Poison & Wine
Chapter 17
It was early Monday evening. Henry was out with Neal and Regina was cooking dinner on the stove. Emma was sitting on top of the island Indian style and looking through the storybook.
The blonde cleared her throat and started reading, "The Evil Queen marched through the doors of the castle. She grinned maliciously at Snow and Charming. 'Sorry I'm late.' She spoke with mirth. The dark haired sorcerer strutted past the crowd of gasping peasants, taking pleasure in their fear-"
Regina rolled her eyes. "Must you read it out loud?" The former queen asked. "And your impression of me is awful. I was much more villainous."
"Shh!" Emma instructed. "We're getting to the best part." She smirked and continued reading. "Two of Snow White's guard went to the rescue, but they were no match for the Evil Queen's dark magic. She flung them across the room with ease. 'It's the Queen! Run!' Doc the dwarf warned Snow." Regina found humor in the sneaky voice Emma used for Doc. "Snow White grabbed Charming's sword and pointed it at her Evil Step-mother. 'She's not a Queen anymore.' Snow said. 'She's nothing more than an Evil witch.'"
The mayor laughed as she chopped tomatoes. "What a lovely impression of your mother, dear." She chuckled at the whiny voice her true love used.
Emma laughed with her. "Charming took the sharp blade from his bride. 'No, no, no.' He coaxed. 'Don't stoup to her level. There's no need.' He went to address the Evil Queen. 'You're wasting your time. You already lost and I will not let you ruin this wedding.' Charming stepped in front of Snow to shield her from harm." The sheriff looked at her true love and raised an eyebrow before she looked back down at the book. "The Evil Queen smirked, 'Oh I haven't come here to ruin anything.' She told him. 'On the contrary, dear, I've come to give you a gift.' Snow gripped her groom's arm. 'We want nothing from you.' The Evil Queen glared at her stepdaughter. 'But you shall have it!' The witch bellowed with hate in her dark eyes." Emma scoffed. "They forgot to say beautiful." The blonde told Regina. "You have beautiful brown eyes."
The older woman scoffed with humor as she added the chopped tomatoes to her sauce. "Thank you, but your impression of me is still weak."
Emma rolled her eyes and continued reading. "The Evil Queen looked around her in disgust. 'My gift to you…' The witch whipped her train to the side and scowled at the guests. 'Is this happy… happy day.' She spoke with a repulsed tone. 'But tomorrow my real work begins. You've made your vows. Now I make mine.' She turned her sinister glare to Snow White and Prince Charming. 'Soon, everything you love, everything all of you love, will be taken from you. Forever. And out of your suffering, will rise my victory. I shall destroy your happiness… if it is the last thing I do.' The Evil Queen strutted away in victory. 'Hey!' Charming yelled with anger. The Evil Queen turned around and saw the sharp blade of Charming swords coming for her heart. She and the blade disappeared in a puff of black smoke." The savior finished with a smirk. "I do believe you told me the exact same thing when I arrived to town."
Regina shook her head, lifting a spoon from her sauce and putting a hand under it. "Taste this." She held it up to the blonde after blowing on it. When the sheriff tried it, the mayor corrected her. "And I didn't say I would destroy your happiness. I said I would destroy you."
The younger woman rolled her eyes playfully as she swallowed the tasty sauce. "And yet here you are feeding me delicious sauce." Emma smiled.
"So it's good?" The mayor asked, and received a nod.
Regina went to put the noodles on and the blonde looked back at the storybook. "Damn. I gotta say that you had some rather revealing outfits back in the Enchanted Forest, baby. How come you don't dress like that for me?"
"Because if I did then you wouldn't be able to function." The mayor said confidently.
Emma raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?" She closed the book and hopped off the island. She stepped behind the older woman and wrapped her arms around her. "And who said I'm able to function now?" She laid her chin on Regina's shoulder while she watched her finish cooking the chicken breasts.
The blonde started peppering soft kisses on the mayor's neck when the doorbell rang. She groaned while Regina laughed. "Go answer the door, dear. I'm sure Neal will want to talk to you about my 'true love'." She said.
