Regina's plans to beat Emma home were foiled. They were completely ruined because of some damn water break at town hall.
All Regina had time to do was send a text to Emma explaining she'd be home late, and now at just after 8 she was walking in to her house, and she was exhausted.
With a sigh she pushed open her front door. Her heels clicked against the hardwood floor causing a slight echo indicating just how late she was. Emma was probably already in the shower by now. Closing her door with a final click Regina laid her heavy head against the door and sighed.
"Hands where I can see them," a familiar voice rang in her ears. She felt her heart leap with excitement, and just like that she was no longer tired.
Putting her hands up in "surrender", she quickly obliged. "I have nothing to hide. What is this about officer?" She asked as she drawled out that last word with a purr
"Step over to the wall, and place your hands on it above your head." The voice commanded.
"Do you mind telling me what this is about?" She asked, complying. She stepped over to the wall and gently placed her hands above her head, her palms came in contact with the smooth paint on the wall, and she bit her bottom lip in anticipation.
"Remove your coat. Slowly."
With a roll of her eyes, and a small smirk playing on her lips Regina lowered her hands and shrugged out of her jacket.
"Hands back up against the wall where I can see them."
Obeying her order, Regina quickly put her hands back up against the wall. "This is highly unprofessional, " She commented although her voice was playful and light.
"Where were you tonight?" The breathy voice of Emma swan asked, now right in her ear. Hands ran down her silk covered arms, and along her sides.
"There was a water break at town hall," Regina emitted, her breath hitched as long fingers ran down her ribs. "I had to assess the damage, and call a plumber." She bit her bottom lip to stifle a moan.
"You see, I was under the impression you'd be coming right home mayor." Emma commented as her hands continued to run down a wool pencil skirt. "Legs apart, spread them." She said using her boots to gently tap the heels of the brunette.
Fighting a moan as skilled hands worked over her thighs and calves, Regina bit her bottom lip before answering. "It took a lot longer then I intended," she sighed out, working her lip once again between her teeth.
"Turn around," Emma demanded as she stood pressed up against the mayor, her breasts ever so lightly rubbing up against Regina's back.
Again Regina complied. She came face to face with the sheriff. Brown eyes met green hooded lust filled eyes, and the brunettes stomach flip flopped in anticipation. Long ivory fingers glided around pert breasts pushing them upward before letting them bounce back. They explored a taught stomach, and Regina struggled to keep her composure.
"What's this?" Emma asked producing a cell phone from the waist band of Regina's skirt. "You said you had nothing to hide." She lifted an eyebrow.
"That's hardly a weapon," Regina rationalized. "What are you going to do, arrest me?" She challenged.
"Hmmm," Emma mulled over in her head. "Not such a bad idea," she smirked yanking her handcuffs off her belt, before quickly securing one around Regina's wrist. She moved Regina's other arm behind her effectively handcuffing the mayors hands behind her back. "You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can or will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford an attorney one will be appointed to you. Do you understand these rights as I have read them to you?" Emma husked in the shell of Regina's ear.
"Yes," Regina struggled out. Her throat had gone completely dry in anticipation.
It wasn't long before the blonde was leading them up stairs. Even in the game she was playing she was gentle. The handcuffs weren't too tight, and she wasn't too forceful with the older woman.
"You know sheriff," Regina began talking as they continued their journey down the hall and towards her bedroom. "Some people might think you're taking advantage of your position." She smirked. This wasn't the first time this game was played, and she knew how to push Emma's buttons now. "I don't see a search warrant, and working late is not a crime. In fact I think most people would find it most honorable I make sure this town stays running smoothly." She finished as they crossed the threshold and her heeled feet were silenced by her carpeted bedroom floor.
With a gentle push, Emma smiled pressing herself flush against Regina's back. Her arm reached around to the firm stomach of the mayor, and she flipped her around noting that Regina's handcuffed hands kept her from being as close as she'd like to the mayor. "And do you think I'm taking advantage, Mayor?" Emma asked placing a gentle kiss on the corner of the brunettes mouth. "You just tell me to stop," another kiss on Regina's defined jaw line. "And I'll stop."
"No," Regina growled. She wasn't really at an advantage right now. sure she could magic herself out of the handcuffs, but what fun would that be?
"Good," Emma smiled slowly backing her towards the bed.
Their footing fell rhythmically together; each time Emma took a step forward Regina took a step back. It was almost like a dance they had practiced over and over again. Only it wasn't a dance it was them being completely in tune with each other. It was a whole other form of magic, it was raw and real, and almost frighteningly easy.
"Now, mayor," Emma teased placing a chaste kiss against plump wine painted lips. "It seems I have you at a slight disadvantage here." She smiled popping open a button on Regina's shirt exposing the top of her black lace bra.
