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Prompt: Robin of Locksley failed to steal from a carriage on one of his missions and he wasn't quite pleased about that, so Regina decides to cheer him up by telling him that they can do whatever he wants to do. One-shot for Dark!OQWeek Day 6 - Smut day
He was outside on the balcony when she walked out of her bath chambers, wrapped up in her silky black nightgown, her hair dry thanks to the power of her magic. She walked out there to him, encasing her arms around his stomach, finding that his shirt was unbuttoned and smoothing her hands over his taught stomach.
"Was it a successful mission?" she asked, pressing the side of her face to the space between his fabric clad shoulder blades. She was quite smaller than him without her heels on, she dropped a whole four inches.
"No," he said as he ran his hands through his hair in distress. "the royal carriages were on the road at lot earlier than we thought they would be. We had been tracking them for weeks and they were always on the north road by midday, but today of all days they decided to start their journey early. God dammit!" He slammed a hand onto the railing of the balcony, shaking it just a bit.
Regina moved her hands off his stomach and onto his biceps to turn him around to face her. She ran both her hands up and onto his cheeks, caressing them, knowing that just her touch helped to calm him down slightly.
"You need to relax. There will be other carriages to steal from. You can always try next week." She tried to assure him but it was going to take more convincing on her part to make him know that it was fine. This wasn't the first carriage that Robin, Friar Tuck and a few others never managed to steal from and she knew it wouldn't be the last, but each time they failed she knew Robin felt like a failure a tiny bit more than the last time.
"I know there is other carriages and I know I can always try next week, but that doesn't make it feel any better. I failed. And that nearby village won't get any money for food and taxes and we won't get any either. We have a baby on the way and I need to provide for her." A frustrated groan rumbled from him but Regina quickly shut him up by placing a kiss to his lips. As she pulled back she watched the sadness in his eyes, she saw the inner battle that he was having with himself.
"The baby won't be here for another seven months. We have time. Plenty of it," she soothed, she could tell how hard he was trying, for both of them and their unborn baby, but they were doing just fine as it was. It's when the baby arrived when he should start worrying, and even when she was here it's not like she would need a load of stuff, for most of it Regina would probably have to conjure it up with her magic, and she will of course be nursing her.
"I still feel like I failed you both." A sigh escaped his mouth while his hand found a place over her abdomen that hadn't changed at all, it was still as flat as ever but it did feel slightly firmer.
"Don't think like that." She saw how Robin's lips parted to argue but she shushed him. "God help it if you think you've failed now, what will happen in months to come when the baby is here. Parenthood isn't that easy." Her eyes then shifted towards the inside of her bed chamber, looking at the beautiful sight she saw. The sun had set about half an hour ago and the only source of light was coming from the bright white moon up above them and the candles that flicked in her chamber. They gave the room a soft and gentle glow, brightening up the dark expanse that the room usually was. She turned back to Robin with a smirk imprinted onto her face. She grabbed hold of his hands and began to walk backwards, pulling him with her.
"What are you doing?" he asked, even though she was sure he knew by the way his lips pulled into a smug grin.
"I'm going to cheer you up," she stated, spinning him around so she could push him onto the bed and stand in front of him. She grabbed the ties of her robe and unknotted them, letting the robe fall to her feet to reveal her delicate creamy shoulders, her slim frame and her mouth-watering sheer black nightgown. She watched as the blue in his eyes deepened in colour as they travelled down her sinful body, seeing the hard nipples that were pressed against the fabric, a taut stomach that held the product of their love and the dark vee that was between her legs.
Regina saw how she affected him, after all the evidence was right there in front of her, making a tent at the front of Robin's trousers. She slinked towards him, draping her arms over his shoulders and placing her knees on the bed besides his thighs.
"Whatever you want to do, we'll do it," she whispered into his ear, nibbling on his lobe, listening to the change of his breathing. She pulled back and watched his face, feeling the touch of his hand gliding up the bare skin of her thigh due to her risen nightgown.
