Hi! I'm sorry for the long wait, I know it's been a while. Anyway, I really hope you enjoy this and it doesn't let you down.

Just a warning before hand, it does have a couple of verging on M moments! So yeah, you've been warned. ;)

"Croak, croak, croak," Regina stirred, rubbing her face, not opening her eyes, "ribbit, ribbit, ribbit," she groaned and moved slightly, bumping into a warm body and stilling somewhat, "croak, croak, croak," she let out a tired laugh and rolled in the opposite direction as the noise stopped and she opened her eyes, not having to adjust them because it was still pitch black in the room. She reached her arm out, trying to find the frog that had been croaking, patting her hand around, however her eyes went wide as she accidentally touched something that most certainly wasn't Boggle.

She was too stunned to do anything, too shocked to even pull her hand away, she couldn't see anything, but she was pretty sure she knew what she was touching, not that she had ever touched one before, but that wasn't the point. She couldn't believe she was actually touching him there, she really needed to move her hand away that second, it was totally inappropriate on every level, she felt him begin to react to the contact and quickly regained her composure, whipping her hand away.

Mortified, she shook her head and closed her eyes, had that really just happened? She took a deep breath and moved, trying to find Boggle again, the croaking noise sounded, but this time it was louder because it wasn't muffled by her body. She immediately turned to Robin, she didn't want to wake him, especially after what she had just accidentally done. She grabbed the frog and jumped up off the bed, finding some shoes, she slipped them onto her feet, before picking up her phone and donning her dressing gown.

With Boggle still tucked under her arm, she left the room and sat on the stairs, leaning against the wall, she closed he eyes and sighed, what the hell was going on with her? She really needed to sort herself out before she scared him away, she was so close to having everything she ever wanted. She toyed with the phone in her hand, wondering whether she should try ringing Tink or not, it was probably way too late to do that, it was the middle of the night and her friend was probably asleep, but she felt as though she were the only person she could talk to about things like this, the only person who understood her.

She looked back at the door of the room, chuckling to herself at the three that was still hanging off, threatening to fall at any moment and make room twenty-three into a second room two. She held the stuffed toy close to her as she slipped her phone into her pocket and curled up on the wooden staircase. She just needed to think for a while about what she was doing, about how she was going to handle it, how she would move forward from this point, or how they would.

Was she ready for a boyfriend, sure she had been hung up on Robin for four years, but she'd never had anyone before, never had to be someone's girlfriend, what if she wasn't any good at it, what if he realised he didn't want her? She shook her head, what was she thinking? It was stupid of her to think like that, she knew she needed to live in the moment, maybe it was the late hour messing with her head, whatever it was, she needed to stop and just calm down. She closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh, everything would be fine, she knew it would, she just had to carry on and keep following her heart, simply hope that it wouldn't get broken.

"Regina! Regina!" She groaned and moved slightly, feeling something scratchy on her skin, she wasn't in a bed that was for sure, she was on something hard, something uncomfortable and her neck was sore, she could feel someone shaking her, calling her name, but she had been asleep and it was taking her a while to wake, "Regina, oh god!, Regina."

"Robin?" She opened her eyes and turned to see an extremely concerned Robin knelt beside her, "what is it? What's wrong?" she asked, sitting up and making a sound of protest due to the ache that had set in through her body.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his hands running across her arms, "Regina what are you doing out here?"

She looked around and found that she was still on the landing outside their room, she must have fallen asleep, god how long had she been there? She was lucky she didn't fall down the stairs in the precarious position she was in, her head literally handing over the top step. "I don't know," she whispered, she did know, but she didn't want to seem weird for coming to sit outside in the middle of the night because she accidentally palmed him through his boxers and was too embarrassed to stay in bed with him.

"What? What do you mean you don't know?" he frowned, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear as he helped her up off the ground, she was still holding onto her frog as he guided her back into their room, "did you sleepwalk?" He questioned.

"Sleepwalk?"

"Yeah?"

"Maybe, I don't know I think, that could be what happened," she nodded, knowing that lying to him probably wasn't the best start to their relationship, but in this situation, neither was telling him the truth, she would rather have him thinking that she was a sleep walker than thinking that she tried to feel him up whilst he slept.

"You scared me a little, I woke up and you were gone, then I found you out there, I thought you were hurt," he ran his hands over her, looking at her.

"Robin I'm fine," she smiled, stroking his cheek gently, "I had Boggle to protect me," she quipped, holding up the toy frog as she climbed back into bed.

Robin moved in beside her and shook his head, "have you ever walked in your sleep before?" he asked.