"If only he knew the truth." Emma smirked and slapped the brunette's ass before she left to answer the door. When she saw Neal standing there with Henry, she greeted her kid with a hug and told him to go wash up for dinner. "Thanks for having him back on time." She forced a smile at her ex-boyfriend.
Neal gave her an uneasy smiled back. "Yeah, well, if I didn't then Regina would have my head."
Emma laughed. "You got that right. She's a stickler for punctuality. I'll see you next Monday?" She asked, trying to rid of him.
"Em, I'd like it if we could meet up sometime this week and talk." The brunette man admitted hopefully.
"Neal-"
"Please?" He begged. "Just meet me Wednesday. We can talk about everything and if after that you still don't want anything to do with me then I'll respect that."
The sheriff weighed her options before she reluctantly nodded. "Okay. Wednesday at Granny's we'll have lunch."
Neal grinned happily. "Awesome. I'm there! I'll see you then. Tell Regina to have a good dinner!" He waved bye before he left.
When Emma shut the door and turned around she saw Henry standing there. She put a hand to her heart. "You scared me, kid."
"Are you going to tell him about mom?" He asked curiously.
Emma furrowed her eyebrows. "What?"
"Neal thinks that you and him are meant to be together." The boy explained. "Are you going to tell him that you're dating mom?"
"Uh…" She paused. "No. I think I should tell other people before I tell him, but I do plan on telling him I'm gay."
Henry laughed. "That will be funny. Emma ruffled her son's hair and chuckled. "Go set the table." She told him and followed him into the kitchen. Regina was draining the noodles, but she had her phone was wedged between her ear and shoulder.
The mayor laughed and Emma was suddenly curious who she could be talking to. "Yeah. Of course." There was a pause. "We'll see how it goes. I can't speak for-" The former queen turned around and grabbed her phone. When she saw the blonde looking at her, confused, she smiled. "Oh, here she is. Want to talk to her?"
"Who is it?" Emma asked when her true love handed her the phone. "Hello?" She asked.
"Hi, honey! I tried calling you." It was Snow.
The sheriff relaxed slightly and smiled. "Yeah, my phone is in my car. What's up, mom?" She watched as Regina mixed the pasta and sauce together.
"You father said that you might not make it home until later tonight because you're going out with Hook. You aren't leaving town. Are you? You know what happened last time."
Emma rolled her eyes at her mother. "I'm not hanging out with Hook tonight. I'm going to help Regina with Henry's football uniform designs and then I'll be home." The blonde was stoked that her dad was willing to make excuses for her not being home, but he was making them prematurely. Emma glanced at the mayor, who was obviously snickering as she sliced chicken breasts into thin strips.
"Oh! Well then I'll see you when you get home. Tell Regina that I'll call her tomorrow."
The savior stumbled a bit. Why would Snow need to call Regina? "O-okay." She said.
"Love you, sweetie."
"Love you too." She hung up and raised an eyebrow at the brunette. "Um, my mom just said to tell you that she'll call you tomorrow."
"Okay, good." Regina said nonchalantly and she mixed the chicken in with the pasta.
Emma huffed. "Why are you talking to my mother?"
The mayor eyed the younger woman with an amused expression. "Am I not allowed to speak with Mary Margaret?"
"You're allowed." The sheriff told her. "You just… why?"
Regina cleared her throat and wiped her hands. "We're having lunch tomorrow." She stated with a shrug.
"And you didn't think to tell me?" Emma asked, crossing her arms.
The brunette raised an eyebrow at the younger girl's attitude. "I wasn't aware I needed your permission."
"It just seems strange to me." The savior spoke.
"You mean suspicious?" Regina was started to get irritated.
Emma shook her head. "No." She stated firmly. "I just don't know what you two have to talk about."
"Well that's between me and your mother." The mayor informed her sharply and transferred the dinner into a proper bowl before bringing it to the dining room.
Emma followed suit, sitting at the head. Henry was seated next to her, eagerly waiting for his dinner. "You're not going to tell me?" She asked the older woman.
Regina huffed a laugh. "As I said, Miss Swan, it's none of your business."
"I believe it is." The blonde argued.
