Notes: So yes, it has been a few years since this story ended. But ever since I finished it, I always meant to do at least one chapter centered on Robin's POV. With time I forgot about it, until a recent twitter conversation made me think back on it. Now here it is, it's not much, just a re-write of first chapter but looking at it through Robin's eyes. Hope you enjoy anyway.
As for first time readers, you can understand this without reading the actual story. Enjoy!
ROBIN'S POV: Chapter 1
Saying that Regina took him by surprise when she asked him to father a child with her was the understatement of the century.
Actually, if he wanted to be more precise, he would go ahead and admit he has been gobsmacked, shocked… rocked to the very foundation of his being by the unexpected request.
It was just that… well, it has been such a sudden thing to ask and yes, even though it made him cringe to look back into that moment so that he could weight on his reaction, the truth was that as soon as the words rolled out of her tongue and drilled into his brain he froze, his mind speeding a thousand miles per second as he tried to make sense of it.
It was just a concept hard to grasp… that Regina, his friend and yes, why not put it out there? The woman he has been pinning for since he first set foot in Storybrooke wanted a child with him.
He honestly hadn't known how to react and he was sure that his face screwed in all kinds of forms as he struggled to keep a little bit of composure.
It has been hard and more than a little awkward to get a hold of himself because once again, Regina making such a request was the last thing he expected her to ever ask and he has needed some time to digest it.
Back then, his concept of planning a family was exclusive for couples… married couples, and since she has never showed any sign that her interest for him went beyond a very platonic friendship, he got confused…
Then, all of a sudden his hopes started to flare and his mind to roll… but before he could even start to process it and all the implications such a request carried, in typical Regina fashion she started to ramble about how she wasn't expecting anything other than his 'seed', to put it kindly, and the confusion he first felt by the request fell short to the one that followed.
He didn't quite get the new realm he now lived in and their weird customs, so he actually had to wait until much later so that he could fully understand what was it that she really wanted, which apparently was for him to get her pregnant but in a very amicable way that involved zero physical contact, a doctor and some pesky tests he really didn't understand.
It wasn't like she wanted him as a man, she wanted him as a friend that would produce her a baby.
Needless to say, it has been a bit of a disappointment to confirm that the woman didn't see him the same way as he saw her and that actually made him hold onto his answer for almost two weeks.
Yes, he took his time, but it was just that what she asked for was something he didn't want to rush into just because he had feelings for her.
He ended up saying yes, of course he did… and not necessarily because he wanted to create that kind of bond with Regina, but because the more he thought about it, the more he warmed up to the idea of having another child.
What could he say to that? He has always wanted a big family and when Marian died, his dream of expanding his household perished with her.
Sure, there has been some women after Marian, but nobody with whom he felt close enough to even consider having children with.
Not until Regina came along, making him crave for things he believed he no longer wanted and making him feel as he hasn't felt in such a long time.
So, when she asked him, he started to see how the whole thing could be considered as a second chance, because even though they were not going to be a conventional family, it was still going to be his family.
And yes it was bizarre to a certain point and he was sure he could end up being burned, but making the decision to say yes was something he couldn't regret…
Or at least he didn't think he would regret it per se… but as he stood in front of Regina's door waiting for her to answer, he wondered if maybe their friendship wouldn't be kept safer if they did things as she has wanted them first.
With the in-vitro thing or whatever it was called…
Lifting a hand and rubbing it against the worry lines on his forehead, Robin drew in a deep breath, thinking that no, that if he was going to go through with it, then it was going to be the only way he knew how.
He was skeptical with what people called modern medicine the same way he was wary of magic and even though Belle has explained him over and over again how the procedure Regina wanted was harmless but effective, he never even considering it.
Because of that he was now standing there, about to walk into Regina's house so that they could procreate this child they both now wanted and bloody hell… the pressure was real.
He couldn't remember ever being so antsy as he was feeling in that moment, each passing second making his heart beat faster and faster inside his chest.
It was actually a silly thing, but the knowledge of what was going to happen inside that house was in a way overwhelming.
What if he couldn't keep things as she wanted them, friendly? What if he ended up saying or doing something that could freak her out?
Because yes, if there was something he was sure of, it was that Regina realizing his feelings for her ran deeper than a simple friendship would definitely make her want to push him away.
