Thank you for all your lovely review! So I don't think we have many chapters to go until the end, I am thinking maybe three? But then I'll be starting the sequel which I still have to think up a name for, so if you have any suggestions, throw em my way.
I hope you are all still liking this and haven't given up on the story, I know it's long, but I really hope you are all enjoying it. I worry about these things, because if you aren't enjoying it anymore, I feel like I have failed you. :'(
Anyway, enough of my writer's anxiety. Lots of love, I hope you all enjoy and have a great weekend! xox
The week with the exchanges passed quickly, with them all spending time together, doing different things, things you couldn't do in England, Regina had taken the girls to Target and Sephora whilst Robin and the boys had gone to the beach. They'd had fun, but it hadn't seemed like they'd been there two minutes before they were gone again and the concentration was on finals.
Regina was freaking out, the stress was getting to her and she was dealing with it the only way she knew how, locking herself in her room and studying till her eyes hurt from reading too much. Currently she was horded over her desk, reading glasses on and pen in hand as she scrawled on a piece of paper, she was doing a timed practice essay, trying to remember all the stuff she learnt at the beginning of the year, reading over things she had learnt even before she met Robin! That seemed so long ago, how did they expect her to remember? She was just so glad she had been keeping up with revision through the year, otherwise now she would be screwed.
She was sat cross legged on her chair, wearing a baggy jumper and some lounging shorts, with her hair pulled up into a scruffy bun on top of her head. She'd started off by listening to calming music and having scented candles, hoping that they might calm her somewhat, but they hadn't, they just made her annoyed and she'd had to blow them out, turning of the music at the same time before sitting in complete silence.
She was just writing the last word to the essay when the timer on her phone dinged and she dropped her pen, flexing her fingers, it wasn't good enough, she needed to write faster, needed the time to read over her answers after she'd finished. She took her glasses off and leaned back in her chair, staring at the ceiling as she rubbed her face. After sitting there for about a minute, she hopped up from her chair, whipping her paper and the question booklet off the desk and heading out of her room. "Mom?" She called walking downstairs, "mom?"
"In here," her mother called from the kitchen where she found her making some coffee, "I was about to bring you this and a couple of cookies."
"Thanks," Regina smiled, sitting at the breakfast bar as she dropped her paper down, "can you look at this for me please?"
"Another? How many is it now?"
"I'm not sure," she chuckled, the number of essays she'd had her mother mark that day had been a little ridiculous, she had nearly finished with all the past papers and there were a hell of a lot of past papers to choose from.
"Pass it here," she reached for the paper and passed Regina a coffee before sitting down beside her and picking up a pen, beginning to read the essay as she drunk her coffee.
Regina watched her mother, biting her fingernails as she saw her tick something and write a note in the margin. She hated having to sit there and wait to find out how she did, it was the worst part and she was really not looking forward to that when she had to wait for her real results, the results that would determine whether she went to the college she wanted to or not, that was a scary concept, her whole future rested on these exams, she needed to do well, needed to pass, more than that, she needed to ace them. "Mom."
"I'm reading as quick as I can, now stop moaning or I'll knock some marks off."
Regina scoffed and looked around the kitchen, furrowing her eyebrows, "has the wall always been that colour?" she asked, standing up to get a closer look, before taking a carton of orange juice from the fridge and pouring it into a glass, still staring at the wall.
"Regina."
"What? I can't remember it being that colour."
"Watch where you're pouring."
"Oh," she looked back at to the glass and noticed she had sploshed a little onto the counter, but that was easily fixed and she was coming to sit back down again. "Still don't remember that colour."
"What colour did you think it was?" Cora asked, glancing up at her and casting her a look which told her she was being stupid.
"I don't know, I just didn't think it was grey."
"Yes, Regina, the wall has always been grey."
"Since when?"
"Regina, I am trying to mark your paper, do you want it back or not?"
"I want it back," she huffed, tapping her pen on the counter as she tried not to watch her mother, it only made her worry, wondering what she could be possibly writing in certain places, "I swear that wall hasn't always been grey."
Her mother dropped her own pen now and turned to stare at her, "get out."
"What?"
"Go and sit in the living room, I will bring this to you when I'm finished."
"Mom," she moaned, rolling her eyes.
"Don't mom me, now go, I can't concentrate with you being over energised beside me. I only made you two coffees." Cora shook her head, "I have no idea how you got like this."
"I'm nervous," she sighed, "plus, dad might have brought me a coffee, and Zelena, and Alex at one point, in fact I think I got one for myself too."
"Oh no, Regina, go and sit in the living room."
"I'm going," she huffed. She'd had too much coffee and apparently, it was all wanting to kick in at once, she slumped down on the sofa and looked around the room tapping her feet on the floor, this was a waste of time, she could be doing other things, revising another topic. She began humming to herself as she looked out of the window and saw Alex's car pull up. She hopped out of her chair and bounced straight out of the door before jumping at her sister's fiancé, "Ali, Ali, Ali," she squealed as she hugged her.
