SwanQueen Week 2

MILF

Regina walked inside the mansion one night after a long meeting at her office. She took off her heels and walked up the stairs about to knock on her son's door when she heard him mention her in his conversation.

"No Nick, stop saying that. My mom's not like that. Ew no! No way! How in the world is my mom a milf? No don't answer that. Just leave it be. Can we just get along with the game? We're losing"

Regina stood dead in her tracks, letting the words sink in. What the hell was a milf?
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"Hello Madame Mayor", a voice said and Regina looked up to see Emma walk inside the office, a take out bag in her hand, two root beers in her other. Regina gave her a soft smile, watching as the blonde walked closer and stood in front of her desk, but the blonde's smile disappeared.

"Everything okay?", Emma asked when she noticed the wired look Regina gave her and the brunette blushed. Sometimes she just couldn't restrain herself around the blonde. She was so intoxicating and Regina's inner evil self just wanted to take the blonde and ravish her slowly and hard.

"I'm fine, just... been a long week"

Emma smiled at the lie and placed the takeout on the desk before crossing her arms. "Come on Regina, you know I can tell if you lie easily. What's going on?"

Regina sighed deep, mentally punching herself for even attempting to lie to the blonde. The whole conversation between her son and his friend was boring into her mind and it had been ever since she heard it. "I overheard a conversation between Henry and Nick last night", she started out and Emma nodded, narrowing her eyes.

"Why? You never overhear Henry's conversations. You've always respected his privacy"

"I do I do, and I'm ashamed to have listened without permission, but... they talked about something"

"Something?", Emma pressed on and Regina nodded.

"Henry said something about a... a-a milf?"

If Emma had been drinking the root beer, like she normally would have, she would have spit it out all over the desk. Was she hearing right? "He said what?"

"Milf. What is that? Henry denied Nick that I was a milf. Is it something bad?"

Emma had to cover her mouth with her palm in order to stop the snort from coming out. Regina was so innocent and pure it was unbelievable. "What? Why are you laughing?", Regina asked annoyed and Emma lost it, laughing out. "Stop laughing!"

"I'm sorry Regina. But uhm... well... a milf is... it stands for something", Emma awkwardly tried to explain and Regina waited for her to continue. "It stands for mother I'd like to fuck", she said slowly watching Regina's reaction and laughed hard as she saw the skin pale.

"Oh..."

"Just leave them be Regina, they're just teenagers", Emma assured her as she opened the take out bag and Regina tilted her head to the side, watching the blush on the blonde's cheeks.

"Do you think I'm a milf?", she suddenly asked and Emma stopped in her tracks, feeling her blush increase further.

"Uhm... well...", she said awkwardly clearing her throat and Regina couldn't stop the smirk on her face, standing from her seat. Emma blushed looking around and Regina walked over and sat down on the blonde's lap, her legs on each side of the blonde's and brought her arms around her shoulders.

"You probably think I am one, just like those little horny teenagers, don't you miss Swan?"

"I uh..."

"I bet you just want to take me against that desk, am I right?"

Emma felt herself getting trapped in a corner and swallowed hard looking down at the visible cleavage. Regina smiled and brought her fingers to the blonde's chin, forcing her to look up. "My eyes are up here Swan"

Emma swallowed hard and brought her hand to Regina's wrist, removing the finger from her chin and brought it to her hip, letting the fingers clench her leather jacket. Before Regina knew it, lips were on her own and she felt herself being carried onto her desk, the kiss growing heated. "Who believed the sheriff would be interested in the mayor hmm?"