He didn't want that; no… he was resigned to the fact that nothing more than what they already had was going to happen and he was actually okay with it, it was something he could live with; and this… what was about to happen was going to be just that… two friends who cared deeply for each other creating something that was going to be just theirs.
He could handle it… he could be detached and put the true extent of his feelings on hold for this.
He was sure of it… or at least he was, until the door opened to reveal Regina standing at the other side, half a smile on her face and her eyes alive with their brightness.
That's when he doubted.
"Hey," She said almost softly and so unlike her usual sultry tone. "Come in."
"Hey yourself." He said back as he walked in, cringing internally at how stupid that sounded.
'Smooth, Robin… very smooth.'
He scolded himself, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he turned around to look at her.
Now… Regina was resting against the door, hands behind her back and her eyes, warm as liquid honey staring back at him.
She looked lovely as always, but there was something about her that day that was oddly making him have a hard time of keeping a clear head…
All he could think as his eyes drank on her was that he was going to kiss her and then more and that he wouldn't be able to separate one thing from the other.
He didn't know who he has been trying to fool because there was just no way he could detach his feelings from such an intimate act.
It was just not who he was.
"Do you want anything?"
Temped to tell her that he wouldn't refuse a drink, a strong one, Robin shook his head, deciding that even though the liquid courage could come handy, he better go through the whole thing with a clear head. "No, I'm fine."
For a few consecutive seconds, Regina just nodded, then as if remembering herself she breathed in.
"So…"
Pushing the inside of his cheek with his tongue, his eyes widened a little. "So… what now?"
Did they try some small talk? Or should he compliment her on her looks before? This was a whole new thing for him because even though he's been with women, bedding them has never been something they meticulously planned.
It was a thing that just happened… it flowed, and also, he has never felt like he was walking on eggshells with a woman he would lay with.
With Regina he was, because after the deed was done they just had to remain as friends and that meant he needed to be extremely careful not to ruin it.
Like he said before… the pressure was real and thick and he was sure he was going to choke on it.
"Do you want to start? I mean we can go to the room."
And there it was… the moment of truth.
"Sure, let's do that." He said as casually as he could, but for some reason, all the muscles of his body betrayed him and he remained standing there, frozen on the spot, hands deep into the pockets of his leather jacket and his eyes fixed into her warm stare.
The only thing that made him pull off his trance was Regina chuckling, then, before he could savor the raspy sound of it, she pushed herself from the door and started to walk to her bedroom.
He followed her, his eyes moving down so they could settle on the way the black skirt she was wearing hugged her curves like a second skin.
He knew he shouldn't stare like that but what the hell, his eyes have always been drawn to that specific part of her anatomy and that night it looked particularly alluring.
He was just looking, there was no harm in that… but then, as he checked her out and maybe even wondered if it would be okay for him to sometime during their time together slide his hands there and give her a nice squeeze, she suddenly turned on her feet and he almost collided against her.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were so close." She breathed out; her eyes settled on his.
Not really sure why she was apologizing when this one was on him, Robin smiled guiltily, feeling as if he has been finally busted appreciating her female form. "It's alright."
It was bound to happen, Regina one day catching him red handed checking her out, he guessed, as his treacherous eyes always ended up looking at her when she wasn't aware; but wanting to prevent the moment to become even more awkward than what it was, he just shrugged and looked down at the lack of high heels on her feet.
"You know, somehow you look a hell of a lot shorter today."
She did, and in reality, he found that completely endearing, to get to know these little details about her he has missed before because yes, they were friends and he was aware that he knew her better than most, but the woman was so reserved and elusive that there were still things about her he wanted to see or even to find out.
"Yes, I know." She bit back with one of her infamous snarls and before he could say that he was joking with her, she blew out a breath and started to fumble with his belt.
He let her do it, in a way too shocked to react accordingly to the fact that he had this gorgeous woman taking his belt off and then unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans.
It was obvious she wanted to get him off his pants and true, that was imperative if they wanted to proceed with the plan, but it just… felt wrong to do it this way.
That's why he ended up grabbing her hand in his and putting it away. Regina looked up at him, her eyes hard to decipher as she set them firmly on his.
"You know-" He started to say, despite himself chuckling at the absurdity of whole thing, of them wanting to do this as if it meant nothing.
Because it did, even if there was not a single trace of romantic feelings from Regina's part when it came to him, they were friends and they cared and whether they liked it or not this was going to change the dynamics of their relationship.
