A/N: I promise we'll go back and I'll write their first date. But we're jumping to their first time, which I wrote for the last OQ Smut Week when I saw the prompt: "Sex during the first curse." So, yes, there be smut. Enjoy and have a happy Thanksgiving (if you're American).
It had been a perfect date. Of course, Regina had come to expect nothing less from Bobby Locke. Every bone in the man's body was romantic. She didn't know who he had been in the Enchanted Forest or who his wife was, but she had been a lucky woman.
And now he was all Regina's.
Bobby didn't earn as much as she did, though she knew he was going to see a significant jump in his salary once Sidney ran his exposé on the Ever After Hotel and Mr. Gull. She wouldn't be surprised if Bobby became the new owner in the aftermath. That would be great for him and Roland. But for now, she knew he had to scrimp and save every penny for himself and his son. So she always felt guilty when he paid for their dates but also knew it made him happy to treat her.
Though she had to admit her favorite dates were the ones that didn't cost much money at all. Bobby had started this one by taking her to the archery field once they had dropped their children off at Granny's. He handed Regina a bow and arrow. "Time for you to learn to shoot properly," he said, grinning.
"That might be a lost cause," she told him.
He shook his head. "I refuse to believe that. Trust me and I'm sure you'll be shooting like an expert in no time."
"You just want an excuse to hold me close," she teased.
"Guilty, milady," he replied, his grin turning into a satisfied smirk. He pulled her close as he demonstrated how to shoot.
His chest was pressed against her back as one hand gently gripped her shoulder and the other steadied her arm. The smell of pine washed over her as he leaned closer to whisper: "Use your mouth as an anchor, take a deep breath and fire."
She did as he instructed, releasing the arrow and watching as it flew through the air. It hit the bottom of the target and he hugged her. "There you go. That's a great start," he said. "Now we just have to work on your aim."
"Or I could just sit in the stands and watch you," she suggested, lowering her eyes and smiling seductively.
He swallowed and she watched his Adam's apple bob up and down. But he shook his head. "Nice try, Madam Mayor. But I intend to have you shooting as well as me."
"That might take a long time," she replied.
"I can wait forever," he whispered, kissing her forehead.
Her heart sped up at the implication. Bobby Locke was thinking long term with her. Someone actually wanted to spend that long with her, something that surprised her.
She didn't say anything as he helped her take the proper stance again and soon they were shooting again, the moment passed.
After an hour where Regina made several failed attempts to hit the bulls-eye, Bobby called it a day and told her it was time for dinner.
When they arrived at Tony's, she balked. "No, it's too expensive," she protested.
"Because it's the best place in town," he argued back.
"Then let me pay for half."
Bobby shook his head, laying his finger on her lips. "I've saved up and want to treat you. Let me, okay? You deserve this."
"You deserve to use that money on yourself or Roland," she said once he removed his finger.
"I want to treat you," he insisted. "I care a great deal for you, Regina. I'm trying to date you properly."
She laid her hand on his cheek, feeling his stubble tickle her palm. "You are. You don't have to spend a lot of money to impress me. I don't care about that."
He kissed her wrist. "I know, milady. I still want to do it."
"How about we go get the boys and go eat together instead? Maybe get some ice cream?"
Bobby hesitated. "I, uh, paid Granny to watch them for the entire night."
Regina's heart hammered in her ears. He had arranged child care not just for the evening but for the entire night. Bobby wanted to spend the night with her.
Oh. Oh.
"Regina, I don't want to put any pressure on you," he said, lacing their fingers together. "We can do whatever you want, whether it's making love or sleeping like we did before we became parents."
She chuckled before wrapping her arms around his neck. "Why don't we go back to the hotel, order room service and see where the night takes us?"
He smirked. "I like how you think, Miss Mills."
Regina took his hand and they walked back toward the hotel. She was used to using sex as a tool, to control the men in her life so they couldn't control her. And whatever pleasure she had derived from those encounters had been a bonus. The thought that someone wanted to spend the night with her, wanted to give her himself willingly and hold her through the night afterwards was a novel thought–one that both thrilled and terrified her.
But as he grinned at her, she found the terror lessening more and more.
"This was my best idea ever!" Regina stretched out in Bobby's bed, arms over her head.
Beside her, Bobby chuckled as his eyes raked over her body. After their dinner had arrived, they had shed their clothes and were only lying in their underwear. For him, that meant a pair of dark green boxers and for her it was her laciest pair of panties and bra, both crimson. She may not have anticipated her night ending this way, but she had still wanted to feel sexy on her date.
He kissed her. "You are quite brilliant, my dear."
She reached up and rubbed her hand against his beard. "Now what?"
"Dessert," he replied, kissing her again. "Wait here."
Bobby climbed off the bed and went to his refrigerator. He pulled out a small white box before returning to the bed. "I got these earlier for you."
Regina opened the box and gasped. "Chocolate covered strawberries?"
"I told you I wanted to treat you." He picked one up and held it out for her.
She smiled, taking a bite before closing her eyes and letting the chocolate melt over her tongue. Letting out a groan, she laid back against the pillows. "So good."
"You are." He kissed a spot right below her ear, which had her squirming as she grew wetter between her legs.
"Do you want one?" Her voice was breathy and she let out a soft moan.
Bobby shook his head. "I want you," he told her.
She gasped as he shifted, hovering over her. Their eyes met and he bit his lip. "You can tell me no. It's okay, Regina."
