CHAPTER SUMMARY: In "Swan Queen and Internet Lingo", Emma arrives at Regina's office delivering breakfast and Regina decides to ask Emma in helping her to better understand Internet abbreviations. Established Swan Queen.

RATED: T

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Swan Queen and Internet Lingo

"Regina, what's the matter?" Emma Swan put her coffee cup down and removed Regina's from the cardboard tray she got at the coffee shop. "A cup of coffee, cream, no sugar... and an egg white and cheddar muffin, no sausage or bacon whatsoever because Mayor My-body-is-a-temple-Miss-Swan-and-I-refuse-to-clog-my-arteries does not want 'greasy breakfast meat'."

"Cholesterol is a very real thing, Emma." Regina eyed Emma's sandwich appallingly as the blonde revealed a breakfast muffin with twice the meat.

"What? I told her just to tack your meat onto mine. You're paying for it anyway." Emma dropped herself into a guest chair in front of the mayor's desk and took a big bite. Swallowing half the portion in her mouth, she mumbles. "So what's got you so confused? You're looking at your computer like it just farted."

Regina, used to the sheriff's sense of humor by now, just rolled her eyes and shook her head with a whisper of a smile. "Internet language. It is as if no one speaks English anymore." Regina's eyes squinted at the screen. "Like for instance... what does ROFL mean?"

"You don't know what ROFL means?"

"We were in a curse for 28 years." Noticing the pointed look from her chewing sheriff, she glared back, "Admittedly, one that I created. Fine." Opening her sandwich wrapper, the brunette asked, "So... do you know what ROFL stands for?"

Holding a serious face, Emma quickly filled her mouth after answering to keep from giggling, "Running on freaky love."

Regina halted her breakfast at her lips. "What?" She blinked at the screen. "No, it can't be. Why would your mother email me that?"

Emma smiled into her coffee cup as Regina clicked through other messages with her mouse.

"What about..." Taking a dainty bite of her breakfast, Regina pointed with her pen, "...WTF?"

"It means, what's this for?"

"Oh, I could probably use that one a lot," Regina grinned smugly.

"Do. A lot." Emma knew she was being a bit of a brat but after the usual teasing she got from Regina, she'd correct her. Later before she left. Maybe. No, she would. Otherwise, she'd probably get a fireball to the butt.

"And TBH?"

"To be horny..."

Regina's pen stopped mid scribble and she gave Emma a sidelong glance. "You're mocking me." The blonde's only reply was to stare her in the eyes over the rim of her coffee cup and Regina could clearly see the mischief in them. "And YOLO?"

Her joke discovered, Emma grinned naughtily at Regina and teased, "You obviously love oral."

"Emma..." shaking her head, Regina abandoned her breakfast, stood up and rounded her desk to stand in front of the blonde. She leaned against it and pegged Emma with a sexy stare. "What am I going to do with you, Sheriff?" Regina took off her shoe and ran her stocking clad foot up and down Emma's thigh.

"Um... YOLO. Please, YOLO?"

Emma gulped as Regina crooked a finger at her to come closer and Emma did, setting her breakfast down on the desk as far away from them as she could. The mayor began to unbuckle her trousers and locked her door with magic. When her pants were unbuttoned, she placed Emma's hands at the waistband with a nonverbal instruction to rid her of them.

As the mayor grasped Emma's collar to bring her lips closer, she asked, "And OTP? What does OTP mean?"

Emma smiled as her lips drew near and she felt Regina's hands move from her collar to her shoulders where she knew she would feel pressure after a heady kiss to push her mouth right where Regina wanted it. Emma brushed the tip of Regina's nose with her own tenderly. "Us."