A bleary-eyed but satisfied Emma sat at the counter at the diner sipping on her coffee. The previous evening had gone spectacularly. The blond's body was thrumming with energy from her encounter with Regina, and she couldn't keep her mind off of the older woman.
Usually Emma was a one-night-stand kind of girl, and after a successful conquest she would be off and running without even looking back. However, the Mayor left her with a completely different feeling, and now that Emma had tasted what Regina had to offer, she only wanted more.
"Uhhhh," a sluggish and ragged-looking Ruby whined as she refilled Emma's coffee cup. "I fucking hate Tequila."
Emma laughed. "Rough morning there Ruby?"
"Yeah, you could say that. How are you looking all perky this morning? You had just as much to drink last night as I did."
"Well, I have a pretty high tolerance, and a fast metabolism. Helps me burn the liquor off quicker."
And hot, steamy sex with the Mayor is apparently a cure-all, Emma thought to herself. It was true, Emma was surprised she wasn't more hungover after a few beers and more than a few shots last night. She remembered how quickly she sobered up last night once she began kissing Regina, but Emma just chalked it up to the adrenaline of the moment.
"Well you suck. And your pancakes are almost ready," the waitress huffed jokingly as she walked away to attend to another patron.
Emma chuckled, just as the door to the diner swung open and she was greeted with an enthusiastic, "Emma!"
Henry barreled into her side, giving her a hug and a huge smile.
"Hey there kid, good morning to you to!"
"Henry, it's rude to disturb people while they are eating in a restaurant." Regina's voice filled the space around Emma and Henry. The boy looked sheepish and stepped back from Emma.
"Sorry, Emma," he apologized.
"That's ok Henry, you can disturb me anytime," Emma winked.
"Miss Swan I'll not have to teaching my son bad manners. Now Henry, go have a seat and I'll bring you your hot chocolate."
"With whipped cream and cinnamon?"
"Yes, with whipped cream and cinnamon."
The kid grinned and skipped off to the nearest booth as Ruby returned promptly to take Regina's order.
"One large coffee, black, and a hot chocolate with whipped cream and cinnamon, please," Regina ordered from Ruby.
Regina stayed planted at the counter next to Emma while she waited for Ruby to return with the drinks. Both women warmed at the closeness of the other, pleasantly surprised at the chance encounter. There was just a hint of that 'morning-after' awkwardness between the two women, both trying to act as naturally as possible, but neither Emma nor Regina could deny the energy of attraction that buzzed between the two of them.
"Good morning, Madam Mayor," Emma greeted the other woman politely.
"Good morning, Miss Swan," Regina answered back in similar fashion.
Emma smiled at the brunette, memories from the previous evening resurfacing in intense clarity. Emma could remember the exact softness of Regina's skin, her smell and flavor, and those deep, breathy moans that caused Emma to suddenly have to clench her thighs together. She bit her lip, desperately wanting the brunette to make eye contact again.
"So, letting the kid have hot chocolate with whipped cream and cinnamon this morning. What's put you in such a good mood," Emma teased.
"Nothing, Miss Swan," Regina replied casually. "Henry and I have coffee and hot chocolate every Saturday morning. I can assure you, my mood remains unaffected."
"Well then, looks like I'll have to try a little harder next time," Emma suggested in a low voice, knowing the Mayor was just being coy.
"And what makes you so sure there's going to be a next time?" Regina bantered with a heavy gaze, keeping her voice quiet. She tried to sound self-assured, but Emma could see the hidden lust in her eyes.
"Ooh, playing hard to get. I like it," Emma winked. The Mayor was never going to make things easy for Emma, but that was one of the things she like most about the older woman. Regina was a like Rubik's Cube you played Russian Roulette with, and Emma loved to keep things interesting.
"Let's just say last night was just the tip of my iceberg. I go much farther down, if you know what I mean," Emma insinuated.
Regina flushed slightly at the thought and cleared her throat to signal Ruby's return.
