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First times.
"Hmm.." Regina hummed as she woke up to the feeling of his strong arm around her. It had been two weeks since their date and Regina had moved her stuff to his room the morning after. There had been a few nights on which the had done a little more than just sleeping, but they never crossed the line, yet. If it was Regina's decision to make she would want him to cross that line right here and right now, but Robin wanted to wait. So there were two and a half more months to go.
While Regina was waking up she felt how Robin's hand slowly moved up to her breasts. "What are you up to?" She said, her voice sleepy from just waking up. "No bra?" He ignored her question as he felt her breasts while he stroked over her shirt. "You told me to feel like home here." He buried his nose in her hair, kissing the skin on her neck. "I'm glad you feel so at home here." He felt how her nipple turned hard under his touch. "Me too." She sighed. He continued to massage her breasts. "What are you doing?" Regina asked as she shivered under his touch. "Nothing.." Hi hummed before he pressed his lips on her neck again. "Doesn't feel like nothing." She tried to turn around but he didn't let her. "Robin.." She protested. It wasn't fair, he was working her up knowing he wouldn't finish it how she wanted too.
"Regina.." He responded, teasing her as he tried to move his hand under her shirt. "No." She chuckled, holding her shirt with both of her hands to keep him on a distance. "Don't you want it?" He whispered, his voice hoarse, making it hard to resist him. "No." She lied, finally being able to turn around and look at him. "Liar." He whispered, trying again to get his hand under her shirt but she didn't let him. "Oh come on." He breathed against her lips. "Let me make you feel good."
He had done it a few times before, slowly sliding his hand into her panties. Giving her pleasure, just before they went to sleep, or right after she woke up. She had returned the favor but she quickly found out that he actually found pleasure in pleasuring her. And she hadn't complained, quite the opposite actually. After just those few times he already knew what she liked, how to curl his fingers, how to get her to the top. But no matter how good it felt she always wanted more in the end. She longed for him, craved him, all of him. And knowing that she had to wait another two months for it made it only harder.
"Please." He whispered, before kissing her, putting al of his passion into the kiss. "Are you actually begging me to touch me?" She chuckled, stroking his cheek as she looked into his eyes. "I am." Resisting him was going to be harder than she thought. "Too bad I'm not in the mood." She turned around and swung her legs over the bed side. But before she got up Robin wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back to him. "Stop lying to me Regina." The way he said her name did things to her she'd never experienced. "Stop trying to seduce me Robin." She tried to fight him, to get free of his grip but he was too strong, and she secretly loved it.
And before Regina noticed what he was doing she felt his hand slid inside of her short, stroking over her already soaked panties. "Not in the mood you said?" Regina laid her hand on his arm, knowing she couldn't find the strengt to push him away. "Are you sure you don't want it?" He said, he loosened his grip around her so that she could fully rest on her back while he peppered her neck with kisses. "Yessss.." She breathed, almost to quiet. He let his hand slid inside her panties, immediately finding her clit with his two fingers, rubbing firm slow circles on it. "What did you say?"
Regina is already far gone, the self control she used to have is nowhere to be found, the ability to refuse man just faded away whenever she was near Robin. "You're not playing fair." She felt him chuckle against her neck. "What would be the fun in that."
He stoped his movements, his kisses. And when Regina was about to ask what he was doing he thrusted two fingers inside of her. "Fuck.." She moaned in surprise. He decided to giver her what she wanted, no need to let her wait any longer. There were going to be far more opportunities to let her wait for it in the future and so he curled his fingers just the way he found out she liked it.
Her grip around his arm tighten, her breathing became irregular, her eyes closed. And when he moved faster she almost lost it. She wanted to tell him how close she was but before she got the chance he brought his other hand to her clit, touching her there in the same rhythm. He felt her walls tighten around his finger, making a satisfied smirk appear on his face.
Regina moaned a little too loudly when she came, hoping the rest of the house didn't hear her. And while she came down from her high Robin continued to thrust inside of her, slowly.
