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Tonight's the Night

'Like this?' he whispered, gently stroking her leg, slipping his hand inside her skirts, his eyes sparkling as a smile spread over her face. Marian's response was to nod, let out a little moan as his hand roamed higher.

She submitted again to his kisses, wondering if all men were so good at this. She had kissed Guy of course, but that didn't count. Besides he was too rough, too possessive, wanted to own her body and soul. Robin wanted to give her his body and soul.

As the heat rose within her Marian wrapped her now bare leg around Robin's back, she deepened the kiss, thrilling to the touch of his hard body, pressed tight against her own. She buried her hands in his hair, fingers trailing to the small curls at the nape of his neck before she clawed at his jerkin, now ready to touch every part of him.

'Marian,' he whispered, his breaths coming faster, 'we should stop.' He pulled back and looked down at her, loving and tender, but desire burning in his brilliant blue eyes. The blush in his cheeks, the mussed up hair, the soft swell of his lips - accentuated by their kissing – made Marian's heart race. She took a deep breath, wriggled her hips so that Robin's groin was most definitely pressed into her own.

Marian smiled at him.

'Marian, we shouldn't,' he tried again, 'you are a maid . . .'

'Yes,' Marian smiled, amused at his almost pained expression as he fought his body's every instinct. 'I was hoping you were going to do something about that.' Marian giggled as Robin looked lost for words, possibly for the first time ever.

Robin looked her in the eyes, searching her face. 'Really?'

Marian let out an exasperated cry, then laughed. 'Robin of Locksley, I have waited for you for years, you come back and run off almost straight away to that blasted forest. Now I finally have you, in my bed . . . ready for me! What more do I have to do? For God's sake,' Marian sighed as she searched for the right word, then giving up she pressed lips to his again, his long stubble delicious on her skin. 'Shag me, Robin,' Marian panted as she broke off from their kiss.

Robin stared at her for a moment, threw his head back and laughed, before pulling his shirt off kissing Marian again.

After all when a lady made a request, it would be rude not to oblige her.