Hi! This is mostly just a filler chapter. Which means mostly just smut. Enjoy :)
Sweat stained both their foreheads as they moved with all their might. Groans had been released throughout their little session and Regina was really appreciating how their mansion gave them the liberty of being as loud as they wanted to, because what would any neighbors think of all the noises they were making? Well actually, she could imagine what they would be thinking. "Shit!" Regina cursed on a particularly hard push, turning a little red-faced. Robin was doing no better, and his stamina was seriously put to the test this afternoon.
With one last push, the couch that seemed to weigh more than a ton was finally put onto its new place in the living room.
Regina had had the brilliant idea to move everything in their living room around so that they had a little variation. Plus, she said, the living room would look cozier with that couch moved just over there and the side tables just so. Of course, moving the couch meant that they'd had to move the tv and the table that it was on, too. When they'd moved everything around the first time, Regina came to the conclusion that this setup wasn't it. So, two hours of pushing the heavy furniture around later, they were exhausted. Robin more so than Regina, because she seemed more than fine to let him handle the actual moving of their stuff while she stood there directing him where to go with it. She only helped him the last fifteen minutes or so, because she wanted things done faster.
"Could we have chosen any heavier furniture?" Regina puffed. She wasn't really the gym type of woman and her job didn't give her much workout either, so Regina was sad to admit that her physical strength was not all that it could be.
"I don't think that exists," Robin responded, plopping down on the couch they had just put into place. Regina chuckled and sat down next to him. She leaned her side against his and felt him put his arm around her. She looked around their newly arranged room and sighed, satisfied with their work. "Happy?" Robin asked.
Regina turned her head to look up at him and smiled a close-lipped but very happy smile. "Yes," she told him. She slipped a hand behind Robin's neck and brought his head down to her level so she could kiss him.
God, she loved this man. Simple things like doing the dishes or rearranging the living room together could make her realize again just how much she loved him. He was always there for her, and she knew that he always would be. He is the first person in her entire life who is. Regina hummed against Robin's mouth and smiled into their kiss while she thought about this. He pulled back a little so he could look at her with a smile of his own plastered to his face.
"Love you," she said while her hand at the back of his neck moved up and into his hair so she could run her fingers through it.
"I love you too," he answered. Then he leaned down on his own accord to catch her lips again. He pressed their lips together hard, bringing his own hand to the back of her head to keep her there. Mmh! Regina let out surprisedly as she kissed him back enthusiastically. Robin moved his hand to her shoulder, her arm, and down, down, to her waist where he wrapped it around her frame. It was an awkward position with her still seated next to him and, for a second, Regina furrowed her brows, not knowing what he was doing. But then, his grip on her firmed and he pulled her in his lap, so she straddled him.
And this was just way better, Regina thought, because this way she didn't have to strain her neck at an awkward angle to be able to kiss him properly. And yes, this way she could also move and press her hips just right so she could feel if he was in the mood for something more… satisfying that would get them to build a sweat this afternoon. As she kept kissing him, deepening it the way she knew he liked, her hands that had taken up residence on his shoulders during her move to his lap wandered down to his arms.
Those strong, muscled arms that she liked to grab. They were defined but not too bulky, and strong in a way that she knew he could pick her up and carry her with him any place he liked. That fact alone made her so hot for him.
While she was admiring his arms, Robin's hands had taken to moving over her body too. From their place at her waist he moved them down her hips and back to her ass. He grabbed two handfuls of it and made Regina smile at the action, ceasing their kiss in the process. "I love your ass, Regina," Robin almost groaned and Regina chuckled. "I know."
Robin's head ducked down so he could latch onto her neck, sucking and kissing down, and up again. Probably intent on leaving marks she'll have to cover with make-up later. But in that moment, she couldn't bring herself to care because his hands on her ass and his tongue on her neck just made her feel so good. She was sure she'd already drenched her panties by now. Men she'd been with before Robin never got her this hot, this fast. It was ridiculous, really.
Feeling as though she was taking on a rather passive role right now, only enjoying her husband's ministrations but not doing much else, she quickly righted that and moved her hands down to the waist of his pants. She moaned and paused a second, when Robin had found just the right spot on her neck to focus his attention on. Then, she opened his belt buckle and his pants, pulling down the fly in a hurried but still controlled manner.
A rather breathy Robin left her lips when she felt him move one of his hands from her ass to her front, rubbing her through her pants. She could feel the warmth of his fingers even through the layers of her panties and her pants, and it made her shiver. She pulled her upper body away from his a little, forcing him to detach from her neck. She then kissed him, hard. She was riled up and it showed in her kiss. He moaned into her mouth, enjoying her kiss and moving the hand that was still on her ass to her front and up under her shirt.
If he loved his wife's ass, Robin adored her tits. He loved to spend his time with his face pressed to them, worshipping them like he felt they deserved to be worshipped. They were the best pair of breasts he'd ever seen, or imagined, really. He slipped his hand beneath her bra and encased her right breast in his hand. It fit there perfectly, like Regina's tits were made just for his hands to grab and that was just wonderful. He squeezed, hard, like he knew she liked. He'd found out on their first tryst, years ago, that Regina's breasts weren't that sensitive and needed a rougher handling. Robin was glad to oblige, of course.
