"I do find you… aesthetically pleasing."
Regina sat perfectly still after her announcement, like a jungle cat awaiting her prey's next move, savoring the time before the kill. She had no idea what possessed her to even broach the subject, revealing her certain attraction to the blonde sitting before her, regarding her with a wary gaze. Her own dark eyes staring back unwaveringly, enjoying the way her pink tongue lashed out against her lips, unintentionally seductive.
She blamed her current situation partially on the whiskey that had her head swimming slightly. Normally she could hold her liquor better, but she hadn't eaten in a while and her body was tired, her defenses weakened to the sweet recklessness of alcohol. Her inhibitions dropping just enough to ignite her desire and she did desire Emma Swan.
"Like one of your trinkets on the shelf?" The blonde asked sardonically, hiding behind innuendo. Regina was once the most villainous of them all, half of her conversations revolved around double speak and glib comments. She gave her best Evil Queen smile.
"No dear. You're much too pretty to be left on a shelf."
"I- I don't like being toyed with."
Regina decided the time for talking was over. She stood and sashayed to the couch, lowering herself next to her guest. Snagging Emma's glass, letting it slide across the coffee table away from them. Delicately she placed her hand on the woman's leg, her nails subtly scraping across the denim, as she inclined her body towards her, invading her personal space even more. As if against her will, she was drawn to the pink lips scant inches from her own, but something stopped her. This was the Savior after all. There was no telling what a kiss would do from her, what kind of devastating repercussions it could have for her curse. Even though she was certain that true love wouldn't be an issue, she resolved to deny herself the pleasure instead turning her head last second to murmur in Emma's ear. "You aren't a toy. Think of it rather as playing together."
She dipped down to press her lips onto the blonde's jaw line. The touch was barely a graze but her companion gasped lightly her long lashes fluttering at the sensation. Instantly the brunette wanted more, her lips blazing a trail of kisses, sucking at the deliciously soft flesh of her neck. Emma broke out of her stupor it seemed as she hummed her approval, one of her hands entangling her fingers through Regina's hair and the other hand running up and down her back. The mayor pushed Emma further back into the couch, the blonde allowed herself to be manipulated into lying down.
Regina switched to the other side of her neck, lavishing the same attention as the previous side. She inhaled the intoxicatingly scent of vanilla and strawberries, sweet and somehow earthy, that came from her skin. On someone else the simple smell would be boring, childish even. However, the most likely cheap body spray or lotion Emma applied somehow seemed like the most exotic, expensive perfume money could buy combined with her natural aroma. It irritated her to no end as she latched onto the blonde's pulse point, strumming her tongue over it in time with the beat. The younger woman arched into her, "Oh god."
Blunt fingernails dug a bit tighter into her scalp. Suddenly Regina found their positions switched as Emma managed to flip her despite the limited room on the sofa. Her lips dove straight to her own, which she quickly deflected with a turn of her head, leaving a sloppy kiss on her cheek. The blonde undeterred tried again but Regina kept her at a distance, pushing her away slightly with her hands on her chest. Emma looked questioningly down at her, something like panic flashing in her eyes, and the brunette thought she was going to scramble away with a tongued tied apology but she waited for her to explain. "There are rules. You aren't permitted to kiss me on the lips."
"What the hell Regina." Emma scowled at her and now did prepare to climb off of her. Using the position of her hands to her advantage she slid them down to cup the blonde's breasts. Massaging the full flesh experimental as Emma instinctually leaned into the touch. Regina continued when she was satisfied that Ms. Swan wasn't going anywhere, "You aren't permitted to kiss my lips but you may kiss anywhere else you like. That's the only rule. Do you think you can follow it?"
The younger woman met her eyes with a hard stare, obviously weighing her options. Regina urged her decision making process along, her thumbs drawing slow circles over the thin fabric of her navy thermal. They slid easily over the firm cups of her bra. She knew if provided little stimulation for the blonde, but the suggestion of it was enough to spur her back into motion. Obediently she moved to kiss Regina's neck instead, accepting the challenge the mayor set before her. Emma sucked on the sensitive flesh making her moan, her mouth so hot and wet and so promising.
