"Honey- Regina- we don't-" Emma closed her eyes and groaned as Regina licked her way up her throat. "We don't have time. The meeting is starting in a few minutes."

"We have enough time," Regina argued, scraping her teeth down Emma's jaw. "Sidney will warn us when they're ready for us. Besides, you owe me a few orgasms from last night."

"I owe you? You wouldn't let me touch you! I tried-"

"Stop talking, more touching," Regina ordered.

She lay hot, open mouth kisses along Emma's throat, bringing the woman's hands up to the buttons on her blouse. Emma groaned, and even though she knew this was a horrible idea, she gave in. There was no way she could resist when Regina was demanding to be touched.

Emma lunged forward, hands moving to grip the Mayor's strong arms and pulling her close. She plunged her tongue into Regina's mouth, letting the woman guide them backwards until Emma was seated on her desk. She spread her thighs, pulling Regina in the circle of her legs and locking her ankles behind the standing woman. Normally, Emma would drag things out, stroking and teasing her lover until Regina was begging for (or demanding) release. Unfortunately, there was no time for that today, so Emma moved her right hand down, pressing it between Regina's thighs. She moaned loudly into the woman's mouth when her hand was met with warm, slick heat. Regina wasn't wearing underwear.

"Fuck, baby," Emma mumbled against her mouth.

"That is the idea-"

Regina was cut off by the sound of her office door opening.

"Madam Mayor, the meeting-"

Regina had just enough sense to slam the door shut with the wave of her hand, Emma yelping and jumping away as soon as Sidney opened the door. She stood panting, eyes as wide as saucers.

"Fuck!"

Regina, calm as always, ignored Emma's outburst. She simply smoothed out her skirt, rebuttoned her blouse, and flipped her hair back into place.

"I told you we didn't have time!"

"We can sit here and argue or you can join me for a town meeting, Sheriff."

Emma watched, flabbergasted, as Regina walked out with poise. Meanwhile, she was left stumbling behind and hoping no one noticed the smell of sex on her hands. Emma burst into the room seconds behind Regina, turning red when everyone turned to look at her. She mumbled an apology and took a seat at the back, sinking down slightly in her chair.

Town council meetings were hell. They were held every month in a small conference room with the elected members that made up Storybrooke's town committee. There were only twelve people, but they were representing the entire town, and the members took their duty seriously. Right now it was only Regina speaking, but soon would come their turn and they would talk incessantly. Emma always dreaded it. It was boring as hell, and Emma often drifted off into space, which ultimately ended up with her picturing Regina naked and in various positions around the room.

Today was no different. It was torture watching her probably-still-soaked girlfriend walk around, knowing she had no underwear on beneath her pencil skirt. Knowing she would then have to wait until everyone had said their peace for the damn meeting to end before she could finally touch her girlfriend… Her girlfriend, who was wearing deep red lipstick and bending forward on the table as she spoke. Was she still wet? Emma would love to bend her further over and slip her hand-

"Sheriff Swan!" Regina barked, snapping Emma back to attention. "Are you going to pay attention during this meeting or are we going to have to have a disciplinary meeting similar to the one we had last week?"

Oh, you bitch. As if Emma wasn't turned on enough. The "disciplinary meeting" she was referring to from last week involved Regina tying Emma to one of the cells at the station, "disciplining her" wearing nothing but fuck me boots and Emma's duty belt (minus the gun, of course). They had role played at her lover's request, but it had immensely turned Emma on. Regina was the officer, Emma the shoplifter, and by the end of the night, Emma's stomach was in pain from the sheer force of the orgasms her girlfriend had pulled from her.

"Miss Swan, I am waiting for a response."

"I'm listening," Emma said through gritted teeth.