"Whoa, someone's buzzed," Alex chuckled hugging her back and walking with her inside the house, as they moved to the couch and sat down, Regina flopping right beside her, not relinquishing her grasp on her, "how much coffee did you have little sister?" She asked, placing a hand on her knee to stop it from bopping up and down, "or are you drunk? Do I need to tell Cora you've been drinking?"
"No," she scoffed rolling her eyes, "don't tell her that. I had too much coffee."
"How much is too much?"
"Hmm, six cups in two hours, with an extra shot of caffeine."
"Holy shit," Alex laughed, "no wonder you're bouncing off the walls."
"I know," she breathed, wincing a little, she hadn't even thought about how many she had been drinking, it had just kinda happened, the drink had been there so she had drunk it, now though she was really feeling the effects and she swore she had never felt more awake than she did at that minute. She danced her feet and cast a glance through to the dining room, trying to see into the kitchen and failing. "Mom!"
"Stay Regina."
"What am I a puppy that you're trying to house train?" she tutted, looking at Alex as she shook her head.
"No a puppy would be quieter and cost less," her mother called back and she could hear her laughing in the kitchen.
Standing up, she moved off the couch and kissed Alex's cheek playfully before hurrying into the kitchen and flinging her arms around her mother, leaning her chin on her shoulder, "mom," she whimpered, pretending to make puppy noises. She could see that her mother was trying to be serious, but she wasn't fooling anyone, the way her lips tipped in the corners gave her away, "mommy."
"What?" Cora asked, raising her eyebrows at her daughter.
"I woof you." Her mother cast her the strangest look she had ever seen and Regina couldn't help the little giggle she let out, "come on, I woof you ," she hugged her tighter, before landing a wet kiss on her cheek and continuing to kiss her face.
"Regina!" Cora laughed moving out of her seat as she reached around and grabbed her, hugging her back.
"Don't you woof me mommy?" Regina smirked as she looked up at her.
"I do, I love you very, very much," Cora's expression turned serious as she tilted her head at her and brushed her hair behind her ear. Regina furrowed her eyebrows, the buzz from the coffee dying down a little all of a sudden as she simply stared at her mother in slight confusion at the change of tone. Cora cupped her face gently and stroked her cheek, "my beautiful girl."
"Mom? What is it?" She whispered, where was this conversation going? She had a feeling that her mother was about to go all soppy on her and if there was one thing Cora Mills wasn't, it was soppy. She didn't show her weaknesses, certain feelings were never displayed and that was a trait Regina worried she might have picked up from her, but as it turned out, it hadn't lasted on her, it had its faze and bubbled out, probably to do with Robin literally tearing her walls down and then some. He brought out a side to her that she didn't even know existed until she met him, something she never thought possible.
"Nothing, I just want you to know that I love you that's all," she breathed, her eyes welling with tears, "I am so proud of you Regina , of how far you've come."
Regina smiled and hugged her tighter, "thank you," she whispered closing her eyes as she held her. Inhaling the familiar scent of her mother's perfume, she buried her face in her shoulder as Cora ran her fingers through her hair.
"You're all grown up, about to take finals, going to college, I'm going to lose my baby," she breathed, her hands skirting down her back as she hugged her.
"What? No, mom no, you're not going to lose me," Regina shook her head, pulling back, her hands clasping around her mothers, was this what it was all about? Her mother worrying that she was going to lose her when she went away to university? Why hadn't she said something before now? She had been so eager for her to go to a great school, one where she was going to receive an amazing education, the best education, what happened? No, she was acting as though she didn't want her to go at all.
"I know, but you're going away."
"Hardly," she chuckled, "mom I'm going to Boston, It's literally a three-hour drive from here."
"I know, but three hours is a long time."
"And I thought it was going to be Robin's mother who cried because we were going away." Regina smirked.
"Don't tease me," Cora scoffed, pulling away and sitting back down at the kitchen island, "it's a bad habit teasing people when they get upset over something."
"Oh mom, you know what I meant, I thought you were the one who asked why I wasn't going to Harvard."
"Now you are."
"Now I am, hopefully," she sighed, "I don't know if I've done enough to get in."
"You applied to Boston too though didn't you? That's where Robin is going."
"Yes, I just, I feel like if I don't get into Harvard, I'm letting you down." She sighed, so maybe she hadn't confessed that before, both her mother and father were highly successful, Zelena was working with Henry at his law firm on an internship before she finished her course at the end of the year. She didn't want to be that one person who didn't achieve as well, she had a lot to live up to.
"Regina, you could never let me down, look at me," she tilted her chin and looked her straight in the eye, "I don't care which university you go to as long as you are happy. Plus, from this essay, I don't think you have anything to worry about with grades," she smirked, picking up the essay and passing it to her. "Full marks and I was being hard on you."
