A/N: Hey everyone! I hope you're not too hung-over from last night ;) I'm sorry it took me so long to update this story but Africa happened and then uni started again... I was so busy! Anyway, I promise to be updating more often from now on. Thanks for all the favs and follows and especially for the reviews!
As some of you might have witnessed, this story is now rated M... you'll see why that is.
I also published a new multi chapter last night. It's called "Poor Unfortunate Souls", an OutlawQueen AU. Those of you who enjoyed Jane Eyre or Rebecca will certainly love this one! It's with lots of mystery and suspense and nothing is as it seems! Give it a try.
Thanks to the lovely waterbaby for betaing this one!
Enjoy and let me know what you think!
(5)
She pushed him back onto his couch with more strength than he thought her petite body could muster. He let out a huff that made her smirk that incredibly elusive but satisfying smile he loved so much about her. His shirt was already gone, lost somewhere between the door and the couch and he couldn't really remember who'd taken off hers. All he knew was that there was still too much fabric between them.
Regina climbed onto him, straddling his waist with both her legs. She sunk her hands into his hair; pulling him close and making their already kiss-bruised lips crash into another needy kiss. Her hips bumped against his violently, humping him dry. Robin groaned painfully, knowing if she continued this, their little encounter would be over sooner than either one of them liked. The little minx.
"Regina!" He stopped the kiss; his breath coming out in short huffs. She loosened the grip on his hair and instead sunk her nails into his chest, leaving slightly red marks on his skin the way down to his pants. She loved to leave her marks on him, to mark him as hers, just as much as she was his. The sensation made Robin's eyes almost roll backwards. "God, you're driving me crazy!"
She just laughed, her eyes sparkling with lust and want. Of course she was driving him crazy, but she was only returning the favor.
"What can I say, you awaken the crazy side inside of me, Robin Locksley." As if to prove a point, she pressed one of her free hands hard onto the clearly visible bulge in his pants. Damn he was so hard already, hard, warm and throbbing with need for her.
"Fuck, Regina!" Robin hissed breathlessly. He wanted to take her wrist, to stop her from rubbing him through his pants, but she just patted his hand away with a smirk before locking their lips back into a deep kiss. Her wicked little tongue sucked at him in a way that drove him absolutely crazy with want, taking his thoughts away to last night when said tongue had licked his cock; so deliciously talented. She'd milked him dry, had swallowed every bit of him and afterwards wiped her mouth with a smile that looked like the cat that got the cream. Hell, he needed to get out of those pants!
Apparently Regina had the same thought. It was not fair to hold him captive for much longer. She broke the kiss, cupping his face with both her hands, a determined look on her face. "I need you, Robin. Now."
That needn't be said twice, not when she was able to make his cock twitch violently with only her voice. Robin flipped her over which made her let out a shriek. She watched him get rid of his pants, his cock springing free as hard as she'd ever seen him. Regina swallowed, licking her lips in anticipation. He knelt down in front of her to pull down her jeans. He looked so incredibly sexy with his hair all tousled by her hands, his lips all swollen by their kisses and his chest covered in light red streaks by her nails.
Mine, she thought with a grin, all mine.
Robin settled himself between her legs, undid the clasp of her front-clasp bra - oh how much he appreciated when she wore these things - and took one of the elegantly shaped rose-tipped breasts into his mouth while kneading the other one with his hand. Now it was Regina's turn to sigh at the sensation of Robin's talented mouth licking, nipping, and teasing. His breath was hot on her skin and all the touching, all the feeling drove her insane.
"Rob... mmmmh," she moaned when his free hand brushed her soaked wet panties to the side and his thumb flickered over her clit. She was so wet, so ready for him, for a moment he considered just ripping her panties off and burying himself inside of her. But no, his cock had to wait. He wanted to make her come at least one time, watch her come apart by just his fingers before he fucked her to insanity.
