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It was Robin's day off for the weekend. He loved sleeping in on those mornings. He also loved watching Regina get dressed. Sometimes though, he would wake up just to watch Regina sleep. This particular morning, however when he opened his eyes to steal a glimpse of Regina, he found she wasn't there. Perplexed, he sat up to scan for her in the darkness of their bedroom. There, he saw a light shining underneath their bathroom door. And then he heard a sound. A sound that sounded an awful like throwing up. Not again, he thought. This was probably the third morning in the past two weeks he's found Regina throwing up with the door shut so he wouldn't know. But he always knew. He pulled the covers from around his body and padded across the hall to make sure the boys were up getting dressed. He knocked on Henry's door and the boy answered that he was up. Next he went to check on Roland. Hopefully Regina laid out clothes for the young boy, otherwise it might detour Robin from his plans to make an edible breakfast for the boys and some peppermint tea for Regina.
"Hey Ro, are you awake?" Robin asked as he pushed open the lad's door.
"Yes daddy!" Roland yelled back.
"Are you getting dressed? Did Regina lay you out some clothes to wear?"
"Yes daddy! She got out my Hulk sweater and green pants! But I need some help with my boots," he responded.
"Okay, daddy can help you with that. Put your clothes on and brush your teeth. Grab your shoes and bring them downstairs. We'll put your shoes on after breakfast, how does that sound?"
"Okay Daddy! I'll be down in a jiffy!"
Robin chuckled to himself. Roland never ceased to amaze him. He loved that little boy's quirkiness and growing independence. Robin started down the stairs wondering what kind of breakfast he could make that the boys would find palatable. Recently Regina tried teaching Robin how to make omelets. He certainly could give it a shot by himself. If all else fails, he could turn them into scrambled eggs. Robin reached the kitchen and flipped on the lights. The tea kettle was sitting on the side of the sink. He filled it with water and set it on the stove to warm while he got started on the omelets. There was cheese and spinach and some mushrooms. He wasn't quite sure what meat to use, bacon maybe? He pulled out the skillet to start in on the bacon while he whisked the other ingredients together in a bowl. The tea kettle started to let out a shrill whistle and he grabbed for it before it got too loud. He wanted to surprise Regina with his efforts as a husband who could anticipate her needs. He pulled her favorite mug from the cabinet and filled it with the hot water and added the tea bag to let it steep while he prepared the first omelet.
Henry was the first one downstairs. He entered the kitchen expecting to see his mother cooking the wonderful food he smelled wafting through the house. His eyes went wide when he saw the somewhat botched omelets plated up on the dining room table.
"Does mom know you're attempting to make omelets without her help again?" Henry question when he went to sit down at the table.
"Nope, and I think I did a pretty good job! They're mostly intact! It's a surprise. I'll never get the hang of it if she's always hovering."
"Who's always hovering, dear?" Regina said as she entered the kitchen with Roland in tow.
"Um, no one dear! I was just telling Henry I think I got the hang of these omelets – that I just need a little bit more practice." Robin explained hoping his wife hadn't heard everything he said.
"I see. Well, it smells, it smells. Actually, it smells bad. I'll be right back. Roland sit here and eat and I'll be back shortly to help with your shoes." Regina sat Roland down in the chair and then disappeared back upstairs.
"Hey, it does not! It smells delish! Roland, I thought I told you I would help you with your shoes, why did you bother Regina?"
Poor Roland looked down in his lap, "I'm sorry daddy. Mommy came to check on me and I wanted to try to put my shoes on but I couldn't. She said she would help."
"That's okay. Mommy wasn't feeling well earlier, I didn't want anyone to disturb her."
"She hasn't been feeling well a lot lately. Is she okay?" commented Henry as he popped the last bit of omelet into his mouth.
"I'm not quite sure Henry. I'll talk to her about it later, see if I can't convince her to go to the doctor."
"Ha, good luck with that! It would take an act of God to get her to go to the doctor."
"Oh, is that all? I've got connections with the man upstairs. We'll get it all sorted. Now clear off the table and help your brother with his shoes. I'll run you over to school, okay?"
"Alright, come 'ere Ro, let me put your shoes on." Regina appeared a few moments later looking a little flushed. She sat down at the table and put her head in her hands. Robin placed the tea he'd made in front of her. She looked up and smiled at Robin.
"How did you know this is exactly what I needed?" she asked, taking a sip of the soothing drink.
"That's my job, is it not? To anticipate your every need and whim?"
"Well thank you, I don't think I could find anyone in the world with that unique ability."
"Right, well I'm gonna run the boys over to school and then I'll be back in a jiffy."
"Oh, thanks. I seem to have gotten behind in my morning routine. It'll give me a little more time to properly dress."
