With the children settled, it's an early night for Emma, Robin and Regina in the Sherwood inn.
In Storybrooke, Neal and his Scottish queen also retire early.
However in town, Merlin and his family have something to celebrate...

Author Note: Okay, so this is going to be the last 'smutty' chapter of the story, as I'm going to be fast forwarding a few years after this. I had several PMs asking for something like this, so I hope you like the result. I hope I haven't gone too far! I deleted two versions already, cut bits and added more, as they went way too pornographic after I read them through. If I still went to far with this version, and anyone thinks it's offensive, please let me know and perhaps I'll make try to make time to re-edit it again?

Obviously, readers who don't like that sort of thing, please move on to the next chapter?

Sherwood

After a brief shower, Robin dried, brushed his teeth and, wearing just his dressing gown and boxers, stepped back into the master bedroom. Usually he'd expect to see his beloveds already in bed, probably reading. However this time, Regina was sitting on the edge of the bed, kicking her legs, looking straight at him, smirking. Emma was standing by the dressing table, pouring a bottle of something fizzy into three glasses.

"Champagne? Just for winning a little archery contest?"

"No, I was just in the mood," she turned, handing each a glass. "Do we need a reason?"

"I guess not. I must say, you both look gorgeous tonight. Gina, purple's definitely my favourite colour on you…" they chinked glasses as he leaned over, pecking her lips, before looking across at his blonde wife, who was wearing a particularly short robe. "Cheers! And as for you Emma, those legs are sinful…" He gave her an interested look.

"Good. And they only open for you two," Emma whispered, Regina rolling her eyes at the unnecessarily smutty response. "Still, I did think Merida deserved that comeuppance! She was being quite arrogant, baiting you like that."

"Oh, she's still young. She has the weight of expectation on her back, and I think she feels she always has to prove herself." He winked at the brunette. "I like her. She's feisty and stroppy, like other people I could mention!"

"I saw how you liked her, Locksley!" Regina glared. "The feeling seemed to be mutual. Bit young for you, don't you think?"

"Don't be daft. First, you know I only have eyes for you two. Second, she seems to very much have eyes for Baelfire. They seem close."

"Hmm," grunted Emma, replenishing the glasses. "I don't want to think about them. Just us."

"Fair enough. Well, a certain stunning, leggy blonde did promise me some sort of…reward?"

Putting her glass down, she stretched out on the bed "I never break a promise so, what would you have me do, 'Oh Masterful One?'" she purred in her best sarcastic slave voice.

In almost two years since Emma and Regina had moved Robin into their home, and their bed, the trio had gone on to experiment in all areas of lovemaking. They'd looked at all manner of both erotic and frankly, pornographic online sites. Most of which, they agreed, were much too distasteful or just plain nasty, turning what should be beautiful, into something sordid. But some sites gave them new ideas, and they experimented enthusiastically together, discovering what they liked, and just as importantly, what they didn't!

Of the three, Regina was the one most interested in BDSM, but particularly the clothing, no doubt a throwback to her Evil Queen past. She disliked anything to do with sadism; however, bondage was her own little fetish. Emma proved to be the most sexually 'aggressive' of them, as Robin was always too wary of his own physical strength being accidentally misused in the heat of the moment. Emma was the biter, the scratcher, and Regina had regularly had to use her magic to remove some of the various scars from Robin's back and chest after several particularly heated lovemaking sessions. And Robin? He was definitely the most voyeuristic, being more than happy to watch his lovers engage with one another, before he sought his own enjoyment. The women regularly poked fun at him for it, accusing him of just wanting them to tire each other out, before he joined the fray.

"We could take turns as usual..." suggested Regina. "Emma and I can look after one another, while you sit over there, until you can't stand it anymore. But ou mustn't touch yourself, mind! Then you two have some fun, and I'll watch. Then Emma's turn? The winner could be the one who manages NOT to join in. But I'm pretty sure you'll lose, Locksley!"

"He'll definitely lose. We both know his little kinks, don't we?" Emma added. "And I certainly know yours!"

