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Vault 33 New Breeder - Swanqueen Fallout AU

Chapter 15 - Christmas Party pt.2

The Christmas party continues, old flames resurface to stir the waters, and Emma and Regina break agreements...

A special thanks to TipsyAssam for beta-reading this! 💛✨

... “Darling.” Regina’s voice came out of nowhere, making Emma jump. How did she manage to sneak up on her every time? “Why don’t you introduce me to your little friend here?” Regina said with a polite smile that didn’t reach her eyes, her gaze darting between Lily’s hand in Emma’s hair and the one resting against her cheek with a coldness that made Emma shiver. Emma sprang up, letting Lily’s hands fall. She set her bottle down. “Right. Uh.” She cleared her throat. “Regina, this is Lily de la Vega. Lily, Regina Mills.” The great moment when your wife meets your crush. Lily stood up with an easy smile and offered her hand. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. Your Vault is beautiful, Overseer Mills.” Regina regarded the offered hand like a dead radroach, but after a moment she reached out and shook it -very firmly. So firmly Lily had to subtly flex her fingers afterward. “Please, dear, no need for formalities. You’re Emma’s friend,” Regina said sweetly. “You can just call me Mrs. Swan.” Emma’s lips parted, her eyes narrowing slightly as she tried to figure out what the hell Regina was doing. ...

Vault 33 New Breeder - Swanqueen Fallout AU

Chapter 15 - Christmas Party pt.1

Vault 33 and 32 meet for Christmas Day!

A Christmas chapter in Summer... lol (The whole party ended up being over 13k words, so I really had to split the chapter in two this time 😅)

... When Emma finally managed to wrestle the bow tie into an awkward knot, she heard Regina enter the bedroom. “Listen, I don’t know how people tie these things, but I can’t do it any better than thi-” The words died in Emma’s throat the moment she turned around. Regina was wearing a red cocktail dress with halter straps hanging loose behind her neck. Her lips were painted the same deep shade of red, and the dark makeup around her eyes made them look even larger and more striking. The bracelet from the night before was still wrapped around her wrist, despite contrasting sharply with the dress. Emma’s mouth went dry. She just stood there with her lips parted in a soft o, unable to breathe or think. Every functioning neuron in her brain had apparently short-circuited at once. “Can you at least manage to tie my straps?” Regina asked as she walked over and turned around, offering Emma her back. Her bare back. Emma swallowed hard, the lump in her throat suddenly feeling enormous. Regina glanced back at her over her shoulder, barely suppressing a smirk at Emma’s expression. “It’s just a simple bow,” she murmured. Emma blinked and cleared her throat. Nodding quickly, she took the straps and tied them behind Regina’s neck exactly as instructed. Her fingers brushed over warm skin in the process, and she had to physically restrain herself from flattening her hand against Regina’s spine and dragging it as low as she could just to feel more of her. They were friends. ...

"I have served. I will be of service."