Snow/Emma - lock
Author: Masfawkes
Fandom: Once Upon a Time
Pairing: Snow/Emma
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Lock
Word Count: 238
“Someone will see!” Emma protested nervously, but she didn't pull away, didn't push Snow's hands away even as they worked, threading a thin chain through the belt loops of her jeans.
It wasn't brittle but it wasn't some heavy duty chain either.
“Not if you behave they won't,” Snow replied sweetly, clicking a small padlock into place through the end of the chains links. A chain perfectly measured so that it didn't dig into her skin but it didn't leave any give; just long enough to loop a padlock through on the front so the lock settled against her zipper.
“What if I need it off?” Emma asked, quiet and anxious.
As much as she loved being at Snow's mercy she was terrified at the idea of anyone seeing her locked up.
She'd never had this done outside the loft before or at the station, somewhere she didn't have to explain.
The thought of being at the diner for over an hour, feeling the chain around her waist the entire time was making her apprehensive.
She cupped Emma's face with her palm and pressed a kiss to her lips,“Then you'll have to ask me very nicely,” Snow gave a tug to the lock before pulling Emma's overshirt down to cover it.
Snow kissed her again, “If someone sees this on you, if you get caught, you're going to leave it on all night, no matter what.”
“Yes, Mommy.”
Fandom: Once Upon a Time
Pairing: Snow/Emma
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Lock
Word Count: 238
“Someone will see!” Emma protested nervously, but she didn't pull away, didn't push Snow's hands away even as they worked, threading a thin chain through the belt loops of her jeans.
It wasn't brittle but it wasn't some heavy duty chain either.
“Not if you behave they won't,” Snow replied sweetly, clicking a small padlock into place through the end of the chains links. A chain perfectly measured so that it didn't dig into her skin but it didn't leave any give; just long enough to loop a padlock through on the front so the lock settled against her zipper.
“What if I need it off?” Emma asked, quiet and anxious.
As much as she loved being at Snow's mercy she was terrified at the idea of anyone seeing her locked up.
She'd never had this done outside the loft before or at the station, somewhere she didn't have to explain.
The thought of being at the diner for over an hour, feeling the chain around her waist the entire time was making her apprehensive.
She cupped Emma's face with her palm and pressed a kiss to her lips,“Then you'll have to ask me very nicely,” Snow gave a tug to the lock before pulling Emma's overshirt down to cover it.
Snow kissed her again, “If someone sees this on you, if you get caught, you're going to leave it on all night, no matter what.”
“Yes, Mommy.”