What with Robin's attention on both her center and her breast, Regina was lost in the feel of it, her hands that were previously on a mission going slack while she still kissed him passionately. When she noticed, she snapped out of it and started moving again. She felt her husband through his boxers and moaned when she found him hard as a rock for her. She instinctively moved her hips against Robin's hand. The feel of him hard and ready for her made her clench on nothing. Grabbing his pants and yanking a little she broke their kiss with a smack of their lips and said: "I want this off, now."
His hands left her body entirely and Regina almost whined at the loss of contact before feeling him lift his hips a little to shove his jeans and boxers down his hips, so he was bared to her. She looked down at him and her mouth almost watered at the sight. She wanted him inside her, fast. She quickly grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head while Robin kicked his jeans off the rest of the way. While he was now entirely naked and running his hands over her thighs, probably on their way back to her ass, she was still fully clothed. Regina couldn't help but grumble at her own decision of wearing pants today instead of a skirt, because he could be halfway inside her already if she did.
She quickly got up from Robin's lap to undress herself, removing only her pants and panties. When she looked at Robin as she situated herself back on his lap, his dark blue eyes filled with lust stared back at her. They were both panting with want, and Regina didn't look away from his eyes as she blindly grabbed her husband's cock and slid down over it.
Regina moaned, loudly, closing her eyes at the feel of him. He filled her so good. While she took a moment before starting to move, Robin grabbed her shirt and pulled it up, forcing Regina to lift her arms so he could take the garment off of her. Then he unclasped her bra and pulled that off too. The sight of his wife entirely bared before him as she took his cock into her make Robin groan, he put his hands on her hips to pull her even tighter over him, so he was buried to the hilt.
Then Regina's arms moved around Robin's neck and she kissed him before starting to move over his hardness. Up, and down, up and down again until he could go no further. The first few thrusts were slow and measured, but before long Regina was going a little faster and slamming down hard on each downward move so that he hit her just right.
They broke their kiss as they both needed the oxygen, just breathing in the same air now. Regina moved her hands to Robin's shoulders, gripping them and digging her nails in as she moved on her husband's cock.
Robin put his hands on her hips and helped to move her over him. The sound of skin slapping against skin began to fill the room along with their pants as they moved at a faster pace to chase their release. "Ah," Regina let out as he shifted a little which made him hit that special spot just right. "There," she moaned even if it wasn't needed, because Robin was already making sure he kept hitting her at the same angle over and over.
"God Regina," Robin breathed. He gripped her hips stronger and moved his own hips up in time with her downward thrusts so that his cock could slide into her harder. "Yes, harder Robin. Fuck me."
Robin took her instructions clearly and grabbed her ass in both his hands, moving her and himself harder, faster, really fucking her now. The sides of their heads were pressed together and Regina's huh, huh, huh's were released right into his ear on every thrust. It was like music to his ears.
She felt so good around him, her walls squeezing his cock just right. So, after a few minutes of fucking her like this, hard, fast and with her sounds of pleasure hitting his ears he was getting close to release. "Are you close, love?" He asked, not knowing how much longer he could keep fucking her without coming inside her.
"Hmm, almost," Regina whined. She released one of his shoulders from her death grip on them and moved her hand down between them so she could rub her clit, going in fast little circles that got her even more riled up.
Hoping to get her there before he came before she could, Robin moved his hips up as hard as he could on every thrust in a way that, if he wasn't hearing the sounds of approval from Regina right now, he would be scared that he was being too rough with her, hurting her in the process. "Yes! Yes, yes, god, I'm close," she moaned, moving her head down and biting the junction between his neck and shoulder.
"Fuck," Robin cursed, keeping up the pace as best as he could but movements becoming frantic. He thrust, thrust, hard, fast and just when he thought he could no longer hold out, Regina yelped, Ahhh! and came hard. As she clenched around him, Robin thrust two, three more times before finishing inside her with a grunt. He slowed down, but kept moving, prolonging both their pleasure.
Eventually, he stopped moving and relaxed back into the couch, slouching down further and laying against the back of the couch with Regina laying on his chest, his now softening cock still inside her. "Remind me why we don't do this all day, every day?" Regina asked, still out of breath. Then she hummed, feeling a pulse of aftershock pleasure run through her.
"I don't know. We definitely should. God, are we good at that."
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"We're late," Regina said as they saw the park appearing in the distance from where they were walking on the sidewalk.
"No, we're not," Robin countered. After the haze of their orgasms had washed away, they remembered why they didn't just fuck each other all day, every day. Today, that reason was their plans with Mal.
Picknick at the park at 2pm and right now it was. 1:58pm, so technically, they weren't late yet. But as they walked into the park 5 minutes later, they were. Only by three minutes, but late, nonetheless. They saw Mal sitting on a bench waiting for them a few yards away and Regina stopped walking, forcing Robin to stop too, as he was holding her hand. "You okay?" He asked.
Regina looked from Mal in the distance to Robin before her and smiled. "Yes, I'm okay," she said. "Just wanted to kiss you, first." She then leaned up to do just that and when they parted, Regina felt nothing but sure that this afternoon with Mal would go well, and that this second date would result in a lot more dates to come. Excited about their future, Regina pulled Robin by the hand to where Mal was waiting, beginning their afternoon together.