Regina was getting restless.
He knew it because for the last half an hour or so, she has been wriggling in her seat, turning this way or that way as if her bum was itching and the need to get a good scratch to relieve herself was driving her crazy.
He could also tell because of her continuous huffs and puffs and yes, because she was annoyingly fidgeting with the window's buttons, making the crystal clear panel roll down, and then up, down, and then back up as she watched with a pronounced pout on her lips the methodical movement of it.
It was distracting… having her like that, not necessarily because the incessant moving and deep sighs coming from her seat, but because he knew that when she reached her breaking point of boredom, she was going to make him stop driving so that she could stretch her legs, and those little stretches she claimed to need so much usually lasted a couple of hours, if not the entire night.
He knew the drill by then; after being on the road with her for the past few days, he could predict how her walks would turn into a 'let's see what's in town' because it was how it always happened. He would give in, then she would want to explore, drink and dance and yeah… the drinking and dancing would make her get in a careless kissy-friendly mood that never failed to entrance him and as one thing lead to the other, that always meant the two of them getting a room wherever they could to spent the night.
It happened in Spain, it happened when they made it into France and now that they were already way behind schedule from all of the detours, it was going to happen again if he let it.
It probably would have happened already if it wasn't because for what seemed like forever, they've been driving through nothing but extensive fields that seemed to have no end. It was just plain green, stretching into infinity and beyond and providing no chance for Regina to feel like exploring.
But she would, if he left it up to her, she would one way or another find a way to feel like breaking loose, and the last thing he needed in his hands was for her to get creative and ask him to stop so that they could sneak around and find a vineyard or something more to her liking; not only because they could end up getting in trouble for trespassing or whatever, but also because he wanted them to get to London as soon as the next day, and another stop wouldn't help his case like at all.
Meaning? He needed to distract her any other way so that she wouldn't want him to pull over; be it by talking, maybe finding a station with some music that she liked… convincing her to get a nap…
He wasn't sure, but he definitely needed to do something.
It was with that in mind and trying to get her attention, that Robin extended his arm and briefly grabbed her chin between his knuckles; thinking that maybe if he played a little with her, she would get distracted enough to forget for a while about the slightly uncomfortable long way they still had to travel.
"Is everything alright with your seat? Does it have fire ants biting your arse or something?"
Arching an eyebrow and sending him a look that spoke volumes of how her level of impatience was reaching breaking point, Regina blinked slowly.
Now… she didn't look mad, not even annoyed, but there was this glint in her eyes that made him see she wasn't ecstatic either, and if there was something that he already knew about the woman, was that when she was in that half here, half there kind of mood, anything could happen at any given moment.
She could get into one of her reclusive stages, where she didn't want to talk or even listen to him, she could get cranky and go all cold on him with her cutting attitude, or she could turn on a more interesting demeanor and get in full playful mode…
The last one rarely happened while he was driving, as she has made it cristal clear how much she disliked sitting on hours on end just driving, but luckily, he knew how to appeal to her good side and he was sure that if he played his cards right, he could tip her into the right direction. After all, she was not ill-humored yet so the situation was still salvageable. He just needed to push the right bottons, so going with what he knew, he turned his hand and using the ball of his thumb, he smoothed her lower lip with it, the gesture edging more in tenderness than in him trying to get her all frisky.
"How much longer do we have to keep going? It's getting late." Obviously not following his futile attempt to humor her, the brunette went with the first question that indicated she was ready to ask him to stop driving.
That right there made him suck into a deep breath, as he knew she wasn't going to like the answer he had to give. But what could he do? It was what it was so sighing, he went for it.
"I think we'll have to put an all-nighter. We are already behind schedule so-"
Regina didn't even let him finish, as she turned to him and quickly interrupted him. "Schedule? What schedule is that?"
With his eyes on the road, Robin shrugged, catching the dry chuckle escaping Regina's lips as she asked that.
"Well… you know, the one where we were supposed to be in London two days ago?"
Instead of biting back because yes, he knew she was aware that she was the one to blame for that and the subject always put her in the defensive, what Regina did was turn around and go back at rolling the window down. "Well… you know-" She said, imitating his british accent. "If you wanted us to get there sooner, maybe we should have gone in by plane, mate."