"Um, no," she cringed, as he looked at her in confusion, she had a strange feeling that he wasn't believing the bullshit she was feeding him, maybe she wasn't as good of an actress as she thought

"That's odd then," he furrowed his eyebrows, "are you sure you weren't awake."

She sighed and turned to look at him, taking her dressing gown off to reveal her wearing just his shirt and her panties, "okay, so I might have been awake when I waked out there," she stated, knowing that she might as well tell the truth rather than dig her way further into the lie, "I was a little warm and thought it might be cooler out there, I must have fallen asleep," she chuckled moving closer to him.

"Are you still warm?" He asked, looking at her, he was only wearing his boxers, giving her a great view of his chest as he had obviously turned on the lamp beside the bed when he came out to try and find her.

"I suppose, but for a different reason," she whispered, that was a lie, it was very much the same reason, she was warm because of him, because of the way he affected her, made her head spin until she was delirious.

"Okay, do you want me to open a window or something?" He stroked the bare skin of her knee gently.

"No, I'm fine honestly, I'm not that warm," she shook her head.

He furrowed his eyebrows as he stared at her, before he realised what she had actually been meaning and grinned, shaking his head he let out a little laugh, "couldn't take the heat milady?" he grinned.

"Ah, no, I was just worried that you might not be able to," she giggled, finding his hand on her knee, tracing his fingers.

"Touché," he moved his hand so that his palm was pressed against hers, then leant behind him and turned off the lamp, before shuffling closer to her and pulling her to lay down on the bed with him, so that she was practically laid on top of him. She laughed and bumped her nose against his playfully.

"What are you doing?" Regina breathed, as she felt his fingers stroke her lower back. What was she doing? This was insane, they were so close, practically every part of their bodies were touching and her breath came out all shuddery, she had never been this close to anyone in her life and it was slightly daunting, but she loved it, found herself wanting more, even if she was somewhat scared about where it might lead.

She didn't know if she was ready for sex, yeah, she was eighteen, but she hadn't had so much as a kiss before this trip and now to be thinking about having more than that, even with Robin, it was slightly frightening. She wasn't scared of Robin, she knew he wouldn't hurt her, it was just the idea of actually making love with someone for the first time, having someone inside her was rather a nerve-wracking concept.

She knew sex with Robin would probably feel amazing, it wasn't as though she was a complete novice, there had been those times, usually late at night when the house was silent and she had slipped her fingers inside herself, given herself pleasure, but she had been in control of that, fully in control, she wasn't in control now, he was, he held her heart in the palm of his hand. If he wanted to, would she just let him? Would she just give him her virginity just like that? The answer was yes, she would, she would give him it, because he told her that he would be giving her the same thing, it wouldn't just be her first time it would be his too.

Still, it was a massive decision and not one she should be making just like that, in one split second, even if she had told herself to live on the edge, that was too precariously close, she could never take it back, it would be gone forever, it wasn't something she could erase or undo, once it was done, it was done. There could only ever be one first time and she wanted to do it right.

Her mind went to her mother, she didn't mean for it to, but all she could hear was her voice in her head, telling her to make sure that she found the right one, telling her not to do anything that she might regret for the rest of her life. She shook her head, the last thing she needed to do right now was have her mother lording over her.

"Regina?" Robin stroked her cheek gently, bringing her back the present, "you okay?" he asked, twirling her hair gently.

"Yes," she whispered, "I just… it's…" she didn't know what she was trying to say, she didn't really know what she wanted, she was so confused, a million voices in her head, telling her different things and she didn't know who she should listen to, didn't know who was right and who was wrong.

"Sorry," he went to move and she stopped him.

"What? Why are you sorry?"

"I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."

"I don't," she shook her head, bringing her lips to his and kissing him tenderly, "I don't feel uncomfortable," she breathed, feeling his hands settle on her lower back as he held her against him.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," she nodded, closing the gap between them and pressing her lips to his, "but I'm not sure if I'm ready for sex," she stated, her voice quiet, "not just yet."

"That's completely fine with me," he grinned, "we'll go as far as you want to and are comfortable with, no further."

"Thank you," she smiled, cupping his cheek as going back in to merge their mouths, her hands running across his body as his did the same to hers, exploring the expanse of her back and legs. After a little while of slow and romantic kisses, she decided to deepen it, licking across his bottom lip as he met it with his own, kissing her deeply, their tongues caressing, dancing together in a way that was making Regina feel slightly light headed. They were still kissing when she felt his hand move up under her shirt brushing slightly over her ass which was covered by a flimsy piece of lace. She shuddered and let out a little laugh as she pulled her lips from his to gain her breath.

