Regina woke with a groan. It was Monday morning and her naked wife was pressed tightly against her back. Hard erection making itself known between the cheeks of her ass, they'd fallen asleep naked together after a vigorous after dinner shower. Their son being past the age of entering in the middle of the night to crawl into bed, they'd collapsed into bed naked and drifted off into contented sleep. Regina had been in the middle of a fantastic dream when she had woken. She glanced at the bedside clock, it was only a little after 5. They had plenty of time to fulfill her dream fantasies. She could feel the wetness between her thighs and her cunt throbbed to be filled with the erection pressed against her backside. The brunette reached behind herself to wrap her hand around the firm flesh. Emma groaned behind her as she ground her ass against her and stroked the hard cock nudging between her cheeks.
"Something you need, babe?" A groggy Emma came awake, she shifted the hair away from her wife's tanned neck and sucked at the firm skin there. Laving at it with her tongue as she sucked. Regina groaned and her hips rolled back against the blonde. She tilted her head to allow Emma more access as she continued to languidly suck, kiss and lick at the sensitive skin of her neck and shoulders, "You, inside," was all she gasped out as she rolled onto her stomach and pulled her wife on top of her. Both women groaned when Emma settled atop the brunette, her breasts tightly pressed to the long smooth back of her wife, her cock slotting easily between warm, wet thighs. Regina whimpered as the cockhead rubbed against her clit when Emma thrust a few times, "Like this?" The blonde asked of the position. She knew Regina always got immense pleasure from it, but the vulnerability of it didn't always appeal to her.
"Yes, God. I need a long, slow fuck," Regina arched her back and canted her hips back, opening herself up for her wife's initial thrust. Emma grabbed her pillow and shifted back so her wife could raise her hips and she slid the pillow underneath her, she reached between them then, once her wife settled back down comfortably on the pillow, Emma grasped the hard flesh of her penis, she teased against the throbbing entrance to her cunt, coating herself in her wife's arousal. She rubbed herself against the swollen clit just below and Regina moaned as her hips moved, trying to get the hard length of her wife inside. Finally after long minutes of teasing Emma adjusted herself and pushed just the tip of her cock.
The brunette beneath her moaned and buried her face in the sheets as her blonde wife sank so very slowly inside her pussy. Finally the blonde was all the way inside and she coaxed her wife to lay flat again atop the pillow, helping her close her legs tightly together while Emma straddled her plump ass and remained nestled deep inside her cunt. She laid her head against the warm skin of her wife's back as she paused to just feel. Wake-up sex with Regina would never fail to be amazing, she was certain, she felt they were always at their most intimate in those moments. Her groan vibrated against tanned skin as she drank in the sensations of being inside her wife, of the tight, wet heat wrapped around her cock, the soft beating of her her wife's pulse through the inner walls of her body.
Regina whimpered at the sensations, as Emma rested the weight of herself on her back and slid her hands over top of her tanned ones fisted in the sheets. Their fingers laced together as Emma brushed soft kisses over smooth shoulders and sucked at the junction of neck and shoulder. Regina moaned, her back arching as her wife started a soft grind of her hips, just gently shifting inside her. She groaned when Emma slid out just a little and very nearly sobbed when she pushed back in. The position was overwhelming in many ways, especially when it was a long slow build up. They lay for long minutes, bodies slowly moving against each other. Emma buried deep inside her and filling her completely as she continued to lovingly kiss and suck at the flesh of her neck, shoulders and upper back. "Hmmmm, fuck me, slowly," Regina gasped out when her wife shifted her hips and pressed against her g-spot. Emma pushed herself up, all of her weight now supported on her hands and her hips, her hands that were still laced tightly with her wife's, effectively pinning the brunette to the bed, "Anything, for my Queen," she husked out, not intending to start any of their games, just her reverence and respect to the woman below her.
She pulled back, until her cock was only nestled just inside her wife's heat. She slid slowly back in, watching the muscles in the tan back move and shift as Regina moaned into the sheet. Emma repeated the slow glide in and out, admiring the naked flesh on display. She glanced between them where she disappeared into the wet heat of her wife's cunt. She groaned at the image of her cock disappearing past Regina's ass and into her pussy. Thrusting slowly in and out, the glistening flesh of her hardened penis displaying her wife's arousal beautifully.