The younger woman didn't have the patience to spend a lot of time teasing as she boldly began moving her fingers down her red blouse, deftly unbuttoning the golden clasps. Regina lifted her torso just enough so Emma could rip the shirt from her body, the fabric fluttering soundlessly over the back on the couch. The older woman would normally protest to such treatment of her clothing but Emma was unhooking her black bra and looking amazed at what it revealed. She couldn't help the smug smile that curled at her lips. She knew how appealing her full breasts were, her nipples deep pink and taut with expectation. She knew the way her waist synched in before her hips flared out in delicate curves brought many a wandering eye. There was something though about having Emma gaping down at her with such admiration that sent her skin tingling with pleasure. She couldn't stand the anticipation, "Are you waiting for an invitation?"
She asked breathlessly, meaning to sound much more snide and less desperate. Emma chose not to comment or didn't notice as she began kissing down her chest, taking her time to touch every inch of skin available to her. By the time her tongue swirled around Regina's nipple she was nearly panting with want. A new pleasure blossomed throughout her body with the younger woman alternating between flicking her tongue against her stiff peak and sucking, then occasionally gently scraping her teeth.
The heat and wetness gathering between her legs was becoming unbearable, her skirt too restrictive to get any friction to help release the ache. She canted her hips into Emma's, silently insisting she shift her focus. The blonde wasn't rushed though, frustratingly continuing her sweet torture until she was ready to descend her mouth onto her rib cage, over her stomach, then trail her tongue along where her skirt rested on her pelvis. Finally trembling fingers found the zipper on the side of her tight garment, releasing her shapely legs from its confines. Emma wasted no time now hastily stripping her of her stocking and underwear as well, leaving her completely exposed. Emma nuzzled into her stomach murmuring into her skin, "You're so sexy. It's unbelievable."
Regina groaned at how husky Emma's voice sounded, coarse with desire. The brunette panted, "Show me."
The sheriff grasped her hips pushing them back and she obliged moving her body further up the couch so the blonde could fit better at the bottom of it and she had an excellent view of the woman between her legs. Emma resumed her kissing lower than Regina wanted, near her knees, slowly making a wet path up each smooth thigh. There was a brief hesitation before her tongue swiped across Regina's dripping folds. She exclaimed with relief, "Oh god, yes."
Emma moaned into her as her mouth moved incessantly against her, kissing her core in the way she wasn't allowed to kiss her lips before. Her tongue steady slipped in and out of her entrance, Regina gently rocking her hips in time with the pace. Then the blonde shifted her attention once again pulling her neglected clit into her mouth, the brunette's body nearly jumping at the breathtaking sensation. She threw her head back, her fingers raked through unruly curls holding the younger woman in place, "Yes, yes just like that."
Emma adhered to her wish and also brought her fingers to her slick center, teasing her briefly then easily sliding two fingers inside of her. Regina was rapidly losing her self-control. All of Emma's precise movements blending together into one tormenting pleasure fogging her mind as Regina bucked shamelessly into her companion. The constant pulse of fingers and tongue increasing in speed and her inner walls began clenching around the digits. She was on the precipice, crying out, "So close."
The blonde curled her fingers suddenly and perfectly finding the most sensitive patch inside her and the mayor came undone around her strong fingers and on her skilled tongue. Her body stiffening and quaking as she exquisitely fell over the blissful edge. Emma gradually halted her onslaught, allowing the older woman to completely ride out her orgasm until they were both still, Regina's bones slack from pleasure.
When the mayor felt comfortable enough had she could convey a coherent thought, she peered down at Emma who still lay between her legs, green eyes watched her wantonly, her chin and lips smeared lightly with fluid. She looked perfectly wild and Regina craved to touch her. Cleared her throat, "You have too many clothes on."
Emma nodded but kissed her hipbone like she thinking about ravaging the woman again. A tempting thought, but Regina wanted something else. She nudged Emma with her legs, "Stand up."
She looked mildly disgruntled at the command but did as she was told. Regina sat up, "Take off your shirt."
Slowly she lifted her fabric from her lean frame, letting it fall to the floor without any flourish. Regina licked her lips, "Now your pants."
Her jeans as usual were obscenely tights as it took a bit of effort to wiggle the denim over her narrow hips and down her long legs. Regina didn't mind the sway it caused as eyes raked appreciatively over her newly revealed form. The sheriff was not as curvy as she was but no less beautiful. Her muscles defined but decidedly lean and soft and where there was no muscle skin stretched thinly over her exposed bones. Her breast encased in a plain black bra and her underwear was mismatched, with horizontal blue and green stripes. Regina wanted to think of the pairing as sloppy but she was oddly endeared to the effect. "Now everything."