"Is this too much?"

"No," she shook her head, looking down at him and touching her forehead to his, "just enough," she closed the distance again, fusing their lips together, she was rubbing against his leg now, his hands guiding her to do so, it was getting her so turned on and she knew that she should probably stop what they were doing, but she couldn't find it in her to, not yet. She moaned into his mouth, could feel the wetness between her thighs, it was probably soaking through her panties so that he could feel it against his leg, feel what he was doing to her.

She shuddered and made sure that her knee was brushing over his boxers which now contained his hard cock, evidence that she was affecting him just as much as he was affecting her, he groaned and held onto her tighter, his hands slipping across her back and downwards, playing with the lace of her panties. She was too caught up in the kiss to realise that he had moved them slightly, but she came crashing back to reality when he gently touched her clit. She broke the kiss and shook her head, "I can't, Robin, we need to stop," she whispered against his lips, trying to get a hold of her breathing, "I can't I'm sorry."

He pulled his hand back immediately and closed his eyes as he ran his hands over his face, "oh my god, I'm so sorry, Regina, I didn't mean..."

"Robin, stop apologising," she chuckled, stroking his cheek gently , "I don't know if I'm ready just yet," she sighed, pressing a line of kisses along his chest, "but I think I will be, soon."

"I'm not going to rush you into anything, I think you were probably best to stop me before we got a little carried away, seems you have more control than I do."

She looked at him, taking into account the way he looked as though he were really beating himself up over it, she moved off him to spoon against his side, staring at his face.

"I don't even know what I'm doing," he shook his head, his fingers stroking along her back.

"Well if it's any consolation what you were doing felt good," she smiled, pressing a kiss against his shoulder as he held onto her tighter.

"I really didn't mean to push you, that's the last thing I want to do," one hand twirled with hers and the other danced over her skin, the tips of his fingers brushing her arms.

"Robin please, stop saying sorry to me," she smacked him playfully, before letting out a deep sigh, "I like just laying here with you," she whispered, toying with the stubble on his jaw.

"I do too," he chuckled, kissing the top of her head as he pulled the quilt over them and she snuggled further into the mattress, there was a moment of quiet where they just laid there, Regina bit down on her bottom lip before reaching for her frog and squeezing it, resulting in a croak that rang out through the room, they looked at each other and Regina burst into a fit of giggles as she cuddled against him.

"Do you know you fell asleep earlier whilst you were telling me something," he stated.

She furrowed her eyebrows, trying to work out what she could have possibly been telling him, "I don't remember," she shrugged, "it can't have been that important."

"I'm sure if it was, you'll remember."

"Me too," she smiled, kissing his lips once more before pulling back, "now, shall we got back to sleep?"

"Yeah," he nodded, nudging her nose playfully.

"Dream of me?" she sniggered.

"Oh, I think I probably will be," he laughed.

"Hmm, good," she cast him a tired smile as she turned a little and buried her head in the pillow.

"Will you dream of me?" he asked, whispering in her ear.

"If I'm lucky," she rose her eyebrows, "I just hope in my dream our make out session doesn't get interrupted by two horny teachers."

"Eww, I'd forgotten about that," he chuckled, spooning against her back, "that was really disturbing."

"I know, now you're going to dream about it," she joked, her fingers entwining with his.

"Stop it."

"Mr Gold wanted to rip her skirt off, oh sorry, what did she call him? Robert, was it?"

"Regina," he cringed, "no, stop."

"Sorry," she smirked, loving to wind him up, "could you imagine if they had though? I mean that is pretty scary, what if…"

"Regina, stop," he groaned squeezing her lightly as she closed her eyes and let out a soft laugh.

"Okay I'll stop now," she whispered, hugging onto Boggle as Robin hugged her, "you're still going to dream about it though," she muttered.

"Regina…"

"I'm stopping… maybe."

"Goodnight Regina," he chuckled, kissing behind her ear.

"Goodnight Robin, sweet dreams," she smirked and paused for a moment before adding, "try not to think about Mr Gold and Miss French."

"I will, definitely don't want that image in my dreams, I think they will be nightmares," she could feel him smiling against her neck and hummed contentedly before closing her eyes. He had so much respect for her and she loved it, she felt safe with him, she could trust him, he would make sure she was okay, with Robin she came first, her and no one else.

"Hmm," she nodded, feeling the tiredness creeping back upon her as she turned her head a little to kiss his arm, before falling asleep in his arms.

