I OWN NOTHING BUT WHAT CAME OUT OF MY MIND.
"Graham, I don't want to do this…", Regina says in a soft tone.
" Reggie, please do this for me. You know I would have asked somebody else but I have nothing, please.", Graham was doing his best no to touch her.
" Graham, no.", she replies looking at him and recoiling a bit.
" Reggie, listen this is the last thing I ask of you.", he's looking at her with a pouting face.
" Please, no, don't do that. We cannot do…. this!", Regina tells him with a determine voice.
" Why not, Regina? It could work, we've always been good at this!", he takes her in his arms.
" You know; it…. of course we...have...a great physical connection. Yes, sex between us was great but that's all. I don't love you and don't look at me that way because you don't love me either!", Regina frees herself and turns toward the door.
" Reggie… I… I know. I know, you're right but it's just…", Graham is trying to hide the way his body reacts to her.
" Just what? Is this about Emma. I thought you were happy with her since.. you know you….left me for her.", Regina makes a U-turn to watch him straight in the eyes.
" No, I mean. You said you wasn't mad at me for it.", he's looking her and reaches for her face.
" I said that because, well I hurt you and I'm sorry for it. You were happy with her and even if you cheated on me. Even if I caught you fucking in my fucking living room, I let it go because I did bad thing too… but don't play with me Graham. What the fuck are you trying to do? Is it too play me or her? A sort of revenge?", Regina is desperate now, she doesn't understand what's going on.
" Reggie, come on, "play with you"? What kind of man, do you think I am? I didn't mean to hurt you, never!", he says touching her face again.
" And what about her? Do you think it's not gonna hurt her? Do you think fucking me is gonna be okay with your girlfriend?", now she's screaming because god they already had this conversation.
" Okay, okay, okay I'm sorry!", the truth is he loves Emma, at least he thinks; he has strong feelings for her. She's beautiful, with her green eyes and blonde hair and her slender figure, she's thine and muscular without a lot of curve but he likes it. Or maybe he liked it, let' be honest, it's hard to leave behind such a beauty. Regina is everything that Emma isn't. The dress, the make up, the dark hair, the latina side, the heels and the ass.
" Graham, I'm gonna help you because...you asked, and I need to go pick Henry, anyway so I gotta go. So what's the client's name?", she asks already at the door.
Graham makes a childish face when he realizes that she's gonna help him.
" Regina, thank you so much I own you, anyway his name Mr Locksley and he lives in the Sherwood forest. I'll send you the address"
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Regina stands in front of a big mansion, it was a easy for her to find it. The house is beautiful, she likes it. At least, from what she has seen. She knocks at the door, noticing the gold pattern inlaid on the door, before it opens in front of her.
"Well, hello kitty! You must be lost!", she hears from the man in front of her, he has a thick british accent.
" I'm no kitty Sir. Actually I am Regina Mills; Doctor Graham sent me.", the man keeps looking at expectantly, so she carries on.
" I'm here to see Mr… Locksley", this time the British man looks like he doesn't know what to do, he stares at her for a long time, she would have felt embarrassed if she wasn't Cora's child. Then, he steps aside and turns around, leaving the door open behind him.
The brunette takes that as an invitation and follows him quickly. His steps are fast and quiet, she's so afraid to lose him of sight that she's right behind him.
They climb the stairs, and he makes a sudden stop, that takes her by surprise.
He looks at her, like she's amusing him but doesn't say a word; the British man knocks on the door and it's opened on a man and a old woman. The man is tall and big, with long hair around his face, the old woman is wearing a long gray dress. But what takes Regina aback is the old woman's eyes, they look right into her face, right into her soul.
What is wrong with me? And what about those people?
" What is she doing here? Who sent her? I know this was coming, didn't I tell you about that? It said: "The greatest gift will be to the one, who suffered the most, leaving lives of darkness far behind so he can meet his true soul for the first time…"you know there can be no female in the house! Especially not now with the….", the woman suddenly stops talking and looks behind the young brunette.
Regina felt like in the movie, where a character has something behind him and is asking: " Do I have something behind me?", she felt like there was a big horrible monster behind her, and she couldn't decide what to do. She was afraid to turn but couldn't help, wanting to know what the hell was behind her. So she suddenly makes a U-turn and the someone is very close to her, closer than what she except.
