mydearmaleficent:

reginamills-yourqueen:

“I-” she cut off, wiping away the lipstick Maleficent had left on her. “I need to get another bottle of whiskey. Do you have any?”

She offered her a silk napkin, eyes glittering with obvious amusement. “There’s still some left, dear.” Her lips pouted playfully even as she turned towards her liquor cabinet. “Of course. Do I seem like the kind of person who would be without whiskey at any time?”

Regina grabbed the napkin in a huff and frantically wiped off the remainder of the lipstick. “Good. Pour me two shots. We are never speaking of this again,” she scowled, her cheeks still flushed.