Day 5: Student/Teacher

Its was beautiful outside, sun shining, a light breeze, a literal perfect day in her eyes as she watched her Robin attempt to run through the water, Henry and Roland giving chase, tacking the grown man into the water with a laugh. It really was perfect, just sitting on the sand, soaking in her family, that fluttering feeling in her stomach roaring…she was happy, actually and truly happy.

Her toes flicked droplets of cool water into the air, hands digging into the warm sand as she leaned back, closing her eyes and breathing in the salty ocean air.

"Gina!"

She smiled as her youngest ran up from the water, dripping all over her as his little body crashed down. "Are you going to come swimming?".

She hesitated at his wishful chocolate eyes, running her hand over his brow, pushing the mop of curls out of the way. Thankfully she didn't have to answer, Robin and Henry's arrival pulling Roland's attention else where. She leaned into the kiss Robin placed on her temple, her eyes quickly ghosting over the toned tan skin of his body. If the way she devoured him with her gaze was obvious, it was nothing compared to the near drooling of Robin when her dress had come off.

Regina was aware she had a nice body, toned and curvy, tanned and smooth. And while she may claim "black is her color" … there has to be something said for how sexy she felt in red, especially in this particular bikini. Cherry in color, it curved along her cleavage, a small spacing between her breasts, the material held together by 4 thin gold chains, matching the ones on the bottom that wrapped around her hips. Yes, the mayor definitely felt sexy, but the heat in Robin's eyes made her melt.

"Mom the water is so nice, you gotta come in!"

"I am pretty happy here on the beach" She smiled.

"Come on mom!"

"I'm honestly fine here"

"You never swim though" Henry retorted, sighing heavy.

She tensed, swallowing thickly, before figuring out what she could say that would get her out of this. "I'd rather watch you guys from here, that way I can take pictures".

Henry groaned, something about her having enough photos, before he stalked back off into the water, Roland hot on his heels. She grimaced, guilt flooding into her as she watched them go.

"Are you alright?"

She nodding, not looking at him, knowing that if she did, he'd see right through her lie, instead she focused on the way his fingers played with the gold chain on her hip. "I think you should come in, just for a bit. It is really nice".

"I don't really want to"

"Are you afraid of the ocean my love?" he chuckled, squeezing her thigh.

"No"

"Then why not come in?"

He had hauled her up, lifting her up and wrapping his arms around her waist before Regina could really fight back.

"Please don't" she stammered, pushing against his chest, which only made him hold her tighter.

"Oh come on love, surely the Queen isn't afraid of swimming" he laughed, walking waist deep into the water, letting the waves lap over her legs, a small begging plea escaping Regina as she flinched.

It was supposed to be in good fun, but the way her body gripped his, how her entirety began to shake, her eyes slammed shut…he knew in a second, he'd gone to far, pushed some boundary, crossed a line. He tried to ease her out of the locked state, running a hand along her back, "Regina love, relax".

"Just please take me back"

He's never actually heard her voice like this before, tight and desperate, terrified and small, it has his heart in knots. Slowly he carries her back to the apparent safety of land, her legs still squeezing around him as he stops to lower her back onto the beach. "Hey, it's okay. You're fine, back on the beach I swear".

He watched sadly as she nods, biting down on her lower lip, shakily easing out of his hands till her feet meet the sandy shore again. The breath of relief that parts from her, breaks Robins heart. He never knew she had such a fear of the water, he didn't really know she was afraid of anything except losing her family. He feels like an utter ass as she sinks back onto her towel, the wetness of tears brimming on her lashes as she stares out absently into nothing.

"I'm sorry my love, I had no idea –"

"It's fine. I'm just gonna go"

"Regina wait"

She's gone in a cloud of purple smoke. So much for the perfect day.

By the time the boys had gotten back, Regina was asleep, curled into a tight ball underneath a mountain of blankets on the couch, her cheeks stained with lingering tears that had fallen, and Robin had never felt so guilty in his entire life. Ushering the two boys to sleep, he slowly carried Regina up to their room, settling her down as carefully as possible onto his chest as his hands carded through her hair. Staring at the ceiling, he can think of nothing but the fear on her face. The lump in his throat expands, making it difficult to breathe as he hears her wince in her sleep, her fist curling tighter into his shirt as she shifts further into him.

He knows how her nightmares start, has gone through them more times than he would ever like to count.

"Regina, it's alright my love, you're safe"

He starts his mantra, rubbing up and down her back as his lips press into her forehead. Over and over he goes, his heart bottoming out at the pained shake of her voice, barely above a whisper as she begs for someone not to, pleads that she will be good, she won't see him again…please please please, just let me go, I'm so sorry…. please mother, don't do this.

Mother.

Robin burns.

