Casual Sex (swanqueen)

7

Emma sat on her couch flipping through channels trying to find something to watch, she muttered a few curses under her breath when she couldn't find anything interesting. She had a bag of barbecue chips in her lap, it was Friday night two days after the night at the bar. Emma didn't know if Regina was mad at her or just not in the mood for sex so the bored and sexually frustrated sheriff hadn't made any attempt to contact the mayor. It wasn't in their set of rules either, jealousy wasn't supposed to happen.

She sighed knowing she was being a bitch she knew that. She knew dancing with that guy was stupid and even though her and Regina weren't together didn't mean she should go dance with someone else. She wasn't good at this, feelings and what not! She didn't need this shit, she grumbled in anger and threw the remote across the room in anger.

If Regina was starting to feel something Emma was sure going to run. But a part of her wanted to stay, to confront these feelings, she didn't know what the hell she was feeling but she knew for a fact that it was not love. In all honesty she was scared because she was pretty certain that she didn't have any feelings for Regina or at least that's what she told herself. She continuously told herself that she felt nothing in no way for the mayor.

But that was bullshit and she knew it, she didn't want to hurt Regina. As much as she hated the women she had really grown to care for her. She didn't want to be the one to hurt her. She sighed and threw the bag of chips onto the table before turning off the tv. She grabbed her keys and walked slowly to her car. She took much longer than necessary to get to Regina's place, knowing that she was alone as Henry was away on a camping trip for the weekend.

Emma was bored and lonely Mary Margaret had gone with them to supervise and she had to admit she had been quite lonely that night, she walked up to Regina's door and thought about turning to leave. She had nothing to hide, nothing had changed, except the fact that Regina hadn't called her or the fact that Regina had gotten jealous. She had to admit she missed the mayor, her smile, her body, god she thought to herself, she was not supposed to feel these things.

She mentally punched herself as she knocked on the door waiting nervously for it to open. And she was not disappointed when it did just that a few moments later, she was greeted by Regina who looked awful, she was wearing baggy sweatpants and a silk tank top. It was an odd sight, and Emma crooked her head to the side slightly, looking at the mayor who looked so much more shattered in that moment. She wasn't the stuck up mayor Emma knew her to be. She looked so...

Human.

Emma had begun to really get to know Regina, what she liked, her interests. She wasn't always mean, she was pretty nice, always caring of the blonde, her wants her needs. She was really great in bed, loving caring, and fuck her dirty talk could get hot. It had been three months since they started their little arrangement and the two had become much closer than before. They never shared anything personal and neither wanted to, it wasn't a relationship and neither wanted it to be one or so Emma thought.

"Whoa hold up, you, Madame Mayor are wearing sweat pants?" Emma asked laughing at the sight of the beaten up looking mayor.

"Shutup," she growled.

"Where the hell have you been in the past few days?" she asked stepping inside the mansion.

"Same goes for you," Regina mumbled before closing the door.

"I bought cupcakes," she smiled holding up a small box with six cupcakes in it.

"How touching," Regina mocked her.

"Well somebody is PMSing," Emma laughed, as the mayor shot her another glare.

"You got that right," she growled before walking over to the couch and sitting heavy, pulling a blanket back over her body.