She felt something on her neck, pressing across it and then along her jaw, she stirred and, opened her eyes, having to squint to adjust them to the light in the room, she groaned and buried herself in the pillow, then she felt the same sensation on her neck and realised what it was, a grin came onto her face as she moved her hand up to stroke his cheek. Robin had clearly decided to kiss her awake and she wasn't complaining, not in the slightest, she had never been woken like this, not unless she could count falling asleep under a tree in summer and having a horse lick her face, that definitely didn't count and she most certainly wasn't as happy about it.

He continued to kiss her, his hands taking hold of her as he gently rolled her onto her back instead of on her side, she chuckled and scuffed his hair. It was amazing how close they had become so soon, it felt so natural, as though they had been waking up this way forever, were used to just lying in bed with each other as they were. Touching each other was seemingly exactly the same, as were the kisses they shared, however although it felt natural and so right, it was also new and exciting, she loved it.

"Good morning," she smiled as his lips moved up the side of her neck and across her jaw to press against hers, if she hadn't already been awake, she was now, she kissed him back, before pulling back and letting out a little laugh.

"Good morning beautiful," he stated, grinning at her as he tucked her hair gently behind her ear.

She shuddered and realised how cold it was in the room, she pulled her blanket further up and snuggled under it, "what happened to the temperature?"

"Someone's changed their tune, I thought it was too warm last night?"

"Well, it's freezing now Robin," she shook her head, moving him closer to her, "put some clothes on," she joked, touching his bare chest that wasn't covered by even the quilt, "looking at you is making me feel cold," to be honest, she would rather he didn't put any clothes on and just stay shirtless all day for her viewing pleasure.

"Ah, but then looking won't be as fun, will it?" he chuckled, bumping his nose against hers.

"I suppose you have a point there."

"I do, but I'm going to have to put a shirt on, we've got to go to breakfast and convince Archie that we are still too ill to do any farm work today."

"Oh yeah," she chuckled, "I love doing that, he falls for it every time, but he is just so god darn annoying," she sighed.

"Yeah, I know, he forced you to come on this trip and all that, but aren't you glad that he did?" Robin asked.

"Of course, I am, I am happy for this, for what this trip has given us," her voice trailed off into a whisper as she averted her eyes from his, slowly she moved from the bed, grabbing her hoodie from the side and pulled it over her head before finding her sweat pants and doing the same. She just felt slightly strange all of a sudden, thinking that before this trip the hadn't been anything to each other, not really, they hadn't really spoken all that much and now, now they were making out in the middle of the night and nearly losing all control, not that she wasn't happy for that, because she was, but it was just strange to think about.

"Regina, what's up?" he questioned from his place sat in bed, leaning against the headrest as he watched her.

"Nothing, I just thought we should probably go to breakfast separately, avoid any suspicion," she shrugged knowing she had a valid point, the last thing either of them wanted was the teachers working out that not only were they pretending to be sick, but they were sharing a room as well, they would most certainly get their arses hurled back home immediately and she would probably be banned by her mother from ever seeing him again.

"Yeah, we can go in separately and…"

"No, I mean eat separately too," she stated, seeing the way his eyebrows furrowed and his features filled with a mixture of confusion and disappointment.

"Why?"

"Because, you should eat with your friends and I will find somewhere to eat."

"What, you mean you're going to eat on your own?"

"No, I'm going to be brave and join the girl's table."

Regina entered the dining room, she had rubbed her eyes a lot and now they were slightly red and puffy, her nose also had a fresh sheen of blush applied to it, she hadn't even bothered to brush her hair, even had Robin mess it up a little as she put blusher on his nose; she actually looked quite sick to be honest, it definitely wasn't the most attractive she had ever felt, but it would definitely allow her to pass off as being ill.

She sniffled and attempted to brush her hair behind her ear, making her hands shake as she pulled her hoodie tighter around her and picked up a plate from the table looking across at all the food choices, they caused her stomach to rumble and she realised just how hungry she was.

"Oh my goodness, my dear, you don't look well," Granny gushed as she came out of the back with more eggs to put them on the buffet table.

"I think it's just a cold," Regina stated, talking through her nose so that she sounded even more ill.

"Yes, I think so dear, would you like me to get you anything?"

"I think I'll be alright thank you, some breakfast and a little sleep should make me feel better," she nodded, turning back to the table, feeling quite guilty for lying to Granny, especially considering how nice she always was to her. She put some things on her plate, feeling as though she needed to limit it in order for it to be believable that she was actually ill, after all people with the flu don't usually want a massive breakfast with all the trimmings, she should have probably warned Robin about that before she came down.

