Thank you for the kind reviews, here is the second chapter as promised. If you enjoy it please leave a review letting me know what works. x
'Have you ever wanted to fuck a woman...?'
"Ms Swan!" Regina's dark eyes glowed with fury.
"Snap out of it immediately. I refuse to take part in this."
"Answer the question, Regina."
"No!"
The lightbulb above Regina's head flickered before smashing into a million glass shards. Regina scowled and inched away from the woman on the sofa, walking briskly to stand in the kitchen.
"Fuck Regina, I don't give a shit if you're bisexual just answer!"
Regina glowered in the direction of the blonde who had followed her into the kitchen, tugging open the fridge and pulling out ingredients to make Henry's lunch, conveniently forgetting Henry was at school and lunch time was long over.
"Regina!" Emma growled out the name as the loaf of bread in Regina's hand exploded, crumbs showering the kitchen.
"Yes Ms Swan! I have." Regina snarled the words. She resented having to share personal information with her enemy and that was the only reason she was so angry. However, a part of her wondered if there was something about that particular question that made her so reluctant to answer.
Emma watched the brunette pick breadcrumbs out of her hair for half a second, noting how Regina had grown her dark locks down to her shoulders and how it caused the woman to appear softer and more vulnerable, even when angry. Before her curiosity had manifested into her facial expression, the saviour's mouth opened once again without permission.
"Do you like pineapple juice?"
"Ms Swan, this is absurd."
"All you have to do is answer! It's not a hard question, do you, or do you not like pineapple juice?"
"I don't have to do anything." With a menacing scowl Regina disappeared in a puff of purple smoke.
"Sorry." The saviour winced as she appeared on her butt on the ground beside Regina, blinking around pathetically as the blue smoke disappeared from around her. Emma jumped up, trying to maintain a shred of dignity as she dusted off the dirt that had attached to her sky blue skin-tight jeans. She looked around quickly, taking in her surroundings. They were in a deserted park and Regina was sitting majestically upon a park bench as if it was a throne.
"How the hell is this even possible? You can barely light a candle with your magic!" Regina raged at her blonde companion, throwing her arms up in frustration.
"It must be part of this... Curse?" Emma blinked apologetically at the brunette, shrugging lightly and plopping down on the same bench.
"Please just answer the question; I hate not being in control of myself..."
Glancing into Emma's saddened eyes, Regina exhaled, there was something about the way those jade eyes glittered that made the mayor feel... unhinged. The electricity that exuded between the two women when staring into each-other's eyes was truly terrifying; Regina usually channelled that fear into anger. Today she just sighed and answered the saviour's question in a soft, defeated voice.
"I do not like pineapple juice."
Relief cursed through Emma's body as Regina answered and she clutched the arm of the bench as the next question tumbled out of her mouth almost immediately.
"Why do you call me 'Ms Swan', and not Emma?"
Regina pursed her lips thoughtfully before answering.
"It seems too... Personal to call you Emma. It's easier for me to maintain a safe and professional distance from you this way." Regina gazed at a dandelion absentmindedly, hoping she didn't give too much away.
"Are you scared of clowns?"
"No."
"Who was your last sexual partner?"
"Leroy."
Emma's mouth opened in shock, staring gormlessly at Regina before there was a bang and a nearby trash can exploded. Regina threw her head back and laughed musically, the sound doing unexplainable things to Emma's stomach.
"That wasn't funny!" Emma tried to sound stern, but the big grin lighting up her face made it clear the saviour was not at all angry. It was rare for Regina to even smile in Emma's presence so Emma took in the sound of Regina's laugh, hoping to preserve it in her memory.
"Graham." Regina said softly after a moment and the tension that had disappeared re-surfaced immediately.
"What's your greatest fear?"
"Losing Henry."
"Do you wax or shave?"
"Neither."
Emma stared incredulously at the smooth bare legs of the brunette, lime-green orbs lingering over the olive-toned skin for a second too long. Regina was wearing a fitted black skirt that hugged her curves perfectly, it was conservative and ordinarily went down to her knees, but the way Regina had crossed her legs caused the skirt to hitch up slightly, revealing a patch of silky thigh.
"I just use magic..." Regina explained as she self-consciously smoothed down her skirt, her brow furrowed in confusion due to having observed Emma's prolonged staring at her legs.
"Why do you hate me?"
"I can't answer that." Regina muttered darkly.
"Regina, come on." Emma's gaze flitted around anxiously, wondering what would blow up if the brunette refused to answer.
Regina held up her hand. "I can't answer that, because... I don't actually hate you."
"Oh."
"Are we done?"
"What colour underwear are you wearing?"
Both women's cheeks simultaneously turned a shade of pink at the question, Regina's dark, sultry eyes rolled dramatically.
"Red, Ms Swan."
With that last confession Emma blinked and the glazed expression in her eyes disappeared and she let out a relieved sigh.
"It's over, Regina."
Regina stared at a tree past Emma's head, seemingly ignoring the blonde.
"If you changed your mind about helping... I understand." Emma offered the brunette a sincere smile, nodding once before standing up dejectedly and beginning to walk away from the bench.
"Ms swan."
Emma continued to walk, dragging her feet childishly as she wondered what the hell to do about her situation now she no longer had Regina to assist her.
"Emma."
Emma twisted round as she heard Regina address her by her first name, arching a dark blonde eyebrow at the mayor.
"I said I'd help you and I will. Come on, we're going back to the mansion."
Regina strolled over to Emma and grabbed her arm, quickly registering the hopeful smile on Emma's face and biting back her own smile before they both disappeared in a cloud of purple smoke.