Emma had been thrusting for several long minutes, just moving in and out, so very slowly. Regina was all but sobbing into the sheets. The friction building inside her from the slow fucking was setting her entire body on fire. She was covered in a fine sheen of sweat and she knew she was going to come soon. Her back arched and she clenched her fists tighter, holding Emma closer. Every stroke the blonde made was moving against her g-spot and Regina knew it was going to be a big one. She could already feel the familiar pressure building low in her abdomen, Emma's strokes faltered, "God, you're about to come aren't you? I can feel it, I can feel you tightening down around me," blonde hair tickled the skin between Regina's shoulder blades as her wife rested her forehead there, her hips continuing to pump languidly into the tight heat, "Fuck, you're so full, you're going to come all over me aren't you?" Emma groaned and she struggled to stay in the slow steady rhythm she had set. Sometimes when they were particularly passionate and if Regina was about to come after a slow build up, Emma could feel her urethral sponge just behind her g-spot swelling with the ejacualte about to burst from inside her and the blonde loved that feeling, knowing her wife was so close to exploding. To coming and spreading the thick, clear liquid that Emma loved to see coating their skin and the surface of whatever they were on.
The brunette, bit into the sheet, not for any need to silence herself, but because the pleasure reaching it's peak inside her was to an almost painful level. She whimpered into the cotton as her body arched and she was coming, ejacualte gushing from her as she tightened painfully down around her wife's cock. Emma moaned, her hips stilling as she lowered her body to rest against the shivering back of her wife. "Hmm, noo keep going," Regina gasped, even as her body quivered with the aftershocks. Emma groaned, but complied. She pressed tight against her wife's back and her hips moved back into their slow rhythm, pulling almost all the way out and sliding slowly back in, out then back in, Regina moaned, "Just…" her body arched as she paused to let a sigh leave her lips, "Just a little faster," a deep husky groan slipped out as Emma instantly quickened her pace, "Oh, ohhh... fuck," the brunette arched and the breath left as her wife pumped faster into her, her thrusts still just as deep and full as before, "Tha...that''s... sooo good," she lost her breath as Emma thrust deep inside her and ground against her ass.
Emma groaned and was licking and sucking at the sweaty flesh of her wife's upper back again, marking it, adding to the tableau of already existing marks. She rolled her hips repeatedly, staying deep inside and letting Regina feel her hard cock, firm and unyielding as she drove just that little bit deeper. The angle of their position let the underside of her penis rub against the brunette's g-spot and she had her face buried in the soft cotton, "Oh, fuck, my love!" Regina cried out and Emma groaned at the husky sound of her pleasure, the tanned back below arching and pressing tighter against her.
"Fuck, come! Come inside me, oh fuck," a sound escaped the brunette that sounded like it could've been pain in any other situation as Emma switched back to thrusting in and out of her wife's tight cunt. She sped up her thrusts moving faster towards her own orgasm, "I'm coming. Emma! Fuck!" Regina screamed her release as cum exploded from her, soaking the sheets again. Emma groaned deep in her chest and was coming, exploding inside the tight heat that welcomed her and clutched at her cock, milking it of all it had to offer. Her hips pumped slowly as she twitched and emptied inside Regina. The brunette whimpered at the feeling of the hard, hot and throbbing cock inside her. She could feel the thick ropes of cum painting her inside. With tears in her eyes and a sob in her throat she was coming again, clamping down around the hard cock inside and spurting her own cum against the now soaking sheets beneath her as her body writhed beneath the weight of her blonde wife.
They lay together panting for long minutes. Emma still lying atop her wife's back and still buried deep inside. Finally they rolled apart, their sweat slicked skin hesitant to release from one another. Regina moaned as the softened cock slipped from her, she rolled onto her side, propped a leg up and let a hand play idly through her swollen, wet folds, moaning low in her throat when she could feel the difference in texture from her own cum and Emma's semen as it slowly started to eek out of her.
