Emma had always enjoyed the sounds Regina made in bed, because she knew she was the only one that would be allowed to hear them. She loved the feel of nails on her back, scratching her skin and leaving smooth red lines in their wake. Emma thought the mayor was enchanting, even more so when she was under the blonde, writhing and making cat-like noises as the sheriff found all of the right spots.
The animalistic sounds always rattled something in Emma; not in a bad way, but they made her believe that she was doing her absolute best to please the woman she loved. She never thought the brunette would be a bottom. Regina always seemed to be in control, and when they did this deed the first time, she had no problem nor any words of concern when Emma positioned herself on top of her, determined to keep that spot.
Emma was snapped out of her thoughts when she felt Regina's lips placing hot kisses along the length of her neck; that was something she always had the pleasure of waking up to, but it was greater when she was already awake and capable of responding properly. Regina bit down, hard, but not hard enough to break skin, eliciting a moan from the blonde. She felt fingers tangle in her long blonde hair, pulling. Maybe this was the time that Regina wanted to be on top, but Emma didn't want to give up her pedestal so easily.
"Are you trying to top me, Madam Mayor?" Emma tried to keep the question in her voice, but it didn't become much more than a husky whisper; the brunette was teasing her pretty well. Regina's tongue and teeth were magical.
"Oh, why would I want to do that?" Regina whispered back, her voice just as low and sultry. She ran her fingers up the sheriff's arm, brining her nails to dig into the skin only gently, before moving her whole hand to the other side of Emma's neck, still testing the flesh with her teeth on the other. "You being on me is so much better," her speech was muffled. She moved up and let out a small breath in Emma's ear before biting her lobe.
Emma took her chance to use her fast skills to grab Regina's arms and pin her down, causing the mayor to growl in a mix of frustration and amusement. She looked up into those deep green eyes staring back at her. She smiled, but in more of a seductive way, wanting to know what Ms. Swan was up to. It must not be something good. The blonde leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Regina's jaw, moving in a line from her neck to her chest. She started sucking on a spot, causing the mayor's back to arch. Emma loved that arch.
Regina knew her place in bed. She allowed Emma to be the dominant; submitting to her whenever Emma snapped her fingers. This was something she wasn't used to, but she never wanted to get in the way when the sheriff was on a roll, especially when it involved making her shiver and groan. She tried to move her arms, but Emma just held them tighter to the point where she thought her wrists would snap, though she liked it that way; she liked being pinned, especially against a mattress.
"We're doing this again?" The woman inquired, letting the smirk show on her face, "You always love to show me all the strength you have, don't you?" The question lost all luster when Emma caused her to moan, quite loud.
Emma didn't respond, only pulled her mouth away from the warm skin on Regina's chest. She kept her legs on each side of the other woman's body, squeezing her wrists. "You know how this goes," she purred, "..you have to tell you what you want."
The mayor love/hated being reduced to begging. At least this time I'm not on my knees, she thought, looking up at Emma, pouting her lip, "Why can't you just give me what I want?"
"Beg, Regina," Emma leaned in closer to Regina's lips, so the brunette knew she was serious. She placed her lips on the other's, only lightly, not even enough to be considered a full-on kiss. She knew that was going to leave Regina panting and then she would get the whining she was looking for.
Regina clenched her fists just a bit; she didn't want Emma to win, but she was getting hotter by the minute and elongating this sensation would be even more painful. Her voice became a whisper as she relayed the words; "Emma, fuck me."
"What? I can't hear you?" Emma pressed her hips against her girlfriend's. She was rewarded with a gasp, then a loud exhale. She knew she was pushing her luck, but it was just so hard to resist turning Regina into a trembling ball. "You need to speak up."
"Please, please fuck me," Regina succumbed to the pressure and said the words a little louder, hoping this time she'd be rewarded.