"Yes, sheriff Swan, it seems that you do." Regina confirmed, her voice shaky with want. "What exactly do you plan on doing to me?" She asked arching a perfectly shaped brow.
"Ah-ha," Emma smiled working her belt out from around her waist. "Question of the hour, why don't I show you what I plan on doing? I think that would be much more fun, don't you?"
And in an instant Emma was hovering over Regina. Her hands cupped the sides of the brunettes face as pink tinted lips collided with that of her lovers. They were soft but strong. Gasping for breath, Regina let her guard down long enough for Emma to take the reigns. A pink tongue darted past wine colored lips and began an intricate dance of passion. Magic was already being shared between them and soon the room was bathed in a mixture of white and purple hues indicating the intertwined magic of the savior, and the former evil queen. They were home. They were safe and guarded. All their defenses were dropped.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" Emma husked out as she straddled Regina's form while working her way out of her jacket. "You're so beautiful, and sometimes I'm almost too distracted by you to think about anything else." She confessed feeling wholly and fully open as the lavender light of magic continued to surround them. Soft swirls of glitter like light moved through the room. It was like everything was on fire while simultaneously being cooled down.
Emma found herself falling harder for the brunette with every new adventure. She had slowly peeled back the layers that were Regina. She saw the kind, soft, frightened woman that was hidden so deeply in the evil queen, Regina herself wasn't sure that person still existed... until Emma uncovered her. Until Emma had allowed her to be raw and trusting, and just her. Happy her.
"Emma," Regina whispered out like a prayer. She needed to know this was real, that she was grounded. She needed to know this wasn't a dream or some hallucination her mind had come up with.
"I'm here," the blonde soothed, and In one quick motion she used magic to off Regina's handcuffs. What had started as a game, a chance to release the sexual energy from earlier had quickly turned. It was more than that, and both women knew it.
Pink lips moved down a long supple neck, exploring, feeling, relishing. Emma's tongue swirled on Regina's pulse point before she sucked in a soft small layer of skin knowing that it would cause the faintest gasp to fall from the mayors mouth.
Olive fingers gripped tightly to Emma's tank top before gliding up and down her toned back. Regina's head swirled with everything Emma, and the rest of the world was forgotten in an instant. All that remained was the two of them in this moment. Regina made a move to slide up that tank top up and over Emma's head before she was abruptly stopped.
"No," Emma said pushing Regina back on the bed. "I need you. I need to feel you." Emma husked out pinning the mayors hands above her head, each leg now straddled over her waist.
Regina's chest rose and fell in rapid succession. She craved this, she needed this, she wanted this...
As Emma kissed Regina deeply, deft fingers worked to pop open the rest of the gray silk shirt. Olive skin was impossibly soft as she ran her fingers against the satin skin of the former queen. A soft whimper escaped Regina's mouth and it all but sent Emma into overdrive.
"Regina," Emma said pulling away. Sometimes it still wasn't real. Sometimes it felt like a dream. "This... I can't... god." She gave up, melding her lips back against her lovers. Teeth clashed before Emma bit that plump bottom lip she loved so much causing Regina to squirm. "I can't get enough of you." She confessed pulling her up with impressive strength and discarding the now wrinkled shirt.
Unable to stop herself Emma quickly tore off the pencil skirt she loved seeing Regina in. Now in nothing but a lace bra, the blonde took time to examine every bit of exposed flesh. Lips trailed over a collar bone, between two pert breasts, and down a taught stomach. She peppered kisses along Regina's stomach and over each hip savoring the soft whimpers from the woman above. Using her nails, Emma gently scratched up and down the softest skin she'd ever felt.
"I thought of all the ways I could punish you tonight for leaving me wet, and untouched," Emma said sucking a small area of skin in her mouth. "But then I saw you come in and all of that was out the window." Her lips trailed Regina's inner thigh, her tongue peeking out every so often.
Regina let out a sigh, the beautiful things Emma was doing to her was making her dizzy with an even deeper want than she had before "Emma," she whispered out. Tan fingers found purchase in blonde hair and the silky strands tickled Regina's hands. "Please." She forced out, not even sure why she was begging.
"I love you, Regina Mills." Emma stated as her mouth went crashing down to her lovers core. A gentle kiss to the hardened bundle of nerves sent a jolt through her form like electricity.
"I love you too," Regina answered in a rush of breathy words. She never got tired of hearing it, and now so raw, and both women so open sent her almost into over drive. Everything was on fire from the inside out.
Emma's tongue laid flat and gently swiped from the bottom of Regina's sex up and around her bundle. The blonde moaned at the taste of her queen savoring the exquisite essence. She would never get tired of this she thought as the other woman started writing and gasping below her. The sounds of Regina's moans started swirling in the air with the magic surrounding them, and they truly had created a world of their own.
The blonde pulled away suddenly. Her mouth still hovered above Regina's dampened sex. Her warm spurts of breath hit the brunettes over heated core, and suddenly brown eyes popped open at the loss.