Emma glanced over at the sound and groaned as her cock twitched, "Fuck, you're a walking sex crime sometimes, you know that?" Regina arched an eyebrow, not sure if she should be insulted or not, "We still have a half hour before the alarm goes off," dark eyes trailed over her wife's muscular body and settled on the cock that had risen back to half hardness already, "Shower, my love?"
Emma groaned at her insatiable wife, "Yes please," somehow her cock was already hard and throbbing again, twitching as she moved across the short distance and pulled her wife close, drawing her into a deep kiss that had them both panting. The blonde pulled a tan leg over her hip and her hard cock teased along the soaking entrance to her wife. Regina groaned and pushed at her chest, "Shower," with every ounce of willpower she possessed, the brunette rolled away and off the bed, her hips swayed as she moved into the ensuite. Emma was up and scrambling after her as the shower started up, she yanked the plug for the alarm clock from the wall, not wanting it to go off while they were in the shower and not having the patience to figure out how to turn it off.
Regina was in the doorway to the expansive shower stall when she entered and Emma groaned at the sexy image of her naked wife surrounded by steam and waiting for her. As soon as her wife entered the shower, Regina directed her to sit on the recessed seat on the far wall. Emma was grateful. She complied readily when her gorgeous wife sank to her knees between creamy thighs and stroked her cock, running an open hand over it and massaging the firm flesh against her muscled abdomen. Her eyes bugged when Regina lowered her head and placed a tender kiss against the loose skin surrounding her testicles, continuing her stroking, the brunette kissed and sucked at the tender skin, laving at it with her tongue. Emma's head fell back against the shower wall, steam surrounded them and seemed to make everything so much more surreal. "Oh fuck, babe," she gasped out when she felt one testes slip into a hot mouth as Regina sucked, the other joined the first and the brunette bobbed her head, fellating both of them. Her hand wrapped completely around the hard cock and she increased her strokes as she allowed one ball to slip out and then the other before she slowly sucked them back in and stroked over the flesh with her tongue.
Emma groaned her pleasure when her wife switched the stimulation, sucking her cockhead into a warm mouth while she palmed her balls and rolled them delicately in her hand. Regina sucked at her, holding just the tip in her mouth, one hand massaged at her testicles while the other stroked her cock. Emma's hips thrust into the sensations and warm, tanned hands held her hips still as Regina continued to suck her and her head bobbed softly as she took more and more of the erect penis into her mouth. Her tongue flickering at the underside as she applied the suction she knew her wife loved. Regina could taste the pre-cum that her wife was starting to produce in earnest and stopped her ministrations, knowing her wife was close.
Emma panted, groaning when the warm mouth left her cock. She opened her eyes as her wife was straddling her, the water and steam cascading around them added an ethereal quality to their love making and the blonde moaned into the heady kiss her wife drew her into. Their tongues met in a charged duel of firm muscles moving together. Regina's hips rolled against the firm flesh of her wife, the hard cock trapped between her wet cunt and Emma's defined stomach, a groan of desire from someone and the brunette moved a hand between them to grasp at the hard flesh of her wife, pressing the tip to her entrance and lowering herself onto the solid 8 inches, she moaned as the thick cock opened and stretched her. Emma's hands landed on her hips as they moved into a heavy rhythm that was all gasped breath and intended kisses that ended on moans and whispered pleas.
Their foreheads pressed together as hips moved faster, their bodies undulating against each other. Orgasm building quickly, Regina bit into the muscled flesh of Emma's shoulder. Her breath hard to find as she started to reach the precipice of pleasure. Emma groaned at the bite and it shattered her as she started to come, pumping into her wife as she came harder than she thought possible after already achieving orgasm earlier. Her hips pumped inside the brunette, depositing the semen and sperm that would hopefully achieve their goal. With a growl Emma worked a hand between them, determined that her wife should be coming too. It only took a few strokes over her clit, Regina already so close, as Emma was shooting the last of her load inside, the brunette cried out and buried her face in her wife's neck as her cum exploded from her and she came against her wife who was still pumping her softening cock inside her.
