[ One of the few things that Solo does well (other than take things and lie to people) is cook. It keeps him occupied when he's stuck in a foreign country for some reason or another. Getting his hands on rare items you cook with has been a game to him. The only complaint about his cooking came from Gaby and he hardly counts it as a real one. She just couldn't appreciate truffles. She said they smelled like feet. Clearly her taste buds are awful and she needs to learn.
He leaves his door unlocked for Regina and takes a position in his kitchen for several hours before she arrives. Who said a one night stand couldn't have a little bit of romance in it? Romance doesn't mean you want to settle down and have a life. It just meant that you wanted to enjoy the evening a little bit. Having a meal wasn't commitment. A massage didn't mean marriage. He doesn't have candles lit, but he does have some music playing in the background. Music from his time.
When Solo hears his door shut he calls out. He has a half finished bottle of wine on the kitchen table with a glass next to it. His glass is mostly finished and when he turns to face the doorway he drains the rest of it. He has an apron on over a dress shirt, a vest, a tie and some slacks. His suit jacket is draped over the back of a chair while he cooks. ] Hi there.
so when she shows up in a dress that can be taken off in a few seconds at the most, you can definitely take it as a message. her company is very intent on wining and dining her, when he could just skip to taking her dress off. Regina almost hopes he will, frankly. it'll be easier and faster, and isn't that what everyone wants to say about their sexual encounters? it was easy, and fast.
still, no matter how much it unnerves her that she boxed herself into a dinner date, she refuses to show it. though she much prefers things Her Way and she'd trapped herself into proving she was capable of everything she was trying to avoid. really, she can't see the point in all the extra amenities, but now that she's agreed to it she can't cop out now. no, he needs to be the one to buckle, and she does tend to be talented at getting her way, so maybe it's just a matter of time.
she joins him in the kitchen, forced to note whatever he's cooking at least smells decent. and he looks more than decent, though she is less begrudging to admit that. his looks are what she'd liked about him most, after all. ) You take your cooking seriously, I see. ( hopefully not too seriously to greet her properly, because she has a precedent to set. she moves close enough to greet him with a kiss to the corner of his mouth, making a good point of lingering. seriously, was food that important? think about it. ) What are you making? ( it's half teasing, half curious to see how committed he is to what she sees as nonsense. the tasting would have been nonsense, too, she just likes booze. )
[ He gets messages fairly quickly. When she does appear in the doorway of his kitchen in that he takes a moment to stare. Suddenly very appreciative to how far the female fashion choices have come. Not that he didn't enjoy what women were in his time, but these times very little rules apply. They're just starting to buck those traditions back home, but now there's nothing holding them back. Solo is very interested in what Regina is wearing. The front zipper is very clever. Smart as can be.
Solo grabs the closest towel that's on a counter and wipes his hands. A smile gracing his lips when she comments on how he takes his cooking seriously. Which he does. He likes food and he feels like it should be taken seriously. Especially when you're cooking for another person. That kiss she places on the corner of his mouth makes him think for a moment. He could abandon the meal. She's given him all the signs, but he's too stubborn. ]
Beef bourguignon. [ An overachiever always. Solo likes to impress. He likes when all eyes fall on him. It's a joy that drives him most of the time. He tilts his head to appreciate her in that dress once more. A low whistle as he looks at her again. She clearly wore the dress to be appreciated. He'd be wrong not to comment. ] You look beautiful. Downright sinful they'd say. [ He reaches out to touch the top of the zipper just barely and smiles. ] Lovely.