A mother is supposed to love their children, care and soothe away their pain, not be the source of it. He's never met the woman, hadn't been with Regina in the Underworld when she had…and he figures it is probably for the better. There are times like now, when his soulmate is crying tortured in her sleep that he wishes he could have been there sooner. Found her earlier prevented and protected her from the black hole that had been her life.

Please mother. Not this. I'm so so sorry. Please don't do this.

"Regina, wake up. Come on love, open your eyes"

She is shaking hard in his arms, nails digging hard into his chest as her subconscious continues to brutalize her. He can't take it anymore, knows it's usually better if she wakes herself up, but the way her tears are falling, he can't stomach it. He takes her face in his hands, patting lightly on her cheeks, running his fingers across her face and down the column of her neck. "Regina, you need to wake up". He shakes her, enough that her eyes finally blink open and his heart can beat again.

"Robin?"

"I'm here my love. You're safe" he smiles through the ache, wiping away the tears that fall down her face as she inhales a trembling painful breath. Her fingers wrap around his tattoo, and he leans back, pulling her with him like usual, so she can bury herself into the crook of his neck, a hand pressing into his heart beat. They are like this to often he thinks. Trying to soothe away scars that continue to rip open into new wounds.

"Tell me about the dream" he whispers into the crown of her head, softly stroking through her hair as she shudders. He waits, always has, always will for her to relax into him, knowing that when she is ready she will talk. Minutes tick by slowly as he feels her breath start to calm, the tension in her body begin to ease.

"My mother used to nearly drown me as punishment"

A breath whooshes out of Robin at the horrific words she just mumbled into his neck.

"I never learned how to swim, and she used it against me"

Is it possible to bring someone back from the other side just to kill them again? Surely he could figure out a way right?

"I nearly died twice. She'd take me out to this lake and use her magic to send me into the middle of it" Regina stifles a cry through the admission, letting the tears fall freely as Robin's arms wrap around her. "She'd watch as I struggled. I can remember the feeling of suffocating. How my lungs would burn for air when I fell under the surface. I've never been so terrified in my entire life"

He's going back to the underworld, there is no question, he is going to kill Cora with his bare hands.

"I'm so sorry my love" he sighs, kissing her forehead softly.

"It's okay"

"No it's not Regina"

They lay in silence for a few minutes, before her voice cracks into the silence once more.

"Could you teach me?"

"Teach you what my love?"

She swallows heavy before whispering into his skin "to swim".

"Of course I can"

It was hard at first, the frustration at her fear made Regina beyond angry. They had barely made it up to her thighs the first night before she started to shake and ran out of the water. It had taken Robin nearly a week before he convinced her to come back with him. They had sat in the shallows the entire time, waves barely hitting her belly button, but it was something. He had smiled, and tried to keep her mind occupied with small talk, or regaling ridiculous stories of his time in Sherwood Forest. It was working, the immediate steal tension in her body eventually would give out, and she would sit beside him, or sometimes her back flush against his chest as his arms wrapped around her waist, and they would just sit in the ocean.

It became a routine, three times a week, in the afternoon when no one was around she would walk to the beach, where he was waiting with a smile and extending hand.

"Okay, okay, this is far enough" she huffed out, hissing as the water hit just below her ribs. Her fists clenched against her chest, as Robin stood behind her, hands on her waist as he slowly guided her deeper. He stopped, as he always did when she decided it was far enough, encouraging her gently though she scoffed at his words. He smiled, dotting a row of easy soft affections along her shoulder and up the column of her neck, his arms encircling her till she rested against his chest.

"This doesn't even count you know"

"What doesn't?"

"Standing here…. This isn't swimming"

"I think you've done rather well"

"You're just sucking up"

"Well I am craving lasagna"

Regina chuckled, swatting his forearm before turning to face him, pulling his lips down to meet hers. She loves how he tastes, rich and mint flavored. Swallowing the groan that leaves his throat she turns in his arms, kissing him deep, letting her tongue swipe over his upper lip before pulling back with a pop. She smiles as he inhales her, hands clenching and unclenching against her hips.

"Thank you for doing this"

"I'd do anything for you"

Her heart skips a beat, a hand cradling against the back of his head, the other brushing along the stubble of his jaw.

"Have I ever told you how gorgeous you look in a swimsuit?"

"Once or twice" she hums into his mouth, pulling her body flush against his. They lock together once more, drowning in the other, sucking, and biting, softly nipping before devouring once more.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes" her voice strong without an inflection of hesitation.

"Hold onto me okay"

His hands drop to pull her thighs up and around his waist, hoisting her into his arms as her own settling around his shoulders. And then he moves, slowly treading deeper. Regina freezes, a sharp "wait" ghosting out as she stares wide eyed at him. His thumb strokes against the skin on her hip, playing lightly with the string on her bikini bottoms.

"Regina look at me"

She does.

