I'm not sure if I need to apologize for this since it is what you all have been waiting for… enjoy!
7
The ball
Regina had survived two days without getting what she wanted, three nights on which Robin had chose the couch over a spot next to her, two business dinners on which he had only held her hand and kisses her cheek once. And she knew she had no right to feel neglected but still, her she was, feeling like he didn't saw her. He had looked at her, she had caught him several times, but not once had he made a move.
So Regina had let it go, she was not going to kiss the ground he walked on. For once she had to accept she was not going to get what she wants. And maybe it was for the better, deep inside she knew she wanted more than just his body. And it was dangerous, she couldn't fall for him, not for anyone. So she was going to sit these last months out, she was going to hold his hand whenever he wants to, kiss his cheek when he asks her for it. And besides that she was going to be his friend, nothing more.
Mary-Margaret had took her to a salon that afternoon. Her hair was falling in perfect curls over her shoulders, the few locks that would normally fall in her face where braided downwards. And she already wore her velvet red dress as she was applying her make-up. Robin was downstairs in the lobby, calling with his company and although she wasn't gonna fight for him she still wanted to take his breath away. And so she painted her lips the same color as her dress, darkened the area around her eyes and filled in her eyebrows the way she used to. She looked at herself as she finished her look. Robin had did something to her that hadn't happened in a long time. He had taken away a bit of her confidence and filled it up with insecurity, and she hated it.
She didn't have much time to think about it because of a few knocks on the door. She stood up and turned towards it before Robin opened the door and walked in. He had changed and although she didn't want to look at him, she did. He looked good, really good, so handsome. She wanted to tell him but caught him staring. And for the first time he didn't check out her body, he looked at her, stared her right in her eyes. She blushed and hoped with everything inside her that the layers of make-up would cover it.
He wanted to kiss her, to walk up to her and just kiss her. Let her feel how incredibly beautiful she is. He wanted to forget about the contract, forget about the fact that she would leave him in a few months. Forget that she wasn't his, forget that he wouldn't see her walking down the aisle towards him. God he felt things he hadn't felt in a long time, not since Marian.
"You look.." There was not one word he could come up that would cover the amount of beauty he saw in her. "Thank you." She just said. He caught her blushing and for a moment it warmed his heart, but he didn't mentioned it. "You're quite handsome yourself too."
The minute she said it she wished she didn't. But he did, so handsome, the suit fits him perfectly, his bow matched her dress, something Mary must have set up. "Thank you." He said, continue to look in her eyes. "Shall we go?" He offered her his arm and she immediately took it, making him smile.
The drive in limo was quiet, they both tried not to look at each other, and they both were caught a few times doing exactly that. Regina knew there would be a red carpet again and although she didn't wanted to think about it anymore, she hoped there would be a kiss. She immediately tried to get that thought out of her head, but him sitting next to her in the car didn't help.
"Are you ready?" He asked before he stepped out. She just smiled, watching him get out, waiting for him to open her door. She took a deep breath, seeing him trough her window, stepping into her role of fiancé once again. She took his hand after he opened her door, stepped out of the car and gave him a quick loving look. She already heard a few people screaming, unbelievable that even in Paris people recognized him.
But she was wrong, they weren't screaming for him. It was her name they were screaming. She quickly looked at Robin, not understanding what was happening. "You made quite an impression." He whispered near her ear. She hold on tight to his hand and he loved it, he loved how shy and modest she was underneath those thick layers. "Come on, I think they want some photo's of us." She nodded quickly but hold back when he wanted to start walking. "Will you stay by my side?" She asked, hating how she felt so small next to him and at the same time loving standing next to him. "Always." He didn't know why he said it. He couldn't think of anything more stupid. He quickly added a smile to it and started walking.
"Regina! How do you like your time here?" Regina again looked at Robin, feeling both excited and nervous at the same time since she got all the attention. "I love it here." She answered, again looking at Robin, earning them a lot of 'ah's' from the crowd. Robin wrapped his arm around her waist and they both smiled into a few camera's. "When is the wedding?" Another question, this time one they both didn't know the answer to. Well they did know the answer, but it was an answer they couldn't give. "We're not sure yet." He smiled down on her and took her hand again to walk further inside the building.
