I know it's been an age since I last updated! The world is a little crazy at the moment. Hope you enjoy this rather long chapter and the nice surprise at the end! Merry Christmas everyone!

Robin's family gathered in the sitting room for the second time that day and Regina wasn't sure whether she felt more or less nervous than the time before. She had a horrible feeling that she was about to be shunned by the people Robin cared for the most, she wouldn't blame them if that were the case, they had every right to shun her, her initial actions in this whole thing had been terrible.

"What is it you so desperately had to tell us then son?" his grandfather asked, eyeing the two of them from across the room, making Regina feel almost sick from the anticipation of what was to come. She glanced at Robin, trying to draw some kind of reassurance from him that everything would be okay, he looked back at her for a moment before his hand slipped into hers.

"Goodness, don't tell us you're expecting! I don't think we can take any more big news and surprises," Robin's father laughed, "though I am sure Caroline and I would love to be grandparents."

Regina smiled awkwardly, just the thought of being pregnant made her nauseous, it was way, way, way too soon for anything like that. God, it was too soon to be getting married, never mind going the whole hog and having babies as well, that wasn't something she saw happening any time soon. Though it was something she wanted, she'd always wanted a family of her own, wanted to prove that she could do a better job of bringing up a human being than her mother had, give a child a better upbringing than the one she had experienced.

"Not quite," Robin chuckled. Regina could tell that he was feeling just as weird as she was, they were just coming to terms with the fact that they were actually in love with one another, they didn't need babies being brought into things. "What we have to say isn't a big deal really. It just has something to do with the wedding and why we're getting married so quickly."

"God! Maybe they are expecting! Good job my boy." Grandpa Roland roared with laughter, setting off the whole family. Regina felt her cheeks pinken as she fought the urge to bury her face against Robin's shoulder and hide away from everyone.

"I'm not pregnant, I can assure you of that," Regina quipped, Robin hadn't really succeeded in getting the message across so she decided to simply rip off the band-aid and get it all out in the open. "As I'm sure you all are aware, I'm an American citizen, staying in this country on a work visa. That visa has expired and the country is refusing to renew it."

Any laughter that had been going on before stopped at that, all six of the unaware members of Robin's family were staring at her, making her want to retreat into a hole, maybe even fall off the edge of the ravine again, anything to stop their gaze from being trained on her.

"Oh," Caroline whispered, her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to comprehend what they were telling her.

Regina felt Robin give her hand a little squeeze before he spoke up again, "Regina was going to be deported so, we decided that we had to bring the wedding forward, we didn't want to lie to you about anything which is why we're telling you straight. We figured we'd just wait until after grandpa's birthday, that's the reason we didn't do it sooner."

She felt as though the ground were about to swallow her up, Emma said they would understand as she had, but this didn't seem all that understanding, no, quite the opposite, she was pretty certain that Robin's grandfather was glaring at her as though she were the devil incarnate. Her eyes flitted to the blonde who was sitting in the corner of the room watching the proceedings.

"Thank god for that though! Otherwise, this one might never have pulled his finger out and taken the plunge!" Emma sniggered, clearly trying to help them out and make the moment less odd, but it didn't necessarily work, everyone else in the room was still uncomfortably quiet.

"God, are you all hearing this?" David huffed, shaking his head, "fucking using him to stay in the country am I right? Bet the bitch doesn't even like him, never mind love him."

Regina felt a heavyweight pressing on her chest as she looked at Robin's eldest brother, she had known the man had taken a disliking to her, but for him to just come out and say it made her feel absolutely mortified. The panic welling up inside made her feel strange, his family hated her now, she should have known this would happen when they told them the truth, they would see her as nothing more than an exploiter, taking advantage of their loved one.

"David shut up," Robin ground out, his grip on her hand tightening further. She chanced a glance at him, seeing that anger had washed over his features, she recognised that look, he was holding his tongue, stopping himself from saying more.

"Why should I? It's the truth, isn't it? Do you even love her? What are you getting out of it, is she rewarding you with sex or something?"

"David, I said shut up."

She felt weird like she was there but wasn't at the same time, reverting inside herself and hiding away from the altercation that was going on around her.

