She was running on empty. She didn't want to say it out loud and let alone confess it to Robin, but the truth was that she was so tired she couldn't even think straight.

Her mind was unclear, her head was pounding, and she couldn't for the life of her concentrate.

It was crazy, but she was the level of exhausted that could lead to insanity, and if she was functioning in any kind of capacity, it was because she was running on outo-pilot.

She hadn't said it though. She was too stubborn to put it out like that and now as a result, not only was she feeling like a zombie, but she also ended up agreeing to something she would have said no, if her mind would have been a hundred percent clear.

Looking back at it, it kind of felt like she had been played by Robin. Like he took advantage of her trance-like-behavior and sweet-talked her into doing this, packing their things up and head straight towards Granny's.

They could kill quite a few birds with the same stone, he had said. He could help Granny around the big house, they could finally introduce their two-months old daughter to everyone, and they could have a pleasant family getaway trip. The kids were going to love it, he insisted, and if she was up to it, they could even have a much deserved one on one time for themselves.

Having zero resolution in her body, she said yes.

Now they were there, pulling in front of Granny's with two toddlers, a newborn and a trunk full of bags to spend there not only the entire week, but also New Year's Eve.

"Look mommy, Little John and aunt Ruby, and snow! Lots and lots of snow! whoa."

Snapping back to reality by Roland yelling out loud, Regina lifted her chin in time to see that both Ruby and John were indeed out of the house, sharing a laugh over something they were apparently saying while shoveling snow out of the entrance.

"I wanna go with them to say hi!"

"I say hi too!" Rylee yelled, equally as high as her big brother.

"Mommy, mommy! I wanna go with them!"

"Shh, keep it down, guys." Robin said while pulling over.

Blowing out a breath, Regina closed her eyes and threw the back of her head against the seat, feeling the beginning of a headache forming behind her eyes. It was unbelievable, but they were not even out of the car yet and she could already feel how this week was going to end up pushing her over the edge.

"Let's go to Granny's, it will be fun. You'll get to relax, and the kids will love it. It will be brilliant." She mumbled in her best British accent, trying to mimic her husband. "Why do I still listen to you?"

"Because I obviously have great ideas. You'll see how right I was in a bit, and you'll love me for it."

Opening her eyes, Regina tilted her head to the side so she could take a look at Robin. He was smiling, his dimples in full display, the tip of his tongue running over his lips, and his eyes shining so bright they were almost shooting sparks.

It was obvious that he was as excited as the kids, and that if he was holding it, it was probably because he could sense she was not in her best disposition to humor any of them.

She wasn't, but knowing he was trying to be considerate enough of her mood made her feel a pleasant sensation wash over her.

It calmed her a little. At least enough to feel her rotten humor slowly fading.

That was how good he was. He was the best when it came to lowering her revolutions and yes, tired and all, she felt like smiling. She didn't though. She held onto it and just limited herself to placing a hand over his knee.

"We'll see about that. Right now, this is not making me love you any less, but it's not making me love you more either."

Robin lifted a hand to her face and pretty much like he would do to Rylee, he pinched her nose between his knuckles. "No? Are you sure about that? Because I think I'm seeing the crack of a smile in that pretty face and you know what that tells me?"

"Stop it." She hissed, grabbing his hand. Once she got it, she didn't let go and instead intertwined her fingers with his.

"That my mommy's nose." Rylee called out, a soft giggle escaping her.

Smiling in that heart-warming way that would always make Regina melt a little, Robin turned to their middle child. "Yes it is. And you know what? I'm going to keep it forever in my pocket. What do you think?"

Gasping dramatically, the little blonde shook her head. "No, daddy. Put it in!"

"I want to play in the snow!"

Chuckling despite the tiredness in her, Regina took a look to the back of their vehicle. Rylee was jumping in her car seat beside a sleeping Robyn, while Roland was in the last row of seats, waving wildly in a failed attempt to catch Ruby's and John's attention.

The scene made her give in and she ended up smiling. Yes, the entire week was a chaotic thing waiting to happen and she was so tired she could cry, but that didn't take away from the fact that what she felt for her family was love at its rawest.

They were her motor, their reason to do better and yes, they were at times too much, but she wouldn't have her life being any other way.

Acknowledging that made her look back into her husband's eyes, the blue in them entrancing her.

Robin… there was no denying that if she hadn't completely lost her mind in the last two months, it was because he had been there for her. Through her recovery after the c-section, with the kids, catching up with work, when Rory wouldn't let her sleep… he had never left her alone.

Sure, it still wasn't enough to keep her from feeling so drained, but maybe that was because she was ego-tripping, thinking that she could do it all. She was biting more than what she could chew without admitting the true extent of her exhaustion to him. Meaning: how she was feeling was all on her, because she was sure that if she said the word, he would end up doing more.

She didn't want that. He was doing too much already and she didn't want to put anything else on his plate. She could bear with her tiredness… she just needed to sync herself better to her children's needs and that would be it.