"Let's discuss this at another time." The former queen requested and placed the food on the table before sitting down. "Henry how was your time with Neal?" She changed the subject.
Henry was just sent up to do his homework so Emma grabbed her jacket on the hook and put it on, ready to go home.
"You're leaving?" Regina questioned as she stepped into the foyer.
The blonde nodded. "Yeah. I promised my mom I wouldn't stay late." Of course that wasn't the real reason she was leaving. She was frustrated with the mayor for not telling her why she was having dinner with her mother.
Regina took a deep sigh. "And you're angry with me." She noted.
Emma huffed a humorless chuckle. "Yeah, I am."
Brown eyes were flickering with irritation. "Can't we just have one good day?"
"We could." The sheriff informed her. "If you didn't keep things from me."
"Emma-" Regina began.
The younger woman cut her off. "You told me to promise you communication, but the second I ask it back from you, you shut down."
"I-"
"I'm not asking for you to tell me all your darkest secrets, Regina. I just wanted to know why you and your self proclaimed mortal enemy are having lunch! That's all."
The mayor clenched her jaw in anger. "I'm not having lunch with her as my mortal enemy. I'm having lunch with her as the mother of my true love!" She yelled.
Emma was taken back. "Wh-"
"It's the term I didn't tell you." Regina admitted. She was pissed that she had to say anything at all. She was hoping to tell the blonde about it after she successfully succeeded at burying the hatchet with Snow White because if she failed in some way then she didn't want the blonde to be disappointed. "The term for me? It's reconciliation."
Blonde eyebrows furrowed. "Wh- You want a truce with Mary Margaret?" She asked.
Regina nodded. "If that's what you'd like to call it, sure. I'd just like to put the past behind us. Focus on the future and all of that." It sounded ridiculous when she said it out loud. "Go ahead and make fun."
But Emma didn't make in fun. Instead, she climbed up the steps and grabbed the mayor's face, kissing her firmly. "That sounds like a great idea, baby." She grinned at her. "Why not just tell me that?"
The brunette licked her lips and looked into green eyes. "Because there's a very real possibility that it won't be successful. I've done horrible things to Snow, things I certainly wouldn't forgive."
Emma chuckled softly, stroking the older woman's cheek. "Well you tend to hold a grudge." She teased. "But it will work. Just… maybe don't mention you want to bang her daughter."
Regina laughed. "There goes my opening line." She joked before grabbing the blonde's face and kissing her again. The angle was awkward because of their hands, but neither moved them. When they pulled away, Regina made sure to leave a harsh bite on the sheriff's bottom lip. "Now get going."
"I could stay." The savior suggested with a smirk.
The mayor shook her head and shoved her away softly. "No way, Sheriff. We'll save the sleepover for Friday night." She winked.
Emma stepped into Granny's diner on Wednesday afternoon. She saw Neal sitting at a booth in the back, flowers set on the table beside him. She walked over to him and he stood up, flowers in hand.
"Hey, Em." He smiled and held the flowers out to her. "These are for you."
The sheriff took them after a sigh of irritation. Still, she forced a smile. "Thanks." She sat down in the booth and tangled her fingers on top of the table. "So you wanted to talk."
Neal sat down across from her, looking nervous and pale. "Yeah. Look, you were right when you said I convinced myself that I did the right thing for the greater good. I'm sorry." He apologized.
Emma nodded. "Okay. I forgive you." And she had. "If you didn't throw me in prison then I never would have given up Henry and God knows where I'd be right now."
The brunette man smiled. "Yeah. I'm glad you don't hate me."
"I never hated you, Neal." The sheriff spoke honestly. "I just don't want to be with you."
Neal nodded. "No, I know. It's going to take time for you to trust me again. I get it."
Emma shook her head. "No. You don't get it. I don't want to be with you ever. Look, I care about you. You helped me create Henry and I'll always love you for that, but I'll never have any sort of romantic feelings for you." She explained.
Baelfire sat there for a while, deflated. "Maybe in a few years-"
"No." The blonde cut him off. "Never." She cleared her throat. "All right, Neal. I'm going to level with you here. You're not my type."
The man scoffed. "Em, we dated for a year. How could I not be your type?"