"I know," she whispered. "I want this. Want you."
Regina closed the gap and kissed him, running her hand down his muscled chest. All the work he did around the hotel and landscaping kept him very fit, she had to admit.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered, kissing the valley between her breasts.
She dug her fingers into his hair. "Take off my bra."
"Someone's bossy in bed." He grinned at her before unclasping her bra and tossing it aside.
Her retort died as his mouth closed around her nipple, his tongue teasing it. She moaned, letting her head fall back against the pillows. "You're not playing fair."
Bobby chuckled as he moved to her other breast, sucking and teasing that nipple as well until it was a pert pink bud. He then kissed his way down her stomach, tongue dipping into her navel.
She reached behind her, gripping the pillow as her panties were drenched. "Bobby…"
He stopped, raising his head. "That was the most beautiful sound I've heard all day."
"Stop being poetic and continue," she said, closing her eyes as his lips ghosted over her skin.
She felt him rolling down her panties and wished she had gone to get a wax. At least she had shaved down there recently…she believed. When was the last time she had done that?
Bobby gave a broad lick to her clit and her back arched as a few currents of pleasure coursed through her. "Oh god," she moaned.
He sucked at her nub as she covered her face with the pillow, moaning into it again.
The sensations coursing through her dulled as Bobby's tongue left her clit. He lifted the pillow from her, grinning at her. "You don't have to muffle yourself, lovely. It's just us. On the entire floor."
"Oh," she replied, before pushing him down onto the bed. "But I'm not going to let you have all the fun."
He rested his hands behind his head, smirking again. "By all means, milady. Ravish me."
She grinned, tugging on his boxers. "Well, first, we need to get rid of these."
"As you wish," he replied.
Regina freed Bobby's cock and paused to marvel at it. He was bigger than she was used to and a bit thicker than Graham. For a moment, she wondered if she would be able to handle him.
"Regina? Is something wrong?" he asked, sitting up as he reached for her.
She swatted his hands away. "Yes. You're not lying down and letting me ravish you."
Bobby grinned, lying back down. "Apologies, lovely."
"You're forgiven," she purred, wrapping her fingers around his cock and pumping slowly. She watched as his eyes fluttered closed and he let out a strangled moan.
Regina leaned forward, teasing one of his nipples with her tongue. He hissed before choking out: "Don't stop."
She had no intentions of it, grinning wickedly as she moved to his other nipple.
Bobby's fingers were buried in her hair this time, not pulling but just cupping it. His thumb rubbed her scalp and she pulled back, frowning.
"What's wrong?" he asked, voice thick with want.
"I'm…I'm not used to this," she admitted, letting her walls down. "Making love, not just having sex."
He sat up again, frowning as he cupped her cheek. "When was the last time you made love?"
She shook her head. "Now's not the time for that conversation. Please. It'll just kill the mood."
"Okay," he whispered, kissing her forehead. "But I intend to make you feel so loved, you'll forget every past pain."
It was a tall order but her heart skipped a beat at his words. "I don't deserve you," she said.
"Hush." He kissed her, lying her back down on the bed. Bobby then rubbed her nose with his. "You deserve everything, Regina."
Regina kissed him, hard as her hand found his cock again. She knew sex. Now it was time to experience love.
This time, Bobby caressed every inch of her as he kissed his way down her neck. As his lips found a particularly sensitive spot, his fingers brushed against her clit again. Her back arched as every fiber in her body tingled.
Bobby continued to press open mouthed kisses to her neck and shoulders as she moaned. He grew harder as she continued to run his fingers up and down his shaft. "Goddess," he murmured, nipping at her ear.
Her response was cut off as one finger entered her. She felt like fire was flowing through her veins as their skins grew slicker. And with one crook of his finger, she thought she was going to explode.
Regina tugged at his hair, bringing his lips back to hers. He added a second finger, brushing the one spot Graham could find while his thumb kept rubbing the one he couldn't. The dual sensations were electric and she panted in between kisses. "More."
"I need to get a condom then," he said, punctuating each word with a kiss.
"No," she breathed. "It's fine. No condom."
He hesitated, bopping her nose with his again. "Are you sure?"
"Yes. I trust you."
"I trust you too," he said, positioning himself at her entrance.
She gasped as he slid into her, stretching and filling her. He paused, letting her adjust to him before flipping them.
Regina wrapped her arms around his neck, moving with him. Their kisses continued as his hands cupped her breasts again. His thumbs now toyed with her nipples as her own hand slid to her clit. Pleasure built up inside her, bringing her higher and higher.
Her head fell back as stars burst before her eyes. She moaned his name as his lips found her neck again. With a few more thrusts, Bobby filled her as he groaned into her heated flesh.
They held each other and she realized she was trembling. Bobby placed her down on the mattress, peppering her cooling skin with kisses. He ran his fingers through her damp hair. "How was that?"
"Amazing," she said, voice hoarse. "Can we do it again?"
He chuckled, nuzzling her. "We can do it as much as you want. Do you want to do it again now?"
She shook her head, her limbs growing heavy as her eyes began to close. "Maybe after a nap."
Regina floated in and out of consciousness, dimly aware when a cool and damp cloth ran over her body. She felt the bed dip beside her before Bobby's firm chest was pressed against her back. His arms wrapped around, just as warm as the blankets covering them. As he curled around her, Regina slipped into a deep sleep with a smile on her face.