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She had to stop.

She knew that was supposed to be it, they had agreed on just one kiss. So then why did her arms betray her by pulling him even closer and her lips ignore the frantic cries of her brain and kissed him even harder? Could she blame this on the alcohol? No, she couldn't even make herself believe that lie; alcohol only gave her the courage she needed to do this.

God it felt good…

She didn't know when was the last time a man kissed her like that, claimed her like she was some kind of a drug that he was addicted to, and when Robin growled against her skin and left her lips only to find her neck and latched onto it, licking and sucking, she knew no one had done this to her before.

No one kissed her like Robin did, and when he lifted his head and gazed deep into her eyes, she realized no one looked at her like Robin did also.

She felt her insides burn against his touch and his locked stare on her only made her want to give in to him completely, let him claim her all over like he had been wanting to for all those days they spent together.

She could tell that he wanted to keep going and she wanted that too, God knew how much as her body craved his lips on hers and she impatiently grinded against him, rubbing her crotch to his, eliciting a groan from him. She could feel his length pressing the inside of her thigh and it made her feel delicious inside.

However he didn't continue like she had been anticipating him to. Instead he stopped altogether and opted for bringing the hand that had been resting on her thigh to her face as he stroked the skin there gently. She had been enjoying his rough kisses but she realized she came to like the sudden tenderness that he was showing her now as she closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, no matter how much she wanted him to keep going.

If she could just get him to bring his lips to hers again-

They were both startled when the loud and annoying ring tone of Regina's phone echoed in the room and she let out a long sigh.

Who the hell was interrupting at this time of the night?

Robin was thankful. If it wasn't for the interruption, he knew he wasn't going to be able to stop himself and he had promised her. It was going to be just one kiss and it sort of was; even though it was a lot more passionate and handsy than he had intended and he internally scolded himself for losing control so easily. But after all this was what she did to him. She made him lose control.

Groaning, he tried to get up but with the alcohol still invading his body, he moved a lot sloppier than he normally would, crushing her a bit in the process. Her reaction was just another giggle and it made him almost stop and join her back on the bed.

Almost.

Closing his eyes and forcing the thought away, he swayed a bit on his feet before reaching for Regina's bag which had been tossed on the floor so carelessly when they walked in just a couple of minutes ago and began shuffling through it. After a couple of seconds of fruitless attempts, he finally found the small device which was the source of the loud annoying sound and tried to read the flashing screen which made his eyes hurt in the dark.

"It's Emma."

"God, is she watching us or something?" Regina sighed, supporting herself on her elbows to look at him.

"Aren't you going to answer?" he asked, walking over to her as he came to stop right in front of the bed, facing her.

Smiling, Regina sat up and supported herself on her knees on the bed as she grinned proudly at how she was almost at the same height as he was. Standing up was still a challenge and she had no intention to try it.

"Let's ignore it."

"As the lady wishes." He replied with an amused smile before pressing the ignore button on the phone.

"Well well, you're beginning to learn how to use technology." Regina commented in an almost mocking tone as her hands slowly snaked up to his arms and she brought him an inch closer to herself.

"Of course I am. For instance this button right here…" he started shuffling with the phone before spotting exactly what he was looking and he smiled proudly at himself.

"…takes pictures!"

"Oh really?"

"Care for me to demonstrate?" he asked, chuckling before earning a happy nod from her.

It was almost strange how comfortable they were in each other's company, especially when they were drunk. The tension that was present between them when they were sober was nowhere to be seen as they were left with the honest and raw versions of themselves who didn't care about anything else except for each other.

So wanting to see more of her smile, Robin took a couple of steps back and left her embrace, his body instantly missing the warmth. And before she could erase the confused look on her face, he snapped the photo of her.

"What are you doing?" she asked even though she knew the answer to her question as she eyed him playfully.

"Aren't you going to smile for me?"

"That depends." She answered, crossing her arms in front of her. "What do I get in return?"

"Pictures?" he tried, as he took a step closer and took another photo of her, this time just her face.

"Well Mr. Locksley, if you want me to smile for you, you're just gonna have to make me." she replied but deep down she was trying very hard not to burst into laughter. So instead, she bit the insides of her cheeks to keep herself from smiling.

Loving the sight in front of him, Robin took another step towards her and snapped another photo, reminding himself to keep those for later.

"Is that so?" another step and now he was standing right in front of her, dangerously close as he eyed her up and down.

"Yes." She raised her chin and gave him a challenging look in return.

"Well then… How about…"

Without completing his sentence he hurled himself to her and in a matter of seconds they were laying back on the bed with Regina trapped under him on the mattress as he laid on top of her. The sudden and unexpected move made her even dizzier as she let out a shriek mixed with laughter, not caring if she woke the others guests or not.