"Guess I'm the famous one now.." Regina said as the noise of the crowd faded away. "I'm not surprised, look at you." Robin flirted, losing his filter every time he had her next to him. "Flirt." She responded biting her lip, knowing it was a dangerous move. "I'm planning on dancing with you tonight." They were standing close to each other, too close, way too close. "Is that so?" She laid her hands on his chest, feeling his beating heart right under it. "I can't wait." She whispered.
The both of them were holding their breathes, staring deep into each others eyes. His hands now on her hips, both of her hands now on his chest. "Maybe we should go inside?" He said, trying to get himself together before he crossed her lines. Regina quickly focussed again. "Yeah we should." She agreed trying to be professional once again.
He took her by the hand and led her inside. There were already people dancing, but knowing these events they would probably have to talk to a few people before they could have fun. "Do you want a drink?" Regina nodded as Robin left her standing by a table. She looked around the room, she didn't recognized anyone in the room, so far nothing new. She watched Robin, feeling proud that he belonged to her this night, knowing she shouldn't feel that way. He came back to her carrying red wine, knowing it was what she wants. "There you go." He smiled at her and stood next to her as they both checked out people around the room.
"That's Belle French." He said, answering Regina's question. He had answered a couple of her questions now and enjoyed spending time with her instead of making new deals. "She's been with Mr. Gold for a while." Regina nearly choked on her wine. "Shut up, her?" Robin chuckled. "Yeah it was pretty serious until he was accused of blackmailing people who worked for him." Regina still got her eyes on the tiny brunette who was now dancing with someone way more handsome than Gold. "But she's so beautiful and he's.." Robin again chuckled, a sound Regina could get used to. "Love can do weird things." For a moment they both froze again, something that really had to stop happening.
"Can I have this dance, Milady." There was that word again, that word that she felt right in her heart. "Don't you have to.." She couldn't finish since he had already grabbed her hand and led her to the dance floor. "Can you even dance." She laughed as he pulled her close to him. "Watch me." She laughed again as he took one of her hands in his and laid his other hand on her waist. He started to move them, dancing to the rhythm of the music while Regina quietly chuckled every time her eyes met his.
"Are you making fun of me." He asked seriously as he turned her around in his arms. "I wouldn't dream of it." He turned her back again, she could almost feel the photo's that people were making of them at that moment. But she didn't care. She was enjoying this moment too much. She loved how his hands felt on her body, how people were watching them, how the look in his eyes went straight to her heart.
"You can dance." She stated. His head was almost painfully close to hers, the urge to kiss him only growing bigger. "I told you." He knew it was stupid, he knew he was stepping over every boundary he had set. But it was just to tempting, having her in his arms, showing her off to the entire room, and with all the photographers probably the entire world too. It just did something to him. And just when he wanted to offer to take a break, get her a refill. The music changes, the uptempo song made room for a much slower, much more romantic, French song.
They exchanged a look, the both of them not sure what to do. But there wasn't really a way to run from the dance floor, since they were practically surrounded by paparazzi. So Regina did what she was paid to do, make this look as real as possible. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Smiling at him as he moved his hands to her back.
He never looked away from her eyes, finding them the most beautiful ones he had ever seen. She was so close to him, he could feel her body against his. He gently touched the tip of her nose with his own, making her eyes lit up right away.
And then it happened. Something that obviously shouldn't have happened. Something that would change everything.
He kissed her, or she kissed him. They didn't even know how it started. But his lips were on hers, en hers on his. And before either of them pulled back their tongues were dancing. Regina tighten the grip around his neck, Robin's hands slid a little lower, pulling her closer against him. As their kiss became more and more passionate. They ended the kiss with their fore heads against each other. Both trying to catch there breathe. "I.." He started. "Me too." She quickly said, knowing he was going to apologize.
They finished their dance, talked a bit with a few guests. And then they left. They hadn't spoken after their little moment on the dance floor. They both knew it wasn't part of their roleplay, it was real, it was all of the tension that had been there since day one, finally finding a way to reality.
And although it felt good, it felt amazing, the kiss was amazing. They both felt stupid. This was going to change everything, from now on everything was going to be weird and awkward, while things were going just fine as they were. Now things were going to be complicated, dinner parties were going to be uncomfortable. But oh god it felt so good. He felt so good, she felt so good.
