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Ok! Now for the next chapter. I really must apologise for any mistakes this time. I'm in the middle of moving to a new place, I have no wifi, my computer is new so I don't have a good editor yet. This was revised on Wordpad, where spellcheck is not a thing.

So please forgive any slips.

Much love,

Nat'

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Regina was the powerful woman she was for a reason.

People could call her many, many things – 'Evil' far from being the worst of it – but 'stupid' was not one of them.

Of course she liked Robin Hood. A lot. Yes, he was kind and fair and, even if he was a thief, his place at the hero podium was guaranteed. Fair, true and honorable, he was the definition of good.

But Regina just loved seeing that fire in his eyes, the way his jaw would set and his brows would knit together when he was frustrated. She loved how he would walk with determination, how he would sometimes forget all his decorum and just speak his mind on the council meetings and how he would undress her with his eyes when no one was looking.

So she didn't make that extra effort for their nightly meetings to happen.

And yes, she did miss him. Very much. She had to take deep breaths and cold baths to abate the memory of him, him, with her, God, so close, all over. She would bite on the inside of her cheek and think of all the types of potion ingredients she knew to cool herself down again.

But she would stretch that moment for a little while longer, just so she could watch him squirm, and because she just knew that when she admitted him into her bedroom again, oh, it would be glorious.

It was very difficult to climb down from him in the carriage. If that stupid cricket wasn't outside, along with her guard, she would have caved and let him do whatever to her, right there.

But, they were not alone as they wished they were, so climb down from him she did. Forcing herself to not be phased by all the parts of him pressed against her, that heavy hand on her ass, kneading her skin into a few purple bruises, she was sure, and climbed down from him, returning to her seat and proceeding to torture him with the curve of her neck, the lines of her cleavage and the occasional heated look.

When they crossed the first gate back home, she looked at him and found his eyes measuring her up.

"You're not going to sleep tonight, milady", he said, voice deep and low, and shivers ran up and down her spine.

Regina bit her lower lip, trying not to smile, and looked out the window.

"Such promises…"

The guard opened the door, Robin got out and she took the hand he offered to help her out, and she pretended to not feel the tiny squeeze he gave her fingers.

She could not help but smile when little Roland let go of Snow's hand and ran to his father, being picked up when he reached him.

"Regina!" came a very pregnant, smiling Snow White towards her. "How was it?"

She started to give the princess a fast version of the meeting with King Midas, and caught Robin's eyes across the driveway and the "Don't you dare" that was plainly written on his face.

He had to put Roland to bed, so she had a few minutes to explain the general lines to Snow and set up a meeting for tomorrow or something.

Regina was walking the hallway to her bed chambers, actually acknowledging for the first time that day that she was tired, physically tired, a stubborn knot between her shoulders.

Closing the door behind her, she moved her hand to light the candles, so she could see what she was doing, but the familiar pressure of Robin's body against her back stopped her, his hand catching hers and sneaking it around her own belly, securing her against his chest, and the goosebumps flared up all over her.

"How did you get in here?" she asked, thrusting her hip back towards him.

"Please, love, don't underestimate me", he said, turning her around and raising the skirt of her dress up.

"I thought you would have to spend some time with Roland, he seemed excited to see you," Regina argued, watching him bend his knees and open his mouth on her cleavage, biting some of the fabric down from her chest.

"Well, seeing that it's three hours past his bedtime, hardly. He fell asleep on the way to his room. Now," he stood back up to his full height, slightly towering over her and gathering fabric in his hands. "Where was I?"

She gasped loudly when he ripped her dress apart, tearing fabric away from her, picking her crown from her head and setting it carelessly on her vanity.

Truth be told, Regina hadn't realized just how much her body had felt his absence. Of course, the lack of him was ever making itself known, and her body would hum with anticipation and desire, stretching the hours into impossibly long days.

But it was only here, with his hands destroying one of her dresses, his mouth quick to cover newly exposed skin, his voice making her shiver, that she could measure just how much she missed him.

Robin finished with her dress and picked her up by her waist, his left hand lifting her knee to his hip, but not locking her leg around it. She did the same thing with her other knee, holding herself up on his shoulders while he sat on the couch, resuming the same position from the carriage.

"You feel fantastic on top of me, love," he breathed, his mouth busy on her chest and neck, hands still working to undo the laces of her corset.

(She could help him with magic, but his haste made her feel wonderful, so she let him fumble and tear.)

Regina had just caught his mouth on hers again, reveling on the taste of his lips and tongue, when a flash of green light shone through her closed eyelids.

Her hands on his face, his own descending from her back to her hips, they stopped and looked towards her balcony.