It was up to them if they let that be a good thing or a bad one.
He was opting for it being a good thing, but to get there they needed to do it the right way.
"I don't know if it's me but this feel way too impersonal. Actually, it feels more technical than anything else so I don't know, why don't we start by kissing."
She blushed profusely at the request and he had to hold his breath as she considered it, but apparently not letting it get to her she started to talk.
"Okay, kissing is good... we can do that." She even tilted her face up, offering the fullness of her rosy-red lips for him to claim.
Not wanting to lose his nerve, Robin swallowed on dry and started to close the distance between them.
He only managed to touch her mouth with his ever so lightly before she quickly pulled away, laughing.
Yes, Regina laughed when he tried to kiss her and well, as much as he loved the raspy sound of the outburst, her reaction made his ego take a hard hit.
"I'm sorry… I just… okay, I'm ready now." She rambled on, tilting her head back up and closing her eyes tight shut.
Snorting in anything but amusement, Robin grabbed her face. "I don't think we are going to get too far here if you laugh at me, Regina."
"I'm not laughing at you… it's just that this is kind of awkward."
And there it was again.
Sure, he walked into this knowing that she didn't want them to change what they were, but he has low-key wished she could at least enjoy it.
He was confident enough to know he didn't completely suck at this and well, they were adults, they enjoyed each other companies so why not make the best of it?
They could still be friends… after being physical this once, right?
Trying to be laid back about it, he scoffed. "Oh so kissing me is weird? Wow, I don't know if I'm offended by that."
Regina opened her eyes, the soft movement of her eyelashes catching his attention for a second; but then her lips parted a little as if she was about to tell him something and all he could focus on was her mouth. On how soft and inviting they looked and on how it would feel like heaven to kiss her for real.
She didn't say anything though, at least not before she just stared at him with the full intensity of her soft brown orbs.
"No, no at all… I mean I don't know. I've never kissed you before so I really don't know."
Smiling down at her because her rambling meant she was probably as nervous as he was, Robin breathed out in relief.
Nervous was better than indifferent so he was going to take that and roll with it.
"Well, then let's just try this again; but don't laugh, okay? My male ego wouldn't take it."
Quirking her lips, Regina shook her head and blinked a few times. "I won't, laugh. Not if you do it right at least."
"Talk about putting pressure on a man." He snorted, but with that said, he settled his fingers to her cheeks and cradling her face, he touched his mouth to hers once more.
He did it softly, giving her time to break it off in case she really didn't want to kiss… in case he was pushing too hard. But she didn't pull away, and when he found her willing enough, he added a little bit of more pressure into it.
It was basically a chaste thing but if he was to be honest, it was everything he has ever wanted. Something he has been craving since they first met.
Back then he could have sworn they hit it off immediately and he was sure she has even flirted a little with him. But just as things started to turn interesting, she flew from the scene never to come back with that same initial boldness.
It was a miracle they ended up as friends after she put such high walls around her, but he basically had to bust his arse to make that happen.
Now they were here, and they were kissing and bloody hell he needed it to be more than just their lips meeting.
With that in mind, he used his teeth to teasingly tug her lips and just as he has been hoping, she parted her mouth for him, offering the much-desired entrance.
He took it, his tongue breaking in so that it could touch hers, even swirling around it as he sighed into the contact.
If it bothered her, she showed no sign, so swept with airs of confidence, he slid his hands into her hair and kissed her deeper.
Regina, bless her soul, kissed him back, sliding her hands to his chest and leaning closer to him. And yes, kissing her was pure heaven, but having her reciprocate the kiss was simply glorious.
The feeling of her tongue melting against his, they way her head would tilt to the side so that he could go in deeper, stronger…
It was just too much, and the need to pull away so that he could keep his mind in the game won over him.
"You are not laughing, does this means I'm doing it right?" He breathed against her mouth, his fingers moving through her silky dark locks in a way he has been itching to do since forever.
"So far so good." Her voice came out a little breathy and that did things to him, things that made his pants feel a little tighter.
"Good, I wouldn't want to disappoint the Queen."
Kissing her again, he decided to take things a little further, because even though he could stand there all night long just kissing her, the truth was that they needed to keep going.
He wasn't there to make out or to satisfy his desire for her. Yes, it was a plus, one he sure as hell was going to enjoy, but it was not the reason of it all.