When they stepped inside there suite they both started to do their own thing. Regina was removing the make-up from her face and after that she tried to get all the hairpins out of her hair while Robin grabbed his iPad and started to check some things.
"Robin?" Regina was the first to speak. He looked up from his screen and found her even more beautiful without the make-up. "Can you help me with my dress?" She asked, the same blush he had seen earlier that night returned to her cheeks. He quickly got up from the couch and looked at her as she turned her back to him.
He moved her hair away and looked at the zipper that hold the dress his one hand he unzipped her dress, with his other hand he held the fabric in it's place. Piece by piece he saw more of her back, she wasn't wearing a bra and his imagination immediately got the best of him. He slid the fabric over her left shoulder, exposing her skin to him. He felt her taking a deep breath, knowing they shouldn't go there.
"Robin." She breathed, already far gone. "Maybe.." She turned around to face him, keeping the dress from falling with her both hands. She almost got lost in his eyes, but quickly continued. "Maybe we should talk." She said, hoping a talk would avoid the awkward moments that lay ahead of them. "That kiss." She started, instantly thinking back at the kiss they had shared at the ball. "That wasn't pretending.. was it?"
Robin quietly shook his head. "It wasn't." He admitted. She nodded, not sure what else she could say. "How about we get change to something more comfortable and plunder the minibar?" Her face lit up at his words. "That's a good idea, maybe we can watch a movie or something?" Robin smiled and nodded. "I'll take the bathroom and wait until you're finished." He said, making her smile once again, the gentleman.
After they both had changed into their pajama's.. well pajama's. Regina was wearing a short that wasn't covering much with a black tank top above it. Robin just wore his sweatpants with a white shirt. They both laid on the bed, the capacity of the minibar standing on both of the nightstand. As they watched Captain America, Regina kept asking question about all the characters, she only knew a few of them. And Robin was more than happy to explain everything to her. They both finished several drinks before they started to feel the effect of the alcohol.
"Truth or dare." Regina said out of the blue, while the movie still played on the tv. "Truth." Normally she would start with some low-key questions, but giving the amount of alcohol that ran through her body she decided to skip that part. "Last time you had sex." Robin didn't look surprised and answered calmly: "Five months." Regina nodded and before she could respond he asked her the same. "That's not how this works Locksley." He sighed. "Truth or dare." She smiled and rolled on her side to face him. "Truth." A smirk appeared on his face. "Have you ever done it with a woman?" Regina bit her lip. "Yes." She just said, his eyes darkened a little and she loved it.
"Truth." He said, not waiting for her to ask. "Have you ever masturbated while thinking about me?" She knew she was walking a dangerous pad but she couldn't let this chance slip. "More than once." He was trying to stay cool, trying not to get hard, not in front of her. "Have you ever touched yourself imagining it was me who touched you?" Again he was breaking the rules but this time she let him. "This morning, in the shower." She moved her hand to his chest, suppressing a yawn.
Their eyes were still locked together as her hand slowly moved down and slid inside his sweatpants. "Regina.." He breathed. "Stop denying it, we both want it." She gently stroked the bulge in his pants, again fighting against her sleep as she yawned. Robin closed his eyes as she freed his erection from his boxer. "I'm not sure if this.." She wrapped her fingers around his length and with that she shut him up. She moved closer to him, half laying on his chest as she pumped his cock. He groaned and made her smile with the sound he made. The size of him aroused her, he was big, just how she likes it and she couldn't wait for him to be inside of her.
Robin suddenly noticed a slowdown in her actions. Not that he wasn't enjoying it, but when her hand stopped moving he opened his eyes. Finding Regina sound asleep on his chest, her hand still wrapped around his cock, her grip loose around him. He smiled at her, he removed her hand out of his pants and pulled the sheets over them. He wrapped his arm around her, taking advantage of the opportunity to finally hold her in her sleep.
And he just watched her, not able to stop smiling at how adorable she looked. It didn't take long before he closed his eyes too. He felt her snuggle closer against him and with that he could fall asleep, knowing he was going to have the best night of his life just by holding her.