At her comeback, Robin laughed because yes, in part she was right. But what could he say? At the time of them running away from the mess at Granny's, everything went in such a rush that they didn't plan the logistics so well; but they were almost there now, so thinking on what they should have done served no purpose now.
"I thought France was known for their lavender fields. Why haven't we crossed one by now? Or sunflowers, I like those. But nooo, we had to go through here, where there is nothing… not even a nice town to go see. It's just… so boring and definitely no Monet painting. We should have gone through Paris instead."
Ha, as if he would ever get her to leave Paris if he took her there. It was in the small towns they've already been too and she acted as if she fell in love with everything in there, so he didn't want to imagine her in such a big city and all it had to offer.
He would loose her in there, because she sure as hell would refuse going to London if she ever stepped into Paris.
He wasn't going to mention that though, so instead, he went on with the plan of distracting her. "So flowers, uh? I never would have taken you for a woman who liked flowers."
"Why shouldn't I like them, because I was a stripper and instead of flowers I got assholes throwing me money?"
At her words, Robin gasped because fucking shit, this was not at all how he planned things on turning. "No… no, I definitely didn't mean it like that. It's just… that you're so…"
"I'm so what?"
Smiling a cheeky smile as he was cocking it all up the more he talked, Robin shrugged. "Lovely, you're just lovely, and you're also right. You know what, I'm going to start a petition so they have flowers everywhere, by the thousands. Fuck allergies, because come on, this is France right?"
Her eyes narrowed, and she looked at him in a way he couldn't quite decipher, but then, before he could add more into what he was trying to do, she unbluckled and lifted herself to her knees so that she could put half her body out of the window.
She did it quick enough to surprise him.
"Hey, what the bloody hell are you doing? You're going to make us get pulled over or worse, you'll fall off that window." Moving his eyes to her, the British man watched as she acted like she didn't even hear him, her torso sticking out as she remained kneeling over the passenger seat. "Regina."
She paid him no mind… in fact, she laughed into the wind, moving her hips in a way that reminded him too much of the way he saw her dance on stage that first time he went to the club. They swayed provokinly, her hips… making her dress ride a bit higher and almost letting him get a nice view of the little knickers she was probably wearing underneath.
It was a deliberate move, he knew… the little tease, but because he was more worried of her falling over or of some police officer pulling them over, he didn't give into the urge of lifting her dress completely off and decided instead to pull her back in.
Now, because he was driving, he couldn't grab her and make her get in like he wanted to, but he did wrap a hand around her thigh and pulled her a little.
"Come on, get back in."
"I want you to take me to the lavender fields."
And shit… he thought when she wriggled her ass a bit more, making his his knuckles lightly brush against that sweet spot between her legs he has come to know so well.
Another deliberate move, yes… he knew because as soon as the contact was made, the brunette made sure to press against it. At least enough so that Robin could feel the urge of turning his hand up to touch her there, his palm curving to her sex, rubbing, and his thumb pressing against her heated center for a second before moving up and grabbing whatever he could of her ass.
It was tempting, to just linger around… to pull the knickers down so that he could feel her good, maybe even to take an exit and find a nice spot to park over and sink his face there… but no, he wouldn't so pulling his hand away, he cleared his throat, ignoring the wamth taking over his lower belly as she hummed in complain.
"Well… that's actually at the other side of the country, love; so I think that's going to be a hard thing to do right now."
Getting back in but keeping herself on her knees, Regina faced him, her hair carelessly going everywhere because of the wind and her cheeks a healthy rosy-red as she stared straight into his eyes. "Then let's pull over somewhere around. My ass is raw from sitting in this damn car for so long."
Taking his eyes off the road for another second, Robin looked at her again and licked his lips before focusing back on the driving. "Stop where? There's not much here but road ahead and these agricultural fields that I'm pretty sure are private."
"I don't know, right here?"
Because he had somehow turned into a sucker for her, Robin looked around, noticing that one, it was dark already and two, that they were practically in the middle of nowhere. In there, there was no place for him to park… but what if he exited that road and went a bit more into the countryside?
