Regina entered the kitchen to the smell of coffee. Emma was leaning against the counter, mug in hand. She was obviously thinking hard about something, her face serious and brow furrowed. Regina let her be and fixed her own coffee, leaning against the opposite counter. She sipped quietly until Emma noticed her.
"Whatever you're thinking about must be important if you're doing it this early." Regina smiled to show her comment meant no harm.
Emma flashed her crooked grin, then turned serious again. "I feel guilty."
Regina looked confused. "About what?"
"We've both used magic lately, even though we both promised Henry we wouldn't unless it was for the forces of good or whatever." Emma looked into her cup, then back up to Regina.
"More like for the forces of a good orgasm." Regina gave an unladylike snort into her cup at her own comment.
"Yeah, I don't think the kid needs to know what we were using it for."
Regina met Emma's eyes. "You're actually serious about this? You feel guilty for using magic during sex?"
"Yes"
Regina stared past blonde hair out the window, then placed her cup on the counter behind her and moved over to stand in front of Emma. She took her cup from her hands and put it down beside her, then took her hands in her own. Brown eyes met green.
"Then we won't anymore, if you really feel that way. We'll only use it for the...what did he say? 'forces of good'? Gods, that is such a Snow White term. Your mother is rubbing off on him, it's unacceptable."
Emma raised an eyebrow.
Regina continued. "I know he doesn't want us using it at all, but seriously, you still have to work on control. You remember last week when you let it get to the point of using it or bursting? I think if we're going to make this work we need to set aside time for me to teach you. That way you're learning and I'm not getting rusty. Henry must understand that both of us being able to protect him is better than only one of us."
Emma smiled. "You're right. That sounds acceptable, we'll talk to him."
Regina smiled back and chastely kissed the pale lips in front of her. She put her empty cup in the sink and turned back to the blonde.
"I have to get to work. Will you be watching Henry after school?"
Emma hid a grin behind her cup as she took a sip. "Actually, MM asked me if he could go home with her after. David's watching the station tonight. I think she wants some company for awhile. Is that okay?"
Regina pursed her lips and stared hard at the blonde.
"I suppose, as long as she doesn't fill his mind with her idiotic drivel."
Emma walked past her and pecked a quick kiss against her forehead. "Great, I'll tell them you said so."
"Have a good day dear."
Emma practically ran to her bug, her mind whirling. Getting Regina to agree so easily had actually surprised her. She wondered if she should feel bad for having ulterior motives to the no magic thing. She shrugged the thought off. She had told Regina the truth, just not all of it. She really did feel guilty about it. But mostly she didn't want the brunette to interfere with her plans, or blast her with a fireball if she didn't approve. Her eyes caught the Storybrooke sign in the rear view mirror as she crossed the town line.
Regina sighed as she saw who was approaching her table. She just wanted to eat lunch in peace.
"Hi Regina."
"Snow"
Much to her chagrin, Snow took that as an invitation to join her. She slid into the booth across from her.
"To what do I owe this...pleasure?" Regina's face said she wasn't pleased at all.
Snow smiled widely at her. "I just thought you could use the company. Emma told me you said it would be alright for Henry to come with me after school today. Thank you."
"You're welcome, dear...if that's all?" She looked pointedly at the door.
Laughing, Snow ignored the other brunette's attempt at dismissal. When Emma had asked her to distract Regina at lunch so she wouldn't try to call or text her, she had wondered how long it would take for the older woman to get annoyed at her presence. The answer was not long. She was going to milk this for all it was worth.
"So, how have things been? You know, we really should start doing a family dinner or something, all five of us. Maybe on Sundays, what do you think?"
Regina just stared, then let out a long sigh. Obviously her lunch would not be the peaceful affair she had intended. She looked longingly at the door as Snow prattled on, not having waited on her answer.
Wheels screeched to a stop as Emma slid into the driveway. She had gotten her errand done with little time to spare before Regina got home. She grabbed the package in the passenger seat and flung the car door open. She sprinted toward the door and fumbled with the key for a moment before slamming it shut behind her and dashing up the stairs.
In the bedroom, Emma dropped the box on the bed and stared at it intently. She sucked in a breath and opened it carefully, taking in the contents like she had never seen them before, when in reality she had picked them out just hours prior. She wondered how Regina would react. The only way to find out was to forge on with her plan. She reached in the box.