Sure enough, there was a dissipating cloud of green mist a few miles out of the castle, their newest enemy flying in a straight line towards them.

They looked at each other, Robin sighed, closing his eyes and resting his head against the chair.

"Bloody hell."

Moving her hand, Regina put her dress back together and on herself.

"Go to Roland. See that everyone is safe. I'll deal with her."

She stood up from him and he followed.

"If you need me-", he said, one of his hands on her face.

"I won't."

"Regina, if you need me I'll-", he started, insisting, but she interrupted with a soft touch of her lips to his.

"I'll send for you if I do. Now go."

He placed a kiss of his own and took a step back. When he nodded, Regina sent him to Roland's door in a cloud of smoke and turned around to deal with greenie.

Turns out she was just bored and came to throw some threat or other, maybe bargain a deal for Snow White's child, which was responded with a blast of electricity on her face.

After maybe 20 minutes, angry and somewhat wounded, Zelena left. Snow was shaken and agitated, a thousand plots and plans tumbling out of her, her hand clutching Regina's tightly.

She wanted to be annoyed that the Princess was clinging to her, but there was a feeling somewhere inside her heart that made her fingers close around her (former?) stepdaughter's hand too.

"Listen, you need to calm down. She's gone-", she started.

"But she can come back! We have to prepare, we have to call-"

"Snow, listen to me!" She shouted, effectively shutting her up. "She's not coming back tonight. We'll reinforce the protection spells. We're all safe tonight, I promise you."

Her tone was stern, and Snow White held her eyes, drinking her words up. After a shaking breath, she nodded, but didn't let go of her hand.

Robin walked in then, looking at all of them.

"What has happened?"

"Thankfully, nothing", replied Charming. "She just came to rattle us."

Still holding Snow's hand, Regina turned to him.

"I'd like you to accompany me, if you can. I have to talk to Blue and I could use your help with the Guard."

"Of course, Your Majesty."

Turning to the Princess again, Regina reassured her once more.

"Go to sleep. I'll fix this. She is not taking your baby."

Snow White blinked, nodded and took a settling breath.

"I trust you."

With a short smile, Regina motioned for Charming to take his wife back to their bed chambers, Snow's vote of confidence warming her heart.

Turning around, she walked out, Robin walking beside her.

They made a fast deal of their pressing business. Quickly deciding with the Blue Fairy the most effective way to reinforce the protection spells and their radius, she went to work. Robin climbed up to the towers to alert the Black Guard about Zelena's possible attacks and to place new defense plans into effectiveness.

By the time she walked back into her room, she was tired, her hands tingling with residual magic, and she felt somewhat woozy. Robin was waiting for her and turned around when she walked in.

"Regina", he walked to her.

"Hey," she touched his chest when he got close enough.

"I can see the shield", he informed her. Looking out the balcony, she saw the strong purple shield shimmering around the castle and the immediate village.

"Yes, well. Not even that cyclone that stranded her once will be able to come through that."

"You must be exhausted", he touched her face. "Are you alright, love? You look pale."

He called her "love" sometimes. Nobody had, ever before.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. How's Roland?"

"Sleeping, he didn't wake up. Come here."

This time, when he helped her out of her dress, it was with no urgency and she felt smaller without all the garments and jewels, his arms big around her.

He had to go to his son, make sure no threat came to him, but he lingered with her.

"I told you, I'm fine", she said, almost asleep, heavy covers on top of her, soft pillows under her head. "Just tired. You can go."

"I don't like the color of your face. You're too pale."

"I just need rest. It was too much magic."

He still held her for a few minutes, before she pushed him away and insisted he went to his boy.

"I'll be back to check on you."

"There's no need."

He touched his lips to hers in what was supposed to be a 'see you later' kiss, but reminded both of them of the moment they were robbed of before.

Sighing, she opened her mouth to his and felt a pulse of magic run through her, her emotions for him fueling her power.

He angled himself so that he was half on top of her, his mouth eager, his hands caressing the skin over the silk robe he had made sure was wrapped around her.

Robin fished one of her hands from his chest and pinned it on the mattress beside her head, settling fully on top of her, now. She loved the feel of him over her body, but there was a small boy that might be needing him.

"Robin, you need to go to Rolan-"

"He's fine", he breathed, turning his head to kiss below her ear and moving the heavy cover off her. "I'm more worried about you in the moment."

Regina kicked the covers in order to pull him on top of her without anything between them.

"I'm very, very good" she said in a low voice, because she knew he liked it.

"Hmm, yeah?" Robin held himself up with one arm, the other pulling the shirt off his back and Regina smiled and nodded, biting her lip.