"Well Miss Swan, if you wish to continue this discussion you may seek me out at a more appropriate time. Right now, I have a breakfast date with my son. Thank you Ruby." The brunette paid Ruby in cash and took the drinks, heading over the booth Henry had reserved for them.
"Wooo, Madam Mayor leaving a decent tip. That's never happens. I wonder what's put her in such a good mood." Ruby pocketed the extra few bucks and made a surprised face at Emma.
"Yeah, who knows," Emma wondered out loud, taking a sip of her coffee, her own spirits soaring.
SQ
That night Emma appeared on the Mayor's doorstep, this time she didn't even have to knock. Regina opened the door without a word, and Emma walked in without breaking stride. The door hadn't even closed behind when she found herself immediately in the brunette's arms, hands running through feather-soft hair and her mouth pressing firmly against red lips. Not a word was spoken; none were needed.
Walking the other woman backwards towards the study, Emma breathed in Regina's perfume and tasted the wine on her tongue. The Mayor's essence seemed to be all things elegant and Emma moaned in appreciation.
The brunette brushed her manicured fingers up Emma's torso, removed the red jacket, then put one hand under her shirt. Emma sucked in a breath as Regina's cold hands made contact with her flushed skin, and the Mayor smiled at how the blonde squirmed slightly beneath her touch. It felt so natural to be kissing and touching Emma that it was almost familiar, as if they had been doing this for years.
The two women practically fell into the study, tripping in their haste to get at what was desired. Emma insisted on removing Regina's clothes again and the Mayor obliged, enjoying the wanton look in Emma's eyes as her bare skin was slowly revealed. Emma stripped down to her bra and panties before moving Regina backwards and placing her in the love-seat.
The blonde knelt on the floor in front of the brunette and eyed her hungrily, sweeping her eyes up and down Regina's form. Emma ran her hands up and down the smooth skin of the brunette's toned thighs, hooked her hands around the backs of Regina's knees and yanked the woman forwards. The brunette responded with a surprised gasp, but the look on Emma's face was one of pure lust and determination, and Regina knew she was going to like what happened next.
Pushing the legs apart, Emma nosed her face towards the other woman's center that was already slick with anticipation. The blonde ran her tongue lightly over the exterior of the other woman's labia, before spreading them with her fingers and lapping at the wetness she found there. Regina's body responded with a shudder, her breathing quickly becoming heavy and sporadic. Emma was determined to outdo her performance from the previous night, and from the way Regina was gasping and grabbing at her hair, she was succeeding.
Emma slid her tongue back down to the brunette's opening and pushed it inside, tasting the bouquet of Regina's core. The Mayor reflexively arched her back at the delicious sensations Emma was eliciting with her tongue, giving her full permission to go as deep as she wanted to.
Emma explored Regina with her tongue, rolling and flicking it against slick, molten heat. The blonde breathed in the essential scent of the other woman, and quickly realized she had become addicted. Regina had become like a drug to Emma, and she knew she could never get enough.
Replacing her tongue, Emma eased two fingers into Regina and crooked them with intentional pressure, causing the brunette to buck and twitch beneath her.
"Shit! Oh fuck!" Regina cursed breathlessly, closing her eyes in utter and absolute pleasure as Emma found her sweet spot again and pressed it lightly.
Emma continued to use her mouth over Regina's arousal, her fingers thrusting in and out in rhythm while she swirled her tongue on Regina's clit, urged on by moans and sighs in that low, husky voice. Emma inserted a third finger into Regina all the way to the knuckle, curling them at just the right spot while slowly dragging the flat of her tongue across the brunette's throbbing nub.
Regina came suddenly in an explosion of gratifying quakes and shivers, having to bite on the back of her hand to keep from screaming out loud. Her hand unconsciously gripped Emma's hair painfully hard as her thighs squeezed either side of the woman's head. Regina had Emma in a vice, and for a moment considered keeping her there for the rest of the evening.