It was too late for them to get anywhere worth seeing, but maybe she would be able to walk her impatience off...
Sighing because he already knew she won another one over him, Robin took a quick glance at her and saw that she was looking back at him, her eyes shining, her lips slightly parted and her tongue peeking through her full lips.
It was sinful… how she was looking at him and damn his soul straight to hell, but those chocolate brown orbs shining like they were doing in that moment were really something else and he knew he wasn't going to be able to resist them.
That's why he looked back upfront and hung up his gloves in defeat, because he wasn't about to get into a fight he knew he was going to lose.
"Alright, if I see an exit I'll take it, but we can't stay too long; that's the deal, as I really want to reach London tomorrow. Now buckle up, alright."
Once again, she paid him no mind, and instead, she leaned against him and pressed her lips to his jaw, kissing him right on the spot and then down his neck.
It tickled him in all the right places, the way her lips pressed and nipped, moving lower and lower until she was sucking light kisses over his pulse point. "Or you can stop right here and you know… rub my ass into feeling all better."
A low groan escaped him, especially when she lowered her hand to his lap and started to move it against him, searching and then finding that part of his anatomy that apparently couldn't get enough of her.
"Regina…" He warned her; first because he was driving and second, because she shouldn't be wanting to get that kind of touchy with him… especially not after the intense session that morning where he fucked her hard and fast in their hotel shower, just as she begged him to do.
She ended up a little sore, according to a confession she made to him at breakfast and that made him feel guilty as hell, so no… he should definitely not le her try to get him into the mood she apparently wanted to drag him in.
"Pull over." She breathed into his ear and yes, he liked the sensation. Still, he kept his eyes on the road as Regina worked on the task of stirring him into life.
"I thought you were sore…"
"Uh hum. But you're not, or are you?"
After saying that, the woman took the initiative of unbuckling his belt; once off, she started to unbutton and unzip him as well. Then, once that was done she skillfully inserted her hand down into his jeans and began once again to rub her hand against him.
This time, she did it through the much thinner fabric of his boxers briefs, wrapping her fingers around him, squeezing with the right amount of pressure, and overal, making the sensation feel ten times better.
And sure, after the overload of sex they've been having in the last few days, he wasn't sure how his body was still responding, but the thing was that it was reacting… as he little by little started to grow full and thick under her expert ministrations.
In less than three strokes, he was hard as he was ever going to be.
"Mmm, you're going to make me crash." He said looking down to what her hand was doing and then lifting his eyes back ahead.
Now, it was late so the road was barely lit and he hasn't spotted any other car for more than an hour driving, so for a second, he played with the idea of stopping the car to focus all her attention on the woman besides him.
What could he say? Even if they've done this already, he was still a little over the moon over the fact that this woman… this gorgeous, Goddess of a woman was there, still wanting him as that first night they spent together and that was enough to blow his mind. So yes, he wanted to enjoy the moment at its full capacity and he would make no apologies for it.
With that thought in mind, he slowed down and once again looked down to her hand, watching as her fingers were wrapped around his still covered erection, her palm sliding up and down in swift motions that were making her numerous bracelets cling against one another.
It was hypnotic watching her doing that and he really, really wanted to pull over. He also wanted to have her, to sneak into the backseat and fuck her nice and slow... but because he didn't want to hurt her even more than what he already did that morning, he was going to take whatever she was there to take.
Blinking, he looked up to her face and made up his mind. He knew what he wanted, it was something to do with her lips on his cock and he wanted that now.
Looking around, he pulled the car over at the side of the road and turned the headlights off.
"Come here." He said in a raspy tone and Regina immediately took the hint, that's why she sprung forward and straddled him, settling firmly on top of him as her lips twisted petulantly.
At that little act, Robin snorted because truth be told, he hadn't expected her to do that. Yet, the way his cock twitched when she pressed her groin against it was surreal...
Licking his lips, Robin fixed his darkening blue irises into her warm chocolate orbs and tilted his head to the side, his hands settling on her hips firmly. "Alright… what are we doing here?"
Instead of answering, what Regina did was lean fully against him so that she could kiss him, her mouth searching for him in the darkness and nudging him to kiss her back.