"Really?" she grinned, looking down at her essay and back up to her mother, "do you really think that I can do it, get into Harvard?"
"They have already given you a place, it's conditional on your grades."
"I know, but…"
"You will get the grades and if you don't Boston university is a great school, whatever happens," she smiled, stroking her cheek gently, "knowing that you did the best you could is what matters the most."
"Wow, what a hope speech," Regina sniggered, "I didn't know that you singed up with Robin's mother to be part of the commission."
"Actually, I am going out soon." Cora stated, standing from her chair and taking her half-finished cup of coffee with her, pouring what was left of it down the sink and rinsing out her mug before placing it in the dishwasher.
Regina furrowed her eyebrows, that was sudden, her mother hadn't even mentioned going anywhere, "where are you…"
"I am meeting Caroline and we are going for drinks."
"What?" That was odd, why would she be wanting to go for drinks with Robin's mother? Did those drinks contain alcohol? Whatever they were drinking, they didn't really have much reason to, unless they were talking about their children behind their backs, something she wouldn't be surprised about, she knew both her own mother and Caroline were worried about her, but there was no need for them to be, none at all, she was better, she knew she was better, she felt as through a massive weight had been lifted and that was something she was so grateful for. Knowing that she could go for a slumber party at her friend's house without having a panic attack or nightmares was a huge relief.
Still though, there was the threat of relapse, triggers, something that could risk throwing off the balance again, that was something she really didn't want to happen, not when she and Robin had been trying so hard to get her PTSD under control.
"Regina, I can have friends you know," Cora scoffed.
"I know, it's just…"
"Caroline and I have become quite close."
"How?" Regina asked, picking up her orange juice and sipping it steadily.
"Our children are dating Regina, it tends to happen. Don't worry, we're only talking over colour schemes for your wedding..."
Regina practically sprayed her drink across the room as she began choking, "you're doing what?" she spluttered.
"I thought you'd like that one," Cora laughed, "I think you better clean that wall now don't you dear, it's grey not orange."
"Oh ha ha, very funny," she huffed, wiping the orange splatters off the wall, "I'm sure it used to be a cream colour."
"Cream?"
"Yes," she nodded.
"Regina, this kitchen has and always will be painted grey."
Regina shook her head, "what if someone decided to paint it another colour?"
"Like what?"
"Oh I dunno, lime green."
"You paint my kitchen lime green and I will insist the décor for your apartment be that colour."
"Ha! So that's what you're doing, you're planning our apartment," she narrowed her eyes at her mother. She and Robin were getting an apartment which was in between her uni and his, considering they were literally a twenty-minute drive from each other, "I thought Robin and I were allowed to do that ourselves."
"You are, but who is paying for this apartment?"
"Good point," she chuckled, "go ahead, paint it lime green," she smiled, "I'll just get Robin to paint over it."
Cora shook her head, "right, I am going to be late for meeting Caroline for drinks, I need to get ready first."
"Where are you going?" Regina asked casually, trying to ascertain what sort of meeting this would be, whether it would be coffee and a catch up or sangria and dancing.
"We're going to the new bar that opened in town, Aesop's Tables."
"Oh," Regina nodded, a cocktail bar? "Well I think I am going to go and get some more studying done, love you have a good time. Do you know what time daddy is back?" Regina added, knowing that as soon as he had given her the coffee earlier that day, her father had gone away on business and stated that he might have to stay in NYC if he couldn't get back home for a decent hour.
"Yes, he rang and said that he didn't think he would make it home tonight, that he would probably be here in the morning."
"I see, well, let me know when you are going out."
"I will, don't wait up," Regina watched her mother walk upstairs to get ready. What was going on? Her mother Cora Mills was going out drinking on a Saturday night? Something was seriously amiss, she never went out and when she did she certainly wasn't drinking. The words don't wait up hadn't ever been uttered from her lips, but apparently tonight was the night where that changed.
Cora had gone out at about half eight and now Regina was sat alone on her bed flicking through a text book, Alex and Zelena were going out in an hour or so, probably to some club in Portland, knowing them they would crash at a friend's house closer by instead of trekking all the way back to Storybrooke which was a good hour's drive. That meant that she would have the house to herself and she didn't know how she felt about being completely alone yet, it made her feel vulnerable and that wasn't something she was fond of.
She knew what she needed to do, switch to chemistry revision and get someone to come over and help her with it. Grinning she reached for her mobile which had been on do not disturb, she noticed a message from Robin and a few snaps from Jefferson. Quickly opening them she saw J pull a stupid face, apparently, he had been sending her them all day, moaning that he was bored, he obviously wasn't getting much revision done.