But as the tension from her orgasm subsided her muscles relaxed their grip on the woman kneeling before her. Emma coaxed her down from her high with slow, gracious kisses along the inside of Regina's thighs and up her lower abdomen.
The mayor looked down at Emma with heavy, dilated eyes full of lust and yearning. Emma was beaming up at her, her face radiating with pride and desire that melted away an icy layer on Regina's heart. Regina wanted Emma...all of her...immediately.
"Take them off," Regina demanded in a deep voice, indicating towards Emma's bra and panties. Without breaking eye contact, Emma removed her underwear slowly, giving Regina time to catch her breath.
When Emma was standing naked in front of Regina, the Mayor was done looking and grabbed Emma on either sides of her hips and pulled her onto the love-seat. Emma leaned back against the far arm, facing Regina and smiling at the brunette's eagerness. Regina raised herself up onto one knee and positioned herself so she was topping the blonde, straddling one leg.
With one hand on the armrest and the other trailing down Emma's abdomen, Regina dipped her head down to sample her own flavor on Emma's mouth. It gave Regina an exhilarating sense of ownership, as if she had claimed this woman by marking her with her own scent. The brunette reached her hand even further south to where Emma was slick and ready. The Mayor traced her fingertips around Emma's clit and through her folds, enjoying the look of pure bliss that washed over the blonde's face.
"Regina, please..." Emma breathed heavily with so much longing and familiarity that it twinged the Mayor's heart. Regina slipped a finger into her lover's center; the heat and slickness of Emma crashed into Regina's senses and overwhelmed her. Emma moaned with her eyes closed and rocked her hips against the touch. Regina's pace increased and she pushed farther and harder into Emma, adding another finger and feeling Emma undulate and clench around them.
Emma had her arms wrapped around Regina's back, waist, hips, neck...never settling on one spot as they roamed the woman on top of her, wanting to touch her everywhere at once. Emma's touches were growing needy and pressing. The blonde was succumbing completely to the woman on top of her, denying her nothing and giving her everything.
Regina felt the want in the other woman instinctively, as if she could feel the blonde's feelings and hear her thoughts. She ducked her head and kissed the breath from the blonde's lungs, forgetting everything else. They were falling into each other like meteors on a collision course, irrevocably subjecting themselves to one another's gravity.
In that moment, in that space, Regina wanted to be tied to Emma, to belong to her and to own her. The brunette pressed her body into the one below her like she was melding them together as her fingers dug even deeper into the oblivion of Emma Swan.
Using the heel of her hand Regina pressed against Emma's clit and lathed her tongue up and down the side of Emma's neck, enjoying the submissive sounds coming from pink lips, and whispered throatily into the blonde's ear. "Thats right, Miss Swan, give into me."
It was enough to send Emma over the edge, and when she came, calling out Regina's name, the brunette thought she had never heard a sweeter sound. She laid on top of the woman beneath her, enjoying the aftershocks that racked through Emma's body.
After a few minutes they separated slowly, peeling their bodies apart reluctantly. Their eyes roaming over one another's breathless forms, pride showing in the mayor's eyes as she admired her handiwork. Emma was glowing, panting, and couldn't take her eyes off of the brunette.
It felt good to Regina to feel desired so genuinely. Emma was the first person to look at Regina like that in over 3 decades and the mayor had almost forgotten what it felt like to be wanted.
As they got dressed Regina allowed Emma a few last kisses as they stood in the middle of the room.
"When do I see you again?" Emma whispered against Regina's cheek as she nuzzled her neck.
Regina thought for a moment. "Thursday," she decided.
"Ok," Emma agreed, tracing her tongue lightly along Regina's pulse.
The brunette sighed deeply. "Wednesday," she faltered. God this is addicting, she thought to herself, surprised at how easy it was for Emma to affect her.
The blonde chuckled softly into the Mayor's skin. "It's a date," she bantered, knowing Regina would be rolling her eyes without even looking.