When he came back, she ran her hands on the expanse of his back, his skin warm under her fingers, his muscles shifting as he moved. Breaking their hungry, hungry kiss, he lifted his head and inspected her face, a side smile forming.

"You do seem to have some color back on your cheeks."

She couldn't think of anything to say, she just wanted him to kiss her again and resume taking their clothes off, so she just looked at him.

"Is that all because of me?", he asked on that deep voice she learned to adore, the one he used only with her, when she was helpless under him or on top of him or against him, hostage to his charm.

Anyone that have ever met Queen Regina of the Enchanted Forest knew that she was not a woman that easily complied to the will of others. To talk down to her would be, for anyone, a big mistake.

Robin Hood either willingly ignored this common knowledge or was entirely clueless when it came to it. Every chance he had, he would try and pry words out of her that proved that he was in control.

"Is that why you feel so warm, my Queen?" he ducked his head to hers again and took her lower lip between his teeth, nibbling on it slightly. "Because of me?"

She nodded, and his other hand secured her free one on the other side of her head. His head ducked to her chin, her neck and lower, moving the fabric of her robe out of his way.

Her hands closed and opened around nothing, her wrists firmly held down by his fingers, and she wished he would release them so she could touch him, but she also knew that he enjoyed her like this, under his power.

And she enjoyed it, too. So much. Even when he was limiting her movements, she felt safe and wanted and (dared she say it?) loved.

"Why was I apart from you these two weeks, hmm?" Regina closed her eyes and listened to him speak. "I'm about to lose my mind."

She bit her lip to contain her smile.

"I didn't realize you missed me this much."

"So much", he got up to his knees and sat on his own ankles, and the vision of his bare chest had her lifting her legs to keep him close. "That I'm being very selfish, now, and not letting you rest." His hand reached for the sash that kept her robe fitted around her and started working on the knot.

"But I feel better", opening her arms and hiding her hands under her pillow, Regina arched her back towards him and, her eyes closed, felt his big hand land on her stomach, his palm on her belly button, rising up until his fingers grazed a covered breast and she gasped, the absence of his touch obvious now that he was here. But further his hand rose, until his fingers closed around her neck and his thumb pulled on her lower lip.

Next, he was back on top of her, his hand never pressing more than a soft caress on her throat. His left hand, though, was freeing her arm from one robe sleeve. She lifted one leg to better accommodate him and oh.

Yes, she missed him very much.

Robin had her half naked when his mouth landed on hers again, along with a throaty moan that told her he was enjoying the feel of her.

She was completely naked - and helping him get that way, too - and his kisses were more urgent than lazy caresses when there was a shy knock on her door.

"Oh, fuck, come on, you have got to be kidding me", Robin said through gritted teeth, and Regina shared the sentiment. "Who could possibly be at this hour?"

"I don't know", she said, thinking about ignoring it. Her fingertips moved on his skin, pondering, and he seemed to have decided that yes, they were going to pretend nobody heard the knock when, once again, that small sound.

Turning her head to the right, Regina waved her hand and the vanity mirror showed who was outside.

A very small, very cute, very sleepy looking Roland.

"Oh, God", Robin whined, resting his head on her shoulder. "Why is this happening?"

"He must miss you", she said, chuckling because this was getting ridiculous. "Go, I'll open the door. Here, put your shirt back on."

Sighing, he took the garment and put it on.

"Try not to use your magic, love", he said when his shirt was back on, now looking for his shoes. "Save your strength."

He didn't look at her, but she smiled at him, touched that he cared about that, that he felt the need to tell her to not exert herself.

Her robe once again secure around her, she got up and looked at him. Nodding, he rolled his eyes, annoyed by the newest interruption, even if it was from his son.

Regina walked to the door and opened it. "Roland!" She pretended to be surprised. "Sweetheart, what are you doing here?"

His big black eyes looked up at her and God, this boy is cute.

"I can't find papa."

"Oh, he's patrolling the towers", she said and waved her hand towards his general direction, sending him just outside her door. He landed right in front of her, Roland's back to him, and gave her a stern look.

I said no magic.

Focusing her eyes back on Roland, Regina moved out of the way "Come in. You can wait for him here."

"Thank you!" The boy said, always eager to spend time with her, and trotted inside, throwing himself on her bed with no grace at all, his little legs flying up when he landed face first on her pillows. Regina gave Robin one last look and closed the door on him, and he knew to wait a few minutes before coming back in.

When he did knock, Regina told him to enter and he opened the door, bowing to her in a way that any adult would see was exaggerated, but to Roland, it was just a bow.

His Queen and his son were both tucked in her big bed, the covers going up to Roland's nose, his head all cozy on the fluffy pillows.

