Dominating Mayor Mills

Chapter 1

Emma sat at the island, slowly sipping her coffee as she waited for Regina to come downstairs. They definitely needed to talk after what had happened last night, and Emma's stomach vibrated with excitement of what this unexpected change in their sexual relationship meant. Emma had never expected such a development, had never once thought that Regina would ask (more like demand her brain corrected her) that Emma pin her down and fuck her, take her, control her. Not only because it didn't seem like something Regina would ever enjoy, but also because Regina knew of Emma's past sexual experiences and her preferences in the bedroom; they'd spoken of them at length, and not once had Regina ever indicated that she'd be interested in submitting to Emma. In their year of dating, not once had she ever hinted that she'd like for Emma to take control of her body in such a way.

In fact, based on their past conversations, Emma was pretty sure Regina would be wholly opposed to it, which was why she'd reassured Regina when they'd discussed Emma's penchant for domination that she was more than able to make love without involving any sort of power play. Regina seemed relieved by Emma's assurances, and Emma took that as a clear indication that Regina was not and would never be interested in that sort of interaction. And so their relationship had grown and progressed into a wonderfully loving, supporting one, but one which did not including any aspect of the BDSM lifestyle. Well, until last night that is.

Things had started out normally enough. They'd had a couple of drinks after dinner (though Regina had poured herself a vodka martini rather than her usual glass of wine), and after Henry had gone to bed, they'd moved upstairs to Regina's room. They began to kiss and stroke one another, peeling off articles of clothing as they moved to the bed. But then Regina had looked at Emma for a long moment before rolling under her, guiding the woman on top and taking hold of Emma's hand. Regina had then placed it on her delicate wrist, Emma taking the hint and clasping it gently.

Regina had guided Emma's arm so that her wrist, which Emma held securely, slid along the mattress until her knuckles brushed the bars of the headboard. Regina then grasped one with her hand before moving her other hand up and doing the same, clutching the headboard tight. She then glanced up at Emma, and the two shared a long look.

Emma had been a little confused at first, Regina never having initiated being on the bottom before. Usually, they took turns touching one another, rocked their bodies together, or they used a toy until they came. Never had Regina lain under Emma and looked up at her with such a pleading expression. Emma had stared, her mind racing, because she had told Regina months earlier that this was how she usually initiated a scene with her ex-lovers: she would grab their wrists and force them to hold onto the headboard or she bound their wrists in some fashion as a hint that they were to keep their hands away. And now, Regina had done it herself, but she had given Emma this look, this look that told Emma everything she needed to know.

After realising what her lover was asking for, Emma's stomach had clenched with arousal. But, she'd also hesitated. This was the first time Regina had ever put herself in such a vulnerable position- and so quietly too. Usually, they were quite vocal about what they wanted to do to the other. Actively pinning the other down was nothing new, but never before had Regina pinned herself down and guided Emma to be on top. Regina hadn't looked scared; she'd looked comfortable and eager, but still Emma hesitated. They'd never discussed this, and Emma never topped anyone unless she knew their limits and their wants. Emma knew Regina's hard limits, as well as what turned her on, but this was different.

"Touch me, Emma. I want you."

Regina's pleading voice, her eager look, the way she licked her lips- they all tugged at Emma's libido, encouraging her to act. Not wanting to break the moment, Emma had proceeded carefully, reminding Regina to tell her to stop the second she didn't like something. Regina had nodded enthusiastically but didn't say a word. And so they'd made love in an entirely different way last night. Emma had taken things incredibly slowly, hadn't taken control in a way that she would have had they had a discussion about Regina's wants, needs, and limits prior to going to bed. But Emma had still topped Regina in a way that she hadn't ever before, in the way it seemed Regina wanted, and the brunette had had to scream her releases into a pillow because of just how loud she'd been.