AUTHOR NOTES

Thank you to all of you who have stayed with this story. It's quirky, odd, and has several different relationships, not just the usual ships.

I'm sorry for the long chapters, but I wanted to get the basic structure out of the way. And thank you to those of you who have PM'd me with constructive criticism. I'll try to take the comments on board. Again, I'm new to this game!

This chapter has some fairly graphic and intimate sex scenes in it. It'll happen from time to time. I thought about splitting it into multiple chapters, but as there are some who don't want to read sex scenes, I thought it best to get this into one, longer, chapter you can bypass, if you prefer.

Thanks, Fiona.

The Earl of Locksley Inn - A first floor bedroom.

Merlin asked him to join him in a room upstairs, for privacy, to explain everything.

"So, let's get this right," said Killian, grimacing, "rather than the usual rather pleasant way of helping a lady get with child, I'm expected to release myself into one of these little cups?"

"It's called a flask, Captain, and I'm afraid so." Merlin couldn't quite hide the smile. "You see, it may take several attempts to get one of the ladies to successfully conceive. They haven't decided which of them wants to be the birth mother yet, and so, as you are intending to travel shortly, two or three samples would be required, to make sure. Just ejaculate into each of the containers. I suggest you do it in the room close to theirs, so we can administer the first dose. The other containers go into this larger flask, then we'll freeze the rest for use at the right time, under medical conditions. They can give me the remaining samples as soon as possible and I'll freeze them."

"And who said romance is dead?" he huffed, sarcastically.

"Yes, I know, it's all a bit mechanical but, looking on the bright side, Ruby tells me you would be willing to have a role in the child's life, if you and the child so wish? That's nice. Speaking as a father, that sounds like an added bonus!"

"Indeed. How many children do you have?"

"Living now? Four. Three girls and one boy. Of those that have passed over? Well, I've lived an awful lot longer than you. In my lifetime, I've had forty-six wives and one hundred and sixty four children."

"Bloody hell! That's a lot of birthdays!"

"It certainly is!" he chuckled. "But one of the great advantages of being of service to Zeus is that I get to see nearly all of them on occasion! It makes family gatherings an interesting experience."

"Forty-six wives? That's a lot of family rows! How on earth do you cope?"

"Except they're not on earth, are they? They're all now in a better place, a place where if we are lucky, most of us will end up and I can assure you there is no jealousy or fighting there. There is no ownership of others, a place of true peace and tranquility. Your soul is divisible, so you will be reunited with Milah, your brother, family, friends and past loves, together or separately, and everyone else you have known who has been worthy. It's a little hard to describe it, but true."

"Milah? That'd be something. I waited for her to appear from the River of lost Souls. I missed her," he grumbled.

"You didn't. Her soul drifted further downstream. She was actually rescued by her own son's intervention."

"Baelfire?" I don't believe it! I thought he'd moved on long ago?"

"He had. But finding out what happened to Henry, led him to try Zeus's patience a few times. Bae appeared in a dream to Emma to persuade her to turn back from rescuing you. But she didn't listen."

"She always was stubborn." Killian sadly recalled how she put her own family's life at risk to rescue him. A time when he, not Regina, was supposed to be her true love.

"Well, I've spoken to Baelfire several times since you entered the Underworld. He's still annoyed that she took Henry down there. Her family have no idea how close they came to being killed!"

"I think Emma saw it a little differently."

"Of course she did, she was in love with you. But parenthood is a sacred trust. The parent takes responsibility for the child, despite a teenager's wilfulness. She was the parent, he was the child. Bae was right - It was a foolish, unnecessary risk."

Killian wasn't sure how to respond so he said nothing. An uncomfortable silence hung in the air. Finally, he looked at the Sorcerer with a guilt expression. "So, I guess I still owe you an apology."

"Whatever for?"

"Killing you, of course! In Camelot. Crushing your heart…"

"That was Nimue, my dear chap! You were controlled and not responsible . As you can see, I didn't die. One of my 'shells' died, like one of the clones you saw Robin replicate in the park yesterday? You couldn't fight the Dark One's vengeance. Few can. If it had held on to Emma Swan much longer it would have consumed her too. Rumplestiltskin is one of the very few people I have ever found capable of containing it. Well...most of the time."

The awkward silence returned until eventually Killian stood up to leave. "So, what do I do now?"

"I guess you carry out your promise to Miss Gale and Miss Lucas, Captain." he chuckled. "Good luck with that."

Downstairs in the bar, the numbers were starting to dwindle, as many made their way back to Storybrooke after a pleasant, free evening of food and drink, some of the forest dwellers to their newly built houses to settle. After coming back down, Robin had stayed close to Caroline, not wanting to lose her again. His cousin sat by Victor Whale as Aurora had just finished telling them all about their brief time with Baelfire.

"Sad really. Neal was so brave, so humble. Such a terrible shame he never really got to know Henry."

"True," Robin agreed, "though from what Merlin tells me, he's even more of a hero in death. Apparently, he's basically been doing what Killian and I were doing with Arthur in our part of the Underworld, but on a much bigger scale. I hope he's at peace now."