He did… of course he did, lifting one hand to grab the back of her head to hold her in place.
Not like she needed to be held, because when their lips touched she was ready, she even parted her lips for him, granting him unlimited access into the sweet cave of her mouth.
Now, even though this hadn't been at all what he had planned, Robin couldn't deny that the new turn of events was very interesting and that it felt great to be kissing Regina like that; to have her respond to him by swirling her tongue against his, to feel her body pressing even more to his as his wandering hand began to make the journey down her back and straight to her ass.
Now yes, he had business in London he should be thinking about and because of that, he shouldn't be encouraging her, but what the hell? Mulan was already pissed by his tardiness so what was an hour later when he was a few days late already?
"You know what I was thinking?" He said, breaking the kiss for a moment so that he could look into her heated eyes. "Back to when you were a clench fists with the 'no kissing', and look at us now, you can't seem to get enough of it."
Biting on her lips, the brunette arched an eyebrow. "Well, it was business, I don't mix my shit with business."
Taking advantage of the fact that with the dress she was wearing, he had the liberty of sneaking his hands underneath it so that he could feel her soft skin beneath his fingertips, Robin kissed her chin. "You sure? You mean to tell me you didn't enjoy it even if it was a little bit?"
And yes, she already told him that she did, but he would be lying if he said he didn't love hearing her say it. What could he say? There was just something about listening to how she has wanted him the same way he has wanted her that got his gears running at full speed.
"Maybe a tiny little bit." She teased, her eyes rolling as her hips moved against him. "I mean… I liked your face… and you smelled nice…"
"Really, that's a new one, I thought all you liked was my cock in you, making you cum over and over again." With a playful wink, he bit on her lower lip. "So tell me, on a scale from one to ten, how much you liked my face. I have to be at least seven-ish, right?"
"Oh come on, you know you look good. And you used that to pick up my interest… going for it when I was dancing all confident and then putting your money right here… and then here." She touched her hip and then her chest. "I remembered that even after… and I don't usually remember guys on stage. Then when you asked for the private, I knew I was going to accept it and what was better, enjoy myself… until you went and broke into the safe and I had to change strategies."
Not wanting to talk about safes, Gold and all those pesky little details, Robin rubbed his hands to her back. "I wasn't confident, I was bloody intimidated by you… you were gorgeous, and easily the most beautiful woman I ever saw, and I had to somehow grab your attention. I was sweating just thinking about it!"
Chuckling, Regina shook her head. "I was a stripper, dancing half naked on a pole, you just needed to flash your money around to grab my attention."
Letting his eyes roam her face, Robin smiled, thinking that she would never understand how he has been smitten by her ever since he first saw her. It has been physical yes, and he was not going to pretend he didn't enjoy watching her dance on that stage; but at the same time, it has been something stronger than just lust for her body, as he has been entranced in a much deeper level.
But because that was not a subject to be talking about in that moment, his mind switched from the thought and went back to something she basically just said.
"Did you really think that, when I asked for the private? That you were going to enjoy yourself with me?"
Pouting her lips as if to think about it, she blinked slowly. "Yeah… I mean, don't get weird ideas in your head because like I said, I don't hook up with clients, I don't let them touch me and I sure as hell don't get personal. But I would have done a little touching myself… I would have rubbed myself so good against you until maybe I came...and then I would have made your cock ache so bad you would have ended up creaming your pants as well, and that would have been enough for me."
"Yeah… and would you have been able to keep it quiet if you came on me like that? Because you are pretty vocal..."
Pinching her tongue between her lips, Regina hummed, her eyes half closed as she dug deep into his stare. "What if I tell you that I did, that second time before getting into the vault? That I came so good as I grinded to your cock; that I was so turned on I wouldn't have even mind if you would have grabbed me and fucked me right there-"
"Shit…" Feeling heated up by her words, Robin hissed, his hips shooting up as he grinded her hard against him. The movement made him close his eyes, and he wondered if she was as wet as he remembered her being back on the moment she just mentioned.
"Same now… I won't mind it if you do, if you fuck me here… now." Hissing the words, Regina leaned forward and kissed his jaw, tracing a path back to his lips so that Robin would have no choice but to go back into kissing her.
