OQSmutWeek Day1 - Jealous.

I'm sorry it is not really long, but I'm literally skipping class right now to be able to finish this, so I hope you'll like it anyway lol

During her childhood and her youth, her mother did everything she could to make her insecurity grow. Made her feel, over and over again, that she wasn't enough. Once she got a bit older, she worked to overcome her issues and left it behind. But once in awhile old feelings came rushing back to her, whether she wanted it or not.

Like now. She was walking down the streets hand in hand with her boyfriend, when a pretty woman stopped next to them. The woman had a bright smile and a glossy, gorgeous dark brown hair. She heard her boyfriend say "Marian", in a surprised voice. And it all seemed to connect in her head.

Robin had told her about his ex. About the woman who decided she wanted more than the life they were leaving, and went running back to the UK when a better work opportunity came up.

Regina watched as Marian wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close and raising her hands to touch his hair. Robin's current girlfriend saw red. She wanted to push that horrible hands of hers away from his precious hair and slap the woman in the face right then and there. Not only for daring to touch his soft hair, but also for the pain she made Robin feel when she left, leaving nothing but a letter behind. But she was not going to lose her cool and her decency for someone like that woman. It was not worth it.

So she took deep breaths, counted to ten, and saw as her boyfriend pushed the woman away as politely as he could.

"I'm glad I got the chance to see you again," she said, her infuriating smile never fading. "Maybe we could grab a coffee one of those days and catch up?"

"We'll see, but I have been busy with work lately. If I find time for it, I'll get in touch with you." and Regina was happy to see his tone made it clear he had no intention of calling her later.

He said goodbye to her, putting his hands around Regina's waist as they got back to the apartment they lived together.

The brunette felt somewhat calmer, the wind wiping away her jealousy. But as she placed the keys upon the table, looked at him and saw his hair, images of Marian's hands on his hair returned in her hair. And all her jealousy returned.

"Regina, are you ok?" Robin asked, getting close to her and putting one strand of her hair behind her ear. "You barely talked with me on our way back."

She answered with actions rather than words. She raised on her tip toes, crashed her mouth against his, kissing him hard and desperately. She started to walk them in the direction of the bedroom, the kiss never breaking, as her hands worked on unbuttoning his blue shirt. When the last button fell open, she tossed the shirt aside just as his knees found the foot of the bed and they fell on it, her on top of him.

She touched his hair, giving a slight tug, as she muttered in the middle of the kiss. "You're mine, you got that? Only mine."

"I'm only yours, my love."

He rained kisses over her face and neck, making her feel wanted and cherished. Her mouth found his again, and he dipped his tongue in to taste her and the need inside her exploded until she was sure she could not possibly get enough of him - ever. She wasn't sure when her shirt had come off, but she felt the chill which was quickly replaced by the warmth of his body. Hurriedly, the rest of their clothes was forgotten on the floor, and she found herself only in her panties.

He switched them, rolling them over so he could be the one on top. She felt his thumb leaning down to tease her clit over her panties and she squirmed under his touch, his fingers steadily applying pressure to her thighs. It wasn't hard, but it was enough to make her tighten her legs around him. Kissing and caressing, she found herself almost frantic. The more he gave to her, the more she took and the more she wanted.

He got rid of her panties and kept the foreplay, his fingers never stopping moving in her middle as he swirled his tongue around her nipples. Until neither of them could wait anymore. He positioned himself and with one easy thrust, he entered her. She moaned and closed her legs around his waist, making him go deeper. She scratched him, digging her nails on his back, making him. And by the look on his face, she knew he didn't care and she knew he understood her. Then she moved her hands to his arse squeezed it, making him go as deeper as he possible could and they both groaned. She digged her nails on his arse, and he moaned as he lifted her legs. She gasped, the new angle making his cock touch her clit at every single thrust.

"Robin, I'm gonna come" she said with a needy voice.

"Come for me, beautiful. I'll be right behind you."

She came with his name on her lips, and soon she felt his liquid filling her. He fell by his side with a happy smile and his face, and she wrapped him in his arms. Her jealously all but forgotten.