Hearing Mulan failing to stifle a yawn, Philip stood, putting his arms around his wife and fiancée. "It's time we left, my love. You're starting to nod off."

"Not till we've asked Robin what we came to ask! The pregnant warrior stretched, trying to shake off her drowsiness. She looked at her lovers, both nodding to her to go on. "Rob, you're like a brother to me. You once told me to go where my heart takes me, and it finally led me back to these two." Philip kissed the top of her head. "We've talked about this and, well, the three of us would be honoured if you'd agree to become our next little one's godfather?"

He broke into a broad grin, standing and pulling Mulan in for a hug. "Mu, I'd be honoured! I'd love to play a small part in your family."

"Good. And one more thing," said Philip, "I also have another request. Rory and I are marrying this wonderful woman next month. I need a Best Man. You up for it, my Lord?"

"Definitely. But only if you promise never to use that title again!" he replied, now pulling him into a hug, slapping his back.

Regina walked down the stairs back to the main bar area, now empty apart from a dozen or so, including the little clutch surrounding Robin at the bar as embers died on the fire. A couple of the men were clearing up whilst he appeared to be hugging and saying goodbye to Mulan and Philip. "Robin! Could you come back up please?" she said, trying to prevent her voice betraying her nerves and anyone else noticing. "Emma and I still need to finish that talk."

"Of course," he said, before walking across to Rumple and Merlin to bid them goodnight. The Sorcerer seemed to have an odd smirk on his face as he looked up at the brunette now standing on the staircase. "Sleep well, Mrs. Swan-Mills." She nodded back. I really hate that smug look, she thought, turning as Robin joined her.

"I never got to finish my cognac." He whispered with a grin, as he lifted her hand gently placing it on his forearm to accompany her up the stairs. That's when he noticed the look on her face. Eyes avoiding his, reticent, slightly shy but above all, nervous. "Regina? You alright? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Robin, I'm fine. I'm just, well…" her voice stalling, as she brushed a lock of hair back.

"You're worrying me!" he said as they appeared on the landing, removing his arm and placing his hands on her shoulders. As almost a reflex, her own hands went to his waist. She lifted her eyes to his, looking into the blue pair. She felt the pull almost instantly, the urge to wrap his body around hers. The urge to kiss him. But she had to hold off.

"Emma and I have been talking and, well, there's something we've agreed on but, yes I'm nervous. Just listen to us and please…please don't judge me!"

It would have been so easy for him to use his new gifts to read her mind. But, after Emma, that would be a complete invasion. Nonetheless, having her almost in his arms now, he just wanted to wrap her up and bring his mouth down on those lips. "You know I'd never do that," he whispered, kissing her forehead, the light touch making her shiver.

She turned to their door, lightly knocking for entrance; something Robin thought odd, as it was her own bedroom for the night. Hers and Emma's. He heard a soft voice inside. "Come in."

As they walked in, the first thing he noticed were lit candles distributed all around the dressing table and vanity. Without even thinking, Robin apologised. "Sorry for the lack of electric light! Merlin said he's going to get us up and running with a generator tomorrow. He and Gold have it all planned out and he…"

His voice stopped at the second, far more surprising thing in the room than the candles. In the middle of the large bed, on her side, lay Emma Swan-Mills, wearing a sheer silk purple nightdress, and an odd smile. Her hair was down and she clearly didn't have a bra on. She looked so...feminine. In her hand, a large glass of the cognac he'd brought up earlier. "Hi babe. Hi Robin!" He assumed she'd clearly made herself look beautiful for Regina. But the blonde gave Robin a look that seemed out of character. Unknown to him, she was trying to appear sultry, but her nerves were betraying her. Regina recognised the look, and also Emma's innate sexiness, especially when she tried to be alluring but failed! Emma had always been a little tomboyish in public, but in the years since the pirate's death and their marriage, she'd made a conscious effort to be more feminine in her evening dress, foregoing the signature jeans and tops, to complement Regina rather than contrast with her. It was one of so many reasons why she loved her so much.

As she studied her, laying on their bed coquettishly, it was clear to Regina that in the few minutes she'd been gone to fetch Robin, Emma had used magic to poof one of the brunette's gowns, scent and makeup from the mansion before making herself up. Her long golden-blonde hair, even shinier than minutes ago, draped over her shoulder, on to the pillow. She looked stunning and, if Robin hadn't been beside her at that moment, judging by the look she was giving her, Regina would have launched herself on top of the younger woman and ravished her on the spot! However a small cough brought her back to her senses.

To Robin, it seemed obvious she'd prepared herself to seduce Regina. Though judging by the brunette's face, she hardly needed to. He'd never seen Emma look like this before. My god, she's beautiful! he thought to himself, and for a moment, felt envious. Envious of Emma, but also envious of Regina. Then, looking at Regina's face, her eyes darkening as she stood beside him, he felt out of place. Seeing them gazing longingly at each other, the former outlaw felt invisible, a gooseberry, unwanted and clearly interrupting what was likely to be a passionate evening for the pair of them.

"I'll be going," he coughed, feeling slightly embarrassed, turning to see himself out. "See you in the morning?"