When Regina opened her eyes again she rolled over to face him, smiling before she kissed him. "And this is why I don't wanted too." She whispered between her kisses. "What do you mean?" He asked as he brushed his fingers against her cheek. "Every time we do this, I want more." She breathed against his lips. "Just think about how it will be worth the wait." Regina let out a frustrated sound. "You're so impatient." He chuckled. "Can you blame me?" He shook his head. "Not really."
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"No Mal, I'm perfectly fine, thanks for checking in on me." Mal, her boss, called her every week to check in on her. "By the way, you're quite the performer aren't you?" Regina still laid in her bed, well actually Robin's bed while he took a shower. "What do you mean?" She asked curious. "I saw some pictures online from your time in Paris." Regina swallowed something. "Oh." She just answered. "Isn't that my job?" She responded nonchalantly. "Your job is to hold his hand, smile at him, maybe a kiss on the cheek. Not to put your tongue in his mouth." Before Regina could come up with an excuse her boss continued. "And Mary-Margaret told me you two are sleeping in the same room now?
"So now you two are working together?" Regina said, trying to avoid the question. "We want the both of you to be happy so yes we are." Regina rolled her eyes, she couldn't have Mal knowing what she and Robin were doing inside these walls. "Mal, I'm just doing my job." She said. "Yeah right, how are the nightly hours working for you?" The blonde teased. "It's nothing like that." Regina said. "What is nothing like that Regina?" Damnit. "We're just getting along, nothing special." She lied. "Sure whatever you say, just don't stand in the way of your own happiness." Before Regina could answer Mal had hung up on her.
"Who was that?" Robin asked as he came out of the bathroom, his hair still damp from his shower, dressed in just a tanktop and his jeans. "Oh Mal with her weekly checkup." She answered making him chuckle. "Hmm she still thinks I'm gonna kill you?" They had joked about it before. "Not anymore now she thinks I'm falling for you." The words left her mouth before she could think about what she said. "Oh does she now?" Before Regina could defend herself he continued. "And are you? Falling for me?"
She hadn't thought about it before, it had crossed her mind once or twice but she never really thought about it. It had became so easy not to develop feelings after Daniel. And now that she thought about it she knew there were feelings. She knew that she loved it when he came home after a long day of work and had dinner with her in his garden. She loved how he looked at her every time he saw her. She loved how he could make her laugh, how he breaks down her walls one by one. She loves how he wraps his arms around her every night. She loves how he stares at her when he thinks she's still asleep, how he sees her when he looks at her.
Regina Mills is definitely falling for Robin Locksley.
"I was just kidding." He said, smiling at her when she woke up out of her thoughts. Regina quickly smiled back and got up out of bed. "Can I take you out on a date?" She quickly said. "Ehm isn't that my job?" Robin answered surprised. "No." She said, walking into the bathroom.
"This Friday?" She asked while she washed her face. "I'll tell Mary not to schedule anything." Regina smiled at her own reflection in the mirror. "Do you trust me enough to let me drive in one of your cars?" She teased as she walked back at him, sitting down next to him on the bed. "We'll have to find out." He said serious. "Good, than you can also tell Mary that we don't need a driver." She said. "Look at you, being bossy." Regina gave him a playful push and quickly walked back into the bathroom, locking the door before she turned on the shower.
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"Regina.." Robin warned her as she again crossed the speed limit. "Oh don't give me that, it's not like you were being careful when you drove last time." She said as she pushed the gas once more. "You just don't trust me is it?" She teased. "No it's just that I like you more when you're alive." He said, holding his breath as she outpaced another car. "Yeah you don't trust me." She said again.
"Where are we?" He asked after she parked the par and took his hand in hers. "Have a little patience Locksley." They walked over the street, Regina smiling since she was the one surprising him, Robin looking around for a place where she might take him. When Regina stopped walking a grabbed a pair of keys out of her pockets Robin started to figure out where she was taking him. "Welcome." She said, holding the door of her apartment open to him.
"So this is what you've been doing all day." Regina had told him she had an appointment with her mother but instead she had been decorating her house. She had cleaned up all the dust that had spread to her apartment the months she had been away. But some fresh flowers on her table, changed her sheets and she had stocked her fridge after she had secretly called Mary to schedule him free for the entire weekend.
