So I saw a prompt on Facebook for a story like this. I'm not sure if I got it right though…

Lunch Date, Emma Swan Style.

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"I brought lunch!"

Regina Mills looked up and over the rims of her glasses as her blonde wife bounded into her office. All red leather jacket and bouncing blonde curls and flashing white teeth.

"Thank god," groaned the Mayor, "I'm starving."

Regina returned her wife's grin as Emma pushed the Mayor's chair back slightly to allow herself to perch on the edge of Regina's desk facing the brunette. Regina tugged off her glasses and threw them on the desk next to her wife, dismissing the pile of paperwork that called her name. Emma leaned down and captured Regina's full lips in a lingering kiss.

Regina tilted her head up slightly to deepen the kiss and slipped a hand into Emma's blonde curls. Emma groaned softly when Regina ran her tongue along the seam of the blonde's mouth, teasingly asking for entry. Emma's mouth slipped open and welcomed her lover's tongue. Regina kept the kiss light and teasing and did not allow Emma to deepen it as much as both women wanted. With a final, playful nip to Emma's bottom lip, Regina withdrew, leaving Emma gasping for air.

Regina chuckled when Emma growled and chased after Regina's lips. Regina turned her head and placed a restraining hand on Emma's chest.

"Darling," Regina chuckled, "As delightful as this is… we only have an hour and I'm really hungry."

Emma pouted and leaned back on the desk. Regina laughed again at Emma's childish pout. Caressing Emma's thigh, Regina looked around and frowned, saying, "Where's the food?"

Emma grinned with impish mischief.

"I thought you'd rather eat out," Emma said wickedly as she leaned further back on the desk and spread her legs, placing one boot on Regina's chair on either side of the brunette's hips.

Regina laughed out loud and Emma's grin grew. Gods, Emma loved her wife's laugh.

In between giggles, Regina said, "You're such a…"

"Romantic?" Emma said with an arched eyebrow.

Regina rolled her eyes, "Something like that. Though the word I was looking for was Charming."

Emma scowled and softly nudged Regina's hip with the heel of her boot.

"Not cool, my Queen," grumbled Emma with narrowed eyes. "Not. Fucking. Cool."

Regina's breath hitched slightly as the words "my Queen" and "Fucking" fell from Emma's lips in the same breath. The brunette ignored it in favor of giving her wife a teasing smirk.

Emma rolled her eyes and dropped her annoyance. Giving Regina a heated look, Emma dipped her chin slightly. Her voice dropped an octave as she said suggestively, "So…"

Regina arched an eyebrow.

"Still hungry?" Emma asked.

Regina winked as she pulled her chair closer to the desk and pushed Emma's legs wider apart.

"Absolutely starving," Regina purred as she gripped her wife's hips and claimed her lips in a hungry kiss.

Emma's hands tangled in Regina's short brown hair and held her tightly to her as Regina slipped her tongue into Emma's mouth. Emma moaned and Regina slid her hands up the blonde's thighs, over a quivering stomach, up to two perfect breasts. It was Regina's turn to moan as she cupped her wife's t-shirt clad breasts. Regina groaned as she realized her wife had foregone a bra this morning and felt Emma's nipples start to harden. After a few moments of passionate kissing, Emma broke away breathlessly. Her mouth refusing to lose contact with delicious, soft skin, Regina latched onto Emma's throat.

"Regina," Emma gasped as she tilted her head further back to give the brunette more room. Regina sucked on Emma's pulse point as she felt the younger woman's hand tighten in her dark hair. Emma's hips thrust forward as Regina squeezed her left breast lightly. Emma's breath left her in ragged gasps when Regina's lips travelled down Emma's neck and collarbone to latch onto a t-shirt covered nipple.

Regina continued to suck on Emma's left nipple as she slipped a hand under the cotton tank top and grasped Emma's right breast roughly.