That's why he reached between their bodies and started to work on taking off her blouse, his fingers manipulating the delicate buttons with a calm he wasn't feeling.
He did that without breaking away from her lips, his tongue exploring the sweet cave of her mouth at will.
When he was finally done, he tossed the blouse away while he indulged in touching her… even if it was by tentatively running his knuckles against her sides.
He didn't want to overstep or to make her feel uncomfortable by taking liberties she wasn't willing to concede; but when Regina started to help him take off his own clothes, first the leather jacket and then breaking from the kiss so that she could go for the shirt by grabbing the fabric and pulling at it, he took it as a green light.
"Take this off."
Snorting at her authority complex, Robin took his shirt off, tossing it away before circling her small frame with one of his arms so that he could kiss her again.
He did it deeper this time, stroking her tongue with his until she shivered in his arms. If anything, that made him soar and he felt how every fiber of his being got taken over a sweet urgency to have all of her, to feel her, to touch her…
Motivated, he took off her skirt, letting it slide down her legs so that he could feel more of her skin pressed to his, then she circled his neck with her arms and the game was on.
He let his fingers roam freely against her skin, thriving on how soft and warm she was; on how his hand was a perfect fit to the hollow of her waist and how her back would arch against him if he just slid the ball of his fingers down her spine.
By the time he got the courage to venture over the valley of her breast, he was already as hard as he was going to get, his erection straining to break free off the confinements of his pants.
And the more he touched her the more he needed, because as it happened, nice as it felt, the hard peaks of her nipples and her flesh filling his hands when she was still wearing her underwear was suddenly not enough.
No, he wanted it all. He was going to be damned to hell by taking so much pleasure out of something that was meant to remain friendly but what could he do? He was only human and having Regina like this… well, it felt bloody amazing.
He finished undressing her, his curious hands exploring and taking it all in, and if that wasn't amazing enough, then it was the fact that she was letting him do all that, her nails dragging against his scalp as her hands buried into his hair.
Burning with need, Robin took all of what he could, sliding his hands around her, letting them move lower and lowed until he was indulging in the feeling of finally squeezing her ass.
At the movement, she let out a raspy moan that felt as if it has been ripped off her throat and the little control he had slipped from his grasp.
He crushed her to him, her flesh spilling out of his hands and the friction of his still trapped erection pushing into her stomach making him almost delirious.
It wasn't exactly how he meant it to be, as he was supposed to be smoother and way more controlled, but feeling like he needed things to keep going, he basically forced her into bed.
She went down easily enough and he fixed the full intensity of his darkening eyes on her… watching as she stared back at him, naked, with her face flushed and her lips swollen by his kiss and he knew that he wanted her like he has never wanted someone before.
But still, he asked.
"Should we go on?"
After the question was thrown out there, Regina said nothing, she just licked her lips and refused to drop her eyes from his.
Robin didn't know what to make of that; part of him was sure she was going to cut things right there and another part of him, one that was maybe too hopeful was sure that the glint in her eye reflected the same desire he was feeling.
So no, he didn't know to proceed… until she nodded.
"Alright then..." He whispered, not exactly convinced with her answer.
Regardless, a bit tentatively and taking in deep breath, Robin climbed in bed with her, making room with his hips so that he could settle right between her legs.
"Is it okay like this or should we do it in another position?" And yes, it was really a silly question; but her lack of words wasn't exactly making him feel too confident. He was literally trembling with his need for her and he was afraid to do something to make her feel uncomfortable or pressured.
"Like this." She mumbled, breathless. "But this needs to go." As if to show him what she meant, Regina reached down to pull on his pants and underwear.
Swallowing hard down, Robin complied, kicking everything away before going back into kissing her.
That way, he settled back in position, his hips automatically gravitating towards hers in a way that he ended up pressed hard against her wet heat.
And God, she was so wet and warm down there that he felt his arms shake as he held himself on top of her.
He wasn't sure if he felt like this because it was her or if it was because it has been a while since he bedded a woman.
Whatever it was, it made his her almost desperately.
Everything after that happened in a blur, one moment his erection was stiff and eager, seeking entrance and then she was pushing hard against it, making him slide clumsily into her.
Overcome by the abrupt sensation of his cock getting swallowed into her depths, Robin broke away from her lips and groaned, his head floating and his breath hitching.
He knew right then that he was going to be a goner a little too soon and he wondered why he didn't tried to relieve himself before going to her.