Robin had been finishing off some major pieces of coursework and they were the best things she had ever seen, she absolutely loved them. His text simply read: 'Hi beautiful, hope studying is going well, I have something to tell you, so hopefully see you tonight. :) Love you. Xox'
She smiled and clicked on contacts before tapping on his and dialling, holding her phone to her ear against her shoulder as she tried to neaten some of the papers that were on her bed. The last thing she needed was them getting messed up with other subject notes and considering all hers were immaculate and tailor made to each subject, them getting mixed up was her worst nightmare at this point.
"Hey babe," Robin's voice sounded through the phone.
"Hi," she chuckled, "so I think I'm in need of a study buddy and I thought maybe my lab partner might want to come join me, maybe you can ask him for me."
"Oh I can ask him and I think he'd be pretty happy to come over."
"Good, don't forget to tell him to bring his books."
"I wouldn't dream of it," he laughed before slipping out of third person, "I just need to finish this little section."
"That's fine," she smiled, it was nice talking to him because she had been cooped up in the house all day, not really socialising with anyone, her nose had been stuck in her history text book since she got home from Robin's and the stables, at ten that morning, it was now nine at night which meant she had been at it for eleven hours solid without much of a break. "How's it going?"
"Good yeah, it's great. How's history going?"
"It's okay," she rolled her eyes, "yeah it's fine, but I just want to get onto chemistry now and thought I might as well ask you to come over. I've missed you today."
"Me too."
"In your text you said you had something to tell me?"
"I do, but I want to tell you in person."
"Okay then, I suppose I'll see you soon."
"Yeah, love you."
"Love you too."
"Bye."
"Bye." She shut off her phone and hopped off the bed to place her history books on her desk. She sat down and removed her chemistry book instead; she had just begun to read over the page when an annoying voice sounded and she closed her eyes before looking at the door.
It swung open and Jefferson walked in, "Gina."
"What you doing here?" She scoffed playfully before smirking at him and looking back to her work, scribbling some notes in the margin.
"I came to see you," Jefferson quipped, moving over to her and perching on her desk.
"Why?" She rolled her eyes before grinning as he kicked her. "Someone's been bored today."
"Yeah everyone's studying," he groaned.
"Hmm, probably because finals are in literally two weeks," she pointed out, "are you telling me you haven't done any studying?"
"I can't study," he moaned leaning back on his hands, "I don't know where to start."
"How about you start at the very beginning, it's a very good place to start."
"Don't you quote the Sound of Music at me," he tutted, causing her to let out a loud laugh as she shook her head and glanced up at him, not being able to stop herself from laughing at the look on his face.
"Why don't you go climb a mountain somewhere," she flung back, raising her eyebrows at him in challenge.
"Don't use this movie against me," he narrowed his eyes at her and tapped his foot against her knee.
"Hey you, stop kicking me," she complained, "you're sitting on my notes, get up," she cast him a less than impressed look, "Jefferson! Get up, do you know how long I have been working on those?"
"No, but I'm sure you're going to tell me."
"Oi you, shut up, just because you don't do any work," he didn't, he was one of those people who just breezed by and still managed to get half decent grades. He just said that he wanted to be an actor and he didn't need good grades to do that, he was already top of his class in drama, in fact top of the school and there was no way that he wouldn't get a place on whatever course he applied for after they saw him perform. "So why are you actually here?"
He scoffed and shuffled off her desk, allowing her to neaten up the papers he had been leaning on, "I am here to show you something!" she clapped, jumping up and down on the spot, causing her to turn and cast him a funny look.
"What?"
"This!" He hurried over to her speakers and plugged his phone in before a song played out loud, blasting through her bedroom as Jefferson began to sway to the music, "Harry's new song! Regina! It's Harry Styles' new song!"
She grinned at him and shook her head as he began singing along with the track, she knew he was going to be excited about this new release, he was literally in love with Harry Styles and said that once finals were over, he was dragging her to the cinema to watch the film he was staring in, she would go with him because that's what best friends did, that and it was a history film and she just happened to be interested in history.
"Just stop your crying, it's a sign of the times, welcome to the final show, hope you're wearing your best clothes. You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky, you look pretty good down here, but you ain't really good. We never learn, we been here before. Why are we always stuck and running from, the bullets? The bullets? We never learn, we been here before. Why are we always stuck and running from, the bullets? The bullets?"
She shook her head and let him continue his little performance as she opened to a certain page and began working out some chemical equations. Then he was trying to pull her up out of her seat and she shook her head, "nope, not dancing with you."
"Oh come on Gina, where's my fun best friend?"
"Your fun best friend is in hiding until she knows that finals are over and she revised as much as she possibly could to get into Harvard."
"Urgh, but revising is boring."
"Go complain somewhere else," she groaned, "Robin is coming over in a minute."
"What?!" Jefferson scoffed, his mouth dropping open, "how come he gets to be here and I have to go home?"