"So sure of yourself, Sheriff?" Robin's voice was a little hoarse with excitement.

"Oh please! She and I both know pretty well what you like, thief!" insisted Regina, grinning. "So, be a good boy and sit over there?"

Robin raised his hands in surrender, placing a strong locking and soundproofing spell over their room, before replenishing the glasses.

He had no idea what they were thinking, but it was bound to be good!

The Gold Mansion

"Come in!" Merida called, following the knock on the door of the guest room.

"Hi…" Neal walked in, carrying a small tray and trying to keep his voice down. "I brought you a little nightcap? Hot chocolate. To help you sleep." He placed down two cups, before looking back up at her. "Bloody hell, you look…great!"

The queen wore a pink coral chemise, no bra underneath, and similar coloured panties under an open white robe, strikingly different to her usual plain white nightie! Her long, bright red hair cascaded down over her shoulders.

"Thanks…" she blushed, seeing his look. "Ariel lent me somethin' for the night. I've never worn anythin' like this before. She an' Belle have got some lovely things. Belle even offered to straighten ma' hair, like Ariel's."

"You should wear that colour more often. I'm pleased you decided to stay, instead of the pub."

"Och, ma brothers would probably just get bladdered anyway! I'm not sure what's goin' on wi' them. Hamish and Harris were actin' really weird, and I think they've upset mamma somehow. Then mamma was makin' cow eyes at that auld fella by the bar. I didnae wanna see that!"

He chuckled. "Geppetto? He's the town carpenter. Don't worry, he's a nice guy."

"Hmm," she didn't sound convinced. "Besides, I wanted to spend a bit more time with a certain former dead thief…"

"I thought you'd had quite enough of Robin Hood already?"

"Shut up!" That earned a light slap on the arm. "Ye know exactly what I-" But her words stopped the moment he lashed his lips onto hers. "Hmmm…" she moaned, opening her mouth a little as arms came around her. When they separated to draw breath, she put a flat hand against his chest.

"Neal, we canna! Not here! Ye fatha's next door!"

"Yup. With his wife and girlfriend, and a soundproofing spell on their room. Which reminds me…"Hhe waved a hand towards the door, which made a clunking noise.

"Wassat? What did ye do?"

"I put a soundproofing spell on this one. You can come in and out as you want, but no one else can get in till I take it off. You can scream my name as much as you want, because nobody will hear you!"

"Scream yer name? Awfy confident of yerself there, Mr. Cassidy!"

"Well…" a wash of magic flew over him and his clothes disappeared, leaving him standing in just a pair of cotton boxers and a rather impressive bulge underneath. "I aim to please. Particularly when it comes to giving service to the queen!" She gasped at the transformation, her eyes surveying his bare chest, lightly muscled arms and what was in his shorts.

"Nice. Well I do have a particular itch that may need scratchin'!" Her robe dropped to the floor, as she pulled the sheets back. "Perhaps best get in?"

Back at the Earl of Locksley…

Any doubts the two of them were deliberately trying to make him as uncomfortable as possible as he sat watching them, were dispelled by the blatant activities in front of him. Getting onto their knees, they shared a light giggle before the two women, both in sheer silk, embraced, hip-to-hip and breast-to-breast, tilting heads to capture each other's lips in searing kisses, moaning, as their right hands drove down between thighs. Just that was enough for Robin's loins to stir, as he marveled at the beautiful sight. His loves, loving one other.

"You like that?" said Emma, drawing breath.

It took a moment for him to realize she was talking to him, not Regina.

"Every time," he groaned. "Someday I'm going to draw the two of you, just doing that. Just kissing, looking into each other's eyes, holding each other."

"You did that already. Something else for your 'private' album?" said Regina, never taking her eyes off the green pair in front of her. "But posing like this for too long would be rather…painful."

"Not if I took a couple of photos and drew from the best one? Deleting them after, of course…"

"Well don't waste time then, Annie Liebovitz. Get your phone!" Emma pummelled the brunette's lips yet again.

~oOo~

Robin couldn't believe his eyes.