She was met with a snapped "good", but she could see the glint of mischief in Regina's eyes. When this meeting is over, Regina, you are going to regret this. Regina must have guessed what Emma was thinking, because she was met with a challenging smirk. That was fine, Emma could wait. And wait she did. She waited through Regina's endless talk of roadwork and upcoming changes to Storybrooke's infrastructure (remodelling the library and new benches for the park, for example). She waited as Granny expressed annoyance with the delays in repaving her parking lot. She waited as Archie reminded the town of the upcoming dance next Thursday. She waited as the seemingly endless barrage of comments and questions were thrown around until finally finally the meeting adjourned and people began leaving their seats.

Emma's knee bounced in irritation as Belle questioned the Mayor regarding the layout of the new library. And Regina, damn her, smirked in Emma's direction as she dragged out the conversation, asking Belle's opinion and ideas for the upcoming project. Regina questioned, explained, and talked until Emma thought she would scream from frustration. She liked Belle, really she did, but right now all she wanted to do was grab Regina, throw her over the side of this conference room table, and fuck her until she came all over her hand.

"Thanks for all your help, Madam Mayor. I think that's all for now."

Emma sighed with relief, her leg finally stilling.

"Anytime. I'll contact you if anything changes."

"Thank you. See you later, Emma."

Emma nodded at her, and the very second the door closed, she pounced. Regina gave a small noise of surprise as the back of her thighs were pressed against the table, hands pinned to her hips. Emma kissed her fiercely for a brief second, not saying a word as her mouth moved to her throat, biting at the sensitive skin there. Regina gasped and tried to pull a hand free, but she was met with a firm squeeze to her wrist.

"No," Emma growled. "You teased me all fucking afternoon on purpose."

Sharp teeth sank Regina's her collarbone, followed by a soothing stroke of Emma's tongue.

"Now I'm taking what you dangled in front of me for the last three hours. You don't get to pull away until I let you."

"Not that you could stop me if I truly wanted to break away, dear, but I was simply freeing my hand to cast a spell over this room. You don't want a repeat of earlier, do you?"

Emma narrowed her eyes before reluctantly pulling one hand away. She allowed Regina to cast her silencing spell, as well as one to redirect anyone who tried to come in. They would suddenly remember that they had somewhere else to be, leaving before even attempting to open the door. Emma encircled the delicate wrist once the spells were cast, trapping it once again against Regina's hip. Emma returned her attention to Regina's throat, kissing, nipping, and licking her way along the soft skin. Regina turned her head to expose more of her neck, eyes closing as Emma sucked on her pulse point. Her throat was incredibly sensitive, and Emma loved making her squirm as she laved attention on it.

Regina's hips began rotating on the table soon after Emma's mouth made contact with her skin. She'd been horny for hours. It had been fun teasing her Saviour, watching the way the woman shifted in her seat as she stared Regina down. She knew Emma wanted nothing more than for the meeting to end quickly so that she could tear her clothes off. She could see it in Emma's eyes, in the way they followed her, unblinking, as she moved around the room. But Regina had toyed with her. She had teased her, and God it had been fun to lean over her as she passed a document to Granny, who was seated opposite Emma. She purposefully pressed her breast into Emma's shoulder, grinning as the woman tensed beneath her. She knew it was the only way Emma could prevent herself from bolting up from the chair and taking her against the wall.

"Stop smirking," Emma growled, moving both of Regina's hands behind her back. She held them there with her left hand as her right came around and stroked at Regina's knees. "You were a fucking tease all day, and I think it's my turn now."

She moved her fingers up, stopping at the top of Regina's inner thighs and scraping her fingernails down the sensitive flesh. She did the same with the other side, and when Regina opened her mouth to speak, Emma lurched forward and initiated a bruising kiss. Regina kissed her back just as fiercely, duelling with Emma's tongue when it invaded her mouth. She enjoyed toying with her Saviour like this, bringing out the woman's more passionate side. Emma was usually incredibly gentle, almost overly careful with her. And for the most part, that was what Regina preferred. However, there were times (like today) when she just wanted to be fucked and Emma complied… if Regina antagonised her enough.