The sheriff bit her lip, looking around the rather crowded diner. She wanted to tell him, but telling him would ensure that he'd flip out and she wasn't prepared to tell the entire town just yet. "I just someone more…" She paused. "I just-"
"Is this about Hook?" Bae asked, looking pissed.
Green eyes rolled. "Trust me, this isn't about Killian. Why does everyone assume its Hook? We're just friends." She assured him. "It has nothing to do with Hook or you for that matter. This is about me." A plan came to her and she happily jumped on it. "Look, I'm starting to fall for someone."
"Who?" Neal demanded to know.
Emma shook her head. "No. I'm not telling you. It doesn't matter who it is. All you need to know is that it's not you."
The former lost boy rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to go beat him up or anything, Em. I promise. I just want to know who he is."
"You're right you're not going to go beat him up. You lay a hand on them and I'll end you." She warned fiercely. "But I don't owe you a name, Neal. I don't even owe you this conversation. I came here to hear your apology and get it through your head that we're never going to get back together."
"Miss Swan." Emma heard Regina's voice behind her. She relaxed slightly and craned her neck to look at the woman. "Playing hooky from work again?"
When she went to answer, Neal cut in. "No. We were just talking." He said rather rudely.
Emma glared at him before she stood up. "Actually, we were done. I'll order my lunch to go." She assured the man and walked with the mayor to the bar. After they both ordered their to-go lunches, they stood off to the side and watched as Neal angrily left.
"What was that about?" Regina questioned her true love.
The sheriff grumbled. "Neal wanted to apologize for sending me to prison."
"That was… nice of him." The mayor said, guessing by Emma's tone that it wasn't.
She was right, because the blonde scoffed. "He just said that because he wants us back together. The flowers on that table were for me."
Regina glanced at the cheap looking pile of flowers and chuckled. "Maybe if he spent more than ten dollars on a bouquet then he'd have a better chance."
The savior scoffed. "Please. I told him he wasn't my type."
With a laugh Regina said, "That's an understatement."
Emma chuckled with her. "Well, I was playing on telling him the truth about myself, but it's rather crowded in here and he'd cause a scene. I kinda want to tell my mom before I tell anybody else." She smirked. "Speaking of my mother, how'd your lunch with her go yesterday?"
"It was productive." The older woman concluded. "We came to an agreement to put the past behind us."
The sheriff grinned happily. "See? I told you everything would be good."
"Not so fast, dear. She invited me and Henry for dinner at the loft Saturday." Regina said with a groan.
Emma found that rather amusing. "Aww, you and my mom are totally going to be bff's."
Ruby handed Regina her to-go order and before the mayor walked out, she leaned close to the sheriff and whispered, "Say that again and you won't get second base this Friday." She smirked and bit her lip seductively.
The savior groaned to herself as she watched the brunette's ass walk away.
"I'm not playing that ridiculous game." Regina said as her and Emma walked along the shore of Storybrooke. It was Friday night and the two had a lovely to-go meal from a local Chinese take-out place that was recently built. The couple ate it on the beach. Now they were walking along the waterline, letting their feet be soaked by the sea with each wave.
Emma laughed softly as she held both pairs of their shoes in one hand. "It's fun. Come on. It will help us get to know each other better."
"Until you ask a question I don't want to answer." The mayor pointed out.
The blonde rolled her eyes playfully. "Fine. We'll each get four veto's."
Regina nodded. "All right, but I reserve the right to end the game at any point."
"Fine." The sheriff relented. "Do you want to start or should I?"
"I'll start. What's your favorite color?" The older woman questioned.
Emma grinned. "Yellow."
Brown eyes rolled with a smile. "Of course. I should have known that."
The blonde chuckled. "My turn. What's your favorite food, besides anything healthy?"
"I'd have to say lamb chops are my favorite." Regina mused. "How many women and men have you been with?" She smirked.
"How do you mean?" The blonde asked.
"Sexually." Regina struggled out.
"Oh. Veto." Emma said easily.
The former queen raised an eyebrow. "That's unacceptable."
Emma laughed. "We both get four veto's. Why is that unacceptable?"
