My apologies, I've had trouble focusing long enough to type this up. Enjoy, and try to ignore my grammatical errors, editing is truly an ordeal I do not give much attention to.

The next day, the favor had been cashed in and Emma awoke, dazed, in an unfamiliar bed. Disoriented, and more than slightly hungover, she studied her surroundings; maroon walls darkened the space, a similar color scheme enhanced the effect even more so. A cherry wood nightstand invaded her space, and she took notice of a clock, it read 9:38. This was all Emma needed to shoot out of the bed which she now found to be empty. Clothing was thrown on at lightening speed, and she rushed down the stairs. Once in the foyer, she confirmed her suspicions of this being Regina's house. You idiot, of course it's her house, she scolded internally. Upon exit, she found her bug was no longer in the spot she had left it, so she went to find the next best thing. During her pursuit, she tried to recollect the happenings of the night before that led her to her waking up in the woman's bed. Favor, wine, too much wine, and then mind-blowing sex. Between her legs, she was reminded of just how mind-blowing, she was sweetly sore and was loving each second.

Regina had been in her office, Emma opened the door slowly for no reason but she didn't really think of what to say. All the chemistry between them, and Emma was still rendered speechless by the brunette. Upon entry, Emma was greeted by Regina, and a guest. The man, probably in his early fifties, was wearing a power suit and held a cane. Despite his small form, he was menacing in his demeanor, and Emma didn't like him one bit.

"Emma, dear, Good morning." The familiar tone brought her out of the glaring war she had been having with the man. "I was under the impression you'd gone home."

"No," Emma began, unnerved by the glooming presence. "My car, it's not in your driveway, I also don't have my keys."

"Ah," She pulled out the keys from an unknown place under her desk. "Your car is up front, you were in no place to drive, so I took it upon myself to make your departure a simple one." Regina tossed the keys and Emma caught them with ease. "I don't mean to be crass, but I am in the middle of a meeting, dear." She added when Emma stayed glued to the doorway.

"Oh gods, I'm sorry. I'll be on my way then, thanks." She blurted and hurried for her car. The door slammed behind her. Regina's eyes remained on the spot Emma had once occupied, if only for a moment before her masked slipped back into place and she was faced with Gold.

"Who's your pet, dearie? How rude of you not to introduce me." Gold stated once the door had been returned to it's original state.

"Not something I wish to discuss. Let's move back to the deed, I've done my part, now it's yours to uphold." Regina addressed him formally as she crossed her legs beneath the desk.

"Now, what's the rush? This place isn't going anywhere, and I've something more to ask of you." He said and Regina's anger flooded into her face.

"No, no more deals. You don't have the right; I specifically remember you telling me that if I gave up my position as mayor, you would hand over the deed. Now, do so or there will be consequences." Her vein throbbed, but she took no notice as hot fury coated over her.

"Control yourself, Regina. I just have one question." His use of her first name surprised her, which he noticed and offered her a sly smirk.

"Well, are you going to ask it or continue infect my office with your presence?" The woman snipped, when he remained silent.

"I wish to know what your intentions are with Miss Swan and her son." She opened her mouth to ask how he'd known of her relationship with the two, but he cut her off. "I have eyes and ears everywhere, dearie, nothing in this town goes unnoticed by me. So, do answer, or I will find out through other means."

All of her senses, as well as the voice in her head, were urging her to right hook him in the jaw; but she was a sophisticated woman of class, so she refrained. It was only a simple question, that had a simple answer, then she would finally hold in her hand what should have been hers from the beginning. "Well, I don't see how it's any of your business, but we have been seeing one another." Regina put it simply, as well as truthfully.

Gold rolled the answer over before concluding that he'd done enough medaling in Regina's case for the day, and he deemed it acceptable. Pulling the deed out of his coat, he handed it to her. "A pleasure as always, Regina. Next time, you'll have to introduce me to Miss Swan, and that darling boy." Gold was up and fixing himself to leave, Regina's jaw tightened at his mention of Emma and Henry.

"There won't be a next time, imp. You've got what you wanted, and there will be no more deals. Not from me." The woman dismissed him and went back to her daily schedule.