That way he probably wouldn't embarrass himself too soon…
But then, he heard the way she gasped almost brokenly and recuperating some of his senses, he looked at her in concern.
"Are you alright?" He asked, pressing his forehead to hers.
Regina wrapped her fingers to his arms and sucked in a breath. "I'm fine." She hissed, her hands sliding to his shoulders and then back until they reached the nape of his neck. "I'm fine…"
Able to breath again, Robin pressed his lips to her temples and then ever so slowly, he pushed against her, trying to stay still in order to gather more self-control.
It was a hard thing to accomplish because she felt ridiculously good and all his body craved was to soak into the moment without any restriction.
He didn't, not for lack of need but because he didn't want things to end so soon. After all, if this was going to be a one time thing, then he wanted to at least make her reach her edge.
He wanted her to enjoy it, he needed it.
But for that he needed to be in control and yes, he also needed her to relax. With that in mind, he withdrew from her until the only thing that was inside was the tip of his erection and then he pushed slowly back in.
It felt incredible, her inner muscles wrapping around him like velvet, and judging by the sharp way in which she hissed, he was going to assume it felt good for her too.
Content with the response and wishing to get more out of her, he kissed her chin and then the corner of her mouth.
"Well you are still not laughing so I guess it's all good?"
Regina didn't say anything to that, but her eyes closed and her mouth sought for his, kissing him fully as her hips rocked against him.
Not able to hold it much longer, the former outlaw kissed her long and deep, enjoying the way her bare skin felt next to his as he little by little started to thrust into her.
It started like that, slow and steady, but when she started to move with him, her hips meeting each of his thrusts with a push of her own, he began to add a little bit of force into their coupling. At some point, he was pushing so hard into her and going so deep into the very essence of her femininity that he was sure she was going to absorb him whole.
And he needed that as much as he was needing air, that's why he kissed her almost desperately, searching to have all of her.
Regina kissed him with the same need, her hands holding him to her as her legs wrapped around his hips.
By then she was making these little moaning sounds inside his mouth that were driving him mad with lust and no, he wasn't going to be content by knowing how it was to have her and then give her up just like that.
He has been wrong… he never had a chance, and if he had any hopes about being strong enough, it dissipated when she tensed against him and moaned his name in the brims of her passion.
"Robin… oh."
It was a raw thing, her voice drilling into his brain and making his cock twitch.
His heart stopped, the world stilled and as he felt her come undone in his arms he knew he was done for.
He did that, he made the always composed Regina Mills cum and she was moaning in that raspy way because of him and shit, shit, shit…
"Regina… I'm close."
Pushing her groin against his, Regina parted her lips, breathing hard through her mouth as she kept her dark eyes set on his.
It was all he needed, and not wanting to move his eyes from her, he started to empty all of what he had inside of her.
He groaned and growled, his entire body shook with the intensity of it all. He has never come so hard in his life and it has never felt like this, like he was home.
Like he was exactly where he had to be, buried deep into her core as she rained kisses all over his mouth and cheeks.
It took him a little bit of time to recuperate, and when he was able to finally speak he wasn't his most coherent self.
"Wow…" He said into her ear and Regina laughed. She laughed all over again.
"Hey, I thought we agreed at no laughing at me." He mumbled against her shoulder and she kissed his temple.
"I'm not laughing at you."
Liking how relaxed she felt with his cock still inside and the entire length of his body resting over her, Robin hummed.
He has been afraid that as soon as he spilled inside of her she was going to ask him to leave and that wasn't exactly what she was doing.
No, there was an easy going smile on her pouty lips and well, she was still holding him to her.
It was perfect, but he was a bit out of practice and he could feel his leg starting to cramp.
"I think I should pull out."
"Not yet."
Snorting, Robin fixed his blue colored irises into her chocolate brown eyes, thinking that if she wanted him in, then that's where he was going to stay.
He would stay there forever, actually…
"So what now?"
Closing her eyes, Regina hummed and he actually had to restrain himself not to kiss her. He wanted to, but he also wanted to memorize her face like this.
That's how she found him when she opened her eyes, staring at her with the full intensity of his eyes.
He wanted to tell her right then, tell her how much she really meant to him, but before he could gather the courage, she smiled and kissed his lips lightly.
"Now we wait."
He nodded, biting on his lips. Yes, he would wait… and maybe, just maybe this could turn to be more than what it was.