SQ
For the next several weeks Emma continued to visit the Mayor's house, at night, after Henry and most of the town was already asleep. Emma would lightly knock on the door and Regina would open it, allowing the blonde to access her home and her body. Emma had gotten a job as the town deputy, and while the Mayor tried to pretend it was an annoyance, deep down she liked having Emma close by.
Regina had even started to let Emma see Henry on a regular basis, realizing that trying to keep them apart was futile and only pushed Henry away even further. The Mayor allowed Emma to walk Henry to and from school everyday, and when Regina had late afternoon meetings Emma would take Henry to dinner at Granny's Diner where she would break the Mayor's "no sugar" rule and let him finish the meal with a milkshake or a slice of pie.
Once, Emma was even allowed to babysit Henry while Regina had a late-night PTA meeting that went over time because the insufferable suburban parents insisted on arguing for an hour over weather the school cafeteria should provided 1% or 2% milk. Regina returned with some serious pent-up energy, and when Emma jokingly stated her hourly rate for babysitting, the Mayor instead paid for her services with an erotic below-the-waist free-for-all that left Emma shaking and unable to remember what day of the week it was.
Their encounters always took place on the first floor of the mansion: in the study, the living room, twice in the kitchen and once in the hallway. Regina would never allow Emma upstairs in her bed, telling her that it was because she didn't want Henry to hear them. Their actions were sometimes more than enthusiastic and Emma often had to cover the Mayor's mouth in the heat of the moment.
But to Regina, the bedroom was almost too intimate, too much of an intrusion into her personal space. Regina needed this rule as a physical boundary to keep their situation as casual as possible. If she let Emma into her room, then she may be tempted to let Emma spend the night. If she let Emma spend the night, Emma might start keeping a toothbrush in the bathroom and and insist on a drawer for some clothes. There would be expectations, then disagreements and fights, and ultimately a messy end to what started out as a simple arrangement.
The easiest way to maintain control of the situation was the establishment of and strict adherence to specific rules and boundaries, both physical and emotional. Emma Swan was to be used for Regina's own physical enjoyment and nothing more. She would serve her purpose, and when the time came, Regina would find a way to rid Storybrooke of the blonde once and for all; or so she kept telling herself.
SQ
Regina was walking towards her office one morning thinking about the last night's escapades with Emma. The blonde had been goofy and provocative, showing off some new lingerie as she straddled Regina in one of the love seats in the study. Actually, it was just a new bra, but Emma kept referring to it as her "boudoir lingerie" and spoke in a bad french accent as she pretended to flirt over-enthusiastically.
Regina reminded her that she didn't have to resort to seduction tactics; she was pretty much a sure thing. But the blonde smiled coyly and insisted on being referred to as some ludicrous French name that Regina was not about to start calling her. Emma fake-pouted, and though Regina tried to act unimpressed, she had to fill her mouth with Emma's left nipple to keep from laughing. Emma was certainly one of a kind, and Regina liked how she never knew what sexy or silly thing the new deputy was going to do next.
"Good morning Madam Mayor," a familiar voice called out, shattering Regina's daydreaming. "You seem in a good mood on this fine day," Mr. Gold assumed with a catch in his tone and a limp in his walk.
"Well I was, at least. What can I do for you today Mr. Gold?" Regina answered with her usual sneer, the pleasantness gone from her demeanor.
"Who says I want you to do anything for me? I'm just commenting on this beautiful morning we are having. Funny, the weather seems to have improved here in Storybrooke over the past few weeks, and how about the old clock tower coming to life all of a sudden? Things just seem...better. Don't you agree?"
Regina just stared at him, wondering what his angle was. This man never gave anything for free, not even a compliment. Regina had known the man for far too long and far too well to know when he was scheming, and something in his tone was giving him away.
"Yes, perhaps," the Mayor answered suspiciously.