Actually her eyes first meet, brown little eyes looking at her, a child!
He's chubby-cheeked, with cute dimples and a small little nose. His brown hair curl softly on top of his head. She looks at his outfit, he's wearing a light green body, and Regina can see how his plumb little legs move like he's getting excited. He's chewing one hand, as the other grips hard the fabric of… A man.
Probably, his father Regina thinks. When she had looked at the chubby baby, she had felt love and tenderness but now looking at his father, she feels like cold and hot at the same time. She shivers, and keeps staring at him. She can't talk, or move, not even breathe as she get lost in his blue eyes.
Robin was in his chamber when he first felt it. Danger. His blood start to rush in his body. He needs to go in the forest, he's injured and won't be able to fight.
Go deep in the forest, that's what keeps playing in his mind, it's the survival instinct.
Of course, if he needs to fight, he will but he knows he's too tired to win. He gathers his strength and quickly goes to his son room. Roland, he will soon turn 1 human years old and Robin knows that, with this will come more enemies.
His son is the first child born since a long time, a long time meaning more than 350 years. There's a lot prophecies going around, one of them is that after the first born of the new werewolf generation is born, earth and skies will shatter into the most horrible fight.
Only the "new brown eyes" will be able to save the future.
Robin never been a very religious man, especially since he's been turn into a full werewolf but if something jeopardize his son life, he needs to be careful about it, and he would even pray for it.
He hears noises outside, and his son seems to hear them too. Robin chuckles at him, his baby face turning toward the sound, as he listens carefully.
Robin hears it all, the car, the steps, the voice even the "kitty" part and suddenly he feels like control is leaving his body, his eyes slowly turning into a grey-ish color. The only thing keeping him, from falling apart, his is son currently in his arms, all agitated like he has sensed her too.
He tries not to move, to stay away; he knows it's a woman, can feel her perfume, her smell. But then he suddenly in front of his mother's office. He sees his "mom", and his brother Little John, but what he can't help to notice is HER; she's from behind, her short dark hair seems to tease him, caressing her neck. He admires her beautiful figure, her small shoulder, her fit arms and slim waist and that incredible ass. Her strong legs.
Robin feels like he had ran a marathon in the desert and that she's the only water. Like he's ill, and she's the cure, he's a junkie and she's his favourite drug. Here, just right here. She's his sweet oasis, his medicine, his….. Oh my, what am I doing!
His breathing is quick, as he tries to control the surges in him. The surge to touch her, to feel her, to fuck her senseless. to satisfy his primal need, his bestial desire to possess her body, her soul, to make her his.
Then she turns around, his watches as her dark locks flip lively, and then… it strikes him. Her beauty, she is beautiful. He can't stop staring at her, her brows are sexy ( he didn't even that brows could be sexy), her face is amazing. He closes his eyes, trying to get some control back.
Robin breathe!
He wanted to calm himself, so he took a deep breathe but when he did, her scent hits his nose, her perfume strikes his senses, he felt dizzy.
He open his eyes sharply, when images of her naked body flood in his mind, very vivid images.
But this time, his breathe get stuck in his throat. His breathing was to fast but now he can't breathe. Not when his eyes meet hers, she's looking at him, right in his eyes and he, looks back. He feels like he's drowning, like he's running on fire, like he's on drug. He doesn't know what he feels but he can feel it.
" Da…. Dadda!", both of them snap out of their trance. Robin doesn't want to let her go, but the instinct of "father" werewolf is too powerful and he can't help looking his son.
" Yes buddy?", but Roland doesn't seem to hear him, he keeps staring at the woman in front of him. Regina has stepped back, her eyes wide open and her hand touching her heart.
Robin feels more quiet now, he still wants to do the unthinkable but he has his surge under control.
The room is tensed, no one can breathe properly, no one except for little Roland who he's currently sat on the floor.
After long fifteen minutes, Granny decides to offer some refreshment.
" It's a hot day, let's cool down a bit", she said while sending look to the three men in the room.
Everybody went downstairs, in a beautiful conservatory giving on the beautiful yard behind the house. Other than Roland excited rambling the group keeps quiet.
Granny serves tea to everybody, and they start to drink but Regina can't swallow the liquid, her throat is still so tight from emotion. She doesn't notice that everybody seems to wait for her.