( for what it's worth, she's fond of modern fashion too. though she never let expectation rule what she wore, anyway. evil queens were sort of above the need to keep covered to the ankle. in a way, she does miss the over the top sort of clothing she got away with in the Enchanted Forest, but only in a quietly nostalgic way. she'd worn an over-the-top number full of feathers and leather when she was shipped back home after canceling her curse, and she no longer seemed to fit into those clothes.
she fits into this dress quite well, though.
she notices the ginger touch to her zipper, and she smirks. he's got self control, she'll give him that; most men would not have left it at just a touch. he's quite determined on this dinner thing, it seems, though he'd be wise not to think she's going to give up and give in and go quietly. he doesn't have to know her well to guess she's not much for any of those things. )
Downright sinful, is it? ( she laughs at that, because he really doesn't know how true that is. she flits past him to inspect what he has on the stove, expression impassive but she does have to note he hasn't made a cruel mockery of a classic french dish, so perhaps he's not so bad in the kitchen after all. ) I know we're due for a tasting, but I'll have some of that wine of yours while I wait. ( she might not be a queen in Eudio, but she's never quite managed to stop acting like one. )
[ He contemplates running his hands over her. Feeling the fabric of that dress. Studying the way it sticks to her. It contours to her body perfectly. Outlining what a beautiful woman she truly is. He wants to touch it, but he resists. He knows that if he does then he's going to lose sight of this. Because she was the one to question dinner he's now determined to show her that it doesn't have to be terrifying. It can actually just be dinner and be a nice time before the real fun. ]
Only on you. [ He's not sure the dress would be so perfect on anyone else. He's thinking that honor belongs specifically to Regina. She knows how to wear that dress and her legs look amazing in the heels she has on. He resists the urge to look down and take them in. She might start using them to her advantage and distract him. A beautiful woman has always caught Solo's eye and she's taking the cake tonight. She'll do more than catch his eye if he's not careful.
There's no need to follow her to the stove. Solo watches her examine what he's mad with a smile on his lips. ] Whatever you say. [ He puts his glass down on the table and picks up the empty one for her. He pours her a glass and turns to hold it out for her. ] Ya know I was a bit worried about our future as a country, but now that I see your dress I can tell it's very bright. [ He is definitely not thinking about opening the zipper with his teeth. No he is not. ]
( she doesn't find dinner terrifying. more trying. it's a waste of her time and her energy, and those are things she hates to waste. as good as the meal smells, it's not going to get her any closer to the incentive she's here to get. she isn't intimidated by the prospect of having dinner with someone, the queen would never admit something like that, not even to herself.
she likes the game, though, trying to entice him away from the food and towards what she's here for. Regina has always enjoyed the art of seduction, and she's damned good at it, too. the smile playing at her features as she looks over his work is not really because his beef stew is perfectly executed, to say the least.
Regina accepts the glass with a smile, a perfectly manicured brow lifting a little. ) Well, I don't know about that, but I'll spare you the 2001 election. ( she hadn't marked him as one of the citizens from the past, though, which intrigues her. ) What year did you arrive from?
What's the last thing you remember from back in Storybrooke? I'm not trying to pry into your business I just need to know if you can help me figure something out.
( honestly, that's not an easy question for her to answer. it involves admitting she's lost Henry, and she's not sure she wants to if she doesn't have to.
so... )
Don't beat around the bush, Ms. Lucas. Ask what you want to ask, and if I know something I'll tell you.
( that is, if you can believe she'll be honest about it... and that depends on if she wants to be honest or not, clearly... )
[ Ruby is prepared for the possibility that Regina won't be honest with her. Not that she will have any way of knowing unless she hears something wildly different from another, more trustworthy source. But Ruby has to believe that maybe Regina doesn't hate her enough to lie about something like this. ]
( if that's the last Ruby remembers, it's certainly behind what Regina does. so her paranoia was apparently well founded. )
I wasn't exactly involved in that ridiculousness, seeing as the town more or less had me confined to my house. I do recall reading in the paper George getting arrested for that crime, however.
