Craving

Chapter 2

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Emma frowned as she watched Zelena pour whiskey into both shot glasses. She hated whiskey more than anything, for reasons more than just the horrible taste.

Zelena nudged her shot glass over, teeth gleaming in the dim light as she noticed Emma's reaction. "The first thing you ought to know about me, sweetheart, is I don't hold back. You said you were a challenge, prove it."

Emma swallowed hard and picked up the shot, forcing back memories as they flashed through her mind and sent mixed emotions throughout her. The smell almost made her gag, causing her stomach to roll with nausea.

Zelena grinned, apparently in tune with how Emma was feeling. She held up her shot in an act of cheers. "Tell you what—I'll go first. To reassure you it's not as terrible as you think." The redhead tilted her head back and effortlessly downed the shot, slamming the glass back down onto the table with a contented sigh. She licked her lips and stared the blonde down. "Well? Are you going to take it or am I going to?"

Emma inhaled sharply as Zelena scooted closer to her so their thighs were nearly touching. She forced herself not to jump as the woman leaned to speak softly in her ear, though she did stiffen.

"Come on, little swan. Show me a real challenge."

Emma's eyes widened at the mention of her name. How in the world did she know? She suppressed a shiver and licked her dry lips before turning her head to look directly at Zelena. The woman's eyes were so blue she could fall into them. They sparkled with a mischievous twinkle along with something else she couldn't quite describe. Almost as if she was anticipating something.

In one swift motion, Emma downed the shot. She slammed the glass down on the counter and took a ragged breath, her eyes watering and throat burning. She hadn't remembered whiskey to be quite that potent. She packed down the urge to cough and put on a smirk.

"What else you got?" She goaded.

Zelena laughed merrily, throwing her head back as she did so. It fascinated Emma, how she looked so perfect. Vampires were beautiful in folklore and recent pop culture but seeing it in person put everything into a whole new perspective. She suddenly wanted to kiss Zelena, to tug her closer and wrap her arms around her neck, to feel how badly the redhead craved her.

Zelena's laughter faded away, her blue eyes darkening a shade. She sighed and got up to grab a different bottle of alcohol, refilling their shot glasses once more. Emma stared at her intensely, trying to convey how she felt. It was clear Zelena knew as a smile tugged at her lips.

The redhead pushed the shot glass toward her again. "Drink." She nodded to the glass. "You've had far too little for that yet."

Emma blinked and grabbed the glass, pondering what her words meant. Pushing away her feelings of lust, she held the glass up and clinked it against Zelena's. Again, they downed their drinks. Emma was mildly surprised to find the alcohol was sweet and rather tart as opposed to the bitter hardness of the whiskey.

"Seems you enjoyed that one better, yeah?" Zelena tilted her head playfully.

Emma held up her glass. "Another."

Regina chuckled and ruefully shook her head as she filled her glass. Emma downed that as quickly as the first and held out her glass once more. When Zelena hesitated, Emma grabbed the bottle and poured it herself. Her head felt light and her stomach warm, her entire body tingling with the familiar buzz that alcohol brought.