"Because, he is coming over to study," she drew out the last word and shook her head, "unlike you who just came here to annoy the hell out of me."
"I didn't! Cheeky bitch, I came here to see how your revision was going, and to give you a break." He shrugged.
"Take a rain check, I have all this to finish first," she gestured to the pile of stuff on the desk.
"Fine, I'm going," he huffed, unplugging his phone, "grumpy grinch."
"Who you calling grinch?" she glared at him.
"You, you're a grumpy ginchy bitch," he snapped, before leaving the room.
She watched him go and furrowed her eyebrows, had she actually upset him? Surely not, he was thick skinned and could take a little of her sass, but all the humour had seemed to slip from the conversation and she was genially worried that she had gone too far. Sighing she stood up from her chair, "Jefferson!" She shouted, running from the room and down the stairs, seeing him walking out the door. "Jefferson wait!" He stopped and turned around as she ran up to him. He looked genuinely pissed at her, "hey, I'm just stressed J, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." She whispered, looking down.
He laughed and she looked up seeing a massive smirk on his face, "there's my revision for the day."
"What?" she narrowed her eyes at him as he continued to chuckle away to himself.
"Apparently, my acting skills are still on point."
"You jerk!" she smacked his arm, "I thought you were genuinely angry at me," she shook her head.
"I know you're stressed Gina, but I really was only trying to help," he stated truthfully.
She smiled at him and hugged him, "thanks J, I know you were," she chuckled, "I'm not a grumpy grinchy bitch am I?"
"Not all the time," he sniggered, giving her a quick squeeze, "just some of it."
"Really going to make comments like that when my knee is so close to your dick?"
"No, what I meant to say was, you're an angel, a beautiful queen."
"Compliments will get you everywhere," she grinned at him, scrunching up her nose playfully as she pulled back. She was just glad that he wasn't actually annoyed at her, she hated it when he was.
Suddenly his phone buzzed and he pulled it out of his pocket, his eyes scanning over something on the screen before they went wide and he bean literally bouncing up and down, "oh my fucking god! No way! No way!"
"What?" she grinned seeing the excitement etched across his features, "J what is it?"
"Look! Look! Harry Styles is going on tour!"
She laughed and rose her eyebrows, seriously? Was that what caused the over the top reaction, she knew Jefferson like Harry Styles, but that was ridiculous. "That's exciting."
"I have to get tickets! I have to."
"Then do."
"Will you come with me? Please! Please!"
She looked at her best friend and nodded, "sure, I'll come with you," she shrugged, it would mean a lot to him, even if she wasn't as big of a fan as he was, she was going to go with him.
"Thank you! Thank you! I love you!" He kissed her cheek and pulled back, "I'm going to go home and tweet about this!"
"Okay you do that," she chuckled, watching as he began running down the street. She loved that idiot and especially loved making him happy.
It was around half nine when Robin turned up, Zelena and Alex had gone and she was simply laying on her bed with her head stuck in a chemistry book.
Opening the door, he saw her laid there her bare feet brushing her bum as she stared intently at the book in front of her, "knock knock," he chuckled. He had missed her, always did on days like these, but he knew how dedicated she was to her studies and therefore knew not to disturb her on days like today, where she had specified that she was going to be having a study binge. It had given him the chance to catch up with some of his own work and get some painting done, now though he wanted to spend some quality time with his girl, but apparently, she had other ideas.
She turned her head to see Robin standing leant against the door frame, dressed in blue sweatpants and a plain while t-shirt, with his travel bag slung over his shoulder. She grinned at him and sat up, "why hello there."
"Hey," he rose his eyebrows as he began to walk over to the bed, dropping his bag by the side of her bed before moving up and wrapping his arms around her waist. "I bet you've been having fun today."
"Not really no," she smirked, bopping her nose against his playfully, "but I think it's about to get better."
"Oh, you think?" He asked, one hand coming up to brush her hair behind her ear.
"Hmm," she nodded, her bottom lip coming between her teeth as she placed her arms around his neck, he leant in and was about to kiss her when she spoke again, "you brought your chemistry book didn't you?"
"My chemistry book?"
"Yeah, I told you to bring it and that I needed a study buddie."
"Oh, I thought that was just your way of telling me to come over for other types of chemistry, mainly ours." Was she seriously wanting to carry on studying, she'd been at it all day, how could she possibly have the room in her brain for all that information without going crazy? "Don't you think you've been doing it for long enough today?"
She looked at him and sighed before pulling back, "you're right," she breathed, "you are, I just, I want to do well and I need to make sure I remember all this information and it's a lot." She sighed, letting out a tired laugh. The caffeine high from a few hours earlier had most certainly worn off.
