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Emma jolted awake to the sound of heels clicking against the floor. The fast and furious sound of heels to be exact. "What did I do now?" She mumbled. She looked up in time to see Regina charge into her office, her expression determined.
"Hey ba-"
She was cut off by Regina's lips, forcefully pressed against hers. Regina swiped her tongue over Emma's bottom lip, causing her to moan. She grabbed a handful of gold curls, tugging Emma's head back for better access. Emma opened her mouth in surprise and Regina took advantage, thrusting her tongue in and battling with Emma's. They broke apart, both breathing hard, and Emma pulled back, looking at Regina. She was practically sprawled across her desk.
"Not that I'm complaining, but what was that about?" Emma asked.
Regina gracefully got up and came around to perch on the desk in front of Emma. "I simply thought I would take my lunch break early today." A mischievous smirk came across her face.
Emma narrowed her eyes. "When you say 'lunch', you don't really mean lunch do you?"
Regina chuckled and got up. She moved to the blinds around the office, closing every one. She turned back to Emma, her eyes sparkling. "What do you think, dear?" She stalked forward, not waiting on an answer.
Emma's eyes darkened as a low fluttering started in her stomach. Regina sat on the desk again, her legs on either side of Emma's. She grabbed Emma's shirt and pulled her close, the chair scraping across the floor. Emma's chest came into contact with Regina's stomach, causing both women to groan. Then Regina's mouth was on Emma's again, hot and demanding. Her tongue thrust in and out, telling Emma what was to come. Emma's hands pulled at Regina's thighs, bringing her down to her lap. Regina started grinding against her the second she did, their lips never breaking contact. Another low moan tore from Emma's throat, her hips bucking up to meet Regina's.
"As nice as this is, it isn't what I came for." Regina managed to get out through ragged breaths.
She sat still and pecked Emma's lips, smiling against them. "What?" Emma asked confusedly.
Regina's hands went to Emma's waist, flicking open the button and yanking down the zipper on her jeans with practiced ease. She scooted off of Emma's lap, pulling her jeans and black boy shorts with her. Emma sucked in a breath at the sight of Regina on her knees in front of her, a sight that didn't happen often.
"Look familiar?" Regina asked coyly.
Emma chuckled. "No handcuffs?"
"I won't need them." Regina winked.
She nuzzled Emma's knees open and started a path to her destination with her lips when a sound from outside the office made her freeze.
"Emma!?"
"Shit!" Emma exclaimed. She shoved Regina under the desk and scooted in, pulling an open file in front of her.
A knock sounded at the door. "Emma, are you in?"
"It's open Mary Margaret."
Mary Margaret poked her head in the door, smiling when she saw Emma. "Hi honey."
"Hey." Emma smiled, trying not to grimace.
The brunette frowned as she came further into the office. "Are you okay? You looked flushed."
"I'm fine, what's up?" Emma couldn't help but sigh as Mary Margaret sat down, settling in.
"I came to tell you your father is sick. He won't be in today. I would have just called earlier but I've been busy with him. He's asleep, I thought I would get out of the apartment for a bit while I could."
Emma looked concerned. "What's wrong with David? Is it the flu?"
Regina listened to the conversation going on above her, rolling her eyes. Leave it to idiot Charming to get sick. Snow was going on an in depth retelling of last night, not sparing any detail. The last thing Regina wanted to hear about was a snotty Charming. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to untangle herself from where Emma had unceremoniously shoved her under. Emma nudged her. She grumbled under her breath and pinched Emma's thigh. Emma nudged her again, harder. She was about to pinch again when an idea struck her. It took everything in her not to let out an evil cackle. While she no longer had the urge to kill Snow White, and their relationship was somewhat mended because of Emma, she still took pleasure in the occasional snarky comment or jab. But this, this was the perfect opportunity. She was going to have Emma, right here, right now. She flicked her wrist, and Emma's legs spread open, pinned to either side of the desk. She moved between them and kissed the inside of Emma's left knee.
Above her, Emma flinched. She tried to close her legs, but couldn't move them. She felt Regina's lips on her knee. Oh fuck, no. No, no, no. She thought to herself. She discreetly moved her hand to her lap and shoved at Regina's head. Regina moved her head to her other leg, dodging her hand. She tried again, but Regina caught her hand, and laced their fingers together. She gritted her teeth and tried to pay attention to Mary Margaret. Regina moved up her thigh, biting, then licking the sting away. Emma jumped slightly. She felt her face flush. Her arousal was quickly coming back. Thankfully, Mary Margaret seemed oblivious, still prattling on about David. Regina was dangerously close to where she wanted her. She squeezed her hand that was still locked with Regina's. Regina smiled against Emma's thigh. She could smell her arousal. It made her dizzy, her own pooling between her legs. She pulled back to look at Emma, almost moaning out loud at the wetness she saw. She dove in, her tongue collecting as much as it could. Emma's hips pushed toward her. She flicked her wrist again, stilling them.