"You're safe you know that right?"

She frowns but nods, eyeing up the water beside them in a slight panic.

"Look at me"

She does once more.

"I will keep you safe, no matter what. If you say stop, I will. I promise"

He is safe, she knows it, can feel it in the strength of his heart, and though she is terrified, she does trust him. So she nods, gripping him tighter, as she locks her eyes onto his. They can be her anchor, blue as the ocean, but safe as his soul always will be.

Robin moves slow, treading slightly foot by foot until the water laps just above her breasts. He can feel the hardness in her breathing, but she hasn't said stop, she does indeed trust him. He stands for a while, leaning his forehead to hers, letting his hands run up and down her back and thighs as he holds her, happy to just be here, helping her, expunging the demons of her past.

Her lips brush against his, fingers threading through his hair at the nape of his neck, it's shocking that she actually does feel safe…not safe with Robin, not like that, but safe in the fact she is this deep in water, and yet her heart isn't fighting for survival. It's oddly soothing, having the waves gently slide across her back.

"I love you. You know that right?"

"I do. And I love you M'lady"

She smiles, leans down to kiss him, sighing out a life long breath of relief, before she tucks her chin into the junction of his shoulder and neck. Leaning temple to temple with her soulmate as his hands continue to run smooth and softly up her back. She is safe, always with him.

"That was amazing!" He is beaming, so full of pride and love as she surfaces, a matching smile dazzling her face. "I can't believe you just did that; I didn't even say go!". He scoops her up, kissing every expanse of her skin that he can reach as she laughs out breathlessly.

"Yes well you were taking to long" she hugs him tight as the water beads down from her hair.

6 weeks it has taken her, but she had finally built up the courage to go under the water. Granted she holds Robin's hand, just in case, but it's a huge milestone and she knows it, and she knows it's because of him. He has had unrelenting faith in her since the beginning. Has put up with every scream and scowl, every panicked retreat, and each baby step forward. God she loves him. Love love loves him. It doesn't even seem like a big enough word. She adores him, craves him, breathes him, lives for him, smiles for him, he is everything.

Tugging his mouth away from her skin, laughing at the slight annoyed groan he emits, she kisses him hard, doesn't stop kissing him, till he pulls away, breathing heavy against her lips. They stare at one another, smiles matching for a half second before Robin pulls her back down, latching onto her mouth once more. Regina rolls into his groin as his hands squeeze her backside, kneading the plump flesh between his fingers.

"Robin" she murmurs out, a tight moan leaving her lips as his erection comes into contact with her center. "We should get home"

He hums as he takes her mouth again, tongue leading out to taste the caramel of her, his hands rocking her hips down into him harder. "I want to take you here, in this ocean, right now". She can't help but nod in agreement, her thighs slick with want as his fingers move beneath the lining of her bikini bottoms. She is wet, and it's not from water. Sinking down, his finger tips tease her entrance, prodding inside quickly before running up the slit of her core.

She wants to kiss him still, but breathing is becoming a necessity as her body gives into the pleasure. His fingers move in hard circles on her clit, his thumb pushing inside to stroke her walls.

"Hold yourself lovely" he taps her backside, directing her ankle to lock around his back, as she weightlessly floats in the water. His thumb leaves her heat, and she voices her disapproval, but Robin simply chuckles, kissing her quickly, before undoing the string on her hip, pulling away her bottoms, leaving her open and exposed.

Shifting, one large hand splays behind her, cupping her between her cheeks, the other gliding down to spread her. The water is damn cold on her hot skin, yet it's near impossible to think about it as his fingers thrust into her from behind, in one quick motion he is buried knuckle deep inside her, pulsing up and down, rubbing along the ridges of her wet core. How he manages to find that one particular spot within a matter of seconds, Regina will never know, though will be eternally grateful.

Her nails bite into the skin on his shoulder as she whines lowly, grinding down on the two fingers up her cunt, rolling into the hand that is sending shocks of pleasure up her spine. "God, fuck Robin…" she hitches, tossing her head back when his other hand decides to join the party, stroking heated hard circles on her clit.

"Do you like that? Having both my hands pleasuring you?" He grits out, leaning in to nip at the pulse point under her jaw. "I love feeling you like this, hot and tight –fuck Regina – you are so wet my love, it's so beautiful, so sexy".

Clinging to him as she cries out, her walls contracting hard on his digits, soaking him in her arousal that builds. Her back bends and bows, riding his hands without reservation, gripping tight onto his thick calloused digits, streaks of white hot pleasure burning through her.

"Robin…hhnnngg, oh god, I'm gonna come, fuck…oh god"

His mouth attacks her, swallowing the pitching screams that part as she starts to come undone, crumbling under the intensity of her brewing orgasm. His palm bangs against her backside as his fingers thrust hard into her, a third stretching her, the slight bend of his digits grinding on her walls.