"Grow a pair Robin and dump the woman, you told us all how much you hated her, said she was an uppity bitch…"

"Fucking shut your mouth right now before I shut it for you!" Robin hissed, dropping Regina's hand and moving so fast it made her feel dizzy. His fingers wrapped around the collar of his brother's shirt, "stop talking about my fiancé like that. It has nothing to do with you, just like you messed up marriage had nothing to do with me."

David shoved him off with some force and Regina spotted the head of blonde hair coming her way, Robin's sister standing beside her ready to push herself between her duelling brothers should the need arise. "Don't bring Mary Margaret into this, she has nothing to do with it."

"Oh no? You have some nerve judging my choice in women when the one you picked would rather be fooling around with our sister than you."

That was apparently the last straw for David, the man saw red, his fist connecting with Robin's jaw quicker than anyone could move to intervene.

Regina gasped as she watched the scene unfold unable to really do anything to stop it. Robin quickly recovered and responded in kind before their altercation turned from harsh words into a full out brawl.

"Shit," Emma groaned, "get off each other you idiots!" she shouted, trying to pull them apart, moving between them. Graham sprung into action also, helping his sister to split up the fighting. Regina just stood there bewildered as to how things had escalated so quickly. Caroline was yelling at them to stop and the brunette looked in the direction of the older woman, seeing the panic on her face, her boys weren't listening to her, so caught up in their argument.

"Just stop already would you dammit!" Regina screamed before she even knew what she was doing, catching everyone off guard. Suddenly the men did exactly as she asked, turning to look at her in shock, Robin knew she had a temper, but as for everyone else, she had shown herself as being the picture of decorum and control. "Stop acting like children, you're grown men scrapping like boys in the schoolyard!"

Robin sighed, straightening his clothes as a look akin to guilt washed over his features, as for David, he didn't look guilty as such, he still just looked mad. Regina watched him for a moment, her eyes widening as she realised what he was about to do and stupidly moved in front of her fiancé, catching David off guard but not softening the blow any. The feeling took her breath away as his hand skimmed the side of her broken ribs.

A chorus of gasps ricocheted around the room before all hell broke loose. Grandpa Roland, Graham and Robin's father all pulled David to the side yelling at him as Robin, Emma and Caroline all moved to Regina who had blacked out for a moment because of the pain. Robin held her steady against him as she felt a tear roll down her cheek, her bruised ribs burning from the further punishment that had been bestowed on them. "Regina! What the hell are you playing at?" Robin panicked, leading her over the couch, sitting down first and bringing her with him so that she could rest against his chest.

She couldn't get the words out, she knew what she wanted to say, but she was in too much pain and the shock didn't help either. "Should we call a doctor?" Caroline asked, her hand grasping hold of Regina's, the brunette shook her head, she didn't want any more hospitals or doctors, they wouldn't be able to do anything for her anyway, she already had strong meds to take.

"Regina, I think maybe we should."

"No," she whispered, "I'm fine."

"You're not fucking fine," Robin ground out, his fingers moving to brush a stray strand of her hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear as his hand smoothed over her cheek. His face tucked in the crook of her neck as he held her close, careful not to touch her ribs.

Regina closed her eyes and shook her head, her own fingers coming to run through his hair, "I am, what's a little more pain?" she chuckled dryly. God, it was painful but she wouldn't let him know that instead, she tried to think about anything else. The worry Robin had shown reminded her of how he had been the day of her first accident, it warmed her heart and made her feel good with the knowledge that he loved her, she knew that was what it was now.

"Is she okay?"

She felt Robin's head fly up from where it had been resting so he could look at the owner of the voice, Regina opened her eyes again and watched him, her fingers not stopping in their movement against his scalp as she tried to get him to keep calm. It was usually him trying to calm her instead of being the other way around, as her assistant he had to do that rather often.

"I'm fine."

"No thanks to you," Robin huffed, she could feel his grip on her tighten protectively, almost as though he were trying to shield her from whatever his brother had to say. "I think it would probably be for the best that Regina and I travel back home tonight."

Regina's eyes widened as she turned back to look at her fiancé's face to try and read what he was thinking. They had agreed earlier that day that they wouldn't be travelling home tonight, instead, they would be staying for a few more days to make the most of their time with Robin's family, but it seemed the argument between Robin and David had changed the former's mind.