At that, both women woke from their mutual admiration, turning to him. "No! Don't go, Robin…I…"

"You clearly need to be alone. It's fine."

But it was Emma who spoke. "I don't want you to go either!"

Robin looked at her, confused. Suddenly, Emma was up on her feet, and in front of him. "I said I don't you to go, either!"

Regina took his hand. "Robin, listen to me. Listen to what Emma and I have to say. Then make your own mind up."

Emma, no longer felt quite so confident. "Robin, it's about what we were talking about earlier. Well, Gina and I got talking…"

Regina took over. "Robin, you promised Emma and I that you wouldn't do anything to harm our marriage. I believe you. Emma said she would be willing to share me with you, though I also promised her I would never be unfaithful. However, if Emma…" she started to flounder. "…if we're, sort of, all in it together, then it's not like I'm being unfaithful, is it?"

Robin finally grasped what she was saying. "You're suggesting Emma being with us? Watching?"

"Well I have to admit, it sounds a little kinky when you put it like that…" Emma's cheeks pinked.

"Not quite what I meant," Regina breathed, smiling at the pair. "But yes, I do want us all together."

"Whaaaat?" Emma breathed. They were rapidly going to a place of no return! She'd just made herself look sexy for Regina, so she could see what she was missing while she was with him. But this was going somewhere else entirely.

"I want the three of us," she breathed. "Emma, I love you. Ever since that day in Archie's after Robin's death, I just knew. I will always love you. And Robin, it's taken me some time to assimilate this, but I know my love for you is still so very strong and, unfortunately, everything Emma has said is true. My time away from you is hurting me! But I can't bear the thought of hurting her. Either of you. So I want to take Emma's idea to a new level..."

"Maybe it's because I'm a mere man, but I need you to be specific here! Tell me what you want, Regina?"

The brunette's eyes darkened as she moved closer, taking Emma's hand as she looked up to him. "I would have thought that's obvious! Emma tries to deny it, but she was eyeing you up this afternoon, especially by the lake! I also saw the way you looked at her just now. So, to answer you, Robin, I want you to hold me. I want you to kiss me. I want you to have sex to me. But I also want you to do the same with Emma!"

Robin had understood what she'd been implying but, just hearing her lay it out like that, was more than a surprise. Though looking at an equally stunned blonde, he was definitely excited. Turning to face her, "Emma, how do you feel about this? Please be honest!"

Emma felt touched that he actually cared. "Honestly? Scared, excited and…" she said, glancing down at a definite bulge in his chinos that definitely wasn't there just now, "...a little horny!" Regina, seeing where Emma's eyes had drifted, was somewhat impressed herself. Her breathing grew heavier as Robin grew bigger. Realising that the two of them were still too nervous to make the first move, the former queen decided to act. As her left hand released Emma, travelling around her back and pulling her closer, her right went around Robin. "Robin, just kiss me?"

He didn't need to be told twice. He leaned over, tentatively dropping his lips on to hers, for the first time in five years. She welcomed them instantly, opening her mouth expectantly, awaiting his tongue. Sensing his hesitation, she instead drove her own tongue forward, to be greeted by his, sliding and coiling together in a wet embrace. She moaned. This is heavenly, she thought to herself, feeling the years slip away. What felt like seconds, was in fact almost a minute, before they both felt the rising wave, a pulse blowing out from between their joined lips.

Oh god, I've forgotten what a great kisser you are! Robin thought before the wave hit him, momentarily making his mouth pull back in shock. Instead of seeing his queen in a similar state, she was instead giving him one of the most lust-filled gazes he had ever seen. Fuck!

Pulling her head back but never letting go of the wife at her side. "Lovely. Now, would you please kiss Emma for me? Just like that?" Seeing a wide-eyed look from both. "I've imagined you two together since this morning. Robin, would you please kiss my wife?" His head slowly turned to face Emma, who was obviously just as nervous as him.

Emma, having just watched her wife have a full-on French kiss with her old boyfriend, within inches of her, wasn't sure how she felt. Jealous? Insecure? Now she's asking him to snog me? No way he's going to do that, the guy's far too stiff! Mind you… she thought, looking down below his waist, you could say that about something else, right now.

"Emma, you sure you're okay with this?" he whispered. She couldn't quite get the words out, so just nodded. He brought his face closer to the blonde's, before gently pressing his lips onto hers. Not as confidently as with Regina earlier, but tentatively, waiting to see whether she would respond. Regina watched them with bated breath, her face mere inches from theirs and unable to quite believe they were doing this! As she watched the kiss slowly develop between her current and former lovers, she couldn't help but feel the heat build between her thighs.

This was seriously turning her on!

Stepping back to look at them properly, Robin's right and Emma's left arms coiled around each other's back and shoulder as he gradually brought their bodies closer. Seeing the impressive, straining bulge in the front of his trousers press into Emma's nightdress covered stomach, she heard the blonde, now fully immersed in an open-mouthed kiss with Robin, moan at the sensation. As her cheeks flushed at the sight of the pair now starting to enjoy themselves, she felt Robin's left arm touch her lower back, pulling her in close.