He did that for a while, just kissing her, but when she pushed her knickers to the side and then started to rub herself to his erection, he just had to stop. "Regina, I don't want to hurt you. You must still be sore from his morning." He mumbled into the kiss. His hands however, went to her ass, squeezing and feeling her flesh for a bit.
"You won't hurt me, I mean it's a good kind of sore. I just need to get used to this… you know, all the sex after so long being all alone."
"Hmm," Liking how she was talking in future terms, Robin smiled. "How about if we wait up and have this back in London. I'll feed you, give you a nice massage and then I'll fuck you long and slow in my bed."
"And we'll get high?"
Robin laughed at her question, his brows furrowing. "You want to get high?"
"With you, yeah."
Carried away in the moment because God, he didn't know what this woman was doing to him that he was already thinning about calling Neal so that he could get him whatever it was that Regina wanted, and please, let it be just pot, he thought, Robin circled her waist with his arm and pushed against her to kiss her, unaware that by doing so he was pushing her against the steering wheel and that as a result, she would end up pressing the honk with her back.
But that was what happened and the loud sound of ift made them both jump startled.
"Really?" Regina laughed out loud as she quickly pulled away from the steering wheel; then she lifted a hand to her temples and brushing her fingers against her flesh, she blinked a couple of times. "Talk about ruining a moment. Now I'll have to start all over again and convince you to fuck me here and then in London."
Licking his lips and feeling more than content with the smile on her face, Robin pushed the driver's seat back as far as he could make it go and pulled her to him, pushing his hips up so that his erection could grind against her groin.
"I think you believe I have more stamina than what I actually have. You're insatiable, Regina… and I don't know if I could keep up."
Pressing her hands to his chest, Regina rotated her hips over him. "Are you going to whine about it, or are you going to use this thing pocking me to fuck me?"
Sneaking his hands down her dress, he pulled even closer to him, wanting that she would feel more, because fuck it all, he was throbbing for her.
He could feel her, warm and wet against him and he wanted nothing more than to have her right there, to have her forever.
"Are you sure?" He asked in a low breath while moving his face to hers. Once close enough, he tilted his head and kissed her, his hands pulling her dress up to her waist so that he could be sitting on top of him in only her fancy underwear.
Now, he couldn't see because his eyes were closed into the kiss, but what he was feeling was amazing. Regina was kissing him back, her sex was pressing hard against his arousal and he wanted nothing more than to rip her underwear to pieces so he could have her right on the spot.
But, wanting to play with her buttons a little, he pulled away from the kiss and breathed out. "We better stop this or we'll never make it to London."
Almost as he has been expecting, a second after he said those words, Regina undulated her hips against him and hummed. The sound of it made his erection throb in anticipation and he had to bite hard on his lips not to sink into her.
"Let's do it here, I want you here. I'm so wet I won't even feel it bothering me." She almost pleaded, going straight to the point and he almost smiled.
But he didn't, the way she was moving against him and the sight of her tongue peeking between her lips as she looked at him with the full intensity of her warm eyes was really making his mind run straight into the gutter and instead of smiling, he had to rest his head against the seat to get more level headed.
Because yes, he wanted her… but they were by the side of a highway, in a foreign country… so no, they shouldn't.
But Regina… oh she knew what she was doing, how her words affected him, and she was using that to her advantage. Like she did every single time.
"Damn woman…" He grabbed her face and looked into her chocolate brown stare, taking notice that her own eyes were sparkling and that her lips were swollen and inviting. She was stunning…
With that thought in mind he kissed her again, the union of their lips and tongues little by little becoming something heated and intense that was leaving them both breathless.
It was just crazy… having her respond to him like that was really something else and as he kept kissing her, his hands moving all over her body while she alternated between burying her fingers in his hair and then sliding her hands to his shoulders, he wondered how long would it take her to convince him to turn around and go see the lavender fields…
Not long, he guessed, but in that moment, he didn't even care.
It was while they kissed, hot and heavy, that Robin had a moment of lack of control and before he could get a clear mind, he was pushing her silk underwear to the side so that his hard member could slide right into her core.