So she pushed Emma, fighting against her restrained hands and bit Emma's lip when the woman pulled her tongue away. Regina rocked her hips against the teasing hand between her legs. A familiar heat began in her stomach and for one glorious second she thought Emma might comply with her hint to touch her where she was growing incredibly slick. That is, until Regina opened her eyes and saw that Emma was grinning at her.

Regina swallowed. She knew that grin.

"Ah ah, Madam Mayor. You wanted to be a tease. Let me pay you back the favour."

With that, Emma released Regina's wrists and pulled her hand from under her skirt. She then gripped Regina's hips and yanked her to the edge of the table, until they hung over just slightly. She then pulled up a chair, placing Regina's feet on the arms of it. She heard a moan from above, and the knees in front of her willingly opened. Emma felt her stomach clench with arousal when she saw just how wet Regina was, and she licked her lips in anticipation. She would thoroughly enjoy this, but Regina… well, Regina would eventually be able to enjoy it.

Emma hiked Regina's skirt up, gripping her hips once they were exposed. She dug her fingers into the fleshy skin, letting out a hot breath of air on the sensitive mound before her. Regina gasped and raised her hips, but Emma quickly pulled her mouth away.

"Emma…" Regina moaned.

Emma smirked against her thigh, biting down before backing away. Emma was a biter, and Regina's flesh was her favourite thing to sink her teeth into.

"Fuck me."

"Mmm.. no," Emma denied, kissing the spot she had just bitten. She leaned forward and kissed along the woman's leg, licking at the juncture of her thigh and vagina. Emma then traced her tongue up and over her sensitive slit, pulling away when Regina's hips moved up. She kissed her knee when she heard a grunt of frustration.

"Touch me."

"I am touching you," Emma responded, squeezing her hips with her fingers.

"You know what I mean, Emma."

Emma nodded but didn't touch, simply taking a moment to gaze at the glorious sight before her. Regina, on her back, panting, legs spread, pussy slick, begging to be taken. It took all of Emma's willpower not to give in. She desperately wanted to. Right now though, she wanted to see more of this glorious body.

"Open your blouse."

"Emma-"

"I said open your blouse," Emma said firmly, "then remove your bra, but keep the shirt on."

Regina rolled her eyes, feigning annoyance. Emma knew better though, she saw the way the woman's thighs clenched when she barked the order, so she sat back and watched as the Mayor slowly opened her blouse, peeled off her bra, and then placed her hands on her breasts.

"Hey," Emma snapped, clapping a hand to Regina's ass. "I didn't say you could touch."

"Well if you're not going to, then I will."

"Oh?" Emma asked. She got up from her chair and yanked Regina up, immediately latching onto a nipple and biting down.

Regina cried out, mouth dropping as the nip turned painful for half a second before turning incredibly pleasurable. The contrast caused a flood between Regina's legs, and she could feel her wetness coat the table as she shifted, trying to relieve the pressure behind her clit. "Emma, enough teasing."

"Oh no, Madam Mayor," Emma chuckled, shifting and latching onto the other nipple. She gave three firm strokes of her tongue before biting down and ultimately redirecting her attention to Regina's mouth. "We have only begun."

Emma kissed her slowly, long open mouthed kisses that she knew would turn Regina on even more. She waited until the woman's hips were rocking against the table to drag her lips down her neck, sucking at Regina's throat once again. She worked her way down, biting and licking until she once again found herself at the juncture of Regina's thighs.

"Lay down," Emma ordered, taking a seat when Regina complied. "I am going to enjoy burying my tongue inside of you. I love the way you moan and squeal, the way you move your hips and beg me to touch your clit. I love to hear the desperation in your voice and watch as your pussy gets wetter with every stroke of my finger." Emma tongued Regina's inner thigh as she continued, "I love how wet you get, when you're so soaked it drips down your ass and pools underneath you. My mouth gets covered in you when you get that wet, down my chin and on my cheeks.