"Mom! Daddy! Listen to me-"

Startled by Roland yelling again, Regina cringed, especially when Rylee picked it up and started calling for them too.

"Hey," Tearing his eyes away from hers, Robin called out, unbuckling his seat belt so he could turn to the back seat of their brand new mini van to motion the kids to keep it down. "You don't have to yell to talk to us. We're right here so tone it down before you wake your sister."

As if on cue, the younger of the Locksleys started to cry and unable to help it, Regina groaned, placing a hand to her forehead.

"Here we go again."

"I'll go get her." Robin said, giving her hand a light squeeze.

Sighing tiredly, Regina shook her head. "No, I'll take care of her. You deal with the other two." With that said, they both got out of the car, the chilly december air making her hiss. She went to Robyn at once, sitting in the back seat to check on her while Robin took the older ones out of the car.

"Hey there, did those two little monkeys wake you up, huh?"

Robyn, or Rory, as the rest of the family started to call her after Rylee failed to pronounce her name right, cried louder, her head moving from side to side. Regina knew she couldn't be hungry as they stopped to feed her a little less than an hour ago, so she was probably just startled by her siblings' yelling.

"I know, I know you want to sleep, I do too." Taking her out of the car seat and pressing her to her chest, Regina breathed into the baby's scent. She hummed softly, rocking her as she kissed her head soothingly. "Shhh, it's okay."

When she calmed down a little, Regina bundled her up in her blankie and got out of the car. Her intention had been to quickly rush inside the house to prevent the newborn from getting too cold. But before she could, Robin and what he was doing to their other two kids made her gasp out loud.

"What the hell, Robin." She said, not raising her voice even if she was horrified.

He was basically throwing them into a big pile of snow and what was worse, they were both delighted and asking for more.

"You know what… I can't with you three… really."

"Do Rory now, and mommy!" Roland yelled and to her horror, Robin reached for her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her closer, his eyes full of mischief.

"Don't you dare, Robin Locksley." She warned, her hand automatically pressing against the baby's head.

He didn't do anything, but for a wild moment she thought he was going to throw her with the baby into the snow. He kissed her instead, a soft peck that hid the playful smile that wanted to break out of his lips.

"What? don't look at me like that, it was all your son's idea."

"And you didn't even hesitate when it came to listening to him."

"Just so you know, Granny would kill you if you did something so stupid. Come on, give me my baby." Ruby stepped in and before Regina could protest, she grabbed Robyn out of her arms. She took her into the house, leaving the mother of three just standing there.

Suddenly feeling empty handed, Regina looked around. Roland and Rylee were now occupying Little John with the task of throwing them up in the air, and even when on any other occasion she would at least tell the big guy not to throw them too high, her tiredness was preventing her from completely freaking out.

"How about you and I make our great escape and go prepare the cabin for tomorrow now that the kids are entertained?" Robin whispered, his tone low as he wrapped his arms around her once again. "I don't think they will mind letting us go."

"You mean like now, now?" She asked quickly, placing her hands on his shoulder and then sliding them down his arms. "I don't know..."

And really, she knew she compromised and told him they would have some alone time during this trip, but she honestly wasn't expecting it to be so soon. A night away was what they talked about, and in her mind they would only leave once the kids were fed, bathed and tucked in bed. It was barely noon... and here he was ready to bolt.

"You know they are a handful, so I don't want them to drive people crazy since day one."

Robin chuckled. "I'm sure they can be handled. You forget everyone in this house is used to dealing with many kids at once, most of them wilder than ours. Besides, with the kids here… and you there, you can do something you haven't done in a while. I know you want it real bad and have been craving for it. In this scenario, you can do it right now. Just imagine how good it will feel..."

"Let me guess, have sex with you?" She interrupted him, a bit wary because yes, she had to hands down confess that their sex life had taken a decline for the worse in the last few months.

At first, it was because of her blowout and the weeks he spent sleeping in the guest's bedroom. Then, after the c-section and her body adjusting back to normal, it took her some time to even dare getting intimate. When the time finally came, it was nothing like she would have hoped for.

Yes, she loved having her husband back, kissing her and whispering in her ear all the things she wanted to hear. It was nice… even emotionally fulfilling, but she couldn't say there was much sexual gratification in the act for her. They had to rush it, and with her hormones still a mess, things felt a little dry and she couldn't for the life of her get fully into it.

There was no surprise there, actually, as it had been more or less the same when she had been nursing Roland and then Rylee. But back then, they had more time in their hands to get her there. With a lot of Robin's patience, even more lube and foreplay to stimulate her, she had managed just fine.

It was different now. The circumstances and the time they had was not the same, and even though she didn't doubt things would go back to the way they were before once she got the hang of this new life, so far, it was what it was.

If she had sex with him, it was because she wanted the connection and because she loved having him close. Touching him, breathing into his scent and feeling his warmth filling her would never stop being one of her guilty pleasures. But as of yet, he had been the only one reaching that glorious orgasm.

