Author's Note: Hello all, this is my first attempt at writing so please be gracious. I'll update this as regularly as I can, but I like to think that I have a social life. Unfortunately, I don't own anything. Now, without further ado...
AU: "I saw you trying to hit the 'door close' button in the elevator but I made it in and then I pushed every single button to make you late for work, but now we're stuck in this fucking elevator as it stops at every single floor and I don't know what to say other than 'you started it'"
Regina Mills was never someone to be messed with, even on her good days. When one saw her storming down the hallway, heels clacking against the firm tile floor, people made way for her blatant presence. Some people moved out of sheer fear of being alienated by "The Terminator", a name the young residents had called her for many years now, however some had learned the hard way. To put it in a manner of speaking, there was a recent unfortunate incident between a young male resident, having just started at the hospital a few weeks ago, and a mixup ending in the spilling of 3 cups of coffee, a boy left drenched in french vanilla and an even further unamused Regina Mills. Today she was truly in the mood for no nonsense; Henry had to be at school early meaning she had to wake up an hour earlier than normal, and as if to press her patience, the Bread Co. by her house had been out of her favorite bagels. She had no time for shenanigans or playtime today. She quickly turned the corner, making her way towards the elevators. She swayed her hips and stepped with power and seductiveness flowing through her, making all the heads in the hospital turn with the simple notion of her arrival.
Robin Locksley had just started working at the Storybrooke hospital and had never been more happy with his decision. Not only was he able to help more people in much dire need of attention, but he also had the pleasure of looking at Regina every day. He had never taken to calling her "the Terminator". The name seemed unfit for one of her simple beauty and elegance. While others feared her daily rampages through the halls of the hospital, Robin looked forward to such occurrences. He took pleasure in seeing the snarling scowl on her face and the way her jet black curls bounced against her slick shoulders. He even had the honor of her talking to him once, a quick "move Locksley or you won't live to see the next day!" which just thinking about made him want to swoon over with joy. Even as he gently would tease the other nurses, as he was known for being rather witty and nimble, his mind often drifted to Regina in doing so. It's somewhat ironic how someone so feared by those around him had sole control of his heart.
Regina finally arrived at the elevator and shooed away the residents infiltrating her personal space. "Was I ever this annoying as a resident?" she quickly thought to herself, hoping she had never acted this desperate or needy. Her mother had taught her the importance of being a strong woman, something that evidently wasn't deemed as important in the generations below her. She tapped the up button and impatiently waited for the elevator to arrive. When the elevator finally arrived she swiftly stepped inside, and pushed the door close door button. She then glanced down at her phone as she waited for the elevator to close. Just as the doors were almost shut, she saw a white figure quickly approaching the sliding doors, and just before the doors were completely shut, no one other than the Robin Locksley was standing before her. Just her luck; it seemed as if someone was truly pushing their luck with her today.
"Ah just the perfect way to begin my morning, hello Locksley." Regina had never called a doctor by their first name, the whole manner seemed rather colloquial and this was a workplace in which she ran the show; she and only she called the shots. "Why hello there, milady," Robin said with a smirk slowly creeping up his face. "And just what floor are you off to?" "I need to go to the third floor. I would highly appreciate it if you'd press the damn button already, seeing as you've already managed to make me late for my 8:15 appointment with the Charmings." "As you wish, milady," Robin gleamed, as he pressed the button for the third floor. However, as nothing could ever be simple when it came to Robin, he decided to press every button in the elevator. Regina, who had gone back to checking her phone, was blissfully unaware of the havoc that Robin had just created for her. Just as Robin clicked the last button (the one for the 30th floor), Regina decided to look up from checking her emails.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she shrieked, "I have places to be and patients to see!" "Well, milady," Robin responded, "I do believe I just made you even more late to work!" The smile plastered on Robin's face said it all - clearly he had wanted to get a rise out of her, and of course being Regina Mills she simply couldn't let this go. "Now we're stuck in this fucking elevator, thanks to you, Locksley. Way to go, champ!" she snarled; why was life playing a cruel joke on her today? "Relax, milady," Robin contended, "maybe these few minutes we're about to share with one another will give us a chance to get to know each other!" Whereas Robin was rather proud of his plan, Regina was far from that. "Oh, and just what do you think you're going to get me to spill, Locksley?" Regina protested. She would allow nobody to sit in her chair and take control over her; no one would take any secrets away from her if it's the last thing she would do! "I believe we should take it slow, I mean we've already wasted precious time. We're all the way up to the 15th floor!" "Well alright then Locksley, seeing as I truly have no other options right now, here's a question for you; why do you insist on making my life difficult?" "Well, love," Robin responded, "There's nothing quite like making a beautiful lady late for work and seeing her glare at you as if she wants to kill you, I mean being honest that's reason enough!" he joked, glancing over to see a now intrigued Regina. He knew his choice of words had caught her attention; he presumed her femininity wasn't referred to as often as it should be.
"Fair enough," she countered, quickly slipping back into her typical Regina mode. "And now do you have a question for me?" she pondered, never breaking eye contact with the annoyingly attractive doctor standing across from her. "Did I really just think he's attractive? What the fuck did I drink in my coffee this morning?" she thought to herself as Robin thought of a question. "Why I do, love," Robin responded. "My glorious question is" he stated, slowly advancing towards her, "how does this make you feel?" he whispered, his hands slowly running their course down the side of her face. His fingers felt the softness of her creamy face, leaving no room for imagination. Robin had never been one for subtlety, and given Regina's personality, he'd imagined that the only way to get through to her was to put herself against her own will and truly test just how resilient she was.
"How does what make me feel?" she whispered back, his touch evidently having a greater effect on her than she wanted to convey. "How does my touch make you feel, milady?" The question loomed above them for a few seconds, their faces being at most two inches apart. They never broke eye contact, each holding the intensity and stubbornness of the other. Regina obviously couldn't make the first move, she would never succumb to her needs over the respect and prestige that she held in the hospital. Robin, knowing this, backed her into the corner of the elevator. He maneuvered her perfectly; his touch only making her want to break the distance between their longing mouths. "Robin, I," she stuttered, her back hitting the edge of the elevator wall, "I can't ev-" "You can't what, milady? You can't hold out anymore, you can't wait until your mouth feels the delightful pressure that my tongue will provide? Or maybe you can't resist the way I'll feel you up, I'll make you scream in sheer pleasure and mirth." Robin had never been the aggressive type, but he truly thought this would be the only way to make Regina react. Regina had finally decided she had enough, launching herself towards Robin. Unfortunately, this was right at the moment the elevator dinged and had finally arrived back to the third floor. The sound startled the couple, breaking the close distance between them. Regina looked up at Robin, too startled to form any real thoughts or words. She smoothed down her skirt, and fluffed her hair resting on her shoulders. "To our next elevator ride, Locksley" she huffed, strutting her way out of the elevator. As the doors closed behind her, Robin collapsed onto the elevator walls. "Next time" he thought to himself.
Well I hope that wasn't too terrible for my first time. Also thank you to my twin Carly for beta-ing :).