Regina now missed being a part of the action. Bringing her left fingers up into her wife's long tresses, her right hand cupped the back of Robin's head as she held the two while their continued. Moments later, as Robin & Emma's lips finally broke apart to catch their breath, Regina seized her moment, turning the younger woman's head softly to seize her now swollen lips with her own. Emma had hardly caught her breath after the oral assault by Robin, and now Regina's tongue had urgently taken his place. Robin gasped at the unbelievable sight of these two beautiful women clutching and kissing, no, mauling, each other, in frenzied passion. Moments later, Emma broke her mouth away, turned her head and pulled him back on to her, their mouths interlocking once again. This time it was Emma dominating the kiss. Regina was now hot, aroused and ready for more!

Watching the now fully committed blondes engaged in a clear display of heated kissing, she couldn't resist any longer. Bringing her face closer to theirs whilst still holding the backs of their heads, she giggled, before forcing her tongue between their joined lips in the limited space available, to push it into Robin's mouth alongside Emma's. For the briefest of moments, less than a few seconds, the three wet tongues collided, clumsily, in a squashed, messy, sloppy kiss.

That's when the next, stronger, electrical pulse shot through them. And they all felt it!

The short burst of energy, the fizzing jolt to the temples, made all three heads pull back. Not in shock, in surprise. "Was that me again?" he asked, reluctant to let them go. "I'm sorry if-"

"It wasn't you, Robin, it was all of us!" She was about to explain what she thought the pulse was, when she saw Emma's hungry eyes. So, desperate now to prevent them stopping, she waffled and lied. "It's just our combined magic. It won't harm us in any way."

The next part went by in a blur to them all. More heated kisses, more hugs and the slow divesting of clothes into two little piles at the side of the large bed. Nobody would remember who pulled or pushed who onto the soft sheets, but within minutes the three lay clustered together in the centre of the bed, Regina in the centre with Robin on her left and Emma on her right, snuggled tightly in. Robin had been more self-conscious than the women, still leaving his boxers on, although they were straining at the sight of the two now entirely naked women before him. "Well, how do you want to do this?" Robin asked, but Regina already knew what she wanted.

The brunette rolled over on to Emma, forcing her thighs apart with her knees, before mounting her fully. She seized the blonde's mouth with her own before pulling back to gaze lustfully in to her eyes. "I want you to make love to Emma, Robin! I said I want her to have everything I have. To feel everything I feel. Everything," she breathed, never taking her eyes off Emma's.

Emma had been in a daze the last few minutes, overcome with so many weird feelings. Now, glancing across Regina to the man's broad chest and the now very prominent bulge in his shorts, her queen pulled her head around to face her, as she mounted her. There were few things more delicious than Regina, naked, on top of her. Then she heard the order. "Make love to Emma, Robin." She caught Robin's eyes, now in a very different light, his pupils blown, his gaze over her almost predatory as he rose, moving across Regina towards her. But there was still compassion as he caught her stare.

"You okay with that, Emma? We don't have to, if you're not sure! We can stop now, if you wish?"

She looked deep into those eyes. Piercing blue. He's beautiful. No wonder she's obsessed with him!

"I'm good," she said, seeing the lusting gaze in Regina that just seemed to build more fire inside her. "Don't worry, I'll say if I'm not…" she whispered.

At that, Regina rolled off her, onto her right side, before turning to face him. "I think someone's holding back!" she said, looking down at his boxers, removing them, with a deft flick of her fingers. At that, Robin's penis sprang dramatically from its prison. Regina gulped, and Emma's breath hitched. He's big! Not as long as some I've known but, god, it's so, so much thicker!

Sensing her nerves as he turned towards her, he whispered. "May I?" And with that, he kissed the former sheriff gently on her lips, before slowly working his own lips down her body. He stopped to kiss just below her ear, making her shiver. Moving across her shoulder, peppering kisses all the away. He reached her left breast, anointing her nipple with the flat of his tongue before grazing his teeth over the turgid bud.

Emma hissed loudly at the sensation, making Regina grin slyly. As Robin's head descended lower, Regina took the right nipple in her own mouth, sucking hard. "Oh god!" groaned Emma.

He continued a slow tortuous path, working gradually, at his own pace, towards his target. Emma's breathing stopped as his lips and tongue slid gently across her hip, coiling over her stomach before heading into her navel, lightly licking and kissing as she shivered. Pressing his nose gently in, he again slid further down towards her core, lips brushing lightly around, but avoiding her clitoris, before kissing the sides of the moist opening. Emma shivered, as she felt his hot breath over the centre of her vagina. Ever so slowly, he flattened his tongue against the opening, pressing harder and scraping the wet surface.

Regina had ever taken her eyes off him as he worked Emma, watching her wife start panting loudly as he seemed to almost devour her. It had been over five long years since she'd been on the receiving end of that talented tongue, and even after such a long time, she could still appreciate what Emma was going through. Hell I think I could come just watching them!