She had tried, sometimes concentrating more in wanting to get off than enjoying the act per se. She failed, as being so tired and having to rush through it before the kids would interrupt, didn't exactly do wonders to her libido.

There had been a few repeats and some blow jobs to at least keep him content, but even those were not as frequent as she knew they should be. It was one of the things she needed to fix in order to claim her life back, and she was going to… eventually.

Meanwhile, he was probably horny as fuck, so there was no doubt in her mind she was going to end up on her back as soon as they stepped into the cabin, her legs spread and Robin having his way with her.

It could be good, since there was going to be no rush. But with how tired she was, she doubted she could get into it the way he deserved.

"Actually-" Letting out an amused chuckle, Robin pulled her even closer. "As interesting as sex sounds, I was thinking about you taking a nap. No kids, no worries, no work… just you and that big comfy bed."

Narrowing her eyes, Regina twisted her mouth. Her answer to Robin's idea should have been a big no, tempting as it was. A night out was alright, but she couldn't let her kids for an entire day and go take a nap.

"Let's… get in and at least say hi, then we'll see."

It didn't take long for Regina to yield. Between Granny assuring her the kids were going to be alright under her care, and Robin insisting that resting was going to do wonders for her, she said yes. She fed her younger daughter, kissed and hugged the other two, and left everything prepared with instructions that made the older woman roll her eyes to the back of her head. When everything was set, she left for the cabin with her husband.

As it turned out, she was too tired to argue.

Actually, she was so tired that as soon as they got to their place in the woods and Robin got the bed ready for her, she climbed on it and passed out.

When she woke up, groggy and disoriented, it was already dark outside. Her mind wasn't functioning yet, so it took her a moment to realize where she was and how she got her.

"Robin?" She mumbled.

There was no response; there was nothing but silence surrounding her. Feeling odd as she was used to the chaos already, the brunette grabbed her phone to check the hour. It was a quarter to ten o'clock, meaning that she just slept a little over seven hours.

"Shit… shit." Without thinking it twice, Regina jumped out of bed and stumbled her way across the bedroom. It was a struggle because her limbs felt like rubber and her motor skills were not well coordinated. Still, she forced herself to move, her brain rioting.

What could she say? She just couldn't believe she slept that long. Seven hours was a hell of a long time without checking on the kids and her thoughts were working in overload. Had she left enough milk for Rory? What if Roland did something reckless and hurt himself? And how about Rylee, what if she thought Regina abandoned her?

Feeling devastated by those thoughts, she made her way out of the room.

She found Robin sitting by the kitchenette. By then, he had changed into sweatpants and a black t-shirt, and he looked as relaxed as she hadn't seen him in weeks. She also noticed that he was drinking what seemed to be whiskey as he read over some papers.

Looking at him like that was a relief that made her feel more calmed, because if he was there looking so chill, it meant that everything was okay. That the world didn't fall apart because she slept the day away.

"Have you checked the kids, are they okay?" Rubbing her eyes, she asked, her voice low and raspy.

Robin smiled, putting the glass down and getting off the stool he had been sitting on. "Hey there, had a good sleep?"

Humming, Regina ran a hand through her hair. "I don't know. I… feel crappy, and my boobs hurt. I'm going to need to pump. Gosh, why did you let me sleep so much?"

"Well…" Robin was walking towards her, an apologetic smile on his face. "First of all, yes I checked the kids and they are fine. Second, I let you sleep because you were obviously tired."

When he finally made it to her and wrapped his arms around her, she groaned, resting her head to his shoulder and closing her eyes back again. She was still sleepy, but she doubted she could go back to bed without checking the kids herself. "I'll call Ruby and ask about them."

"They are fine, Regina, trust me."

Moving her head to the side and kissing him right over his collarbone, she groaned. "It's not that I don't trust you, but I want to talk to them."

"Last I knew, they were sleeping, so what if we just let them be?"

Bummed that she missed most of their day, Regina held onto Robin tighter, her arms around his midsection and her face buried into the crook of his neck. It was comforting, but at the same time, nothing could appease the void in her heart that leaving the kids was making her feel.

"I think I should go there and have a look. Just check if they are really tucked in. I won't wake them… well, maybe I could feed Robyn."

"Babe-"

Anticipating how he was about to give her a speech about how she needed to stop being so clingy with the kids, Regina lifted a hand and pressed it to his lips.

"Shut up, don't even try to scold me for being all over them. They are my babies and you made me leave them all alone in a freaking orphanage."

Knowing how wrong that came, given Robin's upbringing, Regina cringed. She didn't mean to let it out like that but screw it, she was upset, still sleepy and her boobs were resenting the time without release.

Thankfully, Robin just chuckled, his hands rubbing their way up her back and his lips pressing against her forehead. "You're making it sound like I shipped them to another country and we'll never see them again. They are five minutes away by car, Regina, so you don't need to freak out."

Puffing out a breath, she lowered her face. "I know, I know. But it's been so long, and they are not used to this… of me being away."

