Regina Mills stepped gracefully out of her black Mercedes onto the asphalt of the street in front of Granny's Diner. The air was cool and crisp, burning the mayor's lungs as she took a deep breath. She closed the door behind her and locked it before walking into the restaurant.

"Regina," Ruby said as the mayor sauntered up to the counter. "Coffee?"

Regina could see the young woman was entirely unamused as usual. She gave her signature smile and said, "To go. With milk."

The waitress turned and pulled the coffee pot off the burner and poured, the steam rising from the liquid as it cascaded into the disposable cup in the girl's other hand. Then she put in a bit of milk and finally put the lid on the cup. Regina put her two dollars on the counter and walked out to her car again, coffee in hand.

David Nolan walked out of the Storybrooke Pet Shelter at five o'clock. It had been a long day. He couldn't stop thinking about what happened with Mary-Margaret. How he could've been so stupid as to believe she could've killed Kathryn.

Thoughts of the teacher continued to swim through his head as he locked the building until he saw Regina Mills. A confused expression covered her face, and she was rooting around the inside the hood of her car. She went to straighten up and banged her head against the hood. "Ow!" She exclaimed. She furrowed her eyebrows and rubbed the bridge of her nose with one hand.

David had never really noticed how beautiful she was. Of course, he wasn't blind, but he'd never paused to study her. The way her blouse hugged her breasts. How her pencil skirt accented her tiny waist. Those pumps that both extended her height and accentuated her confidence. David watched as she tucked a piece of shiny brown hair behind her ear. Regina had been such a good friend to Kathryn and to him. He might as well return the favor.

He crossed the street and jogged over to the mayor. "Car trouble?"

She looked at him exasperatedly. "It won't start." She stepped away, allowing David to have a look. "I've got a car full of groceries… and it hasn't exactly been a banner day."

David saw nothing wrong in the hood, so he crossed to the driver's side and attempted to start the engine. Nothing. "Your battery's dead," he told her.

"What?" The mayor was astonished. David offered to give her a ride home, and she declined. "I couldn't impose," she said.

"I insist," he said. "Unless you want to have a car full of melted Rocky Road."

Regina giggled and accepted, so the pair removed the groceries and put them in the man's truck. She looked at the truck, and David could tell she was going to have trouble getting in, especially in that outfit. The bottom of the truck was above her knees, and it was obvious she wasn't going to be able to get in on her own. "Let me give you a hand," he said, holding out his right arm.

She smiled at him and took his hand. He placed his left hand on the small of her back and supported her as she climbed into the vehicle. She plopped into the seat and chuckled. "Not exactly my most graceful moment," she said.

David smiled at her. "No," he said "but it was very entertaining." The two shared a smile and he closed the door, crossing over to the driver's side.

Regina smiled to herself. Her plan was working. Charming was coming to her "rescue." She watched him reach into the car, allowing her glance to travel lower. His jeans hugged his backside just enough for her to notice the shape. Yes, that'll do nicely, she thought to herself.

Charming turned around, a bag in each arm. He smiled at her and hit the door closed with his shoulder.

"Thank you for being my knight in shining armor," she said on the way up the walk, laughing to herself.

"Well, it's more like flannel," he retorted. "But you're welcome." He was happy he was one of the people who truly got to see Regina's lighter side. She wasn't cold with him like she was with the rest of the town.

When they approached the door, she turned to him. "Hey, why don't you stay for dinner?" David didn't respond, so she continued, "I bought more than enough for me and Henry and…well, I'm making lasagna." She smiled warmly.

"I shouldn't… It's getting late and… I gotta get up early tomorrow for work."

Regina nodded disappointedly. "Of course." She unlocked the door. Good thing I have a backup plan.

The mayor smiled as she watched her prey devour his last bite of lasagna. "How did you like it?" She asked.

Charming wiped his mouth with his napkin. "Best lasagna I've ever had." He put the napkin back on the table and looked at her. "You really know how to work some magic." She looked at her plate, smirking.

Oh, you have no idea.

"Here," he said, moving to his feet, "let me get the dishes."

"Oh, no," Regina protested. "David!"

