Another twitterific tweet-fic from June 30...
Author's Note: Thanks to ParadoxalPoised for some advice on this one.
Rating: M for SwanQueen sexy times.
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Entry 8: Tasty
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Emma stood in the bedroom and wished Regina was naked and there with her.
Regina's voice boomed through the house. "Emma! Why am I suddenly naked in the kitchen?"
Sheepishly Emma muttered under her breath, "Oops. Half-right."
A cloud burst of purple appeared then dissipated leaving Regina standing gorgeously naked a few feet away from Emma. The brunette's expression was surprisingly calm. "Darling, if you wanted me, all you ever have to do is ask."
Emma crossed to Regina and grasped her hand, pulling her toward the bed. Standing next to the already turned down sheets, she pulled Regina's into her arms, stroking up and down the woman's back and nuzzling her throat, leaving tiny kisses along the tendon where she knew Regina was most sensitive.
"It's just... I can't help myself when you're cooking," Emma whispered, trying to sound seductive.
The brunette laughed and sighed at Emma's choice of words. "Cooking, hmm?"
"Oh, yeah." Emma's mouth trailed down Regina's shoulder, across her collarbone and onto the swell of her lover's breast. She felt Regina's fingers tangling in her hair and smiled against the breast before pulling the nearby nipple between her teeth.
Regina's chuckle vibrated in her chest. "It's the food that turns you on, dear."
"Oh, yeah... Tasty," Emma replies, licking at the salt-sweet taste of her lover's skin before resuming her journey down the woman's body.
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