"And how is young Henry doing? I'm sure he is quite happy to have both of his mothers around. He looks quite content with Deputy Swan when I see them at the diner together. I must say, she is a lovely girl," he said with a wink.
"My son is none of your concern," Regina spat in a dark tone, and she wanted to rip his face off for even mentioning that he noticed Emma and thought she was lovely. The thought of this sleazy eyes upon her lover brought a surge of possessiveness that surprised even herself. Her eyes narrowed, and she clenched her jaw, trying to keep a level tone.
"And as far as Deputy Swan goes, I have allowed her to watch Henry a few times while I have had to stay late at work. Henry seems to like her, and I am obliging his requests to spend time with her."
Mr. Gold noticed the subtle changes in her eyes and jaw muscles that he had come to recognize over the course of their history. He was pretty sure he saw what he needed to see, but just to make sure, he pushed a little farther. "I see. Well Henry is a lucky boy," he limped towards her, his voice lowering, "I wouldn't mind...spending some time with her, as you say." The words slithered out of his mouth thick with innuendo.
Regina took two enraged steps towards the grotesque little man, icy hatred in her eyes and a vicious expression on her lips. She reached out a hand but stopped herself just before she snatched his cane away from him and beat him to a pulp with it. She had always been fiercely possessive of what she saw as hers, and with Emma there was no difference.
Too late. Gold had seen how the Mayor reacted to his provocations and he smiled in that self-satisfied way Regina recognized as his victory grin.
"But something tells me I might not be her type," he stared at the Mayor with a knowing look in his eye. "Well, have a nice day, Madam Mayor," he stated as if nothing happened, continuing on his way, as if he didn't have a care in the world.
Shit, Regina thought to herself, knowing instinctively that Mr. Gold had gotten something that he wanted. She just didn't know what he was going to do with it.
SQ
Regina was on edge the rest of the day. Her secretary noticed her aggravation and hesitantly reminded her of the monthly council meeting that afternoon, ready to duck in case the Mayor sent something flying in her direction. Regina hated these meetings; they were long and boring and she had to act interested in stupid matters like arranging the next town fair and approving funding for re-paving Hickory Street.
She missed the days when she could do whatever she wanted as Queen, barking orders and seeing her minions hop-to without questioning. And of something got tricky, there was always magic.
Now all she had to look forward to in this bleak world were her evening trysts with the new deputy, which were satisfying while they lasted, but Regina was never good at the 'after' part. Every time she sent Emma away she couldn't deny that there was a tiny voice in the back of her head that pleaded for the blonde to stay.
The Mayor was infatuated with the woman, but resented her for the dependency she was starting to cause. Regina had never needed anyone before. She had always been her own woman, always in control. This was uncharted territory, and the last thing the Mayor wanted was to 'need' Emma Swan, especially if Gold suspected it.
Regina strode into the conference room, barely acknowledging the council members, noting everyone was present except for Sheriff Graham. Not wanting to delay and make this meeting any longer than it had to be, the Mayor called it to order and started at the top of the list with a proposal from the local convent about setting up a stall in the town square to sell candles to raise money for improvements to their building. It was positively mind-numbing, but the Mayor charged ahead, determined to get through this drivel as quickly as possible.
About 20 minutes into the meeting the door opened, and a blur of blonde hair and red jacket ran through the doorway, surprising everyone, but none more so than Regina.
"Sorry I'm late, Graham caught a stomach virus and asked me to come here in his place. I've got the papers he wanted me to bring, but I'm not sure if they're in order. I had to double check to make sure I got everything, but I think it's all here," Emma explained breathlessly as if she had just run there, slumping into a chair opposite Regina at the table and unceremoniously plopping a stack of messy, unorganized paperwork on the table.
Regina had just gotten into cruise control mode, but this disturbance shattered her concentration. How was she supposed to do her whole Mayor thing with Emma sitting a few feet away from her, breathing hard the same way she does when she is lying naked on the floor of Regina's study?
It was distracting, and Regina was annoyed.
