Disclaimer: I don't own OUAT and I don't make any money from it.

Warning: Sex, read at own risk.

Giddy up, Regina

Regina Mills let out a groan as she slowly opened her eyes. How much had she been drinking the night before, she had honestly no idea. In the end she assumed herself of losing track for the first time in ages. All due to her mother's stupid idea.

Again she groaned, her head was pounding like one thousand wild horses were running around in there, something she did find very ironic. It was then she realized she was not alone in bed, as an arm was lying halfway over her. Had she really been that out of it that she had dragged a stranger home with her. Not that it would matter considering Henry was living with the Charming's.

Afraid to see she still turned her head, and her jaw dropped seeing a naked Emma, lying next to her, half under and half on top of the duvet next to her. Naked…had they?

Regina swallowed hard, carefully lifting her own cover, only to see that she like Emma was naked also. How could she have let this happen, and why?

So many questions were racing through her mind as she looked at blonde next to her, she was just so beautiful, and…. 'No, Regina, stop it!' she told herself.

What was she going to do, make a run for it, or wait for her to wake, to clarify what had happened. Did she really want to know for that matter? Regina carefully tried to remove Emma's arm from on top of her so she could get out of bed and to her bathroom down the hall.

Unfortunately there was no such luck and the blonde woke too look at her with sleepy eyes, most likely not completely sober yet. Still she smiled at the vision in front of her saying, "Good morning beautiful, where are you going?"

"Bathroom, usually do when I just have woken up," Regina said, which in any other case than this was true.

"Okay, don't be gone to long," Emma said and smiled at her.

"I won't," said Regina, and somehow managing to smile back at the blonde in her bed.

She hurried to her bathroom and closed the door. Leaning on the sink in front of the big mirror, she looked at herself. She looked like crap, then again she felt like it. Her hair witnessed more than bad sleep, it were messier than it had been in ages, there was black rings beneath her eyes, and her lips seemed a bit swollen….from kissing.

The brunette close her eyes as she let pieces of incoherency come to her.

She had met up with Emma at a bar to talk about Henry, her choice, the Charming's were babysitting so she could stay as long as she wanted or needed she had told Regina. Both had driven. Their cars would have to wait there to the next day they had figured after Emma had a couple of beers and Regina three glasses of wine of the bottle she ordered, cheaper that way.

At least when the conversation started, they were trying to come to terms over who was going to keep Henry and when and how long, so on so forth but then…

She remembered vaguely she had to go to the bathroom, then pushing Emma against the wall, they had kissed heavily, but who started it. And what happened between then and the cab ride. Oh great Lord, the cab ride… The kisses, the touches, the way Emma had fondled with her breasts, scraped along her backside.

She swallowed hard knowing they at some point made to her house. Kissing against the door, hardly managing to get inside. After that it however was a blur.

Regina just assumed they had gone all the way at least once considering both were now naked and she was a bit sore downstairs come to think of it. Again she looked in the mirror, no hickeys along her neck or collarbone where anyone could see, but at least one at her breast.

How could she have let herself do this with a woman she hated, or at least wanted to hate? And what was she going to do now, go back and snuggle up close, not let her go. She shook it off; this was her step granddaughter, the daughter of the couple she hated so very much.

She started hearing a knock on her door, and Emma in a worried voice ask, "Regina, are you okay in there?"

"No, I'm not okay, I woke up next to you…naked, and I don't remember all that much," said Regina with a sigh.

"If you let me in we can talk about it," said Emma calmly.

"What do you mean, what is there to talk about?" Regina wanted to know.

"The way I see it you have two choices if you want to know what happened, let me tell you, or let me show you. In any case you should let me in," said Emma, leaning against the door.

Regina sighed as she put the door ajar so the blonde could come inside. She sat down on the toilet after putting down the lid, and Emma on the bathtub in the corner. In the other corner a shower going from floor to ceiling, but the looks of it a massage shower. Emma looked at the tiles around, in a shade between white and very light purple, and some of them had pictures of swans swimming on a pond.

"You like swans," said Emma with s frown, thinking that was some coincidence.

"Is that a problem?" said Regina, her voice sounded sour.

"No not at all, just surprised, I knew you liked horses, which reminds me the stable around here is that yours?" asked Emma.

