The Bandit Mills

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Everyone heard of bandit Mills. But everyone thought that it was a man. Because if you saw them and knew their name you where dead. Except on person of course. The famous archer.
Emma Swan.
No one messed with her. She may look like she only carries around a bow and arrows but she has more knives on her than you have fingers.
The thing about her arrows was that certain arrows nobody knew which ones but her, on impact they would blow up.
But Bandit Mills was always the talk.
A woman with long brown hair, wearing pants with a gun strapped to her hip walked into the Saloon. Nobody knew her name and she liked it that way.
She sat at the bar.
"Keep. Whiskey." She demanded. The old man glanced at her before ignoring her. "I want a whiskey old man either get it for me or I get it myself." She growled. By now everyone was starring at her even a certain blonde that was sitting in the back puffing a cigar.
"Look lady I'm busy and if you want a drink why don't you have a man but it for you!" He bellowed making everyone laugh. She smirked and looked at her gun.
"Your right where are my manors?" She chuckled before grabbing her gun and pulling back the hammer with her thumb. "Get me a damn whiskey." She said as if it where nothing. The keep tightened his jaw before doing as she asked and getting a mug of the alcoholic beverage.
"What's your name pretty lady?" A one handed man said sliding into the stool next to her.
"Non of your fucking business go get yourself a whore to mess with." She sneered at the man. She picked up her glass and took a swig a let it burn her throat.
"But I want to fuck you. Named Hook." He said lifting the hook attached to his wrist.
"Clever name. Now get lost before I shoot you in the head." She growled gripping her gun that was now setting on the counter.
He gulped slightly before leaving her alone. When he left she relieved the hammer and placed her gun in the holster on her hip.
As she was leaving the blonde stood and followed her out.
"Looks like Swans giving her a go!" A man shouted from inside. But Mills didn't here him.
She threw herself atop her prized steed and situated herself. She took a carrot from her saddle bag and reach down as far as she could toward the horses head to see the blonde smiling.
Emma took the carrot from the brunette and fed it to the animal who took it gratefully.
"Thought you wouldn't be this far North." She smirked looking at the irritated woman.
"Well I guess it's a good night when I see you." She whispered undoing her buckle and slipping the sliver wedding band into her palm before slipping it on her left ring finger. Swan smiled before doing the same.
"Are you ready?" The blonde asked.
"More than over due." She winked before walking her horse away. Emma mounted her mare and trotted after the other woman.

They took off into a dead run for the mountains toward a cabin no one dared to go to.
Swan Ridge. It was closed of twenty feet around but the dance wasn't the only thing keeping people out.
It was the four dobermans that guarded the place.
"Slow poke!" Mills shouted back.
"Anything for my Queen!" Emma shouted back.
When they came to the gate the brunette jumped off before her steed came to a stop.
She waited for Emma to get to the gate to unlock it. She opened the gate and watched as all four dogs raced out of their dog houses to greet their owners.
"Robin, Belle, Neil, Daniel!" The first woman said kneeling down to pet them as they kicked her face.
"Off." Emma commanded and was pleased as the dogs all sat in a line. The archer took both horses and led them to the hitch. She unsaddled both before putting them in the pen behind the house.
The bandit locked the gate securely.
"Hello beautiful." Emma said wrapping her arms around her wife.
"Hot stuff." Her partner growled.
"Can I say your name now?" She asked.
"No in the house." Mills winked before walking seductively into the house swaying her hips.
She placed her hat and coat in the wrack hearing puppy barks coming from the kitchen. She smiled before seeing a small Doberman puppy in a crate.
"Couldn't leave him in side." Emma said placing her ands on her wife's hips. "Regina. Regina god I love your name." Swan moaned kissing Regina's neck.
"Mm. When did bell have it?" She asked moving herself into Emma's arms more.
"Two or three months ago. I've been calling it dog because I wanted for you to be here when I named it." The blonde sat at the kitchen table and watched her wife pick the puppy up and sit at the table as well.
"Then Emma what did you have in mind?" She baby talked the puppy.
"Henry." Regina's head shot in her direction at the mention of the name. "I know that you wanted to name your son that if you had one but that's not happening because I ain't got no dick. But I thought that a dog was the next best thing." Emma smiled at the woman who had been haunting her dreams for the past year.
"You know I can never get that release like you gave me on my own. Do mind fixing that?" Regina growled putting the puppy back.
"I can fix that." She smiled and took all her weapons that where on her and set them on the table. All in count of two machetes, three switch blades, an ax, and an assortment of knives all over. Her bow and arrows where already hung up for the night.
"Well than fix it savior."
Emma licked her lips and started to undo Regina's gun belt. She kissed the brunette placing the gun on the table.