"Thank you for gracing us with your presence, Miss Swan. Now, if you are quite settled, we will continue with or discussion, unless you have any more insightful comments to further delay this meeting that everyone else seemed to be on time for?" she asked with distain, not holding back the iciness in her tone.
Emma stared back at her deadpan, the familiar gleam of defiance in her green eyes. "No, I'm good," she stated evenly, glaring at the Mayor.
"Back to business then..." Regina continued, tearing her eyes away from he blonde and trying hard to remember what it was they were last discussing. The meeting continued, the Mayor trying her hardest not to look in the blonde's direction, but she could feel the weight of those emerald eyes on her watching her, evaluating her, waiting for her own brown eyes to meet them. It was as if there was an invisible link between them and Regina could feel Emma's consternation from across the room.
When it came time for Emma to give the monthly Sheriff report, the deputy started by shuffling through the unorganized pages in front of her, clearly not knowing where to start.
"So...this month...there has been...ummmm...a decrease...in...ummmm...public intoxication incidents...I think...by like 9%, and...lets see," she shuffled the papers a bit more. "A decrease in...parking violations...maybe..."
Regina rolled her eyes. "Deputy, we would like to get out of here before the turn of the century if at all possible. If you are too unprepared to give your report you may leave the paperwork with me and I will see that it is properly addressed," she scolded, becoming irritated at how the meeting was dragging on to no end.
Emma squared her shoulders in that way she does and narrowed her eyes. "Hey, I've never done this before, and Graham just threw this on me at the last second, so yeah, I am a little unprepared, I'm only human Reg - Madam Mayor," Emma stated defensively, using the informal tone she was so accustomed to in the privacy of the mayoral mansion.
"Deputy Swan, all you had to do was show up, on time, and read some statistics from a piece of paper. I've seen monkeys carry out more complicated tasks. If you are too incompetent to do your job, perhaps you could be useful and make us another pot of coffee. Do you think you could handle that?" Regina seethed, her tiredness getting the best of her, and she instantly regretted using such a condescending tone. But what was done was done, and Emma looked at her with fury and disbelief, pushing the stack of papers across the table.
"You can get your own damned coffee," she growled, before standing up and exiting the room without looking back.
There was a silence around the table as a dozen pairs of eyes stared at the Mayor, sensing that there was something deeper going on, but no one dared make a move or a sound.
Regina took a deep breath, trying to regain control of the situation and her emotions which threatened to fracture her composed exterior. "Samantha," Regina said cooly, turning towards her secretary, "Is there any more urgent business on the docket for today?"
"Um, no Madam Mayor, only a few matter of old business, but nothing urgent," Samantha responded, selecting her words carefully as to not set off the time bomb she knew was her boss.
"Fine. I motion to adjourn this meeting and move undiscussed matters to the next council meeting."
There was a second, and the meeting ended abruptly, the members filing out of the room in haste before Regina bit any of their heads off as well.
Regina stormed home, angry at how the meeting ended, angry at how Emma disrupted everything just left without a glance back, and angry at herself for being so harsh towards the woman. But the Mayor needed boundaries; she needed to keep things the way they were as much as possible, and that included treating Emma Swan the same way she would treat anyone else in this town - at least publicly anyway.
Emma had shown up late and completely unprepared for the meeting, and if any of the other council members had done the same thing, Regina would have chewed them out as well. They at least would have had to good sense to cower in their chairs and let the Mayor berate them, but Emma was not just another council member and her reaction left an unsettling aura in the room that the other people definitely picked up on. They weren't used to someone defying Regina, and there was an exchange of glances amongst them that the Mayor couldn't help but notice.
Regina pulled into her driveway, still seething. What she needed was a glass or three of wine, and what she wanted was a certain supple body to work her angst out on. But tonight wasn't one of their predetermined rendezvous, and for an obvious reason Regina didn't think Emma would be so obliging. So the Mayor had to settle for another silent dinner with her sulking son and an empty bed...again.