He went in slowly, with no problem, her inner walls receiving him even though the rest of her body tensed.
"You alright?" He breathed out as soon as he noticed her tense muscles, but pressing soft kisses to his face, Regina nodded and he guessed it was alright.
"It's good now, so don't you dare pulling out, you hear me?" She kissed him then, her tongue searching for his and then getting tangled with it inside his mouth.
Grunting against her lips, Robin grabbed her by the waist and without letting the kiss end, he started to move into her; up and down… slowly burying himself all the way into her until her heat was making him burn all over, and then retreating.
And as he did that, Regina just kissed him deeper, her hands sneaking between their bodies so that she could touch him. Up his stomach, his chest and shoulders and then into his hair.
It was good… she was just divine; the feeling of her body melting into his, her core receiving him as he steadily but slowly drove into her, and her nails almost digging into his shoulders was enough to make him feel out of his senses…
But still, there was no sense of hurry in them, there wasn't that urge of absorbing one and other and touch and reach that sweet nirvana where they came undone hard and intensely that seemed to possess them before.
It was different… in a good way; they were more in sync, more aware of each other and yes, connected to their last cell while still having it be as satisfying as their previous times.
By the time she came undone in his arms and cried out his name in ecstasy, he knew it… that he would do whatever it took to never let her go.
He followed her close behind, kissing ber and hugging her to him as he spilled deep into her.
Now, their little adventure down the road, didn't stop them from reaching London the following day. Yes, they got there late, tired and starving, but the thing was that they made it.
"Are you hungry?" He asked once they stepped into the closed bar he and his band of thieves used as a meeting place, hideout and sometimes, as a spot to just hang.
He couldn't even remember how many nights he has spent there, planning robberies with his friends, splitting money or just getting drunk and stupid.
"Yes, please tell me now it's the time you feed me."
Wrapping an arm around her waist, Robin kissed her mouth briefly. "Lucky you, it is." With that said, he pulled away and put his stuff over the bar. "I'm going to order something so why don't you get comfortable? I need to make a few calls as well."
"Yeah, me too. I have to check on Granny."
Flashing a reassuring smile her way, Robin watched as she grabbed her phone and started to deal with it. But then, as she put the device to her ear, he turned around and started to pay attention to his own issues.
First, he ordered something to eat, thing that he dealt with quickly; but then he made the call to Mulan and that one did take a lot of his time.
Not like he expected any less, because if there was something he has been anticipating out of his friend and now leader of The Merry Men, was for her to be pissed out of her mind… and bloody hell, she really, really was.
But that was a problem for later, when the gang got there; now, it was time to eat. He was hungry and so was Regina, and he didn't want to keep waiting just because Mulan was in one of her rotten moods.
No, he was in good spirits despite the crazy week they all had, and even with the tiredness taking residence on his bones for having to drive with almost no sleep in his system for the last several hours, he had a good day with Regina and he wasn't going to let that go to waste.
Especially not when she was in good spirits herself.
"I just have to have a talk with the gang and then we'll leave, alright?" He said once he hung up and found her sitting by the bar.
Regina nodded, her nose wrinkling as she looked up to him. "You're going to show me this city of yours?"
Placing his hands at either side of the stool she was sitting on, Robin smirked. "Yes, among other things…" Once that was said, he kissed the tip of her nose and then the corner of her lips, but apparently wanting more, Regina grabbed him by the collar of his jacket and kissed him full on the mouth, making him smile silly into the kiss.
By the time the food arrived, there was no Mulan in his mind that could spoil things for him. Not when Regina was acting so easygoing with him. They kissed a lot, touched some, and the build up definitely made her have this look of being smitten that was completely blowing up his mind.
Or at least that was until he placed a generous slide of pizza over the counter for her; then, her entire demeanor changed… and not for the better
"What the hell is this?" She almost spat, her chin lifting up so that she could stare intently into his eyes.
Now, Robin, who already was halfway through his first slide of pizza, frowned, looking at her pretty features all distorted and then at the food she was pointing to him. "Well um, it's pizza? Oh… don't tell me you don't like pizza." And fuck, he should have asked first.
"I like pizza, but this one has pineapple all over it. Why?"