"There will be, you know me, I'm not satisfied until I have the world at my beck and call." With a final smile, he was gone, and Regina was left in a puddle of his words.Though none of their visits ended pleasantly, this one didn't end in a brawl, but in an empty promise. Regina made note to make him rue the day he came to her with another one of his inferior deals. With that said, she readied herself for a lesson with a college student who'd recently enrolled at the University of Storybrooke. The young man was exceptional, his horse even more so. A black stallion that could jump the moon at a standstill. Truth be told, Regina yearned to take the reins each time she saw him struggle. Though he was experienced, his steed was too green and powerful for the boy, who was smaller than Regina herself. None the less, she would train him to the best of her abilities so that such a horse didn't go to waste. _

Emma spotted her car with ease and rushed home. It was so late, but hopefully Henry was still asleep. The boy was her top priority at the moment, and his presence within her didn't leave room for much else. Upon arrival, she barely remembered to turn off her car before she scrambled to the door. Fuddling with her keys, she dropped them three times before taking a deep breath and centering herself. Picking them up once more, se successfully unlocked and opened the door to an unoccupied living room. A good sign she thought to herself before making way the Henry's room. What she saw surprised her; her son was still asleep, but there was another person in the room.

"Mary Margaret?" Emma questioned and the woman was awake in a moment. Oh fuck, Henry must have called her, she's going to think I'm a bad mom, who am I kidding, we all know this Emma said to herself.

"Emma, what happened to you? Henry called me and said you left without a word, he was afraid you wouldn't come back. I came over so he wouldn't be afraid." The woman stood and led a teary Emma out of the room and into the kitchen. "It's okay, you can trust me." MM soothed while rubbing circles in Emma's back.

"I thought he was asleep, I checked in on him before I left, and he was sound." Emma choked back tears, this was so embarrassing. "I'm sorry, Mary Margaret, if I'd known I would never have-" She continued but was consumed by her sudden need to sob.

"Where did you go, Emma?" A kind voice asked, Mary Margaret was like a mom, though younger than Emma, she had a way of making you feel comfortable and secure without judgement.

"I just went to see a friend for a drink, I may have gotten carried away and fell asleep." Emma composed herself, but couldn't look her friend in the eyes. "It's just next door, so it's not like I was across town, if he'd only have called me, I'd be here in a second."

Mary Margaret thought about her answer, and realized where next door was. "You were with Regina?" She asked, the woman had always hated her, despite the school teacher's best efforts to convince her she was worth liking. The raven haired pixie gazed upon her friend with surprise laced in her features.

"Yes, please don't think I'm a bad mom, because I try so hard, I just needed a break." Emma pleaded, hoping to steer the conversation off Regina.

"Oh sweetheart!" Mary Margaret pulled her into a reassuring embrace. "I know you're a good mom! I'm just confused as to why you were with Regina, is all." No such luck. MM released her and caramel eyes met bloodshot emerald one's.

"Well, she's Henry's riding coach, and she was the first person I met here. We hit it off, so we see each other outside of his lessons, like last night." That was good, not a lie she thought after finishing, she really didn't want to tell MM about what she and Regina really were. Wait, what are we anyway? Like girlfriends? Great, now I went and created a new problem to eat away at me. No, you don't get closure Emma. She argued internally while she awaited the other woman's reply.

"Oh," MM said, surprised. "Well, that's great, I'm happy to hear that Regina finally has someone in her corner." Emma blushed, confirming MM's suspicions. The teacher was very intuitive, even though she'd just met Emma, she already knew how to read the blonde. Not that she made it very difficult, Emma was very clear about where she stood and why she was there.

"Yeah." Emma managed, her blush increased as she now thought of Regina. "Do you need a ride home?"

"It's okay," She offered a small smile. "I'll call David and have him pick me up." She stood from her position on the stool next to Emma and called David. Returning shortly, she told Emma he was on his way and led the emotional blonde to the couch. They sat and talked for ten minutes before David knocked, announcing his arrival. Greetings and goodbye's were exchanged between the friends and MM stayed behind a beat before turning to Emma once more.

"Don't worry, your secrets are safe with me." The pixie reassured and squeezed Emma's hand before joining David in his rust bucket of a truck.

Emma stood in the threshold a moment until they were out of sight. Making her way inside she tried to forget the happenings of the morning. It was too chaotic, all of this. She came to the small town to get away from the dramatic buzz of the city, but here, it was even worse. Since everyone knew everyone, there were no secrets, at least not for long. So, she vowed to marvel in the time she had in confidence with Regina, before more people found out. Of course Mary Margaret knew, she had to know, why else would she say what she did. Emma went to her bathroom to take an Advil. Pill in one hand and a dixie cup of water in the other, she studied herself in the mirror. Here's to hoping she thought out loud, and downed the pill. _

After treating Henry to an apology lunch at Granny's, they headed home where they remained for a few hours until Henry received a phone call.

