A/N: Hello my lovelies! This is a bit rough, so excuse the slightly poor quality. I couldn't seem to do any better today.

Hope you enjoy, and remember to review!

P.S: See if you can spot the Swingtown reference in this chapter. Long live The Queen of Seduction, Trina Decker.

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CHAPTER 6

Emma smiled in triumph as she set the laptop down on Regina's dining room table. "I can't believe that was so easy! All you did was poof us in there, grab the laptop and poof us out!"

The brunette shifted, "I don't…poof, Miss Swan."

Her girlfriend shrugged, opening the laptop and typing in the password. "Sure, whatever you say." She brought up a familiar website, and sat back in the chair. She turned to the older woman, "So…what do you want to look up first?"

Regina moved closer so she could see the screen, "This was your idea, darling. Surely you had some idea of what you wanted."

"Not really. Honestly I just thought looking up some new toys with you would be hot."

"Fair enough."

Emma scrolled through the main page, until something caught her eye. She gave a sly smile, "Hey babe…"

Regina scowled, "No."

The blonde pouted, "Oh come on! It's in your size!"

Her girlfriend narrowed her eyes at the object on the screen. A slutty French maid outfit. "Absolutely not. You will never get me to wear that."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, Miss Swan."

Emma sighed, "Fine." She clicked on the search bar, typing in 'BDSM.' The results came up instantly, and the couple began to scroll through them.

Regina smirked, gesturing to a large purple dildo on the screen. "How about this, dear? There's a lot we could do with that."

Her girlfriend drew a sharp breath, trying to stamp down her arousal. "You're mean."

"I thought you already knew that."

Emma's eyes widened in delight as she spied a blue collar and leash. "Hey, this looks cool."

Regina broke into a sly smile, "Hmmm, are you sure my dear? You may regret your decision."

The blonde shuddered, her arousal heightening. "Fuck, I'm just imagining you pulling me up to my feet by the leash."

"Well, we might be able to make that happen."

"Really?"

"Of course, anything for you."

Emma's excitement grew as she clicked on the 'order online' button. While typing in the information, she commented. "Is there anything you want to get?"

Regina shook her head, "Nothing seemed to interest me this time."

The blonde was silent for a few moments, before asking. "So…when's the kid coming back from his field trip?"

Her girlfriend raised a brow, "Really, dear? You're purchasing new BDSM toys and you think about our son?"

"He's my password."

Regina nodded, "Well he's coming back tomorrow. Which I'm honestly thankful for. I miss my little prince."

"I know. I miss him too."

"Dear, do you know what my biggest fear is?"

Emma glanced up at her, concerned. "What?"

Regina took a deep breath. "I'm worried about what would happen if Henry found out what we do. He would be repulsed."

The blonde's gaze softened, "Babe, you don't know that. Henry's a good kid. He would be accepting."

"I'd like to believe that…but I don't. I really don't."

OOO

Rumpelstiltskin gave a sinister smile at the contents the laptop. He had managed to look into Emma and Regina's search history thanks to Regina's broken computer. The witch had made a huge mistake giving it to him.

He looked through the search history, and raised a brow. "Hmm," he muttered, "Well, it seems Miss Swan and the Queen aren't as normal as I thought."

He copied the search history results into the email he had put together. He checked the address once again, making sure he would send it to the correct people.

The Storybrooke Daily Mirror.