"Yes!" Emma hissed and arched her back to push more of her breast into Regina's mouth.

After a few minutes, Regina became annoyed with the fabric separating her from her wife's tantalizing skin. With an animalistic growl, Regina drew back, grasped the front of Emma's white tank top and yanked down. The sound of a startled gasp and tearing fabric filled the otherwise silent office.

"You didn't," Emma growled.

"I warned you what it did to me when you don't wear a bra, my love," Regina smirked.

"You little bi- Ah!" Emma's cuss changed into a cry of pleasure as Regina quickly took her over-sensitized nipple back into her mouth and sucked hard.

"Fuck, babe," Emma hissed as Regina ran her teeth over the peaked flesh. "You are evil, my Queen."

Regina smirked. Emma knew what she was getting herself into when she married the Evil Queen. And if there was one thing the Queen hated most, it was things standing in her way of something she wanted. Speaking of which, those skin tight jeans had to go.

With a deft flick of Regina's wrist, Emma felt her ass meet the cold marble of Regina's desk.

"Shit, Reg. Seriously?" Emma hissed.

Regina laughed again as she let go of Emma's breast with a wet plop and reached up to nip Emma's pouting lower lip.

"Hush, Princess, I'll make it up to you," Regina murmured. "Lay back."

All protest died on Emma's tongue as she felt the brunette's nails lightly scratch down the blonde's tense thigh.

"Shit, baby," Emma gasped as she lay down and exposed herself to her wife. "Do you have any idea what your voice does to me?"

"I have an idea…" Regina chuckled, but her voice trailed off as she looked down. Her wife was spread before trimmed, blonde curls glistening with arousal. Emma's clit was hard and swollen and begging to be sucked.

"Fuck, Emma," Regina whispered, completely mesmerized. "You are soaked."

Emma keened and panted as Regina rubbed her thumbs in light circles on Emma's hips, "Wanted you… all day."

Regina groaned in tandem with her lover at the thought of Emma walking around like this all day.

"Please, baby," Emma whimpered as she tilted her hips closer to Regina and lifted her head to look straight into Regina's dark eyes. "Please, my Queen…Lick my pussy."

Regina inhaled sharply at the wanton look on her wife' face, at the raw desire in her voice. Mouth watering in anticipation, Regina leaned forward and inhaled her lover's spicy scent. Her tongue lightly grazed Emma's clit and the blonde's hips shot forward.

"Easy, love," Regina murmured.

"Reg…" Emma panted.

"Shh," Regina soothed. The Queen waited until Emma's hips relaxed before she swiped her tongue through the blonde's soaking folds.

"Regina!" Emma yelped as she quickly tangled her hand in brown locks.

Regina groaned at the taste of Emma and lapped hungrily at Emma's wet pussy. The brunette circled the blonde's throbbing clit before sucking it into her mouth.

"Fuck, Reg… don't stop. Please don't stop," Emma begged.

Regina continued to suck on Emma's clit as she reached down with one hand and slowly fingered her opening.

"Oh Gods! Yes!" Emma cried as Regina teased her opening.

Regina was glad, as she often was, that she had long since cast a silencing spell around her office. Trying to get Emma to stay quiet during sex was impossible. Not to mention criminal. The sounds the blonde made was always a severe turn on for the brunette.

"Inside, baby. Please inside," Emma begged as she rocked her hips against Regina's mouth.

Regina obliged her wife and slipped a finger inside of Emma.

Both women groaned as the slender appendage slipped into Emma's clenching hole.

"Oh, Regina," Emma whimpered as Regina immediately began to fuck her.

"More," Emma pleaded.

Regina groaned against Emma. Without warning, on her next thrust, Regina added two more fingers, never stopping her assault on Emma's clit. Emma was so tight.

"Fuck, yes!" Emma yelled as Regina picked up the speed of her thrusts.