Look at you now, Regina. God, you're drenched. You're going to soak this table before I've even gotten to lick you. And every time you move your hips, I get a whiff of you. You smell delicious. I want to bury my tongue inside of you until you're dripping down my throat."

"Emma," Regina groaned, buying a hand in Emma's hair. She tried to direct her mouth to where she wanted it, but Emma yanked her hand away.

"Hands flat against the table, Regina. Otherwise, I stop now."

"I am going to exact my revenge on you, Emma Swa-ahn!" Her tirade was interrupted by a tongue firmly licking between her legs, and Regina's hips shot up towards the delicious sensation. All too soon the tongue was pulled away, and Regina growled in frustration.

"So good, baby. You taste amazing," Emma murmured, swiping her tongue once again through Regina's folds. She explored every inch, stroking against every part of Regina's sex while categorically ignoring the sensitive bud at the top. She hummed with satisfaction, knowing the vibrations would travel up Regina's spine and cause the woman's arousal to spike even further. When she was rewarded with a moan of encouragement, Emma slowly hummed a tune and eagerly lapped up the flood of wetness that seeped from Regina's entrance. She pushed inside and grinned at the gasp from above, her hands travelling up Regina's ribs to palm her breasts.

Emma tongued her entrance as her fingers pinched and tugged at Regina's hardened nipples. She worked her tongue against the erratic movement of her lover's hips, knowing that with every swipe Regina was brought higher, but no more closer to orgasm. Regina could not orgasm without direct attention to her clit, but she would climb and climb until she reached an almost painful peak. Emma loved this about her girlfriend. She could touch and tease Regina until she created a veritable flood between her thighs, and still she could not come.

"Emma…More. Please," Regina begged.

There was nothing more erotic than hearing the woman say her name in such a pleading tone. Emma loved it when Regina begged; it always sent an intense pang of arousal straight down to her clit and this time was no different. Emma's hips jerked when she heard her girlfriend plead with her for more, and she hissed against Regina's heat when her clit made contact with the hard wood of the chair. She rocked against once, just to relieve a little pressure, before removing her mouth. She still had not touched Regina's clit.

"No," Regina protested angrily. "Emma!"

"Relax, baby. I'm just readjusting."

Emma moved Regina on the table until her hips were back where she wanted them. She then gripped them firmly. Regina thrashed around when she was in the throes of an orgasm, and Emma always made sure to get a good grip on her hips in an effort to hold her in place. When she was finally situated, Emma took one last look at the beauty laying spread open for her before she finally gave in.

Regina cried out at the first touch of Emma's lips around her clit. It was incredibly sensitive, painfully erect from the woman's earlier teasing touches. Emma immediately pulled it into her mouth, trapping it between her lips and sucking firmly. She gave harsh lashes with her tongue, stroking firmly from tip to base over and over again until Regina was shaking beneath her.

Regina's orgasm was clawing its way out of her body, working from deep within her belly down towards her clit. She could feel the tug of pleasure from her nipples every time Emma sucked on her clit, which only caused her orgasm to grow even stronger. The relentless attention to the hardened bud between her legs caused Regina to vibrate with pleasure, her hips snapping upward with every stroke. She was seconds away from bliss, the explosion already beginning behind her clenched eyelids.

"Emma, I'm going to- I'm going to-"

Regina screamed with frustration when Emma stopped yet again. Her body was on fire, and Regina immediately began protesting angrily when Emma pulled her off the table.

"I changed my mind, Regina," Emma snapped. "I don't want you on your back."

Emma flipped her around, slamming Regina's palms down on the table as she pressed her body flush against her back.

"You're going to bend over for me, Madam Mayor, just like I imagined during your endless meeting. I know you did it on purpose to make it last forever. I'm just doing the same for you."

Emma pressed down between Regina's shoulder blades, guiding her forward. Her touch was a little rough, but she was careful as she pressed her body down. Even during these scenes, Emma never allowed any harm to come to Regina. It was only pleasurable if Regina liked it too, and while the woman enjoyed a little rough play, she didn't enjoy senseless pain. So Emma carefully guided her down, only using a touch more force than necessary as she held her arm. Once the Mayor was bent forward, Emma took a step back to enjoy the view.