As he tried to avoid touching his now painfully engorged organ to relieve himself, they raised their game!

After seeing Emma going down on her queen, she now rose into her knees, forcefully grasping the brunette's hips, lifting her right leg up and against her left shoulder, sliding her own left leg under, and her right across the brunette's thigh. Using magic to place a large pillow under that perfect backside, she then lifted Regina's entire lower half into the air as she stood, crouching over her. Quickly lining up their cores, she then squatted, slamming her vagina hard into Regina's. "Ooof!" Moaned the lower woman, as she then followed it by grinding their two centres hard against each other hard, gripping onto Regina's right calf for support.

"Hang on…" groaned the brunette, stopping her, to insert her own hands between them, parting Emma's labia and her own, before whispering something he didn't catch. Whatever she'd done, it seemed to make a difference, as Emma's next push down made her gasp triumphantly. "Yes, that's it! Right there! Now slow…slow…you move, and I…unngghh!"

Robin remembered what she's once said once about them doing this. That it felt great, but she couldn't finish that way? Well it damn well looked like she was going for it this time, judging by the noises!

In their frenzied state, they were completely oblivious to his phone, now floating magically in mid-air, several feet away, as it took silent snaps. Fortunately, he'd remembered to set the camera shutter sound to 'off' previously. Robin knew he'd have to make doubly-sure he destroyed the images immediately after he'd made sketches from them. They'd kill him if they fell into someone else's hands!

"Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuckity-fuuuuuuck!" moaned Emma, shuddering as she ground in harder.

"YEEEESSSSS!" Regina growled back, as her back now gave out, causing Emma to roll off, falling, collapsing sideways onto her back, laughter following. "I knew we could one day! That felt lovely, but I couldn't have held that much longer! I was getting cramp!" Still lying on her back, she looked over at Robin. "I hope you realise that was partly for your benefit, thief?"

The two perspiring women lay quite still, catching their breath, Emma also looking over to Robin. Seeing the state he was in, she started chuckling again. "Enjoy the show, you old pervert? And she said no touching yourself!"

"Of course I enjoyed it, missy; and I'm not the only 'perv' around here! If you saw what I just saw, you wouldn't be saying that! That was stupidly hot, but unfortunately, because of you two, I'm now in rather a lot of discomfort. You want to carry on, or have a rest?" He desperately hoped it wasn't the latter. If neither of them wanted to continue, he was definitely going to go relieve himself in the bathroom! He rose, stepping over to deliver short kisses to both of them. Emma was more than impressed by the fine package he was now sporting under the boxers!

"You two," said Regina, still panting and massaging her right thigh. "After that, I need to get my blood supply back."

"Well in that case, Mr. Locksley, I'm game. But nothing too acrobatic!"

"I could just say you just lie back Emma, and I'll do the work But that does sounds rather creepy!"

Frankie's Restaurant, Storybrooke

After meeting up in Sherwood, the entire Sage family had taken over a corner of Storybrooke's only decent restaurant, for the evening.

Merlin's eldest daughter Celia had returned, having flown in from the UK for two weeks. Rosie and Killian sat opposite her father, Annabelle and her brother Charlie either side of them, Charlie holding his fiancé's hand, Maria having just confirmed the arrangements for their wedding. Either side of Merlin sat his special guests, Maleficent and her daughter, Lilith. Their daughter. It had been a fun, lively evening which was now drawing to its close.

Merlin turned to his side, dropping a kiss on Mal's cheek before standing. "Well now, I need to say a few words. First, it's been a joy for me, to have ALL my family together for a change, the first time since the Arendelle royal wedding!" He stopped to stroke Lily's shoulder. "That was the first time I had the chance to meet the daughter I never knew I had. Your wonderful sister here…" Lily felt her cheeks redden as all eyes fell on her. Her half-brother and half-sisters cheered, agreeinjg with their fathers words. "And Celia, it's lovely to have you back. Now, I asked for us all to meet up for a number of reasons. Last time, we introduced Lily and Mal to the family. Now, I need to formally welcome Maria! This bright, beautiful young lady has stolen my boy's heart, and rightly so! Charlie, your fiancée's rather wonderful, but it seems, with her, you're punching well above your weight!"

