So I spent the past few weeks, between holiday gatherings, binging on Korra after The News (you know the one). I'm just kicking myself for stopping at 2x06 - I was beyond bored with season 2 - when things got so interesting at 2x07! Plus, while I never understood the Korrasami shipping before season 3, I know I would've been doing it if I had kept up, and there's nothing quite like the feeling of watching your once-subtextual ship come to life before your very eyes (like that hot second we had of Mulan and Aurora before the former vanished into the abyss. Damn if I wasn't squeeing so hard that night.)
I like to make playlists for stories I'm working on, even short ones such as this, but the song that was most relevant to this chapter is Give Me Everything by Pitbull and Ne-Yo. "But tonight I can make you my queen and make love to you endless." Yes!
Disclaimer: Still throwing in some quotes from the show… and the characters, and the setting.
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Of course Emma couldn't manage to take down the containment spell she'd only just placed around the police station. Slowly, fearfully, she turned around to face Regina once more.
"I've been waiting a long time for this."
"Listen, Regina, you're under a spell, alright? Granted, a very powerful spell, but nevertheless your ... feelings for me aren't real."
Slowly Regina slid from the desk, stalking towards Emma who still stood frozen by the door, powerless under such an intense gaze as the one Regina was giving her. "Oh on the contrary, Miss Swan, the things I'm feeling for you are very real. They weren't brought on by this curse or any other, only brought about. And the spell would have no effect on me if they weren't very much reciprocated by you."
Emma blushed profusely. "Okay look, have I thought about it once or twice? Sure, anyone who's ever seen you has, I'll bet. But that doesn't mean we should act on it. I mean, we have Henry to think about!"
"Henry is safe, and he's the furthest thing from my mind at the moment." She had Emma backed up against the door, barely an inch of space separating the two of them. Slowly, painstakingly slowly, she leaned in, her eyes closing only after Emma's slid shut under the weight of the tension rapidly building between them.
Regina molded her lips to Emma's, hard. Emma actually went weak in the knees. In fact she should have collapsed from the sensation of Regina's kiss. As it were, Regina's hands grasping the blonde's waist and Emma's own hands clutching at the door behind her were the only things keeping her upright.
When Emma broke away, gasping for air, Regina took the opportunity to kiss and suck the column of her long pale neck, which only caused Emma to gasp harder. Regina kissed her way down one side of Emma's neck and up the other, finally reattaching their lips and sliding her tongue into the other woman's mouth.
Her senses completely overwhelmed, Emma was able to respond only on instinct. Her lower body arched off the door of its own freewill, closing what miniscule distance was left between her and Regina, her hands still clinging desperately to the metal surface behind her.
The tips of Regina's fingers toyed with the end of Emma's sweater before sliding underneath it and pressing into the savior's toned, taut stomach. That action finally jolted Emma out of her lust-induced haze, and she hastily shoved Regina away from her and bolted further into the station.
Surprised and still somewhat entranced, Regina touched her fingers to her lips as they formed into a smirk. She sauntered after the other woman who had maneuvered across the room, keeping the desks between herself and the raging hormones of Regina Mills.
"Hey, can we just stop and talk for a minute?" Emma asked, her hands raised in a pacifying gesture.
"I can think of far better ways to occupy our mouths." Regina reached forward in an attempt to pull the blonde across the desk and make good on that offer. Emma blasted the brunette away from her with an unexpected burst of magic, inadvertently sending her flying through the glass wall of the sheriff's office.
"Sorry!" Emma offered with a wince, but then she saw Regina pushing herself off the ground with a huff, magicking away all the shards of glass and still staring at her like a starving predator would their next meal… heh.
Eyes widening once more in fear – and definitely not at all in desire – Emma grabbed the keys off the desk in front of her and hurried into the nearest cell, locking herself inside. She even went so far as to infuse the key with her magic, rendering it useless to anyone else.
"Regina, we don't have time for this! We need to find a way to end this curse!
"Let me in and I shall try my very best to do just that."