[ It matches her suspicions, the ones that Graham helped to raise about the state of the body. A feeling of deep relief washes over her and she may even be tearing up a bit so it's a few minutes before she responds. ]
[ so, let it be known that Gwen is aware of how much she's been ..branching out, when it comes to this intimacy thing. it's a little odd for her, all things considered. she's not shy but she's guarded, for sure, and she might be kind of dealing with a break up ( sort of ) but she's not on the rebound because she still has a boyfriend ( she had two, it was crazy, let's not focus on that ), but- anyway. she's not just looking for a distraction, she's not going to pretend to be so angsty and whatever, she's just more willing to take chances and meet more people here. that's all.
it's actually kind of nice, not being so concerned who knows her and how well they know her or don't know her or anything. she's just having fun.
and Regina is definitely fun.
and intimidating.
and beautiful.
it's a really great combination.
they've hung out in public a few times, more times than Gwen usually sees people before she tries to kiss them or invite them over to her place, but flirting with Regina is really fun. she's so damn classy, and Gwen is so damn not. but she likes trying to be, likes trying to charm a woman who has no reason to spend time with her, so she figures she better make it worth her while. she likes making her smile and all that. it's fun. a little crazy, but fun. yes. main point there.
so when she ends up in a hotel room with her for the first time, she's really excited. she's trying hard to play it cool! but it's kind of a rush. Regina's forward, and honest, at all times, and that's kind of the best part. she knows she's not here to play Scrabble. there's just this giant bed and the two of them. she isn't sure if Regina actually planned on suggesting they find a place or if she just decided to spur of the moment, but it's fine with her either way.
it's so fine because Gwen's finally getting up the nerve to step in close and rest her hands on her hips and lift up on her toes ( damn why does she always wear those crazy sexy high heels oh wait there's the answer to that question ) so she can kiss her, finally.
only, for once, Gwen has literally no idea how to take things from there. oh god. she doesn't consider herself an expert or anything, but she usually knows how to talk to people in moments like this, how to move with them, whatever, but right now she feels stupid shy. oh god. oh god oh god she's going to kick her out and never see her again how embarrassing dO SOMETHING GWEN STACY ]
( Gwen is trying to do things differently, and Regina is rather forced to do the same by extension. the queen has not played in the waters very often just for the sake of making a splash. she's here in Eudio for a reason, and as she sees it, the best way to get what she's after is working hard at it. and often. she doesn't do easy affection, or effortless intimacy, sex is about the only interaction she takes to easily. it's about pleasure and what she's getting out of it. connecting to another person, well, that wasn't in her very articulated, careful plan.
it was a conversation with Ruby Lucas, of all people, that forced her — however uncomfortably — to realize that perhaps she could be doing more. Eudio wants more than sex, it wants intimacy, and while Regina isn't entirely aware of how to accomplish that, she knows that a start is connecting to someone based on more than just their body.
she's hinted once or twice or twenty that she and Gwen could skip the conversation, yet it's taken them some time to get to where they are now; does that mean this is more intimate, when the blonde finally braves the final few inches to kiss her? it's soft and sweet and almost uncertain. it's new, and not a bad new, though it could certainly be better.
without her heels, she's not quite such an intimidating prospect to kiss. at 5'3 and some change, when she toes out of her heels it's a little less difficult to reach her mouth. she laughs a little at Gwen's nerves, an dropping over her back. ) I do think you can do better. ( her fingertips run little circles over Gwen's shoulder as she watches her, a little bit like a caged panther, but one convinced to try not to use her claws. ) Try again. I know you've got more in you than that.
[ she just smirks and nods at that because aha, much better, Gwen likes having her at eye-level. actually, Gwen's just a tinytiny bit taller than her, now that she's slipped her shoes off. somehow, that's enough to help shake off some of her nerves, and maybe it's just because now she can slide a hand from her neck into the back of her hair, fingers loose, but cupping the back of her head so she can pull her in for another kiss. slower this time, and definitely more confident. the question of "this is okay?" is gone, so- yeah. definitely more confident.
she's not rushing, but it quickly builds up to something more impressive than the small kiss from a second ago, her head tilting just so their lips slot together nicely, and so she can move in closer so her body can press up against hers a little more too. that hand stays in her hair because she really likes it there, but the other rests on her side, smoothing up over her ribs then back down to her hip.
