"Don't fool yourself into thinking something went on between us, Sheriff Swan." Regina said sharply. "Nothing happened."
How easy those words flew out of her mind, but how hard it was to utter them in the faintest of whispers. It had been earlier that night that Regina paid Emma Swan a late night visit at the Sheriff's office that turned out to me more than what the two bargained for. It had been on Regina's mind even since she left and now, laying in bed, she couldn't get her mind to shut off long enough for her to sleep. The way Emma's hands snaked themselves around her, the way her lips felt warm against hers, the way their bodies pressed into one another's... The memory alone had Regina covered in goosebumps. She lie there staring at the ceiling wondering what it would be like to have that beautiful blonde kiss her again. To have those arms around her. Then, all of a sudden Emma was there. A familiar smile on her face as she moved to lean over Regina. Her lips began trailing Regina's neck, her hands gently pushing up her night dress at the same time. Those eyes staring up at her. Those deep blue eyes that held not only wonder but amazment. Those eyes that invaded her soul as the touch of Emma's fingertips caressing the contours of her stomach threw her into a daze. Regina gasped soflty when she felt Emma's lips pressed against the skin of her inner thigh unexpectedly. Emma urged forward and Regina's eyes closed blissfully. After a few moments of pleasure, Regina gasped again and let her eyes flutter open. Regina now stared at the empty ceiling. Lifting her head she realized the covers were all off of the bed and her night gown was nowhere to be seen, her hand also between her legs. Had she just- She had..
She just fantasized about Emma Swan.