Regina walked to the table of girls where there was one spare seat and sat down. They all went silent immediately and turned to stare at her, she simply cast them a smiling grimace and coughed before speaking up, "morning."

"Um, hi," one of the other girls muttered before looking away and back down at her plate.

Well this was awkward and she was immediately reminded of why she didn't hand around with these girls, she rolled her eyes and tucked into her eggs, seeing that they were all giving her sideways glances, probably wondering what the hell she was doing sat at their table and she couldn't blame them, she didn't think she had actually spoken to any of them in her life. Except from maybe Kathrine Midas and Ruby Lucas, even then they were popular and definitely not people she would ever hang around with, so the conversations had been brief and to be honest the girls had been bitches towards her.

After a while of the silence, they slowly began talking again, not to her obviously, but amongst one another. She was pretending to be paying them no attention when she saw one of them gesturing to the doorway, "oh god poor Locksley."

"Yes, he looks pretty sick."

"Ooh maybe he'll let you soothe his fever," a red head stated to Ruby who was staring at Robin, gaining Regina's attention as she glared at her from across the table.

"I'd be more than willing to do that for him," she smirked playing with her hair as they all watched him getting his food from the buffet, "in fact maybe I should suggest looking after him to Dr Hopper."

"I'm sure he'll appreciate it, can you believe he's single at the minute?"

"No, I thought he always had a girl on the go, it shouldn't be long before he moves onto his next bimbo," a blonde chuckled, "Will said that the entire cheerleading squad have dated him at one time or another."

"Bullshit," Regina scoffed and was well aware that all eyes were back on her again.

"Sorry, did you say something?" Kathrine asked, raising her eyebrows.

"No," she shrugged, oh shit, why had she said it out loud, she was just about managing to get by without having this lot on her case, she tucked her hair behind her ear slowly, staring at her eggs as though she might be able to set them on fire and find a way to divert from this terrible situation.

"Really?"

"Hmm," she cleared her throat.

"Morning ladies," a voice sounded and she looked up to see Robin stood at the head of the table, she met his eyes and glared at him, before turning away, although she knew that what they were saying was probably a load of crap and that he would never lie to her, she couldn't help the jealously that bubbled up inside her over it. She got jealous easily, she knew that it wasn't a very nice trait, but she couldn't help it. "I see you picked up a stray this morning."

At that comment, she nearly choked and looked up at him, seeing a playful glint in his eyes, he was teasing her the bastard, "a stray?" she huffed, rolling her eyes, "what does that make you, a waif?" she quipped, mischief filling her own eyes.

"Ooh tetchy this morning are we your majesty."

"As usual," she smirked, as he came over and stole an apple from her plate, "hey thief."

"Sorry your majesty," he winked at her and she shook her head.

"That's my apple."

"It's the only red one."

"Exactly," she cast him a playful glare.

"You'll get over it," he began walking away and she watched him go.

"You're such an ass," she chuckled, turning back to her plate, "keep the apple, I didn't want it anyway."

He hurried back over to her and took her by surprise by kissing the side of her neck, "why thank you beautiful, I'll save you some for later," he whispered, nipping her skin with his teeth, before leaving again.

She took a deep breath and smiled to herself as she scooped some more eggs onto her fork, when she looked up again, everyone was staring at her, their eyes wide, "what?" she questioned.

"What was that?" Ruby asked, letting out a noise which told Regina she was both shocked and annoyed.

"What was what?" she shrugged, moving the food around on her plate, remembering she was supposed to be pretending to be ill and coughing a little.

"That with Locksley."

"Nothing, he's just jerking around with me," she shook her head, feeling very smug that they were seemingly now the jealous ones and all because of her, because she was with Robin and they weren't.

"Jerking around with you?" Kathrine rose her eyebrows, "and why would he do that?"

"Why don't you ask him," she smirked, before standing from the table, "now if you excuse me, I'm going to go back to bed," she wiped a hand across her face as she picked up her plate and dropped it at the washing up station. Before she left, she walked over to Robin's table, he had just taken a bite out of her apple when she came up behind him and snatched it out of his hand, "thanks for the apple thief," she laughed, taking a bite out of it herself and heading towards the exit.

Just as she was about to leave she bumped straight into someone and felt the piece of apple that she had just bitten lodge in her throat. She looked up wide eyed, her hands coming up to grab her neck as she started choking, gasping for air.

"Oh my god," from that voice she realised that it had been Daniel she bumped into and she stared at him as he rushed behind her and tried to help her clear her windpipe, performing the Heimlich manoeuvre.

