth nipping at her bottom lip that she doesn't mind it one bit when suddenly she's the one pressed against the bars.
And Regina is relentless, she pushes both of the Sheriff's arms up and then just as the first cuff clicks shut the second one is on it's way to closing and then the blonde realizes what's happening.
"Hey," she tries, the only response she receives is a nip at her ear lobe and then that mouth she prays stays on her is working it's way down her neck, placing teasing barely there kisses, and any other words that she was planning on saying disappear from her mind.
"Mhmm," she hums against the pale throat she grazes her teeth against lightly, "Something to say, dear," the last word comes out in a purr.
A soft moan is the reply she receives.
"I want you to come over later," she steps back and smirks, "I've got something I need to take care of, but I want to see you tonight, let's say seven sharp?" she trails a finger down the blonde's cheek and down her neck lightly scraping her nail on the skin in her path.
All Emma can manage is a nod.
And then red lips are on pale pink again and her mind goes blank again as the Regina's hands find and squeeze her ass.
The kiss is over far too quickly in Emma's opinion, and then she feels a hand digging in her pocket, for what she's unsure but then it clicks, the keys.
She unlocks one cuff and then hands the key to the Sheriff, "I think you can manage the other one on your own," she grins and places a soft kiss on her nose before she backs up and begins to button up her shirt once more and straighten herself out.
Emma releases her other hand and pockets the key and tosses the cuffs onto her desk.
"Seven sharp," she says and Regina looks up at her nodding as she runs her fingers through her hair to fix it quickly.
"Don't be late, and have your volume on your phone up please, I may need you sooner than that," suddenly the playfulness is gone from her facial expression and tone of voice.
The weight of the situation hits them both, she now knew what it was Regina had to take care of, she needed to find time to go speak with Robin, to figure out if they could at least be friends or civil or whatever you wanted to call it. She glances down at her brown boots, she shouldn't have put her in a situation like this, she shouldn't have taken it so far, she'd jumped the gun and now here they stood. Then again it takes two to tango, she knows this so she can't take all the blame, but it doesn't make her feel any less guilty. Robin had done nothing to her.
"Regina, I'm so-," a hand comes up and she stops.
"Don't apologize, I don't regret this, any of it, I just dislike the timing of it all, seeing I hadn't yet time to speak with him, but do not apologize, you did nothing wrong," the hand she'd held up to stop the blonde from speaking comes up to caress a pale cheek. "I don't know what this is, but I want it, I want to explore it with you, and in order for me to do that I just have to take care of this first."
"Okay," she smiles, "I'll see you at seven, sooner if you need me."
And with one last touch of their hands the brunette turns and walks out of the Sheriff's station, a bit of extra sway in her hips, and Emma collapses into her chair behind the desk. She really needs time to speed up for now, because whatever this is that has started today she too wants to explore it, and she just wants to sit down and talk it all out and see what page they are each on and all. She sighs, it's definitely going to take forever for seven to come now and she knows it, the most she can do for now is go and meet her parents at the dinner and perhaps sleep afterwards to pass the time.
Welp there ya go, I will update again soon, not wait for like ever like this one, again sorry I didn't mean to abandon the fic guys, R&R let me know what ya think and check out Jar of Hearts if you like angst lol.