A/N Sorry this one took so long. It's been a crazy week for me! I'm hoping the length makes up for the delay! Enjoy, and leave me lots of feedback!
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Emma woke next morning with a pounding headache, silently cursing herself for the amount that she had drank the night before. Coffee she thought, I need coffee. As Emma was standing at her coffee maker in a daze, watching as the aromatic liquid trickled into the pot, her phone buzzed with a text message.
Lunch today at one. And no, that is not a question, Miss Swan. There was something about the way Regina called her Miss Swan that really just turned Emma on. But the thought of food made the blonde's stomach clench.
As darling as that sounds, Madam Mayor, the thought of food right now makes me want to hurl. Respectably. Emma replied with sass, then put her coffee in a travel mug and went to get ready. There was no time to do anything but make herself look presentable so she threw her hair up in a ponytail and put on whatever clothes happened to be close to her at the time.
Emma was half way to work when she realized Shit, I forgot my coffee! Emma checked the clock on the dash of her yellow bug. She was already almost late. There was no time to stop at Granny's so she reluctantly made her way to the station with a scowl on her face.
"Whoa, rough night?" David remarked as soon as Emma walked in the door. Emma grunted in response and walked into her office. She really had no patience to deal with her father's chipper mood this morning. Emma flopped down into her desk chair and threw her head down into her arms on her desk, rather dramatically. A knock on the door startled the blonde, who whipped her head up, creating an even more intense pounding sensation.
"Regina?"
"I thought you could use some coffee." She responded, holding a to go coffee cup from Granny's in her hand.
"You are a life saver!" Emma got up and walked to Regina, taking the cup from her. "Thank you so much!" She smiled, taking a large gulp of the hot liquid.
"I can't stay, I need to get to my office. Meet me at Granny's at one for lunch." Emma nodded, finishing what was left in her styrofoam cup. "Jesus, Swan. Here, take mine too. You need it more than I do." Regina smirked.
"Thank you, Regina." and with that, the mayor turned and walked out. Emma looked at the coffee in her hand. There was a violet colored lipstick mark on the lid where the Mayor had already taken a sip. Emma smiled. She didn't know why but there was something about it that made her happy. Ok, now I really need to get to work, she thought, settling down at her desk again. Unable to focus on anything but the kind gesture that Regina had shown by bringing that coffee. That was quite unlike the Mayor that Emma used to know. That Mayor would never show such a sign of weakness and caring, at least not directed towards the blonde.
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Regina waited in a booth at Granny's. It was only a little after one, but her anger was beginning to rise. How dare the blonde keep her waiting like this. Seconds later Emma came flying through the doors.
"I'm so sorry I'm late. Sheriff business." Emma pleaded.
"I will not tolerate lateness, Sheriff Swan." Regina replied. "I ordered you a grilled cheese and soup, that's what you normally get, right?"
"Yes, that is fine. Thank you."
The two talked nonstop while they ate. Regina found it refreshing to be so open with someone and have the same in return. She listened, enthralled as Emma told her stories from her life in Boston. She could listen to Emma talk all day and be ok. Soon, to both women's discontent, lunch was over and both needed to get back to their offices.
"Hey, are you still dropping Henry off at my apartment for the night?" Emma asked.
"Yes, that was the plan." Regina answered confused.
"Good, I was thinking, maybe- I mean if you would like, maybe you could stay for dinner with us?" Emma asked, obvious to the brunette that she was nervous. It was so cute.
"Sure, Miss Swan. Now get back to work. I can't be having my best sheriff neglecting her duties." Regina smirked.
"Yes ma'am!" Emma grabbed her coat and stood up. Before leaving, she leaned in close to the Regina's ear and whispered, "and maybe after dinner, once Henry is asleep, we can have dessert." eliciting a shudder from the brunette. Emma stood straight and winked before saying "bye Madam Mayor!" and walking out of the diner. Regina was left to gain her composure, completely aware of the heat between her legs.
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"Fuck! I should have just gotten takeout but nooo, I had to go and cook shit!" Emma growled in frustration to the empty apartment. She had never made lasagne before and one thing was for sure, she never wanted to make lasagne again. Once she put the dish in the oven she took a deep breath.