"Because that's something I should know before we enter into a relationship." Regina explained simply.
The savior scoffed. "You're just using that card so I'll tell you now. I can always tell you at a different time." Emma had no trouble telling her, but she wanted to get under the older woman's skin a bit.
"Fine, but just so you know, by not telling me I'm assuming it's a rather large number of men and women and that makes me not want to touch you." She said with finality.
"Twelve." Emma revealed. "Two guys, ten girls."
Regina's eyes widened. "Twelve? You've been with twelve people? That's worse than what number I was thinking!" She exclaimed.
The younger woman looked at her true love with conviction. "Twelve is not that many, Regina."
The brunette scoffed. "Twelve is ten more than I've been with, Miss Swan."
Green eyes widened this time. "You've only been with two men?"
"Where I come from, two is rather scandalous." The mayor declared. "I won't tell you how outrageous people would find twelve."
Emma smirked. "You're jealous." She observed.
"Of your common whores?" The former queen huffed. "I think not."
The savior's smirk merely widened. "Aw, baby, don't worry. You'll be the best no matter what." She teased.
Regina crossed her arms. "I believe it's your turn for a question, Sheriff."
"All right." Emma grinned when the older woman didn't deny her jealousy. "If I held your hand right now, would you allow it?"
The mayor blushed. "Yes." She admitted.
Emma reached for the woman's hand and tangled their fingers together. She felt butterflies at the feeling. "Your turn."
"Do you want more children?" The mayor asked the younger girl.
The blonde nodded. "Yeah, I would. If was a married and not in prison." She joked. "Same question. Would you want more kids?"
Regina smiled. "I'd like one more. Maybe two. It would be nice to experience raising a baby with someone." She confessed.
Emma grinned and squeezed her hand. "Okay. Next question. I know in the Enchanted Forest people probably didn't do this, but would you ever move in with someone before you were engaged or married to them?"
The mayor thought about it. She had never considered it before, never thought it was an option. "I don't know." She answered honestly. "How common is that in this world?"
"Pretty common." Emma told her. "I mean, some people wait to move in until they get engaged."
"If you live together when you're not married though then what's the point of marriage at all?" Regina asked.
The blonde paused for a moment. "Because marriage is more… final I guess. At least for me it is."
Regina furrowed her eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"Well, if I get married then I'll be married until I die. So whoever marries me is stuck for life." She said with a laugh.
The mayor chuckled as well. "That poor woman." She teased. "Whose turn is it now?"
"Yours."
"Okay. Did you have the birds and the bee's talk with Henry without me?" She interrogated. The woman had suspected that Emma had spoken with their son about the basics of sexual intercourse, because he was getting to the age, but neither Henry nor her true love had confirmed it.
Emma simply nodded. "Yes. We had the talk a couple weeks ago."
The older woman wasn't upset. Frankly she was rather relieved because she had no idea how to broach the subject with her child. "What did you say?"
"It's my turn, Madam Mayor." She teased.
Regina rolled her eyes. "Go ahead."
"Favorite movie."
The form queen snickered as she thought about it. "I doubt you heard of it because it's very old, but the Court Jester. It was made in 1955, before I even got to this world."
"We'll have to watch it together sometime." Emma suggested with a grin.
Regina looked at the blonde and nodded. "I suppose we will. Now, what did you say to Henry about sex?"
"Verbatim?" She asked and Regina nodded. "I said, 'Kid, sex is something that's meant to be between two people who love one another. There's oral sex and vaginal sex." Green eyes watched as the mayor cringed at her words. She laughed softly. "Both you're way too young for. But oral sex is when someone uses their mouth to please their significant other. The most traditional way to have sex is to penetrate. That's when a man inserts himself, his area, into the woman's area. That's how babies are made. There are ways to prevent pregnancies though, so when you're ready to have sex with a girl, promise to let me know about it. I'll buy you condoms and you'll need to learn how to properly put them on before you attempt to have sex'."
"Whoa." Regina said in angry tone. "You told our child that you would buy him condoms?"
"Regina, he's eleven. I told him that he wouldn't be doing that stuff until he was at least sixteen, but yes, I think that when the time comes we should educate him and take the proper action to prevent him from getting a girl pregnant." Emma explained.