Regina pulled in the driveway, surprised to see Emma's death trap already there. Why was the blonde home early? She let herself in and hung her coat up. She caught a flash of red out of the corner of her eye and turned to see Emma coming from the kitchen.
"Hey" Emma flashed her a bright smile.
"Hey yourself, you're home early."
Emma rocked on her heels, her hands in her back pockets.
"Yeah, Henry wanted to stay for dinner at Mary Margaret's. I thought maybe the two of us could go to Granny's. And if maybe we got back early enough, we could do other things before the kid gets home." She waggled her eyebrows suggestively.
Regina laughed and shook her head. "You're insatiable. And that sounds lovely."
She started toward her study, talking over her shoulder. "I just have to drop these files on my desk and I'll be ready to go."
Regina set the stack down and bent over the desk, organizing them. She didn't know the younger woman had followed her until she felt her pressed against her back, pushing her further onto the desk. There was something different.
"Miss Swan, there seems to be something on your person that wasn't there this morning."
Emma chuckled, her hot breath blowing against Regina's ear. She gently pushed her hips forward.
"I made a little trip today."
Regina stood up, pushing Emma off her and turned around. She looked down, noticing the slight bulge in Emma's pants that she hadn't noticed earlier. She quirked an eyebrow.
"Just what do you plan on doing with your new accessory, Sheriff?"
Emma smirked. "I thought it was obvious Madam Mayor. I plan on fucking you." She turned abruptly and left the room, heading for the front door.
Regina stood there, letting the comment sink in. She gave a start when Emma called from the foyer.
"Coming, dear"
Emma persuaded Regina to let her drive them to the diner. She kept glancing at the brunette out of the corner of her eye. Regina wasn't even hiding her blatant staring at the blonde's crotch. Emma smiled to herself. Phase one complete.
All through dinner, Emma caught Regina looking in the direction of her lap, even though the table was in the way. She purposely kept the conversation flowing to normal, mundane topics, such as Henry and work. She ate painfully slow, each fry individually chewed and swallowed. By the time she was licking the spoon from her sundae, Regina was squirming in her seat. She had wondered if Regina would even be receptive to the idea. She had no doubt as the darkened brown gaze across from her met her own. She motioned to Ruby for the check. Phase two complete.
After a speedy drive home, Emma pushed Regina against the door the second it clicked shut behind her. Regina moaned as Emma's still slightly cool tongue slid against her own. Hands pushed at clothes as feet moved toward the stairs.
At the top, they collided against the wall, Emma grinding into Regina. She quickly bent and lifted Regina's leg, bending it around her hip. She was rewarded with a small whimper at the increased pressure between the brunette's thighs. She lifted the other leg, holding Regina against the wall, their tongues still dueling. Regina's hands went to clutch blonde curls, her legs tightening around Emma's hips. Emma wrapped her arms around Regina's back, and carried her to the bedroom, unceremoniously dropping her onto the bed with a thud. Regina gave her a small glare. Emma just winked and backed up, pulling her shirt and bra off in a single move.
Regina opened her mouth to say something, but stopped when Emma's hands went to her zipper. She pulled it down slowly, then pushed the tight denim down her thighs. She stepped out of them and stood before Regina, her purchase proudly on display. Regina just gaped at her.
"Did I make you speechless, Madam Mayor?"
"How did you fit that thing in your pants!?"
Emma laughed and crawled onto the bed, hovering over the brunette. "Relax Regina."
"Emma, it's huge! I don't know if I'm terrified or turned on!"
The blonde fought back another laugh. She captured plump lips with her own, silencing the other woman. She ran her tongue along Regina's bottom lip, then bit it gently and sucked. Regina moaned and arched into her. She reached down to unbutton Regina's blouse, untucking in once she reached her pants. She sat up, straddling Regina's hips, and pushed the shirt off her shoulders. She threw it behind her. Regina sat up, latching her mouth onto a hardened nipple. Emma gasped, pushing herself into Regina's mouth. One hand went to dark hair, the other to unfasten Regina's bra. It too went flying behind her.
