Let me take you back to the Enchanted Forest.

This is not an awkward first meeting because this is written for the Outlaw Queen week, day 2.
So the prompt is a bit different, enjoy :)

Prompt: Getting Caught


Her feet echoed in the empty hallway, heels clacking on the black marble floor as she walked back to her bed chambers with fuming anger; dark grey cape collecting all the dust the lousy servants didn't clean up. In the corner of her eye, she saw a couple of guards who just disappeared at the sight of her, scared obviously. It wouldn't be first time she wasted a couple of them just because she was angry at something else.

They had been just through the meeting and not only she had to suffer through her step daughter, the thief, that thief they had just met a couple of days ago decided to be a part of their little Wicked Witch plan and he humiliated her, her; the queen, in front of everyone.

"What I'm doing is saving your ass."

She remembered the words clearly. She remembered how even Snow's face turned to the outlaw in shock as no one on the table expected such words from a thief to a queen. What he did was crossing the line and he was going to pay for it. She just needed to think, needed some time alone to compose herself and to face the crowd again as her head held high.

Turning the corner, she bumped into the last thing she was running from. No, she wasn't running from anything. She was the queen. She bumped into the person whom she was about to destroy.

They managed to stop themselves the last second, both carefully avoiding their bodies from colliding each other as Robin took a moment to appreciate the sight before him; Regina just getting back from the their little meeting, obviously angry. She didn't seem to be that bothered by him in front of everyone but now that she was alone, he could see the anger flaring through her eyes. The thought made him smirk.

And seeing his lips curve into a smile made her angrier.

"What do you think you're doing?" he heard her speak, demanding and pissed off.

"I believe it's called walking." He mocked her question with his infuriating accent.

"I mean, what are you doing humiliating me?" she continued with the same dominant tone in her voice.

The question caught him off guard as he struggled to find words. He knew exactly what she was talking about but wishing to evade the subject, he took a risk and mocked her again. "Since when walking humiliates you? "

His words were cut short with hers. "Don't mock me, thief." She spat out to him, emphasizing the last word like an insult.

"You're giving me a lot of chances to do that lately."

Sighing, she decided she wanted to deal with him later. She was pissed off enough and she knew with the adrenalin rushing through her veins, she wasn't going to be able to come up with an answer to outsmart him. So, being wise, she gave him a smile (not at all intending to come out flirty but it did anyway) and took a step back. She had every intention to leave him hanging and have him say the last word but just as she was about to make a step towards the direction of her bed chambers, she felt him grab her arm gently; much to her surprise.

"Your majesty." He addressed her.

Hmm? So he did respect her after all.

"What?" her answer was harsher than she wanted.

"Are you really ready?"

"For the Wicked Witch?" she scoffed. "Of course we are." She spoke, liking the way how proud her voice came out. "David has his army and I've been-"

"No, I mean." He interrupted. "Are you ready?"

It took a moment for her to realize he was asking a personal question but he continued before she had a chance to respond. "Because I will be by your side no matter what."

She could see the determined look that clouded his blue eyes and she watched his lips and his jaw tighten. Looking back up to his eyes, she was met with those blue orbs once more.

He fell silent, waiting for her to reply but half knowing she wouldn't. She seemed indifferent but also more involved than ever. He didn't seem to recall the queen staring at someone in such a powerful way and for a second he couldn't decide to be flattered or scared.

His looks collided with hers and she cursed herself. She cursed herself for not being able to maintain a decent eye contact with a common thief as his intense gaze pierced right through her. So she lowered her eyes, looking anywhere but his, not recognizing her actions.

Robin knew he wasn't getting a reaction out of her. Disappointed, he accepted and made a move to leave her presence. He had probably taken enough precious time of hers anyway. God knows what she was doing before he rudely interrupted her.

Taking a step back, he was about to turn to leave but felt a hand on his chest, stopping him from parting.

Regina couldn't find words to justify her actions but she acted upon her thoughts anyway. Placing a hand on his chest, she gently tugged at the brown cloth he was wearing and was glad to see him obey and come closer, invading her personal space.

She didn't remember her anger subsiding but she felt that now it was replaced with something far stronger. Lust. For him.

Her hands found their place around his neck as she closed the rest of the space between them with her body and crashed her lips into his.

He didn't need to be told twice. He had been watching those red lips for the past hours, watching how they moved with each and every word so he was ready when they were met with his own; surprised but ready. One of his hands went to her waist to pull her even closer as the other sneaked up to her hair to lose itself in her dark curls. Their kiss wasn't slow or gentle, on the contrary she opened her mouth for him as he pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth and felt her biting his lower lip; probably a small revenge for his actions earlier.

Not wasting a second, he had her back crash against the surface as he trapped her between his own body and the wall. He was glad to find her lean against it and wrap a leg around his waist, her skirt riding up and revealing her upper thigh.

His lips never left hers as he kept on kissing her, nibbling her lower lip and sucking; all the while enjoying her little moans and tugs on his shirt. His other hand left his waist and went up to her hair. Pausing for a moment from their kiss, he took out the pins in her hair and dark curls spread everywhere, making her even more desirable for his own viewing pleasure.

He took a second to appreciate the view as she did nothing to interrupt him. He wanted to see her like this so be it.

It wasn't long before his lips found hers again as he pulled her even closer like that was even possible.

Between their passionate kisses and Robin occasionally lowering his mouth to her neck in order to taste her there and breathe in her intoxicating scent, Regina was lost in the moment, never actually imagining how nice he would feel. Never imagining him like this, ravishing her and savoring it. Well maybe she imagined it once… Or twice.

His one hand went to cup her ass as she moaned in his mouth but their moment was interrupted.

"Regina!"

They both froze and Regina practically jumped away from the outlaw, looking to see their intruder. Obviously disappointed, Robin also turned; fixing the shirt Regina had disheveled a minute earlier.

"What are you doing?" they both heard Snow exclaim, with her husband by her side who also had his mouth hanging open.

Running a hand through her hair, Regina found herself getting angry at Robin for her decomposed appearance and tried her best to make it seem like; yes in fact she did wear her hair down… like she did any other day… except for when she didn't.

"We're uhm…" she started but couldn't find the rest of the words to finish her sentence as her eyes went to search Robin's for help. Thankfully he didn't disappoint.

"Your majesty and I were discussing the latest attack by the.. uhm…"

"There weren't any latest attacks." Snow interrupted, looking at her husband in confirmation who eagerly nodded.

"Attack plans." Regina finished his lie. "Attack plans on the.. the castle of…-"

"What castle?" Snow exclaimed again, not believing the word they were saying.

She felt her husband's arm on his shoulders before she heard him speak. "Come on Snow, I think it's time for us to go."

Shaking her head Snow let out a sigh. "I can't believe it…" Regina heard her mutter. "She pulls this evil queen act and the minute we turn away she's making out with a guy in some dark corner…" her complains were for her husband but Regina and Robin both heard it as the couple walked away and they were left with their silence once again, embarrassment both washing over them.

Robin turned to Regina. "Is the mighty evil queen blushing?"

Closing her eyes, Regina wanted nothing more than to disappear to her room and never leave her bed again but she knew she had to open her eyes and face the outlaw sooner or later. And when she did, she was once again met with the much expected smirk on his face; a smirk that annoyed her and turned her on at the same time. Was that even possible?

"Oh shut up." Her order was clear but apparently wasn't enough for him.

"Make me."

She let out a sigh and faced him one more time, a smile on her lips. He noticed the smile and decided that he wanted to see more of it.

"Certainly." And with that her lips was on his again and this time he felt the smile against his mouth instead of seeing it.


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