"You're so wet for me, Regina. I love it when you're so wet." He teased her clit once more with his thumb, and then pushed two of his delicately long fingers into her without warning. Her body jumped at the sensation and the grip on his shoulders tightened as if she was holding onto dear life. He pumped his fingers into her rhythmically while his thumb flickered over her clit, making her squirm underneath him. He laughed, holding her in place with easiness.
"Fuck, Robin!" This man drove her crazy. Regina didn't know how or why, but there was this connection between the two of them. Robin could read her body language like an open book. He did things to her... things she'd have never imagined in her wildest dreams and oh god, it felt so good. He made her feel cherished, he made her feel wanted, he made her feel loved. His fingers did magical things to her and she was so close already. Robin could make her come again and again and again, just like...
" Shiiiit! Oh God, yes... yes!" Her orgasm hit her so hard she thought she'd pass out for a second. She yelped, moaned, screamed, her nails digging so hard into his shoulders she was sure it must hurt but he didn't breathe a word, no. Instead he continued finger fucking her pussy and licking her nipple while she rocked against him with her eyes closed in pure pleasure. Regina was barely able to bring her breathing under control, her heart beating so fast she felt she'd just finished a marathon.
"I love to watch you come," Robin whispered against her mouth. She let go of his shoulders and cupped his face with both her hands to kiss him. There was so much she wanted to say to him but she wasn't able to talk right now. She didn't need to, Robin understood. He always did, he always knew what she wanted to say when she wasn't able to find the words. They both smiled into the kiss and Regina only broke it when she felt Robin shifting uncomfortably.
"Inside. Now."
"As Milady wishes." He didn't need to be asked twice. Robin straightened his posture, hooking both of her legs over his shoulders and positioned himself over her entrance. "Ready?"
"Damn, Robin!" Regina huffed out half laughing; half annoyed he took his sweet time with her when all she wanted him to do was fuck her brains out. "Do you really need to aaaaaah!"
Robin slid into her in one swift move, hitting right home. She was slick, hot and tight, so tight the sensation of her inner walls wrapping deliciously around his cock was overwhelming. "You feel so good, Regina," he groaned while he positioned his hands on either side of her hips to hold her in place. He pulled out almost all the way again and plunged back into her with every word he said. "So. Damn. Good."
Her hands clung to his shoulders for support while her head was thrown backwards, her sweet mouth was open, gasping and screaming every time he thrust into her. "Harder." That didn't need to be said twice. Both were already gasping, their skin sweaty and hot. He picked up the pace once more, slamming into her while she met him halfway, her moans and screams turning him on. He would have carpet burns on his knees once they were finished but he didn't care. A little pain was nothing in comparison to making Regina fall apart in his arms.
"More," she demanded, her nails digging into his shoulder causing him sweet pain. Oh she liked to mark him as hers! He gave her more; he would give her anything she asked for. Always.
Robin felt so close to his release but so was Regina. She had that low groan in her voice now, that groan she only had when he knew she would come. Hard.
"God, Robin. Harder, I'm so..." Shit, what was this woman doing to him? He could come right now but he needed her to come again, have her walls clench around him before he...
"Look at me, Regina, look at me," he whispered breathlessly. She did, her liquid chocolate colored brown eyes were wide open. God, she was so beautiful. One more thrust and she came. Hard. Her walls clenched around him violently, her releasing scream was silenced by his mouth, turning into a deeply satisfying groan. Now her hands were on his hair again, holding him tight. Robin would have loved to ride her orgasm out but he couldn't hold it any longer. With a yelp he spilled into her, pounding, spilling, wetting them both and the couch with his semen, her walls still clutching around him, milking him dry until he collapsed onto her.
Both were breathing heavily, trying to catch a breath.
"We didn't..." he whispered while Regina stroked his hair softly.
"I know. I don't care." His head shot up, eyes wide. He was about to reply something when they both heard the key turn inside the lock. "Shit."
Will kicked the door open and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his roommate's face and a very familiar brunette's head peeking out behind the couch. His eyebrow shot up at the abandoned clothes carelessly thrown onto the floor and Robin's shocked facial expression.
"Oh bloody hell, mate!"
