Smutty Red Swan fic from a prompt I received a while ago. Rated M for a reason.
Emma narrowed her eyes at the paperwork she had yet to finish. It was already past 9pm and she was still no closer to finishing it than she had been five hours ago, thanks to her distraction. If she didn’t get home soon Mary Margaret would start to worry about where she was. Emma’s brow furrowed slightly at the thought. She still wasn’t used to people really caring about her whereabouts. With a shake of her head she blinked down at the words of the report in front of her, forcing herself to focus.