and it makes her grin, when she tips her face down to take a breath, because she can feel Regina's lipstick smeared over her own lips down, even though it still looks perfect on the older woman's. how is that even possible? ]
I've been thinking about doing this for a while. [ "this" because even though she's not kissing her right now, she's still softly scratching her fingers through her hair, just a little bit, her other hand, slowly sliding over her torso. nothing too bold yet, just along her side, then up her back. just- touching. ]
( it's actually kind of funny how much she shrinks when she kicks the heels free. from the imposing mayor to something a little more human. Regina has always seen her height as something that works against her so she makes sure to avoid the interpretation she's slight or small. and it works, more or less, though when the illusion is broken by her feet flat on the floor it's an odd reminder that she's not as seamless and intimidating as she makes herself out to be.
her lipstick might be oddly immaculate but her hair isn't, a little tousled from a simple touch. that's the trouble of keeping it so short, and likely Gwen understands that all too well. the queen finds her breath a little shorter when Gwen's lips finally separate from hers, and her free hand curves at the girl's jaw bone and rubs at a streak of red just at the corner of her mouth. one might take that as an apology for leaving her lipstick behind, but the smile on her face says something different, that she likes seeing signs of herself. Gwen might be able to expect she'll try and leave a few more marks before the night is over. )
Did you? ( her voice is low and rusty, smoke and brown sugar laced with salt. it always gets a little warmer when she's aroused. because Regina's thought about this, too, and the prolonged wait means she might have thought a little too much, and the anticipation is getting to her. the possibilities between them seem sort of limitless, and she almost doesn't know what she wants to indulge in first, now that they have the opportunity. they need to make it worthwhile, after such a long wait, don't they? ) What did your 'this' entail? Tell me. ( even at the best of times, Regina tends to be commanding. Gwen might be a little more confidence after a handful of kisses and a little shared lipstick, yet Regina thinks she expects a few commands. and the queen is curious to see how many she'll get away with. it's not without reward, as Regina moves toward the touch, wanting more even as she refused to ask for it. )
[ Gwen definitely recognizes that look for what it is, it's not the gaze of somebody who's embarrassed to see her lipstick on someone else's mouth, it's the look of someone who likes seeing it there, likes how it looks on her. and she'll play right into that, mouth open just a little bit, leaning into her touch like she's desperate for it, and maybe she kind of is. when it comes down to it, Gwen absolutely likes being thought of as someone's sort of fantasy, or someone's bad idea. she played it up with Harrison ( at first, anyway ) and she's doing it now a little bit, looking at Regina like she still can't believe she's been given the privilege of being with her like this.
so when Regina asks her what she's been wanting, she lets her hand slide lower over back than she was a second ago, gripping her ass over her skirt before it slides up again, this time pinching the fabric of her shirt to drag it up along the way. it's just so her palm can slide over skin the next time she rubs up and down, fingers toying with the hook of her bra without actually unfastening it. it's really all just a ruse to pull her in closer, body actually pressed along hers now ]
Kissing you. All over though, like- [ she grins, then bites her lip to try and hide her genuine excitement for the position she's in ] - I wanna know what turns you on. I wanna give you that, I want you to think of me when you're in bed by yourself and want someone around just to get you off. You could call anyone and they'd gladly come to your bed, but I wanna be the one you think of first, because you know how good I can make you feel, and you know I'd do whatever you want. 'Cause I would, it's a little silly how much I want you to boss me around and use me up. That's what 'this' entails. It's whatever you want.
( she has to imagine she's a little different from what Gwen is used to. she's a beautiful girl, and it's very likely she has plenty of options for earning her incentive. younger options, which Regina doesn't automatically veer toward. there's something a little thrilling about being older and wiser, however. it is empowering, actually, to be the older party taking control of her own desire. she'd not had a choice in the matter when she was Gwen's age, and now she does. that she can make a fresh, young thing want her so badly, it does make her feel powerful. Regina Mills is always a woman turned on power.
still, she's not impervious to the ferocity of her companion or the boldness in her touch. her breath hitches and a smirk runs across her face at the feelings of soft palms on bare skin. she likes getting her way yet being with someone too afraid to actually touch her gets old fast. Gwen is proving to be a perfect mix, and one that makes her experimentation incredibly worthwhile.