They where now completely backed and standing in the middle of the kitchen. They didn't care no one could see them over the fence.
Nothing could keep them apart anymore.
Regina pulled Emma to their room and threw her in the bed getting on top straddling her wife's hips.
"Take me my queen." The blonde begged.
And she did just that.
She plunged down into a kiss. Teeth and tongues clashed from desperation. They hadn't seen each other in so long. It was to long. They promised each other that no other woman would experience this with either of them.
Regina moved away from her savior a mouth and moved to her neck and kissed till she found the crook of her jaw below her ear lobe. At first she butterfly kissed but deepened it.
She started to suck roughly.
"Uuhh Gina." Emma moaned in pleasure. She released and bite down hard enough to draw blood but didn't.
"Mine." She growled. She butterfly kissed down to her hips but stopped looking at the gorgeous woman. "I love you." She smiled. Emma ran her finger through her lovers hair.
"I love you." She smiled as Regina moved lower setting her face between the blondes legs and shoulders under her bent legs.
She rubbed the inside of her thighs starring and the waxed area that she couldn't wait to taste.
She licked up her slit a couple time making shivers come to Swan.
The Queen flicked her tongue over her loves clit.
"More." Emma moaned loudly moving her hands to the sheets to grasp waiting for it. But like every other time it came with no warning.
Regina stuck two fingers into the tight hole pumping rapidly.
"Gina!" The queens savior moaned high pitched.
She positioned her thumb so it would hit her clit each thrust.
The screams of ecstasy became louder. Out side the room in the kitchen small howls could be heard from the little puppy who had no idea and never would on what was going down or like who was going down on who.

The next mourning Emma woke naked and alone. The left side of the bed neat and cold meaning that Regina had left early. An envelope sat in the pillow with a box. She sat up and leaned against the head bored.
She grabbed the box and took the knife from her night stand and cut the box open.
Inside was packed with money. That made her quickly grab the envelope and tear it open.

My dear,
I love you so very much. I know you expected me to stay longer but I'm being hunted in this area. And k know you're going to say 'no one knows what you look like except me'. Well that's why I left. They are coming to the best tracker in the state to find a ghost. I've murdered people. I've stolen from banks. Yes the money you have now actually came from Texas. I brought it all the way up here to Wyoming for you. I wish I could just change my last name to Swan and not have to worry about it anymore. But then temptation would be to much. I'm going some where far. I don't know when the next time I will be able to see you will be. Watch Henry for me. You're still a heavy sleeper when you pass out. I left you a present before I left if you are wondering about the wet dream you had that actually happened. It was me.
I'm sorry for everything. But I'm not sorry for falling g for you because even if I tried I wouldn't be able to go with anyone else.
I love you never forget that.

Your lover,
The Queen

She had tears falling down her cheeks. The blonde folded it up and placed it in the vanity drawer and grabbed the box stuffing it on the top shelf in the closet.
Swan got ready for the day and fed the puppy before walking out to the older dogs with the dog food and filled their water bowls. She looked at the gate to see it securely locked.
Emma shook her head and walked back to the horse pen to see a handful or red and black roses on the gate and her horse groomed. She rolled my eyes and walked in grabbed the reins.

The archer walked her over to the gate in time to hear some one knocking on the other side.
She unlocked it grabbing the rifle from my saddle.
The blonde opened it to see some one she didn't expect to see.
"Hi I was told Emma Swan lived here." He smiled. Emma remained blank.
"You must be Mr. Gold." She smiled slightly. "Heard you where in the area. She knew him from the posters that voted him into state sherif.
"Yes I need your help looking for someone." Emma bit her lip lightly.
"Who would that be?"
"The Bandit Mills."