" So miss…..?" , ask Granny.
" Mills, Miss Mills.", adds Regina.
" Right, Miss Mills, what send you here?"
" Like I said to the man who opened the door for me, I'm Regina Mills and Doctor Graham sent me here to…."
" Are you a doctor?", cuts William.
" Actually, yes I have a doctorate in medicine but I'm here as a psychotherapist and a physiotherapist to help with Mister Lockley's case…." , she stops herself reminding the file in her bag, she grabs it and reads it in her mind.
" But why are you here exactly?"
" Well, the file said that Mr. Locksley signed a medical release. And that means that he accepted terms, one of them having physical therapy… with me."
" Yes, I did.", it's the first time Robin talks and it's the first time Regina hears her voice.
" Well sorry Missy, but Robin doesn't need that, so…"
" Actually, since he agreed to the therapy, he can't…."
" Listen Miss Mills, my son is fine, as you can see he can walk and even carry his son, so we won't need your service.", Regina doesn't like to be rejected like that, she doesn't even understand why she's talking with this bunch of people when her patient is only , and she feels like a cheap whore, she frowns when she thinks about it.
Why am I reacting like this? Why do I feel like this!
She gather her thoughts and looks at the old woman face.
When did I stand ?
" Listen Madam Locksley, I get that this is your son and that you care about him, but my patient is only Robin Locksley, and when he signed the medical form to be released earlier he agreed to therapy with me. Now, yes, I saw him walking and carrying his son around, but I also saw the way he limped, and is sore. Actually I think that every movement makes him more exhausted. And any way, my ethical code prevents me from leaving this house. Not before, Mr. Locksley and I, found an agreement. Actually, I was sent by my colleague Dr Graham, I think you remember him?"
" Yes." , the old woman seems taking a back by Regina's speech, actually the two other man seem rather surprised too. She turns around and looks at .
" I came as a favor to my colleague but I really think we should discuss that matter, for you own good. Nonetheless, if I'm not wanted here, I'm gonna leave…"
" No!", she start as his sudden stunt, and looks at him.
" I meant yes! Well, I mean yes! Jeez! You are wanted! Here! For the therapy!" , Robin couldn't be more embarrassed than that, or so he had thought.
" Look at him, his pupils barely reactive, he's sweating and clearly in pain. How can I leave somebody like that.", Regina didn't realize when she starts to walk toward him, or she got this close to him but when she touches his body, the reaction is hard not to notice.
" Please Regina,", Robin's state get worse and worse, he's now leaning on her almost with all his weight, and she can't help holding him tight. And she's not even sure, she heard him correctly, did he really call her by her name? No! Surely he didn't.
Roland who was quietly playing in a corner of the room, seems to suddenly notice the seriousness of the situation, and seeing his father in distress encourage him to stand on his little feet, unsteadily and with a serious face first, one step at a time. Then, he gets confidence and walks faster until he's next to them, he raises his face to Regina as a chubby hand grips his father's shirt. She looks at his amazing eyes, and he looks back at her with an expression so complexed that she's astonished. It's like he understands her, like he knows she's freaking out and he's calming her, eventually his other small hand reaches out for hers. She takes his hand, she doesn't even know why but she takes his soft tiny hand, still supporting his father's weight. She's trying to get her thoughts and breathes in control.
A look to Mr. Locksley, and she notices that he seems to be a little bit better, he is aware of his environment and smiles at his son, but still won't answer when she ask him " Mister, what's happening?", " Where does it hurt?".
Roland pull on her hand, thus she looks at him, he wants to be lifted and she gets it 'daddy is acting weird and he won't to feel safe", and she can't help it anyway she has a son. How could she say no, to this little cutie!
She lifted him easily, being used to a heavier cuddler ( her son), when he's safely in her arms, she talks to him softly.
" You see Daddy's alright, hum? He's just a little tired, he needs to take a nap. Actually, he will need a lot of rest and love from you. Did you know, that kisses and hugs are therapeutic?", she's pretty sure he doesn't understand it all but he seems more calmer.
" Oh, yes, you'll be a good therapeut for Daddy".
She could almost forget the current situation but a groan from remind her where she is, and for the umpteeth time, she cannot breathe when the child looking straight into her eyes says:
" Gina, pweaz, hep Dadda"
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