Regina is actually quite surprised by Gwen's sexual confidence. that's not something Regina earned easily, after all. so young and so empowered already, it's thrilling. it was also paired with a charming rush of words that betrayed her excitement, which was surprisingly endearing. the idea she was offering was engaging indeed, and Regina let her nails run down the pale path of her throat as she considered it. ) I'll tell you what I want, but that means you need to listen. ( she presses her mouth at the other side of Gwen's throat, the sweet pulse point where her heartbeat is thundering. ) Start by unbuttoning my shirt and taking it off. ( for what it was worth, she didn't intend to keep her hands to herself while Gwen worked, mouth remaining at Gwen's throat as a palm greedily traced a path over clothing. )
( very formal, Arthur. while when Regina gets the invitation, she scoffs — what are knights going to do in eudio but shine their swords (winkwinkwink)? still, the more she chews on it, she supposes it won't hurt.
there might be some good looking knights there she can approach for incentive purposes, after all.
so he will get a RSVP back in fairly short oder. she'll be there, your grace. )
[ It's sad that he's coming to Regina, but he honestly doesn't actually have anyone here he feels like he can tell these things to. She's going to offer no sympathy or support, but he feels like he should just the same. ]
( if he tells anyone the evil queen answered his video call in what looks like a comfy sweater and no lipstick Emma Swan going mental is going to be the least of his concerns. apparently she is casual, sometimes... and she doesn't see the point of putting on lipstick for Captain Hook. )
What's the matter now, did she find a new stray to marry?
No, but she bloody hell thinks that speaking ill of the dead is the wise thing to do.
[ Okay. Maybe. He sort of deserved what she said. He was not exactly being even remotely decent. She was right about a lot of things. But still. She brought up Milah and it cut deeper than he wanted it to. ]
She got angry about me participating in her mother's game and came to lecture me. Insinuated that it must be killing me that she's married to someone else. Who does she think she is?
You make yourself an easy target when you go out of your way to get her attention.
( she didn't play Mary Margaret's game but it's public fodder and she's sure not going to pat his ass on that front. talk shit, get hit. still, the first part surprises her. Emma must have been annoyed to drag up something like that, but it doesn't make it any less callous. )
You'd think she'd have a little more tact, all things considered. Not all of us are so lucky as to have people we mourn leap back out of the grave.
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Date: 2016-09-05 10:55 am (UTC)He leaves his door unlocked for Regina and takes a position in his kitchen for several hours before she arrives. Who said a one night stand couldn't have a little bit of romance in it? Romance doesn't mean you want to settle down and have a life. It just meant that you wanted to enjoy the evening a little bit. Having a meal wasn't commitment. A massage didn't mean marriage. He doesn't have candles lit, but he does have some music playing in the background. Music from his time.
When Solo hears his door shut he calls out. He has a half finished bottle of wine on the kitchen table with a glass next to it. His glass is mostly finished and when he turns to face the doorway he drains the rest of it. He has an apron on over a dress shirt, a vest, a tie and some slacks. His suit jacket is draped over the back of a chair while he cooks. ] Hi there.
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Date: 2016-09-05 01:32 pm (UTC)so when she shows up in a dress that can be taken off in a few seconds at the most, you can definitely take it as a message. her company is very intent on wining and dining her, when he could just skip to taking her dress off. Regina almost hopes he will, frankly. it'll be easier and faster, and isn't that what everyone wants to say about their sexual encounters? it was easy, and fast.
still, no matter how much it unnerves her that she boxed herself into a dinner date, she refuses to show it. though she much prefers things Her Way and she'd trapped herself into proving she was capable of everything she was trying to avoid. really, she can't see the point in all the extra amenities, but now that she's agreed to it she can't cop out now. no, he needs to be the one to buckle, and she does tend to be talented at getting her way, so maybe it's just a matter of time.
