Emma Swan couldn't believe she was about to send this text message, but she couldn't help it. It had been a week since her first encounter with Regina. The impromptu kiss had ended with Emma speechless and running as fast as she could to her car. This time though, she was going to be bold.

Her screen read, "My roommate has gone Christmas crazy. It looks like Jack Frost came all over my living room. Want to come fuck me in the fake snow by the fireplace?"

After several minutes of continuing to contemplate this, she sent the message. An hour later, Regina still hadn't responded. When she heard a knock on the door, she knew the excitement was over. Ruby was probably here to hang out, and she couldn't really explain this situation to her now. When Emma opened the door; however, it wasn't Ruby.

She took in the site of the Mayor standing in the hallway. Perfect brown hair hung around her beautiful face. He lips were their famous dark red. What was out of the ordinary was the Santa suit Regina was wearing. Only this wasn't a Santa suite that you'd see someone wearing in a mall. This was a red bra, lace panties with white fur around the top, white knee high socks, and black high heels.

"Ms. Swan, your mouth is hanging out. From the information I've gathered from you, I'd hate for you to get fake snow in your mouth before you fucked me in it." Regina said as she walked by a still staring Emma.

Regina looked around. The place really was covered in fake snow, but it didn't surprise her that Mary Margaret decorated this way. She slowly walked towards Emma. When she got the text message from her, she didn't know what to do. At first, she ignored the text. Then, she went to buy this outfit and figured she was throwing caution to the wind.

Regina stood a few inches above Emma due to the heels. Placing both hands lightly on the side of Emma's face, Regina brushed their lips together. Slow and sensual at first. After a second it seemed that Emma's brain had started to work again. She kissed back, placing her hands around Regina's waist. A slight moan passed through red lips at the contact of Emma's hands on her low back. Tongues began to move together slowly, tentatively as mouths were discovered in a heated kiss. Without warning, Emma picked Regina up. Never breaking the kiss, she walked a few steps before laying Regina down right by the fireplace in the fake snow. It was soft, but it wasn't as soft as Emma's tongue. Regina felt the heat from the fire, but it felt nothing like the heat beginning to build deep in her core.

Emma moved to Regina's neck, running her tongue over her pulse point. Her heart rate increasing beat for beat with Regina's. She nibbled softly at first not sure what Regina's limits were. When she didn't protest, Emma bit into her neck. She was sure it would leave a mark, but she didn't care. She didn't care even more when Regina moaned loudly. Emma moved down Regina's body placing feather light kisses in the valley between her breasts. Regina's back arches as Emma's hands moved around her. Emma was pulling at the fabric of Regina's top trying to untie it. After a few unsuccessful attempts, she just pulled it down in the front to reveal Regina's perfectly round breast. She took a hard nipple in her mouth and bit down earing a hiss from the mayor. Emma's heart was pounding. She wasn't sure if she was going to pass out of not. She also wasn't sure why it was so hot. Maybe the fire. Maybe Regina. Maybe the house was on first. But right in this moment she didn't care what it was.

As if she read her mind, Regina reached up to full Emma's shirt over her head reveling in the fact that the blonde wasn't wearing a bra. Emma met her again for a headed kiss. Regina dug her fingernails down Emma's back. Emma moaned loudly vaguely aware that she would have ten perfectly straight lines down her back tomorrow morning. Her and Regina battled for dominance in the kiss as Regina tried to flip them so that she was on top. Neither woman wanted to lose this fight so they ended up side by side instead. The kiss got more and more heated until it was all teeth and tongues. Regina's soft touch on Emma's breast almost made her head explode. She needed to feel Regina.

Emma's hand moved from Regina's knee slowly up her thigh moving her panties to the side to slide a finger through her wetness. Regina hissed and threw her head back as she felt Emma's hand on her for the first time. Regina was soaked, and Emma knew she was too. As she was about to push one finger in Regina, her hand was stopped. She looked up at Regina confused. She was going to internally combust if Regina stopped this now. Instead the brunette looked at her with a gaze that definitely made her want to explode and said, "pants off now." Emma wasn't sure how she got her pants and underwear off. She wasn't sure if Regina helped. She wasn't sure if she just ripped them off. All she knows is they were gone. Emma could have had an orgasm from the feeling of her bare legs tangling with Regina. Hands tangled into hair as the ladies met again for a passionate kiss.

Hands roamed over breasts, backs, thighs, and backsides. Almost at the same time, Regina and Emma entered each other tentatively at first. Eyes locked with an intensity that neither woman had felt before. Bodies rocked as a rhythm was established. Fingers were added, moans filled the apartment. Regina kicked her leg out when Emma hit that spot making some object begin singing a Christmas song. It would have been funny if Regina wasn't so desperate for release.

Both women picked up speed, frantically humping each other's hands trying to reach a release. Emma felt it starting in the pits of her stomach. She felt the head from the fire. It was nothing compared to the heat from Regina's body. She felt the softness of fake snow which was nothing compared to the softness of Regina's lips.

Kissing wasn't happening at this point because both women were too close to their release. Eyes locked again. Emma felt her world unraveling at Regina's fingertips. She felt walls constrict around her fingers as she orgasm exploded through her body. Shit, fuck, and yes were screamed as both women came undone. No one was sure who said them, but no one cared. After coming down from her high, Emma found herself with Regina's arms tightly raped around her. She held Regina closely because she wasn't sure she wasn't the contact to end too soon.

Regina looked up into Emma's eyes then around at the fake snow. It was everywhere. The women had created a sex angel in it. After a few minutes, both stood. Regina smiled down at their sex angel.

She couldn't wait for Mary Margaret to see that. She smiled at Emma as she smoothed out her clothes still wearing the heels.

"Ms. Swan, if you ever want to fuck me anywhere, don't hesitate to let me know." She said smiling down at Emma.

Emma grinned at her before replying, "Anytime. While we're talking, do you need a coat to wear home?"

"Oh no. It's in the car. I don't think anyone will see me leaving here." A soft kiss was exchanged before Regina left the apartment. She left Emma leaning up against the door grinning to herself.

The next morning when Mary Margaret barged into Emma's room to ask her why she took a nap in her fake snow, Emma couldn't help the hysterical fit of laugher that overtook her.