Hello, hello, hello! Haven't posted anything in a while but I have been writing a few things ;). So, OQ smut week is upon us once again and I've decided to try my hand at it once again even though I only got one prompt done last time. Hopefully that won't happen though as I am not on summer break. I'm also still in shock as I write this as I graduated last night (6/22) which is crazy. Anyway, enough about me and onto what you're actually here for: OQ smuttiness.

I should mention that this takes place BEFORE Regina adopts Henry. Now read away and stayed tuned for the rest of smut week!

Day 1: First Curse Sex

It was just another boring day in Storybrooke for Regina. Same daily routine of waking up, shower, getting dressed and walking to Granny's to get her coffee. Everyone did the same thing at the exact same time every single day. She was getting bored, she no longer felt the feeling that she had one, she didn't feel anything at all. Regina was starting to realize that damn imp Rumpelstiltskin was right, casting this curse had left a hole in her heart.

"Mayor Mills?" Ruby's voice snapped her out of her jumbled thoughts.

"Hm?"

"Your regular?" She asked as she handed her a cup of coffee.

"Ah, yes. It's about time, I've been waiting 10 minutes. Good day Miss Lucas." Regina snapped.

"Yeah okay. See you tomorrow." Ruby rolled her eyes.

Regina gave her a fake smile before she turned around, not noticing the man behind her until it was too late. She crashed into him as her coffee flew and spilt all over her white shirt, effectively making it now see-through.

"Ah milady! I'm so terribly sorry" Regina heard an accented voice and looked up from her place on the floor, a sandy haired man with blue eyes was frantically gathering napkins.

"You should be! Do you have any idea who I am?!" Regina snapped, her shirt was already beginning to cling to her.

"Why, of course! You're our fearless leader Mayor Mills." He smirked, oh how she wanted to smack that smirk right off his damn face.

"Good. You should know that I will be sending you the bill to get my shirt cleaned. Also, watch where you're going next time because I won't be letting you off so lightly."

"Of course Mayor Mills, again I'm very sorry."

Regina nodded. "Who are you anyway, I haven't seen you around town? As mayor I should know everyone and I need to know who I'm sending my dry cleaning bill to."

"Robin Forester at your service. I'm sure there's no need to tell you my address since you can find it in the town records and we'll probably seen each other again, this is a small town after all."

"Perhaps." Regina turned and walked away and if anyone said that they'd seen a smirk appear on her lips as she continued down the street to her office, well, she'd deny it.

The rest of the week continued normally. Regina had sent her bill to Robin and kept up to date on her paperwork. However, she had been thinking about him. His sparkling blue eyes, sexy accent and those damn dimples that made her weak in the knees, although she'd never admit it. Ever since she met him he'd been on her mind, she was trying to think back to who he was in the Enchanted Forest but her mind was blank on who he was back there.

Regina shook her head. Stop it, stop thinking about him. Relationships and being connected to people is weakness. They always leave, they always hurt you in the end. Regina repeated this in her head a few times, if she took anything away from her mother it's that love is weakness. She had closed herself off a long time ago and no way in hell was this man she's met a week ago going to open her up again. She wouldn't let that happen.

As she looked at the clock she saw that it was 8 o'clock. She had sent her assistant home an hour ago, telling her that she was finished for the day and just had a few things to wrap up. Regina stood and grabbed her purse and light jacket off the coat rack and locked her office as she made her way home. At least that's where she was planning to go however, she took a detour and walked into the Rabbit Hole, the lone bar in town.

She needed to forget. Forget about damn Robin Forester, and she needed something a little stronger than her cider to do it. She sat down at the bar.

"What can I get you?" Regina froze. Oh you have got to be kidding me. Him? Really? She slowly raised her head, "W-whatever your strongest drink is." She gulped and wanted to smack herself for stuttering.

"Bad day milady?"

"I don't see how that's any of your concern, and its Mayor Mills to you. Just get me a drink." She snapped, regaining her cold exterior.

"Alright then." Regina watched as he poured her drink. She didn't care what it was, just as long as it helped her forget, which would be even harder with him standing right in front of her. "Here you are." She took a large gulp, enjoying the burn of the alcohol as it slid down her throat.

"You want to talk about it?"

"What?"

"You bad day? I'm a bartender, people tend to open up to strangers, especially when alcohol is involved."

Regina's mind was racing to find a way out of the conversation. "Don't you have people to serve?" She just wanted him to leave her alone. "Actually, you we're my last customer, Michael just got here which means my shift is over. So, I'm all yours." Regina huffed. Maybe it wouldn't be such a terrible thing if she talked to him, maybe that's all she needed to get over this thing that was happening with her. "Alright fine." She sighed.