"Hello?" Emma asked answering the phone to an unknown number.

"Hi, Miss Emma, it's Grace." A small voice squeaked from the other side.

"Hey, kid, what's up?" She asked, knowing she'd want to talk to Henry.

"Nothing much, I'm just at the barn, could I talk to Henry, please?" The young girl politely asked.

"Sure, sweetie. Henry!" Emma called, pulling the phone away from her face, as not to yell into it.

"Yeah?" The boy in question asked, emerging from his room.

"It's Grace." His mother told him, and he lit up, running to grab the phone from her clutches.

"Hello?" He asked and turned to speak privately in his room. "Oh yeah, fun!" She heard him say before her ears were met with the slamming of a door. Smiling, she reverted her attention to the television, where per usual, cartoons were playing. This time, The Simpsons. Emma watched until five minutes later, a dressed Henry came back to return her phone. Just by glancing at him, she could tell he was bursting with news.

"So, Mom," Henry practically sang. "Do you think you could take me to the barn so I could watch Grace ride, and maybe ride Bunny when she's done?"

Emma thought about it, making her face look as though she were to decline. "Okay." She answered after seeing how the anticipation was killing him.

"Yay!" He exclaimed and ran out of the front door and hopped in the car before she was even off the couch. Keys and sunglasses in hand, she followed the happy trail her son had left, and got into the bug. A quick drive, that she seemed to be making often, later and they were back in her parking spot. Henry left her in the dust and quickly made his way to where Grace would be. Emma felt uncomfortable, Henry didn't need or want her right now, and she was probably a bother to Regina, so she remained in her car where she could stay indifferent. Playing on her phone provided a distraction, a boring one, but something to do none the less. It was probably about thirty minutes later when Henry and Grace returned, followed by Regina. Emma's heart skipped a beat and her breathing became difficult at the sight of the woman. The woman who didn't even notice her. Henry followed the two into the arena, where he stayed close to Regina as Grace began to ride around the arena. Watching from he place in the car, she saw Regina pull out her phone and use it for a few moments before returning it to it's place on her belt. Moments later her phone went off, she pulled it out and saw a text from her.

Are you coming, dear?

She smiled at the message and got out of her car. Moving to the seats outside of the ring, she took one and turned her attention the Henry. Though she couldn't tell for sure that Regina was staring at her, since she was clad in dark sunglasses, she knew she was. Emma decided that two could play this game, and slipped hers on as well, gazing at the woman. Regina's attention then focused on Grace, who she barked orders to every once in a while. Emma didn't notice the girl as much, she was in awe of Regina; Henry had held on the her forearm in the beginning, and still had not let go. The sight made her heart feel all gooey. This woman, who'd been labeled as an Evil Queen, a bitchy mayor, and certainly other things, was supporting her son by just being there. Henry was clearly afraid each time Grace whooshed past them a little to close, Regina never flinched as Henry squeezed her arm and moved closer. Every time his fear came out, Regina would look down on him and smile whispering something to his that caused him to relax his grip, but he never let her go. At least not until the lesson was over and a tired horse and rider left the area. Henry followed Grace to groom the pony, and left Regina walking over to Emma where she remained.

"Pretty cute how he wouldn't let go of you." Emma said as Regina sat down with a smile on her face as wide as Texas. Stunning, Emma thought as she studied Regina through a rosy filter.

"He's precious, he told me not to tell Grace that he was scared, but that I was. I believe he's smitten." Regina confided, pushing dark glasses to rest upon her head. Chocolate eyes explored Emma's face, attempting to recognize every perfect inch. Emma felt the brunette's microscope over her and cleared her throat.

"I know how he feels." Emma told her and took a sip of water. Regina would not stop looking at her and it was beginning to be discomforting. "Do I have something on my face?" She asked and met eyes with Regina.

"All I see is beauty." Regina cooed, moving closer to Emma. She sealed her compliment with kiss. Though chaste, the kiss was powerful and full of meaning to Emma; who remained in the same position with her eyes closed for seconds after the women parted. Regina gave a throaty chuckle that broke Emma's dumb-struck.

"I want to take you out." Emma told her after a minute.

"Are you asking me or telling me?" Regina retorted.

The blonde scoffed. "Regina," She began, taking the older woman's hand, receiving a smile and blush. "Will you do me the great honor of accompanying me on a date?" Emma finished, formally asking Regina was the only way to win, so she played fair.

