A short little drabble. The usual disclaimers.

"I think I remember now." said Regina Mills as she took a sip of cider. "If I recall, they were very impressive..."

"I do not know what you are talking about, Your Highness...," replied Emma Swan, feigning ignorance.

"Our very first meeting. Before Henry. Your little trip in the past added new mammaries...errr...memories to my mind..."

Emma did all she could not to giggle at the slip-up. "So, my decolletage was...you said impressive..."

"Very much, Ms. Swan. And I see the more things change, the more they..." Regina licked her lips at the massive pieces of landthe Savior was sporting. "...stayed the same..."

Emma moved closer into Regina's space. "Exactly what are you saying, Regina..."

"Just...that...well..."

"What, what do I have to do to taste this woman's...forbidden....fruit." That last word more of an invitation the Evil Queen than anything else.

"Well, Savior, if you put it that way..."

"And, if you remember, all you to do is ask..."

"So...?"

Emma quickly pulled her t-shirt off, There was no bra or anything else that would be a barrier. "And the answer, Your Highness, would be hell yeah."

To which Regina quickly moved forward and kissed her Savior on the lips. Hard. With tongue. A tongue that moved slowly down past Emma neck to that point where the Evil Queen was, indeed, tasting the Saviors...shall we say, cantaloupes.

And as Emma's head threw back in reverie, all she could think of was, maybe giving that Outlaw his wife back wasn't such a bad idea after all...

THE END