Robin grabbed her head so that she could face him, his fingers in her hair and his eyes fixed in hers. "When I tell you they are fine, it's because they are. They had a great day, they were being well taken care of and that's all there is to it. I wouldn't leave them just anywhere and you know it."

Twisting her lips, Regina looked away from his intense stare. "Well… the thing is I don't know if they are really fine. I haven't talked or known about them all day long."

"Come here." Grabbing her hand and leading her towards the couch, he made her sit. Once there, he grabbed his phone and searched in his gallery for a few short videos Ruby sent to him.

There was Roland being his usual wild self while playing with the older kids, Rylee giggling and all over Ruby, and Granny rocking a cooing Robyn. There were a few more: of them playing and making a snowman with Little John, another of them running all over as if there was no tomorrow, and even one of the baby doing tummy time. The last one was of Ruby putting them all to sleep. She captioned it with 'I think I want to keep your kids forever.'

Regina watched, her chest closing up around her heart.

"See, they are fine."

Yes, they looked fine… and perfectly happy, and that made her feel like tearing up. She held the emotion in, but she had to take in a deep breath before speaking. "They didn't miss me."

Probably sensing her upcoming change of mood, Robin slid his hands to her face. "Sure they did."

Shaking her head no, Regina looked at him. She blinked a couple of times, her lips parted and her brows furrowed. "No they didn't. They didn't even need me. Oh my God, what if they don't want to ever come back to me. What if they think I abandoned them and they are so mad they don't want to deal with me anymore. They'll probably want to stay there forever and why wouldn't they?"

Robin chuckled a little, his thumb caressing her cheek. "Okay, you are going a bit out of the top here."

But was she? Ever since she had Roland, she had this notion that having to take care of this new life that completely depended on her was the most important thing ever. It was the same with Rylee and Robyn, and even though that freaked her out at first, she had come to embrace it. She lived for her babies, and for some reason, she thought they lived for her too. But now… as it turned out, they didn't. She was not the center of their universe and it was devastating.

"They'll love Ruby better than me now. Robyn won't even know who I am anymore."

"Okay, now you're reaching too far, babe. It's just one day, it's not like we signed them up to live with Granny all of their lives."

Wanting to be objective, she nodded, but there was a tear sliding down her cheek that was betraying her resolution.

"Come here, you silly." Wrapping his arms around her, Robin brought her closer to him. She ended up resting against his chest, sniffing. "There's no way those kids will ever stop loving you. You're their mother and they are crazy about you. Even Rory. You've seen how she brightens up whenever she sees your face."

"I know." She said, because he wasn't wrong. But at the same time, it wasn't like she could help it. "I hate being hormonal, it makes me so weepy."

"You're just tired." He kissed the top of her head. "That's why I thought it would do you some good to have a night for yourself. You haven't been resting as much as you should and you know it. You do too much..."

"No, I don't. Robin, I am not at the top of my game and you know it. I've been a shitty mother, a worse wife, and you are the one basically running the company. I do little things here and there, but it's not enough to make at least one good thing out of all the ones I need to do."

Scoffing as if what she just said didn't make any sense to him, Robin shook his head. "That's not true. You are doing everything you can and you're doing it great. You're tired, yes, and at times you space out, but you're definitely not a shitty mother or wife."

"I am, or you wouldn't have dragged me out here. If you thought I needed the rest, it was because I've been slacking and you noticed."

"If I brought you here, it was because with all the things you do, I thought you deserved some time for yourself. You have been taking care of the kids exceptionally well; they are healthy, fed, loved, and despite how wild they can get, they are well mannered. The company is doing great, thanks to you, and you are the best wife I ever had. So tell me, where is that you are slacking?"

Unable to help it, Regina snorted. "You say that because I'm the only wife you ever had."

Robin clicked his tongue. "Maybe, but that doesn't take from the fact that you're the one that I want. You're amazing, really, not only as a mother, but also as the woman I chose to love and share my life with. I don't have to complain about anything other than how you need to take more care of yourself, especially when it comes to resting."

"I can't. I have responsibilities, and they won't go away just because I want to sleep more. The kids are my top priority, but I also have a company to run and then there's you. I can't turn off everything at my convenience to- I don't know… go take naps. What kind of mother, or even wife would that make me?"

"The human kind? Regina, Struggling to balance things is normal, but you can't do much while sleep deprived. I know you try, but someday something's gonna give and it can't be you. You can't wear yourself out like you've been doing."

"I know." And she really did. "I'll work on it, I promise."

"I'll tell you what. I have responsibilities too, and one of them is making sure my wife is rested and not going out of her wits. Especially when she is being too stubborn to admit she is struggling. That's why tonight I want you to relax, to shake that tension off your shoulders and just have a moment to breathe. But when we are back, we'll make some adjustments there. One of them will be getting someone to look after the kids when you are working. Okay?"

Tensing her jaw because even though he was right, this one was going to hurt her like crazy, she nodded. "Okay."