The mayor growled. "No. He won't be having sex at all. Not when he's sixteen."
"This is the real world." Emma argued. "I don't necessarily want him to be having sex either, but I started having sex around that time and now a days if he makes it to sixteen, I call that a win." She shrugged.
Regina wasn't pleased. "He shouldn't even be considering sex until he's in love." She grumbled.
"And I told him that." The blonde guaranteed her. "He knows it's between two people who love one another. Come on, Regina, with how much he loves fairy tales, he's bound to be a hopeless romantic." She grinned.
The comment got a smile from the mayor. "Are you a romantic?"
Emma shook her head. "Oh no. It's my turn, sweet cheeks."
"Never call me that." Regina gave her a disapproving look.
"Cat or dog?" She asked.
"As a pet? Dog." The brunette revealed.
The sheriff was surprised. "Really?"
"Yes. Were you expecting a different answer?"
"Honestly, yeah. Since you were attacked by one when you were little." Emma stated her reasoning.
Regina nodded in understanding. "Yeah, that was unfortunate, but at least dogs will alert you to danger. Cats seem-"
"Like bitches?" Emma filled in with a laugh.
"For lack of a better word." The former queen agreed. "But I'm sure some are wonderful."
"Your turn." The younger woman reminded her.
The brunette cleared her throat. "Right. Are you a hopeless romantic?"
Emma shrugged. "I have my moments. What's your favorite book?"
The couple reached the end of the beach, so they turned around and started walking back towards the car. "Oliver Twist." Regina said.
"Boring."
Regina just rolled her eyes with a smile. "What's your favorite film?"
"Oh, tough one." Emma thought. "Probably the movie Pay It Forward."
"I've seen that." The mayor confessed. "That was a nice film. Tragic ending though." She commented.
The sheriff nodded. "Yeah, true. Favorite holiday?"
"Christmas, easily." The brunette admitted. "Are you into any strange things? Sexually, I mean?"
Emma blushed at the question. "Seriously?"
Regina shrugged, trying to hide her embarrassment. "I'd like to know beforehand. I should go ahead and tell you now that the whole 'golden shower' thing I read about seems absolutely repulsive and I will not participate in such an act."
The blonde started busting out laughing. "Oh my God. Where do you read this stuff?" She asked. "Don't worry, Regina. I'm not into anything too weird, but I would say I'm fairly open about sex."
"So no foot fetish or anything? Or some weird role-play fetish?"
"Well I'm going to lie to you. If you want to whip out some of those Queen dresses you use to wear and strut around in the bedroom with them, I'll totally go with that." She smirked and wiggled her eyebrows.
Regina chuckled and leaned against the blonde as they walked. "I'll keep that in mind. Your turn, dear."
"What's your love language?" Emma asked.
A perfectly arched eyebrow rose. "My what?"
The savior thought about how to explain it. "It's like… what makes you feel most loved. You know there's physical touch, quality time, words of affirmation, acts of service, and receiving gifts."
"Then I'm afraid I have no idea." Regina said honestly.
Emma's green's eyes sparkled with an idea. She released the mayor's hand and dug her phone out. "I got it. You're taking the online quiz."
Regina laughed. "There's a quiz?"
"Mhm." She Googled it and went to the website. She grinned at her date. "Ready to find out?"
The mayor nodded. "Sure." She chuckled at the younger woman's enthusiasm.
"Do you like to be hugged or receive notes of affirmation?"
The brunette thought it over. "I suppose notes would get tedious over time so I'll say being hugged."
The couple went on to answer thirty or so questions. "It's calculating." Emma informed her as they waited. "I must say I'm surprised some of your answers. You might be the same love language as me."
"What's your love language?" Regina asked curiously.
Emma laughed as if it were obviously. When she saw the genuine look of brown eyes she revealed it, "Physical touch. I tend to get handsy."
The mayor found that easy to believe. The blonde was rather affectionate. "I happen to enjoy that about you." She confessed with a blush.
Emma grinned before looking down at her phone. "Op. Looks like your love language is words of affirmation."
