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He was coming back! Regina's blackened heart sank into her chest so deep she thought it was lost forever. He would be back in less than two days… Her thief was returning to her –for her. She was thrilled and the way she swooned, doted and fawned –well almost all of those- was worthy of a young pre-pubescent teenager.

Her mirror came back in his original annoying form. His brows furrowed as he sported a scowl. "Your Majesty, this behavior is not worthy of a quee-"

Once more he found himself stuck in the Queen's vault before he could even finish his sentence.

"Two days… Should I greet him when he arrives or should I act like I didn't expect it…?" The struggle inside Regina was real and she couldn't make her mind up about it. She started to pace around her room once more, this time thinking about what to wear, what to do, how to act but mostly about what would happen between them.


She waited for him, longing for his burning touch on her skin during two days. Regina was startled when the doors to her chambers flew open and she looked in their direction. In the dim light of her fireplace, she could only make out a strong hooded silhouette standing in the doorway. She stood up and walked confidently toward the hooded man.

"I was waiting for you, thief." Her voice was husky and filled with desire.

He took his hood off, revealing a penetrating blue gaze –shining bright with the fire of desire- and a smirk that melted the Queen's heart instantly. He looked her up and down slowly, admiring her from head to toe. She was wearing a black silk nightgown, it was short and fell right above her knees, her breasts were minimally covered and her cleavage was deliciously exposed to Robin's view.

He licked his bottom lip and stared right into the Queen's eyes while taking a step in her direction. She smiled, flicked her wrist slamming the mahogany doors shut and locking them. Robin walked up to her; his hands were craving for her touch. He wanted to feel her soft olive skin under his fingers, he wanted to explore every single inches of her perfectly designed body.

Quickly he closed the distance between their bodies and wrapped his arms around her small waist.

Regina closed her eyes, breathing in his oh so singular smell. "Thief…" her voice was low, terribly low and it gave Robin shivers.

Her hands naturally found their way into his light brown hair, ruffling them and tugging savagely on some strands, drawing guttural groans from the outlaw's mouth. He looked at her lips, wanting to taste them once more. He swiftly captured her mouth in a chaste kiss that transformed into a passionate one. She nibbled his parted lips and slipped her tongue into his mouth, searching for his. Their kiss grew deeper and deeper, their tongue dancing in a fierce motion. His hands slid down her arse and grabbed it forcefully causing the Queen to gasp into his mouth.

Both out of breath, they broke the kiss. Their eyes locked, staring into each other's soul and understanding all the things they left unsaid.

A burning sensation grew in Regina's stomach, her lips were still tingling and she needed to feel Robin's on her again. Like if he had read her mind he kissed her once more, but didn't stay long on her lips. He made his way towards her jawline and trailed soft wet kisses down her neck, searching for her pulse. As he found the throbbing vein in her neck he sucked on it and bit it tenderly, she gasped and the hold she had in his hair tightened drawing a small wince –which Regina could feel upon her skin- from Robin. Releasing her grip, she dropped her hands onto his chest, her fingers hastily reaching for the buttons of his shirt; undoing them in a quick motion. She slid her hands inside his shirt, feeling his skin for the first time. It was rough, but soft at the same time…

She dug her nails into the flesh of his shoulders when he started to trail his tongue on her breasts. He groaned against her skin and then looked up towards her.

"My Queen…" his voice was incredibly low and his blue eyes were darkened by a vail of lust, "shall we-" she cut him off before he could finish as she deposited her lips on his, taking his lower lip between her teeth.

Robin's hand made their way back to her waist as he pulled her even closer to his body. She gasped as she felt his length pressing on her –already extremely solid- and she let go of his lip. Her gaze went up to his; there was passion in her chocolate eyes.

Tugging on the collar of his shirt, she started to walk back to her bed a playful grin marking her crimson lips. He willingly followed her and then he took her back in his arms so he could push her until she flinched against the bedside and fell –her back on the soft mattress and his chest over her.

He grinned at her, supporting himself with his arms on each sides of the Queen's face and leaned in to French kiss her. She continued to untie his shirt, untucked it from his trousers and with a bit of difficulty passed it over his head. She gazed at his toned skin; every muscle perfectly chiseled, the simple view of his chest drew a sensual moan out of Regina's mouth.

They twirled on the bed, shifting positions, according Regina the liberty of being on top of her thief. She smiled at him, licked her bottom lip and started ruffling the outlaw's hair. His hands roamed free on her body as he slowly slid the straps of her nightgown down her shoulders. He took them and slid them off her arms, making the Queen's pajama pool on his stomach, uncovering her glorious breasts. At the splendid view of the Queen's naked chest he let out a moan.

Grasping his hands she put them upon her breasts, she moved to get the nightgown out of their way and let it fall on the bed. Taking advantage of the Queen's inattention Robin switched position caging once more Regina under him. He smirked and she answered him with a ravaging grin. Her hands made their way towards Robin's trousers –obviously annoyed that he still had them on… Expertly untying them and taking them off, she smiled when she saw her thief's erected glory under a thin layer of underwear. Robin's mouth started to suck on Regina's nipple as his thumb swirled around the other one. She moaned, louder than earlier.

Her head fell back on the mattress, she felt herself nearing edge –and they hadn't even started the serious things…

The outlaw's hands roamed down her sides and found their way to her thighs, caressing them slowly before making their way to her apex. With his left hand he found the little bundle of nerves that could make her climax so easily and started massaging it in circular motions. His right hand found its way to her bent knee.

Regina's hands grasped tightly the sheets, her breath becoming harsh, her moans louder mixed with groans and her outlaw's name.

Robin's mouth started a trail of soft kisses on the Queen's stomach, heading south, he parted her legs slightly. She placed one of her limb on his shoulder as she anticipated his movements.

Finding his way to her forbidden fruit, he tasted her. He moved his hand off her clit and grabbed her ass. His tongue hastily replaced his thumb as he started licking and sucking on it.

Every single of his movements were soft, but filled with passion and desire.

His tongue twirled with precision on the bundle of nerves between her legs; she moaned loudly as she felt her lower abdomen clench, slowly reaching the heavens high above.

Robin's mouth slowly made its way back to hers and a pinch disappointment grew in Regina's gaze. His Queen wouldn't be like that for long though, he thought. He slid his underwear off, releasing his massive erection. It sprung out and he made his way to the Queen's slick folds.

Gently setting himself, he thrust into her. She screamed in pure pleasure, her walls tightening around him. His pelvis making slow back and forth movement and then picking up the pace he started to lunge faster and harder. Her back arched naturally, her legs wrapping around his waist allowing him a better access and giving him the chance to thrust deeper into her.

He slammed against her, each time reaching her sweet spot. She felt herself on the verge of exploding and grabbed his hair in a tight grip causing the poor thief to groan louder.

Their body danced for a little more until she felt her stomach and her walls clench. The tightening grip around him made him explode into her and she came with him. Loudly. Screaming his name in a lusty whimper.


She sat in her bed, sweat sticking her messy hair to her forehead. She brought her hands to her face, wiping away the last remaining bit of sleep in her eyes. I just came… and it woke me up?! She was utterly stunned.

Regina blinked slowly, her eyes adjusting to the darkness, and she started chuckling, until she spotted a dark figure standing next to the doors leading to her balcony. Her whole body stiffened in a fraction of second.

A low laugh emanated from the dark silhouette in her room.

"Well, Milady… I see that you now know my name…" said the man as he stepped out of the shadow and into the moonlight.


Reviews? How did you like that hot, hot, hot moment? (Did I do well?) ^.^