Xxxxxx
Regina awoke with a gasp, irritated at first at the unfamiliar surroundings. The sheets were too soft, the bed too big for just one person, the room smelled just... wrong. She shifted to the left to get closer to the nightstand with her phone to check the time. It was way too early to get up, she'd only gone to bed what felt like two hours ago. Just then she realized the overwhelming tingling sensation between her legs, her dripping wet panties. A groan escaped her throat, making her bury her head in her pillow. Of course she'd had to dream of him. No, not just dream, it'd been more like reliving an old memory. A very satisfying old memory. Ugh. Damn it, damn him! Damn him for showing up there tonight, for ruining everything before it even began, for putting her in this position and for making her so aroused in her dreams she desperately wanted to take care of the need he'd awoken in her. She could finish it, it would be so easy to slip her hand down there and pretend it was him, so easy to imagine his rough stubble and soft lips trailing over her skin...
"Stop it!" Regina grumbled annoyed. Her hand reached for the nightstand and violently slammed the home button of her iPhone once she got a hold on it. The screen lit up, making her blink. 5:24 am. Damn it. Three more hours before she had to get up and prepare for the first group date. She threw the phone back onto the nightstand, a deep sigh escaping through her lips. She wanted to go back to sleep, but she couldn't. The throbbing between her tights didn't seem like it would lessen any time soon. Oh, it would just take three minutes or so if she took care of her little problem down there, to rub a little, to pinch a little, to cry out in relief and go back to sleep. But no, she wouldn't give him that satisfaction. Even if he wasn't here, even if he didn't know about her condition.
Regina rolled onto her stomach, burying her head inside the pillow. She would just ignore it, she decided, even if that meant she wouldn't find any more sleep tonight. She would ignore him and the stupid things he subconsciously did to her. Yes, and she would make sure she wouldn't have to see him tomorrow.
Xxxxxx
Robin stared at the slightly limp blood red rose he'd received from Regina the night before. He absently twirled it between his forefinger and thumb, the faint smell invading his senses. His mind was racing around the events of last night faster than the racecars in Formula 1. The rose smelled still sweet and fresh and if he tried hard enough, he thought he could catch a whiff of Regina's incomparable scent - a mixture of apples and vanilla, topped off with a hint of cinnamon. A smile crept over his tired features. Yes, it was probably a trick of his imagination but he remembered her smell so well even after all these years. She hadn't changed, not much. Regina looked more grown up now, more mature - still as beautiful as the day they'd first met in the pub - but below all the make-up and fake smile she'd been wearing last night he could see a woman who had suffered a great deal of pain. Probably more pain than any person should.
Robin rolled to the side, keeping the rose close to his heart. He still couldn't believe she'd given the last rose to him of all candidates. For a moment it had seemed as if she hadn't cared about him at all. She hadn't once made an attempt to talk to him, but, on the other hand, he hadn't made one either. When she'd said his name at the rose ceremony, when she'd whispered into his ear and hugged him so tight as if she was afraid he'd vanish on the spot should she let go, it was as if they'd never been ten years apart. Regina smelled the same, felt the same and hugged the same. He'd returned the hug, had smiled against her cheek like all the times he did before and restrained himself from nuzzling her neck with his face. For a moment he wondered how it must have looked to the other men in the room, let alone for the people who'd watch it on TV later. In the end, he didn't care about any of them. All he cared about and all that mattered in this moment was Regina and the many things he'd wanted to say but couldn't because they'd been watched.
Would they ever be able to catch a private moment away from the cameras? They needed to talk, Robin knew, but at the moment it seemed impossible to find said moment within the walls of this show. Sighing, he closed his eyes, wondering if they would keep the charade up or if Regina would kick him out of the show once she changed her mind about all of this. He wasn't sure. Anything could happen while they were here. Two months were a long time and even if he had fifteen other men who were trying to get into her good graces, Robin just knew the bond they shared wouldn't pass by unnoticed.