That brought agreeing chuckles from his sisters, a blush from Maria Locksley, and a resigned "true!" from Charlie, taking his ribbing in good heart. "Maria, welcome to our little family. You've made my boy do something I'd never imagined. Namely, settle down in one place! But Charlie, you need to know this girl is treasured by her brother, and many people here, so don't think about upsetting her or taking her too far away!"

Annabelle nodded, blowing Maria a kiss. "Damn right!"

"However, there's also another reason I asked you all here. As you're all aware, Maleficent and I knew each other long before your mother was even born. You all know how much I mourned my Catherine, for so long. Well, after Zeus allowed me once again, one of my selves met with her last week. Your mother wanted me to remind you just how amazingly proud she is of you all! I also told her something I was intending to do, and she gave me her blessing."

"My loves, when I last knew Mal, she and I were in dragon form, under assumed names. Unfortunately, our romance was cut short due to a crisis. Mal had also been forced to leave her homeland, and we were forever split, before either of us even realized she was pregnant. That beautiful child is finally united with us, the evidence of our love." Celia's hand resting on Lily's in support. "That love has been rekindled these last months, and after gaining your mother's blessing, I asked Mal if she would give do me the great honour of marrying me. Thankfully, she said yes."

Mal had been gripping the tablecloth, unusually anxiously, worrying how they'd react. What if they hate me? What if they already know about my past?

Merlin's son's eyes drove straight on to her own, a serious look on his face, before it gradually turned into a broad smile as he stood, walking around the table to stand close to her, his hands inviting her to stand. "That's wonderful! Congratulations, Mal!" His arms engulfed her, Mal almost shaking with relief. By now his sisters had also joined him, taking it in turns to hug the former Mistress of All Evil, as a rare tear slid down her cheek. Looking over Anna's shoulder, she saw Merlin had also taken Lily into his arms, giving her a fatherly hug, her daughter grinning back at her.

The last of the group to hug her was Killian Jones. "And congratulations from me too, Maleficent! I truly wish you both well. Speaking as a former villain myself, you know you've hit the jackpot here, right? Like me, you're marrying into a remarkable little family. I never honestly believed I'd have something like this, and it's changed me beyond measure. With them, I'm sure you, and Lilith, will definitely get your happy endings."

"Thank you, Killian. And thank you for overlooking my attempts to kill you in the past? Even if you did break into my castle! By the way, what did you finally do with the Khayam ruby you stole?" She gave him a soft glare, a shadow of her former imperious scowl.

"You thought that was me?" He gave a deep chuckle. "Sorry to disappoint you, but for once I'm not guilty. However, My spies in Agrabah once told me the culprit was one Robin Hood. I gather it went on to pay for five villages to be fed for a good year!"

"Locksley?" Mal huffed, a resigned smile on her face. " I should have known, as they left no clues! At least it was finally put to good use. I apologise for misjudging you."

"No need. I'm sure we've both wronged each other in the past. However, it's forgotten. We're going to be family now, you and I."

Meanwhile...

It was now Regina's turn, getting more than turned on by the sight facing her, as she lay back on the sofa, now back in her dressing gown, champagne glass in hand, watching them.

Robin had been quite urgent at first, desperate to gain some sort of release, after having watched his wives screw each other senseless, minutes before. However, realizing he really needed to slow things down lest he peak way too early, and seeing Emma was still a little breathless from before, he slowed his pace, merely kissing and stroking her, before working his way gently over her entire athletic frame, kissing every square inch. Emma was always self-conscious about her stretch marks, so he soothed her, assuring her they were just one more reason why he loved her, as she'd 'won' them undergoing the hard work of creating one of their daughters. Emma knew he was talking shit, but she loved him for it anyway.

He kissed the fine silvery lines, working ever closer down towards her centre. Emma was now definitely recovering, her breath catching, as he finally arrived, drawing a flattened tongue across a still very-wet entrance, making her sigh softly. She knew what was coming. He was a past master at this! But he was surprised to find a slightly different, but no less recognizable taste, mingled with her own essence.