Regina reluctantly released Emma's clit to look up at her wife. Emma lay flat on her back, her chest heaving, her legs spread as wide as they could go and her eyes shut tightly. Overcome with the sudden need to be as close to her wife as possible when she came, Regina stood and pulled Emma up until the blonde was once again sitting on her desk.

Regina hungrily claimed Emma's lips in a passionate kiss that was all tongue and teeth as she continued to thrust her fingers into Emma's clenching pussy. Emma wrapped her arms around Regina's neck and thrust her hips as fast as she could.

Breaking the kiss, Regina gasped for air as she rested her forehead against Emma' brown eyes, Regina looked at her beautiful wife, whose face was extorted in ecstasy. Regina knew Emma was close to coming. And fuck was she beautiful. The most beautiful thing Regina had ever seen in her life.

"Look at me, Emma," Regina commanded, her throat tight with emotion. Emma whined as she tried in vain to pry her eyes open, the intense pleasure she was feeling was too much.

"Look at me, baby," Regina said again, "I want to see your eyes, Princess."

Emma finally managed to open her eyes slightly. A sob escaped Emma's chest when she locked eyes with Regina. The older women's dark orbs were filled with so much love and adoration that Emma's heart clenched painfully. Regina leaned forward and pressed a sweet kiss to Emma's swollen lips before she placed her lips at Emma's ear and whispered, "I want you to come for me, darling, and I want you to look at me when you do… keep your eyes open, Princess."

"Re…gina" Emma whimpered again as the brunette picked up her pace and pressed her thumb into Emma's clit.

"That's it, baby," Regina cooed, "Come for me."

Emma struggled to keep eye contact as her orgasm slammed into her. Regina's fingers were almost unable to move as Emma clamped down on them, but the brunette wiggled them as much as she could. In doing so, Regina managed to hit a new sensitive spot inside of Emma that sent the blonde into her second orgasm before her first ended. Emma was unable to keep her eyes open this time as her body spasmed and fluid leaked from her onto Regina's hand and desk. Emma's head fell to Regina's shoulder and she buried her head in the brunette's neck.

"Regina, Regina, Regina," Emma gasped as pleasure wracked her body.

Regina held her trembling wife in her arms as Emma came down from her high. Regina peppered Emma's neck and shoulder with soft sweet kisses as she slowly removed her fingers from her wife.

The blonde whimpered in loss before she looked up and kissed Regina lazily. Breaking away, Emma leaned her forehead tiredly against Regina's.

"Still hungry?" Emma whispered.

Regina laughed and shook her head.

"I love you, Emma…so much," Regina whispered as she looked deeply into green eyes.

Emma smiled as she cupped Regina's cheeks and pressed a soft kiss to her mouth.

"I love you too, Reg," the Savior whispered.

After a few moments, of basking in the after-glow, Regina shifted and winced as her panties rubbed against her now sensitive and swollen flesh. Emma caught the movement and grinned at her wife. The blonde hopped off the desk and caused her wife to step back.

"I think it's time the White Knight takes care of her Queen," Emma said as she placed her hands on Regina's shoulders and pushed her back onto her chair.

Brown eyes dancing with mirth, Regina looked up at her wife and said, "And how, would this good Knight take care of her Queen exactly?"

Emma leaned forward and placed her lips to Regina's ear.

"By sucking her clit until she comes all over her Knight's face."

Regina shivered as Emma grazed her teeth against Regina's ear lobe before sinking to her knees before the Mayor.

Regina bit her lower lip as she took in her wife threw hooded eyes. Emma Swan was a sight to behold, with her blonde curls in disarray, naked from the waist down and her breasts hanging from what remained of her torn tank top. Emma mimicked Regina by biting her own lip as she lifted the older woman's skirt.

"Fuck, Regina," Emma groaned as her hands met naked flesh, "You lecture me about going without a bra when you come to work pantyless?!"

"Surprise?" Regina said with an arched eyebrow and evil smirk.