she joins him in the kitchen, forced to note whatever he's cooking at least smells decent. and he looks more than decent, though she is less begrudging to admit that. his looks are what she'd liked about him most, after all. ) You take your cooking seriously, I see. ( hopefully not too seriously to greet her properly, because she has a precedent to set. she moves close enough to greet him with a kiss to the corner of his mouth, making a good point of lingering. seriously, was food that important? think about it. ) What are you making? ( it's half teasing, half curious to see how committed he is to what she sees as nonsense. the tasting would have been nonsense, too, she just likes booze. )
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Date: 2016-09-06 03:31 am (UTC)Solo grabs the closest towel that's on a counter and wipes his hands. A smile gracing his lips when she comments on how he takes his cooking seriously. Which he does. He likes food and he feels like it should be taken seriously. Especially when you're cooking for another person. That kiss she places on the corner of his mouth makes him think for a moment. He could abandon the meal. She's given him all the signs, but he's too stubborn. ]
Beef bourguignon. [ An overachiever always. Solo likes to impress. He likes when all eyes fall on him. It's a joy that drives him most of the time. He tilts his head to appreciate her in that dress once more. A low whistle as he looks at her again. She clearly wore the dress to be appreciated. He'd be wrong not to comment. ] You look beautiful. Downright sinful they'd say. [ He reaches out to touch the top of the zipper just barely and smiles. ] Lovely.
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Date: 2016-09-06 04:42 am (UTC)she fits into this dress quite well, though.
she notices the ginger touch to her zipper, and she smirks. he's got self control, she'll give him that; most men would not have left it at just a touch. he's quite determined on this dinner thing, it seems, though he'd be wise not to think she's going to give up and give in and go quietly. he doesn't have to know her well to guess she's not much for any of those things. )
Downright sinful, is it? ( she laughs at that, because he really doesn't know how true that is. she flits past him to inspect what he has on the stove, expression impassive but she does have to note he hasn't made a cruel mockery of a classic french dish, so perhaps he's not so bad in the kitchen after all. ) I know we're due for a tasting, but I'll have some of that wine of yours while I wait. ( she might not be a queen in Eudio, but she's never quite managed to stop acting like one. )
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Date: 2016-09-06 06:51 am (UTC)Only on you. [ He's not sure the dress would be so perfect on anyone else. He's thinking that honor belongs specifically to Regina. She knows how to wear that dress and her legs look amazing in the heels she has on. He resists the urge to look down and take them in. She might start using them to her advantage and distract him. A beautiful woman has always caught Solo's eye and she's taking the cake tonight. She'll do more than catch his eye if he's not careful.
There's no need to follow her to the stove. Solo watches her examine what he's mad with a smile on his lips. ] Whatever you say. [ He puts his glass down on the table and picks up the empty one for her. He pours her a glass and turns to hold it out for her. ] Ya know I was a bit worried about our future as a country, but now that I see your dress I can tell it's very bright. [ He is definitely not thinking about opening the zipper with his teeth. No he is not. ]
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Date: 2016-09-10 10:44 pm (UTC)she likes the game, though, trying to entice him away from the food and towards what she's here for. Regina has always enjoyed the art of seduction, and she's damned good at it, too. the smile playing at her features as she looks over his work is not really because his beef stew is perfectly executed, to say the least.
Regina accepts the glass with a smile, a perfectly manicured brow lifting a little. ) Well, I don't know about that, but I'll spare you the 2001 election. ( she hadn't marked him as one of the citizens from the past, though, which intrigues her. ) What year did you arrive from?
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Date: 2016-09-10 06:01 pm (UTC)so... )
Don't beat around the bush, Ms. Lucas. Ask what you want to ask, and if I know something I'll tell you.
( that is, if you can believe she'll be honest about it... and that depends on if she wants to be honest or not, clearly... )
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Date: 2016-09-10 06:09 pm (UTC)Did I really kill Billy?
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Date: 2016-09-10 06:31 pm (UTC)I wasn't exactly involved in that ridiculousness, seeing as the town more or less had me confined to my house.
I do recall reading in the paper George getting arrested for that crime, however.
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Date: 2016-09-10 07:09 pm (UTC)Thank you Regina.
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Date: 2016-09-10 08:48 pm (UTC)( even if she's the only one from Storybrooke that might know, she and Ruby aren't exactly close. )
You're really from that far back? Interesting.