"Do you think you should go into work? You haven't been feeling well these past couple of weeks. Perhaps you should see a doctor?"
Regina looked pointedly at Robin and scoffed. "Thank you for your concern, but I'm fine. It was probably the Chinese food we ate last night for dinner. Greasy food never really sits well with me, I should've learned my lesson by now. Take the boys and then you can drop me off at work," Regina stood up from the table a little unsteady and headed upstairs.
"See, told ya Robin." Henry grinned at his victory in knowing Robin wouldn't be able to convince his mother to go to the doctor.
"Oh, you may have won this battle, but the war is certainly not over, sir Henry. Now let's head out, I don't want to make your mother late for work, she'd have my head." The boys grabbed their book bags by the door and put on their coats and headed out to the car. The ride to school was uneventful. He let the boys out at the front entrance and told them he would be the one to pick them up after school. They waved goodbye and trotted off inside. On the ride back, Robin racked and racked his brain. Regina's explanation of bad Chinese food certainly seemed plausible. She usually ate pretty healthily. The vomiting episodes really weren't that close in between. Maybe she was right, maybe it was nothing. He certainly hoped so, he couldn't bear losing another wife to an illness. He got just a little bit teary-eyed thinking of Lydia. She was so young, he thought. If only she could see how Roland was growing into a wonderful little boy. He hoped she approved of his choice in marrying Regina.
Robin finally made it back to the house after a slight detour around the block to clear his head from thoughts of Lydia. He walked in the front door expecting to find Regina standing in the foyer tapping her heel and reading him his rights for being a little late coming back to the house to pick her up and take her to work. Strange, he thought when he walked through the front door and she wasn't there.
"Regina?" he called taking the stairs up towards their bedroom. She didn't answer. "Regina? Regina, love are you alright?" He heard a sob. "Oh mi'lady, what's got you all out of sorts?" Robin questioned upon entering the room and seeing his wife sprawled out on the bed sobbing. Their room looked like a hurricane came through and tossed the entire contents of Regina's side of the closet.
"This is all your fault!" She cried. What on earth was she talking about? He had picked up all his clothes as she requested, being the neat freak that she is.
"I've done nothing of the sort! Wait, what's my fault exactly?" She sat up on the bed and motioned to her bra and panty clad body.
"This. You married me and got me fat and happy. I can't fit into my clothes! What am I supposed to wear to work today? I've got that executive meeting in three hours! Three hours Robin! I still have some finishing touches to put on the presentation. Now I can't do that because I can't go out of the house dressed in a lingerie set!" Robin chuckled at the hysterics. He made her fat and happy.
"You! You think this is funny? I'll show you funny!" She got up off the bed, marched straight towards Robin and made move to punch him square in the nose. Fortunately he caught her hand and in one swift movement tossed her over his shoulder and carried her towards the bed.
"Hey now! Sit. We'll figure this out. I'm sure there's something in here in your closet you can wear. What about those dresses you wear when you're a little bloated, hmm?" He sifted through some items in the back of her closet. Regina sat wide-eyed on the bed. That bastard. That…her period clothes, how dare he! How…oh shit, she thought. Her period clothes.
"Yes, I'm sure those will do nicely Robin. Pick one out for me," she said and made a move towards the bathroom. She pulled out the box of tampons and took a couple out. She emerged from the bathroom to Robin holding up a black dress. She walked over to the dresser and put the tampons in her purse.
"A black dress Robin? Isn't there a navy blue one in there?"
"Wha? I happen to like you in black. I'll be more than happy to get you the navy blue one. But if you're wishing to ace that presentation, you in a black dress is also part of the visual portion," he said with a grin before disappearing back into the closet and emerging with the requested dress. Regina thanked him by dropping a kiss onto his cheek.
Robin pitter pattered around the house after he dropped Regina off at work. He felt like relaxing. Sure, there was plenty he could do around the house like putting away the clothes Regina left lying all over the floor. He could go grocery shopping. He could actually rake up the leaves without the boys jumping in the piles. He could also just lounge around catching up on the shows he misses out on being an awesome dad. If he happens to fall asleep, well he needs the rest.
Buzz buzz. Robin woke to the sound of his phone buzzing. It was Regina. She sent him a text message.
"Sorry for overreacting this morning. To make it up to you I am treating you to dinner. Mary-Margaret said she would keep the kids, so it will be just us adults. See ya soon XOXO."
Well then, Robin supposed he should straighten up for his blushing bride. It wasn't very often Regina apologized and Robin was going to do everything in his power to not jeopardize this strange turn of events. He cleaned up the kitchen and put all the clothes back in Regina's side of the closet. Raking of the leaves would have to wait for another day. Robin hopped into the shower and dressed in some dress slacks and a button down. He wasn't sure how Regina planned on treating him to dinner.