Emma growled and gripped Regina's thighs roughly before dragging the Queen closer. Emma wasted no time in teasing, there had been enough of that already, she dove right in and licked Regina from her wet hole to her clit. Regina arched her back and gasped as Emma began to feast on her.

"Oh, Emma, yes!" Regina groaned as Emma circled her clit with her tongue before sucking it into her mouth.

Regina was practically humping Emma's mouth, her orgasm building quickly. She was right on the edge of oblivion when...

Knock, knock, knock.

"Regina? Can I talk to you for a sec?"

Regina's eyes flew open and widened with shock as she registered Snow's voice just outside her office. Panic filled her as the knob turned the door started to open. Acting on pure instinct, Regina shoved Emma away from her and under the desk as she quickly pulled herself forward to hide her practically naked lower half from view. Just as she settled back into her, Snow walked in and looked up from the file in her hand.

"Do you have a minute to chat?" Regina's oblivious mother-in-law asked.

Biting her lip, Regina nodded her head. Snow looked back down at the file in her hand as she approached the desk to sit down in one of the visitor's chairs. It was then that Regina noticed that her desk was still coated in Emma's cum. Snow's daughter's cum. A quick flick of the wrist vanished the discriminating evidence just before Snow took a seat and looked up.

"Are you alright, Regina?" Snow asked in concern, "You look a bit flushed."

Clearing her throat, Regina tried for a smile and said, "I'm fine, dear. How…how can I help?"

Snow shrugged and immediately dove into what she wanted to discuss.

Regina tried to listen, she really did, but given the fact the she had been on the cusp of orgasm not two minutes ago and she was still painfully aroused did not help. She clenched her thighs together to try and ease the hot throbbing between her legs, but all it did was cause more liquid to seep from between her thighs. Regina firmly pushed all thoughts of sex from her mind and focused on what Snow was saying. That proved to be a mistake. Because in doing so, she forgot her wife was still hiding beneath her desk. Her very horny wife.

Brown eyes widened in disbelief as strong hands parted her thighs. Regina quickly tried to clench them shut but the hands persevered and pried the quivering legs open. Before Regina could shut them again a head shoved between her legs and a hot tongue began licking her dripping pussy.

Regina gasped loudly and tangled her hands in blonde curls and tried to yank the away. But Emma was stubborn, she simply nipped Regina's left inner thigh hard before sucking harder on her clit.

"Regina?" Snow asked worriedly. "Are you okay?"

"I'm…I'm fine, Snow," Regina gasped, "Please…please carry on."

Regina wasn't sure who she was talking to at that moment…Mother or daughter.

Snow gave Regina a queer look before hesitantly continuing. Regina lost focus as Emma slipped one, then two fingers inside her as she continued to suck her clit.

"Oh, fuck," Regina groaned as Emma curled her fingers and hit the brunette's g-spot with every thrust.

"Regina!" Snow exclaimed scandalized.

If only she knew, one part of Regina's mind thought with a smirk, that her daughter was currently beneath my desk finger fucking me into next week. Me cursing would be the last thing that would embarrass her.

"I'm…I'm sorry, Snow," Regina gasped. Emma twisted her fingers.

"I'm suddenly not feeling well," Regina squeaked.

"Shall I call a doctor?" Snow asked as she rose and made to approach Regina.

"NO!" Regina yelled and straightened in her seat. Her movement caused Emma's fingers to slip from her sopping folds and Regina keened with the loss. It wasn't even a second later than Emma yanked her wife back to her and thrust her tongue in.

"Regina, you're scaring me," Snow said. Regina held up her hand to stop the woman coming any closer.

"I'm okay, Snow. Can…can we pick this up at an...another time? I think I need to lie down for a minute," Regina asked breathlessly as Emma quickened her pace.

"Okay… I'll talk to you later?" Snow said as she turned to go.

Her breath coming in ragged pants as she once again neared the edge she nodded at Snow.

