I honestly don't know where this came from and I have serious doubts about this story, but now that I've already written it, what the hell. I hope you like it and don't forget to let me know what you think! :)

Regina frowned in her sleep. The sun was sneaking between the curtains of her bedroom's window and the clarity of the early morning was bothering her eyes. With a wave of her hand, the curtains closed and she sighed peacefully with a smile on her lips, happy to be in the dark again.

However, the sun had already awakened her from her slumber and she couldn't fall asleep again although she still felt tired. Emma and herself had spent the day before fighting some monsters one of the nuns had summoned by mistake, and after the battle and the celebration afterwards at Granny's, Regina had arrived to the mansion and had crashed on the bed after taking her clothes off.

She turned on the mattress and felt a pang of pain on her back and she remembered bitterly that during the battle one of the monsters had gotten to claw at her back before she had dissolved it with a fireball.

She rose ceremoniously from the bed and caught a glimpse of herself on the nearest mirror. Last night she had just gotten into bed wearing only her underwear and she frowned at herself. That and the fact she had just laid in bed without taking a look at the wound on her back was a little out of character for her but she blamed it to being tired after a day of putting up with Emma Swan and the rest of the town at the celebration.

Of course she got along with them, but although she had won a place in their parties and dinners, she still felt a little out of place in the familiar atmosphere. At the party she had just chatted with Emma, Snow and even Ruby, but the rest of the citizens seemed to be more interested to talk to anyone who wasn't her.

She thanked it was Emma's day for Henry and he had stayed with her at the new apartment she had rented for them and headed to the bathroom. She opened the first aid kit and mentally patted herself on the back for always keeping it full of everything she might need.

Regina washed the wound carefully, checking it on the mirror, and then spread serum over the three marks of claws as she could. She was trying to figure out how to put the bandages to cover it when the doorbell rang, startling her.

She quickly grabbed a robe she found hanging on the closet's door and wrapped herself on it, taking her time to go down the stairs and wondering who would knock on her door at barely 7 in the morning.

When Regina opened the door, she wasn't surprised to find Emma on her doorstep, holding up two takeaway cups of coffee. "Hey. Thought you might need it?" she asked offering one to Regina.

The Mayor nodded and smiled in gratitude before stepping aside to let her in. Emma eyed the attire of the other woman, noticing how it clung to her hips perfectly, before forcing herself to glance away. She looked up at Regina's face and saw the question before it could even form in her throat.

"Henry's fine. He's having breakfast at Granny's with David." At Regina's questioning quirked eyebrow, Emma sighed, "He's in some weird phase in which he says he wants to spend more time with a man. He says David can teach him life stuff"

She marked the last words with invisible air quotes, and rolled her eyes. Regina's lips pressed together, "I leave you with him for a few weeks and suddenly he's saying nonsense."

Emma narrowed her eyes, although a smile was playing in the tip of her lips, "Don't say it."

Regina ignored her anyways, concealing a playful smile on her own, "I'm not implying anything, but he surely didn't think that kind of stuff when he lived here full time."

Emma rolled her eyes, but she didn't put her heart on it. She secretly loved it. Although Regina and her now got along, were even friends, they still liked to mess with the other, the venom absent in their words unlike in their early relationship, but still bickering at each other. And Regina would never admit it out loud, but Emma knew she loved it as much as the Sheriff.

She raised her eyebrows at Regina after taking a sip from the coffee, "Did I catch you getting ready for work?"

Regina looked down and suddenly realised the light clothes that covered little of her skin, flushing slightly. "I was taking care of my back wound. Actually, would you care to lend me a hand? I'm afraid I can't quite reach it."

"Sure," Emma nodded without hesitation. She followed Regina upstairs, really trying not to look at the way her ass swayed under the thin satin and failing miserably.

Regina guided her to the bathroom on her bedroom, and Emma observed that the clothes she had been wearing the day before were scattered on the floor next to the unmade bed. She raised an eyebrow at that but decided not to mention anything as she entered the bathroom.