"Regina!" She heard Robin yell as the apple dropped from her hand and rolled across the floor, "Gina!" She tried to cough for real now, doing everything she could to get it out, to allow herself to breathe again. She was panicking, it was suffocating her and her worry was making it worse, but she couldn't help it, she couldn't take any air into her lungs.

Suddenly Daniel squeezed her harder and she let out a little squeak as the piece of apple that had been stuck flew out of her mouth across the room and she took a massive breath of air, spluttering uncontrollably, unwilling tears beginning to streaming down her cheeks, flooding her face. She closed her eyes and felt a hand stroke her cheek. "Are you okay?" Daniel asked and before she could answer Robin was there.

"Regina, oh my god, are you alright?" He gushed, "Regina," he was staring into her eyes, his thumbs wiping away her tears. She flung herself into his arms, crying against his shoulder, he held her tight, his fingers stroking through her hair.

"Is she okay?" Daniel tried, but clearly Robin's sole attention was on Regina and he was ignoring the other guy.

"It's okay," Robin whispered, holding her tight, "I've got you."

"I couldn't breathe," she whimpered, clinging to him, "I couldn't breathe."

"Hey, look at me," he whispered, his fingers holding her chin gently as he tilted her head, "are you okay?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"Regina, I'm sorry." She turned to see a very worried looking Daniel staring at her with wide eyes, a guilty expression written on his features.

"It's alright," she wiped her hand over her face, she hated that everyone had seen her cry, that Robin had seen her cry, but near death experiences tended to do that to you. She snuggled against him, closing her eyes for a brief moment.

"You saved her," Robin looked at Daniel and extended his hand to him, the other still on Regina's back holding her, "thank you, for saving her life."

"What's going on here?" Dr Hopper asked.

"Regina is ill sir," Robin stated, pulling his arm back, Regina looked at their teacher, she was pretty sure that her face was red and tear stained. To be honest she was glad that he wasn't telling the truth, she didn't really want Dr Hopper to intervene, it was better to just use the moment to their advantage. "She felt a little faint."

"Mills you don't look well," he observed studying her before turning to Robin, "you don't look much better Locksley."

"I don't feel it sir," he muttered.

"Well I think the both of you should probably go back to bed."

Without another word, Regina nodded sheepishly and hurried off, rushing up the stairs and then to the second set that led to the floor which housed their room alone. She slumped against the door frame realising that Robin had the key, it didn't take long for him to appear and she shook her head.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"Maybe a little humiliated," she sniggered, rolling her eyes.

Robin sighed and unlocked the room as they walked in and she slumped down onto the bed, not meeting his eyes as she stared at the ceiling, she just wanted to forget that had ever happened and enjoy her day, but her throat actually hurt from where the apple had been lodged and it was making it kinda hard for her to forget that it had happened.

"How the hell did that happen?" Robin chuckled as he moved to lie next to her, but on his front so that he could look down at her face, one of his hands coming to play with her hair.

She turned to glare at him, "I choked on your bloody apple."

"It was your apple," he shrugged, "and I know that happened, but how the hell do you even choke on a piece of apple?"

"Ask Snow White, she seemed to be able to do it," Regina snapped.

"Hers was poisoned though."

"Not the point," she scoffed, trying to stop the smile from working its way onto her face, if she thought about it, it was slightly ridiculous, but at the time she had been really scared and it wasn't all that funny, she had actually thought that she might die for a moment and that was a terrifying prospect, she had so much to live for now, too much to lose.

Robin cast her a sideways glance before getting up off the bed, she turned to watch him and narrowed her eyes, "what are you doing?"

"Nothing nosy," she winked, moving to the bathroom and coming back not long after holding a glass of water, "here," he handed it to her and sat on the edge of the bed as she sat up and took it from him.

She drank in massive gulps, taking the water down her throat, allowing it to sooth her as it slid down, she felt the cool liquid run all the way through her and closed her eyes. God, she needed that, hadn't realised how much until he had brought her the drink, she leant her head back and took a deep breath, bringing the air into her lungs, before releasing again. She had no idea how much she loved the leisure of being able to breath easily, to sit back and just inhale the oxygen she took for granted. She tilted her head to look at him, "thank you."

"No problem," he grinned, "you scared the shit out of me, do you know that?" he shuffled closer to her and she put the glass down before hugging him, her arms going around his neck as she cradled his head against her chest, his own arms tight around her waist, "I just got you and I thought I was going to lose you."

"Really? Death by apple is not my style," she chuckled, spotting a kiss to the top of his head, "surely, I die in a more exciting and regal way than that, right? A way where I'm not spluttering on a chunk of fruit lodged in my oesophagus."