"So that means I enjoy hearing people express their love for me?" She asked.
The sheriff nodded. "Yeah, but it also means that you like when people verbally express their appreciation to you. Like, you know how after you eat dinner you do the dishes?" The older woman nodded. "Well, me and Henry always say thank you and it makes you feel appreciated doesn't it?"
Regina realized that it was true. She did enjoy hearing how much her son appreciated her. "Hm. So since your love language is physical touch, does that mean you want sex all the time?"
With a laugh, Emma shook her head. "No. I mean for someone whose love language is physical touch, sex is important but it really means that I feel most loved when I'm holding hands or getting a back rub at the end of the day or something of that caliber."
"Is it bad if that we have different love languages?" The former queen questioned.
"No." The blonde said with confidence. "As long as you let me touch you and I remember to tell you what a sexy mayor you are then we'll be good."
Regina laughed and reached down to tangle their finger together again. "You should take me home now." It was nearly 10:00pm. "Where does your mother think you're at?"
The couple walked to the parking lot towards the bug. "My dad told her that you were making me stay until I finished all my late paperwork." Emma smirked.
Brown eyes rolled. "Always the villain, aren't I?" She joked.
"Even when you're not." The sheriff smiled and kissed the older woman's cheek.
When they got to the car, Emma opened the passenger door for her date. Before the mayor slid into the bug, she gave the blonde a sweet and simple kiss. "Henry's at a sleepover. Play your cards right and you might be too." She winked.
Emma smirked and shut the door gently after her true love got in. She was suddenly eager to get to the mansion.
Regina and Emma kissed passionately as they blindly climbed the stairs. The brunette grabbed the lapels of the crimson leather jacket and yanked it off the other woman, throwing it somewhere along the staircase.
Emma's insatiable hands were feeling up the mayor's backside. She wasn't usually an ass woman, but her date had one hell of an ass. How could she not ravish it when she had the chance? She let out a guttural moan as Regina tongued her ear. Shivers ran across her body. They couldn't get to the master bedroom fast enough so the blonde slid her hands down strong thighs and lifted the woman off the ground.
"Oh." The brunette gasped in surprised and let out a silky chuckle before wrapping her arms around the younger woman's neck.
The sheriff easily carried the former queen up the stairs, but when they reached the second floor her blonde hair was tugged back and her lips were devoured.
Regina tangled their tongues together; one of her hands sneaking under the thin white tank top the savior was wearing. She rather enjoyed being carried by the blonde.
"Baby," Emma mumbled through and heated kiss, "bedroom." She backed the older woman up against the wooden door.
The brunette took the hint and reached behind her to open the door. With her weight resting against it, it flew open and the couple nearly toppled over until Emma somehow managed to straighten them up again. "Impressive." Regina smirked against swollen lips.
Emma smirked back and backed the older woman up to the bed. She laid her down and gazed at her disheveled purple blouse and hiked up black skirt. Her dark coffee hair was a wreck and her lipstick was smudge in a way that was becoming familiar for the sheriff. She licked her own bruised lips and lifted her shirt over her head before bending over the mayor and kissing her.
Regina barely had enough time to appreciate the pink bra but she was happy to let her hands wander the toned stomach and sides, moving to feel the muscles in the younger woman's arms. She broke the kiss and grinned devilishly. "These are rather sexy, Miss Swan."
The blonde chuckled darkly and nuzzled into the mayor's neck. "I'll show you how sexy they can be." She promised before she sucked harshly on Regina's pulse point. The former queen let out a slow groan of pleasure as she clawed Emma's biceps.
"Remember, no sex." The mayor sighed softly, eyes screwing shut.
Emma nodded and moved to lick down the brunette's throat. "I know."
Regina chuckled breathlessly. "I was reminding myself, dear!" Her sentenced hitched when her date nipped at her collarbone.
The sheriff laughed against tan skin. She licked the bite mark and sat up on her knees. Her hands grabbed the silk blouse Regina was wearing and pulled it out of the skirt. She started to unbutton the shirt.
"The bottoms stay on." Regina spoke when she felt cool fingers glide over her warm stomach. She was warm all over, her center aching.