She needed to get ready, Henry and Regina would be there soon. She took a quick shower since she still had the past nights events on her. She opted to leave her hair natural, cascading down her back in golden curls. After adding a little makeup, she was ready to get dressed. She pulled out her tight, dark emerald green pleather pants. These will do nicely, she thought with a smirk on her face. She decided on no panties as a nice little surprise later. Finally, she put on a tight fitting black t-shirt to complete the outfit.
It was then that her smoke detector started going off.
"Shit!" Emma yelled and ran to the kitchen. Smoke filled the room as she threw open the oven door, pulling out the burnt lasagne. She dropped the dish onto the stove. "Fuck." The tears threatened spill over now. All she could think about was how the whole night was going to be ruined now. Just then, there was a knock at the door. Great, perfect timing, Emma thought to herself.
"Mom, what happened?" Henry exclaimed when the blonde opened the door.
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Regina immediately smelled smoke as Emma opened the door.
"I'm so sorry, I lost track of time and I- I burnt dinner!" Tears were falling down the blonde's face. "I guess this is what I get for trying."
"Pull yourself together, Miss Swan. The world is not ending." Regina waved her hand and all of the smoke in the apartment was gone. She walked over to the stove, looking down and the charred meal. She waved her hand over the dish and the meal became a picture perfect lasagne. "There, good as new." Regina smiled at the blonde. Emma smiled back.
"Thank you" Emma said, barely audible. "Well I guess then we should eat. Are you hungry?" she asked Henry.
"Yeah!"
"Good." Emma replied. Regina watched as the blonde set the table, amazed at how quickly her mood had changed. She could tell that Emma really wanted this dinner to work. Hell, she didn't think the blonde had ever even cooked a meal before in her life.
Dinner went great. They all talked, and laughed together. The wine flowed steadily between the two women for the duration of the night.
"Alright kid, bedtime." Emma said at around ten o'clock.
"Aww come on mom! It's the weekend, and I thought we were having fun playing this game." Henry was clearly trying to guilt trip the women.
"Nope," Emma leaned in closer to the boy and spoke in a hushed tone, but still audible to Regina, "we both know how uptight your other mother can be about bedtime and we wouldn't want to upset her, right kid?" Emma said, winking at Regina.
"Uptight? I am not uptight!" Regina retorted. Both the blonde and the boy burst into laughter. Regina couldn't help but smile at the sound. It was like music to her ears.
"Alright, bed!" Emma said with more force this time. Henry got the point and kissed both his moms on the cheek and ran off to his room, leaving the two women alone.
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Emma was so grateful that Regina was able to save the night with her magic. She didn't know what she would have done if the brunette hadn't stepped up. And now with the kid asleep, her and Regina had time to spend together. Emma grabbed the bottle of tequila that was left over from the night before, a bowl of lime wedges,, a salt shaker, and plopped down on the couch in the living room. She needed a little liquid courage because the things she was feeling when she looked at the brunette were still newish to her. Everything in her was screaming to run from her feelings for the woman but Emma knew that she needed to stay, that it was ok to stay. Regina came in and sat down on the same couch as Emma.
"Shot?" Emma poured two shots before Regina could even answer. She handed her the shot, the salt, and a lime wedge.
"To a wonderful dinner." Regina raised her shot in a toast. Emma stared at the brunette for a moment. No one had ever praised her like that before, probably because she had never cooked a dinner successfully before, but still. She mimicked the brunette's movements with the glass and they both downed their shots.
"You really think so?" Emma said after she had finished biting into her lime.
"Yes of course! It was delicious, Emma." The blonde felt some sort of pride knowing she had made some really good food. She poured the two another shot. Emma watched entranced as Regina licked a spot on her hand and licked it, then took her drink and swallowed, Emma held out her hand with a lime wedge between her fingers. She gasped slightly when soft, warm hands clasped around her wrist, bringing her hand up to the brunette's mouth. Regina held her gaze as she bit into the lime, still between Emma's fingers. Emma felt her core clench at the sight, becoming instantly aroused. Both women's eyes darkened with arousal. Two can play at this game Emma smirked. When Regina was finished and had released her arm, Emma brought it to her own mouth. Green eyes locked on brown, the blonde slowly licked the dripping lime off her hand trailing down her wrist. She was trying to be as seductive as she possibly could, and it must have worked because she watched as Regina shifted slightly in her seat, and her breathing became a little more rapid. Emma handed her another shot. Regina took her arm and licked a spot on her wrist, tongue flicking over soft porcelain skin. She shook some salt on the spot and watched as Emma placed a lime wedge between her teeth this time. Regina licked the salt slowly off of the blonde's wrist and threw back the tequila. She then leaned in close, biting down on the lime between the blonde's lips. When she was finished, she began to lick the mess off of Emma's chin, causing the blonde to let out a small, soft moan.
