A/N: Hello, guys! Sorry for the long wait! I've been busy lately, so I couldn't spend much time writing. English is not my first language, so be patient. All mistakes are mine.
I hope you like it!
"That smells good."
Regina lifted an eyebrow, mocking the sheriff despite the pleasant flips she felt in her stomach.
"Of course it does. I am the one whom is cooking it, after all." The brunette chuckled as Emma rolled her eyes. "Could you check the sauce for me, dear?"
Emma placed her wine glass on top of the counter before walking around it. She stopped in front of the stove, right next to the mayor. They were so close that their shoulders brushed lightly as the blonde woman lifted the wooden spoon and dripped a little on the back of her hand.
She moaned loudly as she closed her eyes. "This tastes like heaven! You'd be a great wife."
"I appreciate the comment, Emma, but I asked you to make sure that the sauce wouldn't burn. Now, take your hands out of my food!"
Regina nudged the sheriff's shoulder and playfully pushed her aside. The woman lowered the flame and mixed the sauce. She smelled it then, just like Emma, tasted it. She hummed in appreciation then put a bit of oregano on it.
"Ok. You'd be a terrible wife." Emma rolled her eyes. "But you still are a great cook. What's your secret?"
"It's all in the condiments, dear. Onions, garlic, pepper, pot…" The mayor grinned deviously, which caused the blonde to laugh.
"Oh wow… Did you just make a joke? I didn't know you knew how to do that."
The brunette smirked to her then pursed her lips. She looked at the blonde standing next to her.
"I really don't understand why people relate being a wife to being a good cook."
Emma furrowed her brows in thought. She reached for her glass and took a sip.
"Well… I guess that's because usually is the mom who takes responsibility on preparing the food for the family. And raising the children. And keeping the house clean and the laundry done."
"That's sexist." The brunette pointed out as she moved toward the fridge.
Emma shrugged then stole a tomato piece from the salad bowl.
"You were forced into a marriage in a land ruled mostly by man."
Dark eyes pierced the younger woman with a mortal gaze. "What's your point, Miss Swan?"
The sheriff shifted her weight uncomfortably from foot to foot, as she realized how rude she had sounded.
"I thought… Well… That you would comprehend the social role of the woman in a sexist society based on your experience…"
Regina arched both brows in surprise. "My, my… I didn't know you were capable of sound so intelligent, dear!" She then narrowed her eyes at Emma again and her tone was serious. "And I do know what a wife should represent and how she should behave. That doesn't mean I fully agree with all of it. Must I remember you that I ruled the kingdom alone after Snow's father died?"
"So you are a feminist?" The blonde asked out of curiosity. The mayor chuckled then took a sip from her own glass.
"Not exactly. I don't like either extremes. I think the mother has an important role in a child's life. But also has the father."
The woman thought back to when Henry was growing up and how important David had been to him after he got in puberty. She would never admit it aloud, but she was grateful to have the man in her son's life.
"So why didn't you marry again?"
"Because I don't need a man. And I would never involve myself with someone if I didn't desire to do so. Henry has plenty men around him now to help with that. Also, he grew up just fine without a father."
The answer was dismissive, but Emma could understand what lay behind that. The older woman had endured enough of loveless relationships to be trapped in something like that again. Green eyes stared full of admiration at the woman who had just finished cooking their dinner.
"So… You don't need them for anything?"
Despite having her back turned to the sheriff, Regina was more than sure that the woman wore a mischievous smile on her smug face.
"That's right, dear."
The blonde chuckled in response. "You're a badass. That's kinda cool."
"And you are making too much compliments tonight. I won't let you drink anymore."
Emma simply rolled her eyes and took a long sip of her drink, just to fill her glass again. The brunette woman glanced over her shoulder to watch the motion then shook her head as the bell rang.
"Are you ready?" Emma asked.
"When am I not, dear?" She smirked as she took off her apron.
"Good point."
*Once Upon a Fae*
"Wow! This place is huge!" Kenzi exclaimed as she looked around the foyer. "Do you clean it all by yourself?"
"Actually, yes. But it almost cleans itself." Regina offered the girl her best polite smile.
The mayor led the group to the dining room and, after everybody accommodated on their seats, she asked Emma to help her with the dishes. Everybody remained in an awkward silence until Kenzi spoke.
"So… This entire town is a Fae place?"
"Well, everybody who lives here is a fairytale character." Ruby explained as she took a bite from her lasagna. Emma had insisted that it was better to have her around, in case the visitors caused any disturbance, so there she was (much to her and Regina's discomfort).
"Man! That's…" Kenzi was amazed. Her features were light as she looked like a child on a playground. "So, who are you?" Her blue eyes sparkled with excitement as she looked at Ruby, who laughed at the childish behavior.