Her voice was dark and seemingly Emma had no other choice up to comply. Shucking the skimpy garments, leaving her standing audaciously naked. She didn't think her view could improve but it did, as she drank in her round breasts, peaked with pink nipples begging for attention and the way trim, dark blonde curls gave her false modesty. Regina ticked her fingers in a beckoning motion, "Come here."
She younger blonde walked towards her and Regina imagined it had been her magic that summoned her before she remember she hadn't felt the electric feeling crackling under skin in quite some time. Once within her reach, she pulled at Emma's hips so that she was straddling her lap. The brunette grinned salaciously at the body presented before her and let her hands began roaming over the smooth skin of her sides. Emma tipped her head back; her chest dappled with light freckles jutting forward, perfectly level to Regina's mouth that began working over the heated flesh. Her tongue played over the pert nipples that tantalized her so much, lashing quickly at one then switching to the other just as quickly, never giving Emma time to catch up to the pleasure. "God damn."
She cursed softly but Regina didn't stop to taunt her with some smug remark. One of her hands that had been scratching up and down her back moved lower to massage the fullness of her ass. Emma's chest was heaving with want by the time Regina skimmed her fingers over her sopping sex, both woman moaned at first contact. Her fingers glided into her silky entrance, her walls clamping down on her desperately. Regina refused to provide her with any stimulation, keeping her hand unmoving. Emma whimpered, "Regina please."
"Let me see you want it." Regina husked into the column of her throat, nibbling the skin there. Emma gave her a half-hearted glare but the brunette could see the deepening of arousal in her eyes. The blonde started moving her body up and down, working herself over the older woman's fingers. Regina watched completely enraptured as Emma became more adamant in her endeavor. She rode her fingers, breast bouncing mesmerizingly and hip undulating in an erotic rhythm. Regina nearly growled at the sight, "So pretty…"
Pretty didn't begin to describe the woman on display for her but she didn't need to know that. Emma keened, "You feel so- good. I'm close… Just more…"
Regina indulged her, gripping her hip with bruising force so the blonde was obliged to nearly stop her motion. Her finger buried deep in her sex started thrusting at an angle that extracted needy moans from the woman. Emma gripped her shoulders to anchor herself. The mayor lastly circled her thumb rapidly around her clit with just enough press to send tumbling into her orgasm, her inner muscles rippled around her hand. Her hips rode the waves of pleasure crashing beautifully through her.
Finally she slumped into Regina, her head fell next to her own. Their bodies glistened with a sheet of perspiration from their rigorous activities. The air felt chilled over their heated skin. She could feel the blonde press her nose into her hair, breathing in slow and deep to catch her breath. She allowed the closeness for some time, delicately extracting her fingers to stroke her hip, smearing the wetness there and Emma shuddered involuntarily. The queen was comfortable, too comfortable she realized and uneasiness rose from her stomach. The blonde appeared unaware though, her lips coming to life once more to pepper kisses on her shoulder. Regina lightly shoved her away, jolting the woman slightly, "It's getting late."
Emma pulled back, blinking as if suddenly remembering where she was, "Of course."
She climbed off Regina with as much dignity as she could muster and made a beeline for her clothes. The mayor wanted to watch her dress, wanted the taste of intimacy to continue for a little bit longer. Instead she concentrated on gathering her garments and redressing methodically. When she turned to the sheriff, Emma was clothed and nervously fiddling with the sleeves she had pulled over her hands. She ignored the obvious discomfort, striding out of the office. She could hear the woman following her. Her mind spun at the implications of what their actions and what events may have been set in motion. Regina stalled trying to get a handle on the situation. With as much bravado she could collect, she slid her regal façade in place, her tone nonchalant and amused, "Well this has been a satisfying evening."
"Yes, it was." Emma agreed, eyeing her companion pensively. She shrugged into her red leather jacket.
"I'll stop by the station tomorrow." She announced with a business-like tenor.
"You will?"
"To check on the leak."
"Right."
"Thank you for… everything."
"You're welcome." Emma dropped the uncertainty to give her a confident grin, "... And thanks."
"Good night Ms. Swan." She sent her one last smirk then the sheriff sloped off into the night. Regina quietly closed the door. Her actions with Emma were irresponsible and definitely ill-advised and she definitely shouldn't be considering repeating the encounter but even with all that her heart thumped insistently at the chance of having the blonde in her bed again. Regina made her way to retire upstairs though her thoughts remained whirling and unsettled well into the morning.