"Hey Romeo!" Robin looked up just in time to catch a flying pillow from hitting him square in the face. It almost damaged his rose but his outstretched hand blocked it, making it fall onto the carpeted floor. David smirked at him from the top of the upper half of the bunk bed. They shared a room, him, David, Killian and August. It wasn't particularly big but there was enough space for two extremely large and comfortable loft beds, a couch with a glass table, two chairs and a connection to the terrace, which was close to the pool area. Robin had hit it right off with Killian and David last night and after the rose ceremony was over, August had introduced himself to them, kind of making their quartet complete.
"Man, she really did a number on you." David smirked knowingly at him, which made Robin suddenly feel slightly sheepish for still holding the rose so close to him. He carefully put it underneath his pillow, reaching for the other pillow to smack it back right up to David who was already waiting for it. "I mean, she is quite a vision."
"She is," Robin mumbled. She wasn't just a vision. Regina was beautiful, yes but he knew her antics, her preferences, he knew how to flip her switch. Describing her outer appearance as a vision was right, yes, but Regina, she was... stunning. In every damn way there is.
"You must have made quite the impression on her when you first met. You haven't talked to her all evening, have you?"
"No... I haven't. I... I didn't think she'd give me a rose. I was surprised."
"We all were." He knew what David was hinting at but he didn't know how to answer. David was here to win Regina's heart, too after all. All these men were here for her, whether they were really looking for someone to fall in love with or to gain enough publicity to make a living as a more or less z-status celebrity. David kept staring at him, a knowing look on his face.
"You know, Robin, this is not Big Brother. We don't have surveillance 24/7, so if you want to talk about something or rather someone..."
"Noted," Robin answered. David was right; this was not Big Brother however he didn't know who to trust. He only just met the guys and even though they seemed sincere, it would not end well for Regina and him if the production found out they knew each other before the show.
Robin was glad for the distraction of Killian entering the room through the French doors right at that moment. He was dressed in nothing but dripping wet swim trunks with a towel thrown over his shoulder.
"Morning mates! Finally woken up? The guys just told me they received a message from Regina and we're supposed to come down to the living room and watch it together. Come on; get your arse out of bed! You're the only ones still cuddling with your pillows."
"We'll be right down," Robin reassured, throwing the blanket to the side. While Killian headed for a shower, David and he got dressed.
"A message from Regina, huh? Do you think we'll be doing the first group date today?" David wanted to know. He sounded rather excited, but Robin simply shrugged.
"Either that or a dream date. I have no idea to be honest." The nagging feeling whatever it was the message contained, he wouldn't be getting to see her today became clearer by the moment. She probably needed some distance after last night and he... well, he really had to call home.
Xxxxx
The living room was crowded. Everyone was sitting on the large black leather couch around the TV, waiting for August to start the video. David, Robin and Killian had grabbed a few sandwiches from the kitchen before they plopped down on the couch, eagerly awaiting the message Regina had for them.
The cameras were on and someone yelled action. August pushed the DVD into the DVD-player and pressed start. Regina appeared in a medium shot. She was wearing an olive green top, with a straight high angled pony tail, her cheeks showed two stripes of green and brown war paint each, which gave her a quite bold look. She was looking like she was ready for combat.
"Hey guys," she greeted them with a wave of her hand, "I hope you slept well after last night. We don't want to waste any time today, so I'm really excited to announce the participants of our first group date today. I need some brave soldiers to join my army in battle today and I picked August, David, Hans, Eric, Graham, Killian, Jefferson, Daniel and... Robin."
The camera zoomed back to a full shot, revealing her tight camouflage pants and the paint ball gun in her hand. Regina raised it, aiming at the camera. "I'll see you later, guys." She shot and the screen went black.
Up until then everyone'd been holding their breath but after the screen went black, those whose names had been called out started cheering.
Robin sat there, stunned. Had she really just called out his name for the first group date? He thought she... she... was she serious about this, about them? About giving him a chance? A clap on his shoulder made him look up. Killian grinned at him knowingly.
"Ready to fight for the girl, mate?"
And a fight it would be.