"Really Robin? I figured you would be spending more time here until Regina felt well enough to travel for so long on the train." Caroline quipped, the disappointment evident on her face as she looked at the two of them.

"Robin we don't have to go home, I thought we were staying a few more days," Regina whispered, although she felt awkward at the moment, she didn't want Robin to miss out on spending time with his family because of her, the last thing she wanted to do was push them apart and cause falling outs.

"We were, but I don't want you here if you're feeling uncomfortable, you shouldn't feel as though you have to stay here just for my sake," he murmured so only she could hear.

"I'm not just doing this for your sake Robin, I'm doing it for mine also. We need to be on good terms with your family and it isn't fair if you fall out with them because of me, I don't think I can accept that."

"Are you sure?"

"I am."

Robin sighed, his nose brushing over her skin gently, followed by his lips before he turned back to his mother and shrugged his shoulders, "if Regina is okay with staying here then I suppose a couple more days won't hurt."

"I suppose I owe you both an apology," David murmured, an ashamed expression written on his face.

"You suppose?"

"I know I owe you an apology," he huffed, clearly annoyed not just because he was having to apologise, but at the fact, Robin was calling him out on his shocking attempt. "I shouldn't have said the things I did, it was unfair and uncalled for."

Regina didn't believe him for a moment, she was certain that he probably still believed all the things he had said about her, she had known since the moment they met that the man had a dislike for her. She had no idea where his dislike for her came from, though maybe she could hazard a guess that it had something to do with what Robin had told them about her in the past.

"Not only did you question Regina's moral compass, but you also accused me of using her for something I would never use anyone for and you know that all too well. Just to set the record straight, I am in love with Regina. Are we getting married sooner than we might have had this situation not been happening? Maybe, but that doesn't take anything away from my feelings towards her. I want this to work and I really want my family's support on this, your opinions mean the world to me and I would be devastated if I lost any of you because of this."

A little while after the dramatic events, Regina found herself sat on the porch bench for some much needed quiet time. She was pretty sure Robin and David had been squabbling again despite their agreement to a truce. Due to the eldest brother's outburst, she hadn't had the opportunity to find out what any of Robin's other family members were thinking, she had seen the look on his mother's face but hadn't found the opportunity to talk to her about it.

She leant back on the bench and stared up at the starlit sky, her coat was wrapped tightly around her but she was still feeling a little chilly. It was better than being inside and facing the awkward interactions that would most likely be ensured. The temptation of calling a taxi to the train station and returning to London alone was extremely high, but she knew that she needed to persevere for Robin's sake.

"Someone looks a little lonely out here."

Regina turned her head, surprised to see Robin's grandfather coming out of the door, his green stripy scarf wrapped around his neck. She smiled at him softly, a little in shock that he of all people had been the one to come find her, though maybe he was coming out for something different entirely and she just happened to be there. "Just thinking," she shrugged.

"Mind if I join you?"

"Not at all," she patted the old wooden seat, gesturing for him to sit. He perched on the opposite side of the bench and took up the pose she had been in, looking up at the dark sky of the night.

She furrowed her eyebrows for a moment before following suit, she didn't know what to say or whether she even needed to say anything at all, she felt as though she should, like she needed to fill the space and yet, nothing came.

"Beautiful isn't it."

"It really is," she sighed, "you don't see many stars in London."

"No, I can't imagine you would. How about back home in America?"

"Oh. In Maine, we have the most amazing night skies. When I was younger I would often stare out my window at night and just watch the shooting starts."

"Wishing stars."

"That's what I used them for anyway," Regina nodded, feeling a lump form in her throat. Thinking about that made her remember how lonely she had felt, she had wished that her father would come to rescue her from the awful boarding school and whisk her back home. She would wish for her mother to love her, to show her that she cared for her, even if it was just a little bit. The last one was still something she wished for; she would never stop hoping that maybe one day, her mother would come around and treat her as a real mother should treat their daughter.

There was silence once again, the old man simply sat there, staring at the constellations and she wondered for the second time what she should say to break the quiet. "I can understand if you all hate me," she whispered.

"We don't hate you."

"Really? I'm pretty certain that David can't stand me."

"David doesn't speak for the rest of us."