"There we have it." With that, he straddled her, keeping her from escaping his embrace as he sat down, careful not to put his whole weight on her body and snapped another picture of her. This time he had captured her smile and he stopped for a moment to appreciate his work on her phone all the while she squealed and struggled to crawl away from between his legs.

"Let me go!" she yelled, loud enough to wake the whole town.

"Not a chance."

With that his concentration was back and he was taking more pictures of her, smiling, laughing and covering her face with her hands. Once he decided that he had tortured her enough, he flopped back on the bed, coming to lie right next to her as he held the phone as high as his arm could reach and snapped a picture of them together.

"Stop it!" she giggled and hid her face in the crook of his neck.

"One more."

"No!"

"Look at me."

It was something about his tone of voice that made Regina stop laughing for a second only to raise her head and meet his gaze. There it was, the look that made her insides melt every time she witnessed it, the look he had reserved just for her mixed with a tender smile which made her want to kiss it away. His eyes were soft, full of what she thought to be adoration because she couldn't bring herself to admit those four letter words. Part of her screamed at her that this was all an illusion, that the breath taking smile he was giving her was just alcohol affecting his judgment but today the last thing she wanted to do was to listen to that annoying voice so with a sigh she buried it deep inside of her and inched her face closer to his.

He closed the rest of the gap as his lips brushed hers first, ever so slightly that she wasn't even sure if they were even touching or not. Then unable to contain himself, even though he had promised himself that he wanted to be gentle with her, he increased the pressure of his lips on hers and pressed his mouth to hers.

It had been minutes but it seemed like forever since they'd last kissed and he took his time about it. He loved her lips. Loved the way her tongue dipped out and teased her lips. He loved the ragged catch of her breathing as if surprised by her reaction to the simple display of affection.

He was sure that he also got a couple of shots of them kissing but when she cupped his face and deepened the kiss once more, the camera phone was long forgotten on the side and he was kissing her with equal passion. With a loud moan, her lips left his only to give him a wicked smile as she climbed on top of him.

She straddled him and watched him give her a surprised look before his hands found the camera once more and brought it in front of his face, having every intention to document this beautiful creature who was giving him the sexiest grin right now.

However before he had a chance to snap another photo, she brought a hand to his wrist, stopping him as she shook her head and spoke.

"Drop that phone. This is for your eyes only."

His only reaction was to raise his eyebrows in question as she boldly took the phone from his hands and tossed it aside as they both heard the device dropping on the floor with a thud.

Giving him a one last sly smile, she brought her hands in front of her as her fingers found the top button of her shirt. His eyes watched hungrily as she unbuttoned her overpriced shirt ever so slowly only to reveal a black push up bra. She never once tore her gaze away from his as she watched him watch her.

Had she ever felt this connected to another human being? She could swear her heart was beating in rhythm with his.

When the last button was undone and the front of her torso was completely revealed to him clad only in the lacy bra that Emma probably found for her from the bottom of her wardrobe, Robin only laid there, hypnotized by the sight before him.

But before she had a chance to tease him about it, ask him if he was scared maybe, his hands were on hers and he flipped them over so he was now on top. His lips hungrily attacked her neck as he kissed, sucked and bit the sensitive skin there, making her moan and writhe underneath him. Her hands came to his shoulders as she dig her nails into his shirt and felt him leaving various marks on her neck that were probably going to be very hard to hide the next day. But she found herself not caring in the slightest.

A small voice in the back of her head tried to sound a warning, but as he brought his lips to find hers again and her tongue slid against his with her breasts rubbing against his chest, it grew softer and softer until she no longer heard it all.

It felt amazing, every single thing he was doing to her was amazing. His mouth was soft and hot against hers and he occasionally bit her bottom lip only to hear her hiss against his teeth and sink her nails deep into the skin on the back of his neck. One of his hands went to cup her breast over her bra and she let out a moan, desperate for him to push the bra aside and feel the actual skin there. But instead he stopped his movements altogether, still panting as he raised his head and watched her face.

"Robin?" she questioned breathlessly at his sudden change of heart. She had been enjoying everything so far and urging him to keep going so his unexpected pause brought a frown to her face.

"We can't do this." He confessed, closing his eyes.

"What?"

"Regina…" with that his face was back on the crook of her neck as he placed one more kiss on her collarbone before bringing his gaze to her face again.

"We can't. I can't…" he repeated one more time, the desperation and misery present in his voice.

She brought a hand to his face before looking deep into his blue eyes, still out of breath from their last kiss. Her hair was disheveled and her lips were slightly red and bruised which made Robin's heart skip a beat knowing that he was the cause of it.

