I'm so sorry this takes so long! I'd been working on it since my finals were over. I'd written more words in this chapter ,hope you enjoy it! The story is going to end soon. Maybe one or two chapters more. This chapter contains smut content, skip it if you don't want to read it. It's my first smut story lol, forgive me if it sucks...
She couldn't sleep. Her eyes were closed, but she couldn't sleep. One of the most important rules of going undercover – never really fall asleep under an unknown situation. Well, she did fallen asleep on their flight to Canada. But back then she was only with her partner. And now, she was sleeping in the same bed with him, in a house of a man who was well-known of dirty criminal secrets.
Regina turned to face the man lying next to her, he was facing her too. She could therefore watch his face in close. Although his eyes were closed, Regina could recall his blue eyes inside her mind. His breath was calm, she could feel every of his even and warm breath. They were still close, although there were towels and pillow between them.
She tried to recall his smile, the one he always carried on his face. Wrinkles on the skin around his eyes. Dimples. He seemed nice when he was smiling like that. But at the same time, Regina didn't find him professional when he did that. In other words, Regina Mills didn't think he was a professional agent, like at all.
She just hoped they would complete their mission. They had to find a chance to sneak into Leopold Blanchard's study, most importantly, without being caught by him and his guards.
Switched the position her head was placed, she lowered her eyes and stared at the blankets.
"What're you thinking?"
He hasn't slept yet, she rolled her eyes silently. Was that her illusion? She felt the vibration of his vocal cords vibrating when he talked.
"Why are you still awake?" She responded by asking him question. "That's the same question I'm asking you. You should get some sleep, take a rest."
She wanted to sleep. God knew how much she wanted that. "Do you need me to sing you a lullaby?" Regina rolled her eyes at his words, how old is he? And how old does he think I am?
"Okay, maybe not that, but I'm serious, do you have any sleeping habits?" "Like, no talking during sleeping?" She answered sharply. Thank God he shuts his mouth up, finally, she sighed.
Maybe after a few minutes later, Regina couldn't say how long, but she was still awake, Robin started talking again.
"Love, you really should get some sleep." Frowning at the word he used - 'love', Regina remained silent for a few seconds, and eventually she replied him.
"Maybe I'd had fallen asleep if you weren't keeping talking." "Oh, but you haven't. I can feel that."
"What?" "I can feel if you'd fallen asleep, and I'd stop talking." "Okay," She took a deep breath; this man was literally testing her patience, "that's nonsense! Why… why am I still arguing with you?"
Regina let out a sigh. Robin Locksley was an extremely annoying man.
The next time she opened her eyes was because of the warmth she felt on her skin, the slight and warm breath in her ear, and the scent. Regina looked up, her head nearly hit on Robin's chin. He's still sleeping. One of his arms was under the crook of her neck. The pillow was still there, and bodies didn't really touch; only their heads were against each other.
She sat up after a few seconds.
That's what he saw when he first opened his eyes that morning. His vision was still fuzzy because of sleep. He saw her sitting on the bed, disheveled, and the robe she had been wearing was now loosened. Parts of her shoulder and collar bone were exposed to the air. He didn't dare to move for a bit, worried that it would destroy this beautiful scene. She stood on the floor with bare feet and walked to the washroom.
Robin turned to look at the place she was lying. He could still feel the warmth of her neck against his arm.
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"Good morning. Did you sleep well?" Blanchard greeted them when they went down to the dining hall.
"Yes, we did. Thank you again." Robin's right hand was on Regina's waist.
"Great! Please take a seat, enjoy the breakfast."
During the breakfast, Blanchard offered to show them around, Robin and Regina had no choice but to agree. They first went to the swimming pool side. They chatted with glasses of Champaign in hands. "You can come here and enjoy your time here, if you want." He told them.
When Leopold led the way to leave there, Robin turned to Regina and said with a real grin on his face, "Love, Mr. Blanchard's idea is great. We really should try that!" It only got him a glance of despising from her. "Dream on." She lowered her voice as sipping the Champaign.
Leopold continued to show them other parts of the house. Regina couldn't believe she literally spent a whole day on this kind of activity. Yet the owner said he hadn't got enough time to show them every part of it to them.
She was relieved when she finally lay on the bed. She was not feeling well since she was taking a shower. Closed her eyes, Regina's mind flowed to the last sentence Leopold told them, "I hope the problem between you two would be solved."
What problem? They didn't have the chance to even respond to that as he left quickly. Was that because their pretending skills were so lame? Regina took a breath through her nose slowly, she felt really dizzy.
They had Champaign all day long, and when they're having dinner, Regina had more wine.
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When Robin got out of the bathroom, Regina was still lying in the same spot. He went to kneel by the bedside and put his hand on her arm. "You alright? Your face is all red." Regina opened her eyes and looked into his.
"I don't know. I am dizzy." And hot, she sighed.
He helped her to lay on the bed with a better position. He lay down with his upper back against the bed board so that he could place her head on his chest. Robin could feel her high body temperature by that.
"Are you sick? Fever?"
Regina shook her head. She could feel a heat flow inside her body, inside her belly. "It's hot here. Can't you feel it?" "Hot? Not really. I think you're sick."
She sighed, "I'm not sick! You idiot!" She was impressed by herself that she could still manage to roll her eyes and call him 'idiot' now.
Robin raised his eyebrows and think for a moment, "Are you drunk?"
"Maybe? I don't know. Maybe I am…"
Regina's hands went to the girdle of her robe and pulled it.
"W-what are you doing?" "I feel hot."
"Ugh… okay. Then maybe you cover the blanket?"