At 11:30 on the dot, Linda notified Regina that her appointment had arrived. She sighed and pushed the paperwork she was working on away. She was still rather frustrated that one of the town's four paramedics had decided to take early retirement and return to his veterinary roots from the Enchanted Forest. She acknowledged the notification and contemplated opening the medic position to the outside world, doubting there would be a lot interest from within town ranks. Her office door opened and Belle stepped in, Regina arched an eyebrow at the two bright red hickies that dotted one side of the woman's neck, "I could show you how to cover those," she commented with a knowing smile. Seemed neither women could ignore the pleasure of being marked and tell their partners no. Belle smiled back, "Thanks, but no, I prefer to wear them openly, now that we're starting to come out around town I'm not shy about it," the small woman seated herself in one of the chairs before Regina. "If that makes you happy, dear," the brunette smiled at the shop owner and library manager.
Belle nodded, "So, my reason for requesting this meeting," Belle held out the file folder she'd entered with and Regina took it, flipped it open and started skimming the contents, "I'd like to expand my merchandise, but I legally need approval and magically also." Regina arched an eyebrow as she read and listened, "You want to open a sexual selection?" Belle nodded, "I think I could really garner a decent profit from it. As you can see, several of the local witches have already created some things and want to consign with me."
Regina flipped to the next page that was a list of already in existance products and their descriptions. She knew of most of them but some made her mind whirl with the possibilities, "Anklets for magic cock of varying sizes, anklets for sexual clones, longevity potions, size option potions, gender flipping potions, just to name a few. You're really looking to go for this aren't you?"
Belle smiled, "The possibilities are really endless, but for tax purposes I would have to list them under basic adult novelties and I need approval on my business license. Also, I assumed you'd want to approve the magic at use, I intend to test each item personally," Regina stifled a grin at the flush on the smaller brunette's cheeks, "And then new items from each new witch, I don't want to sell anything that doesn't work right or that a sub-par witch messes up." When Belle paused to take a breath and continue her pitch, Regina raised a hand to stop her, "I'm intrigued and inclined to approve you, however I have a stipulation," she closed the file and set it on her desk. "Of course, whatever you want," Belle had an excited look on her face and Regina smiled at the enterprising young woman.
"I don't want everyone coming into your shop to have access, specifically minors and I would prefer if everything in that section had age protection. 18 and over preferably," Regina leaned back in her chair and folded her hands over her abdomen. Belle nodded, "I was already planning that. I don't use all of the back room, so my plan was to erect a dividing wall so I still have some space for inventory storage, but the other half would be turned into a section for sex magic, the new doorway would be enchanted to allow only those of legal age to enter," Bella made her final part of the pitch and sat back hopefully. Regina smiled at her, "Very good, I'll approve the request," a smirk then, "I do have one last thing though," at Belle's nod she continued, "Every once in awhile I would like to...browse...the section myself, however I'm sure you can understand the image issues, being the Mayor. So I would like to do so occasionally after hours. Not anything terribly outside your operating hours, just as the doors lock and the shop empties kind of thing."
Belle laughed, "Sorry, sorry," she schooled her features and tried again, "That is perfectly acceptable. I'll be sure and not let your wife purchase anything during hours either, to further avoid "tarnishing" your reputation," she stifled another laugh. Regina looked horrified for a minute. She hadn't even considered the damage her wife could do in a sex magic section if left unchecked, "That's a marvelous idea, thank you." A smile and Belle was standing, "I know you're a very busy woman, thank you for your time, Regina," the small woman left her office.
Regina sat back with a wicked smile on her face as she contemplated all the fun they could have with some of the things in Belle's new section. The brunette had no problems with some of the more basic sex magic, but had never been particularly adept at it and the option to get her hands on some of the more... interesting, magic would be delightful. A knock at her door announced the arrival of lunch and Regina called for her wife to enter. Emma strode in, bag in hand and Regina smiled at her uniformed wife. The blonde truly cut a striking figure in her nearly white stonewashed jeans and the tan button down, with the sleeves rolled to her elbows. The shiny golden badge and the name tag opposite that read E. Swan-Mills. Her eyes followed the black tie up, past the shiny silver tie clip that the brunette had gifted her on their first wedding anniversary and finally their eyes met, and Regina fell deeply into the twinkling hazel eyes of her blonde wife.