"I just need help to put the bandages in place," she explained, offering Emma said bandages. Emma left her cup of coffee on the sink and started to work the bandages to put them where she needed, but when she raised her head and saw Regina's exposed back, they fell from her hands.

Regina had gathered her already shoulder length hair on one side of her neck and lowered her robe, only leaving in sight the area where the wound stood out in her olive skin. However, it was enough for Emma to, as clumsy as she was, drop the bandages to the floor. She quickly kneeled down to pick them up under the Mayor's gaze from above.

Regina watched how Emma picked the bandages up and noticed the slight tremble in the other's woman hands. She knew Emma would check her out when she thought no one was watching, and in their harmless bickering she had noticed a hint of flirt from the blonde, but she just thought it was in Emma's nature and that it didn't mean anything beyond that.

However, when she saw Emma's reaction to Regina exposing her skin to her, she started to wonder if it was actually beyond that or if the Sheriff was just that clumsy. She was still wandering around those thoughts when Emma came back to her feet and cleared her throat, positioning herself behind Regina.

The Mayor waited and when she felt soft fingers brushing her skin to adjust the first bandage, she felt goosebumps in the back of her neck. Unconsciously she closed her eyes as the second bandage was placed and when the third was about to touch her skin, her stomach grumbled.

"A little hungry, are we?" Emma joked with a chuckle, making sure all three bandages were correctly put.

Regina checked it on the mirror anyways, making Emma roll her eyes at it, and shrugged her robe in place, "Well I still haven't had breakfast and I am already late for work."

Emma raised her hands mockingly in defence and grabbed her cup of coffee, "No need to be rude. I got the message."

Regina suppressed a smile and pushed Emma out of her bathroom, "Glad to know your perception is still intact, or else I would have to find a new Sheriff to take your place."

"As if you could find a better Sheriff than me."

Regina opened the front door of her house and let Emma out, raising an eyebrow, "At least one that presents the paperwork in time. That would be an improvement from the actual Sheriff."

Emma lingered on the porch and tilted her head forward, "I suppose you could find someone to fill the reports in time, but no one could be a better sidekick against monsters than me."

She smiled knowingly at Regina, who rolled her eyes in response, "Don't flatter yourself that much Sheriff. It doesn't suit you." It was Emma's turn to roll her eyes and turned on her heels, waving with her hand behind her.

"Whatever."

Regina watched her walking towards the Sheriff's cruise with a grin on her lips and before she could get too far, she tip toed and shouted at Emma. "Don't be late for this evening's meeting, or I might as well find a new Sheriff."

She didn't wait for the car to leave her drive walk to close the door behind her. She cupped her coffee with both hands, feeling the warmth of the cup and sighed. Regina didn't like to over think her relationship with Emma, and she was fine with that. She unexpectedly had found a friend in her and Emma had proven to be up to that position in her life. One example was to bring her coffee that morning.

She could over think the way she felt around Emma, how her smile was ever present in her face instead of the usual scowl. Or the way she felt a blush in her neck when she noticed Emma checking her out. She could over think the way she also checked Emma out, how her tight jeans gracefully framed her ass.

Regina shook her head. She was fine as they were; she didn't need to complicate it further. They already shared a son in a fairytale family. That was enough complication. Her stomach grumbled again and decided to make pancakes to settle that sudden hunger that had surfaced before heading towards works, unaware of how just pancakes wouldn't settle down her stomach.

Regina adjusted her sunglasses for the tenth time that morning. In which moment she had thought it would be a great idea to have such an open office? There were windows all around and the curtains didn't seem to stop the brightness of the sunny day.

She thought about the previous night, trying to figure out if she had had too much drinks, but she only remembered having two glasses of wine during the whole celebration. I guess I can't take alcohol as I used to, she thought to herself. She dropped the pen on her desk and leaned back on her chair. The constant feeling of hunger wasn't helping at all to her case.