"Good. So did you feel some weight dropping off already or what?"

Sniffing on his scent, she shrugged. She didn't want to talk about this anymore, so she was going to leave it like that. "I still feel tense, and I need to pump really bad. Did you get my stuff out of the car?"

Chuckling, Robin moved his hands down her spine and back to her waist. "I did, I left them in the bedroom, so why don't you take care of it. When you're done, you can take a long-relaxing shower while I'll be here, putting something together to eat. Yeah?"

Regina's eyebrow arched. She had never thought about it this way, but a long, uninterrupted shower sounded like heaven right in that moment. She could even wash her hair without fearing one of the kids would need her while she was putting some conditioner.

"I think I'm going to do just that." She said, her mood improving a little.

"Good." Kissing her lips, Robin smiled, his eyes fixing deep into her own stare.

Twisting her lips, Regina pressed a hand to his shoulder and then she let it slide to his arm. "I would ask you to join me, but I don't think you'll find my boobs leaking milk all over too appealing."

Robin laughed, biting the corner of his lips. "You know I would find your boobs appealing no matter what. But you go ahead. This is a 'you' time and I don't want to intrude. Besides, I need to prepare things to feed you."

"Hmm, fair. But just so you know, you wouldn't have intruded." Yet, she didn't insist. She just pecked him softly on the lips before turning around on her bare feet.

Back in the bedroom, she got as comfortable as she could and pumped, the door open letting her have a look at Robin as he made all his preparations. They did some light talking through it all, and as they did, it hit Regina how far they had come.

Their road had been at times bumby, but to that day, she could say that their marriage was only getting stronger and better.

They were almost thriving, and that right there had a lot to do with her acceptance that Robin was there, with no intention of ever going away. She internalized it, she let it sink into her psyche that he meant for them to be together forever. Ever since that settled in, she had been little by little, letting go that old fear of him leaving her at any given moment.

Trusting him in his love and commitment brought some sort of peace in her. She was more willing to open up, she was learning to love herself a little more, and yes, she was as happy as she had ever been. There were still some adjustments to be made, but she was working with Robin to get there and in a way, that was making them bond in ways that surpassed anything they had before.

Like he once told her, they were living their 'forever together' and she was going to do the best she could out of it. That night could be a good way to wind up and bond even more with him, so instead of being all moopy, she was going to enjoy it.

Decided, she ended with the task at hand and started to store and then clean everything. When she was done, she went to take her shower with all the calm of the world, scrubbing, washing and little by little feeling more human.

When she was finally done, she brushed her hair, moisturized, and tried to look as best as she could. Because sure, Robin insisted this night was about relaxing, but she was sure they were going to end up having sex, and fuck it all, she was going to enjoy it even if she had to use an entire bottle of lube.

With that in mind, she made her way back to him, dressed in just a short silky robe and her intentions of doing the best she could out of that night.

When she made it to where he was, his back was to her. He was already serving the food he just prepared in their plates, so she decided to surprise him by wrapping her arms around him from behind. "Mmm, who would have known that a simple shower was going to make me feel as a regular person again. Thank you."

Robin chuckled, turning his head towards her. "See, I told you I had great ideas, didn't I?"

Feeling more mellow than she had any right to be, Regina walked around him so that she could be in front of him. When she had him face to face, she rose on her tiptoes and kissed him, pressing her body flush against his.

Robin reacted by lifting his hand to the back of her head and burying his fingers into her still wet hair.

What happened after that happened fairly quick; he nibbled her bottom lip with his teeth, her mouth parted, his tongue slid into the welcoming cave past her lips, and then it swirled around hers.

The whole thing made Regina hum, her senses liking the way he faintly tasted like whiskey. She even went ahead and helped herself to run her hands up his strong chest, her nose softly caressed by that familiar and very pleasant scent that always seemed to cling to him.

It was a nice kiss. It was deep and long, but it was not all over the place like they sometimes would go for as they rushed through the act. He was kissing her slow, and in this case, that was exactly what she needed.

She was even starting to feel that long forgotten tingle in her lower stomach that could quickly turn into something interesting. She kissed him harder, trying to feel more… but then he was pulling away and the pressure started to fade. "Alright, how about we eat? You must be starving."

She was. That was why she didn't complain when he guided her towards a stool so she could sit and eat.

They ate as they talked, about everything and about nothing, stealing long glances at each other like they were some teens crushing on each other instead of a married couple with three kids, a mortgage, and enough history to make a book.

"So are we going to have sex or what?" She asked at last.

Robin chuckled, putting his glass down and patting his chest as if he just choked. If she didn't know any better, she would even say he was surprised by her boldness.

"Regina, I didn't bring you here to have sex."

Narrowing her eyes, the brunette tilted her head to the side, her eyes glued to Robin's sparkling blues. He was trying to bullshit her, and he knew that she knew. That was why he was smirking. "Liar."

After her words, Robin got up, walking to her. "I'm not. I planned this to be a relaxing night for you, and that's what I'm going to go for. With that said and established, what do you think of a massage?"