"Robin! I'm home! Where are you?" Regina called when she entered the house carrying bags of takeout. She decided on a quiet dinner at home rather than a night out at a fancy restaurant.
"Uh, I'll be down in a minute, babe!"
Regina headed into the kitchen and began pulling the contents from the bags, plating them and carrying them to the dining room table. Next she placed white tapered candles onto the table and lit them. Once everything was set, she took her coat to the hall closet and put it away and while she smoothed her dress, Robin descended the stairs and greeted her with a kiss.
"Hellllo beautiful!" Regina blushed.
"Hello my dear sweet husband. Dinner is served!"
"Ahhh, to what do I owe this…Chinese food?" Robin queried once he saw what was on the table.
"Um, yeah, I was kinda craving it. I know we had it last night, but I just really wanted it again, I hope you don't mind." Regina said, inviting Robin to sit.
"Well, no, I don't mind, but didn't it make you sick this morning?"
"Hmmm, well so it did. I'll take some tums before we go to bed," she said before taking a bite of her vegetable low mein. The rest of the meal went on in relative silence, largely because Regina was too busy scarfing down her food. Once they were done, they moved to the den and Robin grabbed a bottle of Cabernet. The wine had them both feeling nice and pleasant and,
"Kiss me."
"What?"
"Kiss me, Robin. Kiss me. We have the house to ourselves, let's make the most of it," Regina said as she leaned into Robin and captured his lips with hers. They tasted of the remnants of the wine bottle long forgotten while they cuddled on the couch. Robin didn't hesitate to return the kiss. At first, they were soft, teasing, but Regina was hungry for more. She seemed to have a ravenous hunger that needed to be satiated and she intended to be sated. It had been quite some time since they had time to themselves and neither one of them wanted it to go to waste. The slow languid kisses deepened and soon the couple found themselves gasping for breath. Robin pushed Regina back a bit and unzipped her dress spilling forth her breasts, supple and over flowing the lace bra hidden underneath. Regina stood up to allow the dress to fall to her feet and stepped out. Robin stood up to join her, holding her close. They swayed to silent music for a few moments before Regina started dropping feather light kisses upon her lover's neck. He moaned out in pleasure and took to massaging her breasts. She hissed out.
"Too hard?"
"Mmmm, they're a little tender," Regina responded as Robin continued kneading, a little softer than before. She dropped her hands to his pants and unzipped them so that they too fell to the floor and joined her discarded dress. More kisses, skating across the jawline, down the neck as they stood close. Regina reached down again and gave Robin a little stroke. He shuddered. He turned Regina and backed her against the couch until the backs of her knees hit the cushions. Falling backwards, she pulled Robin awkwardly on top of her. They giggled. They laid together on the cushions of the couch just gazing into each other's eyes, their lust for each other somewhat abated. Drinking in the wonders of each other, how lucky they were to find each other, to find love again after life dealt them what seemed a cruel blow, taking their former loves from them. And now, now Robin slowly adjusted himself as Regina parted her legs to accommodate Robin's new position. He pressed his lips onto the swells of her breasts and trailed kisses down to her lace panties. He tugged them down her hips and kissed the sweet softness there. Regina let out a low moan. Robin grinned slightly as he brought his hands down to feel her wetness. So, so wet and ready, waiting, he knew. He knew he wanted this moment to last a little longer, for with two boys in the house most of their escapades were quick moments in between putting the boys to sleep and getting enough sleep through the night. No, this, this needed to last he thought as he slid two fingers in and began slow ministrations against Regina's clit.
Regina's breath hitched when Robin started working her. Gods how she both loved and hated this man right in this moment. She was already worked up, had been since she walked in the door. She made quick work of dinner because dessert was what she was truly after. Robin started slow at first and steadily built up speed with his fingers and soon Regina was writhing against Robin's fingers. She wanted more. She reached down to help Robin, to speed him on even further. He stopped. Oh that man, Regina thought. She started to sit up to take control. He shook his head and pushed her back down. He dipped his head between her legs and slowly slid his tongue across her swollen clit. She was wonderfully plump and he sucked, once, twice, darting his tongue in and out. The pulls were so strong, leaving Regina shuddering in pleasure, oh how close she was. So close she thought she would cum on his lips and that, that was unacceptable. She wanted to last as long as she could and so she wrapped her legs around Robin's head and held him there. He stopped. He looked at her and climbed back up her body. He dropped a kiss on her lips. He wanted her to taste herself just as he tasted her. So wonderfully Regina. Regina hungrily accepted the kiss as she stroked Robin's pulsing manhood. It was Robin's turn to let out a low groan. He kneaded her breasts some more. He bent to the one on the right and sucked until the nipple was hard while he rolled the other nipple between his fingers. Oh my Regina was quite aroused. Her eyes betrayed a want and need he was quite unaccustomed to.