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That was all Regina needed to hear. She lunged at Emma, knocking her back into the couch. Their lips crashed together, moving as one. Teeth nipped at lips causing both women to moan.
"Wait" Emma said, breathlessly causing the brunette to frown. Was Emma not ready for this? She watched as the blonde grabbed the bottle and lifted her shirt, exposing her toned midriff. Regina could feel herself getting incredibly wet as she watched Emma pour the liquid into a pool on her stomach and then stick a lime in her mouth to hold between her teeth. Regina growled at the sight before dipping her head to suck and lick away the tequila. She crawled up the blonde's body, eyes locked, looking at the blonde as if she were a predator and Emma was her prey. She licked up Emma's neck before taking the lime out of her mouth, causing the other woman to moan again.
Regina sat up, smirking. She lifted her shirt over her head, watching as green eyes became hooded. She licked her finger and slid it over the soft flesh of her breast that wasn't covered by her bra. She shook some salt over the wet line. It was her turn to grab the bottle and she poured a decent amount in the divet between her shoulder and collar bone, by her neck. Emma sat up and kneeled in front of the woman. She licked the salt up and pulled the cup of Regina's bra down to suck on her hard, dark nipple. Emma nipped, causing a louder cry to escape the brunette.
"Shh, Henry!" Emma warned, worried the noise would wake up the boy sleeping in the next room.
"I already cast a silencing spell over the room. He won't hear a thing." Regina panted. This pleased the blonde, who sucked the tequila up and bit down on the other woman's collar bone. Regina growled, overcome with arousal. She ripped Emma's shirt over her head and reached behind her to unclasp her bra, throwing it onto the floor.
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It was Emma's turn to attack the brunette. She lunged at her, throwing her back on the couch. Hands kneaded Regina's breasts as she kissed her hungrily. Needy tongues fighting for control of the other one. Battling for entrance into the other's mouth. Emma couldn't think of anything other than the sensations that Regina was causing her. She was sure she had never wanted someone so badly as she wanted Regina right then. She had to have her, all of her. Emma ripped down the brunette pants before pulling down her own, revealing that she wasn't wearing panties. Regina grabbed Emma by the hips and pulled her back to her. Regina was doing a number on the blonde's neck, while Emma was grinding against the other woman's thigh hard, making sure to press her own thigh into Regina's sex. Both women were moaning and breathing hard. Emma could feel her orgasm growing inside of her. She needed release and wanted to provide release for the other woman as well. She grabbed Regina's hips and pulled her down so she was laying flat on the couch. Emma smirked as she knelt over regina's face, facing towards her feet. She lowered herself down, gasping as she felt Regina's tongue start working on the blonde's clit. Emma bent down and spread Regina's legs so she can start going down on her as well. Regina was very very good with her tongue and it wasn't long before both women's hips were bucking and grinding. Emma began forcing her tongue inside the other woman, moving it in and out, fucking her at a quick pace. Soon after she felt Regina's muscles clench and she arched her back and cried out in ecstasy. Emma helped ride her through her orgasm, the sight and noise alone causing the blonde to reach hers as well. Emma collapsed on top of Regina, totally spent.
Emma stood up and grabbed Regina's hand. She pulled the brunette up, not realizing just how drunk she was until she was on her feet.
"Come" Emma said as she began to lead the way out of the living room. She noticed Regina give a flick of her hand, making all evidence of their night disappear. Both women entered Emma's bedroom. "Stay with me tonight?" Emma pleaded. Green eyes looked up, hoping for a 'yes'.
Regina sat down on the bed and pulled Emma down beside her and into her arms, giving the blonde the answer she had hoped for. Emma settled in, nuzzling up to Regina.
"You're going to make a great pet, Emma" was the last thing that she heard before she drifted off to sleep, confused but too tired to try to process the words.