"Hmmm - never actually tasted Gina's pussy on yours before?" he groaned into her, making her snigger. "Two tastes in one! Rather a delicious combination…" before lowering his head again, to wrap his lips over her still reddened nub, nipping slightly to draw out a large hiss. Emma looked across to Regina, who was now sitting a little more upright, watching closely, a glass of champagne still in one hand, but the other hand disappearing into her gown.

"Hey, no touching yourself. Remember?" She gasped, as another nip drew a jolt right through her, Robin carrying on, regardless.

"That only applied to him!" Regina wheezed, staring back at those beautiful emerald-green eyes.

Emma knew what she was doing, just from the sound of her voice. "Let me see?" she puffed, nearing her peak. "If you're going to, let me see you play with yourself? I want to see you come again…" Her jaw dropped at the blonde's words, but she slid her gown apart slightly, bringing a knee up onto the sofa so Emma could clearly see enough. "Holy shit! So hot…" she groaned. Moments later, the jolt of an orgasm fired through her entire frame "Fuck - Robinnnnnnn!" she groaned through it, the sight alone making Regina tremble.

His head lifted, lips and beard glistening from his efforts. "Better?"

But Regina had other ideas! "No…still my turn to watch, and you two aren't nearly finished! We said we were going to indulge each other's favourite little…kinks? Isn't that how you put it, Emma? Well, Robin saw the two of us. Now it's my turn! And if you haven't noticed, he hasn't peaked yet?"

Regina's favourite sight, apart from both of them making love to her, was her wife's expressions when she was being aggressively ploughed by their husband. Having seen it so often, it tickled her just how angry she looked, when she was being penetrated deeply and reaching her peak. Her teeth would bare in sheer concentration, her longs legs wrapped tightly around their lover's knees as, from behind, his little tight bum cheeks shook as he slammed mercilessly into her. Emma liked it rough! The two women had repeatedly tried using the feeldoe they bought in New York, but it always seemed to fall out of one of them under pressure. No such problem with Robin!

So now, Regina watched in lustful fascination as Robin, having already threatened to break the bedhead in his enthusiasm, lifted Emma clean off the sheets, while still inside her, stepping onto the floor and pushing Emma's back against the wall, both grunting loudly as he again started slamming into her. With their lips fastened together in a fiery kiss, Emma's lithe legs again wrapped themselves around the back of his thighs, her arms around his shoulders, as he cupped her buttocks, keeping her upright. She knew it was one of Emma's favourites, and Regina felt she was going to come again shortly, just from looking at them!

Amongst the gasps of air and shouts, "Faster!" "Harder!" and the usual "Oh fuck!" she neared her peak. Emma dug her fingernails hard into his back, making him flinch as she did so. Emma often caused scratches down Robin's, and even Regina's, backs from time to time, but this time she seemed to be clawing him!

Robin didn't mind so much. Yes, it stung, but the kisses and attention Emma would administer on his scratches after as she healed them with her magic, usually more than made up for it. However, this time was to be little different.

"Yes-yes-yes-yes-yes! Oh fuck…YES!" she yelled, as Robin continued ploughing hard into her. "YES!" She finally screamed, digging her nails into his back, drawing her teeth back and actually biting into his shoulder as she came. Hard!

Robin was in utter heaven as his lover tightened around him. However as he felt the beginning of his own release finally start to build, the divine pleasure he felt from being inside this incredible woman, suddenly turned to a very sharp pain on his shoulder. So sharp, it stopped him immediately! "OW! FUCK! EMMA, STOP!" he yellow into her ear, when he saw the cause of the pain. "STOP!"

As he orgasm still worked through her, it took Emma a second to realise what she'd done! Another to notice a worried Regina already on her feet and at Robin's back.

"Emma, stop, you've hurt him!" The horrified brunette examined an angry gouge on his shoulder. More than scratches, teeth marks were clearly visible, and the flesh broken. "You drew blood!"