"Robin," Regina uttered in a low moan as her body arched against Robin, hoping to encourage him.
"Hmmm, yes my dear?" Robin grinned against the breast he was currently working on.
"Either get in there or I will finish myself off," Regina huffed out in annoyance.
"My, aren't we a bit impatient?" Robin responded as he spread her legs a little further open with his knee.
"Oh, it's been far too long, I'm not even quite sure how I've lasted this long." Regina shifted her hips so they angled up to meet Robin's hardness. Robin gave himself a stroke, once, twice and rubbed Regina's clit once more and then settled himself inside her. Regina responded with a moan and another shifting of her hips to get the angle just right. And then, and then they settled into a slow and steady rhythm, blissfully unaware of each other, wrapped in their own pleasures. In, out, in and out.
"Harder Robin, harder!" Regina cried out. Robin was hesitant but he felt an edge overtake him and wasted no time in slamming against Regina with force and speed. She was coming apart underneath him. He wasn't quite ready. He pulled completely out and shifted himself into a sitting position. He pulled Regina on top of his lap and eased her onto his shaft. She gasped out in pleasure as she straddled Robin and started off a rhythm on her own. She was in control and she wanted it, wanted it bad. Sweat beaded up on her brow as she leaned slightly away from Robin, pleased with this new angle she'd found. Up and down and a slow grind and then, a low guttural scream escaped her lips as her orgasm overcame her, making her shudder at the contractions she felt. Robin then took her hips to continue her up and down motions on his shaft.
"That's it Regina, keep at it. I'm so close, keep going for me love."
"Oh Robin, ugh," Regina steadied her rhythm against Robin as she rode out her orgasm, gearing up for another. She wanted this. She needed this. She wanted to cum with Robin and hoped he was as close as he said he was. She couldn't take the pressure that was building up any longer.
"Gods!" Robin shouted as he hit his peak and spilled his seed inside Regina. What a release it was for him. He didn't think he'd ever cum so hard in a long time. Regina stilled herself against Robin and leaned into him, exhaustion taking over. They stayed that way for a few moments before Regina slowly climbed off of Robin's lap. Robin reached out to steady Regina on her feet.
"Oh my, what a mess we've made," Regina laughed out. Her inner thighs were sticky with Robin's semen as was his lap. She headed to the kitchen and popped back out with a dishrag.
"Here, let's get cleaned up." Regina wiped at her legs before wiping up Robin's lap. She leaned down and planted a kiss on Robin's lips.
"That was most amazingly wonderful, my love. It's been far too long since we've gotten to enjoy each other like this," she smiled against his lips.
"Mmm, indeed it has. That was a most excellent idea to have Mary-Margaret to keep the boys. I knew there was a reason I married you."
"You mean it wasn't just for my ass?" Regina chuckled at her joke.
"Well, the most important reason was your ass, but I kinda like your brain too," Robin responded to his wife's banter. Regina reached out her hands Robin and pulled him up off the couch. She bent down to pick up their clothes and shoved them into Robin's arms before pulling him towards the stairs.
"Where are we going?"
"Well, we need to throw these clothes in the wash. And then we need to get ourselves cleaned up, don'tcha think?" Regina said with a wink.
"Oh, you clever little minx!" Robin hurried up the stairs and tossed the clothes into the washing machine before joining Regina in the master bathroom. Regina was already in the shower, waiting for Robin. He stepped in and she seized him and placed kisses on his lips. Down his jawline she went. Then, to his chest, down is wonderfully sculpted abs, all the while stroking his cock. Robin was half-way hard. Regina gazed into his eyes before kneeling in the shower and taking him in her mouth. Robin's mouth gasped open at the sensation. Regina licked up and down his shaft as Robin let out small moans of pleasure.
"Regina, please," Robin was putty in her hands. She worked Robin with her tongue and mouth until he was fully erect again. Robin pulled her up and shut off the shower. He picked Regina up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her into the bedroom.
"Robin, what are you doing?" Regina called to him as he walked to the bedroom door and shut it. Oh, she thought, this is new. She grinned as Robin pinned her against the door. Supporting her ass with one hand he rubbed at her clit to make sure she was ready. He found himself quite pleasantly pleased to feel her already engorged and waiting. He slipped inside her and thrust upwards, she screamed his name. This round was quicker than before, both of them already heightened. Both of them spent. Robin thrust a couple of more times before spilling again into her and dropping her back down to her feet.
"Robin, we're gonna have to take another shower."
"Hmmm, somehow, I don't think you'll mind, mi'lady." And no, she found she didn't mind at all.
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