"It is," he agreed, beginning to pile the books up carefully, making sure not to mess up any of her papers, before he moved them over to her desk, "but you have a couple more weeks before finals and I think you deserve a little chill time," he grinned, walking back over to her, his hands making purchase on her hips. "I think I know a way I can take your mind off studying for a while," Robin stated, playing with the elasticated waist on her pants.
"You can?" She liked the sound of this and if she thought about it she could totally be in the mood for what he was suggesting, "well, I think you better do that then hadn't you."
"Hmm I think I better," he pulled her closer, before pressing his lips to hers for the first time that day, tasting a slight hint of coffee and apple. She moaned, opening her mouth to him as she kissed him back, desperate for him to deepen the kiss, for him to give her more.
When the need for breath was too much she pulled back and opened her eyes to look into his, "we definitely have better chemistry," she quipped.
"Of course we do." He began kissing her again, his hands coming to her sweatshirt as he moved her back, laying her down on the bed below him.
She ran her hands up his back, her legs parting to allow him to situate himself between them, his fingers were skimming across the skin of her lower abdomen gently, she had to break the kiss as she broke out into a little fit of giggles, "you're tickling me."
"Sorry," he chuckled, his hand stilling as he flattened his palm over her stomach, pressing against it gently as he just stared into her eyes. God she was just so god darn stunning, it did things to him seeing her like that, looking so beautiful and dorky at the same time. She had no makeup on and she had clearly thrown her hair up into the bun on her head, but it was hot, there was no denying that.
"What are you doing?" she whispered, her fingers skimming over his hand as she watched him. His blue eyes were sparkling as he stared at her in adoration, love flowing from him.
"I just want to look at you for a minute."
"Okay," she sniggered, "look away. I don't think that I look anything special, but you can look."
"You always look special, because you are," he breathed, his fingers moving again as he brushed over her skin, drawing swirly patterns over her stomach.
"So are you," she smiled, her fingers coming to card through his hair. They stayed quite for a while, just basking in the feel of being so close, before suddenly that silence was broken by Regina's stomach letting out a loud rumble.
"My god I felt that," he laughed shaking his head.
"I bet you did," she giggled, "I think I need to go eat something."
"Okay, what do you want? Shall we order some food?"
"Have you eaten?" she asked as he moved from on top of her to sit beside her.
"I have, but apparently, you haven't," she probably hadn't eaten anything, he knew her and once she was absorbed in something, she forgot basic needs, such as food.
"I ate a little, mom made me," she shook her head, "but it was a small sandwich a couple of hours ago," she hadn't been very full, but she also hadn't been very hungry either, now however she really could eat something.
"Come on, let's get you fed."
"Ooh are you going to cook for me?"
"Hmm, I'm going to teach you how to cook something."
"What?" she looked at him, "what are we going to cook?"
"How about something with pasta."
"I could eat some pasta," she nodded, standing up and taking his hands, "come on then, let's go."
Half an hour later she had eaten her pasta and was now sat at the kitchen island sucking on frozen strawberries as Robin watched her, "why are they frozen?" Robin asked, feeling extremely turned on by her actions.
"I freeze them for smoothies," she shrugged her shoulders, picking another one out of the pack, "but to be honest I eat more than I drink," she laughed, placing the tip of the fruit in her mouth and swirling her tongue around it, "mmm."
"That good?" he asked, leaning an elbow on the counter and leaning closer to her.
"Yes, try one."
"I'd rather try something else."
"Someone is horny today," she laughed, purposely moving the berry in and out of her mouth, licking it.
"Can you blame me little miss seductive." She was doing it on purpose, she knew what it was doing to him and he was so close to literally throwing her over his shoulder and carrying her to bed.
"No." She was about to suggest that they went back up to her room when she remembered something, "what was it that you needed to tell me?" she asked.
"Oh, how did I forget," he stood up a massive grin coming onto his face, "you aren't going to believe this."
"What?" she swallowed the rest of the strawberry as she gave him her full attention, "what is it?"
"I got a scholarship." He confessed, waiting to see what her reaction would be, because he had barely even begun to take it all in yet.
"You what?" she asked, her eyes widening a little as she left her seat.
"I got a scholarship."
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Robin, that is amazing!" she gushed throwing herself at him and hugging him tight, "how come, I mean I thought they'd already given out all the scholarships?"
"Well apparently, someone recommended me to the university and they are giving me a scholarship for excelling in my subject."
"Oh wow, Robin I am so proud of you, I really am."
"Thank you," he grinned, kissing the side of her head as he pulled back to look at her face.
"I really am so happy for you," she smiled kissing him quickly. But that one kiss wasn't enough, she needed more and suddenly her arms were flinging around his neck as she pulled him closer, kissing him deeper. "Can I give you something other than a scholarship?" she breathed, "something better than a scholarship," she breathed.
"Ooh I think I would like that," Robin nodded, kissing her back as his hands pulled at her sweatshirt and took it along with her vest top off her body and dropped them to the floor, revealing her bare breasts to him. He cupped them and she moaned into his mouth, "no bra?"