Gradually, Robin tilted his mouth upward, before moving his lips over the hooded clit, sucking the bud gently into his mouth. "Aaah! Ooooh…" she moaned at the pressure, a mixture of soft pain and ecstasy. Robin continued, now slowly Introducing his middle finger into her, then gently accompanied by his index finger as he lathered her clit with his tongue. Emma pulled Regina down on to her mouth, sealing her soft full lips with her own, to help silence the scream. Emma had never experienced a man properly go down on her before. Several had asked, but she had always declined, assuming, like many woman, that most men probably regarded cunnilingus as fairly revolting, and they'd only be willing to do it if it led to a reciprocal blow job. Killian Jones had offered many times but again, even with him, she'd declined, instead distracting him with many other delights. It had taken a fumbled evening with Regina to even open her up to the idea, as they experimented and learned how to satisfy one another. Together. However, Robin hadn't asked, but seemed to really know what he was doing down there! She didn't care whether he'd learned with Regina, Maid Marian, or the entire Boston Cheerleaders. This was bloody ecstacy and she was too close to coming to care!

Hauling Regina's body against her own, she screamed into her mouth, as an intense orgasm fired right through her. "Mnngghhh" came the muffled groan. To Regina, this was incredible. She'd just witnessed her former lover drive her current one into an orgasmic frenzy! Feeling incredibly wet herself, horny and in desperate need of relief, she eased herself over Emma's upper body again, seizing and squeezing before once again, sealing their lips together and driving her tongue in as deep as she could. As Emma's orgasm washed through her, Regina felt another blast of energy, the third, through her mouth, causing her to break away momentarily. "Fuck! That was, that was…" Emma panted, lost for words. Robin withdrew his fingers slowly, lightly kissing the opening before rising up on his knees to face the pair with a smugness he now found impossible to hide. But before he even had a chance to speak, Regina rose to face him. "Here, I want to taste her on you!" she purred, now latching her mouth to his and tasting Emma recognisable essence on his lips and tongue, before pulling back again.

It was over five years since she last had him in her bed, and Regina was now desperate to savour every moment. But not until her own Saviour was fully sated! Leaning across Emma, Regina wrapped her right hand fingers firmly around his uncomfortably swollen cock, before lowering her mouth over the dome, and sucking hard. Robin closed his eyes, tilting his head back in absolute bliss, as he felt her teeth graze down him, then opening them again to see Emma watching them intensely, her breath finally coming back. She'd assumed Regina would now want to take him for herself, and was more surprised to find the brunette now pull her lips off him, lowering her face down between her own legs, to where Robin mouth had just vacated, before flicking her tongue across the bud. Shit, that tickles! She rose again, still gripping Robin's penis and gently pulling him, shuffling, towards Emma's still parted thighs.

"Robin," her voice husky. "Emma's had the starter, but I think she needs the main course now?" Robin smirked at her. What on earth's she playing at? he thought, but said nothing. For him, the last few minutes had been too wonderful, too blissful, but he wasn't going to risk ruining it by making some stupid remark. After what he'd just experienced, he should have exploded by now! But instead he seemed to have more energy than ever and didn't find it too hard to contain himself, anxiously holding out until they were both fully satisfied.

Dropping on to all fours, Regina guided him ever closer towards Emma's centre, stroking the bulbous head across Emma's swollen labia. Again, Robin stopped, silently mouthing to Emma whether she was okay for him to enter. She was too far gone to refuse, now looking at the swollen purple head in Regina's hand, which she felt it lightly brushed through her lips. "Yes…yes, I'm good!"

And with that, Robin, still being guided by Regina, slowly eased himself forward, to move inside her. Emma gasped as she felt her body slowly receive him, adapting to his girth. It had been over five years since she'd had a man inside her, and the fullness she now felt was considerable. But nothing compared to the exquisite sensations running through her as he started to move gently in and out, sinking deeper each time. Robin also groaned in ecstasy, as he felt her squeeze down on him. Regina recognised the look on Emma's face and knew her second orgasm was close. Her right hand, having left holding Robin's manhood, was now busy working her into her own frenzy as she watched the scene in front of her. Robin was now aggressively ploughing in to Emma, her long legs wrapped around the back of him and her arms around his lower back, fingers and nails digging in, almost drawing blood. Regina was unbelievably turned on by the display, her own climax surely close. She whispered in her ear. "It's okay my love, let go! Come for him Emma, come for him, my darling. Come for me!" With gritted teeth, eyes now closed, and look of pain, or bliss, or painful bliss, etched on her face, Emma now screamed loudly into his face. "YES! FUCK, YES!" she bucked hard against him as the climax overtook her. "YEEEESSSS!"

Robin, although overwhelmed by the feelings from being within this beautiful, writhing blonde goddess under him, surprised himself by somehow managing to hold himself back from the edge, instead enjoying watching her ride out her orgasm as he continued pounding in. By now he would normally be well over the edge himself!

As she calmed, Regina moved across to envelop her wife in a deep kiss, wrapping her face in her hands. Robin smiled down at the pair, now completely engrossed in each other. Not wanting to interrupt them, he gently eased himself out of Emma, kneeling back to go and tidy himself. But as he started moving off the bed, a voice from below breathed.