He looked down her body once more, his eyes coming to lay upon her smooth olive toned thighs, he placed his other hand on her other thigh and glided it up to match what the other one was doing. She felt a cool sensation down below, when she looked she saw that her sex was no longer covered by her nightgown but bunched around her waist. Robin had gripped hold of it and was tugging it upwards. She held up her arms for him so he could pull it off.
Once the little piece of ungodly fabric was thrown out of the way, Regina wasted no time in flicking her hand, stripping Robin bare. She felt his cock twitch on the side of her thigh and she grew an ache down below and a hunger for something much more fun than just sitting there.
"Any ideas?" she asked, biting her lip and running her hands up his chest, brushing through a few blonde curls of hair he had. She saw him looking at her lips, her scar on her upper one becoming more prominent due to being free of makeup. After her relaxing bath she had no desire to redo her makeup like most days, she had known it was nearing on night time anyway so she decided to leave it.
Regina felt his hand wrap around her waist one minute and then the next a bruising kiss was placed on her lips. It was sloppy and messy, teeth and tongues clashing as Robin pushed his way up the bed, carrying Regina with him. Once he had managed to get them to the top by pillows he was the first to come up from the kiss.
"Sit on my chest," he told her, patting the place right where he wanted her to be.
"What?" Regina questioned, not quite grasping at what he was saying.
"You said you wanted to cheer me up, well if you let me taste you I'm sure that'll make me very happy." He grinned from ear to ear and waited patiently.
Regina scooted up, the idea of what he wanted to do to her now being painted clearly in her mind. It took her a mere few seconds to understand what he wanted to do to her once he mentioned tasting her. It made a fire burn intensely down below at the deeply intimate act, her teeth gripping her bottom lip, her coyness getting the best of her. She tried her best to hide it with a seductive smirk, after all she was a queen, and even though she was letting her walls down for this particular activity she was always going to be the more dominant one.
Her legs were bent with both her knees resting on either side of his head. Her delicious round bottom sat on his chest taking up all the weight, leaving her slick wet opening oh so exposed and vulnerable, very, very close to his sinful mouth.
She could feel his breath practically kissing her bottom lips, making that fire burning in her lower abdomen increase even more, causing a breathy gasp to be caught in her throat.
His eyes locked securely on hers as his hands moved around to grip her backside firmly, holding her in place. She got a feeling that it would be easier for him to control her movements from this position, this very new position that she was very unfamiliar with, so new that it made her feel soaked down below, the heat of her arousal burning, making her heart flutter and beat faster.
Her long raven locks spilled over her shoulders and covered her breasts when she bowed her head forward; only her hard tips of her nipples peaked through the strands. Regina watched as Robin's eyes flickered down to them, filling with hunger the longer his eyes laid upon them, watching them move up and down with her heavy breathing.
She felt his free hand slide up her back and cup her neck, pulling her down and pressing his lips to one of her sensitive nipples.
"Aahh," she moaned, falling forward from the toe-curling feeling of his touch. Her shaky arms are what she braced herself upon, both her hands sprawled out flat just above his head. He took advantage of her breasts so close to his lips, licking and sucking at one and then giving the other one the exact same attention.
She shuddered and mewled in pure ecstasy at the warm and wet feeling of his mouth giving her tender nipples attention. As she went to sit straight back up again she was stopped by his mouth, it softly bit down on one nipple before letting it go with a tug. Her back arched and her pelvis thrusted at the exquisite feeling, sending her soaked core straight into his waiting tongue's hand.
He greedily lapped at her sodden sex with long wet strokes, sending jolts of pleasure right through her, making her forget about everything. His tongue slipped inside of her and her body tensed before it relaxed into the unexpected – but gladly welcomed – intrusion, moaning in response.
He usually liked to watch her face, watch all of the expressions she would make because of him, but right now his eyes were closed and Regina could tell that he was bathing in the pleasure. It was such a turn on, she could barely watch him through her heavy lids for fear that she would come too soon.
Being in this position was especially erotic because not only could she feel the shallow penetration of Robin's smooth tongue on her bundle of nerves but she was able to watch the pleasure that set over his face while he devoured her.
The contact between his tongue and her lower lips was shortly broken, and a spine chilling cooling sensation was felt as he gentle blew on her heated flesh. A chilling but not at all soothing feeling, it only made her ache for more.