"Didn't need one," she gasped as he squeezed and began toying with her nipples.
"I want you," he rasped, his voice deep and sensual.
"Here?" she breathed.
"No ones home," he pointed out, "not gonna be for a while."
"True," she nodded, kissing him back as she pulled him with her, their lips not parting for anything except from his shirt that was quickly dropped in the kitchen doorway. They were touching each other everywhere, their lips and tongues colliding, it was hot and messy and just all together perfect.
Once on the landing, Robin went for her pants, pushing them off her hips, he didn't think that he had been more turned on before in his life, he just needed to be inside her and the less layers they were wearing, the closer they were to that becoming a reality. She stepped out of the pants and went to his as they quickly joined hers on the floor and he backed her up against the door to the sitting room.
Regina reached blindly for the handle and pushed it down as they both fell into the room wearing literally their underwear and nothing else. She used one hand to guide her to the sofa, her eyes still closed and lips still locked with his, "I need you to fuck me," she breathed, pushing him down onto the couch their lips reluctantly moving away from the others. "right here," she removed her panties and straddled his lap. So apparently sucking on that strawberry and baring witness to his reaction had worked her up more than she thought it had. "And I want you to talk dirty to me."
"You do?" he groaned as she sat literally on top of his erection, pressing her naked hot wet core against his boxer clad cock. How the hell had he be become this turned on in such a short space of time. Maybe it was the thrill of them having the house to themselves which was sending them both a little crazy, but all he knew was that he wouldn't be satisfied until he got what he wanted, which was her screaming in pleasure as she came hard around him, her walls clenching his cock, begging him to come along with her.
"Yes, please," she breathed, she was going to fuck him in her living room on the couch, geez, they hadn't even done it in her bedroom yet, but god she was going to have him right now, she needed him.
"I want you so badly, I want to feel you," he whispered, his hands running over her back and coming down to her core as he parted her folds, "god you're soaked, so wet Regina," he rubbed her clit a couple of times and she moaned, her lips coming back to his before he pushed a finger inside her and she faltered, pulling back.
"Mmm, feels good," she nodded, warmth beginning to spread through her limbs, "more, I need more."
"What do you want?" he asked, one hand stimulating her, the other drawing small patterns across her lower back.
Her fingers skimmed down his chest, swirling across his muscles as she came to his boxers and pulled them down, flinging them across the room so she had access to his cock, she ran her thumb across his tip before tugging lightly, "I need this, want this inside… me… now."
"Are you going to come for me?"
"I will, I need his though," she breathed, staring into his eyes as hers narrowed slightly and she struggled to keep them open due to the pleasure that was beginning to flood her. Then his fingers stopped and she groaned in protest, "Robin…"
"I thought you wanted something else," he quipped, casting her a cheeky grin.
"I do," she nodded, "I do."
He chuckled and ran his member through her folds a couple of times, coating himself in her arousal, making sure to brush across her clit as he did so, earning a low moan from him each time. He looked into her eyes, before positioning himself at her entrance, she lifted up a little before sitting back down on him, taking him inside her to the hilt.
She leant back and closed her eyes, "oh god, you feel so good."
"So do you," his hands came to her hair as he removed the hair tie and she shook her head, her hands fisting in it before she placed them on his shoulders, his going to her ass.
"How would you like it?" she asked, "slow or fast?"
"Surprise me," he chuckled, pressing his lips to hers as she made her first movement, she was so tight around him and it felt like heaven, he could feel her stretching around him, making room for him to fill the space inside her.
She ground against him, keeping him deep, her eyes flickered shut as she rotated her hips and shuffled so that she could press her breasts to his chest. They hadn't done it in this position before, but it felt so good, she could almost scream, his hands were helping her move, guiding her
She picked up the speed and moved so that he slipped out a little, before she ground back down on him, earning noises of pleasure from the both of them. "You're so tight babe, so warm," Robin groaned, his fingers stroking her ass then back to her waist, before slipping to her upper thighs where he pulled her securely against him. "You feel so good around my cock."
"Ooohh," she moaned loudly as he bucked up into her, sounds of skin slapping together echoing through the room as they both got completely lost in each other, in wanting to make the other come with them, "I'm close, Robin!" She cried, her forehead dropping to his shoulder as she continued to move and one of his hands snuck around to her clit, "oh yes! Robin!"
Suddenly there was a loud noise from the hallway and her head shot back up again as she stilled in her movements, "what was that?" she whispered, looking at him in alarm.
"I have no idea," he shook his head, his arms securing around her, his breath fragmented and heavy from getting so close. He was still painfully hard inside her and really hoped that the noise wasn't anything because he needed to come so badly. "I don't think it was anything." He breathed, keeping the noise down, the room was lit by one lamp in the corner and he couldn't see anything on the landing as he craned his neck to look.