"Robin. Stay. I need you now!" Regina, still with an arm around Emma, lay beside her in a similar pose. Robin smiled down at them before moving lower down the bed to prepare her. However, his former queen had other ideas. "No Robin, after that I'm too close - I need you inside me, now!"

Robin looked down at them, knowing that no matter how long he lived he would never experience a night so blissful. However, he looked down at his still very swollen organ, now covered in Emma's fluids. "I just need to clean myself up. Give me a moment…"

"No need. That's just my Emma on you! I'm more than happy to have her inside me. Always!"

Just hearing the words made his cock stiffen even more, if that were possible. "As you wish…" He then slowly positioned himself between her thighs, before lowering himself and easing the slick member between equally slick folds. "Ooooooohhh!" she groaned, as Robin entered. Oh god, it's good to be back! he thought, savouring the feeling of finally being sheathed in her once again.

The next hour went by in a haze of writhing passion and shared orgasms, as they all forgot themselves. The lust-filled trio becoming more emboldened, trying every position three people could. Robin had lost count of the number of times these astonishingly powerful, intelligent and beautiful women had come before him. However, he finally realised that he hadn't finally achieved his own climax! Was there something wrong with him?"

Downstairs, the last two visitors left the pub, leaving John and several new staff to clear up. Outside the entrance, Rumplestiltskin and Merlin were bidding farewell to each other for the night, having discussed a multitude of issues needing their own unique attention. Apart from Jefferson Hatter, Rumple didn't have anyone he could call a friend in Storybrooke. However, having now spent some hours with the man they called The Sorcerer, he felt he'd found someone he could truly respect. Was it because his powers possibly exceeded his own?

"A small question, if you'll indulge me? I'm curious about that small charm you put on the Swan-Mills women earlier. I detected several things. A fertility charm? You also used it on Locksley earlier. But there was something else in there, I thought?"

Merlin smiled back at the Dark One. "I forget how perceptive you truly are, Rumplestiltskin! Though it wasn't for fertility, it was for potency. I would never interfere with destiny. Think of it as a magical libido and stamina boost, just make life a little more…enjoyable. You know, sometimes fate needs a little shove!"

Back in the Master Bedroom, Regina was close to a fourth ripping orgasm as Robin ploughed into her once again. He seemed insatiable, though Regina was starting to tire. Nevertheless, the feeling of him once again buried deep within, was just too good. Emma was now on all fours over her, lowering herself gently on top of her wife as Robin, now standing at the edge of the bed and holding Regina's legs, continued to drive harder and harder into the brunette.

Emma, now squashed between them, forced her crotch down onto Regina's stomach, in a desperate attempt to get more friction as she saw her come apart. From behind her, she heard Robin's low growl into her back as he too seemed to be nearing the end. Finally!

Robin, after two hours of relentless driving passion and with a stamina he's never had before, finally felt his groin tighten spontaneously, his lower body spasming as it started to override the self-control he'd kept, determined to fully satisfy both of them before allowing his own release. So now, with a loud groan, he felt the hard pull from within as he finally came, deep inside.

"AAHH! Gina…Emma…I'm…aarrgghh!" Emma stopped for breath, stilling to look in to the eyes of her beloved lying under her, breast to breast as Robin came, deep within her. After the first burst of energy from his climax, he felt his balls relax momentarily as they prepared for that brief yet equally wonderful second spasm. In that moment, for reasons unknown, he felt an uncontrollable need to share this. Withdrawing himself from Regina, he tilted his still hard organ a few inches higher, rising to now push fully home into Emma, almost immediately releasing his final part of the climax, yelling once again.

Regina sensed the moment. After the best part of two hours of lovemaking, her wife now directly above her and pressing down, the two women looked silently at each other, their faces close, hot and sticky. After her final orgasm, Regina felt Robin remove himself from within her, feeling the loss momentarily before suddenly feeling Emma push forward slightly, down onto her stomach, a pleasant gasp and a look of surprise on her face, as Robin had clearly just now entered her. Listening to his groan from over her shoulder, Regina now pulled her head down to kiss her yet again, as Robin came inside the Saviour.

He stilled, gently pulling out of Emma,and lying on his back. Emma rolled off, to lie on her other side, slowly regaining her breath.

The three of them lay there, quite still, drawing breath.

As they lay silently in the candlelight, and realising what they'd just done, Emma started to feel overwhelming guilt kick in. What the hell was I thinking? She inwardly repeated to herself. She'd just experienced the most wonderful sex ever, with her wife and her former lover. All together. Now she started to feel dirty and…ashamed? She wondered whether this would be the final nail in her marriage. It was bad enough that he was gentle, kind, generous and Regina was in love with him. Now she discovered he was a wizard between the sheets too! How can she compete with that? How could Regina not want more?

She slowly rolled her head to see him lying the opposite side of Regina, eyes closed, with an odd satisfied smile on his face. It was too much. "Robin, you need to go!" She heard herself say, more harshly than intended. "You best not be seen here if Honour comes in!"

Robin, a little surprised by the sudden change in the blonde, looked across and before he could say anything. "Now. Please?" She demanded, feeling ashamed of herself.

