For the young huntress, it wasn't just about honing her skills at tracking and stalking in the last rays of a sunset or about being able to be the cause of bringing out her lover's more vulgar type language as she pleasures her the instant they get back to their tent. No for Robin these little games are more for those precious stolen moments she and the woman she loves more than her own life can just be two young women in love chasing each other around in the woods. For a few hours, she's not the namesake daughter of a heroic outlaw with a lion tattooed on his wrist and a literal (former) green-skinned Wicked Witch of a woman who is still considered one of the worse and still feared villain's in Storybrooke.
During these nights of her giving her true love a ten-second head start before charging into the trees after her, she's just a young archer madly in love with her feisty true love. A young woman with eyes the color of the sea and hair like the first rays of morning sunshine and not just a woman forced to live half her life locked away in a high tower now free of said tower only to live with a curse keeping her and her father apart, or for her to be the courageous young woman who has outrun a Bandersnatch and who's seen more worlds than the archer could possibly imagine.
"You caught me." Tilly giggled her blue eyes shining brighter than she had ever seen them since she'd pulled her back from walking out in front of that car. It was certainly the first time she'd seen her in a skirt and a rather form-fitting corset. Maybe she'd been reading Wonderland too often that she was mixing the wardrobe just a bit. "More like you caught me Tower Girl." Margot corrected not knowing why she was saying it, but she wasn't about to care when it produced her favorite beaming smile when her sneaky best friend managed to pin the archer underneath her.
Now if that blasted alarm would just stop blaring in her ears and pulling her from really enjoying the feel of Tilly's lips pressed against her own then everything would be perfect.
Her hand cast around blindly pushing the dream shattering thing as far away as she could but still keeping her Alice as close as possible wanting to keep that surprisingly still there feel of her dream girl's lips pressed against her throat for just a little while longer.
"Oh um…sss sorry." Tilly stammered as if she was just realizing what she was doing and hastily scooted away as soon as she realized Margot was awake. She knew should be feeling awkward at waking up to find her best friend wrapped in a vice-like grip against her side and quite possibly making out with her neck- honestly it felt like she may have even left a mark- but the only feeling Margot was left with was pure longing to make the tender moment last just a few more seconds. It was like she was acting on instinct Margot didn't really knew she had kicked in pulling the retreating blonde back in closer while she quickly dipped her head scraping her teeth along the cords of Tilly's throat in retaliation earning the smallest breath of a groan from the woman in her arms as she soothing the mark with a feather-light brush of her lips before releasing her completely to start hunting around for her glasses with a graveled laugh of "Now we're even."
"Anyone ever tell you you're a really good kisser?" Tilly questioned while her eyes watched Margot's every move as she fumbled for the sketch pad for some reason instead of moving out of the way of dark-haired blonde the still hunting for her glasses.
"Nope, so thanks for being the first." Margot smiled still pushing the weird dream she'd had involving her closest friend other than her mom and aunt to the back of her mind. "You're good at it too." She added not wanting to somehow wound Tilly's ego by not telling her just how nice her lips on her neck had felt so early in the morning.
"We should go check on your Mom and Aunt." Tilly reminded her glancing up quickly to meet her eyes then dropping them back down to the page she was sketching on still pink and flushed with the start of a visible mark on her throat from Margot's teeth. "Yeah." Margot nodded but couldn't will herself to move away from Tilly's flickering gaze as it seemed to ping-pong between meeting her eyes then falling back to the paper she was guarding against her lap.
"Will you be alright if I leave for a few minutes to go check on them?" Margot questioned remembering she still hadn't managed to track down her glasses yet and not for the first time did the young woman consider again about getting contacts. "I'll go with you," Tilly answered suddenly incredibly shy as she reached around her back for something. "But I think you'd want these back before we go." Margot bit back a laugh when she found her 'missing' glasses sitting in her friend's palm. "You are just full of surprises aren't you Tower Girl?"
The smallest flash of recognition sparked deep in Tilly's sea blue eyes at the nickname but just as soon as it appeared it seemed to vanish but not without bringing one of Margot's favorite joking yet challenging smiles to her friend's lips. "Maybe," Tilly commented leaning back in, so they were nose to nose in the makeshift tent of pillows and blankets. "Guess you'll just have to stick around and find out won't you Nobin?"
It took every bit of willpower Margot had not to just grab the front of her rumpled sleep shirt and pull her smug looking best friend into that last little breath of space between them and prove just how good of a kisser she really was. Margot rocked back onto her knees with an overly annoyed groan mostly directed at herself for the crazy reactions she was experiencing this morning. It wasn't like this was her first ever sleepover. Well, the first one that wasn't all hazy and hard to remember.
"Let's just go make sure my bosses are still functional after those shots they had last night," the part-time bar worker suggested pulling Tilly along with her as she crawled out of the warm nest that had once been her bed.
"Come on just drink it please." Margot argued as she made an effort to ignore Tilly's muffled giggles from the direction of the stove while she wrestled yet again with her stubborn half awake and hungover aunt.
"What is it?" Regina questioned trying to stop seeing one glass revolving around another as she reached for the cup being offered to her. "Well, it's not the elixir of life." Was a joking answer but a closer one was a whispered: "It's to help with your head." From her niece yet when she looked up higher on the arm holding the glass out to her she was now eye to arm with an image she wouldn't think she would ever see again. Yes, there were slight differences between the tattoo her Robin had and the one she was looking at now but the sight still brought out a faster rhythm in the beat of her heart all the same as the former Evil Queen slowly dragged herself up to sit on the sofa rather than lay across it as she accepted the glass with a shaking hand.
"But what is it?" Zelena grumbled when a similar glass was pressed into her hand with what Margot noticed was the same lingering gaze on the marker tattoo she'd yet to wash off from the night before. But she'd always wanted a tattoo and Tilly had drawn it so well she wasn't going to just wash it off the first chance she had.
"Pickle juice." Was the joint answer just as both Zelena and Regina knocked back the liquid in the glasses in one gulp and almost spit it back out just as quickly. "It's supposed to help when you've had a bit too much." Tilly explained not meeting Margot's eyes after their echoed answer from before as she handed over the spatula she'd been twirling around her fingers before Margot could ask for it back. "And going by how you both were talking about us last night before we got you settled on the sofa you two really need all the help you can get." Margot continued not even caring if the little love bite Tilly had left on her throat was visible to her sobering relations.
"What are you talking about?" Zelena gasped sharing a straggly nervous glance with Regina as Tilly set a generous helping of eggs and a few slices toast in front of both of them leaving Margot to pass them both large glasses of water as they let them stew over the news longer.
"Why did you call her Robin and me Alice while you were in your cup last night?" Tilly elaborated resting her crossed arm on the counter as she leaned in closer to the dazed bar co-owners. "And don't make up some silly answer we want the truth." Margot added in pushing her glasses higher up her nose and not even caring when Tilly interlocked their hands together as she leaned in to wait for their answer.
"Because those are your real names. Robin Locksley Mills and Alice Jones. And the reason your both so comfortable with things like that." Zelena confessed nodding to Margot and Tilly's joint hands then pointed to the twin bite marks they'd left on the other's throat. "is because you share true love the rarest purest love there is." The mother laid out in one long breath.
"Way to rip off the band-aid sis." Regina sighed wishing her water glass was something a bit stronger.