Regina had already eaten an apple, a muffin and even a chocolate bar Henry had left on her office, besides the 3 pancakes she had devoured that morning, and it was barely noon. Yet, none of that seemed to be enough for her as her body kept craving to eat. She magically made another apple appear in her hand, against the promise she had made herself not to use magic unless it was strictly necessary.

She had just started to peel it when her intercom creaked, "Madame Mayor, Sheriff Swan is here to see you."

What would Emma want? Their meeting was due a few hours later. Still, she gave her assistant a positive and an instant later Emma Swan swayed into the office. Suddenly Regina felt her body tug, feeling even hungrier than before. This time she felt the vein in her throat pulsing, as if she had just seen the best looking burger in the world.

"Taking a break?" she asked as she observed Regina peeling the apple.

Without raising her head from her task, she smirked, "You couldn't wait a few hours without me you had to come see me?"

Emma smiled and shook her head, "You wish." She dropped in the chair in front of the desk and put her legs up on its glass surface. Regina raised an eyebrow at it and Emma quickly lowered them to the floor. "What's up with the glasses anyway?"

Regina cut a slice of apple and looked up at Emma, "Don't you have anything else to do than to come into my office to question all I do?"

"Will you stop answering my questions with another question?" Emma smiled back nonchalantly. Regina rolled her eyes as she ate the slice of apple she had just cut; she could still feel her jugular pulsing on her neck and took off the sunglasses, feeling them heavy on her face.

"Actually I came in to discuss something with you." Emma suddenly leaned her elbows on the desk and her brow knitted together.

"There's this amazing invention called phones. You should try it sometime; it saves you an unnecessary walk," Regina retorted still focused on the apple that wouldn't quite sate her appetite.

However, Emma's expression didn't change as she played nervously with a pen she grabbed from the desk, "It's about Henry actually."

She finally got Regina's full attention and when she looked up, she saw Emma's blush. "I was at home…" The Mayor quirked an eyebrow as if to say 'you should be at work' and Emma continued, "I had forgotten some files there and I needed them to fill up the report as you repeatedly tell me to do."

She looked pointedly at Regina, who was not bothered about the comment, and then glanced down to the pen, "I know I shouldn't have done that. I mean it's his private space and it's not like I wanted to invade his privacy but I couldn't find the files and I really needed to find the files. And my memory is the worst and I never remember where I put anything so I had to check everywhere. You know, maybe I had left them on his room when I came in to get a videogame or something."

Regina blinked at Emma's rambling and took the chance when she stopped to take a breath, "So the point is…?"

Emma cleared her throat and the Mayor watched as the blush expanded to her ears as she spoke, "I found porn on Henry's laptop."

Regina's eyes opened wide and she dropped both the apple and the knife on the desk. "What?" she exclaimed, her voice squeaking.

"I brushed the mouse unintentionally and it just appeared on the screen," Emma shrugged, feeling under Regina's stare it somehow was her fault that their son was looking for that kind of stuff online.

For a moment none of them said anything, and Emma watched Regina's face channelling her emotions, until she finally asked, "What kind of porn it was?"

Emma's eyes opened wide this time and she left the pen as she stood up, "Our son is watching porn and the only thing you care about is what kind of porn he's watching?"

"I don't know! He's still a child," Regina exclaimed in the same tone of Emma, standing up too.

"He's 15 Regina. He's not a child anymore."

Regina put her hands in her hips, "And that's an excuse for him to watch porn? He's going to get wrong ideas regarding sex by watching that"

"I know, I know." Emma passed a hand through her hair, exposing her neck, and unconsciously Regina's eyes stared at the skin still flushed. Regina moistened her lips, suddenly drooling with the sight as she heard a drumming in her ears. She shook her head, thinking the sound of drums was her own blood in her ears as a sign of her hangover.

