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Prompt: Robin finds his student Regina in a strip club. Throw in a plot twist.
Stripped.
He scanned the room quickly, looking for anything that was remotely entertaining, but of course that was a no. Because he was sitting in a fucking strip club. How he got there, he couldn't remember.
One thing did catch his attention though, his eyes came to a stop at the bar, where a brunnette stood with her back to him. But her laugh, that sound was like music to his ears and he was almost certain he'd heard it before.
His eyes trailed over her body against his better judgement and noticed the skimpy outfit she was wearing, she may as well have been naked. Her skin was tanned and completely flawless and her hair, was just beautiful. For lack of any other word, He wanted to run his hands through it as it cascaded down her shoulders and ended at her lower back.
He observed her carefully, the way she threw her head back as she let out another melodic laugh, but when she turned away from the bar and began to walk in the opposite direction he felt his heart plummet, he tasted the bile as it rose up his throat.
Regina Mills. The Regina Mills, the 17 year old he taught English too every Monday and Thursday 4th period. His heart was beating wildly in his chest, why was she here? Who would ever willingly hire a 17 year old to strip and god knows what else.
He rose from his seat slowly and walked towards the bar.
"Hey. Would it be possible if I could speak to the brunnette that was here moments ago?" He tried not to sound skeevy, but he was in a rush. He couldn't loose her.
"Oh sure you can." The girl gave him a wink before hopping over the bar, taking his hand and dragging him down a corridor after the girl, her black hair swished as she walked, the bright red streaks in her hair glowing brightly under the lights.
"Gina!" She shouted gaining the girls attention, the trio came to a halt in the middle of a dimly lit hallway.
"This guy." She said patting him on the chest. "Said he wants to talk" she used her fingers to air quote "talk" and Robin sighed in defeat.
The teen looked at him and her eyes widened slightly, but she quickly threw up her mask and took a few moments to look him up and down. Her first thought was to gasp or run, as fast as her legs would take her. It was a small town but she'd never ran into somebody she knew before and inside she was a nervous wreck.
"Hm sure I'll take him." Her voice was deep and husky, she stared at him intently before offering him a small sultry smile. Robin was uncomfortable to say the least because he didn't know what she was thinking or rather what she was thinking he was thinking.
"Oooo you're lucky, Gina here is one of the hardest to get. Enjoy." The girl said flicking her hair dramatically before strutting off.
The teen took his hand, dragged him into a room and locked the door behind them.
"I didn't think you'd be one to hang around in places like this." Regina said, giving him a good view of her ass as she walked slowly into the room, her hips swinging from side to side.
"I didn't think that a smart teenager like yourself would work in a place like this." Robin countered, taking a seat on the chaise that was situated in the middle of the room.
"Well I suppose we have a lot to learn about each other." She let out a small laugh, mainly to help herself. Because she didn't want to talk about this, not with him. Not with anyone.
"Regina why?" Robin asked softly, patting the space beside him and silently begging her to take a seat. She did, after handing him a glass full of amber liquid that matched the one in her hands.
"Why what?" She asked playing dumb and taking a sip of her drink.
"You know what I'm talking about" he said firmly, taking the glass from her hands against her protest and moving it away from her reach.
"You're 17." He said obviously.
"You're not my dad." She squinted her eyes at him before leaning over his lap slightly to grab the glass back, Robin froze in place, he would've put up more of a fight for the whiskey but he wouldn't touch her, not willingly.
"Right and does your dad know you work here?"
"My dad is dead" she deadpanned taking another lengthy sip of her drink before twirling her hair playfully.
"I'm sorry." She was a good actress, he'd give her that. But he knew she was hurt, he could see it in her dark brown orbs.
"It's okay. You can just make it up to me." That deep tone was back and she settled herself back into his lap, his hands shot up careful not to touch any part of her. That was wrong and illegal. Yes most certainly illegal. But she had no qualms about putting her hands on him and rocking her hips against his slowly.