"Touch yourself, your majesty, touch your breasts. I want to see you." If it wasn't for her being so close to him she might not have heard him speak. His voice was raw and deep, his accent extra thick.
It felt so intimate and so hot and sexy on her part, she wanted nothing more than to please him. She cupped her breasts and began kneading and squeezing them, his appreciative groan was heard and it only spurred her on even more. It made her feel powerful, encouraged her to run her hands all over her chest and breasts, pushing them together before she started on the nipples. She pinched and tugged at them, watching his greedy eyes take in all her actions, seeing the fire and desire burning within them.
He continued his assault with his tongue as his eyes carried on watching her, they followed every movement of her hands, watching as they swiped and swirled along her beautiful sheen covered chest. She pushed herself onto his strong tongue, dominating for just a second. She saw the corners of his eyes crinkle, signifying a smile at her boldness. His tongue flexed as she pinched her nipples again – hard, making her orgasm build up and up.
"Eyes open babe!" he growled as he squeezed the soft muscles of her arse, he then swiped over the length of her sex, paying extra attention to her clit, nibbling and sucking at it. Her lids started to droop but she kept her eyes on his until she couldn't anymore. Trembling, she screwed her eyes shut and arched her back, gripping the headboard of the bed to keep her up right as she screamed his name in release.
As Regina opened up her eyes and saw that she was flat on her back with Robin lying between her opened legs. She felt prodding at her inner thigh from a painfully hard erection, it was very close to her entrance, she could feel it. Her breathing was still hard and her legs still felt like jelly from the explosive climax she just had, but when she felt Robin slide an exploring finger in her to check for wetness she was more than ready for more.
He pumped his finger in her a couple of times, obviously liking what he found. "Oh god, Regina!" It was almost a cry, and she swallowed it with her mouth right at the same time he pulled out his finger and plunged into her with his hard cock, right to the hilt, looking for that magic spot within her.
They locked their gazes, both of them wearing the same expressions of love and wonder for one another as they moaned in unison. Right away he started to move at agonisingly good pace.
Their connection was strong and powerful, so deep she realised why she sometimes thought it must be a fantasy that she was living in. Their love burned bright and hot as pleasure encircled through them both.
Her head fell back as she let out a cry. "Faster," she choked out in command. She drew both her knees up to his sides, wrapping them around his lower back, the heels of her feet digging into him as she pushed her hips up. She gripped the sides of his body with her hands, her nails creating indents in his skin.
He used her new position to his advantage, sliding one hand underneath of her to keep her right at that angle. He began to rut himself into her, his long and hard movements hitting that button inside of her, making her moan and babble out of control. Thank god it was only them around.
He kissed her roughly before he commanded, "come for me baby." She kept her eyes open and watched him as she climbed, and climbed, and climbed and then . . . fell, a loud cry spilling from her mouth, her eyes screwed shut, a bright white light shining from behind them. Her inner walls clenched around him, coming harder than ever before. He continued his thrusts through her orgasm as she moaned, her hands dropping down to the bed beside her once she felt him spill himself deep into her depths.
"Thank fuck!" he gritted out through a clenched jaw, grabbing hold of the headboard to steady himself. He let go once he finished, wrapping her up in his arms, withdrawing when he rolled them onto their sides.
"I love you," he whispered groggily into the space between them. "And you," he added when his hand slid between them and rested on her stomach.
Regina let out half a giggle through her tired and sedated state and brushed her nose against Robin's. "We both love you too." After a beat she asked, "Did it cheer you up?"
He beamed at her and slid a hand down her back until it landed on her arse. He cupped it and kneaded, a moan of pleasure spilling from Regina's throat. "It most certainly did." He used his hand that was on her backside to press her body tightly to his as he pressed his lips to hers. He began to rub against her, his cock already becoming hard again.
Regina's lips parted from Robin's. "You're ready to go again?" she asked breathy.
"I always am when it comes to you," he told her quite cockily.
She chuckled and then bit down on her lip, once again her scar on her upper lip standing out. Robin was tempted so he brought his lips back down to hers and kissed her, ardently and heatedly.