Robin let out a small laugh and shook his head, "still scared me though," he tilted his head looking up at her.

"Well, I apologise, I hope we don't have a re-enactment of that little fiasco," she rolled her eyes, "it isn't exactly fun being pulled into a bear hug in the middle of a dining hall and having your body squeezed."

She looked down at his face and stroked his cheek gently, she leant down and pressed a kiss to his lips, her fingers carding through his hair as he took her by surprise and shot up from his position, pulling her tight against him as he claimed her mouth, kissing her with passion and fire, even more than what they had previously shared. It was desperate and needy, almost as though he needed reassuring that she was fine, that she was here with him and not going anywhere.

She lost her balance and dropped back so that she was laying on the bed with him on top of her, their lips not parting for a second until… "croak, croak, croak, ribbit, ribbit, ribbit."

Robin pulled back with a laugh and shook his head, "I think we might be crushing Boggle."

"Oh no," she rolled over and picked up the frog, laying it on her stomach as she stared at the pink fur and stroked it, "we can't crush him!"

"At least we didn't roll on him last night," Robin chuckled, touching Boggle as Regina stared at him wide eyed, before clearing her throat.

"Yeah, I know, that would have surely woken us, right?" Did this meant that Robin didn't know what had gone on the previous night, or did it mean that he did know and was teasing her; she had made a comment the night before about him not waking her up that way, but whether that was it, she wasn't sure.

"Yeah, I'm guessing he would have, but I didn't hear him, so I don't think we rolled on him."

"I don't think so," she announced in relief, thank god for that, the last thing she wanted was to find out that he was actually awake when she had accidentally touched him and given him a hard-on in the middle of the night. Suddenly she was hit by a feeling of guilt, that was exactly what she had done to him the night before last, she had pretended to be asleep, let him believe she didn't know what he had done and knowing what if felt like made her feel extremely bad, he couldn't know that she had been awake and he definitely couldn't know about the whole touching scenario, both times. "Plus, I don't think he looks flat enough for us to have laid on him."

"I agree," Robin chuckled, standing from the bed and looking to the bathroom, "I think I'm going to hop in the shower."

"Okay," she smiled.

"You alright out here on your own?"

"Yes of course I am," she chuckled, "get your ass in the shower, smelly boy."

"Ooh," he moved over to her and kissed her, running his hands across her hips, "you love the way I smell."

"What?" she questioned, as he kissed her neck, his hand slipping below the fabric of her hoodie and his shirt to touch her bare skin.

"I caught you."

"What?" she pulled back to look at him as he stared at her, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, one she just wanted to kiss off.

"Well, I came back to get my cards that first night and someone had been smelling my jacket."

"No I hadn't, I wasn't smelling it," she shook her head, she was totally smelling it, she couldn't get enough of its pine scent, it was amazing and one hundred percent Robin.

"Hmm, could have fooled me Miss, I'll pretend to be unpacking, Mills."

"Shove off you, get in the shower," she shoved him playfully with her foot. He pouted at her and she shook her head, "seriously Robin, go."

"I'm going," he huffed, landing one last quick kiss on her lips before disappearing in the bathroom, leaving her sat on the bed baffled as to how he knew she had been smelling his jacket. She had been sure that she had moved quick enough to have not been found out, unless he had a crazy ability to open doors without a noise, then she had no clue how he knew.

She moved a little and realised that she totally needed a shower after him, she was still wearing the same panties she had been last night after their heavy make out session where he had made her so wet, she cringed and took her sweat pants off, along with the panties which she shoved in the dirty clothes bag she had brought with her. She felt slightly gross for having gone to breakfast like that, but there was nothing she could do about it now and it wasn't as though anyone could tell.

She stared at the bathroom door as she pulled the shirt further over her to make up for the lack of underwear, she could hear the water flowing in there and she was sure that she could hear humming. She moved closer to the door and placed her ear against it, yes, he was definitely humming, she chuckled lightly to herself and then she heard him begin to sing.

Her breath caught as she sat on the chair near to the door and listened to him, singing the words to a familiar song, for a moment she was tempted to sing along, but she was hardly going to re-enact a scene from the movie Elf, singing with someone in the shower, at least Robin wasn't a stranger and she wasn't in the bathroom with him.

She simply sat there and listened to his voice vibrating off the walls, she really wished she could open the door and listen to him properly, hearing his voice without having the restriction of the wall that lie between them. She closed her eyes and listened, apparently he only knew one verse and a part of the chorus, but she wasn't complaining, she loved it, he sounded good; she smiled and played with her hair.