"It's the least I can do," he said, straightening his posture. Even in Storybrooke, he stood like a prince: tall, shoulders back, head raised.

She laughed. It was genuine, and it almost caught her off guard. "You saved me from having to call a tow truck, and now you're doing my dishes?" She forgot her goal for a moment, but caught herself, reverting to her usual tone. "It doesn't seem right." She smiled up at him and then followed the prince into the kitchen.

David hung on every word of the story Regina told him. How she found him that night. It was like it was fate. Somehow she happened to be there when he passed out on the road.

"It's amazing, isn't it? If I hadn't forgotten my phone, I wouldn't have been on the road at that time," she continued.

"It's…it's almost like the universe wanted you to find me." David was suddenly aware of how close his face was to hers. Heat coursed between them and the tension built up. She moved toward him, closing her eyes, but he pulled away. "I-I-I'm sorry," he stuttered.

"No, I'm sorry," she insisted. "I just got caught up in the moment."

He'd never seen Regina look embarrassed before and he hated being the one that caused it. He asked himself why he had backed away. This amazing, beautiful woman was standing in front of him and he had rejected her. He couldn't put his finger on why, though.

In the same moment, the pair noticed that David's hand was still on Regina's hip. But it wasn't pushing her away. She met his gaze once more and moved with the strong hand that guided her toward the prince.

He kissed her. Her lips were soft but strong. He could feel her taking control over him. He pulled her in closer and lifted her up on the counter. He kissed down her neck, gently sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin there. He felt her throat vibrate as she let out an involuntary moan.

What the hell? Regina asked herself. How could I possibly be enjoying this? She cursed at herself in her mind. She hated Charming, but she found herself feeling nothing but pleasure as he kissed down her front.

Charming had unzipped her dress, allowing the top half to bunch around her waist, leaving her lacy black bra exposed. He kissed the curve of her breast before returning to her mouth, taking her in another deep kiss.

She had to regain control.

The brunette flung her lover's flannel shirt off his body before attending to that pesky gray shirt covering his torso. As Charming pulled it over his head, Regina looked at his chiseled abs and chest. Despite the twenty-eight-year-long coma, his body retained its perfect form. She ran her index finger down one side of his torso, sure to make contact with her nail. He shivered and pulled her face to his.

She wrapped her legs around the prince's waist tightly and he lifted her off the counter. She began to kiss and lightly suck on his neck as he navigated the house, finally laying her on the couch in the living room and pulling her dress down her legs.

Regina's center throbbed. She needed him inside of her. She grabbed him by the waistband and tugged at the fasteners on his jeans. They easily came undone and dropped to his feet. She could see his member hardening beneath his boxer-briefs, pleased with what she saw. She looked into his eyes suggestively before removing the final article of clothing he wore. Charming certainly didn't disappoint in the size department.

She pulled him on top of her in a deep kiss before pushing him onto his back on the floor by the sofa, but not before he had managed to unhook her bra. She stood, allowing the black lace to fall to the floor, and slowly removed her lace panties, fully aware of how Charming took her body in. He lifted himself upright and kissed up her thighs. But before he could reach his target, Regina pushed him down.

Enough foreplay, she thought. Let's just do this. The mayor straddled the man and moved to her knees, taking his penis in her hand and teasing it against her entrance.

After a bit of teasing, she looked into his eyes. There was fire there, and she could tell he was ready to take control away from her. He needed her, and that was all she wanted.

David rolled over, moving Regina underneath him. He had her pinned, and she smiled deviously.

She dug her nails into his back as he thrust into her. Her body tensed up, and her orgasm made her start to squirm. She arched her back, moving her body up closer to him. He held her up with one arm and kissed her hard on the mouth.

David never would've pinned Regina as a screamer, but she was. As the orgasm flowed through her body, she began to make sounds he never would have expected from her.

As he thrust into her one final time, she cried out, "Oh, David!" They both hit a climax and were reduced to a heaving mess on the floor.

He watched the rise and fall of perfect breasts as she came down from her high. He didn't remember the last time he had an orgasm like that. She stared up at the ceiling, slightly dazed, and he just watched her, studied her face. Her hardened features were more relaxed now, and she was beautiful.