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Date: 2016-09-11 04:28 am (UTC)it's actually kind of nice, not being so concerned who knows her and how well they know her or don't know her or anything. she's just having fun.
and Regina is definitely fun.
and intimidating.
and beautiful.
it's a really great combination.
they've hung out in public a few times, more times than Gwen usually sees people before she tries to kiss them or invite them over to her place, but flirting with Regina is really fun. she's so damn classy, and Gwen is so damn not. but she likes trying to be, likes trying to charm a woman who has no reason to spend time with her, so she figures she better make it worth her while. she likes making her smile and all that. it's fun. a little crazy, but fun. yes. main point there.
so when she ends up in a hotel room with her for the first time, she's really excited. she's trying hard to play it cool! but it's kind of a rush. Regina's forward, and honest, at all times, and that's kind of the best part. she knows she's not here to play Scrabble. there's just this giant bed and the two of them. she isn't sure if Regina actually planned on suggesting they find a place or if she just decided to spur of the moment, but it's fine with her either way.
it's so fine because Gwen's finally getting up the nerve to step in close and rest her hands on her hips and lift up on her toes ( damn why does she always wear those crazy sexy high heels oh wait there's the answer to that question ) so she can kiss her, finally.
only, for once, Gwen has literally no idea how to take things from there. oh god. she doesn't consider herself an expert or anything, but she usually knows how to talk to people in moments like this, how to move with them, whatever, but right now she feels stupid shy. oh god. oh god oh god she's going to kick her out and never see her again how embarrassing dO SOMETHING GWEN STACY ]
-- Can I try that again?
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Date: 2016-09-15 06:05 am (UTC)it was a conversation with Ruby Lucas, of all people, that forced her — however uncomfortably — to realize that perhaps she could be doing more. Eudio wants more than sex, it wants intimacy, and while Regina isn't entirely aware of how to accomplish that, she knows that a start is connecting to someone based on more than just their body.
she's hinted once or twice or twenty that she and Gwen could skip the conversation, yet it's taken them some time to get to where they are now; does that mean this is more intimate, when the blonde finally braves the final few inches to kiss her? it's soft and sweet and almost uncertain. it's new, and not a bad new, though it could certainly be better.
without her heels, she's not quite such an intimidating prospect to kiss. at 5'3 and some change, when she toes out of her heels it's a little less difficult to reach her mouth. she laughs a little at Gwen's nerves, an dropping over her back. ) I do think you can do better. ( her fingertips run little circles over Gwen's shoulder as she watches her, a little bit like a caged panther, but one convinced to try not to use her claws. ) Try again. I know you've got more in you than that.
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Date: 2016-09-16 12:22 am (UTC)she's not rushing, but it quickly builds up to something more impressive than the small kiss from a second ago, her head tilting just so their lips slot together nicely, and so she can move in closer so her body can press up against hers a little more too. that hand stays in her hair because she really likes it there, but the other rests on her side, smoothing up over her ribs then back down to her hip.