"I think maybe we should talk to him about it?" Emma asked, pulling Regina out of her thoughtful haze.

"Well, yes of course. The thing is what should we tell him?"

Their eyes met for a moment, trying to figure out how to bring up the conversation with him. They fell silent and Regina could hear the drumming again and suddenly she felt tired. She sat on her chair and let out a sigh.

Emma took a step forward, her brows furrowed, "Are you okay?"

Regina waved her hand, "It's nothing." She put her sunglasses on, now unable to bear with the direct sunlight that felt like was draining her energy.

Emma didn't seem quite sure about it, and still looked at her with narrowed eyes, "Okay…Then maybe when I bring him to your house tonight we can, you know, discuss it with him over dinner?"

Regina, who had pressed her fingers to her temples, looked up to Emma and smirked, "Did you just self invited to dinner at my house?"

Emma shrugged, putting a hand on the pocket of her jeans with a side smile, "I thought it would be less a problem if there was food involved in the conversation?"

Feeling her empty stomach, Regina couldn't help but agree. "I'll make my famous lasagne then."

"Great," Emma chimed with a grin, always eager to eat Regina's delicious lasagne; it really was the best she had ever tasted. She nodded again and took a step back, walking towards the door. "See you at the meeting then."

Regina's temples were pressing in her head and she closed her eyes as she waved the blonde goodbye. As soon as the door closed, she felt her body relax. The hunger was still there and so was the feeling of tiredness, but at least the drumming had stopped.

She grabbed the forgotten pen and tried to go through the paperwork, but for some unknown reason all she could think of was Emma's exposed neck.

"Welcome to the monthly meeting." Regina greeted all the guests that were in their seats. The meeting room was all windows, and she was fighting the wince about it. By that time of the evening, she felt like if she had been rolled over by a thousand elephants. Her body felt without energy left.

However, she flashed her best mayoral smile and introduced the first speaker. As the woman of parks and recreation stood, the windows covered with the thick blinds and the projector blinked to life.

Regina took her seat, thanking the darkness of the room, and drank from the fourth cup of coffee of the day, in an attempt to regain some of her energy but it didn't seem to work. Still, she drowned the cup and refilled it with magic to not to interrupt the woman who was currently exposing the progress of the new cultural space for teenagers.

Her mind wandered to Henry. If he was curious about sex, why hadn't he just asked them instead of recurring to the internet? She wondered if that's why he wanted to spend more time with David. She thought about the advices the prince could give him and wrinkled her nose. She would bet the Charmings knew very little about sex, sticking to boring plain relations.

Her eyes landed on Emma, who was looking at the speaker, faking interest. Regina could notice she was faking because the blonde's head was leaning on the back of her hand, her fingers absently caressing her neck. Regina found herself following the trajectory of those fingers with her eyes without being able to look away.

She shook her head and looked over at her papers, trying to listen to what Linda had to say about the parks and recreation department, but she couldn't focus with the feeling of hunger that had returned.

Again? She thought containing a whimper. What was wrong with her? She had never felt this hungry in her life, although she had already had lunch. Twice. And what was with Emma's skin that seemed to call for her from the other side of the table?

She pouted to herself, trying to understand what was happening when the screen of her phone lightened up. She eyed it curiously and saw Emma's message.

You look pale.

Her head shot up and saw Emma's frown across the table. She grabbed the phone and slyly tipped under the table, looking up to meet Emma's gaze.

Says the daughter of the woman with a skin as white as snow.

Emma rolled her eyes and typed her answer that came in seconds after.

I'm serious. Have you even eaten anything today?

Regina almost laughed at the message. Anything? She had eaten everything she could find and she still wanted more. It's like if the food wasn't enough for her. The drumming started again in her ears and this time she didn't hide the annoying wince at it. It had been coming and going all day, and it was about time that hangover stopped.

Trying to focus on her phone, Regina read the text again and her chest felt warmer with the concern Emma had on her. She almost smiled but caught herself on time. Don't complicate things, she thought raising her gaze.