"Of course we can." She assured him before bringing his face to hers as she crashed her lips to his one more time. He responded for a moment only to pull away and rest his forehead against hers.

"No…"

"Robin?" the confusion was present in her slightly trembling voice.

"Please Regina…"

Suddenly her eyes grew wide as she was dawned with realization. She felt a pang of disappointment in her heart, the feeling getting stronger in her chest by each passing second before she drew a shaky breath and spoke with a voice that was barely above a whisper.

"You don't want this." She stated, attempting to pull away from him but much to her surprise, his grip on her waist only tightened.

"No-"

"You don't want me." She spoke and her words created open wounds in his heart.

"Regina-"

"No, Robin!" with that she harshly pulled away from him as she pushed herself back on the bed.

"I forced you. I'm sorry…" she was stuttering, not knowing what to say. How stupid had she been… Feeling the tears pool around her eyes, she turned her gaze away from him, not wanting him to see the embarrassment manifesting in her.

"It won't happen again… I-"

Before she could finish her sentence, his mouth was on hers as he shut her up with a rough kiss and before understanding what was going on, she was underneath him again, pulled back to him by his strong arms.

"Robin?" she managed to choke out between his lips.

"I want you." He growled against her skin before placing another open mouthed kiss on her lips.

"What?"

"I want you." He repeated one more time, louder this time as he pulled back a bit to meet her gaze.

"But-"

"I want it Regina, more than anything. But not like this. Never like this." He explained.

When she raised her eyebrows in question, he added.

"You're drunk and I am too. I want you to be with me because you really want to, not when you're going to regret it the first thing in the morning. I can't do that to you."

"Don't be an idiot, of course I'm not gonna-"

"Yes you will Regina just trust me on this. I want this, God you have no idea how much…" with that he captured her lips in another passionate kiss and she returned it with equal desire that has been burning inside of her since they first stepped into that room together.

"But we can't…" he finished, whispering against her lips.

Before she had a chance to object, he left her embrace and stepped out of the bed, leaving her still lying on the mattress with a frown on her face, trying to process that he really was rejecting her.

She sat up and followed him around with her eyes as he gave her a smile in return and took off his shirt and pants before coming to lay down right next to her.

"Sleep?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"No, we need sleep."

It seemed the effects of alcohol were slowly fading away from him unlike her who was still buzzing from all the tequila she had consumed. Why did she have to be such a lightweight?

With a groan, she shuffled in bed, her hands struggling to find the zipper of the skirt that she had chosen to wear today and when she found it, she freed herself from the very tight garment that had been giving her pain the minute they walked into the room, drunk. Tossing it aside, she turned to her side, only to see his eyes hungrily roam over her body and coming to stop on the matching black underwear she was wearing.

She had to thank Emma for that.

Upon seeing the effect she was having on him, she let out a girly giggle and got under the covers, positioning herself right next to him. He didn't need to be told twice as his hands found her hips and she turned away from him in his arms, her back pressing against his chest.

He let out a content sigh and allowed himself to bury his nose in her hair and breathe in. She was intoxicating and he found it hard to control himself, but the task was getting difficult given the fact that his half erection was resting right on her ass. Closing his eyes, he tried to think of anything but the woman who was about to go to sleep in his arms, the woman he had been dying to touch and kiss all day. His mind darted back to the memory of her half sitting on the pool table, her skirt hiked up mid-thigh.

His erection got even harder and he mentally kicked himself for it.

Apparently his struggle hadn't gone unnoticed by her and with a smile on her lips, she rubbed her rear to his crotch ever so slightly. She stopped and waited for his reaction. When it didn't come she rubbed her ass to his front one more time and his hips jolted so suddenly that it caused her to let out a moan.

"Behave." Came the low voice from right next to her ear.

Giggling one more time, she let her fingers slowly trace her neck and breasts and her hand came to stop on his hand which was firmly placed on her stomach, holding her close to himself. She let her fingers dance around his skin, the ghost of her touch sending shivers down his spine, as she gently grabbed his hand and moved it downwards.

For a second he let her, closed his eyes and leaned into her touch, curious to see where she was going with this but when his fingers touched the hem of her underwear and came dangerously close to the wetness that had formed on the lacy garment, and she shuddered, he jolted back to reality and moved his hand away from hers.

"Regina…." He warned her one last time.

"Please, Robin." She whimpered, turning in his arms so she was now facing him. He noticed there were only inches between their lips but he ignored the thought.

"Emma doesn't have to know." She leaned in and placed a feather like kiss on his neck before looking up and locking her gaze with hers.

Resisting her was getting harder by the second.

"This is not about Emma."

"Then let's do it." A smile appeared on her lips as she lifted one leg and hooked it on his hip, bringing them dangerously close to each other even though they were both still clad in their underwear.