Regina, lying in the middle, felt the instant tension. The change. Not sure how to react, she rested her hand on her wife's stomach, leaned up and before she could say anything, a voice on the other side spoke up.

"I understand," he sighed loudly, rising from the bed without argument. Sensing magic, Regina turned to see he had instantly clothed himself. Looking over the two still naked, exhausted women. "Goodnight ladies," he whispered, "Sleep well." And with that, he silently stepped out of the room, leaving Regina suddenly feeling downcast, an about turn from the wonderful hours of erotic bliss they all just experienced.

"Was that really necessary?" she harrumphed, irritated by Emma's tone. "We invited him in here, not the other way around!"

"Honour could come in! She's only next door…"

"Bullshit! I put a spell on that door when I soundproofed us; there's no way Honour or anyone else would have walked in!"

Regina realised Emma was clearly ignoring the question. So, huffing loudly, she flicked her fingers to magically cover herself in a set of warm cotton pyjamas, her mood now gone. She rolled to face away from the blonde, who was now clearly pretending to fall asleep. As her mind drifted to the feelings and sensations she'd just experienced, a tear rolled down her cheek.

Emma awoke the next morning, the sun beaming through the oak windows. After a fitful night's sleep, she turned over to find no sign of Regina. Groaning, she slowly rose to reach her phone. Five thirty? You've got to be kidding me? She's an early riser, but this is ridiculous!

Slowly lifting her feet over the side of the bed, she started feeling the aches and soreness from the previous night's activities. Yawning loudly, she looked to see whether Regina had left her one of her little notes. She's probably with Honour, she guessed. Too tired to focus her magic, she dressed herself, stumbling over to the connecting door with the adjoining room, to see whether they were still there. Opening it as quietly as she could, she glanced in to see the two little blonde heads of Honour & Alexandra snuggled under the covers of the main bed, and Ashley's long torso in the bed next to it.

Stepping back and into her own bathroom, she showered, before using her magic to change and make up before stepping out of the bedroom to find Regina.

Walking down the staircase into the main bar area, Emma saw a large breakfast bar laden with food, the smell of cooked bacon making her stomach growl with hunger. Six-thirty in the morning and people are eating? Looking for anyone she recognised, she was surprised to find Robin's cousin, What was her name, Caroline?, piling up her plate with sausage, bacon and eggs. Although she looked slim and elegant, Emma was pleased she wasn't the only one with a big appetite. Caroline glanced over at the other blonde. "Oh, good morning! Emma, isn't it?" to which she nodded. "Best dig in quickly, before the horde wake up!" As their eyes met, Emma could see the strong resemblance between her and Robin. The blue eyes, the dimples. She couldn't help but smile back.

"It smells delicious. Who did the cooking so early?"

"Well, the two ladies from the café in Storybrooke, I think. And your lovely wife, of course…"

"Regina, she's cooking here?" that's when she noticed Dorothy appear from a side door with another tray of bacon and hash browns.

"Yes, I think so. She and that other tall, pretty brunette. This lady's fiancée, I understand?" Carrie said, smiling at Dorothy as she was now in earshot. The former warrior, laying the tray down, smiled back, before wiping a hand on a towel before offering it to her. "Yes, that's right. I'm Dorothy and my fiancée's Ruby. I gather you already met her. You're Robin's cousin aren't you? Caroline?"

The tall blonde shook her hand warmly. "Call me Carrie; lovely to meet you at last, Dorothy. The way Ruby spoke about you, I had a feeling wedding bells would be in the air before long! She said you were beautiful, and she was absolutely right."

"Stop, you're making me blush! Clearly you've the Locksley charm genes too!"

Ruby arrived at her side. "Carrie, stop flirting with my girl!" she said, with a big grin. "You and Robin are just the same. She's only known him two days, yet he comes over, flashes his dimples at her and she melts like a big jelly!" At that, all three chuckled as Dorothy gave Ruby a light slap on the arm.

"What can I say? We clearly both recognise beauty when we see it!"

Emma listened to their conversation but couldn't help herself. "You…um…you're gay too?"

Carrie laughed out loud at that, "No, actually, I-" before Ruby interrupted her.

"I hope not! A certain doctor I know would be very disappointed! He's taking you out, I hear?"

"Oh, news travels fast around here! Yes, he's taking me to Franco's."

"Ooh, that's a bit romantic, and expensive, for a first date!" Ruby teased. "Vic must be keen!"

"Whale?" Emma blurted. "You're going out with Whale?" she pronounced the name like a disease, realising her mistake the moment the other three women's smiles dropped to almost scowl at her.

"Doctor Victor Whale, yes!" Caroline's face held a hint of annoyance. "Any problem?"

"No, but…" she spoke before she thought. "You're a beautiful woman. But him, he's…"

"Not another word, Emma!" warned Ruby, unable to hide her own annoyance, "You know nothing about Victor, only what Regina and your dad told you! You have no idea what he's faced!"