"No. Regina stop, this is wrong." Robin squirmed beneath her trying to get her off him without physically touching her but it was a lost cause, her legs where tightly clenched over his and her arms leant against the back of the chaise to keep herself up right.
"Robin you're 23. Besides we haven't done anything." Her face was the very picture of innocence "yet." Then her eyes sparkled with amusement.
"And we WON'T be doing anything." Putting emphasis on the won't, Robin was starting to feel anxious and very very worried.
"Does your mother know you work here?" She seemed to recoil from him at that question, taking her own seat back and crossing her legs with a roll of her eyes.
"Tell me Mr. lockesly, who do you think got me this job?"
"Your mother got you a job here?!" That was wrong on so many levels.
"Well my mother always taught me that my body was the best way to get what I wanted and my stepfather owns this place so naturally." Her voice trailed off, leaving him to figure out the rest.
"What mother could ever want their child to have a job here?! It's barbaric!"
"It is what it is, calm down." She rubbed her hands over his shoulders softly.
"Regina." He started, he turned in his spot to look Into her eyes "have you ever, y'know." For gods sake Robin just say it!
"Had sex with the customers?" She finished his question with a giggle.
"If I want too. Yes." Her hands played with his collar as she spoke slowly, he shivered slightly when he felt her breath on his neck.
"That's wrong Regina, they're grown men and you're a minor. They're taking advantage of you." Robin said sincerely.
"No they're not. I take them back here, I get them drunk and I have sex with them, by choice." She stated matter of factly.
"It's Rape." Robin growled.
"You can't Rape the willing." She said simply leaning closer towards him.
"You're a very attractive man. Even more so when you're angry." She whispered placing an open mouthed kiss on the side of his neck. One that made him whimper quietly, the teen pulled back with a smirk.
"That's wrong." He mumbled shifting slightly away from her.
"Don't tell me that the only reason you asked for me was to talk."
"That's what I said." He threw his hands up in the air, Relieved that finally somebody was listening.
"Okay fine. Let's talk."
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"When was the last time you had sex?" Her voice was husky and her pupils dilated, they'd had a lot to drink.
"C'mon Regina that's innapropriate." The adult whined.
"Hm. Are you scared to talk about sex Mr. Lockesly?" The teen taunted, leaning her head in the crook of his neck with a giggle.
"You're my student." He knocked back the rest of the liquid in his glass and had no problems refilling it whatsoever.
"Not tonight. Tonight I'm whatever you want me to be." Regina couldn't think of a time where she'd ever wanted somebody so bad.
"Let me rephrase my question" she drawled, making herself comfy in his lap, this time he didn't protest. He didn't have it in him. "When was the last time" she placed feather light kisses on his neck and over his collarbone. "You had a mindblowing orgasm." She moaned quietly as she rocked against the hardening situation in his pants.
Robin was shocked to say the least, he was speechless. Mainly because she had her hands all over him and god! The things that were coming out of her mouth, they where beautiful, but most of all completely innapropriate for her age.
"The kind that makes you shake." She whispered before biting his ear softly.
"The kind that makes you want to scream." He couldn't concentrate, his head was spinning and his lower waist was very aware of the stimulation it was getting.
"Stop." He growled, his hands gripping the chaise so tightly his knuckles turned white.
"Tell me." She insisted, tugging the hair at the back of his neck as she ground against him with more force. "I want to know."
He wanted to say something, anything but all he could manage was her name and that seemed to please her.
"Hearing you say my name like that makes me very happy Robin, but I'd much rather prefer you say it while you have this." She tapped the bulge in his pants. "Inbetween my legs."
And god did she want it.
"Regina. Please stop." Robin whimpered.
"I think we need to level the playing field a bit don't you?" He closed his eyes whilst she unbuttoned his shirt at an agonizingly slow pace, her eyes widened when she saw just how toned he was, she wasted no time In pulling the shirt off him harshly and running her hands up and down his torso.
