Prompt: the morning after their first time.

You can read their actual first time in Chapter 1 of this very same companion fic. I suggest you read/reread that one first and then this one, since both chapters sort of complement each other.


Regina doesn't regret last night, not one bit, and the pleasant ache between her thighs tells her her body is quite grateful she decided to act on her attraction to Robin.

It'd been... wonderful, to say the least. He'd licked and sucked and kissed every inch of her, right there on her desk, turning her office into a place that would forever remind her of him, naked and gorgeous as he made her come, rather than a place of work and serenity. Regina can't say she minds.

He'd followed her up to her room after a few minutes of dozing off together in her chair, and then he'd gone home with a goofy smile on his face, one Regina shares at just this moment, when she heads downstairs after getting dressed for the day and finds him there, looking shy, yet somehow pleased with himself.

She grins, throws him a wink and then inconspicuously jerks her head to the side towards the kitchen, walking there and surreptitiously making her way inside not five minutes after he does.

"Hi," she says, her voice low and a tad nervous, hand rising from her side to tuck a stray tendril of hair behind her ear as she gives him a small smile.

"Hi," he returns, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

"You're early for work today," she remarks, looking at the clock and realizing he isn't obligated to turn up here at the governor's mansion for two more hours.

"Yeah, I uh, I wanted to see you before everyone else showed up," he murmurs, his own hand seeking out that same lock of hair that's fallen over her face again (it's too stubborn to stay put, and she'd be frustrated at it, if she wasn't so entranced by the way his fingers ghost over her cheek when he tucks it back in place behind her ear).

"Did you?" she whispers back, and without noticing she's moved closer, her body reacting to his like a magnet. His lips are suddenly there, so close to her own that it takes everything in her not to close the tiny gap between them, and she waits and waits for him to speak, to say whatever it is he wants to say about last night, but it seems he's as entranced by their proximity as she is, and all he does is hover his mouth over hers, look at her face and her body as his hands find purchase at her waist.

"Regina," he breathes, and god, that's sexy, the way his Adam's apple keeps bobbing as he stares at her, how his voice goes low and raspy as he says her name.

She has things to do, should head to her office right now and get to work, figure out if the missing charity money was indeed deposited into the wrong account like they suspect, but then Robin licks his lips, his hands tightening their grip on her waist as he pulls her even closer, and she forgets all about her duties, too caught up in him, in that warm tingle that erupts all over her body at his touch.

She kisses him, tentative at first, a nervous press of her lips to his, and in seconds he's moaning, opening his mouth to welcome her tongue and moving his hands down to her ass to pick her up and turn them, pressing her against the wall as their kiss becomes wilder, sloppier, better...

Regina strolls into her office a little later than anticipated, her shirt buttoned haphazardly, her hair a little messy and lips a little swollen, and she can't help it, she smiles, eagerly awaiting her lunch break to see Robin again.