"Little Red Riding Hood."
"And you are a werewolf?" Dyson asked in a skeptical tone.
The woman merely shrugged and sipped her wine. "It's a family thing."
"What about you?" Bo smiled at Emma, causing the blonde to blush.
"I'm not in the books." The sheriff took a sip of her drink then glanced at Regina.
"Oh?" The woman dressed in leather sounded slightly disappointed.
"She's Snow White's daughter." The mayor answered and Emma narrowed her eyes at the her.
"Snow White has a daughter?" Kenzi asked with curiosity. "That's new!"
"Yeah. It was a shock for me too." Emma sighed at the same time Ruby let out a chuckle. Even after all this time, the sheriff still didn't like to talk about how she met her parents and the memories of her childhood still hurt.
Bo could see it on the blonde's features. She recognized the loneliness, the suffering behind that look. They locked gazes and hold the moment between them, oblivious that everybody else at the table were staring at them. It was just when Regina cleared her throat that they snapped out from their moment and looked at her.
"What about you? Bo? Do you have a last name?"
"Dennis." She looked straight at the mayor's eyes and held her gaze.
"What kind of Fae are you?" Regina leaned in, refusing to break the staring contest that settled between her and the stranger. She studied the woman in leather clothes and remembered of her outfits back at the Enchanted Forest with a wicked smile.
"I'm a succubus." Bo answered calmly.
"Really?" Regina asked in genuine surprise. "May I ask you to show me your power?"
Bo immediately backed off and arched both brows. "I'm sorry. What?"
The mayor wiped the corners of her lips.
"I'm sorry if I was rude. I'm just curious about the nature of your powers. You see, back in my land, I've always heard about this fantastic creature that was able to control entire armies without making a single effort. It is fascinating, to me, to finally meet a real succubus."
"What do they do?" Emma cut in.
"I feed of sexual chi." Bo answered, a malicious smile spreading over her face as she stared straight to the blonde woman.
"And…" Regina cut in and caused both women to look at her. "If the stories I've heard are real, you also can influence people. Is that right?"
Bo glanced at Dyson then at Kenzi.
"Yes."
"Please, can you demonstrate?"
The woman took a sip from her drink then nodded.
They stood up as everybody shifted on their seats to look at them. Dyson exchanged a nervous look with Kenzi before they looked at the two women at the head of the table.
Bo touched Regina's hand, their eyes firm on each other's. The former queen felt a brief dizziness that was soon replaced by an intense desire to kiss the other brunette. She wanted to please the woman who touched her hand. She felt like she would do anything to feel the pleasure on her hand spreading all over her body.
That simple touch was enough to make the mayor so wet that she was sure her underwear would have to be replaced immediately after the end of that little show. Bo's dark brown eyes turned into bright blue orbs as Regina tried to fight against her desire, but it was useless. She stared at the other woman's lips and parted her own. A low moan escaped from her as she craved for the succubus kiss.
When their mouths met, Regina groaned in pleasure. It was the most amazing thing she had ever experienced. She felt magic boiling inside her, the heat spreading from her sex and hand to the rest of her body. She felt her walls tightening and the wave of pleasure cursing through her.
Even after Bo broke the kiss, the mayor still felt her lust increasing. She opened her eyes and was in absolute shock to see a dark purple smoke being drained from her open mouth to Bo's, whose eyes were now the same color as wine.
When the stranger stepped back, the former queen felt empty. She wanted more from the other woman. She craved for her lips and her touch more than anything she had ever desired. She was ashamed for almost cumin with just that kiss in front of so many people.
Regina cleared her throat and ran shaking fingers through her short hair.
"Well, thank you. That was indeed very interesting."
"Thank you." Bo answered with a lazy smile. "I didn't even realize that I was hungry."
Regina frowned at those words, but just nodded.
"If you excuse me, I have to use the restroom."
The mayor left the room without looking at the other people in there and wondered what the hell had just happened.
*Once Upon a Fae*
"So…" Emma started as she handed a plate to Regina. "That was quite a kiss."
"Hm."
The mayor absently put the object in the washing machine before she leaned her back against the counter. She folded her arms over her chest.
"It was nothing special."
"Liar." The blonde chuckled at the sight of the mayor's pinkish cheeks. "Not judging. I just didn't know you were into women." The sheriff shrugged.
When she remembered the events that happened earlier that night, Emma caught herself deep in thought and mixed feelings: the sight of Regina kissing another woman made the blonde both aroused and uncomfortable.
The image of the mayor's tongue caressing Bo's lips crossed the sheriff's mind and she wondered what would be like to have Regina's body flush against her own and those sinful lips against her skin.