"Your Majesty", Robin said in his bow, pretending not to see his son.

"Robin Hood", Regina answered.

"I do believe you have something of mine", he said, standing back up. Roland dug himself deeper in the bed, his head ducking behind Regina.

"Do I? I'm not sure. What does it look like?"

"Oh, you know. It's a small boy. Black hair, green eyes-"

"Papa!" Roland resurfaced, smiling at his dad. "I have black eyes!"

"Oh, there you are!"

"Papa, I don't have green eyes! I have black eyes!" The boy said, bugging out his eyes.

"Oh, yes, that's right", Robin said and Regina wanted to kiss him. That proud fatherly smile so sexy and endearing at the same time. "Sorry, son."

Roland turned his head and inspected Regina's face.

"You have black eyes, too!" He said.

"Yes, I do."

"We're the same!"

Regina's heart clenched and Henry's face appeared behind her eyes, that big smile he always had for her when he was Roland's age.

"Alright, let's go, son. Her Majesty needs to rest. She worked very hard today." Robin approached the bed and opened his arms for his son. "Say goodnight, now."

Standing up on the big bed, Roland turned to her and offered the sweetest bow.

"Good night, Queen Regina."

Smiling, she suppressed the urge to hug him to her.

"Good night, Roland."

The boy accepted to be picked up by his dad and waved to her when Robin turned around to leave. Regina waved back and sighed when they reached the door.

Right before Robin closed it after him and his son, he turned back around and mouthed "I'll come back" to her, followed by a wink.

And he kept his promise. After the time it took to his boy to fall asleep, she felt him running his lips on her cheek, his weight settling gently against her. When she turned towards him with a sleepy "hmm", he kissed over her ear.

"Sleep. You need to rest."

It wasn't a hard decision. She did feel exhausted.

"I want you here", she said, turning towards his warmth. "Stay with me."

Regina didn't feel his momentary hesitation. It lasted just a second, though.

"As you wish."

Robin settled behind her, one of his arms holding her to him by her waist and the other sneaking under her head.

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Regina woke up with the movement of his breathing. She had moved during her sleep and was now resting her head on his chest, her left leg intertwined with his, her arm thrown over his torso and her fingers laying on the mattress.

She brought her hand to his chest and caressed his skin. Lifting her head, she saw him fast asleep. Not wishing to wake him up, she slowly peeled the arm he had on her back off her and got up, tip toewing across the way to get dressed. The sun was rising, and they both had work to do.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she closed her eyes and felt the familiar pulses of magic running through her. After breakfast, she would be good as new.

Her dress on, her makeup done and her hair ready to be pinned and styled, she heard him groaning. Looking over, she smiled at the sight of him turning on his belly and placing a pillow over his head.

"Regina", he called, voice muffled by the pillow. "Come back here."

"Good morning to you, too", she said, getting up from her chair.

"I'll show you a good morning". Removing the pillow, he extended his arm to her. "Come back."

Still smiling, she took his hand, but resisted when he pulled her, instead pulling on him herself.

"Come on, get up. We have to go."

He sighed dramatically and gave up on getting her to lie with him. Sitting up, he looked at her and his sleep addled face made her heart melt.

Regina found herself wishing to wake up next to him everyday.

Rubbing a hand on his face, he got up to his knees. She did went willingly when he pulled her this time, enveloping her in a hug that made her wish they didn't have to go out and start the day.

He smelled of her pillows and his skin was warm, but that wild scent was still there, trees and grass and dew.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked, hand running up her back over the fabric of her dress.

"Much."

She looked at the balcony window. The sun was barely up, it's first rays still reaching behind the mountain before it touched the houses of her subjects and the castle.

They had time.

Lifting her head from his shoulder, she looked in his eyes. After inspecting her lips for a second, he looked back into hers and presented her with that side smile. And they call her evil.

Robin was leaning towards her, one of his hands going from her back to her hip, the other raising to her neck to pull her face to his when, yet once again, someone knocked on her door.

"Oh, I just knew it", he chuckled this time. "I swear I thought 'someone is going to get in my way'."

She laughed quietly and touched his face, giving him a soft kiss.

"You better find some time for me, Your Majesty", he said with a sensual peck on her lips, one that lingered slightly, and moved to put his shirt back on. "Don't use your magic. I'll climb down the balcony."

"Someone could see you."

He shrugged.

"I'll just shoot them."

With a wink, he turned around and swiftly climbed down her balcony, leaving her to open the door to her visitor (her chamber maid, to help with her hair)

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What do you want next? Next chapter for "Frustrated" or "Selfish"? Or something entirely new? I have all of those.