"You are about to see something truly special Miss Swan,"
Emma couldn't help but roll her eyes as she watched the transformation take place, with Henry by her side, a hand held tightly over his eyes to save him the trauma of what his brunette mother was about to do, Regina shook off the mother in her and brought forth the element of the Queen that had always been most effective, her sexuality.
They'd had a wonderful dinner together, their own little muddled family unit, it was something they had been doing for the past few months now and it had become an occasion they all seemed to look forward to, even if it was only the youngest of the three who would admit or acknowledge it in the light of day.
Emma had offered to walk Regina and Henry to the sleek black Mercedes after they had noticed the evening beginning to draw in, lately she had found herself becoming attached to seeing more of not only her son, but of the older woman also. Gone was the venom from their arguments that had now turned into a strange sort of banter, their exchanges were still heated although now the heat seemed to be coming from a different place altogether, the pained tension had turned to a delicious sort of anticipation and though neither would admit to it both had thought about it enough separately to realize what it meant.
This was why Emma now found herself clamping her hand tighter over Henry's young eyes whilst doing the same thing with her thighs, the rolling heat below only becoming stoked further as she watched Regina prep herself. The woman always dressed beautifully and was effortlessly sexy…but now she was actually putting the effort in. The third, then fourth button of her royal blue blouse were opened to reveal a black lace cami underneath, the swell of her breasts subtle enough to seem as though she wasn't actively trying. Lean fingers moved up and through her dark hair to give it some extra bounce as deep brown eyes lit up in the thrill of the game she was now being allowed to play.
The brunette wasn't doing this out of the goodness of her heart, oh no, Emma's first offer, in which she promised Regina her first born child in order to continue on with the fairytale theme in their lives, was quite invalid as she looked to the smug young boy standing beside her, damn. In the end they had settled on Emma owing the brunette a favour…the woman sounded eerily like Rumplestiltskin when she had offered the deal yet the blonde had still agreed, anything to get the two idiots leaning against her bug off her back.
They had agreed that Regina would act as a distraction whilst Emma and Henry would slip into the car in order to make a quick getaway. The blonde's breath caught in her throat as Regina gave one quick glance behind to where she knew mother and son were hiding and gave an exaggerated wink that would ensure Emma's heart exploded.
"I swear that woman is trying to kill me," she muttered as her skin practically caught on fire.
"What?" Henry's small voice reminded her of his presence and she coughed slightly in her surprise, glad that he couldn't see the blush rising to her pale cheeks.
"Nothing kid just…shush"
She felt the small head shake he gave but that seemed to be the extent of his reply and so, after a deep steadying breath, she returned her eyes to Regina's slender form. The sway of her hips was enthralling as lean, stiletto lengthened legs carried her towards the two imbeciles arguing about the woman who had no interest in them whatsoever…or so Regina hoped.
The women had arrived separately, Emma later obviously, and so their cars were parked on the opposite sides of the parking lot as luck would have it. The brunette made sure to stop right in their line of sight as she made a show of rifling through her purse to find the keys she had already magicked back on top of the table which they had just left, Henry had allowed for the little glitch to her renewed promise of not using magic for it was to help his mother.
She let off small sighs at first, she had found in the past that the simplest of sounds could bring out the greatest of reactions and had been the strongest tool in her arsenal of seduction. After a short while she glanced quickly to see that the pair were most definitely now looking over at her. Giving one last rifle through her purse she then proceeded to move her hands idly over her body as if checking if she had placed them within a pocket. Her movements were slow as she slid both hands over every curve, every crevice, her lips pulled to the side in an expression of confusion.
"Uhm is er," Killian cleared his throat as he grew nearer, his eyes trying to remain on hers rather than the path her hands were making, "is everything okay m'lady?"
"Yeah you uh…you need help with anything?"
Dark eyes flicked up to look at the flustered faces of the men before her, both swallowing hard as they refrained from looking over her body. She tilted her head to the side and had to hold back a smirk when she noticed how much she truly was affecting them, she hadn't lost it.
"I seem to have misplaced my car keys and I desperately need to get home…" her voice was at a much lower register than usual, the same tones she used in her reign as Queen, the same tones causing Adam's apples to move tremendously in quivering throats as deep swallows were taken. She could practically feel the waves disbelief rolling off of Emma from her place behind the tree as the brunette walked closer to the two flustered men. "Would you boys mind helping me look?"
Their nods were instantaneous and she could see she had started them off on their own little competitive quest to find her 'missing' keys first. Just to add to her game she placed a hand on each of their chests before speaking softly, "thank you both, I don't know what I would have done" she allowed her fingers to linger and trail downwards until her hands fell away naturally, Regina hadn't missed the accelerated beating of their hearts, idiots.
She watched with a smug smile as they both practically tripped over their own feet, giving quick glances back to where she remained, one arm crossed over her body, a hand holding her bicep as the other played with a curl of dark hair, her full bottom lip pulled between her teeth with her head still tilted, a leg crossed over the other in the traditional stance of the typical movie love interest.