"I've done what?" He slipped out of her, lowering her onto her feet, and she pulled around him to inspect the damage, Regina having already magicked a wet flannel with ice. "OH MY GOD! ROBIN, I'M SO SORRY!" She was utterly mortified, a tear starting to appear as her hands went to her face. "What have I done?"

"It's okay, love," he assured her, seeing her state. "You were just being a little overenthusiastic, as you get from time to time. I'm sure it's nothing. Gina, help please?"

After checking the wound, the brunette sent a warm pulse of magic energy over it, sealing the skin and reducing the redness. "There. Robin, it'll still sting a bit, but the mark's gone. Emma, you really need to be a bit more careful?" But Emma already had her hands over the mouth, not quite believing what she'd done.

"I'm so sorry! I ruined everything. I-" she started pulling away, and Robin saw the anguish.

"Hey, stop that! Come here…" he pulled at her wrist, to draw her in close again. "I love the fact you're my tigress in bed! You're my tigress, and Regina's my lioness. Honestly, it's fine, Emma, she's dealt with it! Gina, come here too please?" As she stepped forward, Robin pulled her into their hug as he dropped his lips onto Emma's, whispering "It's forgotten," before unsealing them and delivering the same to Regina, pulling his two loves in even tighter.

"You do realise I'm the only one wearing any clothing right now?" Regina muttered, their breaths all mingling.

"I noticed. Far too overdressed…" said the outlaw, winking, as her gown disapparated. "Much better! Now, Emma, perhaps it's your turn to sit back and relax?"

On the other side of town, as she lay in the arms of her fiancé, the former Mistress of all Evil thought about their wonderful evening.

"I still can't really believe this is happening! That they accept me? Your family's wonderful Merlin, and I think I've fallen in love with all of them."

"They love you too, Mal. And just as importantly, they love Lily. I never doubted they would."

"I never thought I'd have this. I thought I'd never see you again. I've been alone for so long. But are you quite sure I can cross the town boundary with you and survive? I just assumed…"

"I double-checked. There is a small spell involved. You won't have any magic outside, but then nor do any of us, unless you travel to the right places. You'll have your freedom at last, not being stuck here. And you'll have Lily. I'm sorry you've been so alone, Mal. Were there no lovers? Nobody to comfort you?"

"Nothing permanent, but over the years I did take some. Only human women, as I somehow couldn't face being with another male, human or dragon, after you. The pain of losing Lilith was too great and I couldn't risk conceiving again."

"And nor will you have to. My darling, you and I are immortals. I'll be here for you for as long as you want me. But, immortality is a hell of a long time. So, you must be free to take lovers as and when you wish. But I'll be here for you as long as Zeus wills it."

"And Catherine? She really gave you her blessing? I can't imagine why."

"As I explained, there is no jealousy, no envy, in the afterlife. All souls are divisible, and love is shared, without anyone needing to see anyone they don't wish to. There is no awkwardness. My passed wives have no need to meet as there is time for all. Though some of them have become fervent friends. Actually, Catherine rather likes you! She said she's already met your mother. And Briar Rose."

The name of her last real lover since Merlin made her stiffen. "Briar Rose? But...but she must still wish me dead, surely?"

"She really doesn't. Death's a great healer, Mal. Stefan has forgiven her for her infidelity, and she has forgiven you. Though she hopes one day you will finally ask forgiveness from her daughter, for the wrong you did her, before Aurora eventually passes over herself. You know she's currently expecting their third child?"

"No, I didn't. That sleeping curse was one of the worst things I ever did! Aurora didn't deserve that, nor did Philip, and I still regret it."

"Then you should tell her and ask her forgiveness? Even for immortals, contrition is good for the soul."