"I've packed some of your stuff, we are staying for the weekend." She smiled, over excitement at her own idea. "But.." Regina wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. "I called Mary she took care of everything." He laid his hands on her lower back, kissing her back now. "You're amazing."
"And now I'm gonna lock the door, turn off your phone and keep you all to myself for the entire weekend." Regina said, biting her lip. "Hmm you sure know how to plan a date." He breathed against her lips before kissing her again. "Why don't you move to the balcony, and I get us something to drink." He gave her another quick kiss and walked through her apartment to open the door to her balcony. Regina moved to her fridge and grabbed the bottle of champagne she bought earlier today. She filled two glasses and walked back to him.
She found him sitting on her bench, watching over the city before he looked at her, sending her that beautiful, warming smile witch managed to spread butterflies to her entire body every time he gave her that. "Here you go." She handed him the glass and sat down next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Are we celebrating?" He asked, wrapping his arm around her. "I'm just happy I met you." She said, earning her a kiss against her temple. "Me too."
They talked, laughed, counted stars, drank some more champagne, until the cold of the night was ruining their moment. "Do you have some blankets?" He asked, Regina was already snuggled against him, half sitting on his lap, her head pressed against his shoulder. "Drawer under my bed." She said, immediately regretting it when he stood up from the bench leaving her alone in the cold.
She waited for him, counted some more stars, waited some more, counted a few more stars. And when she was positive it had been over five minutes she started to look for him. "Are you trying to let me freeze to death?" She laughed as she walked into her bedroom. "Oh.." She said as she found him looking at the inside of her drawer. "I can't find the blankets." He said, clearly confused about what he just saw. "Robin.." She walked towards him and closet the drawer before she kneeled down next to him. "Sorry I shouldn't have.." She caressed his cheek with her hand. "I didn't mean for you to see that."
It was the one secret in her house, the one spot in her house where she didn't want others to look and she forgot about it, and directly told him to look for blankets right there. It was the place where she kept her work attributes, it was how she called it. Condom stocks for the rest of her life, some toys, some outfits, some handcuffs, whips. It was not that she was proud of it, but it was her job, and she needed those things for her job.
"I asked questions about your job Robin, it's okay." She said, reading his mind since it was obviously full with questions. "No it's just.." A wave of insecurity washed over her. No matter how good Robin had handled her 'job' so far. She felt like it was always going to be coming back at them, ruining moods, starting fights, breaking confidence. "It's just that you didn't expected that, I get it." She filled the words in. "When are you going to see that I'm not some innocent girl waiting for you to take my virginity?" She snapped, building up her walls again. "Because I'm not Robin, I'm really not." No tears, please no tears, she spoke to herself. "I've slept with over a hundred men, And they paid me for everything I did." The first tears left her eyes. "And no matter how hard you are trying to deny it, it will always be an obstacle." He wanted to interrupt but she didn't let him. She stood up and continued.
"At first you might think it's exciting but then, when you are going to think about it, you will find out that there is nothing that I haven't done, you are going to doubt yourself, you are going to think that I'm bored. You are going to find out that there is nothing special about being with me because eventually you will always see the hooker."
She sat down on her bed, catching her breath as tears left her eyes. Robin carefully got up and sat down next to her. He didn't say anything, he just looked at her.
"From the day that I met you, I've only looked at you." He said, hoping his words would reach her heart, hoping she would hear him, really hear him. "Not once have I looked at you without seeing you, Regina." She didn't looked at him, instead more tears were running down her cheeks now. "And yes, some things are new to me and I don't understand everything. But I'm sure you can enlighten me, or maybe even show me.." He said, making her laugh through her tears.
"Ever since I met you I hate it." She whispered. "What do you mean?" He asked, stroking her upper thigh with his hand. "I hate being an escort, I regret all the things I've done with those men, I hate that I ruined all my first timers with men I don't even know." She whispered. "Milady…" He smiled, lifting her chin so that she looked at him. "All the things we do together are first times." He said. "Everything will be new, because from now on you are going to find out how it feels when you do know the man you're trying it with." She smiled a little, not completely convinced by his words. "Now, get under those covers, I'm gonna clean up, lock the door. And after that I'll come back to you and hold you through the night for the first time in your bed."