"I understand." Emma said, with a low voice nearly shy. There, there, still lying in bed, their legs entwined in a comfortable embrace. "And what would that be, Emma?" She asked, her voice barely a whisper.

"Why we didn't have sex last night." She looked at Regina with a mixture of longing and sadness in her eyes. "I mean, making out was hot and heavy, but I understand if you're not ready."

"It's not about not being ready, Emma; I want you. But this, this needs trust, and I am still recuperating from seeing you with this filth." Regina started to move her hand towards Emma's belly, feeling her abs. Her skin was vibrating under her touch, and Emma's breath caught in her throat. She moved towards her core and started to play with her fingers on her hipbones, tracing delicate patterns on her skin. The sensations were overwhelming, sending shivers down Emma's spine. Her whole body was alive with pleasure.

"You are a tease, my Queen." Emma's words hung in the air as she smirked mischievously. Regina just chuckled and continued to run her fingers along Emma's skin. She knew exactly how to drive Emma wild. The anticipation was almost too much for Emma to handle.

"Please, don't stop. Do you have any idea how wet I am for you?" Regina's eyes grew wide with this statement of Emma. She could feel the heat rising between them, and she knew that once going there, there would not be a way back; she would devour Emma, probably for hours. She was drawn to Emma in a way that she had never experienced before.

"Emma." She whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. The feeling was overwhelming and consuming, but she had to resist it. After all, she wanted to be conquered; she wanted to know that she belonged to Emma as much as Emma belonged to her.

"Regina, tell me what you want. Tell me what you want, and it's yours." Emma moved closer to their nearly naked bodies touching. Regina insisted last night that they would stay in their underwear, more likely not to have sex if there was some kind of fabric in between them. But the sight of Regina in her black lacy lingerie was too much.

"Emma, go and get us breakfast. I'll be waiting for you here." Regina had that killer smile on her face, and Emma felt a rush of desire wash over her. You have got to be kidding me, now? Emma thought to herself.

"I see what you are doing; that's torture, woman. You know that I could get myself killed driving like this? But fine, I'll play your game." Emma stood up slowly, and she could feel Regina's eyes on her body; the room smelled of promises and home.

"What do you want to eat? Anything special?" Emma turned around looking at Regina, only to find her touching herself in a way that made Emma's breath catch in her throat. Emma kept looking; she couldn't look away. It was too damn sexy, the way Regina would breathe, the way her body was moving. Emma felt a sudden heat rush through her body, making her heart race faster than ever before.

"God, this is torture!" Regina smiled; she wanted Emma to be tortured; she wanted her to go insane; after all, she wanted some sort of revenge.

"You have to go, Emma; breakfast is not arriving by itself. Besides, I have a busy day ahead of me, and I can't waste any more time on you." Regina moaned and moved faster; her hand was touching her nipple. Emma started to sweat out of adrenaline; she felt her body; her mind was racing.

"I, please I. God. Ugh. Fine, I will go. This isn't the end of this, I promise you that." Emma smiled wickedly as she poofed herself away. Regina looked at the smoke, knowing that the game they played was far from over. Emma may have left, but her presence lingered like a promise of future desires and, dare she think it, hope.

"Oh Emma, oh Em-ma." She moaned over and over again as she came hard; she wanted Emma's touch. She desired it over everything else; soon, she thought, soon

Emma found herself in Grannies Dinner; nowadays people wouldn't even look anymore when she would appear clouded by smoke like this. "Emma!" Reds's voice was hearable over the whole dinner. Emma walked towards the counter, leaning on the edge; she still felt her whole body vibrating. The thought of Regina in her bed drove her insane; she could still see her touching herself while she looked into Emma's eyes. It was a memory that Emma knew would stay with her forever.

"Hey, Red! I would like to order breakfast. The usual for me and whatever Regina takes normally. Plus a double espresso black, no sugar." Stretching herself, Emma thought that this might help to ease the tension, but it also triggered Red's curiosity.

"You seem exhausted. Anything happen last night?" Red had a sheepish smile on her face, leaning on the counter, mirroring Emma.

"Not really, just had trouble sleeping," Emma replied with a forced smile. "I'm fine, though." Red raised an eyebrow, not convinced by Emma's response.

"You can tell me if something's bothering you, you know." Emma looked down at her hands, unsure of what to say. "I am kind of in a hurry; I have a meeting with Regina, and you know how she is when I am late. Also, I need to organize something before I go. Do you think the breakfast would be ready while I organize something? I could be back in 10 minutes or so. Can you please make sure the breakfast is ready by then?"

Red leaned her head towards her shoulder, smiling wickedly. "My, my, she has you under her spell alright. Sue, I can argange that, no worries!"

And with that said, Emma disappeared in smoke and poofed herself to a store she hoped no one would see her at; the only sex shop in town was on the edge of town, a black little thing with a rather large entourage of toys.

She knew exactly what she wanted, a toy both could enjoy. The only problem was that she feared how much Regina could torture her with this, but then again, what excitement would await her.

A fewe moments later she appeared in the dinner, Red had breakfast redy as promised. Emma thanked her paid up and left.

Regina made her way downstairs to the kitchen; she had taken a rather cold shower after the hated morning she had. She was pleasantly surprised; Emma was already preparing breakfast, placing the food she took from the dinner on the table. Regina noticed a small package on the counter; she walked towards it. Emma looked at her smiling, looking at every aspect of Regina's body. "What's that?" Regina asked with a smile on her face.

"That's my way of giving you some control over me even when we are not together." Emma's eyes were locked on Regina. "But first, let's have breakfast, since it was so important to you. I know you have no problem waiting for something." Emma's smile would definitely kill Regina at some point, she thought to herself.