Despite the man's words she wasn't entirely sure, she wouldn't blame them if they thought bad of her, it was to be expected, wasn't it?

"No, you haven't to worry about that one. I have seen the change in our young Robin this past week and it has been a wonderful one. The two of you do make a very good couple. Well, I shall leave you to your stargazing."

"Thank you," she smiled, a feeling of relief washed over her at the fact that Grandpa Roland still liked her, at first it had seemed as though he would be the one who would take some convincing to bring him around to accepting her, but she had managed, it had worried her when they had to tell everyone that it would result in them going straight back to where they'd begun.

Regina sat there for a little while longer just contemplating things, she had been about to reach for her crutches so that she could head back inside when she heard the door open again. She turned her head, a sad smile forming on her lips before she turned back to fiddle with the material of her scarf, well, Robin's scarf.

"I wondered where you'd got to, grandpa said you were out here."

"Here I am."

He sat down beside her, much closer than his grandfather had been, his knees pressed against hers, providing a comforting warmth she wanted to bathe in. His hand found hers, fingers entwining as he brought them to rest on his lap, "are you okay?"

"Hmm, how did things go in there?" she asked, tilting her head to look at her fiancé, the worried glint returning to her eyes.

"Stop panicking."

"I'm not panicking."

"I know you, you're panicking."

Regina scoffed, rolling her eyes at him, "I don't panic."

"You're worrying then. I told you, there's no need, I talked to them. Everything's fine," he reached out to trace her cheek with his other hand, warm fingers caressing her chilled skin. "You're freezing."

"I'm alright."

"Really? Sure you couldn't use some warming up?"

She chuckled and shook her head at him before scooting a little closer, "what are you suggesting Mr Locksley? I'm a respectable-engaged woman don't you know."

"And that's just one of the many things I love about you, milady."

Regina rested her head against his shoulder, feeling his body heat emanating through the material of his winter coat. His fingers dropped hers in favour of his left arm wrapping around her, pulling her tightly to his side, his chin propped on top of her head as he held her close.

She couldn't stop her eyes from flickering closed as they simply sat there, listening to the nightlife, owls hooting in the nearby forest and other animal noises that came hand in hand with living in the countryside.

Then in that moment of calm and tranquillity, a thought about something that had been said earlier came to Regina and although she hated to bring an end to their moment of peace, she just had to ask him about it. "You know during that argument you had with David earlier?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"That felt so strange," she laughed, the feel of him talking whilst in contact with her head had been really weird, but strangely she quite liked it.

"What are you talking about?"

"When you talked just then, it felt weird."

Robin chuckled, his fingers playing with her raven locks as he looked down at her, pressing his lips gently to her forehead. "Come on, what did you have to say about the argument?"

"It was just about something you said, something about Emma."

"Shit, I really shouldn't have gone there."

Regina furrowed her eyebrows and pulled back to look at him in confusion, "well now you really have to tell me."

"You have to promise not to repeat this."

"Who am I going to repeat it to?"

"Fair point. Okay, so when David was first with Mary, they were seventeen. Ems was fourteen and you could say she had a little crush."

"Really?" Regina laughed, she couldn't help it, from what she had seen when Emma had interacted with Mary at Grandpa Roland's party, that couldn't have been further from the truth.

"Yep."

"But Mary is what I imagine to be the opposite of Emma's type."

"Yeah, now maybe, but when she was fourteen she was rather infatuated. It drove David crazy, she kept following them around and trying to hang out. It was mean of me to bring it up, I shouldn't."

"Did Mary like Emma too?"

"I have no idea," he shrugged.

Regina grinned and he looked at her with raised eyebrows, "I knew I shouldn't have told you."

"I'm your fiancé, I think it might be a contractual agreement that you tell me everything."

"Yeah, I am already regretting telling you this."

"Why do you say that?"

"You've got that evil smile on your face, the one that tells me you are going to taunt the hell out of Emma over this."

"Maybe a little jibe, you can't deny me that Robin."

He sniggered and leaned back against the rickety bench, turning his head to look at her. She felt her breath catch in her throat at the view, his face illuminated by the soft moonlight, he looked so beautiful she couldn't stop herself from reaching out, her fingertips brushing over his stubble. He was smiling at her, his blue eyes sparkling as he stared straight into her eyes.