The brunette gave a look of deep thought and clicked her tongue, eliciting a heavy sigh from an awaiting Emma. "Well.." She started and laughed heartily. "I'm joking, Emma, I would love to." Emma smiled and squeezed her hand as Henry jumped over to them.

"Mommy! Mommy! Can I please sleepover at Grace's house tonight? We're having sundaes!" Henry asked her with joy coating his tone. He was so cute how could she say no?

"Okay, baby, as long as you promise to be good and in bed by 10. I'll be calling Jefferson to make sure, do you want to go get your clothes?" She asked and he blushed.

"Actually, we kind of knew you'd say yes, and I packed at home." He said patting his back pack.

"I'm that easy?" Emma asked, a hand to her chest in mock hurt.

"Yep!" Her son giggled as he was pulled into a bear hug just as Jefferson's BMW pulled up. The man got out and sauntered over to the three.

"Hello, ladies, and Henry." He greeted, only ever glaring at Regina, who glared right back.

"Jefferson," The older woman replied. "Grace did wonderful today." She added, as to be polite.

"I expected as much." He told her as Grace appeared from around the corner.

"Hi, Papa." The girl greeted as she stood next to him.

"Well, we won't keep you." Jefferson winked at Emma who shifted. "Ready, kids?" He asked. The trio said their goodbye's and were off in a flash leaving the two women alone. Emma was about to leave when Regina stood and wasted no time in pulling her into another kiss. This time, the kiss was long and tongues were brought out to wander. Regina tasted of apples and mint, to Emma, it was most intoxicating. The blonde could get hooked on the taste alone, if she wasn't already. Standing to get a better angle, Emma reached around and pulled Regina closer, deepening the kiss. A moan sounded from the blonde as her behind was gripped powerfully. The kiss broke and the women stared longingly into lustful eyes.

"Let's have a sleepover, Miss Swan." Regina purred and pulled Emma in the direction of her house, knowing the answer to be a hearty 'yes'.

Once inside, Emma found herself pinned to the door as it slammed behind her weight. Dark eyes undressed her before slipping shut, Emma took the hint and closed the space between them. Slowly, as she liked to take it, she took the lead and devoured her recipient. She licked over smooth white teeth, only to let out a cry as she was bit down on. Pulling them apart, Regina led Emma up the stairs to the same room she'd awoken in. In a moment she was pushed on to the bed to watch as the brunette stripped for her. Slowly, she pulled off her polo to reveal a royal purple laced bra. Boots were pulled off followed by jeans, how she made it look as sexy as it did, Emma may never know. Matching lace panties came into view as the body they covered closed in on Emma. Straddling her, the brunette leaned in close, Emma's eyes flittered shut awaiting a kiss, but opened after a few seconds. Her eyes were nearly black and shone with lust, Regina leaned closer to Emma's ear, blowing softly.

"I'm going to ride you, and I want your tongue to fuck me until my limbs can no longer function" She purred and Emma nodded. With a final smirk, Regina disregarded her undergarments and moved until she was positioned over the blondes awaiting mouth. Emma breathed her in and blew cold air over the heat the she was faced with. The body above her shuddered and shook the headboard slightly. Grabbing hold of a firm ass, Emma began to circle the rich fold with her tongue. Moans came unfiltered from both parties. Emma's tongue entered inside the walls of her partner. Regina screamed, the cool muscle entering her heat was enough to send her off the edge. Pulsating walls clenched Emma's tongue and released it as well as a tidal wave of liquid excitement. The blonde did her damnedest to lap up all the the liquids, but there was far too much, proving her efforts futile. The blonde continued to move about the rich folds, moaning overtime Regina would utter her name. After the third orgasm, Regina fell to the side with a whimper. Recovering, shaky hands went to undress Emma, who laughed at the effort before doing the deed on her own. Now in the nude, the blonde settled atop Regina. After sharing a passionate kiss, where Regina tongued out the remains of herself, Emma settled herself between toned legs. One over the other, the blonde began to move slowly, rubbing their growing heats together. The friction was satisfying, and Regina was practically screaming. Emma moaned at the contact, as well as the reaction. Licking her lips she began to thrust harder, causing the heat to intensify. The blonde let out an unfiltered moan that echoed to join the countless others. She came for the first time, followed by the brunette. Emma came four more times before her limbs became jelly and she fell beside Regina. The brunette wrapped her arms around Emma and buried her face in blonde locks.

"I love you." She said, but Emma had already succumbed to sleep.

Ahh! This chapter was physically demanding, and full of fluff. I'm getting there, okay! I just need to process. Haha, well I hope this was acceptable! Until next time.