As if reading Emma's thoughts, the brunette licked her lips then bit the lower one. The younger woman couldn't help but repeat the motion and step closer to the mayor.
"That woman… We need to be careful while they are around." Regina stated as she looked at the sheriff. "She's powerful. I hate to admit this, but I was barely able to contain myself."
A loud sigh escaped from her as an indication how tired she felt. Take care of Storybrooke had proved to become harder each and every day.
"What do you mean?' Emma frowned at the admission.
"She feeds from sexual chi, as she explained earlier." The mayor paused as she thought about the importance of that knowledge. "She can make someone to feel such desire and lust capable of drive the person crazy. She could make anyone to do anything she wanted them to, just by sexual control."
The sheriff nodded. If Regina felt controlled like that, then Bo could eventually be a problem. A huge, sexy one…
They locked gazes and Emma felt a wave of desire ran through her body. She remembered the kiss yet again and stepped towards the brunette. The taller woman placed both hands on the counter and trapped the older one. She didn't know why, but in that moment all the blonde wanted to do was to taste those provocative red lips.
Regina's heartbeat fasted up in her chest. She held her breathe when she realized how close the other woman was. She wanted to snap at her, to protest, to avoid the woman's advances. However, she also wanted Emma so hard in that moment that she couldn't find a way to stop the blonde.
The sheriff leaned in slowly. Her breathe caressed the mayor's neck. Her lips brushed lightly against the olive skin. Regina shrived and painfully restrained a moan.
"Did you like that?" The husky whisper hit the brunette straight into her core. The older woman shut her eyes closed and gripped the counter.
"Yes." Regina's voice was low, unintentionally provocative. She didn't understand why she acted like that. She fought against the growing desire inside her, but Emma stepped even closer. The blonde brushed her thighs against Regina's and, for a moment, the mayor considered let the Savior move forward. After all, she had been having dreams and all kinds of inappropriate thoughts about Emma lately.
She gasped when the tip of the blonde's tongue slowly traveled from her pulse point to her earlobe. The sheriff's hands kindly touched the brunette's arms, her fingertips slowly coming up to the mayor's shoulders.
"And do you like this?"
Regina moaned loudly when the blonde nipped her neck and let her arms fall at her sides in redemption.
"Yes." Her sultry tone revealed how hard she found to talk.
"Do you want me to stop?"
The woman sucked hard and smiled when the brunette shifted and exposed more of her neck to the sheriff.
"Why are you doing this, Emma?" She managed to speak.
"I don't know… I've being thinking a lot about you lately, you know?"
"Yes…" It was too hard to keep her mind working when Emma slipped a thigh in between her legs and placed a hand on her hip. The sheriff rubbed a thumb on her stomach over her shirt.
"Tell me what to do." Emma nipped her earlobe and slowly moved her hips forward, pressing herself against Regina.
The mayor put her hands on the blonde's shoulders and gently pushed the woman away.
"I think you should go."
Emma blinked at her, confused by the woman's reaction.
"Why?"
"Just go. Please."
The hurt and rejection were obvious on the Sheriff's features as she nodded. The blonde turned on her heels and walked out of the mansion without another word.
*Once Upon a Fae*
Idiot! Stupid! Asshole!
Emma drove back to the loft, grateful that she didn't have to share it with her parents anymore. It would be too much for her to have Snow asking her what was wrong with her that night. Thankfully, it would be only her and the kid.
The sheriff expected to find Henry snorting at the couch when she arrived. However, what she found was way beyond anything she could have imagined.
In fact, her son was on the couch. Without a shirt. With a girl.
"What the fuck?" The blonde woman nearly screamed.
"Ma! What are you doing here?" The teen's cheeks were bright red while he sat up on the couch away from the girl. He looked around to find his shirt.
"It's almost midnight Henry! Where else would I be?" The sheriff tossed the shirt to her son and glared at both teens.
Silence grew around the room for several minutes before Emma pointed to the girl.
"You come with me. And you…" She then pointed to Henry and growled her next words. "You go to bed. We'll talk later."
It was weird to see his birthmother acting like that, but the boy didn't protest.
Without saying a thing, Emma drove Ava back to her house. The sheriff avoided causing a scene and made an excuse to save the girl from a lecture from her dad. The girl looked very grateful at her, but the blonde shot her a warning look that meant they would talk another time.
Emma drove around the town for a very long time before she finally headed back home.
She didn't get much sleep that night, though.
She played that evening over and over again in her head.
What the hell was she thinking? Why Regina acted like that?
The more she thought about it, more disturbed she became.
There was something very wrong going on in Storybrooke, and she would find out what that was. For the sake of her sanity. And for the sake of her relationship with Regina.