It was in that moment that she felt her nose begin to burn, tears welling up in her eyes as she fought desperately to hold herself together. She was overwhelmed by her own feelings for him and now she felt ridiculous for crying on him for what seemed like no reason.

"Hey, what is it?" Robin's eyebrows furrowed as he raised a hand to wipe away the stray tear that had made a break for it down her cheek, "Regina, talk to me."

"It's nothing, I just… I love you," she whispered, not liking how vulnerable she was feeling. Though the way he was looking at her afterwards made her feel as though she had hung the moon and stars herself. It was ridiculous how her emotions had just taken over, he was a wonderful man and she just couldn't believe that he was actually in love with her, especially considering how harsh she had been with him in the past.

Robin laughed softly, his bottom lip slipping between his teeth as his fingers pushed the silky strands of her hair behind her ear. "It's not like you to get all soppy on me."

"Shut up," she chuckled, leaning in closer, her lips brushing tenderly over his in a soft kiss, her fingers sliding from his cheek to wrap around the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer. She deepened the embrace for a moment before retreating and pressing her forehead to his, her eyes still closed as she tried to catch her breath.

"You have no right to be so stunning," Robin whispered, his lips brushing over hers as he spoke, his voice low and seductive making her shudder. "I love you too by the way, just in case you didn't know that already from the way I nearly broke my brother's nose defending your honour."

"I don't know whether to be flattered or mortified," she giggled, "just promise me you won't be getting into wrestling matches with any more of your relatives whilst we're here."

"I'm afraid I can't make that promise milady."

"Idiot."

"Hey," he pouted, wrapping his arms around her waist, mindful of her sore ribs, "that's mean."

"That may be, but you're my idiot and I don't think I would have you any other way."

"You don't think you would or you wouldn't have me any other way?"

"I actually don't know what I am going to do with you," she rolled her eyes playfully, glad for the sway back into playful banter rather than the sombre mood she had been in before.

"I can think of a few things."

"Robin Locksley!" she gasped, swatting him with her hand as he dissolved into laughter on the bench, "you're such a man."

"I can't help it."

"Oh I'm sure you can't, but you're just going to have to keep it in your pants until I'm able to keep up because, for the time being, I think I may be in a little too much pain to match your stamina."

"Touché, but maybe you could just lie back whilst I do all the work."

"What do you mean?" She asked, her heart beginning to race at what he was insinuating, she had a feeling she knew and it made her press her legs together to try and stop herself from getting turned on.

"I think you know what I mean, but just in case you don't, I want to make you feel good."

"I see," Regina licked her lips, not taking her eyes of his, "that would be nice," her voice was quiet and there was tension between them as he looked back at her, it was clear that he hadn't been expecting her to agree.

"Are you serious?"

"If you are, I am."

"On the pretence of not seeming too eager I'm going to get up slowly."

The corner of Regina's lips flickered as she watched him stand from the bench, reaching out for her crutches to pass to her. She took them from him and followed suit, pushing herself up from the bench with some effort. It would be nice to relax and let him take care of her, very nice indeed. Her eyes caught sight of Robin's mother watching them from the kitchen window and disappearing as soon as she knew she had been detected. "I think we may have had a little bit of an audience."

"Really? Who is spying on us?"

"Your mother," Regina chuckled.

"She's just nosy," he laughed as they slowly made their way towards the door, his hand resting on her back, "but she means well."

"I like her, I wish my own mother was like yours, she's wonderful."

"Yeah, she really is."

He pushed the door open and as soon as they were back inside Regina spotted the older woman peeking around from the kitchen, reminding her of a meerkat peering from its burrow, "everything okay? Regina dear, are you alright? Need anything?"

"Yes I'm fine thank you and I don't think I need anything. I'm just going to go to bed now, I'm feeling a little tired," she quipped, removing her coat and scarf, hanging them on the wooden rack in the entrance.

Caroline nodded, a kind expression playing on her features as she looked at them, "I'm glad you're okay."

"Thanks," she smiled, feeling her heart warm at what seemed to be Robin's mother's approval of her, she was the kindest lady Regina had ever met.