Her eyebrows shot up and a sly smile corrupted her own lips. "Ohh, like a sexy massage?"

Robin bit his tongue, grabbing her hand and making her get off the stool. Once on her own two feet, he made her follow him as he made his way into the bedroom.

"I don't know if it is a sexy one or not, but it's one that will require you to take this off-" He said, grabbing the lace of her robe and making it come undone. "And lay on that bed. Face down, please."

Regina swallowed hard, feeling very conscious that his eyes were taking all of her in, roaming along her body as he made the robe slid down her body. The way he looked at her made her feel edgy, because even though he knew her body from head to toe, there was this scar low in her abdomen that was pretty much new to him. She also had baby weight to lose, so as she had been doing for two months now, she held her breath and let him look as he pleased.

But then, when she thought it was enough and she wasn't sure if he was admiring or judging, Regina grabbed his face and made him look up to her face. "You know, you can't look at me like that if you are not going to have sex with me. Show some respect, I'm a mother now."

Definitely reading through her words and taking notice of her sultry tone, Robin laughed. "Babe I respect you, very much. But that doesn't mean I don't want to fuck you as bad, especially if you are looking so tempting. You're gorgeous."

There, step one. He admitted he wanted her. It made her ego lift a little and suddenly, she didn't mind when he went back to looking at her.

"So you want to skip the massage and go straight to the fucking?"

"Nope, so go on and lay down."

Faking an indignant scoff, Regina did as he asked, climbing over the bed and resting on her stomach. "Fine. Don't complain if I fall asleep and you end up with no one to have sex with."

"I won't complain."

After saying that, Robin started to move. Regina couldn't see him, but she could hear him. Opening a zipper, walking around the bed, out of the room, and ultimately, turning the music up a little bit louder.

He took too damn long, and when she was sure she was going to doze off, she felt the mattress sinking under his weight.

She was about to throw a witty comment about how she was as good as sleeping already, but then she felt something pouring down her back and her words died before they could form in her tongue. Whatever he was putting on her, it was warm, so she was going to take it was some sort of oil, and the smell it produced was good enough to moan.

When he started to massage, she did.

Not necessarily out of pleasure, but because it was indeed relaxing. How his strong hands worked her shoulders with the right pressure, how he kneaded the tension off her back, and then how he rubbed the nape of her neck. He was good with his hands, she knew this already, but this time, it hit differently.

He did her arms, her hands and fingers, and when he was done, he went to work the lower part of her body. He took his time, not saying a thing and just rubbing and massaging until she felt boneless and relaxed.

"Where did you learn to do this, and why have you never offered it before?" She asked when he was using his fingers on the small of her back.

"I watched a video."

"Mmm. It's nice."

Robin moved his hands lower, traveling over her ass and then going to the back of her thighs. He did it without losing his rhythm, but Regina could sense the slight change in the technique. He was venturing too high, the pad of his fingers brushing against the curve of her asschecks.

It was a subtle thing, but not one to miss the beat, she lifted her hips a bit up. "A video where, in pornhub?"

"I don't know, maybe?"

Not sure if he was joking with her or not, Regina snorted. Robin went back to her back, up and up her spine, and then slowly down. It tickled, because he was not exactly massaging now, but more like letting his hands roam her skin. He went to her sides, her hips, and then back to her spine. When he reached her lower back again, he slid his way straight to her ass. He kept with the touching, this time focusing on the ample flesh of her behind.

"You're really stunning, Regina. I will never get tired of telling you this."

Smiling even when he couldn't see her, the brunette bit her lips. "I'm a mess, that's what I am. I have to drop some weight."

"Bullshit, you're fine…" He poured more oil on her, but this time, instead of just massaging her, he climbed over her, his legs at each side of her legs.

The pressure made Regina suck in a breath, because if there was one thing she recognized, it was the sensation of bare skin over bare skin. He wasn't wearing any clothes, the asshole, and that meant she could at any time feel his cock against her.

She didn't feel it, and neither did she say anything about it. She just closed her eyes while he kept rubbing and rubbing. Sometimes he would do her back, but others, he simply worked her ass. He kneaded, he spread her and a few times, he filled his hands with her flesh. He did a lot of squeezing too.

"You think my ass looks tense, with how much you're working it?"

"It does. I need to smooth it nice." This time, when he spoke, he slid up and she felt it, his cock finally making contact with her. It was hard and warm against her tight, and the sensation made her take in a deep breath.

"I thought this was going to be a chaste thing." There was no reproach in her voice, and he didn't take her words as such because he laughed a little.

"I'm trying to keep it chaste, but fuck Regina, your ass is making me lose my fucking mind. You're so perfect, and this ass..."

As if he couldn't help it, he grabbed her hips with one hand, and with the other, he rubbed his erection against her. He tapped over her ass, making it bounce, and then, pouring oil on it, he accommodated it between her asscheeks. He let himself slide smoothly in there, and despite how that shouldn't do anything for her, she started to feel her insides stirring.