Emma held back a gasp when she felt Regina's tongue. She pushed her hips forward, trying to get closer. She tried again, but couldn't move again. Dammit Regina! Using magic was so unfair. She couldn't concentrate on hers at the moment. Regina was making long swipes with her tongue, up around her clit and back down to thrust into her. Over and over again. She fought to keep her breathing steady and her eyes open. By now she didn't have a clue what Mary Margaret was saying, she just nodded to keep her talking. She felt Regina slip a finger into her. Her breath hitched in her throat.
Mary Margaret gave her an odd look. " Are you sure you're okay?"
Emma nodded enthusiastically, not trusting herself to speak.
"Okay, well I should get back to your father. I was going to bring him some soup from Granny's. Do you want to just have lunch together? He should be fine for awhile."
"S-sure." Emma stuttered.
"Hey, why don't you see if Regina wants to join us?"
Regina's answer was thrusting another finger into Emma.
"I'm sure she would l-love to. Why don't you go get a table and I'll c-call her?" Emma was fighting to speak. She was going to kill Regina.
Mary Margaret ignored Emma's stuttering and smiled brightly. "Okay! I'll see you two soon."
As soon as the door clicked behind her, Regina latched her lips onto Emma's clit, sucking hard. A strangled moan came from Emma's throat. She was practically panting from holding her breath in for so long. Regina was thrusting hard, encouraged by the small whimpers coming from above her. She felt Emma's walls tightening around her fingers. She removed her lips from Emma's clit and started circling it with her tongue, keeping pace with her fingers. Emma let out a breathy "Regina!", and clenched her eyes shut. Regina felt a surge of moisture over her hand and pulled away, a satisfied smile on her face. She removed her fingers, causing Emma to shudder. She cleaned Emma with her tongue, nuzzling into her stomach when she was finished. Emma fisted her free hand in Regina's hair, tugging. Regina released Emma from her magic and cautiously eased herself up between Emma's legs. Emma was slumped in her chair with her eyes closed. Regina unlaced their fingers and cupped Emma's face, kissing her forehead before settling back onto the desk. Emma opened her eyes.
"Despite the fact that I just came incredibly hard, you are so going to pay for that." Her voice crackled slightly, still low and raspy.
Regina didn't seem the least bit intimidated. She simply smirked. "Came incredibly hard, hmm?"
"Really, that's what you took from that?"
"Yes, now I believe we are meeting your mother for lunch, are we not?"
Emma shot her look that would have rivaled one of her Evil Queen glares.
Regina laughed and stood up, redressing Emma with a flick. "Come along dear, you can plot you revenge over some hot chocolate."
Ruby stood by Mary Margaret, taking her drink order when the bell over the door chimed, alerting her of new customers. She looked up to see Emma and Regina heading her way. Emma had a thunderous look on her face, while Regina looked incredibly smug. Interesting, she thought. They both slid into the booth across form Mary Margaret, who smiled excitedly at them.
"I'm so glad you both could come."
"Technically dear, only Emma did." Regina quipped.
Emma whipped her head to the side. "Regina." She said warningly.
Mary Margaret looked confused.
Ruby had a suspicion, and inhaled deeply. There was the usual scent of the people in front of her, but under it was arousal. Lots of it. She grinned.
Mary Margaret shrugged off the comment and looked at her menu. "What are you two having?"
"I think Regina's already eaten." Ruby offered with a wink.
Emma blushed furiously and Regina gave an uncharacteristic bark of laughter.
"You ate already? It's only just now noon." Mary Margaret frowned.
"It was only just a snack. I suppose I could stand something a little more...filling."
Ruby snickered into her order pad, earning a glare from Emma.
Mary Margaret looked hard at the three women in front of her. Emma was blushing. Regina and Ruby were suppressing giggles. Realization dawned on her.
"EMMA SWAN AND REGINA MILLS!" She barked.
Ruby was laughing so hard she was crying and Regina cackled beside her. Emma hid her face in her hands. The rest of the diners paused their own conversations to look at them.
Mary Margaret leaned forward and said in a furious whisper, "I knew something was up with you. I can't believe you did that with me sitting in front of you!"
Emma looked up. "It was Regina, I couldn't move!"
Three pairs of eyes all moved to Regina, who had calmed and was sitting primly in her seat. Emma was still glaring and Mary Margaret raised an eyebrow.
Regina turned to Ruby. "I'll tip you fifty if you deliver to my office."
Ruby smirked. "Deal."
Regina bolted out the door as fast at her heels would allow.
Ruby snorted at the incredulous looks from the remaining women. "What? Money's money."
Mary Margaret calmly turned to Emma. "So, how are you going to get her back for this?"