"I'm going to head on up now too," Robin quipped, his hand playing with the waistband of Regina's pants, she had no idea when it had snuck under her blouse and travelled there, but she was well aware of it now as her cheeks began to heat up.

"Sleep well then and I shall see you both in the morning."

"Night mum."

"Goodnight Caroline, sleep well," Regina added, one of the hands finding Robin's but over the material of her shirt.

Once the other woman was out of sight, Regina turned to look at her fiancé, her eyes wide, "stop being naughty, your mother was standing right there."

"I'm afraid you're too tempting Miss Mills," he grinned cheekily as they began up the stairs, Regina having to put extra effort into picking up her plaster covered foot meaning that it took longer than it normally would for them to get to the bedroom. As soon as they were through the door and the lock was clicked in place, Robin grabbed her crutches and tossed them to the side before carefully lifting her off her feet and laying her down on the bed.

Her dark hair fanned out around her on the pastel blue pillow and her eyes went straight to him, she watched as he slipped his jacket off before tossing it onto the chair that sat under the dressing table. She felt herself shudder not knowing whether it was from nerves or desire. She licked her lips, unsure what to actually do with herself, it had been a long time since she had done anything like this.

Robin lowered himself down beside her, his fingers coming up to play with her hair as he looked at her with desire shining in his eyes. "You are so gorgeous," he whispered, moving in a little to press his lips to hers, kissing her softly, to begin with.

Regina's hand came to rest on his cheek, feeling the stubble of his beard prickle against her palm, contrasting with the smoothness of the skin that was in contact with her fingertips. She hummed in pleasure as she melted into the mattress, her body relaxing as he seduced her mouth with his own.

He kissed her for what felt like forever before moving his lips across her jawline as his fingers crept across her side, finding the edge of her shirt, daringly dipping them underneath to touch her bare skin with his hand making her shudder and gasp. "Robin," she whispered, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth, her body arched involuntarily, she felt a sting in her ribs but pushed past it, her own hands finding the hem of his shirt and pushing it up over his back, "I want this off."

"You do?" he chuckled, his mouth still pressed against her neck, nuzzling against her before he pulled back a little, leaning back on his heels between her legs, allowing her full view of him.

"Definitely." Her hands dropped from him and she began to unbutton her own shirt, well it was Robin's mother's shirt, but that was beside the point, it was coming off. She wriggled out of it, tossing it unceremoniously to the ground, it seemed Robin's had already come off and he had stopped to watch her. She had foregone the bra that morning on account of the bruising around her ribs and at that moment she was glad she had.

His eyes were wide and the way he was looking at her made her feel as though she might explode with anticipation for what was to come. "What do you want?" Robin whispered, bending a little closer, his hands landing on her, thumbs skimming over her hips, brushing the waistband of her borrowed joggers.

"I just want you. I want you to touch me. Please."

Her eyes scanned across his chest and she had to lick her lips to stop herself from asking him to go further than she might have been ready for if she hadn't been caught up in her lust-filled haze. He was beautiful, just the right amount of toned, she couldn't stop herself from reaching out and running the tips of her fingers across his torso before sliding them up to brush over his collarbone.

Robin dropped his head down again, lowering his face to hers and stealing her lips, "are you sure?" he asked, his mouth still against hers as he spoke.

"More than, touch me."

"If you want me to stop at any point, please tell me." He kissed her, his fingers slipping at an agonisingly slow rate below the hem of her joggers to brush across the already wet material of her underwear. She shuddered at his touch, feeling her body fully submit to what he was about to bestow upon her. Robin's lips brushed over her skin, drawing a line down her neck and across her collar bone before landing at her breast and daring to run his tongue across her nipple making her gasp, her head rolling back into the pillows.

His fingers moved in circles over the material of her panties, pressing down against her sensitive bundle of nerves. He continued that way before pulling his hand back and slipping them underneath, touching her bare skin, groaning against her as he felt her wetness. "Shit, you feel so good," he whispered, descending down her body, kissing across her stomach going gently over the bruising as his other hand worked down the material of her joggers and panties. Robin pushed them, lifting her carefully to slide them over her ass; his touch dropped from her for a moment as he sat back and attentively drew the material down her legs, minding the cast that covered her ankle before tossing them with the rest of their clothes on the floor.