He was just too hard against her, and the way she was picturing him in her mind, naked, turned on and dry humping her ass was making her feel things.

When he lowered himself completely against her and started to kiss the back of her neck, she knew the night was going to end on a good note for her. She could feel herself getting wet, and as he sucked hot kisses to her neck, shoulders and then to her ear, she couldn't help but to moan.

"I like that."

"You do?" He growled, so low Regina almost melted. She loved his voice like that.

"Yes. Oh, I missed this, I missed you so much."

"Me too." He pushed against her a couple more times, his breath heavy in her ear.

Fuck, if he would do something more substantial with his damn cock, like sliding it to her sex and bury himself there. She wanted the pressure, she wanted him to fill her in, and she wanted to cum as he fucked her.

Instead, Robin pulled himself away, clearing his throat and then touching her hips. "Turn around."

Hypnotized by his voice, Regina turned around. He was expecting him to make room between her legs with his hips so he could finally fuck her, but what he did, was take even more oil and pour it over her. He covered her stomach, between her legs, and then over her thighs.

When that was done, he went back to the damn massage.

"Really?" She asked as he smirked, his hands reaching to her leg so he could start working with it.

"I'm not done with the massage."

And he wasn't. But this one wasn't like the one he started with. He rubbed her stomach, he touched her boobs, being careful with her nipples, and he went back to her legs. When he did, he started right away with her thighs, grabbing behind her knee and lifting it up so he could work it.

He used both hands, starting with her calves, and then up, up until his knuckles were almost brushing the wetness between her legs. For a while, he wouldn't go further than that, but then he gave up the pretense and moved his hands where she wanted them the most.

Well… almost, because even though he made her legs spread and his fingers were dangerously close, he was just kind of rubbing around the area, but never where she needed him to touch.

"You're teasing."

"I'm massaging you."

Feeling his fingers move to the inner part of her lower lips without touching her clit, Regina twisted her mouth. "Really? Well, I saw a documentary about how to keep wives content, and apparently, a deep massage with your cock is the best thing ever."

"You did? wow… that's interesting. How did it work?"

Smiling when his eyes shone a bit brighter, Regina breathed in.

"It's easy, you just have to do the same thing you are doing with your hands, but with your cock… it starts there and then it goes to do other things."

"Hmm," Frowning, Robin moved on his knees and got a little closer. Once where he wanted to be, he grabbed his cock and rubbed it to her groin.

He did it the same way he had been doing with his fingers, getting close to where an ache was forming but not quite doing it right.

"Like this?"

"A little bit to the right."

He moved, brushing himself to her clit for a second before going over it to press it to her thigh.

"Here?"

The fucking asshole, now he was being plain cruel. Not wanting to play any more games, she grabbed the back of his head and pulled her close, claiming his lips once he was close enough to do so. She kissed him and he kissed her back, and for a while that's all they did.

He still wasn't doing what she wanted him to do, but she decided to indulge in other ways. That was how she put her hands to work. They slid to his chest, running freely along towards his stomach and then back up.

He felt amazing, and she couldn't get enough.

Maybe this was all she needed to get into the moment after all. Time, rest and her husband being so amazingly him.

After a lot of kissing, she pulled him closer, letting him rest on top of her and right between her legs. "I want you…" Before she could finish the sentence, he kissed her, hard and hungry until he stole the air out of her lungs, All the while, her hands roamed across his back, her back arching into him because her body was eager to take him in.

And that was so close to happening. He was in position and a single push would do the trick. Still, he rubbed against her entrance, the tip of his hardness teasing at her bundle of nerves, but each time she pushed into him, he pulled back.

"Robin…" She complained after tearing away from his lips.

"Tell me again what you want." He rasped, his tongue moistening his lower lip and his darkened eyes bearing into hers.

Regina wanted to whine, but instead she gave him what he wanted. If there was something she knew, it was that there was no pride behind closed doors. Not when she could get what she wanted from it. "You, I want you…" Her words turned into a gasp when he started to push himself into her.

It was so slow, his cock sliding inch by inch into her core, while his eyes kept locked with hers.

"I never heard of this massage technique before. It feels nice to me… but how about you, how does it feel? Is it bothering you?"

Shaking her head because no, there was no discomfort whatsoever, Regina hummed, pushing her hips against his. "It feels so good… maybe if you move a little, it would feel better."

Kissing her lips, Robin moved, but not exactly as she needed. What he did was establish a maddening slow rhythm that made her want to turn around, straddle him and ride him until she would come hard.

"A little eager aren't we?" He said, withdrawing almost to the point where he was going to pull out, and then slowly sliding in. He repeated the action, each time sliding in a bit harder, but only a little.

"You want to kill me, aren't you?" She breathed out, throwing her head back into the mattress. He took that moment to kiss her, slow and thoroughly while his hand held her hips in place.