Emma cleared her throat, "No lunch then?" Regina shook her head and moved to the front of her desk, leaning against it, "Not today," she grasped the hem of her skirt and pulled it above hips, sliding her panties off and tossing them to her wife. It took seconds for Emma to drop their lunch on the table by the door and pocket the caught underwear. She moved toward her wife, her penis already hardening in her pants and she fell to her knees as she approached. Burying her face in the wet heat of the smooth cunt before her as hands burrowed in her short blonde hair, there was no preamble as she sucked the swollen clit into her mouth and slipped two, then three fingers into tight heat.
Regina groaned her approval at the fast pace, her hips rolling into the stimulation. She gripped at the short blonde hair, holding the talented mouth to her. Her orgasm was on her in minutes, she bit her lower lip in an attempt to be quiet. They'd long ago agreed to not use a silencing spell at work, both women enjoying the taboo act of getting it on in the office. A stifled moan slipped out and Regina was coming, holding Emma tightly to her as she ejaculated into the warm mouth. Groaning as her wife noisily slurped at her, drinking her in. She kept her fingers pumping as she angled her head to better swallow all her wife had to offer.
Regina was pulling her up then, shaking hands fumbling with the duty belt strapped around her blonde wife's waist as they kissed intensely. Tongues stroking together, the heavy belt dropped to the floor and the brunette directed them towards the love seat under the window, shoving her wife to sit there. Tanned hands worked at her belt and then her button and zipper. A hand cupped her erection through the denim and rubbed at her. She groaned into the kiss and couldn't contain urge to thrust into the stimulation, Regina groaned as she rubbed at the hard flesh. Emma helped slight hands yank and tug at her jeans and briefs, they finally got them halfway down her thighs and her cock sprang free, slapping against her shirt as it flopped heavily against her stomach. The brunette pulled her skirt above her hips and climbed into her wife's lap straddling her, hips rolling, stimulating her clit against the firm erection. Emma groaned and pulled her into a kiss that was needy and filled with passion, their tongues tangled together as their bodies slid and moved together.
Regina broke the heady kiss, pressing their foreheads together as they panted. She raised herself up and wrapped a hand around her wife's cock. She ran the tip through her folds, moaning as she rubbed the seeping tip against her clit. Her eyes fluttered closed as she eased the cockhead inside herself, she removed her hand and supported herself on strong shoulders as she sank down and took the hard, thick cock all the way in. Emma groaned as she was enveloped in tight heat, her hands rested on curvy hips. Their kissing resumed as their bodies started to move, a tan arm wrapped around the blonde's neck and a hand wrapped her tie around a tight fist as Regina held them close together. Her hips moving faster and taking them into an intense rhythm that stole the breath from both of them. The kiss ended and Emma palmed her ass under her skirt, massaging it and helping support her.
Minutes passed as they moved together, their bodies rolling together. Sometimes Regina led the movements and others Emma did, holding her up and pumping into her. "Flip me, take me on my back, my love," Regina panted, as she kissed her wife and groaned loudly into her mouth. Emma moaned at the pleading tone, she wrapped an arm around her wife's trim waist and in a practiced motion she flipped them from a sitting position to one where Regina was laid out beneath her on the small couch. Emma was still buried deep inside her, having never pulled out for the flip and Regina rolled her hips as she tugged her skirt up, giving her wife more room to thrust.
Emma pumped into her, hips quickly picking up speed and pistoning into her. The brunette still clutched the black tie in her hand as her body climbed higher and higher. She was having a hard time keeping quiet and wasn't sure how quiet she could be when she came in a few seconds. Hands scrambled at Emma's shirt, unbuttoning it halfway and yanking it open. She tugged the t-shirt aside and just as her orgasm exploded out of her, she latched onto the firm muscle that connected her wife's shoulder to her neck as she screamed her release into the salty flesh.
