Prompt # 2- Jealous Emma
Dedicated to Adidas Kicker
EMMA'S POV
Jealousy was an emotion she was quite used to feeling since she was a little girl waiting to find a home. She had been jealous of her brother, that he was able to be raised by their parents and grow up normal. Or as normal could be for fairy-tale characters. However now at this point, she was absolutely envious of Maleficent...a fucking dragon.
Emma watched the little smirks that her and the brunette mayor sent back and forth. She felt her blood boil when her eyes caught on to the little caresses they passed back and forth between each other. Stark white teeth bit down on plump red lips and she could tell instantly Regina was aroused. Shaking her head she walked towards the bar intent on ignoring her ex-lover for the time being.
REGINA'S POV
"Do you think she saw us?" Regina couldn't believe how nervous she was. This was her last shot, and she just wanted to know Emma felt the same way that she did.
"Honey, if you didn't teach her control I'm pretty sure she would try to kill me...again!" Mal smirked at her old friend.
"Maybe this isn't such a good idea." Regina furrowed her eyebrows as she watched Emma knock back a double shot of vodka. The sheriff seemed tense and with everything going on around them, Regina was hoping she wouldn't push the girl too far.
"Actually it's an excellent idea! Much better than the last one you had. How didn't you know she was allergic to nuts?" Mal chuckled watching Regina blush slightly.
"That's not funny! She nearly died, if anybody found out they would swear I tried to kill her. Savior Gone, death by nuts! I can just see it now!" Regina whispered loudly.
"I can't, we both know Emma tries to stay as far away from nuts as possible. I swear the last pair of nuts she must have come into contact with were Baelfire's." Maleficent was cackling so hard she nearly fell off her chair.
"I blame a lapse in judgment." Regina mumbled , uncomfortable with the thought of anybody touching Emma's body .
"You never told me how the whole thing with you two started anyway or how it ended. I mean if it was on bad terms, why won't you just sit down and talk with the girl. I'm sure she'll only bite if you ask her to." Mal smirked but her eyes were on Emma's. The blonde was glaring daggers in their direction but her lips never left her glass that now seemed to be full to the brim with whiskey.
"Oh shit!" Regina hissed when she noticed the darker liquor that the blonde switched to.
"What? What happened?" Mal furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
"Tonight is either going to end really good for me or really bad for someone else!" Regina gritted her teeth.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Stop looking at her like that, your supposed to be making her jealous." Mal reminded her when she saw them both glaring back and forth at each other, silent dare being made.
"Whiskey makes her horny. When she gets drunk drinking it, it's the only time she want's to be a top." Regina informed her friend.
"So your telling me, that the chap stick lesbian, sheriff, savior, miss-i-only-wear-leather-jackets lets herself be your bottom? I'm not buying it." Mal shook her head.
"She says she likes it when I'm in charge. Yeah she seems like a dominant but she is actually quite submissive. The first few times we did anything, I thought I fell into bed with a pillow princess." Regina chuckled at the memory.
"So your the one who wears the strap on?" Maleficent was now intrigued by the information.
"About six out of ten times yes. We don't use that as much as we used to, but if the night goes as I planned it to we might have to break it out." Regina could feel Emma's eyes rake over her body, and she revealed in the attention. That was until she watched a brunette male swagger his way up to Emma. She half expected the blonde to immediately blow him off, to tell him to get the hell out of dodge but when she saw the devious smirk spread across Emma's face she knew this would not be the case. Thirty minutes passed by an the unknown man had bought the savior seven drinks that she shot back with no hesitation.
Regina grew worried as she watch the blonde sway in her chair but she told herself she wouldn't be the one to approach Emma first. That all changed when she saw the guy half pick up and half drag Emma out the chair with his eyes set on the door. Despite all that had happened Emma was hers and she'd be damned if somebody else thought they were going to get in between those pale long legs. Quickly she shot off her stool and after the guy and Emma, as she approached she could hear Emma's slurred protest.
"Not f-fer nuttin man, but I'm not inwrested" The blonde laughed when she heard herself speak.
"Don't worry babe, I'll show you a good time." The man leered down, licking his lips lasciviously.
"No in fact you won't. You will release her to me this instant." Regina tutted, glaring at a man she had never seen before.
"GINA! No wait Gina!" Emma went from ecstatic to pouting, not quite able to pull off angry in her drunken stupor.
"Look lady, I think she is perfectly capable of making her own decisions." The man tried to argue.