Then though, a light flashed on, "oh my god, someone's home," Regina breathed, a look of sheer panic coming onto her face. "What do we do? Robin?!" She stared at him, not moving from his lap, they were both going to be fried alive for this.
"Shushhhh," he pressed a finger to her lips and adjusted himself so that he could listen for any indication as to who it was. A loud laugh rang out through the house, followed by a snigger. "What the hell?"
"What?"
"That's my mum," he stated.
"No, no, that means my mom, my mom cannot catch us like this."
"I think there's a bottle in the cupboard," an over the top voice slurred.
"Then crack it open," the other laughed.
"Oh my god, they sound…"
"Drunk, my mother is drunk," Regina scoffed, her mother never drank so much she got drunk so what the hell was going on?
"Regina!" Cora's voice shouted, "Regina? I'm home."
She shoved Robin to lay down on the couch, before laying on top of him and closing her eyes, "maybe they won't come in here," she whispered.
"Regina! Come look at this stamp you get."
"Hmm, it's a rabbit and a hare," Caroline added.
"No…" Cora protested, hiccuping before carrying on, "it's a turtle and hare, from the story the turtle and the hare."
"You mean the terrapin?"
"No, the turtle, it's a turtle."
"No… I don't… Regina! What runs the race with the hare?!"
Regina sniggered and buried her head against Robin's chest, "they are sooo drunk. It's a tortoise," she muttered
"She's not here, I don't think she's here," Caroline whined.
"Urgh, Lina?"
"Hmmm? Caaraaa?"
"What the fuck is going on?" Robin furrowed his eyebrows, they were talking like a bunch of kindergarten children and he still hadn't had the chance to come yet, neither had Regina.
"Robin our clothes are…"
"What's that?" Robin's mother asked.
"I think they are trousers, but they aren't mine, are they yours?"
"I don't think I'm wearing trousers, I think it's a dress."
"Oh, yes, you are, it's a nice dress."
"Thank you, I like you're pant combo thingy."
"Why thank you Lina, now let's get another drinkypoo."
Their voices got quieter and Regina took a deep breath, "now we have to somehow get from here to the bedroom without them noticing us, not to mention picking up the trail we left behind." She hadn't even gotten her orgasm and she wasn't happy. She moved to get up off the couch and pulled Robin with her, she found her panties and pulled them back on before finding the throw that went over the sofa and pulling it around her.
"Hey what about me?"
"Come on," she whispered, grabbing his hand and pressing his front to her back as she walked with him towards the landing. They were about to run for it when the front door opened for a second time and she literally pushed him hard against the wall behind the door, moving so that they were squished behind it. They were well and truly screwed.
"I can't believe we got back so quickly."
Her heart sunk and she closed her eyes, no, out of anyone that was going to catch her, the person she least wanted it to be was her father. She was his little girl and she didn't want him knowing what she did, although he probably already knew, she didn't want him to have confirmation of that.
"I know we made good time."
"Fuck me," Robin breathed and she felt his head drop to her shoulder.
"Cora?"
"Henry!" They saw her look around the door so that she had literally a straight on view of them, but apparently she was more interested in her husband as she beckoned him to her, "come! We are having drinks!"
"Okay then, Cora are you…"
"I am perfect, come on! Can you answer me a question?"
"What?"
"What animal ran the race with the hare?"
"The tortoise?"
"Yes! That's it I knew it began with T. Lina it's a tortoise!"
"Oh," Caroline came to the door too.
"Caroline?" James cleared his throat, "what are you doing?"
"Having drinks with Cooooraa."
"Oh dear."
"It was funnn, we have a ship name! Do you know what a ship is Henry?" Cora asked.
"Ummm."
"CORALINE!" Caroline yelled, spiralling off into ta giggle, "that's us."
"Yes! Coraline," Cora laughed, bumping against the wall as she swayed a little, before she frowned, "I think I need to throw up."
"Oh dear, come on." Henry shook his head.
Regina grabbed Robin's hand and pulled him back into the living room as they hid in there instead, just waiting for the coast to be clear, "my dick is freezing," Robin whispered in her ear.
"So are my tits," she sniggered.
"Come on you, let's get you home," James stated, putting his arm around his wife, "I'll see you later Henry, hope she's not too rough."
"Me too, god me too."
As soon as the door shut and Cora and Henry had gone upstairs, Regina and Robin released a deep breath and turned to look at each other, "oh my god."
"Too close."
"Way too close," she agreed, "we are never doing that again."
"We didn't finish," he quipped, finding his boxers and pulling them on, glad for the extra covering.
"We can't be having that, can we, come on, let's go to my room and rectify this situation," she giggled.
They collected the rest of their clothes before sneaking back upstairs, agreeing to make each other come at least once and never try to have sex in the sitting room again.