Panicking, afraid that she might do something stupid like comply with Regina's request, Emma threw the key across the room. Regina pursed her lips in annoyance. She turned back to face the savior, reaching through the bars to grab her by the back of the neck and pull her into another heated kiss.
Emma was once again powerless to stop her, until an embarrassingly loud moan was pulled from her mouth by Regina's talented tongue. "Wait, Regina. We can't. You're under a spell, a-and it wouldn't be right for me to take advantage of you."
For a moment, all Regina could do was stare into Emma's green eyes, her own softening – seemingly – at the sweet gesture. Something yellow in her peripheral vision caught her attention. Emma followed her gaze, and they both came to the same realization. Regina happened to be just a fraction of a second quicker.
Just as Emma moved to yank her hand away Regina grasped it tightly with her own, lacing their fingers together in a firm grip. Emma continued tugging but it was useless. Regina always got what she desired in the end.
Smirking triumphantly at the blonde's panic-stricken face, Regina focused all of her lust to the tips of her fingers – ahem – and pulled the knot right out of the Snow Queen's ribbon. Emma made a futile grab as Regina pulled it away, and she managed to hold on to it for a moment or two, but her hands were sweaty from all the nerves and the yellow material ultimately slipped right through her fingers. The force with which she had been playing tug-of-war sent her tumbling into the wall of her jail cell and rendered her momentarily unconscious.
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She wasn't out for more than a minute, but it was enough time for Regina to retrieve the key and position herself temptingly against the desk in front of Emma's cell. She twirled the key ring around her finger while she waited.
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"Regina," Emma groaned as she regained consciousness. That was the only thought her brain could form. She remembered the other woman being nearby, and that was all that mattered.
"Yes, Emma?" Regina answered coyly, the key dangling from her finger. Emma sat up with a jolt and rushed to the bars of her cell, shaking them with all her might. She looked up, studying the cell door and its hinges, wondering how hard it would be to break the thing down.
Regina tossed the key at the blonde's boots, and she nearly tripped over herself in her haste to grab them and unlock the door.
Emma launched herself at Regina, sending them both flying across the desk, papers and an ancient computer flying every which way. In one swift motion Regina rolled them both back onto their feet, pinning the blonde against the filing cabinets. Despite the aggressive treatment, she had the presence of mind to make sure Emma didn't hit her head for a second time, her fingers tangling in the golden locks before they could reach the metal structure. This maneuvering was doubly effective in that Regina could easily pull Emma into a rough kiss.
It was Emma who initiated tongue this time, practically forcing her way into Regina's mouth her need was so great. It took a moment for Regina to catch onto Emma's intentions, but when she did she practically unhinged her jaw in her effort to accept Emma's advance.
Regina's left hand, placed once more at Emma's hip, snuck under her top again, only this time, instead of a hasty retreat, she was met with quivering muscles and a low moan. She grinned into their kiss as her searching fingers traced their way up Emma's rather impressive abs, stopping just at the edge of her bra. She reached around, quickly and deftly unhooking the offending article of clothing. Taking the hint, Emma broke their kiss in order to pull her sweater up and over her head in one swift move, revealing one of her signature white tank tops.
Reaching out, Emma tugged on Regina's corset with the intention of tearing it off of her body. Alas, the material was much too strong, and Emma grunted at her futile efforts. With a flick of her wrist Regina had the both of them stripped down to nothing, her hair falling out of its elegant style and over her shoulders.
Thanks to the spell they were both under, Emma felt no discomfort being so revealed to Regina. Instead, she was pouting.
"I wanted to rip it off," Emma explained in a low tone, enunciating each word with a step. She walked Regina backwards until they reached the desk. Emma bent down slightly, grabbing Regina by the back of her thighs and lifting her onto the desk. Regina's eyes darkened nearly to black.
"You're so sexy," Emma breathed as she took in the sight of a gloriously naked Regina Mills.
"Tell me something I don't know."