As Emma sat back on the couch, still feeling bad and cursing herself for biting him so hard in her excitement, she now watched as Robin lay back on the bed, Regina starting to massage him, lowering her lips over his recovering shaft to suck long and hard, enjoying Emma's taste on him. Sure enough, within minutes he was again as hard as a rock, having yet to enjoy his first orgasm of the night, compared to Emma's three and her two already. She knew Emma loved watching her do this to him! Before they'd married him, Emma had once remarked how hot it was to watch such an elegant and refined queen as Regina do something so completely unladylike, thinking it was something only 'common' girls did! Regina had been surprised by that, countering that as Robin had been good enough to master the hidden arts of cunnilingus, which he performed on both of them regularly and with great relish, then the least she could do was respond in kind. Besides, she rather enjoyed it, loving how he moaned in bliss when she did!

He was groaning with pleasure. "Darling, I don't think I can last much longer. I need to be inside you…please?" he almost begged, long overdue for relief. Definitely more than ready for him herself, Regina released him with a soft 'pop', grinning widely, as she climbed up, ready to mount him. However, as she turned, Robin breathed. "No, my love - face Emma! I'd love her to see your face and it's her turn to watch, after all?" He gently lifted her waist to help turn her, so they were both facing the blonde as she lowered herself down. Emma was now faced with the erotic sight of her wife now straddling their husband, before taking his cock in her hand, ready to lower herself onto him. "Well that's different?" she groaned.

"Care to join me?" Emma didn't hesitate, rising to step closer in seconds, her robe falling to the floor. The brunette pulled her down, taking her lips in her own, before pulling back to whisper, "I'm not quite ready to take him. May I?" Before she could figure out what Regina had meant, Emma gasped when the brunette moved her left hand under the silk, cupping her ass cheek, bringing her closer before quickly sliding her right hand over her core, dipping two fingers within her folds. Almost as swiftly, she removed them again, to smear Emma's glistening essence over his cock! Seconds later, the brunette's fingers were again back inside her, removing them. But this time inserting them into herself, working them within. Emma could hardly breath! If that wasn't kinky enough, Regina then pulled her fingers out, taking one of them into her mouth to suck on it, eyes closing.

"Hmm. You know, he's right. Two tastes in one? It's rather distinct!"

Emma pounced, seizing the second glistening finger to suck, before pulling the hand away from them both, wrapping her hands around Regina's cheeks and taking her lips with her own in a heated kiss, peering over her shoulder to see Robin's lustful grin. "Allow me?" she whispered, moving her hand to seize Robin's staff, lifting the brunette slightly, and guiding it inside her as Regina lowered herself down onto it, moaning blissfully at the feeling of being full.

Robin groaned in exquisite pleasure, feeling warm walls envelop him like the most perfect tight velvet glove, as she took him in fully, and praying to god his climax wasn't going to be interrupted this time by someone biting him! "Emma, come sit on her lap? I can take both your weight. Hold her?" Seeing a curious smirk on his face, and Regina's inviting look, she silently complied, lifting herself up and interlacing her legs with her queen's, as they sat facing each other, on top of him. As Regina now started riding, her movements sped, added to which she and Emma wrapped their arms around each other, pulling close as the blonde latched their lips together yet again, sliding her tongue into her mouth to massage her own, rising and falling with her. Robin couldn't believe the erotic sight, of the two women holding each other tightly, rising up and down together, Emma cupping her perfect ass, as breasts squashed together. "Gina…I'm close!" he wheezed.

"Me too! Just…just…" Emma knew the moment her orgasm hit, again taking her lips as Regina screamed into her mouth. Feeling that familiar clench, Robin could no longer stop, an almost angry roar as he felt himself explode deep within her. "Ginaaaaaa!" Knowing Robin so well, after his first pulse and yell, she knew she had a couple of seconds before the lesser, second climax came. She rose, pulling Emma even closer, before swiftly removing his still-hard, wet cock from within, pushing the glossy brim forward an inch, pulling Emma's waist to line them up, and pushing her down onto it, hard.

"JEEZUZ!" she groaned in surprise, as Robin's shaft entered her without warning, a second before he climaxed once again, the final painful yet blissful pull on his groin causing him to growl. "Haaaaah! Emma? Gina, did you just…?"

The brunette leaned back from Emma, smiling, her body glistening with perspiration. "I share everything with Emma, remember?" She breathed back, dropping yet another kiss on pink lips, her eyes never leaving her. "Everything!"