Emma smirked as she looked down at the squirming woman. "Are you talking to me or yourself?" She was halfway done with the blouse and made sure to swirl her finger around a navel slowly. It elected a gasp from the mayor.
"You." Regina licked her lips, opening her eyes to watch the sheriff hovering over her. Her body wanted Emma's fingers to circle more than her navel. "Because I'm going to tell you to fuck me soon."
The savior growled, the sound of her true love cursing only making her pussy wet. She bit her lip as a grey bra with white polka dots came into view. "I'm supposed to say no to that?" She pushed the blouse off the woman's shoulders and took in the flawless sight before her. How could Regina expect her to deny such a beautiful sight? The mayor's torso was straining and she could see the erratic breathing.
Regina nodded, unable to speak when Emma's hands grabbed her breasts through the thin bra and lightly felt them. It had been so long since she was touched like that. "Yes!" She hissed and gripped the younger girls face before crashing their lips together.
Emma released a strangled moan and sucked on the mayor's tongue. Her hands slipped under the thin bra without permission and she took a hardened nipple between her fingertips.
"Fuck!" The brunette whimpered, throwing her head back. "Fuck me." She eagerly begged. "Baby, fuck me."
The sheriff knew she couldn't say yes, but lord it was harder to do then she thought. "I can't, baby." She sighed, but tweaked the nipples in her hands. The woman's breasts were the best things she had felt in a while. "Who knew the uptight mayor had such a filthy mouth?" She teased.
Regina chewed desperately on her bottom lip. She let out a breathless gasp as her nipples got abused. "If you would fuck me, you'd see just how tight I am."
"Jesus Christ!" Emma growled when she felt hands slide up her stomach and under her bra.
Now, Regina had never touched another woman's breasts before, but she found the reaction she got to be a good sign. She trapped the hardened nipple between her thumb and index finger. "You feel so good, Emma." She confessed.
Emma grinded her hips down before she came to her senses and pulled off the mayor. She stood up and closed her eyes. The room was too hot, her body was thumping with arousal and she couldn't catch her breath. "Gotta… cool down." She explained, feeling her crotch scream at her for the torture. She groaned and attempted to calm herself down.
Regina remained on the bed, breasts barely covered and feeling the cold air hit her the second Emma pulled away. She licked her lips as she caught her breath. She was thankful the savior had stopped them because she was ready to go all in. She couldn't think of reasons to stop them, but she was starting to remember. They weren't officially dating and Regina still had a lot of research to do before she felt comfortable returning the favor to her true love. She wanted to be able to live up to the other twelve Emma had slept with. She wanted to be better than all of them, but she didn't know how.
"Thank you for stopping it." The brunette smiled, embarrassed at how desperate she sounded earlier.
Emma smirked from across the room. "I nearly couldn't, so watch yourself Madam Mayor." She teased and didn't even try to hide her appreciation of the half naked woman.
Regina laughed huskily and did magic to change her into her pajamas. "Are you still staying the night or can you not control yourself?"
The sheriff scoffed. "That's rich coming from the woman who was pleading with me to fuck her." She grinned.
Brown eyes rolled. "Just get in the bed, Swan."
"Let me text my dad and tell him I'll be staying at Hook's." She laughed. Once she texted him, Emma slipped her white tank top on and changed into a pair of work out shorts Regina owned
The couple settled into the bed with Regina resting her head on Emma's chest. "Hey, baby?" The blonde asked after several sleepless minutes.
Regina's arm was around the younger woman's waist. She tightened her hold and smiled softly into the darkness. "Yeah?"
"I want you to be my girlfriend." Emma whispered quietly.
Chestnut hair lifted off her chest and they made eye contact. "Are you asking?"
Emma nodded. "Yeah. What'd you say? Think you want to be my girlfriend?"
The mayor smiled widely and kissed the blonde woman tenderly. "I'd like that."
Things were getting heated there for a moment ;) Snow & Regina reached peace, but we'll see if that lasts when Snow White finds out about Emma's relationship with her. Neal will continue to be a pain in the ass for a while longer, but you won't always hate him. Lol. Next chapter will be up Thursday! Review & favorite. Love you guys!