Prompt #200 - Robin and Regina get caught getting handsy in public…
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Regina was watching her husband across the room, arms crossed in his middle, keeping some sort of conversation with David, that was gesticulating excitedly, making Robin chuckle.
The brunette couldn't help but notice how that specific pose accentuated her lover's muscular arms and shoulders and a flash of the moment they had had before leaving their home went through her mind.
How she was left high and dry after her husband had refused to have sex with her because they were late for their lunch in the Nolan's home.
Deep down she knew he was right, they were already late before she had started kissing him, but neither Roland nor Henry had been in the house that morning, both with Emma, that had picked them up early so they could go fishing with Killian, and those moments where they could enjoy themselves and be as loud as they wanted were rare for them and she wanted it very badly that morning.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Mary Margaret's voice, diverting her eyes from her husband and facing the pixie brunette, she noticed her worried expression.
"Is everything, alright?" Mary Margaret asked. "You seemed to be miles away, are you feeling well?" Regina appreciated her friend's preoccupation, but right in that moment there was only one thing that could make her feel alright, and that was something she couldn't have in her stepdaughter's house, or could she?
"Actually…" the older woman spoke. "I feel like I need to freshen up a bit, mind if I use your bathroom?"
"Not at all! Want me to go with you?" Mary asked already moving.
"No, no." Regina said quickly. "I'll go get Robin." She smiled. "You go give your other guests some attention and we'll be right back." The mayor didn't leave time for arguing, turning around and moving into her husband's direction.
"Oh, my love." Robin greeted her, pulling his wife next to him by her waist. "Everything alright?" He looked down her body and up to her eyes again.
"Actually, I'm feeling a little sick, can you come with me to the bathroom?" She said faking illness.
Worry washed his face and that made her feel a little bit guilty, but she would compensate him in no time.
As soon as they reached the upstairs bathroom and the door closed behind them she was all over him, pushing him against the door and attacking his mouth with hers.
She could feel his body tension leaving him and swept her tongue across his lower lip, making him open for her in immediately. A moaned escaped her and she pulled back, trying to recover her breath before she could dive in again.
Before she could attach her lips to his, however, he grabbed her face with both hands and locked their eyes.
"You're not feeling sick?" He asked, some of the preoccupation still written in his features.
"No." She chuckled. "I just really need to finish what we started earlier." Once again, she moved forward and he stopped her.
"Oh, what is it now?" Regina asked in frustration.
"You know how hard it is for me to deny you, but we can't, not in Snow's house." He was trying to put some sense into her mind, but she wasn't having none of it.
"We'll be quick, and besides, everyone is downstairs and too occupied with the party, no one is going to miss us." He finally allowed her to close the distance between their lips. She let out a content sigh showing him how happy she was she had managed to change his mind, and while his hands traveled to her breasts, hers went to his pants, unbuttoning them, after all, they had to be quick.
With her hands occupied in his erection, he pushed her body gently to the sink, grabbing her ass and pinning her against it. He thanked God she opted to wear a dress that day, for that made his task a lot easier. Robin moved his hands underneath the fabric and grabbed her panties, pulling them down, moving his hand to her core, he felt how wet she already was, and judging by the way the brunette was working him up with her hand he knew none of them were going to last long.
His lips were devouring her neck, but she wanted more of him, all of him, so, with the hand she had free she moved his head away from her jugular and directed his mouth to hers.
"I want you..." Regina said into his mouth. "Now." She was wet enough and he was rock hard in her hand, also, they didn't have much time for foreplay.
"Alright, love." He was not arguing with her in that moment.
He removed his hand from inside her, making her gasp, and grabbed his member, kissing her passionately again as he touched his tip to her.
Just as he was about to enter his wife, the door flew open and a scream echoed in the bathroom.
They pulled apart quickly facing a very flushed Mary Margaret.
"Snow." Regina gasped. "We were just…"
"No need for that." The younger woman was mortified and, almost running, she turned around and slammed the door shut.
"Well, that was something." Robin said, passing his hands through his hair and moving to pull his boxers up.
"What are you doing?" Regina asked, eyebrows lifted.
Robin didn't know what to say.
"She already knows what we were doing, so don't even think about leaving me like this, again." She huffed. "After all, this is all your fault."
He didn't say a word, approaching he quickly and reclaiming her lips with his.
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"Oh, Regina, where have you been." Asked Emma from the couch, after seeing the couple descending the stairs, hand in hand.
"So sorry for leaving you all waiting, the baby was feeling a little upset, must have been something I ate this morning." The mayor said caressing her swollen stomach. "Robin was helping me freshen up a bit." By the corner of her eye she watched Mary Margaret choking on her drink and tried not to burst out laughing.
"And are you feeling better?" The blonde woman moved from where she sat so she could touch Regina's belly. "How is my goddaughter feeling, now?" She spoke to the bump.
Regina chuckled and so did almost everyone in the room.
"Much better now, her daddy makes an excellent job of taking care of us." She turned her head slightly and sent Robin a wink.
"With pleasure, my love." He said kissing her cheek.
With pleasure, indeed, thought the former Queen, a smirk adorning her features.