"Yes, now will you get to the point, my head really hurts so…" Regina, she seemed not to be up for a conversation of what she did or didn't like.

"Then if you wanted you could have thought Henry how to ride instead of Charming, if you still…" Emma started, but saw Regina frowning in a get to the point way and said, "Never mind, well I take it you recall why we met in the first place, it was to debate what to do about Henry as you wanted to spend more time with him, which all things considered is understandable. This was a long and pretty heated debate, but we ended up with him staying with you from Friday after school to Sunday morning. I stand by that. After all you were his mother for so many years and I still want you in his life spite what others should think. Then we touched upon the subjects of Neal and I, you and Daniel and the relationship with my parents. Considering you at that point of our discussion had had one bottle of wine and was on your second umbrella drink it is only natural that you had to go to the bathroom. Taking longer than expected I went to find you, assuming you ended up in a line or head down in the toilet puking. You were neither, you were leaning against the sink, looking into the mirror, your eyes were so sad, and your tears were falling. It just broke me. Walking over you saw me and turned, unable to pull yourself together. I reached to dry away your tears, and you leaned against my hand. I leaned to kiss you and backed away, looking at me with confusion and amazement, before hurrying towards the door. I followed, grabbed your arm and pushed you against the wall, you looked on the verge of tears. I kissed you again, you changed your mind and became very dominant, pushing me against the wall, going at me, stopping, gasping for air, whispering, "My house now." I didn't object to this. We continued in the cab, at the door, up the stairs and in the bedroom, and you sure can ride."

"Thank you for stating the obvious, Miss Swan, of course I can ride, I was born to do so, my mother was against me riding without a saddle, but never mind that. For how long did we…?" Regina wondered, having no doubt about what Emma said was true.

"To around 4am, by then you seemed exhausted and satisfied, as was I," said Emma honestly.

"I see," said Regina with a nod, feeling sorry about not remembering most of it.

"Do…do you regret it?" Emma asked, she suddenly sounded very insecure. After all it didn't seem like she was having the same reaction to what was happened as she did. Did she find it to be a mistake, Emma hoped not.

"No, my darling, I don't," said Regina as she gently stroked Emma's cheek, wondering where the hell that suddenly came from.

Emma seemed to brighten up by this touch and her words and leaned in to kiss Regina gently. The brunette, now in a more sober state than the night before, would not reject her, but instead part her lips for Emma's tongue to slip inside. Emma's tongue mingled with Regina's, competing for dominance as she somehow managed to push Regina up so she was sitting on top of the sink, and got between her legs. Regina threw hear head back, almost hitting the huge mirror behind her in the process, panting. The blonde went for her neck, her hands fondling with Regina's firm breasts.

The older woman was twisting in delight as Emma's lips slowly and tormenting made their way down to her bosom. The younger woman kissing from the outside of her breast, before her tongue lapped over her hard nipple, then she started sucking, gentle, then harder. One hand treating Regina's other breast the other the small of her back. Feeling the other woman's hand one in her hair, pushing her closer, and the other caressing along her shoulder and shoulder blades.

Emma let go of her breast, her nipple almost sucked raw, going up to give the other woman a kiss, looking into her eyes, they were filled with lust and need, and so Emma didn't wait before going down on her. Kissing her way in to the area that was protected by Regina's dark curls. Of course she wouldn't be shaven as she had no lover until now; therefore there was no need for her to do so. She took a deep breath wishing she had, knowing from when she had sucked Graham or Leopold for that matter hair was not always pleasant. Emma could sense Regina wasn't fully with her and stopped only to ask, "Are you okay with me doing this, you seemed to be last night?"

"I am, just I'm hairy, I haven't…in a while," she answered, realizing she was blushing.

"I don't mind it, sweetheart, you are perfect the way you are," said Emma and smiled warming at her, making her blush even more.

The other woman went back in her previous position, letting her tongue slide between her folds, feeling Regina shivering lightly by this, her pelvic thrusting up as Emma continued to lick and very slowly she let two fingers slide inside her, working alongside her tongue. Regina let her hands go inside Emma's hair, directing the speed, almost suffocating her, but that only made Emma go more intense, making Regina come hard, screaming out, feeling like she saw stars.

The blonde licked her clean, before going up to kiss her cheek, whispering, "Satisfied?"

"You wish, you better get back in bed," said Regina in a superior tone.