"Actually according to the law, sir, a drunk person is not able to consent. If you don't go on about your merry way, I call the Deputy Sheriff...you know her father and have you arrested for attempted rape." Regina seethed stepping forward to grab Emma.
"Look I don't want any problems." He held up his hands in surrender.
"I'm sure that's why you got her black out drunk, right?" Regina asked sarcastically, batting away his hands from Emma's waist. The man left quickly without any more prompting as Emma leaned heavily on Regina.
"Why aren't you with your girlfriend?" Emma sneered, finally able to make out a clear sentence without sounding too intoxicated.
"I don't have a girlfriend. As you well know, she left me two months ago." Regina answered pointedly, leading Emma over to her car.
"I'm sure she had a good reason. I mean you are kinda a bitch." Emma sniffed as Regina held the door open for her.
"So she tells me." Regina smirked before buckling the drunk blonde in. She quickly walked around her Benz before sliding into the drivers seat. She saw Emma was fumbling trying to get out of her seat belt much like a child would try to get out of their car seat.
"Would you stop!" Regina demanded when they reached a red light.
"No!" Emma's pout deepened.
"Why the hell not? You are acting like a child." Regina shook her head, slapping Emma's hands away.
"Don't wanna!" Emma huffed.
"Don't want to what?" Regina sighed.
"Don't wanna like you. Don't wanna love you. Don't want to sit!" Emma tugged harder on the seat belt but it still didn't budge. Regina thanked her lucky star that in her drunken mindset it didn't occur to her to push the red button that would release her.
"You don't want to love me?" Regina was torn between being extremely happy and extremely sad. If Emma didn't want to love her, then that implied that she did already. But how was that comforting considering the blonde didn't want to be in love with her?
"No! But then you smell good, and your smiles pretty and I just love you." Emma shrugged, practically babbling.
"If you felt so strongly, then why did you leave?" Regina couldn't hid the irritation in her voice.
"Cause." Emma shrugged.
"Cause? That's all you have to say for yourself? Just cause?" Regina's voice was raising steadily as her frustration began mounting.
"Well yeah!" Emma said in a duh tone. "You didn't want me, so I wasn't gonna stay." Emma shrugged again.
"What do you mean I didn't want you? I've been trying to get you back for months!" Regina slammed her hand on the steering wheel.
"Cause you didn't want people to know. I was a secret. You made me feel dirty." Emma's eyebrows furrowed and it completely shocked Regina when she saw tears well up in big green eyes.
"When did I make you feel dirty?" Regina swallowed harshly, forcing herself to concentrate on the road.
"You didn't want to hold my hand. You were to busy with the Pine Cone." Emma spat and before Regina could interject she began to rant.
"I mean he isn't even a blonde. I thought you had a type but he wasn't it. He uses leaves to go potty!" Emma whispered loudly and Regina couldn't stop the laughter from bubbling in her chest .
"Not funny!" Emma pouted before opening the door while Regina was driving. The brunette immediately hit the breaks causing the door to slam shut, and she thanked the heavens that Emma hadn't be able to get her seat belt undone.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Regina shouted pulling the car over to the curb.
"I don't wanna be round you, you makes me sad." Emma said looking out the window.
"I make you sad?" Regina asked when she was finally able to talk around the lump in her throat.
"I thought you loved me Gina. But you didn't come for me. Why didn't you come?' Emma's bottom lip quivered uncontrollably as she looked at the brunette.
"I thought you wanted space, that you would come back after you cooled off." Regina admitted pushing back several curls from Emma's head.
"I just want you...to want me." Emma hiccuped.
"I do, I want you so so much, more than I've ever wanted anything besides Henry." Regina licked her lips before pulling away. This was a conversation she could have when Emma was sober and more likely to remember it.
"I gots to throw up." Emma mumbled looking positively green.. Regina quickly unbuckled the girls seat belt as Emma rushed to open the door. She stagger out a few paces before emptying the contents of her stomach. Regina rolled her eyes mentally cursing herself for watching Emma drink so much before she rushed to hold the girls hair.
"Gina, I don't want to love you but I do." Emma hiccuped again once she was done.
"Em-ma, I love you and I'm going to let the whole town know first thing tomorrow." Regina countered helping Emma up.
"Promise?" Emma looked so hopeful.
"On my honor." Regina smirked before putting the drunk sheriff in the car.
AN: So I'm kind of into the whole Shakespeare thing right now and the "On my honor" is an unbreakable vow. I think it sorts of fits but I could be biased lol.