Emma stepped over the thresh hold slowly. She felt slightly like she was stepping into the pit of doom. She felt afraid. Regina seemed so normal, not to mention smoking hot. The red, the blouse, the whole look got Emma's mind rebelling. {tellmeagainwhydoyounotwantthis?} Because she is not right for me, she argued back. This is just the pain from Hook. It isn't real. {whocares?}

Emma despaired, she knew what she had to do, and she knew she had to get it over with so she could move on. Even if it was hard work. Even her eyes looked bigger. Stunning deep brown chocolate drops, you could get lost in.

Regina turned to lead Emma down into the study again. She had to turn away to hide the smirk she was fighting so hard. Emma's eyes had practically shot out of her head. She didn't stop herself from staring, or couldn't. As Regina walked across the marble hall way, she deliberately rolled her hips more than usual.

"Do you want a cider, Emma?" she said with a purr. Loving the way the blonde seemed to gulp as she was brought back to the present moment. "Dear are you ok? You seem distracted." She said without a hint of mockery or concern.

"Erm…" Emma considered her options, "yeah ok" she plumped for the Dutch courage she had begun to need. She really wanted something stronger but that could be a mistake. She needed to keep her wits about her. Regina turned with the drinks and handed her one.

She couldn't get a handle on where Regina was coming from. She didn't seem to have dressed up, but she loved that top on the older woman. The colour against Regina's flawless skin was superb. She looked flawless, the roll of her hips the purr in her voice said yes. But her body language, the self-control, the shortness all said not a chance in hell. Whatever her plan was, Emma knew it was going well. She knew it was her game and she had to regain control.

She took a mouthful of her drink while Regina sat behind her desk.

"So Miss Swan, you wanted to talk with me?" Regina started, totally embodying the Evil Queen persona Emma had encountered thankfully not often. She radiated power and control causing a shiver to run down Emma spine. And not just through nerves. She was intoxicating, and Emma's mind wondered how she had not seen it before. How long her body had wanted something her mind wouldn't let her have. She wanted to grab her right now. {thisisnotgoingtoplan}

"Yes" she tried to start, Regina looked up at her with innocent eyes, "Well… er … Last night." She was hesitating way too much. "I don't know if it should happened again. What I mean is it shouldn't have happened." She takes another drink, she is clearly ballsing this up. Regina merely looks to the side, seeming to be process what she has said. Thinking how to react. She sighs and leans back in her chair.

"Well Dear, I am not surprised. You did run out on me this morning, like a scared little puppy." She wasn't smirking, she was deadly serious. She knew how to goad people. It was manipulation one oh one. "I have to say I was surprised, I thought better of you Emma." Dragging out her first name on purpose. Knowing her words would get to the blonde. She wanted a rise and she wasn't about to beg. Not it was Emma turn.

"Well I" Emma had no excuse. And they both knew it. She wanted to be straight talking, she wanted to be clear, but it was turning out a mess. "I don't know Regina, last night was so, you know. It was us but not us. We were, are so…" she couldn't finish. All she wanted to do was run and not face it. But she had family here, her parents, Henry. She would not leave. Not now. But this was scary and she didn't know why. She knew she had to face the music. Emma fidgeted as Regina thought about what to say. She was purposely taking her time.

"Well Sheriff, at least you are not under the impression that this would be a fairy take romance." She spoke like she was telling Henry off. Noticing the slight cringe the blonde displayed, knowing she was pushing it, made Regina pleased on the inside. She saw nothing wrong with what two adults did between each other. As she spoke she stood up and sauntered round her desk. Standing in front of Emma so close that Emma tried to step back. But her thigh hit the sturdy wooded desk. Emma gasped, both at the shock of the impact and at getting herself trapped by the Mayor. Regina looked her up and down a wicked smile spreading on her face.

"Do you not want this Emma?" she spoke slowly, leaning in "this is not about love, dear" she said whispering into Emma ear. Emma's body was responding in ways she could not control. Could not stop. The smell of crisp apples made her mouth water, it was taking all her self-control not to grab the Mayor. Not to run her hands through her thick dark hair. It was getting long now she wanted to pulls her head back but grasping it roughly. She wanted to wipe the smug smirk of Regina face and replace it with a begging need for bliss.

Regina lent in and kissed Emma, gently at first, building up force as she tried to draw the Sheriff out. Just as she was about to think Emma wouldn't, she felt her open her mouth and pull her in closer. Her hands snaked around her waist holding her firmly, kissing her back with passion and promise. Sinking into it, Regina lit up inside, wanting to taste Emma All over again. Nearly loosing herself control she pulls back, leaving Emma breathless. She smirks at the lack of control the Sheriff had.

"But if you don't think this should happen Miss Swan, I guess it can't" She returns to her seat behind her desk. Anger flashed in Emma's tempestuous green eyes. Regina is unfazed as Emma leans of the desk and smirks looking pointedly down her white tank top. Emma blushes and immediately straightens up straight away.

"Well dear, you haven't made yourself at all clear. I think you should possible go and clear your own head before you stumble into my presence again. But like I said, this is not a fairy take happy ending for either of us." With that she stand up and walks to the door. Expecting Emma to follow her, which she does even as she wishes she didn't. Showing her out Regina returns to the formal Mayor but Emma mind is agog. She feels like she doesn't even know what just happened. Whether it was good or bad. Reeling between lust and anger, replaying the events. If she should, could or would have done something different. She walks down the path in a daze.

"Thank you for coming see me Sheriff Swan" Regina says brightly as she closes the door.