Regina didn't know how they ended up in her bedroom, the past couple hours had been fuzzy since she started talking to Robin. He had joined her in drinking as they began spilling things to each other.

Now here they we're in her bedroom, him nibbling deliciously on her neck. She'd probably regret thing in the morning but right at this moment, she was enjoying the pleasure she was getting too much to stop it or care about the repercussions of where this was headed.

Robin continued kissing and suckling her neck, slowly moving down until he hit the collar of her shirt. Quickly removing it, he continued his path down the valley of her breasts, her moans spurring him on.

Regina felt a heat pooling deep in her stomach, she knew it was the alcohol talking, it had to be. She needed him. She stopped him and immediately pulled off his shirt before crashing her lips back to his, feeling the desperateness in the kiss. She continued her hands down to Robin's belt buckle knowing that she needed him now. She quickly rid him of his jeans and boxers before stripping down the rest of her clothes.

Robin's jaw dropped, he couldn't believe her, she was like an angel perfectly crafted by the gods above and sent to earth to stun everyone with her everlasting beauty. "W-wow" was all he could say.

Regina giggled. Giggled. She couldn't believe herself, falling all over this man like a silly school girl, again convincing herself it's all the alcohol in her system and knew that sleeping with him would effectively end all these dumb thoughts she's been having about him. "Well, you're not so bad yourself."

Robin pounced on her, grabbing her lips in a bruising kiss as his hand traveled down towards her hot center. Regina moaned into his mouth as his fingers found her clit, he began rubbing her, she was so wet and ready for him. Suddenly, his fingers found their way inside her and began slowly pumping in and out.

"Mmm, fuck, yes, mmm, just like that." Regina had always been vocal in bed since becoming the Evil Queen. She had direct all the men-and women-that she brought into her bed, teach them her sweet spots to get her off, this was no different.

As quickly as he had begun to finger fuck her, he stopped. Regina groaned in disappointment. But before she had a chance to protest, he was looming over her looking into her eyes. She could almost feel him looking deep into her soul. Regina suddenly felt self conscious, like everything about herself was ugly and horrible. How could this random man come into her life and make her feel like a-a fraud, a fake? She went to cover herself and push him off her, but he quickly grabbed her hands, making her pause.

"Regina, stop."

"What? But I- "

"No, I see what you're doing, I know what you're thinking. That this isn't right, it's a mistake, you're not this kind of person and you're not good enough for this, but you're wrong. Ten million percent wrong. From what I've seen tonight, you are quite an amazing woman. It may be the alcohol talking, but you are wonderful. You're the most stunning creature I have seen walk this earth, and you deserve the world."

Regina's mind was on overdrive. Thought's racing about what all she has done in the past, her terrible mistakes, and the horrible things she has done, the people she's killed, the families she's ripped apart. She had to turn her face away. I don't deserve this. To be even slightly happy, even if it was aided by alcohol. Robin slowly turned her face back to his, she looked into his eyes once more, and she was a goner, ah fuck it!

She slammed her lips to his before flipping them over and straddling his hips. She broke the kiss and braced herself and she rose up and guided him into her warm heat. Slowly sinking down onto him, they both moaned at the sensations that ran through their bodies. Regina took a moment before she rose up and slid down his shaft. Robin brought his hands to her waist and began to guide her up and down, thrusting into her.

Regina's moans became louder and louder, spurring him on and fucking her harder. Regina began to feel her stomach coiling "Ah fuck, yes, harder, I'm so-"she let out a long moan. Robin began fucking her harder and faster, his body begging for his own release.

"FUCK" Regina shouted as she hit her climax and her mouth fell open. A couple more thrusts and Robin was right there with her as he slammed her down on his cock one last time and spilled his hot seed into her.

Regina collapsed on top of him, panting "That was-"

"Amazing."

"Yeah."

She smiled, content with the moment even though she knew she would deeply regret it in the morning once all the alcohol was out of her system. She rolled off of him, falling back onto the soft mattress, ready to fall into a deep slumber. Regina turned her head to look at him as he began to get dressed. As he pulled his shirt over his head, she froze. No way. No. She remained frozen, not noticing him leave the room, nor hearing the front door shut, too busy lost in her past to register the present.

The Man with the Lion Tattoo. Robin. She just…..

Fuck.

Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed day one of smut week. Keep a lookout for day two tomorrow, all my smut week oneshots will be right here in this one story. Drop a review with your thoughts and see you tomorrow!