"Oh is that the way it's going to be," said Emma with a frown, stealing a kiss, making Regina taste herself on her lips, sweeter than what she would have thought.

"My house, my rules, meaning you are not to sleep over when Henry is home, are we clear on that," said Regina, adding at least not to begin with."

"And who are you supposing are going to tell mom and dad?" Emma asked, moving aside so Regina could get down.

"We'll deal with them when the time comes," said Regina, adding, "So are you coming or not."

"I am, your highness," said Emma and rolled her eyes slightly, following Regina to her room.

"Faster, faster," Emma panted, hours later, Regina was on top, riding her hard, her hands on her hips, watching moving along as the brunette speed up, screaming out as she continued and climaxed hard, before crashing down upon her. Emma captured her, whispering, "Easy, girl, easy."

"I…have to go," Regina got in between her heavy breaths, somehow managing to get loose to get out of bed.

"Go, where?" Emma asked shocked.

"Someone had to get our son from school, it's Friday," Regina saying with a frown.

"Shit, you're right," said Emma, getting up as well. They had simply forgotten about their daily chores and stayed in bed, taking times to please each other.

"Reminding me, shouldn't you have been working?" said Regina, going to her closet to find an outfit, while Emma tried to find hers from the night before, looking around at the floor.

"And here I thought I was, besides I think dear old dad can handle the Sheriff's station on his own," said Emma with a sigh, knowing Regina was right, she should have.

"Cute, I would appreciate if you don't forget who pay both you and your father," said Regina, buttoning her blouse, before zipping up her black skirt outside it.

"I thought you lost your job as Mayor," said Emma surprised.

"Downtown office yes, work no, I'm not giving that up so easy, I trust you can find your way out," said Regina, taking a pair of boots out of the closet, and quickly putting them on.

"Damn you look hot," said Emma, eying her, zipping up her pants, before taking up her red jacket, when she came to thinking of something and asked, "Won't he notice you smell of me."

"I have perfume and he's not Colombo," Regina said, walking over to her makeup table, spraying some on from one of her expensive bottles, before combing her hair, and spraying that as well, makeup would have to wait, she hated to be late.

"Yet very perceptive, and how are you getting down there anyways, our cars are at the bar," Emma reminded her.

"Shit," said Regina and practically stormed down the stairs and headed for the door, so fast that Emma had hard time keeping track thinking, "I guess we're running over there."

About twenty minutes later both mothers were to find themselves outside Henry's school where he was waiting. He turned as he heard Regina's familiar footsteps, and said, "You're late, where is the car, and hi Emma."

"Hi kid," said Emma and smiled vaguely at her, saying, "I'll get David to drive me there so I can bring it over, if you have the keys."

Regina quickly went through her purse and handed her the keys, saying, "Just park it in front of the garage and leave the keys in the window."

Emma nodded saying, "Should I call?"

"I'll call, I have your number, do you have your things," Regina's attention got turned at her son as Emma didn't even exist anymore. Emma sighed and started to walk towards the Sheriff's office hearing Henry ask, "You never said where the car was, wait is that a hickey on your neck?"

"I meet someone at the bar where I met Emma, but guess what you are going to stay to Sunday, great huh?" said Regina and smiled at him.

"Someone I know, really she's okay with that?" he said, finding that a bit hard to believe.

"I'll tell you if it gets serious, and she did, if you are okay with it, you don't have to if…" Regina sounded insecure.

"That's cool, can we watch movies tonight and make popcorn and pizza?" he asked, he loved her homemade pizza's.

"Sure," she said, glad he didn't ask more about who she met; she wasn't up for that talk just yet.

"Awesome, race you home," he said and set up, before she could react. She groaned, thinking she had already had enough exercise, but she had no choice but to follow. She had a feeling Emma wouldn't get up the hook that easy, but she had no time to worry about that just now, she had more than enough that concentrating about following Henry, spite her current condition a smile graced her lips, knowing this weekend would be much better than she dared to hope for when she met up with Emma at the bar the night before. And who knew maybe she could make an arrangement to see her the following Monday as well when she came to get Henry.

"You're so slow," she heard him yell ahead and speed up, as giggle left her lips. Things were finally changing for the better she knew, she could enjoy the moment for now, because it would be another tune when she and Emma later would have to tell their parents.

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