"If you're this impressive now, I can't wait to see how impressive you are with your pants off." She continued to bait him as she slid off his lap and situated herself between his legs, pulling down the zipper and tugging at his pants leg, he was putty in her hands. He couldn't move, he couldn't speak. He could only watch.
He kicked his pants and boxers off per her request and heard her sigh contently.
"My next question." She stood infront of
him whilst she spoke. She was just like a Queen, demanding attention wether you wanted to give it or not. "Would you like to help me get out of these?" She pointed to the scraps of lace covering the most intimate parts of her.
He didn't answer. He couldn't, it was like he was under a spell.
She sensed his inner turmoil and grabbed his hand, lying it on the zipper of her "shirt" just underneath her breast and he pulled it down.
The other went to the waistband of her "shorts" and he seemed to take direction pretty easily because soon they were both naked and she wasted no time in reclaiming her place on his lap, the feeling a lot more intense now they where skin to skin.
"C'mon Robin. I want this. Show me what you can do." All of a sudden he seemed to break from his trance, grabbing her lower back he flipped them over so he lay above her.
"I like a man that can take control." He slammed his lips to hers and invaded her mouth with his tongue, her hands shot up to grab onto his shoulders as he situated himself between her legs, rubbing himself teasingly against her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and he knew she was ready, he slid into her in one fluid motion, making her break the kiss so she could look into his eyes.
"God Robin." Regina's breath whoosed out against his face.
"You feel amazing." She kept eye contact with him the whole time she spoke, her eyes practically sparkled with lust.
"Don't hold back." She told him, moving her hips up to create some friction.
She was ready, Robin could feel it. So he started moving slowly, taking his time to watch her shiver.
He thrusted again with more force and the erotic sounds that spilled from her mouth made him wonder why he hadn't done this sooner.
Because she's your student. A voice whispered in the back of his head, but he didn't care, all his attention was focused on the stunning brunnette writhing beneath him, her face screwed up In pleasure.
She grasped his neck tightly and brought his mouth down onto hers, forcing her tongue into his mouth, it was heat, pure heat and passion and Robin had never once enjoyed sex as much as he was with her.
He felt like he'd died and gone to heaven, this was so wrong. But also very right. Which is why he completely saw his ass when someone began to knock loudly on the door, he pulled his mouth away from hers and sighed.
He grit his teeth and cursed under his breath, silently hoping whoever it was would go away. But the longer the knocking continued the more blurry his vision became and he found himself wondering what the feck was happening.
In a second flat he saw nothing but black and then brown. The surface under his head was hard and it smelled familiar, he lifted his head slowly and cracked his eyes open, his desk. His classroom.
He was at SCHOOL. Where he taught and he'd just had a sex dream about his student, he was embarressed but more than that he was extremely turned on. His cheek also felt a little wet, he waved it of as some drool and swiped at his cheek.
After a few seconds he caught two firm knocks on his door and shouted in response.
"Come in." He rubbed his eyes and straightened his tie swiftly before the door opened and revealed the very girl he'd been dreaming about.
"Hi Mr lockesly." The brunnette said quietly, bowing her head as she bit at her bottom lip. That one action alone was enough to make heat rush through his entire body.
"I just came to return this." She approached his desk slowly and held out the book she'd been carrying.
He cleared his throat and tried to think of a reply, anything.
"Did you enjoy it?" Good robin. Keep talking.
"I did! I couldn't stop reading it." Regina commented, taking a step back when he grabbed the book.
"Well. We shouldn't have a problem finding another for you." He said calmly, placing the book in his too desk drawer.
"That would be great." Unbeknown to her but very visible to Robin she was twirling with the end of her hair just like she did in his dream. He couldn't help but think it had to be a sick joke planned just to make him squirm. His body was overly alert of everything that was happening around him.
"Ok. How about you come back after 5th period and we can look through my collection." Robin said with a half smile, his hand was tapping at his wooden desk softly:
"That would be great. Thank you Mr. lockesly." Regina walked slowly to the door, just as she was about to leave she turned back around.
"Oh and you have some ink on your face." She pointed out with a giggle before leaving as fast as she could.