"You can admire later, Swan. Right now, I want you to fuck me."

Emma nodded in agreement. She dropped to her knees, yanking off Regina's skirt and heading face first into her cunt. She opened her mouth and tongued her deeply, reveling in the sounds coming from above. Regina wasn't going to last, and Emma didn't intend on prolonging her orgasm any more. She wanted Regina to come just as desperately as she did.

Regina clawed at the table as she bucked her hips backwards, crying out at the incredible sensation of Emma's mouth. Her tongue was everywhere: on her clit, inside of her body, along her soaked folds. Her mouth seemed so swallow her completely. Regina chanted encouragement against the tabletop as Emma's mouth brought her to that wonderful peak, now almost within grasp. Regina's cheek was pressed almost painfully hard against solid surface beneath it, but it did nothing to dampen the heat between her legs, nor did it stop the absolute fury of her oncoming orgasm.

Regina had no time to prepare as it came barrelling forward, ripping her from the inside out. It hit her like a freight train, pulling a scream that would have been heard floors below had she not soundproofed the room. Regina felt fingers plunge inside of her just as she hit her peak, stretching her and pressing down firmly against her front wall. Another scream of pleasure was pulled from her throat, the fingers throwing her even higher off the edge of bliss as they dug deep within her body. Colours burst behind her eye lids as wave after wave of pleasure charged her, rocking her violently against Emma's mouth. The insistent tongue was not thrown off though, stroking firmly as it encouraged the pleasure pulsing through Regina's veins. It seemed to go on forever, until Regina finally let out a moan that let Emma know she was coming down from her high. That would not do.

"Again," Emma demanded, biting down on Regina's ass cheek.

"I don't think I-"

"It wasn't a request, Regina."

Emma brought her right hand away from Regina's hip and over to Regina's clitoris. She slowly began making tight circles at the base of it, biting the firm globe between her teeth every time Regina jerked away from her fingers. She felt Regina's legs tense in an effort to keep still. Emma grinned with satisfaction. Regina was smart, and she could follow orders without Emma having even said a word. As a reward, Emma increased the speed of her fingers and brought them to a pace that would make Regina feel good without letting her peak too quickly. She soon heard the familiar sound of aroused moans, indicating that Regina was once again climbing her way to another orgasm. When she felt the woman's pussy clench against her hand, Emma increased the attention on Regina's clit. It never took Regina long to peak a second time, and soon Emma recognised the signs that she was fast approaching another orgasm.

"Spread your legs more, baby," Emma said, but her tone was gentle this time.

Regina spread her legs slightly, but not as much as Emma had wanted.

"More, Regina," she encouraged, her earlier biting tone now completely gone. "I want to see you."

The body above her tensed, causing Emma to stop the movement of her fingers. She knew that Regina had clued into what she wanted, and while she knew Regina liked it as well, she always hesitated. She once protested that it was not proper and that it wasn't what one did while making love. But it always made Regina come and it made her come hard. Emma knew she liked it, knew Regina would never ask for it because of what she'd been taught, so Emma was always the one to ask. On occasion, Regina would eagerly spread her thighs. On others, like now, she needed reassurance. Emma was more than happy to provide it.

"What is it, honey?"

"You know what," Regina snapped. She often did when she felt exposed.

"I want to see you," Emma said soothingly, "I want to make you feel good."

"You can see me plenty, Emma, and you've already made me feel pleasure."

"Please? I want to see all of you."

Regina said nothing, her body still. Emma almost relented, almost told her it was okay and to never mind. Because normally this was the time when Regina either allowed her to move forward, or she gave a firm no. Emma's only goal was to make Regina feel good, and if she didn't want to this time, Emma was more than okay with that. But before she could open her mouth and say so, she heard Regina's whisper.

"I'm embarrassed."