"That's …that's fine, dear," Regina said breathlessly.

Snow gave her stepmother/daughter-in-law on more worried look before she exited the office.

Once the door clicked shut, Regina let out a furious growl. She flicked her wrist, magically locking the door at the same time she pushed away from the desk and yanked Emma out from underneath. Emma emerged with a shit eating grin, her lips glossy from Regina's arousal.

Grasping her by the throat, the Queen hauled them both to their feet and pinned Emma against the desk.

"How many times have I told you to lock the fucking door," Regina growled.

Emma had the audacity to laugh, "Must have slipped my mind, your Majesty."

Regina narrowed her eyes and hissed, "Well for that, Princess, you get to fuck me with our favorite toy and not come until I say so."

Emma's eyes widened in horror at the same time she felt the pulse of magic and a tingling between her legs. She looked down and groaned as she saw her magic cock appear, hard, heavy and huge.

Fuck, Emma thought. She hated when she was put on orgasm denial with the magic cock. It was torture because this was one of their favorite toys. The feeling of being inside Regina was incomparable. The brunette was hot and tight and perfect and the two women always came so hard when they did this.

Emma growled. If Regina wanted to play it this way, so be it. She asked for it.

Emma roughly spun Regina around and bent her over the desk. The blonde yanked her wife's skirt up over her waist and grasped her own erection in her hand.

Emma ran the head of her cock over Regina's dripping lips and threw her head back in ecstasy.

"Emma," Regina barked hoarsely, "Enough teasing!"

Damn straight.

Emma thrust hard into Regina and buried herself to the hilt.

"Oh, fuck!" Regina groaned as she rested her forehead onto the marble desk.

"Oh, baby," Emma groaned as she rested her forehead on Regina's back and reveled in being inside her wife again. It had been a while since they had last done this.

After a few seconds of stillness Regina flexed her hips.

"Mmmmm, Emma…baby. Move, please."

Regina groaned as Emma straightened and slowly withdrew. Only the tip of Emma's cock was still inside Regina when the blonde thrust roughly back in.

"Fuck!" Regina cried. The cries of her wife spurred Emma into a frenzy. Grasping Regina's hips, Emma began to frantically fuck her wife.

"Emma!" Regina yelled as she gripped the edges of the desk.

"Shit, Regina," Emma groaned, "You're so tight, baby."

"I'm gonna come, Emma. I'm gonna cum," Regina sobbed.

"Let go, baby," Emma grunted as she angled her hips just so and sped up her thrust.

"There!" Regina yelped, "Right there, baby, right there."

"Come for me, Regina," Emma gasped as she thrust harder.

"Emma!" Regina screamed as she was pushed over the edge.

"Oh, fuck," Emma gasped as Regina tightened almost painfully around her. Emma was barely able to continue thrusting but somehow she did. Reaching underneath the orgasming blonde, Emma quickly found Regina's clit.

Still riding the high of her first orgasm, Regina cried out, "Emma! I can't! I can't it's too much."

Emma leaned over and picked Regina up until she was standing and pressed tightly against Emma's front. Emma wrapped one hand around Regina's waist and continued to fuck her and rub her clit as she placed her mouth at Regina's ear and growled, "Yes, you can baby."

Regina sobbed as she reached around to tangle her one hand in Emma's hair. The brunette's other hand travelled down to cover Emma's arm that was around Regina's waist.

"Come…come with me, my love," Regina gasped as stars began to dance in front of her eyes.

"Oh, shit! Regina!"

Emma growled as she came, those words all she needed. She pressed down hard on Regina's clit at the same time and with one last cry Regina came as well.

Emma collapsed onto the office chair and carried Regina with her. The magic cock disappeared. The brunette settled in her wife's lap and buried her head in the blonde's sweaty neck. Both women were breath hard and trembling.

"Best…lunch date…ever," Regina said breathlessly.

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