A/N: I do not own OUAT.
Sorry for the long wait. I have been dealing with a serious case of writers block. I hope I can overcome it soon, and update all my fics. Please be patient :)
This is a shorter chapter then others, but I hope you like it.
Repeated knocking against the door woke Emma up this morning. The rough raping of knuckles against hard wood, pounding through her ear canals.. Emma grudgingly pulled herself off the couch she fell asleep on last night.. She walked halfway to the door before realizing she forgot something…or someone.
"Max!"
Emma threw open the front door without looking at whoever was there. She stormed back through the apartment, glancing around her bedroom.
"Max?" Emma called out, searching for her missing Kitten. She crawled on her hands and knees, looking under her bed. Her eyes were glazed slightly over, worried for the kitten she grown to love.
"Uhm Miss Swan?"
Regina.
Her usual tone was replaced with something filled with concern. Emma snapped her head around, catching the Mayors eyes. Regina stood in the doorway, hands placed on her hips. Her eyebrows arched in a perfect glare.
Fuck she looks hot.
"Oh Hey Regina.." She smiled sheepishly, pulling herself off the ground.
"Who is Max?"
Meow.
"Fuck! Where is that Kitten." Emma whipped her head around, trying to find the source of the sound. Finding none.
"Miss Swan?"
"She is In my care for only a few days and I lost her!"
"Miss—"
"I CANT FUCKING BELIEVE IT"
"EMMA!"
Emma stopped moving and shouting, once again looking at the Mayor.
"What?" Emma honestly didn't care about what Regina had to complain about. She was only worried for the tiny fur ball, who seemed to be lost in the apartment.
Regina stepped forward, only an inch away from the Blonde. She slowly wrapped her arms around her neck, placing her hands at the back of Emma's neck.
Oh my fucking god. What is she doing? I do not think I am mentally prepared for this. Her lips look so soft and inviting.. Emma was practically freaking out.
Regina smiled softly at the Sheriff.
Emma took in account the small pink blush that spread upon the Mayors cheeks. Her forearms lay on Emma's shoulders, unintentionally pulling her closer.
Kiss me before I die.. or faint. Did is get hot in here?.. Emma thought hopefully to herself.
Regina lifted a weight that Emma didn't know was there from the back of her sweater. Her lips dangerously close the Sheriffs.
Meow.
"Max!" Emma exclaimed, watching as Regina pulled out the kitten from behind her back. Out of her sweater hood. The small fur ball blinked up at the mayor, before turning towards the Blonde.
Meow.
Emma reached out, plucking the kitten from Regina's hands. Throwing Max against her chest, holding her close. Max instantly cuddled further against Emma, soaking up the attention she was getting.
"Do not scare me like that again, Young Lady!" Emma scolded, kissing the top of the kittens head.
"Miss Swan… are you crying?" Regina once again stepping into Emma's personal space. Reaching up to quickly wipe away the silent tears falling from Emma's face. Realizing what she done, Regina backed away from the crying Sheriff.
"No definitely not Madam Mayor.. There is just a small branch in my eye… No biggie" Emma sniffles, rocking the kitten back and forth.
Emma placed Max in her cleavage, smiling when she immediately closed her emerald eyes similar to the blondes. A soft purring rolling out from her mouth as she settled down. Emma stared at the kitten, watching her nose twitch as her whiskers came in contact with the skin of Emma's chest.
She must have been standing there, rocking the kitten back and forth for a long period of time.. when Regina finally pulled her out of her trance.
"Uh Miss Swan?"
Emma hummed in acknowledgment, not bring her eyes up to meet the brunette.
Regina stepped closer, placing a finger under the blondes chin. Lifting Emma's eyes to meet her own.
Emerald green eyes met mocha brown.
Regina scanned over the blondes features, seeing the eyes glazed over and wild. Concern unexpectedly flooded over the Mayor, crashing into her like a tidal wave. Regina tried to shake the feeling, but no matter how hard she tried the need to hold the blonde sheriff was overwhelming..and too hard to ignore.
So she leaned in.
Regina leaned in wrapping her arms around Emma's back, being careful of the kitten tucked in the blondes chest. She pulled her closer, having the sheriff flush against her.
Emma stiffened at first, not knowing what was going on. The smell of flowers and cinnamon with a hint of apples from the Mayors perfume instantly relaxed her. Emma, with her hands still placed on her own chest, leaned into the embrace. Placing her head in the crook of Regina's neck. Emma felt Regina's hand run up and down her back, creating a soothing pattern.
Why is she doing this… Fuck! Does she like me? Emma thought to herself.
The thump of Regina's heartbeat stayed in tune with Emma's. Regina, seeing the blonde reacting so emotionally, made her heart clench. She has only seen Emma look so distraught and worried when Henry was trapped in the mines…. and for a brief second when she was with Tinkerbell.
But why did she look so sad when I was with Tinkerbell… No she cant.. Regina battled the thoughts in her head.
Emma pulled her head out of the crook of Regina's neck, slowly opening her eyes. Regina's arms uncontrollably tightened slightly around her...afraid to loose contact.
The Sheriff stared deeply into the Mayor's eyes, getting lost in Mocha depths. Unconsciously biting her lower lip between white teeth.
Both afraid of the feelings that were buried deep in the pits of their stomachs. Both wanting to have those feelings rise and completely consume them.
"Miss Swan.." Regina whispered, her warm breath washing over the Blondes face. Sending a shiver right down Emma's back. She leaned in a little closer, her gaze shifting to Emma's lips.
"Regina…" The name fell out of the Sheriffs mouth in a breath of air. Emma lifted one hand away from the kitten, moving it to the top of the Mayors chest. Feeling her wild heartbeat against her palm, before moving it up to her neck. Their lips only inches apart, warm breaths slightly blowing onto one another.
Please lean in… I do not think I can do it myself. Emma begged, trying to will Regina to make that final step. To close the gap between them.
Meow.
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