With that, Emma slowly withdrew her fingers and stood. She pulled Regina into a sitting position, hissing out an apology when Regina winced at the change in position.

"Hey," Emma said gently, cupping her cheek. "It's just us here, honey. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. No one can see you or hear you. No one will know what we did. What we do is our business. Our relationship, it's a safe place. It's safe to say you don't want something, and that boundary will be respected. Always. But it's also safe to say you do want something, without there being any reason for you to feel ashamed or embarrassed."

Regina looked up into Emma's gentle, caring eyes. She had to fight her desire to say something cruel. She loved Emma, but she loathed feeling exposed. And being exposed like she was right now firmly tested her ability to not give into her desire to protect herself, not to lash out.

"Hey, stay with me. Get out of your head."

Regina gave a soft smile and wrapped her arms around Emma, who hugged her back firmly.

"I love you, Regina. We don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

"No, I-" Regina hesitated. "I want to."

Emma placed a hot kiss to her throat before smiling softly at the other woman. She kissed her deeply, enjoying Regina's moan when she tasted herself on Emma's tongue. Emma prolonged the kissing, knowing Regina would not let her get anywhere near her lips after she placed her mouth where they both wanted it to go. When she finally pulled away, Regina gave her a salacious look as she slowly slid off the table and turned around. She met her eyes once again as she bent forward, spreading her thighs wide for Emma. There was no hesitation this time as Regina opened up fully, placing herself completely on display.

Emma groaned as she took in the sight, immediately dropping to her knees. She allowed herself one long look before diving in, tongue stroking just as eagerly as before. Regina cried out, hips snapping back and forth as Emma began expertly tonguing her clit. Regina held onto the edge of the table for dear life, closing her eyes as Emma wrapped her lips around her clit and sucked it into her mouth before thrusting two fingers inside of her body. There was no long build up, no teasing, only Emma hurtling her towards the edge and throwing her over.

When she heard Regina scream, Emma sucked harder, drawing out the woman's orgasm. She didn't stop touching her for a moment, not wanting the pleasure to dissipate. Instead, she replaced her mouth with her fingers, digging her fingertips under the hood of Regina's clitoris as she continually worked the fingers from her left hand in and out of Regina's body.

"Again, baby. Come for me again."

She glanced up and saw Regina nodding enthusiastically. Emma grinned and shifted, until she was before the place she had wanted to touch earlier. She let out a soft blow of air against the puckered ring, once again biting Regina's soft cheek when her hips jerked away from the cool air. Emma's tongue worked circles closer and closer to the area in question, and when her tongue finally made contact, Regina loud out a cry of pleasure.

Regina thrust her hips backwards towards Emma's face, letting out a moan when a hot tongue lapped eagerly at her other entrance. She was getting light headed from how harshly she was panting against the surface of the table, but she couldn't help it. It was incredible how delirious with pleasure she got when Emma stimulated that area. She was so incredibly sensitive there, and Emma's attention was unwavering. Regina's thighs trembled as she was quickly brought back to the brink of orgasm, her stomach clenching and bearing down as Emma pressed firmly against her G-spot.

Regina screamed, throwing her head back as she thrashed around, jerking like a marionette. Her stomach muscles clenched tight and Regina slipped further down the table, hips bucking wildly. Emma readjusted quickly, following her even as she slid down. She refused to let go, tonguing, stroking, thrusting against every inch of the area between Regina's legs and ass cheeks in order to prolong the woman's orgasm. Emma could feel Regina's wetness slide down the back of her hand, the flood between the woman's legs increasing with every thrust of Emma's fingers. Finally, Regina couldn't take it anymore, and she reached back to push at Emma's head before collapsing on the table. Emma reluctantly pulled her mouth away, waiting for a minute before slipping out of her girlfriend. She licked her fingers, smirking at the nearly lifeless body on the table. To say Emma was proud of herself would be a complete understatement. She loved fucking Regina until the woman could barely move.

"Get up here," Regina mumbled, using what little energy she had to speak.