After a while, the water cut off and along with it so did Robin's singing, she had her legs tucked up under her body and was running her hands over the bare skin.

The door opened and Robin came out all wet and dripping with only a towel wrapped around his waist, surely it was a crime to look that hot, it had to be because he was just standing there as though he had no idea how he was affecting her. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth a she gazed at his shimmering chest which was covered in water droplets, she stared at him shamelessly as he stretched, she was sure she let out a little moan at the sight.

He looked at her and smirked, "enjoying the view from your throne your majesty?"

"Hmm, very much so," she nodded, placing her hands on the arms of the chair as she sat up, pretending to be exactly what he had called her, she felt arousal between her thighs, he made her that way quite easily, not that she was complaining, god if only she could just drag him in the shower with her, things would be so much better. She stood from the chair, making sure that the shirt she was wearing covered her womanhood and she walked towards him, "I think I am going to have to go have a shower now though, something has made we quite wet," she whispered in his ear, not knowing where the bravery had come from to say such a thing.

"Oh, has it?" He questioned, grabbing her hand and pulling her to him, his hands coasting down her back, "Regina," he breathed, looking into her eyes.

"Would you like proof?" she asked, her voice low and seductive, she didn't know what she was doing, it had only been that night when she freaked out because he had touched her and now she was pretty much asking him to do that exact same thing.

"I…"

Before he could respond, she pulled back and chuckled, "too slow thief," she purred, before leaving into the bathroom, closing the door behind her, making sure that she locked it. She leant against it and closed her eyes, there was so much sexual tension between them, not that she was complaining, but it was making it increasingly hard for her to concentrate on anything else but how it might feel to make love to him.

She took a deep breath, there was actually a squelching wetness between her thighs and she would really love for Robin to just help her relieve the feeling of arousal. She moved towards the shower and turned it on before divesting of her clothes and slipping in as soon as she did, she realised her mistake, freezing cold water ran all over her skin and she let out a little squeal, "Robin! You dick!" She hopped out moving from one foot to the other as she grabbed a towel and wrapped it just above her breasts, then she unlocked the door. "You are such an idiot," she cried, moving towards him, the top of her wet body colliding with his now dry one.

"I thought you might need a cool down," he quipped.

"Why did you think that?" she glared at him, tried to anyway, but she knew there was a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

"Just a guess," he tucked her hair behind her ear gently, "plus, paybacks a bitch," he grinned.

"Ooh, just you wait Locksley, I hope you sleep with one eye open from now on," she huffed, bumping her towel covered breasts against him as his arms encircled her, bringing her closer.

"Bring it on Mills."

She looked into his eyes and burst into laughter, so did he as he hugged her against him, she pressed her lips to his and shivered, "I need to go warm up, you already got me wet enough yesterday."

"I know," he smirked.

"I didn't mean that," she rolled her eyes, "I'm going," she pushed him playfully, before disappearing inside the bathroom and turning the temperature back up in the shower, waiting for the water to run warm again before she got in. She chuckled to herself as she picked up her sponge and began washing her body, wiping away any evidence of her arousal.

Once she was out of the shower, feeling refreshed and clean, she grabbed a clean pair of panties and simply pulled her hoodie back over her head, before heading back into the bedroom. Robin was laid on the bed, leaning against the headboard wearing a pair of slacks and no shirt. He was reading again, those adorable glasses perched on his nose.

"Reading your creepy clown book?" She smirked, hopping onto the bed beside him and snuggling under the arm that he extended to her.

"Yep, just while I was waiting for you," he grinned, playing with her hair, "so, what do you want to do today?"

"I'm not sure," she shrugged, finding his hand that was draped over her shoulder and playing with his fingers.

"Well, whatever you want to do, we'll do it."

She furrowed her eyebrows in concentration, trying to think of something they might be able to do, "hmmm," she looked around the room, hoping to find some inspiration, so much for bunking off when they don't even have anything to do with their time. Suddenly an idea came to her, it could be fun, but she wasn't sure how far they would be willing to go with it, she looked at him and rose a single eyebrow.

"What?"

"Well, we could play a game."

"A game?"

"Hmm."

"What game are we talking about?"

"Oh, I don't know, how about truth or dare?" she suggested, biting her bottom lip as she watched him put his book down and take his glasses off.

"Okay then, what are the rules?" Robin asked, turning to face her, "boundaries."

She grinned at him, one of her hands coming to brush across his toned chest before she tilted her head and quipped, "there are no rules, or boundaries, that's the fun of the game."

"Well then, what are we waiting for?"