Emma pulled back, shimmying down Regina's legs. At her feet, she reached up and unfastened black dress pants, pulling them and and Regina's underwear down and off. Her eyes took her in, from her slightly tousled hair to her pink, wet center. Yeah, Regina was turned on. She smiled wickedly, and crawled slowly back up the brunette, kissing olive skin as she went. Her tongue dipped into Regina's navel and circled around it. She continued up her taunt stomach, biting just under Regina's breast. Listening to the labored breathing above her, she sucked a pebbled nipple into her mouth, letting her teeth graze over it. Regina moaned, her back coming completely off the bed. She grasped Emma's head, holding her close. Emma kneaded Regina's other breast, giving sharp tug in time with her teeth. She switched, her mouth finding the other one as she nudged the strap on toward Regina's slick folds. Regina tilted her hips, meeting hers. Emma looked up, hooded eyes watching her. She rocked her hips slightly, increasing the pressure. Regina bit her lip, her hands clutching the sheets.
"Emma" Regina sighed.
Emma thrust the tip in, circling her hips slowly. She licked up Regina's neck, flicking her ear with her tongue. Regina let out a low moan. She clutched at Emma's back, trying to pull her closer, deeper. Emma inched in, then back out. She repeated this until she was fully in, then she stilled. Regina was writhing under her, trying to get the friction she wanted.
"Move" she growled.
"You are so not topping me from the bottom. I'll move when I want to."
Regina huffed out a breath, narrowing her eyes at Emma.
Emma smirked, then swiftly pulled and and thrust in. Regina let out a strangled cry, not expecting it. "You were saying?" Emma asked.
"Please"
"What was that?"
"Emma" Regina deadpanned.
Emma thrust into her again, then stilled. Regina sucked in a breath.
"Please fuck me!"
Emma kissed her hard. "Well, since you said please..."
Emma braced herself, then started her rhythm. She pushed deep, circling her hips. Regina met her, thrust for thrust. She ran her hands down Emma's back, finally grabbing her ass, pulling her even deeper. Emma groaned into Regina's neck as she felt the brunette's wetness spread to her stomach. She thrust harder, the base of the strap on rubbing her clit. Regina panted in her ear, letting out a whimper every time she entered her. Sweat trickled down Emma's back, her muscles straining. She reached between them, pinching Regina's clit between her fingers. The older woman bucked underneath her, her raspy voice calling out her name. Emma shuddered as her own climax hit, then collapsed onto Regina. Phase three complete.
They lay there, sweat slicked and panting. Emma mustered up the strength to move, pulling out and removing the harness, flinging it in the vicinity of the clothes on the floor. She flopped back to the bed, looking over at Regina. She had her eyes closed, and Emma would have thought she were asleep had she not spoke.
"You're staring."
"You're sexy."
Regina cracked an eye open, then rolled over and looked at her fully. "Just when did you make the venture to procure that?"
Emma let out a throaty chuckle. "I left as soon as we talked this morning. I got David to have any calls forwarded to him. He said he didn't mind."
"You told him what you were doing!?" Regina looked at her slightly bug-eyed.
"God, no. I wouldn't tell him that! I just told him I needed a favor. They were both happy to do it."
Regina narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean 'they were both'?"
Emma realized her mistake, and quickly fumbled for an excuse.
"I-I just meant-"
Regina interrupted her. "Do you mean to tell me that you had something to do with your mother inviting herself to be my unwanted lunch guest?"
The look Emma was receiving was one that must have been from the Evil Queen era. She was petrified.
"Ummm, I might have asked her to distract you so you wouldn't think about me and where I was." Emma's voice rose in pitch until it was just a squeak.
Regina stared blankly at her, then she smiled. Emma was convinced it was a murderous one. She gulped. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? You love me, right?"
Regina calmly got up from the bed. "Of course I love you, even if I did have to suffer through your mother today."
She walked to her clothes and gathered them up, taking them to the bathroom. Emma heard water running. There was silence, then Regina cursed.
"You okay?" Emma called.
Regina came to the door. "I am."
"Oh shit."
She stalked forward, the strap on now securely fastened into place. "So eloquent dear."
Emma backed up against the headboard. "Regina, what are you doing?"
Regina smirked. "I thought it was obvious Miss Swan." She climbed onto the bed, straddling the blonde's lap. She nuzzled against Emma's neck, biting softly, then licking the sting away. Emma moaned. Regina raked her teeth over Emma's earlobe, then whispered against it, her voice low and gravely. "I'm going to fuck you."