Sheriffs In Town | By : Take-What-You-Need Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time Views: 17181 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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There were times when Emma hated her extra appendage, don't get her wrong she loved it the majority of the time, especially when it was incased in hot, wet warmth. But ever since she had arrived in Storybrooke she had seriously hated it and it didn't help that the clothes she wore would make it plainly obvious what was down South if she didn't manage to stop the blood from rushing to it. She had never had that problem before coming to Storybrooke; it would usually take a lot of imagination for her to get herself hard. But seeing...that woman, she didn't need imagination for herself to be immediately, on the spot erect. Imagination unnecessary. Luckily for her she hadn't had any problems controlling her reaction to the brunette in public, sure she felt the blood rush down South to the organ but she usually got it under control quickly by thinking of something unpleasant or really gross, something, and anything to get the blood flowing anywhere but there.
But right now with the woman who had caused her such problems since coming to Storybrooke standing mere meters away from her bent over to pick up a few folders she had just dropped on the Sheriff station floor, Emma could no longer control the sudden and immediate rush of blood to the appendage that created a tent formation in her jeans under the desk. She groaned internally and tried thinking about anything that would kill the mood and take her brain focus of the tight ass in those fitting pencil skirts. She hated those things. They were made for one purpose and one purpose only; to tease. And god did they do a good job at it. "Sheriff Swan!" Regina called finally frustrated after having - as best she could - politely requested the blonde's attention for the past few minutes. Emma was snapped out of her thoughts as she ran her eyes up the figure of Regina Mills, Mayor of Storybrooke from toes to head. It probably wasn't such a good idea to run her eyes over the beautiful, sexy woman. It only proved to make her problem worse. Much, much worse. She was now throbbing and painfully constricted in her jeans. "Madame Mayor." She nodded grimly with a grimace at the pain. Emma spent the next few minutes listening to Regina prattle on about something or another to do with work she had to do, but she could hardly focus on anything but the Mayor's voice and what it would sound like to hear the woman screaming her name as she came. She felt her pants tightening even more; she was long from being saved now. Shifting slightly she sent a small 'goodbye' on the wind with the Mayor who swayed out of the office, all perfectly composed and still looking as beautiful and sexy as before - as always. With one last roam of her eyes over Regina's body she leant back in her chair as the door shut behind the woman. Glancing around the station Emma made sure she was alone; she usually was with the exception of Regina who would stop by every couple of days to make sure the paperwork was up to date or ream her out for not having done the paperwork or for some other mistake she had made. Other than that nobody really made a point to stop by the Sheriff's department. Content to know that she wouldn't be bothered she reached down to her pants unbuttoned and unzipped them before pushing them down slightly, taking her boxer shorts with them, releasing the eight inches of length. Gripping herself the best she can with her cocks width, she released a satisfied moan before stroking up the length and back down with another satisfied moan. She had only ever gotten herself off twice before inside the Sheriff's station, most of the time she had been in bed or in the shower giving herself a hand job to get rid of the pressure build up after work, after she's seen Regina throughout the day or before work, immediately after a dream of the woman. Frantically she began pumping, long, hard and fast strokes up and down from the base to the tip. She could feel the pre-cum oozing down from the tip, lubing, so that her strokes are that much easier and faster. "Fuck." She breathed out heavily as she imagines burying her face in Regina's hair, the scent of apples and vanilla filling her nostrils as she fucks the woman fast and hard from behind. She imagines the woman bent over the desk in front of her, skirt discarded somewhere in the station, legs spread wide with her cock sinking into the deliciously tight, wet heat. "Oh god." She pumped harder and faster, furiously trying to reach the blissful edge as she pictures Regina on her back, legs spread wide as Emma pounds into her, the brunettes eyes rolled back to her head, mouth parted breathing raggedly in pure bliss. She imagines that voice asking her to fuck her more, begging her for it harder, telling her to never stop. She imagines that voice screaming as they come together, Emma emptying herself inside the regal woman. "Regina." She whisper groans, throwing her head back as she squeezes her eyes shut tightly, trying to keep the vision of fucking Regina in her mind as she comes, spurt after spurt shooting from the tip of Emma's cock to land on the desk in front of her and on her clothes. She sighs, satisfied after having gotten off and having relieved the tension. She could feel the blood flowing back through her veins. Glancing down her groans of satisfaction quickly turn to ones of frustration. 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