Frowning again, he shrugged. "Because it's pineapple pizza? And that's usually the main ingredient."
The brunette woman stared at him with a blank expression, she wasn't even blinking, and even when he didn't say it, he was glad that he ordered a different kind of pizza as well, because he was feeling this vibe that maybe, Regina wasn't a big fan of pineapple?
"You don't like it." He stated, a smile forming on his face by her reaction.
"Of course I don't like it. It's pineapple… on a pizza! God, you're lucky I'm not Italian, but the Brooklyn in me wants to smack you with the entire box in the face. You don't put cooked fruit in pizza, what the hell is wrong with you?"
Laughing because Regina was acting livid over this, he opened the other box and served her a different kind, all meat. She grabbed it and ate it, but she wouldn't stop sending dirty glances his way. Especially when he took her neglected slide and ate it up, grinning.
"You sociopath."
"Well have you tried it? It's the perfect balance of sweet and salty, it's heavenly."
Gasping as if offended, Regina did a double take; she was even opening her mouth to fire back, but then as if in clue, the doors to the bar got open and in came Mulan, Ruby and Killian. Half the gang walking straight towards them.
Probably sensing the sudden tension in the air, Regina didn't say anything and just stared at the people walking in. Her back straight, her chin up and her senses on alert.
"Well look who decided to grace us with his presence, Robin Locksley and company. You sure took your sweet time getting here, uh?"
Shrugging and eating the last of his pizza, Robin watched Mulan. She was the only one apparently mad, because Ruby was smiling and Killian was helping himself to a pineapple pizza. Hell, he was even flashing Regina a huge grin that she responded to with a twitch of her lips.
"Hello there." The dark haired man said. "You haven't had the pleasure to meet me yet, but I'm Killian…"
"Bugger off you asstwat." Robin interrupted before sending him away. Then, he went back to look at Mulan. "Let's talk outside, alright?"
When the other woman nodded, Robin looked at Regina and told her he was going to be right back. She just blinked, giving him the same blank expression she did a few minutes ago.
He tried not to think much about it, and just focused on getting out to finish his business with Mulan. As for the woman, she didn't wait for them to be completely outside and right outside the door, she turned to him.
"For crying out loud, did you really have to bring her here?"
"Well hello to you too, Mulan, I am so glad to see you made it back safe and in one piece. I am fine by the way."
"Oh I bet you are fine." Snarling her lips, she pushed an envelope to his chest and hissed. "Your cut. Not in cash though, thank God, because we all know how your little stripper would have grabbed for it and made a run into the unknown."
Chuckling because her words took him by surprise, Robin did a double take. "Excuse me?"
Rolling her eyes, Mulan shook her head. "Just forget it, Robin….and get out of here before I get even more pissed off."
Getting a little angry himself, Robin grabbed her by the arm when she made as if to walk away. "No, I'm not going to forget it. What the hell did you mean with that?"
"You know what I meant. You think she latched onto you because you charmed her with your dimple smile? That she sucked your dick because you made pretty eyes to her? No… she's in for it because she knows that after the robbery, you were going to be loaded. And did what? You fell for it, then you even brought her over here, like… really? To our hide out?"
Still a bit taken aback by this, Robin threw his arms up. "What the fuck, Mulan? You don't even know what you're talking about."
"Oh I think I do… you're the one who can't see it. And I'm sorry if you think I'm overstepping here, because yes, it's your money and your fucking dick, but we are family, Robin… and I don't want to see you being played for a fool and then taken to the cleaners because you couldn't resist her pretty face or getting a piece of her ass. That's what you're letting happen, and yes it makes me mad and I'm going to tell you even if you hate me for it."
Pressing the tip of his tongue to the inside of his cheek, Robin shook his head. "Again, you don't know shit about what you're talking about. You know she was there when I broke into the vault, and she could have taken anything out of there for herself. There was cash, jewels, anything you can imagine, and she took nothing for profit. So why should I think she's in after the money when she even refused to take the cut I offered her to get me into that vault so that you could be sitting in your own fortune right now?"
Before Mulan could respond, Regina walked out, her eyes firing up but her face a stoic mask that gave nothing away. It made them both shut up and look at her.