"I need you." She whimpered and upon hearing those words, he almost ignored every single warning his mind was throwing at him and claimed her his.

But he didn't. He stopped himself the last minute.

"I'll tell you what, sleep now and when you wake up if you still want to do this then I swear I'm going to take you so hard that you won't be able to walk for days."

She let out a loud laugh, not having heard him using that kind of a language before but when she looked back to him and saw the seriousness in his eyes, her laughter died in her throat and she stared at him with her eyebrows raised.

"Is that a promise?" she asked in a challenging way.

"Oh yes."

She grinned before bringing her face even closer to his, their lips now slightly brushing.

"One last kiss then?" she breathed out, her voice not above a whisper.

"Always."

With that, he captured her lips in a searing kiss and she let him invade her mouth as one of her hands came to cup his face. Grunting against her teeth, he ran his tongue across her bottom lip and tangled his fingers in her black hair, all the while pulling her closer to him.

When he reluctantly pulled away from her hot, inviting lips, she sighed in protest but she knew that was the only thing she was getting out of him tonight. So pecking his lips one last time to which he responded eagerly, with a small smile, she turned in his arms and rested her back on his chest.

"Goodnight Robin."

His arms tightened around her waist as he leaned into her to place a light kiss on her shoulder before he spoke.

"Goodnight love."

It was either laying still or the tequila that was still present in her blood but after that, she felt herself slipping into a deep sleep and she never woke up during the rest of the night.

#

The first thing that disturbed her peaceful sleep was the slight movement she felt coming underneath her. When she heard a slight cough and low groan, her eyelids flattered open but she instantly closed them when she noticed how bright the room was.

It was the morning and Regina felt like she had been hit in the head.

Forcing her eyes open, the first thing she realized was how bad her headache was getting by each passing second and she moaned in pain.

"Hurts, doesn't it?" he spoke and when she looked up, she found herself practically sleeping on top of Robin with his arms still enveloped around her tiny waist, his fingers gently caressing the bare skin there.

Wait… Bare skin?

Her head instantly shot up and she noticed that she was clad only in her matching underwear that she had so carefully put on yesterday.

"Why is it always…" she tried to speak but her voice came out groggy. Clearing her throat, she tried one more time.

"Why is it always that I have to wake up in your arms?"

"We should just accept our fate…" he replied, bringing one hand to his head to rub his temple. He was in pain also although it was nothing compared to hers who had apparently drank way more than he did last night.

"I'm not accepting anything. Hands off."

His hands shot up like a someone was directing a gun at him and she allowed herself to roll away from his embrace and laid down on her back right next to him. Wincing at the pain one more time, she stared at the ceiling before asking the question that was invading her mind from the minute she woke up.

"Robin?"

"Hmm?"

"Did we…"

"No, we didn't." he answered her question and she let out a relieved sigh.

"Although it was hard for you to keep your hands away from me." He added with a smirk, turning to her and supporting himself on his elbow.

"Shut up." She grabbed the pillow that was closest to her and hit him on the shoulder with it which caused him to groan in fake pain.

"Do you remember anything?" he asked, suddenly feeling concerned that he caused her to lose her memory.

"I remember playing pool, drinking… and uhm… kissing."

"And?" he asked with an amused smirk.

"And that you lost your virginity in a barn."

"Yes, the most important detail of the night." He said sarcastically with a grin and was glad to see her smile back.

She was lying down, mostly avoiding his eyes as her gaze was fixed on the ceiling, occasionally throwing him stolen glances that she thought he wouldn't notice. Her hair was a mess, dark locks spread lazily on the pillow that she was resting on and her mascara was smudged. The pitch black make up was now gathered around and underneath her eyes giving her a messy look that Robin came to adore.

Apart from that, she was still in her underwear but after waking up she had draped the covers on her body, covering her half nakedness. Suddenly her voice turned serious and she turned and addressed him.

"Thank you for last night." She said in the most sincere tone. So she did remember.

"It's nothing."

"No it's not nothing. Any other guy would have-"

"Regina." He said, placing his hand on hers on the white sheets.

"I did what I was supposed to do. You don't have to thank me." He added, taking away all her worries as she stared back at him with gratitude.

"And I'm sorry." She said after a beat of silence. "This is not going to happen again."

He froze upon hearing her words, a pang of disappointment forming in his chest and he felt obliged to remove his hand from hers, eyes looking anywhere but her brown ones. He had made her a promise last night and now it seemed that he wasn't going to be able to keep it.

He cursed at himself for expecting something from her as he laid back down on the bed and nodded slowly. He wasn't going to be able to touch her the way he did last night.

And for some reason, his heart ached in his chest more than it should.