It takes all the will she has to actually breathe, her jaw wide open, faintly pulling in some sort of air, but then it's his mouth that covers her, sucking and pulling, licking any crevasse he can find with his tongue. Its sloppy, and wet, but she is wet, so ungodly wet, its doesn't really matter that his tongue licks thick long lines on her lips. She pulses, bucks hard when his fingers bury as deep as he can, pressing down hard on that blinding spot, his other fingers pinching and rolling the hardness of her clit.

It waves over her, drowning in heat as she comes, crying out into his ear, gripping his shoulders, desperate to hang on to something, or she will surely float away. Thank god for the chill of the water around them, Regina is sweating, twitching uncontrollably as the last of her climax dissipates, Robins fingers slowly leaving her core, trailing up her slit, giving her clit a few quick rubs before she stills his hand under the water.

"I just want you"

He nods, feeling her slender fingers undoing the laces on his swim trunks, pulling out his erection that throbs for her. She pumps him a few times, pulling down tight, running up lightly, thumbing around his ridged tip, her tongue licking up his jaw till she bites down on his earlobe. He grips her ass hard, slamming her clit against his head, pulsing and pumping slowly up and down through her folds.

Fuck the fact that there is water around them, she is soaking, coating his cock in her with each shallow tilted thrust.

"Please don't tease me" she stammers out, gripping him at his base, biting down on her lower lip as he bumps her entrance. She climbs a fraction higher, rolling slightly and god fuck there it is, there he is.

Her body engulfs him, inch by inch, soaking his erection in her juices as he glides into her, stretching her, rubbing hard against the swollen walls. She kisses him, wrapping her arms around his neck as her hips begin to roll, pulling him deeper with each thrust. Nothing, absolutely nothing feels as good as having him inside her. The thickness of his cock, the vein that pulses, the way his balls press into her ass. The same ass that his hands are squeezing, pulling her cheeks apart to gain a fraction more room inside her.

She thrusts down on him, relaxing her walls to take him deep, clenching on the return up to milk him. He loves it when she does this, it has this primal gritting noise rumbling from somewhere deep. Regina feels damn powerful like this to, above him slightly, riding him as hard as she wants, pulling every ounce of pleasure out for the both of them.

He's keyed up, sucking and licking at any skin her can find. It's a shame her breasts are still covered and underwater or he would be sucking hard at the nipples the brush against his chest. He loves her breasts, god fuck, he could spend hours on end buried between them.

"Robin…Robin, fuck…I just-want you, can you go harder? Godpleasefuckme"

He growls into her neck, biting down hard enough to make a mark as his arms hook under her knees, holding her bent in half, and he pounds hard, pumping and thrusting till she is scrambling, screaming into the dark night sky, the water pulsing around them, Regina babbling out incoherent dripping curses.

He can't stop looking at her, head tipped back, long tendrils of hair winding into the water, her perfect pout of a mouth dropped as silent panting pleasure ricochets around her. Wrapping his arm around her lower back, the other slaps down on her clit, pinching and tugging against the nerve bundle.

She keens, and keels, sucking in a hard breath between her clenched jaw, eyes locked onto his, his cock relentlessly sinking in and out. He toys with her, not on purpose really, but he knows she will go off if he just pulls slowly out, just letting the tip of his cock remain, waiting a breath, and then slamming hard back into her, pushing as deep as her body will allow. And he repeats, his body tightening, with every push in, every draw out.

Regina arches into him on a particularly hard grind, her walls clamp down, gripping his cock within her soaking walls, prying his orgasm from his body and she falls into her own, bucking and writhing in his grasp, clawing at his skin, his mouth sucking hard on her jaw, lowly desperate groans gritted through him as he pumps through her orgasm, feeling the liquid of her climax bathe him. He spurts, shooting his come inside her on a fourth and final thrust, gripping her ass tight in his hands, knowing he is probably leaving marks on the perfect skin.

The water laps around them as her legs drop to encircle his waist once more, leaning forehead to forehead, melding their breath together, he holds her. His lips can't help but find a bit more skin to kiss, along her cheek, to the corner of her jaw, slightly down her neck before coming back up to claim the lips that own him.

Regina hums into his mouth, carding her fingers wetly through his sweat ridden hair.

"So you're proud of me huh?" she chuckles, earning a light slap on the bum, one to which she lightly yelps, before arching a dark desired eye brow in his direction.

Robin smiles up at her, arms moving to hug her into his chest till there isn't a breath of space left between her still tied bikini top and beautiful exposed lower half on his own body.

"If you take us home, I'll show you just how proud I am"

She grins, grinding into his half hard erection "Well you are the teacher".

It takes her till next summer, but she is there, engulfed in the the ocean, smiling and laughing with her family, it feels perfect once more.