Emma groaned, her face buried in a tan neck. The bite and feeling her wife's cunt clamp down around her as she came and soaked the blonde's thighs was enough to catapult her over the edge. She was already falling into her own orgasm, she pumped deeper into her wife as her seed left her cock and coated the inside of her wife. Her hips, kept moving languidly until she was finally empty. Their bodies stilled as they lay together panting, Regina hummed beneath her and ran tanned hands soothingly over the fabric covering her wife's back, "So good, darling," she slipped her hands under the open shirt and caressed her back and hips through the thin cotton of the t-shirt. Emma grinned and pulled her face away from the neck she had started cover in sweet kisses, "Just doing my best, ma'am," she affected a southern drawl and Regina laughed as she slapped playfully at a firm shoulder. Emma carefully pulled away and stood up, the brunette groaning at the loss as her wife's mostly softened penis slid free. Regina sat up, she ran a hand through her dark hair, straightening it into some semblance of order.
Emma waited until her wife stood before she waved a hand and cleaned up the mess their love making had made. Regina took care of the mess on the desk and floor as she walked around her desk to retrieve the wet wipes she lept in it. She tossed the soft package to her wife after taking two wipes for herself. After wiping her thighs of the excess arousal, she slipped her spare panties on, she'd learned to keep a pair in the office around their first anniversary, and used magic to fix her appearance. Emma grinned as she finished cleaning herself and tucking her penis back into her briefs and jeans, she fastened her jeans and used her own magic to dry the fabrics, "I love magic, still plenty of time to eat," it was only 12:20, they still had 40 minutes of lunch. Regina smiled at her always starving wife and moved to help her finish buttoning her shirt and straightening her tie, she used her own magic to smooth out some of the wrinkles in the tanned shirt, "You need to work on your precision more, darling, you're still missing wrinkles," Emma just rolled her eyes at her wife's perfection, but kissed her sweetly on the lips in thanks.
"Don't forget your appointment at 1:30," Regina reminded her wife of the appointment to have her cleared for duty, or at least the next step in her recovery. Emma rolled her eyes, "Don't worry, I am not forgetting about that, I'm so ready to be back completely," they kissed again, nothing out of hand, just a sweet, chaste meeting of lips before they settled on the now dry sofa and started eating.
Emma whistled as she strode through the hospital doors after her lunch date with her wife. She was scheduled for her follow up with the trauma doctor and physical therapist. She was in a good mood and looking forward to be cleared to return to active duty. She'd still have to pass the state's qualifying requirements, but at least after today, hopefully, she'd be able to schedule that. She needed to schedule Sean's requalification soon too. She was grateful that her injury hadn't involved the nerve damage that his had. She knew that he had been struggling with his therapy and was missing work almost as much they were missing him. So far Robin had been doing a good job filling his shoes, but he lacked the experience of the more experienced Sean. Emma sighed, that was another task to be completed. As soon as Sean was back, she needed to get Robin enrolled in the state's 8 week police academy in Augusta, they had decided to keep him on at the department. He'd most likely only be a part time deputy but he still needed the training to be properly deputized according to state law, right now he was armed with only a taser and OC spray, Emma would admit to getting some enjoyment out of personally performing his authorizations on the two weapons.
The blonde shook herself out of her administrative haze as she smacked the elevator button and stepped inside. She took it to the the 5th floor and headed for the physical therapy section of the floor. She checked in at the front desk of the glassed in waiting room and took a seat, waiting to be called back. She idly flipping through her facebook feed on her phone, she saved a recipe her mom had posted, umm yes to Taco Cheeseburger Casserole, she had zero chance of her wife making such an unhealthy dish, but ehh. She face palmed at a "dad joke" David had tagged her in. She was just laughing at a stupid meme Ruby had posted when she felt the tingle between her thighs, indicating the fading magic of the fertility spell, her name was called and she stood, subtly adjusting her jeans now that her penis was gone for the month. She followed the nurse back and settled into the exam room, she changed out of her uniform and into the gown the nurse had given her and was waiting for the doctor to come in. She didn't have to wait long thankfully and the older male trauma doctor entered, "How are you today Sheriff Swan-Mills?"