and it makes her grin, when she tips her face down to take a breath, because she can feel Regina's lipstick smeared over her own lips down, even though it still looks perfect on the older woman's. how is that even possible? ]
I've been thinking about doing this for a while. [ "this" because even though she's not kissing her right now, she's still softly scratching her fingers through her hair, just a little bit, her other hand, slowly sliding over her torso. nothing too bold yet, just along her side, then up her back. just- touching. ]
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Date: 2016-09-19 05:34 am (UTC)her lipstick might be oddly immaculate but her hair isn't, a little tousled from a simple touch. that's the trouble of keeping it so short, and likely Gwen understands that all too well. the queen finds her breath a little shorter when Gwen's lips finally separate from hers, and her free hand curves at the girl's jaw bone and rubs at a streak of red just at the corner of her mouth. one might take that as an apology for leaving her lipstick behind, but the smile on her face says something different, that she likes seeing signs of herself. Gwen might be able to expect she'll try and leave a few more marks before the night is over. )
Did you? ( her voice is low and rusty, smoke and brown sugar laced with salt. it always gets a little warmer when she's aroused. because Regina's thought about this, too, and the prolonged wait means she might have thought a little too much, and the anticipation is getting to her. the possibilities between them seem sort of limitless, and she almost doesn't know what she wants to indulge in first, now that they have the opportunity. they need to make it worthwhile, after such a long wait, don't they? ) What did your 'this' entail? Tell me. ( even at the best of times, Regina tends to be commanding. Gwen might be a little more confidence after a handful of kisses and a little shared lipstick, yet Regina thinks she expects a few commands. and the queen is curious to see how many she'll get away with. it's not without reward, as Regina moves toward the touch, wanting more even as she refused to ask for it. )
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Date: 2016-09-21 07:44 pm (UTC)so when Regina asks her what she's been wanting, she lets her hand slide lower over back than she was a second ago, gripping her ass over her skirt before it slides up again, this time pinching the fabric of her shirt to drag it up along the way. it's just so her palm can slide over skin the next time she rubs up and down, fingers toying with the hook of her bra without actually unfastening it. it's really all just a ruse to pull her in closer, body actually pressed along hers now ]
Kissing you. All over though, like- [ she grins, then bites her lip to try and hide her genuine excitement for the position she's in ] - I wanna know what turns you on. I wanna give you that, I want you to think of me when you're in bed by yourself and want someone around just to get you off. You could call anyone and they'd gladly come to your bed, but I wanna be the one you think of first, because you know how good I can make you feel, and you know I'd do whatever you want. 'Cause I would, it's a little silly how much I want you to boss me around and use me up. That's what 'this' entails. It's whatever you want.
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Date: 2016-09-22 02:12 am (UTC)still, she's not impervious to the ferocity of her companion or the boldness in her touch. her breath hitches and a smirk runs across her face at the feelings of soft palms on bare skin. she likes getting her way yet being with someone too afraid to actually touch her gets old fast. Gwen is proving to be a perfect mix, and one that makes her experimentation incredibly worthwhile.
Regina is actually quite surprised by Gwen's sexual confidence. that's not something Regina earned easily, after all. so young and so empowered already, it's thrilling. it was also paired with a charming rush of words that betrayed her excitement, which was surprisingly endearing. the idea she was offering was engaging indeed, and Regina let her nails run down the pale path of her throat as she considered it. ) I'll tell you what I want, but that means you need to listen. ( she presses her mouth at the other side of Gwen's throat, the sweet pulse point where her heartbeat is thundering. ) Start by unbuttoning my shirt and taking it off. ( for what it was worth, she didn't intend to keep her hands to herself while Gwen worked, mouth remaining at Gwen's throat as a palm greedily traced a path over clothing. )
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Date: 2016-09-24 08:47 pm (UTC)there might be some good looking knights there she can approach for incentive purposes, after all.
so he will get a RSVP back in fairly short oder. she'll be there, your grace. )
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Date: 2016-10-06 04:32 am (UTC)Swan's gone bloody mental.
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Date: 2016-10-06 04:48 am (UTC)What's the matter now, did she find a new stray to marry?
( unkind, Regina. )
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Date: 2016-10-06 04:58 am (UTC)[ Okay. Maybe. He sort of deserved what she said. He was not exactly being even remotely decent. She was right about a lot of things. But still. She brought up Milah and it cut deeper than he wanted it to. ]
She got angry about me participating in her mother's game and came to lecture me. Insinuated that it must be killing me that she's married to someone else. Who does she think she is?
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Date: 2016-10-06 05:04 am (UTC)( she didn't play Mary Margaret's game but it's public fodder and she's sure not going to pat his ass on that front. talk shit, get hit. still, the first part surprises her. Emma must have been annoyed to drag up something like that, but it doesn't make it any less callous. )
You'd think she'd have a little more tact, all things considered. Not all of us are so lucky as to have people we mourn leap back out of the grave.
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Date: 2016-10-06 05:06 am (UTC)[ No one has explained the whole privacy filter to Killian. Technology is hard enough, but now everyone knows what he's saying to people? Fuck. ]
May I ask you a question? Without you getting angry that is.
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