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Poor Emma! I don't know how she has lasted this long.
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Dancing.
The bass thrummed through the building, loud and deep enough to steal the breath from lungs, the lights low, inviting secrets and freedom. She sat in the shadows, unnoticed, the way she preferred on a night like this. Her presence was not normally conducive to people... enjoying themselves. Her third bourbon burned its way down her throat, adding to the fire she felt in her body. Every nerve was tight, jealousy and anger suffocating her, smothering her with cloying fury. When this had turned from a game for her to enjoy to an actual issue, she did not know. What she did know was that if that slutty little tramp didn't stop grinding against Emma, she was going to cause a scene, and that would never do. She signalled the waitress who brought over another drink which was swiftly downed. She had heard Ruby mention coming here with The Sheriff to Mary Margaret, glee evident in her voice at the fact that the blonde had asked her.
Regina had exercised extreme control over her reaction at hearing about this sordid little liaison that the two women were planning. She had come to consider Emma hers. Hers to play with, to toy with, to tease. She knew it culminate in bedding each other one day but she had every intention of driving the woman crazy first. It had taken all her willpower to pull away and taunt the woman when she had been at her office, when all she had wanted was to push her against the wall. She had maybe been a bit harsh with her comments, but the level of want had shocked her, causing her to react. But now she had time to analyse her feelings. And boy did she want Emma Swan. Wanted to own her, to possess her, to have her have eyes only for her self. She wasn't about to be upstaged by Ruby.
She watched. Watched the crowd sway. Watched her body move in time to the hypnotic music. Blonde hair floating freely around her shoulders, beatific smile, hips moving to the beat of the crowd. She watched the other brunette throw her arms around Emma and press herself close to the woman. She watched Emma place her hands on Ruby's waist and slide them down, both women laughing and evidently having fun just touching each other. Like a hawk her eyes narrowed as Ruby without missing a beat pulled Emma's hands up and twirled her, so the blonde had her back pressed against the brunettes front. Emma had her head down, hair a beautiful golden shower, shimmering in the low lights. Ruby pulled the blonde against her possessively by her hips and started guiding them in their own dance.
Regina grit her teeth as rage coursed through her at the brunettes suggestive dancing. Emma was clearly drunk as her head swayed from side to side and she danced uninhibitedly, her body pressed up against her friend. Ruby smiled at the blonde in front, before shooting a pointed, challenging look right at Regina. Their eyes met through the gloom, and Regina sat up sharply at the audacity of the other woman – she had set this all up to bait her. Ruby trailed her hands up Emma's stomach, brushing them ever so slightly against the underside of her t-shirt clad breasts, eyes never leaving Regina's. Emma arched her back, enjoying the beat of the music and responding to the touch, her head thrown back against Ruby's shoulder. The brunette continued to run her hands possessively over the blondes slim frame, ignoring the cat calls from the other dancers, eyes locked with the seething mayor. The pair stayed that way until the change of tune, Emma dancing carefree against her friend whilst the other woman taunted Regina with a knowing look. Ruby dipped her head to say something to Emma before letting go of the blonde and departing in the direction of the ladies, eyes flicking back to Regina briefly as she left. Emma swayed herself for a beat, as though contemplating what to do now that her partner had left, before making her way to the entrance and going outside. Regina threw another measure of bourbon back before slamming the glass down on the table. She flew from her seat and followed the woman, full of purpose.
Her eyes found the golden locks disappearing around the corner of the building as she exited into the nights air. Regina stormed around the corner and found the blonde leaning against the wall. She moved without thinking, intent on having, ignoring surprised blue eyes widening at her rapid approach. Her hands tangled with blonde locks as she roughly collided with Emma, lips crashing together. White heat seared through her at the contact and a moan escaped her throat as she felt the other woman slide her arms around her, pulling her in eagerly. Lust roared through her veins as the kiss deepened, tongues warring for dominance. Regina slammed Emma up against the wall, her hands tangling further into the other woman's hair, pulling slightly so she could trail a line of hot, wet kisses down the blondes flushed neck.
"I know how much you want me, Miss Swan... so do something about it..." Regina breathed roughly, her lips bruised and arousal thickening her voice. She pushed away from the reeling blonde and left without turning back, smirking at the string of profanities let loose by the other woman. It wouldn't be long until the blonde snapped, and Regina suppressed a shiver of delight at the thought of what would happen when she did.