Their mouths found each other without a second thought. They ran rough hands over each other's bodies, wanting, needing to know every inch of skin splayed out before them. Soon, however, hands weren't enough, and their lips began exploring too.
"Oh God," Emma breathed.
"No," Regina growled, pulling her mouth away from one of Emma's breasts, her hand stalling on the other one. "Say my name. Only mine."
Emma blinked, her head cocked in confusion. "But, you are a God."
Regina smirked in satisfaction. "Regardless. Say my name."
Her commanding tone was just too much. It had always done strange things to Emma, things she was only just starting to understand. Regina's name fell from her lips in a long, drawn out moan. The sound sent shockwaves through Regina's body, and she returned her lips to Emma's breast, her hand resuming its ministrations on the other one.
"I need you," Regina moaned into Emma's ear after a few minutes of the other woman licking and sucking at her neck.
Emma glared at her playfully. "Say my name."
Regina growled. "Fuck, Emma, please just touch me already!"
Emma grinned victoriously. She trailed a hand down her soft, flat stomach, stopped briefly at her hip to tickle the skin there with her thumb, and massaged first the outside of her thigh, then the inside, before ultimately reaching its intended destination between her legs.
Regina was incredibly hot and wet for her. Truthfully this was the most turned on either woman had ever been. Two of Emma's fingers slipped easily between Regina's folds, finding her tight bundle of nerves and rubbing hard circles into it. A strangled noise left Regina's throat and Emma's breathing, along with the pace of her fingers, quickened. Her thumb soon took their place as they slid down into her entrance, pausing there for a moment before pushing all the way inside of her.
Emma's free hand latched on to the curve of Regina's hip to hold the both of them steady. Regina's arms wrapped tightly around Emma's neck and her legs around her waist, effectively trapping the blonde's hand between them. Using this to her advantage, Emma thrust her own hips forward, building the momentum of her fingers inside of Regina.
She felt amazing. Emma was quick to find that spot that made her gasp, making sure she hit it with every thrust.
It didn't take long for Regina to come. How could it, with Emma fucking Swan inside of her? A small, rational part of her brain suggested the curse they were under might have had something to do with it too, but she shut those thoughts down. It was all Emma.
She felt weak and shaky as her limbs relaxed themselves around Emma's body. The blonde wore a look of absolute pride… and desire. Her breathing was heavy, heavier than Regina's who appeared to have just finished sprinting a marathon.
Grabbing onto Emma's waist, the two disappeared in a puff of smoke, reappearing only a few feet away on the cot in the cell Emma had been locked in not half an hour earlier; Emma on her back, Regina leaning over her.
At Emma's raised brow of confusion, Regina explained, "I felt we needed a bed for what happens next."
And then Emma's eyes widened in understanding as Regina's full lips began to kiss their way down her stomach.
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The sun rose over Storybrooke to find the rainbow had vanished. Whether it was from all the crazy gay sex everyone spent the night having or because the snow queen had had a change of heart – thanks in no small part to her two favorite nieces – no one could say.
The bright light streamed in through the windows of the police station and burned through Regina's eyelids. Blinking rapidly, she held up a hand to shield herself from the morning sun, squinting in confusion. She felt the light weight of a jail cell blanket over her bare legs, which was strange since she usually slept under a thick duvet in a pair of silk pajamas.
"What am I wearing?" Peaking under the thin blanket Regina noted that she was clad in a white tank-top and black boy-shorts. A soft snore from Emma, spooned behind her, caused Regina to startle right off the cot and she hurried to her feet, bringing the blanket that had been covering them both with her. She blushed when she caught sight of Emma in completely nothing, then blushed harder when she remembered why.
Emma awoke just as the last of the purple smoke cleared, the blanket fluttering back over her shivering body almost as if by magic.
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There's an actual real reason it took me so long to update, and that is: never have I ever written a sex scene before *blushes* *peaks out from behind hands*
"Baby I'mma make you feel so good tonight, cuz we might not get tomorrow."
~ Jen