"Wha- what's wrong?" The mayor asked, slightly panting. Her sex was throbbing with want and need, now was not the time to stop.
"I want you to look at me." Emma said firmly as she made her tongue into a point and swirled it around Regina's clit.
"Fuck," Regina moaned throwing her head back.
This move caused Emma to immediately stop her movements. "Look at me," she said gently as her fingers tickled the inside of Regina's thighs.
Regina's eyes snapped back open, they were so vulnerable and trusting, and Emma almost caved completely at the sight. The woman here was beyond beautiful. She knew she was the only one who got to see the former evil queen so open, and vulnerable, and it made heart clench with love and admiration.
"You are truly delicious," Emma hummed in approval as her mouth clamped down over Regina's clit. She suckled on it gently before pulling back with a pop. "If you'd let me I could stay here all night." She mused pulling back before diving forward and plunging her tongue as deep as she could into the glistening sex of the raven haired beauty below her.
Regina moaned again, forcing her eyes to stay open as she watched Emma work her body. The blonde knew just what to do, she knew her body better than anyone, and with that thought Regina's walls started clenching around the strong muscle of Emma's tongue.
"Stop," Regina panted feeling herself closer and closer to being pushed over the edge. "Please, for a moment." She begged using her strength to push Emma back.
A bewildered and confused looking Emma backed up slightly. "What's wrong are you ok?" Concern was laced in her voice.
"I want to see you," Regina's shaky voice managed to get out. "All of you," she said sitting up and ripping Emma's shirt off in one quick motion.
Soon is was too much to undress Emma layer by layer. Consequences be damned, Regina needed to feel Emma, all of her. So with one quick flick of the wrist she discarded the blondes clothes leaving her in nothing.
"Regina!" Emma giggled as the cold of the room hit her newly exposed skin.
"Come here," Regina beckoned her with her finger.
Emma didn't need to be told twice. She gently crawled over the older woman's body, one leg on each side of her hips. She smirked before pressing her lips into the oh so soft lips of the beautiful woman below her, and thanked the gods that she was blessed with this kind of luck.
Her thoughts were cut short as Regina took two fingers and gently circled them around her practically dripping entrance. A moan escaped the blondes lips in a mixture of surprise, and pleasure.
"You're so wet," Regina smirked as her fingers traced a pattern up to Emma's hardened clit.
"Fuck," the blonde murmured as her body shivered with delight. The touch was delicate, and gentle but it sent a shock through her body that was both fire and ice.
"You're beautiful Emma swan, and I am so lucky to have you." Regina admitted biting her tongue before plunging two fingers knuckle deep into her lover.
"Ah-" Emma moaned at the feeling. Her head was swirling and she was amazed at how quickly the tables had been turned. Although, she shouldn't have been. Regina was her weakness.
"I want you to come with me. I want to come together." Regina moaned as she looked at those beautiful green eyes darken to almost black.
Emma nodded as she positioned herself a little further back. The sudden movement caused another moan to rip from the depths of her stomach at the sensation it created but she cleared her fog induced mind to seek out what she was looking for.
Regina's sex was dripping now, and it was the hottest thing Emma had ever encountered. "Fuck Regina," she moaned out as first one finger, then two slipped into velvet walls. "I don't know uh-" she moaned. "I- fuck." She moaned as those magic fingers pumped slowly in and out of her. Olive fingers curved hitting that magical spot on each outward thrust, and the sheriff knew she wouldn't last long.
It was all too much. The sensations were amazing. Everything was. The color of the magic flowing between them, the feel of Regina inside of her, the feel of her inside Regina. They were truly one in this moment. They were connected. Bonded.
"I know," Regina husked out. She too was close to falling over the edge of no return. But it was all she craved. It was all she wanted or needed in this moment.
"You feel so good," Emma managed to strangle out as her lips once again connected to Regina's. Her hips started thrusting against the hand below her on their own accord, and her arm was getting tired as she continued to pump in frantic motions into the sex of the woman below her.
"Emma," Regina pulled away when breath became necessary. Brown eyes locked with blue and suddenly the magic burst around them.
Flecks of lavender glitter like magic exploded into tiny specks of sand, and purple and white magic intertwined in an intricate dance of love, admiration and belonging.
The sex of both women tightened and contracted as bouts of "Emma," and "Regina," were spilling over lips like a prayer until both women could no longer move.
Emma lay on Regina panting. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest, but she couldn't find the will to move.
"I love you," Regina whispered as she pressed soft lips now smeared with lipstick to the ivory cheek of Emma.
"Hmmm," Emma smiled feeling so light hearted. "I love you more than all the stars in all the realms." She beamed before nuzzling into the slightly sweat covered neck of the former evil queen.
They had both found their happily ever after.