He was torturing her. At times he would speed up only to return to the same tortuous rhythm after just a few delicious seconds. Not even her urgings and her hands pulling him to her worked to make him speed up.

It made her groan in frustration.

Breaking the kiss and searching her eyes, he grinned, stopping the movement altogether. That way, he remained still and throbbing inside of her. "What is it, babe?"

Regina opened her mouth to tell him what it was, but before she could, he pulled out and slammed back in, tearing a moan out of her. He did it again, and before she knew it he picked up a nice speed, going deeper and harder until she had to bite hard on her lips to keep quiet.

"Don't hold it. We have this place to ourselves so I want to hear you. I want you to tell me how much you like it."

Feeling her eyes roll to the back of her head as he kept sending into her body the most delicious stabs of pleasure, Regina moaned gravely. "Oh I love it, just… don't stop, it's so good."

He complied, concentrated on what he was doing. He didn't talk much from then on, and the only thing that came out of his parted lips were a few estranged moans.

Regina, on the other hand, could barely keep it down. She could only control some of it when he leaned into her to kiss her, their bodies fusing together at last. The position made his body apply some pressure to her clit, and spreading her legs to feel it better, she gasped.

She felt great, in a frenzy, so wanton… and as he kept his rhythm strong and exquisite, she let go, arching her back to him and letting the wave of pleasure wash through her.

"Oh my…" She couldn't finish the sentence and instead, she searched his lips to kiss, her tongue plunging into his mouth as her heart menaced to explode.

It took her some time to get back to her full senses, but when she did, he was still in her. He was moving with ease, his face flushed and his eyes wild… she took in all of that until his own climax approached.

Much as she did before, she kissed, holding him while he shivered his release away. When he ceased to spasm inside of her and the last of his essence was spilled, he rested his forehead against hers for a brief moment, catching his breath as her finger traced lazy patterns on his back.

"Oh my God, that was amazing."

Still breathing a little hard, Robin chuckled. "It definitely was."

They remained like that for a few more seconds, kissing slow and languidly until he slid out of her and she started to leak into the blankets.

"Shit. I'll go and change that."

Humming, she shook her head. "Why, we're just going to spoil them again later on, because I'm not done with you, Robin Locksely."

"You're not?" He kissed her chin, her neck and then down to her shoulders, going lower and lower.

His intentions were obvious, so she made the mandatory reminder. "Not my boobs… I don't want to start leaking."

He groaned, but as she requested, he evaded her nipples. He kissed around though, placing kisses between the valley of her breast, bumping his nose to the swell of it, and then going back to kissing where he could.

He was kissing his way back to her neck, when he suddenly went back down and did it. It was quick, but he ran his tongue over her left nipple, swirling around it and even giving it a lick suck.

"Seriously, Robin?"

Probably knowing she meant to push him off, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close, the asshole chuckling as he buried his face into the crook of her neck.

"I hate you so much right now, I hope you know that." And really, the effect to his little antic was immediate and she started to leak. "You're lucky that's not Rory's boob, because if it was I would smack you right now."

"Well, if that one is Rory's, that means this one is mine. No?" He didn't let her answer, and as soon as he finished with his wretched logic, he kissed her.

Unable to help it, Regina kissed him back, her legs going around him so that she could hold him closer. They kissed and kissed until she could feel him stirring back to life.

He didn't try anything, even when she was more than ready to receive him back in.

"I love you," He said, his nose bumping against hers and his hand caressing her cheek.

Smiling, Regina licked her lips. "I love you too."

"Do you remember when I told you that no matter how much time passes by or what happens, that I always choose you. In a thousand lifetimes and in any kind of reality?"

Yes, she did, and remembering only made her smile widen and her eyes shine. "I remember."

"That still applies. I know I've told you this a thousand times, with many different words, but I have to say it again. Regina, you're the best thing that ever happened in my life, and I can't and don't want to imagine what my days would be without you and the kids."

Pouting a little, Regina blinked. "God, how are you so perfect?"

"I am not. If my memory doesn't fail me, I remember you told me once you liked them taller… so no, don't try to fed me that bullshit of me being perfect just because you ended up stuck with me."

Laughing out loud and then quickly covering her mouth with her hand, Regina shook her head. "No, I don't remember ever saying that."

"Well I do… it's here," He pressed a finger to his temples, his face scrunching in a failed attempt to look hurt.

"Aww, poor thing. I'm sorry… I don't like them taller anymore, I like you."

Shrugging, he sounded a kiss to her mouth. "Okay, I can take that. Want to go and take that shower now?"

Biting her lips, Regina buried her hand into his hair. "I do, you made a mess out of me, so I say you'll have to clean me up now."

"Deal." With that said, he climbed out of bed and without giving her time to react, he picked her up. "One shower for my queen."

Scoffing because he was being plain ridiculous, Regina rolled her eyes, but when he kissed her, he kissed him back, thinking that no, she wouldn't have things any other way that how they were. Because loving Robin and the family he gave her, was exactly how she wanted to spend her forever.

FIN