"I know, I'm interrupting, but I'm gonna go now so…" For a second, she let it there, but then, she was lifting her chin and walking away. Robin watched her, not really in sync with what was going on. At least not until she was turning around to face them, a cynic smile on her face. "But just for the record; I didn't suck his dick because he was loaded, I did that one for free."
With that out, she sent him a wink and without saying no more, she turned around and walked down the street.
"She sucked your dick? Mate, I think I hate you right now."
Ignoring Killian and sending Mulan once last glare, Robin hurried up and walked after Regina, catching up with her as she was trying to get into her car.
"Hey… hey, where are you going?"
Letting out a deep sigh, Regina pouted her lips. Her eyes however, she left them staring at the sidewalk she was standing on. "I don't know. Anywhere… nowhere. Who knows?"
Knowing very well that if he let her go, he was not going to see her ever again, Robin ran his hands through his hair, his mind running a thousand miles per second. "In this car? No… no way, I mean you said you didn't want to sit on it another minute..." He tried to laugh the comment off as a joke, but he was afraid the sound edged more in desperation than amusement."
"I think I can bare a trip to the airport."
Puffing out a breath, Robin's face fell, because yes, she was leaving… and he didn't want her to. "Regina-"
"Listen." Running her pinkie over her eyebrow, Regina sighed. "You're a great guy… and I'm thankful for everything you did for me, but I really have to go now."
"Let me go with you." He blurted out and it was pathetic, he felt pathetic, but it was what he wanted. "We'll take a flight back to France and we'll see the lavender fields, then we'll go anywhere you want."
Closing her eyes tight shut, Regina's nose wrinkled. "You don't really want that. You don't know me, Robin… you just have this image of Roni, the stripper who gave you one hell of a lapdance and who's a badass willing to do anything to get what she wants and I'm just not her. I can play it for you at times, but that's not me… shit… I don't even think I know myself who I am… so I need to… I don't know, go and find myself."'
Stepping forward, Robin grabbed her face and lifted it to him. "I know you are not Roni, and I don't think of you like her. You're Regina, the one with a Brooklyn accent and that sexy Spanish that scream don't fuck with me; and you're right, I don't know all there is to know about you, but I know stuff. I know you like sunflowers better than lavender, I know you like oldies, that you can jam to Janis Joplin and but hate disco and that you need coffee to function through the day. I know that you like the left side of the bed, that you can't sleep without covering your feet and what's more important, that you hate… with passion, pineapple pizza."
Despite the pained look that has been taking over her face, Regina snorted at that.
"I know you fight it… but you always end up laughing at my lame jokes, except when it's too early, and I know you have the will and passion to fight for those you care. It's not much, I know… but I do want to know it all, so please… let me go with you."
Regina's eyes opened and she looked at him, long and deep. He looked back, getting lost into her warm stare and taking notice how her eyes were glassy and a little moistened at the edges.
He felt like kissing them, kissing her and holding onto her for dear life.
"I'm just a stripper. Your friend is right."
"My friend is a thief, a cranky one, and so I am. I mean a thief, not cranky…"
Rolling her eyes, Regina sniffed.
For a while she didn't say anything, she just stood there, with her face in his hands and her eyes on him. But then, she closed her eyes and shook her head… and his heart sunk down to his feet because she was going to tell him that she didn't want him to tag along.
He knew it… he could even feel it, and was even ready to tell her that he was not going to bother her in her journey of self discovery and that he was just going to be there to relieve her sexual tension whenever she felt like it, if that was the only thing she was willing to give up; but before he could suggest such atrocity, her eyes opened back up and he was speechless.
"I don't like mint chocolate either, and next time I see you with a damn pineapple pizza near me, I'm going to throw it away, because that shit belongs to the trash, we got that clear?"
Sighing out in relief, he pressed his forehead to hers, biting down the smile that wanted to break out of his lips. "Well I'm not sure if I want to go now. I mean I can't give up on pineapple pizza…. I'm sorry, I think I have to pass."
"You're an asshole." She hissed, but when he leaned forward and kissed her, she didn't protest and kissed him back… sealing with the contact their fate and how they were going to spend the next six months of their lives...