Emma had never faced Ruby's wrath before and, though it wasn't in her nature to back down, seeing the three women united in their annoyance: "I'm…I'm sorry, Carrie, I didn't mean to give offence." Embarrassed, she turned away to fill up a plate, adding some bread and a coffee before trying to find a small table away from them. As she settled nearby, she looked across at the three women, now ensconced in a conversation with a young man she recognised from somewhere. Storybrooke hospital, possibly. Way to go Swan, you managed to piss off two of your friends before breakfast! Nice one! She grumbled, quickly piling the bacon and some egg into her bread, folding it into a messy sandwich before forcing a good chunk of it into her mouth. Hmm, so good, she thought, savouring the taste, as a familiar face came out from the kitchen door, carrying another steaming tray of food to the table. Regina? Clearly, she hadn't spotted her in the corner as she shifted the food trays to fit in with the rest, assisted by Carrie, before both stood facing each other. Emma couldn't hear what Caroline was saying to her, but there was clearly a friendship being struck.

Unbeknown to Emma, they were talking about Roland and how Regina came to know him. "He clearly loves you very much. I gather you took him in after Robin was killed?".

"Yes, but it was a few months after, when John brought him back from the Enchanted Forest. Roland helped me get through some very bad times, and Henry of course, after Robin..." she gulped, remembering, again, the day her thief was struck down by Hades, a tear forming. "…I'm sorry, I…"

Caroline sensed the moment, moving in front of her and taking her hands in her own. "No, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you upset! You don't need to explain. I just wanted to say thank you for looking after my, sorry, our family. Robin told me about the Underworld and how you saved his children when he couldn't. You're clearly a very lovely woman, and I can see why he fell for you."

The former mayor blushed at the compliment, still holding her hands and looking into Caroline's blue eyes, seeing her genuine compassion…and those dimples. Her brief moment of sadness was replaced by a soft smile. "You know, Caroline, you look like him. Robin, I mean. When you smile! Seems the charm genes run very strong throughout the Locksley family."

Caroline chuckled. "Flattery will get you everywhere!"

Emma watched them from her table, unsure whether to go and rejoin her. Seeing the woman step closer and take her hands in her own, made her feel even more insecure. So, getting up from the table and under the pretext of getting more coffee, she rose and walked over to Regina's side.

"Morning, wife of mine!" she said, trying to be upbeat. Regina carried on holding Carrie's hands regardless, looking down to her side but not at her. "Good morning, Emma." Her voice slightly cold, betraying no emotion, good or bad. Emma knew that tone. It was her pissed-off voice.

Sensing an undercurrent between them, Caroline gently released Regina's hands, before looking to see who else was around. "I'd better get going. Professor Sage wants to get started on the clinic early. Lots to do, patients to see. Regina, it's been a pleasure." She stooped, placing a kiss on the brunette's cheek, which she reciprocated without hesitation. "See you around." Then looking to the Saviour without moving forward. "Emma," she said with a curt nod to the blonde before turning to walk out, with a small wave to Dorothy.

Regina noticed Carrie's glare at Emma. "So, what did you do to piss her off?" She asked, brow raised.

Ruby reappeared, arms folded. "She was being snide about Victor, even after she'd discovered he'd asked Carrie out on a date. Something she'd been hoping would happen for a little while now."

"Victor Whale? Carrie's going out with Whale?" Regina could now see how easy it would have been for Emma to be cynical. "Well, I can see how-" before being interrupted by Dorothy.

"No Regina, don't you go there too! You think you know Victor, but you don't! Over the last few years he's been spending a lot of his spare time helping everyone around here in the forest, completely unpaid, while also trying to keep everything together in Storybrooke. He and Archie have been holding free surgeries and clinic days out here in the tents. It's here he met Caroline as she was a nurse in the Enchanted Forest. Yet whenever he goes back to Storybrooke, he receives shit from everyone, including you two, David and Snow, when you expect him to just drop everything for the latest crisis to engulf everyone. Victor's reformed, just like you! He's been a bloody marvel and a good friend to Ruby and me, so please, if you have something unpleasant to say, keep it to yourself!"

Regina stayed silent for a moment, glaring at the woman. "Well, perhaps you're right, Miss Gale. Perhaps it is time to let bygones be bygones…"

"I'm sorry too," added Emma. "Seems I'm pissing off everyone at the moment! Henry two days ago, Regina today. Caroline. Robin…" before a glare from her wife shut her up.

"Gina, can we talk? Over there?" she said, indicating her table in the corner.

The brunette nodded, smiling to the newly engaged couple before walking away with her partner.

"Look, about last night…" Emma whispered. "I'm…I'm sorry, ok?"

"Regina remained impassive. "What are you actually sorry for, Emma?"

"Well…for pissing you off. For not letting him stay over."

"Anything else?" Regina deadpanned. Seeing the wife's confused expression, she carried on. "I don't think it's me you should be apologising to, Emma. You treated Robin like dirt! He was reluctant to join us last night, but we persuaded him. We asked him. We all had a wonderful time together, and please don't insult me by pretending you didn't enjoy it! I saw you. Then within minutes you treated him like a damn hooker! That was nasty, and it spoiled everything!" With that, she turned from Emma and headed back to join the others.

"Guess I'd better apologise to old 'Golden Bollocks' then!" she groaned to herself, sitting back down to finish her breakfast. But I'm not facing him on an empty stomach!