~oOo~

Ten minutes later, they all lay back in bed, Robin's turn in the middle, with their heads on his chest.

Regina noticed a faraway look in her wife's eyes. "Emma, you look worried? Something wrong?"

Robin tilted his head down to look, too. "You're not worried about David's operation, are you? I thought you said it was fairly straightforward?"

"No…it's not that. Well, it might be, a little bit. I guess I was just reminded of everything they did. When he eventually dies, mum dies too. And the same goes for him, if she goes first."

"I was there when they made the curse, remember?" said Regina, a sad look in her eye. "It's the price they paid to get back to you and Henry! David willingly gave his life by letting his heart be destroyed, and Snow split hers, to bring him back with her. I often think about that. I never understood how people could have so much love in them to do that. But now I do! I know I'd now give my life for either of you, or the children, if I had too!" She reached out to find Emma's hand resting on Robin's stomach, giving it a squeeze.

"I'd do the same, without any hesitation…" Emma give her a sad smile, just visible in the moonlight.

Robin gave her shoulder a squeeze. "It's the price they willingly paid for love, Emma. For the love of you, Henry, and each other. Is that what's making you sad? Knowing when the time comes, you'll lose both of them at the same time?"

"I guess. But it's not just that. It's the fact that everything's changing. We're not going to be seeing so much of Henry once he goes off realm-hopping, which he seems to insist on! His dad's back, so he'll want to spend time with him too, wherever the hell he winds up. Half the women I know are having babies, and getting on with their lives. Once the only people with magic here were Gina, me and Gold; whereas now, there's loads of us! The town isn't constantly under any sort of threat every five minutes, so it's not as though they…" she drifted off.

"Not as though they need a Saviour? You're feeling a little unwanted? Unappreciated?" Regina probed.

"You make it sound like I'm being silly."

Robin gave a low chuckle. "Emma, you're not being silly, you're just feeling a little unsure of yourself! Yes, our roles are changing. But Regina needs you. I need you. Our family needs you, like never before! Yes, Henry's become independent and needs to create his own life. Roland's going to be going that way too before very long. But we also have four beautiful, growing daughters, who'll need the love and guidance of both of their extraordinary mothers for quite some time to come. You're needed more than you ever have been. By all of us!"

Regina dropped a kiss on her cheek. "It's true. One day, my love, you and I are going to be aged great-grandmothers, sitting in our wheelchairs, saggy tits down by our knees, watching our children's children, and their children, building families of their own and going their own way. It's love, and life, Emma. Compared to the life I had, I welcome it."

As Robin listened, he remembered what Merlin had said nearly two years ago. About Zeus one day paying him a visit. About battles ahead. And more importantly, about the likely prospect that he was now an immortal. But did he even want to be? Wouldn't it be better to live his life alongside these two wonderful women, grow old with them, and eventually die, to share eternity with them?

"You're right. Of course you are." Emma sighed loudly. "Ignore me! I guess I'm feeling a little sorry for myself I guess, what with everything that's been going on around me as I watched from the sidelines. I guess I was starting to feel like a bystander, and a little…ordinary."

"Ordinary?" Robin moved fast. Easing his right side out from under Regina, he forced his chest into Emma's, pushing her easily into her back, tickling her left side with his fingers, making her giggle, before, in one swift movement, easing himself on top of her, careful to keep his full weight off, before using a knee to separate her thighs, planting himself between them. It took less than a couple of seconds before she found his face over hers. "Ordinary? My wife, Emma Locksley, ordinary?" he had a lusty twinkle in his eyes as he stared into hers, Regina looking from the side, laughing at the sudden change in him.

"How VERY dare you?" he gave a devilish smirk. "There is nothing 'ordinary' about either of my wives! They are 'extra-ordinary' in every way! As I shall now go on to prove, when my wife Emma goes on to give me only my second orgasm of the night, before screaming my name when she gets her fourth!"

Emma now laughed in his face. "Fourth? Somebody's been counting!"

However, feeling something hardening as it rested against her core, she thought it could definitely go beyond four!

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