It was too difficult not to do it when her eyes found Emma had put her hair up in a ponytail.

The sound of drumming grew higher and she had to close her eyes for a second to stop from growling at it. When she opened again, she typed on her phone without realizing Linda, the woman from parks and recreation had taken a seat and now it was the represent of the budget department who was talking.

I'm fine. Thank you for the concern, but now pay attention.

She saw the smile appearing on Emma's lips as she read and quickly answered.

You know that's physically impossible.

Regina bit her lips as she wrote on her phone and her finger hovered for a second before the pressing send.

Is that the reason you entertain yourself by regarding at me?

She left the phone on the table and tried to pay attention to the man speaking in front of the presentation, but she couldn't almost hear him over the now accelerating drums in her ears. She figured it would be due the way her heart rate had quickened for sending that message.

It's not something they haven't done before; they are always teasing about it, but still Regina felt slightly nervous about it. Of course she silenced those nerves and didn't dwell on it. She glanced at Emma by the corner of her eyes and saw her stretching her neck from side to side.

Fully staring now, Regina thought she noticed the vibrating vein in the blonde's neck, her pulse quick and matching the drums in her head. Her own pulse, she corrected in her head. Or was it?

She moistened her lips, feeling her mouth aching from the sight. She averted her eyes, surprised at the thoughts that had passed through her head. Of course she allowed herself to fantasize a little about the town's Sheriff, but it was just that. It was something normal, right?

However she had never had such a vivid desire to cross the room and bury her face in the crook of the perfect sculptured neck of the blonde across the table. She swallowed and clenched her hands in fists as her stomach rumbled lowly. Regina looked around to check if someone had noticed but if they had, no one made a sign about it.

The screen of her phone lightened up again and she eyed it, reading Emma's response.

You seriously look pale. Not that I was staring. She didn't have time to write her response when another message came in. Or maybe I was?

When she raised her head, Emma was staring at her, no longer faking interest in the meeting, and Regina felt her chest swell. It was like a primal instinct; her body was attracted to Emma's like a magnet but she controlled herself. Maybe I'm pale because you drained my energies from staring too hard.

You wish I had left you with energies.

The drumming was now incessant, louder than ever, and she could swear she could feel Emma's blood running on her veins, as her pulse quickened to match the drums in her head, and Emma's ears turned red.

On the other side of the table Emma tried to maintain a neutral face but her insides were burning. Both from the nerves she had after sending that message and the piercing stare of brown eyes she felt on herself. When she levelled her gaze with them, she noticed in the dim light provided by the projector that they were darker than usual.

Regina didn't made an attempt to type down an answer and just stared, getting lost in the feeling of Emma's blood rush. She knew she was delirious, how could she feel the other woman's pulse from across the room? And yet her eyes focused on the slight up and down of Emma's jugular.

She licked her lips absently and her body was leaning forward in her chair, her chest pressing against the table. Her hands gripping the armrest of the chair were the only thing that stopped from lunging on the table and bite down in Emma's neck.

The people rounding the table suddenly applauded and that seemed to startle Regina, realising where she was for the first time in a while. The blinds started to retract, revealing the sun setting somewhere on the orange sky, and Regina narrowed her eyes bothered by the light. Still she stood up and smiled to the members of the meeting, "Thank you for your presentations. I will read the files and contact you as soon as I finish them."

She nodded and everyone stood up to leave the room. Regina noticed Emma lingering in the room and rushed outside with the rest of them. She couldn't quite place what had happened a few moments ago, but she definitely was in no mood to talk about it with Emma.

In her office, she started to pack her things, stuffing the pile of files she would have to read thoughtfully since she hadn't paid attention at the meeting. She stopped though when she realised the dinner she had planed with Emma. With a groan, she put on her sunglasses, although the sun was beaming its last rays, and only took them off when she entered the dark mansion.