She was left naked except the pot on her ankle but didn't have the time to feel self-conscious of her nudity because Robin was running his hands over her, kissing along her stomach, down past her navel before pressing his lips to her pubic bone. "You're the most stunning woman I have ever seen in my life, god you're beautiful."

A soft smile played on her lips as she reached down and ran her fingers through his hair, playing with the short strands as his tongue brushed over her skin. Regina knew exactly which direction his mouth was about to move in and it had been so long since she'd had that, she couldn't stop herself from shaking in anticipation, if she shifted her hips even a little bit, she knew his mouth would slip further down and she would be allowed the pleasure she so much craved.

"Stop teasing me," she scoffed, playfully pulling his hair as she looked down at him, watching as he took his time between her thighs.

He grinned up at her, shaking his head before kissing down along her upper thigh, moving closer and closer. Then he suddenly took her by surprise, running his tongue straight across her clit, stealing the breath from her lungs as a bolt of pleasure shot through her. "Fuck," she breathed, her eyes fluttering closed as he continued his ministrations, his fingers stroking up and down her skin.

His stubble scratched against her upper thighs adding to the barrage of sensations she was feeling. It felt a little overwhelming, different to how it was when she'd been with Mal but in a good way, she was much too close to her peak already, it was a little embarrassing how quickly she had got there. "Robin," she gasped, biting down on her bottom lip, her back beginning to arch as Robin fucked her with his tongue, his fingers coming to join in, stroking across her entrance before testing the waters and pushing one inside, curling it against her inside walls.

She couldn't stop the little whimper that slipped from her lips, he felt so amazing and she couldn't believe how talented he actually was, she didn't think she had ever come so quickly before, either that or it had just been way too long since she'd had this with someone.

After a while, his first finger was joined by a second, the tips stroking at the area that made her vibrate in pleasure. She couldn't think about anything other than the sheer bliss she was feeling, she certainly wasn't paying any attention to the sounds that were escaping her. Her fingers were clinging to his hair, the short locks wrapped up in them as she bucked up against his mouth.

She was so close, right on the precipice of her peak and as his tongue flicked over her clit followed by a brush of his teeth, Regina gasped loudly, her body giving into her orgasm. Her inside walls began to contract around his fingers, squeezing them tightly, holding them inside her, she clung to the duvet, anchoring herself to the bed as her body shook from the sheer pleasure it had been exposed to. Robin helped her ride it out, slowing his actions a little, before pulling his fingers from her body and releasing her clit with a loud popping sound.

"Fuck, I can't believe that actually just happened," she shook her head feeling her cheeks pinken as she realised just how loud she had actually been, she hadn't been thinking straight when she had cried out, she hadn't been in any state to control herself.

"Believe it," he chuckled, kissing his way back up her body before dropping down beside her, pressing one last kiss to her lips as he looked at her face, a ridiculous smile written on his own.

"I hate to feed your ego, but you are very good at that," she breathed, reaching for the blanket to pull over her naked body, feeling rather exposed. "I also feel as though I should be returning the favour so to speak," she whispered, her eyes closed as she felt tiredness creep up on her.

"As much as I would love that, you, milady, seem far too tired right now."

"I want to reciprocate." Her eyes were heavy, her body relaxed into the mattress as her hand moved to rest on his chest, her thumb running back and forth across his nipple. Regina snuggled up to him, wrapping her leg over his body as she rested her head against his shoulder. "I love you."

"Love you too, now sleep a little."

"No, I'm not tired."

"You're exhausted."

She shook her head, her eyes still closed as she tried to fight against the sleep that was trying to pull her in. It wasn't fair that she should be the one to receive all of the pleasure and not give any in return, she wanted to make him feel good as he had her. The thing was, sleep was beginning to win out, fighting against her desire to bring him pleasure, she knew she wasn't going to be able to stay awake much longer. "Maybe in the morning then, in the morning I will rock your world," she grinned, pressing her lips to the skin at the junction of his neck.

"I can imagine you would," Robin chuckled, holding her close as he kissed the top of her head.

"I will," she nodded, drifting off pressed against him, into what would be one of the best night's sleep she'd had in a long time, the thought of her promise and how he had made her feel swirling around in her dreams.