A/N: Here's my first OQ fic, hope you all like. Also, this collection will be rated M cuz I don't know how much not smutty oq I'll end up writing.
After Henry had been forced out of her life, Regina never imagined she would have the courage to love again. Never would have imagined she'd fall for the outlaw. Never imagined that she'd be where she was right now.
Robin was pulling the pins out of her hair, kissing her feverishly, angrily, as if she was the oxygen that he needed to breathe. Regina was pulling open the buckles of his quiver and tossed the container aside with magic. She moved quickly to the rest of him, his jacket and his shirt torn open, and he had done the same. Once Regina's hair was loose, he began tangling his hands in the ribbon holding Regina's dress together. She could feel his leather gloves on her back. But she didn't want that. She wanted skin on skin.
Regina untangled his hands from the ribbon and pulled of his gloves.
And then she saw it.
That damn lion tattoo.
Her breath hitched at the sight of it. How could this be? How could she have missed it?
"Is there something wrong?" Robin asked her, a concerned look on his face. Now that she had seen the lion tattoo, she knew that there was no going back. She shook her head and gripped at his hair, lips crashing and colliding. She pulled off his shirt and then swiped her hand over the back of her dress, letting it unravel.
The two got to their knees on the bed as Regina fumbled with his belt buckle and Robin pulled her long revealing dress off of her body. Soon there was nothing left, nothing in between them, just skin.
Regina angrily ground her hips against his, and Robin let out a soft moan. while running his hands up and down her chest, kissing her neck. She was craving him inside of her, like a fish needed water. He ran his hand against the inside of her thigh and Regina arched her back as he let himself slide into her. He was soft and gentle, quite the opposite of his rugged appearance.
"Fuck, Robin," she whispered, nipping at his ear as he held her in his arms. Regina could feel her long nails digging into his back.
Slowly, Robin pulled himself out of her, and collapsed beside her on the bed. She looked over at him, his lean, naked frame in the moonlight, and realized that it was possible to find love again.