"Right away, boss."

Regina groaned. Emma sounded entirely too pleased. She peeked one eye open as the blonde joined her on the table, lying on her back next to her. Emma reached out and pulled Regina into her arms, settling the woman on top of her body to cushion her from the hard surface she'd been lying on. Regina lay there quietly for several more minutes, using the time to catch her breath and calm down from the high of her orgasm.

"Fuck," she finally gasped out, earning a chuckle from the woman beneath her. "You are entirely too good at that."

Emma kissed the top of her head and nodded.

"I know."

"You also know not to get near me until you've brushed your teeth. Thoroughly."

"Yeah, yeah, your majesty. I'd rather not though. I can still taste your come in my mouth."

Regina made a face.

"That's disgusting."

"Mm'mm, baby. I'd eat you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner if I could."

Regina shook her head, groaning at the woman's comment.

"You're incorrigible."

"And yet you still love me."

There was no denying that. Regina shifted, her body now rested enough to move. She moved along Emma's body until she was straddling her stomach. She reached out and stroked the hair from Emma's face, smiling down at the beautiful woman before her.

"Hi, baby."

"Hello," Regina smiled back at her. She simply looked at her, stroking her hairline.

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking… I'm thinking I've never felt so at ease with someone before, so comfortable with another human being. Not like this… in such an intimate and vulnerable way," Regina traced her finger down to the top of Emma's tank top, fingering the material there. "Thank you, Emma, for what you said earlier. For reassuring me and making me feel better."

Emma sat up, holding Regina as she readjusted until they were both sitting. She settled one hand on Regina's hip, the other coming up to cup her cheek tenderly.

"I meant every word, Regina. Our relationship, it's a safe place. No matter where we are, no matter who we're with, no matter what we're doing, I want you to feel safe enough to tell me exactly how you feel and exactly what you want. And normally you do, energetically I might add-"

"Are you trying to tell me I'm bossy?"

"Hell yes," Emma responded, a grin forming on Regina's face despite the fact that she was valiantly trying to suppress it. "You are extremely bossy, but I like that because it's who you are. And mostly, I don't mind. Anyway, the point is I want you to feel comfortable enough to always be honest, okay? And if what I just did is something you want, tell me. No one will know. If it's occurring between two consenting adults, Regina, it's not wrong and it's not bad, okay? So there's no reason for you to feel embarrassed. I'm never going to tell anyone, and it's okay to like it."

"Thank you," Regina whispered. "I…"

Emma waited, but when the woman didn't resume her train of thought, she prompted her.

"You what?" she asked, lifting Regina's chin with a finger.

Regina searched her eyes before taking a deep breath for courage.

"I may want more… of what just happened. I may want- I may want you to use one of our toys… in the same capacity as you used your mouth."

Emma inadvertently tensed. Regina wanted that? Emma had thought about it, had fantasized about it, but she never thought the other woman would be okay with it. Not for a long time anyway. But Regina was saying here, now, that she wanted to –at least eventually- and Emma's breath caught in her throat. The wave of arousal nearly consumed her, so Emma tensed in order to clamp down on her desire to do that right fucking now. She tried to hide the fact that her body went rigid, but Regina obviously felt it when she began pulling back and shaking her head.

"Never mind, I-"

"No, wait. Stop. It's not a bad reaction. I'm sorry," Emma said, reaching out and grabbing her girlfriend. "I tensed because… I tensed because I really, really want to Regina. Like, you don't even fucking know how badly I want to do that, but I thought maybe me throwing you down on this table right and showing you just how much might be a bad idea."

Regina paused, looking at Emma as though she were deciding if she was lying or not. She must have decided she was telling the truth because she sat back down on Emma thighs and grinned slyly at her.

"Take me home, Sheriff, and I promise I will let you show me how much you enjoy fucking me in the ass on any surface you choose."

Regina had hardly enough time to finish her sentence before the two were engulfed in a cloud of white smoke.