"Oh, shut up, what's the point if I take off the robe and then cover the blanket?" She snapped back, although her voice was not as mean as usual.
If he wasn't sure whether she was drunk or not before, he was now.
She was lying next to him only in her matching pair of bra and panties, it made Robin take a deep breath uncomfortably. Their bodies weren't touching, but he knew how much he was affected by her. He decided to be alone inside the bathroom.
Her hands grabbed his robe's girdle and wanted to pull it before he left the bed. He put his hands on hers, "No, don't start something cannot be stopped."
Regina pulled back her hands and smiled to him, "Maybe I don't want to stop it. What about you?"
"No…" Her hand went under his robe and touched his boxer. She could fell his half hard member under it. "I think your body says different."
Robin took a breath slowly and then replied her, "You are wicked…" "No. I'm evil." She told him in a serious tone, but it bothered neither of them.
"We shouldn't do this." His voice was deep.
"Why not, husband?"
Husband.
"I hope you wouldn't regret this." He murmured, like a whisper to himself.
She giggled to him, like a child, he'd never heard her do that. He turned to put his palms on the bed sheet to hold her in the same spot.
Before lowering his head to kiss her, Robin stilled there and looked straightly into her eyes, he needs to ask again, he felt like he need to. "Are you sure about this?"
"No," She said, "I'd most probably regret this tomorrow. But who cares? I don't." Hands sliding to her back, he leaned down and planted kisses on her skin. He kissed her lips first, he licked her lips first, then she opened her month for him, he could taste the wine she drank in that remained inside her mouth. They kissed with tongues. And then his tongue went to her palate, this made Regina moaned out.
Regina put her hands on his back, when Robin started planting kisses on her neck, her fingers couldn't help but scratched the soft fabric.
Robin took off the rope when he noticed she started pulling it. He left his head high, exposed his neck, Regina sat up a little bit to kiss his jaw.
He pushed her back on the bed sheet a few seconds later. Her hands were put on his back, and now their skins were against each other's. Robin put his head in the crook of her neck and kissed her throat, which made her moan louder than before. Regina's hands slipped to his boxer. She touched his now hard member through his boxer.
He groaned between kisses. Their lips met again and Robin pulled down one side of her bra, used his palm to massage her breast. They're both breathing heavily.
He started rubbing her nipple with his thumb and forefinger. Her breath became even faster and heavier, her moans became louder. Everything about this woman lying beneath him turned him on. Every sound she produced, every movement of her hands, every part of her body…
Her hand now slipped inside his boxer and held his manhood. She started jerking him, which made him moan out loud.
"Regina…"
"Take it off." She ordered. Regina Mills is bossy, he thought. But he followed that. She sat up and was going to sit between his legs, but before that, he stopped her.
"Lay down, love." He said breathlessly with a husky voice. "And spread your legs."
Regina smiled and held her bottom lip between her lips.
He sat between her legs and put two fingers on both sides of her panties to take it off. She almost moaned as her hot core exposed in the air, in front of this guy. She'd had moaned out if she wasn't biting her lip.
Robin's breathe of caught when he saw her bare sex. He leaned down and put a kiss on her clit and felt her muscle pulled back a little and then the distance between her womanhood and his mouth was closed again. He licked her sex with patience, it was a huge turn on for him – Robin could feel her wetness with his own tongue. He could taste her on the tip of his tongue. He could hear her moans caused by the thing he was doing between her thighs.
Great. He was so hard right now.
He put two of his fingers to her entrance, wetted them with her liquid and then slid them into her. "Hmm…" She moaned out with heavy breaths. Her wall contracted around his fingers. That felt great even they're only his fingers. He wondered how awesome would it be if that was his cock inside her sex instead of his fingers.
He quickened his thrusting a little bit, earned louder and higher-pitched moans and sigh from her.
"Like this?" He looked up at her and asked. She was stunning. Regina nodded as an answer.
He added another finger into her and kept on thrusting. Her wall was so warm and soft around his fingers, it was contracting again.
Robin was going to go faster as to give her an orgasm, but she stopped him. She put her hand on his.
"I don't want to come on your fingers." There were roses on her cheeks. He couldn't find a word to describe how lovely she looked.
Robin climbed up and kissed her lips. His hands went to her breasts and took off her bra. He placed his erection at her wet pussy, used the tip to rob her entrance. They both moaned out loud when he thrust into her.
"Ah…" She let out a sigh and put her arms around his neck, it felt so great. Regina wrapped her legs around his waist and gave him a chance to go deeper and harder. His hips thrust harder and Regina started moaning so loud that it almost was a scream. She really didn't care who walked outside the room would hear her.
He fucked her so hard that her breasts were bounding forth and back, he couldn't resist and lowered his head to suck one of her nipples. "Hmm, Robin…" This was music to Robin's ears. And it made him suck harder and thrust faster, deeper and harder.
"Ah, Regina!" He moaned between licking, kissing and biting her nipples.
"Faster! And harder!" Here was the bossy but also sexy Regina Mills, moaning and screaming, ordering him to fuck her faster and harder.
He went as she told him. Harder. Faster.
And then Robin could feel her wall contracted around his cock. She became even tighter, so fucking warm and wet… Regina screamed as she came on his cock. Robin followed her almost immediately - he came inside her with a loud groan on his lips.
They were both breathing heavily and Robin rolled to his back, lying next to her. She closed her eyes and used a hand to rub her eyelids.
He first used bossy to describe her. Then lovely. And sexy. And now, adorable.
Great.
Robin pulled the blanket to cover both of them, with no towels or pillow separating them this night.
"Good night." He murmured to her ears. She's asleep already.
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- Jackie