"Doing good, Doc. Just need to get this done so I can get back to work," she stood from the table and shook his hand. He pulled on a pair of gloves and gestured for her to sit again. He slipped glasses over his nose and discreetly pulled her gown up so he could gain access to her bullet wound. He examined the small puckered scarring, poked at it and massaged the flesh around it, "Any tenderness?" He had her stand so he could examine the exit wound opposite. Satisfied, he pulled the gloves off and moved across the room to the tablet he'd set down and made some notes into her chart, "No, occasionally if I try to stress it too much, it'll ache, but nothing terrible," she swished the gown back over leg and kept her answer PG, not sharing that it mostly happened during the more intense rounds of sex with her wife.
He made another note in the chart, "Alright, I want to put you on a treadmill and monitor some things before I clear you, SOP for Law Enforcement. Long as you can pass that, I'll sign you off. I want you to be honest during the state requalification though, if you're having trouble, tell your examining physician," he fixed her with a knowing look, "Scott will be in shortly to take you down to the physio room and he'll be administering your stress test, good luck Sheriff," he smiled kindly and left the room, leaving to wait on the physical therapist she'd been working with for the last three weeks since she'd started attending the thrice weekly therapy sessions.
An hour and a half later Emma was exiting the elevator in the lobby, it had been harder than she'd expected but she'd gotten through the stress test and she clutched the paper in hand that cleared to qualify for the state Law Enforcement physical exam, she was halfway out the lobby when a voice called out, "Sheriff Swan-Mills?" She glanced around and stopped suddenly, at the main reception counter stood the pretty red headed paramedic that her and Ruby had run into on the interstate.
"Oh, uh...hi?" Emma shook the proffered hand out of polite habit, the woman shook her hand enthusiastically, "How are you Sheriff? Still married I see?" The redhead teased, eyeing the shiny titanium wedding band, "Uh, I'm good and yeah, still married. I'm sorry, I never got your name?" Emma was surprised to see the woman in her town, even though access was unrestricted, they still didn't have visitors often. "Maggie McLaughlin, I can see by your charming expression you're surprised to see me," Maggie read her facial expressions perfectly, "There was an accident just outside town, Storybrooke was the closest trauma center," she let her eyes travel the length of the attractive Sheriff in her casual uniform of jeans and button down with the black tie and an expensive looking simple silver tie clip.
It was a simple answer and Emma accepted it for what it was, "Oh, well welcome to our little slice of paradise. I hope your patient is ok," Maggie tittered inside a little at the small town Sheriff and her politeness. "He's going to be fine, we were just about to pull out, but it was really nice to see you again, Sheriff," she rested a hand on a strong forearm, dropped her voice an octave and held Emma's eyes in an entirely inappropriate display of flirting.
The blonde cleared her throat and pulled her arm away, rubbing the skin the woman had touched as though burnt, "Yeah, uh….you too?" Emma was wholly unused to this kind of attention and didn't really know what to do. The redhead giggled at the blonde Sheriff, tucked a loose string of red hair behind her ear and dropped her eyes demurely. Emma ignored the older woman behind the reception desk who could've been a sister of Granny's and had been glaring with disapproval at the redhead through the entire interaction.
Her partner appeared then and the two paramedics left together after Maggie said goodbye, after giving the tall lean body of Storybrooke's Sheriff one last look over. The receptionist turned her glare on Emma, "What?!" Emma exclaimed, "You were there, I did nothing!" The woman just clucked her tongue, "That one is going to be trouble and you best buy your wife some flowers on the way home, Sheriff," the woman turned away from her then when the phone rang. Emma sighed and left, deciding she would go by Game of Thornes on the way back to the department, not because the woman told her to though, definitely not.
A/N: Just in case it wasn't clear….Emma has no interest in Maggie, it's just another sub-plot starting. This is a strictly monogamous SwanQueen story, also Maggie is my intellectual property :)