What had Emma ever seen in either of them? Neal was, to put it bluntly, a bumbling, muttering idiot who's only redeeming factor was his part in the creation of her son. Hook, on the other hand, was nothing but a womanizer, he had professed his love for Emma in Neverland, or so the blonde had claimed during one of their wine fueled late night conversations, yet he was now looking at her with nothing but his familiar gleam of animal lust…sure she had given in to him in the past but she was a different person then, sex was her only outlet in which she would actually allow herself to feel something other than her rage, her anger…
So lost in her thoughts of the past, she hadn't even heard Emma's approach from behind until she was spun on the spot. Green eyes were darkened slightly by something Regina could read very well, desire.
Now the brunette was the one swallowing deeply as she attempted to regain her composure, "was that to your satisfaction Miss-"
"Shut up" Emma breathed as she moved closer to the woman, she could see the guarded vulnerability within the brown eyes that flicked between her own and it caused the more carnal of her needs to calm slightly, to fade into a tender sort of admiration. This close she could see the innocence within life hardened eyes, the young girl yearning for something more than a quick, to put it bluntly, fuck. She could see the woman's own need for something more and for once she didn't want to bolt, she didn't want to flee…she wanted to give it to her, "just…shut up Regina"
Usually the brunette would have thrown a barbed comment her way, would have stepped back and crossed her arms to create her own barrier of safety but as pale hands moved up, as lean fingers tucked the hair framing her face behind her ears and proceeded to trail her tender touch over the woman's jaw. Her eyes were taking in slightly trembling features as her head tilted of it's own accord, her face moving closer until she could only focus on slightly parted lips.
Regina's heart was beating a mile a minute, her hands now hanging limply by her side unknowing of what to do in this situation. Her throat was tightening at the feeling of Emma's caress, no one had touched her like this since…since Daniel and it was so out of nowhere…she knew the woman had feelings for her, feelings that replicated her own but only now was she discovering just how deeply they ran. The shivers running through her body were so much more than she had ever felt before, the fluttering sensations overwhelming her.
"Don't…" Emma stopped her advances at the breathed plea, she could hear the thickness of the brunette's words, "don't hurt me…"
She laughed softly before capturing the tear now trailing down Regina's face with her lips, she placed another to the other side of her face and one to her forehead as both hands found their home on soft cheeks. Green eyes found brown when she pulled back enough to focus on the woman before her, "is that a demand Madame Mayor?" she whispered back and reveled in the small laugh that her question elicited before she moved to brush her nose against the brunette's, "I promise you"
Her brow creased and her eyes closed momentarily as she fought with her natural instincts to push the woman away, to defend herself from potential pain and to remain the same way she had for the past 3 decades…alone…but she couldn't, she couldn't push her away for her heart just wouldn't allow it. Her hands trailed up strong forearms before laying over Emma's gentle fingers, "kiss me"
"Now that is a demand," the blonde replied with a smile.
"You bet your ass-" but the rest of her speech was cut off when pink lips finally touched her own, when soft moans spilled out between tender kneading kisses, when Regina's hands trailed back down Emma's arms to then move to a toned waist and a hot tongue sought, and gained entrance to a waiting mouth, when the pieces seemed to fall into place and a cracked soul finally began to move back together once more.
"Seriously?! You couldn't cover my eyes for that?!"
Both women broke apart and finally realized where they were at the incredulous shout coming from their young son, neither noticed the way in which they remained close, the way in which they continued holding on to one another even in the light of their new situation…that being the son and what felt like the entire population of Storybrooke watching them.
Slowly both turned to look back at one another, their mouths open in shock that soon turned to amusement as they laughed openly, their foreheads coming to rest together as they attempted to catch their breath. Their hands finally untangled from one another as they dropped down and automatically seemed to intertwine, their laughter calming and their surroundings coming back to them though neither could look away from the other.
Regina looked up to find Emma looking her over once more, the intensity of her gaze, the adoration within was startling yet she felt no form of suffocation, no fear rising up inside of her and so she merely smiled in response…a smile none other had seen, not even her first love…
"You wanna traumatize the kid some more?" came the amused whisper that brought her out of her own thoughts, she laughed lightly before looking back to her son who, though looked slightly nauseous at the sight of his mother's kissing, she could also see the brightness of his soul, the unbridled happiness at the connection he had noticed between the two so long ago.
Her nose brushed against Emma's as she turned her smiling face back once more, her head tilted as she allowed the blonde to move a strand of hair from her face once more before her arms moved up to hang lazily around strong shoulders, she laughed at the expected groan of feigned annoyance from Henry and his claim that he was going to wrack up a good amount of sugar filled dishes within the establishment behind them on both of his mother's tabs whilst they 'sucked face'.
A feeling of domesticity hit the pair as they watched their son make his way back into the diner with a small smile on his face, this could be their life…would be their life from now on. A gentle kiss to her cheek had her humming in delight before she turned to captured pale lips between her own once more. The same tingling from before began to make its way through her body as her happy humming returned making the blonde smile against her mouth, "mm, I could get used to this," she breathed against the lips still pressed lightly to her own.
"Good," Emma whispered back as she gently bit Regina's bottom lip, letting it slide through sensually as her arms tightened around the slim waist they had automatically wrapped themselves around, "because I never plan on letting you go."