Bounded to her duty, your Queen is here to bring you yet another chapter. Thanks for all the comments, follows and favorites. It all means a lot to me. Keep the gold coming because it is my fuel!

This is just an idea I got, where Regina keeps dreaming about Robin (Oh, and him about her too) and Zelena steals Robin´s courage instead of Charming´s. I also included a bit of the jealous Robin, but I will work more on that in another OS. We all love it and the guy deserves it. Hope you enjoy!

This is very M, you have been warned.

My beautifuls, you know I don´t own this fabulous pair but I wish I did anyway!

your clothes.-

You're a song

Written by the hands of God

Don't get me wrong cause

This might sound to you a bit odd

But you own the place

Where all my thoughts go hiding

And right under your clothes

Is where I find them

Underneath Your Clothes

There's an endless story

There's the man I chose

There's my territory

And all the things I deserve

For being such a good girl honey

Because of you

I forgot the smart ways to lie

Because of you

I'm running out of reasons to cry

When the friends are gone

When the party's over

We will still belong to each other

Shakira – Underneath your clothes

Enchanted Forest

Oh, it felt so good. So wonderfully and marvelously good she just wanted to scream her lungs out. And so she did. Freely. Unrestrainedly. Shamelessly. It felt so damn good. His name flowing from her lips like this.

"You are mine, Regina. Remember I´m the only one who can touch you this way. I´m the only one who gets to make you feel like this. The only one who can" The man who was giving her such pleasure whispered on her ear. His voice was raspy and it only heightened her arousal, because she knew he was getting like this only over her. Because he saw her share a drink with Killian and there had been a strange glint in his eyes before he walked away without a word, just to sneak into her room later and pretty much pin her to the bed, without another word too, to do all kind of things to her. And she had been just too willing to please. She was waiting all naked for him.

He was thrusting hard and licking in all the right places, she was finding it difficult to stay conscious. She couldn´t even say that, indeed, she was completely his. She screamed his name once more, and it felt like pure bliss on her lips.

Then, it suddenly happened. She was awake, and the breeze flowing in through the balcony doors made her sweat body shiver. It felt like an earthquake through her whole world. She was alone in her bed, all wet and still panting. But she had taken such pleasure in the dream. Maybe she had imagined his jealousy over her and Killian, but it was there nonetheless. In her mind. And she had liked it a bit too much. So if she ever decided on giving him a chance, driving him mad with jealousy would be her first move. She smirked naughtily, she finished with her own hands what the outlaw had started in her mind and she seemed unable to get enough of. She woke up feeling needy as hell. So when her next cry of pleasure came, it was very much real. He wasn´t there, but it was his name.

When her breathing evened again, she laughed at herself. And hated him a little bit more than the previous night. She was alone in this God forsaken world, and when she wished with all her soul she could be dreaming about Henry, being dreams the only thing she had left from him, she saw him… that fucking dream raider thief. She felt like crushing his heart, just to see if that would be enough to crush him away from her dreams too.

Deep inside she knew she would never do it, and not only because she wasn´t that person anymore. How could she look into his eyes now without thinking of his perfectly toned body moving along with hers? How could the Evil Queen be lusting like this over a man she barely knew? She hated the man so much. She despised him.

And why? All because he had single-handedly walked though her so well constructed walls.

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Storybrooke

Something about that tea hadn´t fit Robin very well. He remembered Mary Margaret asking him for some new arrows, so he went to her house to deliver them to the Princess. She needed them to protect her family, as did he. He had met Zelena there, her midwife. And they all shared a cup of tea, Charming included.

So it must have been the tea, the reason why he was feeling so dizzy now. Hallucinating even. Because that black hooded figure kept attacking him. For some reason, he was scared, he wanted to run. His heart beating. His body sweating. But deep inside he knew he had to face his fears. For Roland. And for another reason too, his heart kept whispering to him. He couldn't die without seeing Regina again. He needed to tell her he felt something. Kiss her. Make love to her. Marry her. Have children. He was hallucinating again. So he aimed his bow and shot. The arrow hit the target. The hood slid. He saw the man´s face. It was himself. Robin shook and ran to his other self, but the figure fell and disappeared, leaving only the arrow. He was going to take it, he got to brush it with his fingers before it vanished into nothing. He couldn´t move. He painlessly fell. And fainted.

.-.-.-.-.-.

Why was she even in the woods, Regina didn´t know. Something was pulling her there, something that bothered her. To the place she had met that damned thief she kept having this… very inappropriate dreams with. Once, it was happening in her chambers in the Enchanted Forest. She couldn´t help but wonder if it was a memory, if she indeed was more acquainted with him than she was willing to admit. She laughed at herself. Who could love the cold and broken Evil Queen? No one. That was the answer to her dreams. It saddened her, because love was all she ever wanted.

She heard a yelp, a thud, and ran towards the sound. Her heart stopped when she saw him on the floor. Her thief. A deep worry she didn´t understand crept to her heart. Her throat hurt with a sob she held. Was he dead? She kneeled by his side and stroked his face, as if she had every right to. Maybe she did. No, never. It would be too good for me. Someone who could really make me feel like my dreams do. She called his name, but he didn't wake. She checked on his heart. It was beating strongly. It felt very strange underneath her hands. Too familiar. And her hand too fitting with his muscles. She craved to stroke him. Why? With no other choice left, she brought them both to her bedroom. With magic.

.-.-.-.-.-.

Great, now she had a man on her bed she didn´t know what to do with. The thought made her blush. She very well knew what she wanted to do. But no, he would never allow that. He was an honorable and decent man, no one to deal with a monster like her.

Regina had to admit, that was what she was. Why denying it?

The Queen sighed, lonely and sad. Not all of her magic ingredients were back at her vault, so she checked upon those things she had in hand. By the time she finished making the potion to help him, twilight was long gone into the night. The shiny purple liquid was kept in a small bottle. She carefully parted his lips and poured the liquid in, tilting his head back so he would swallow. Touching his skin made her shiver. Feeling his lips so far away from hers was torture. It was the best she could do. Stay away. Seconds passed and she thought she had failed. Once again. Then he coughed. Once. Twice. And tried to get up. She pushed his chest back down.

"Take it easy, stud. You need to lay down right now" the Queen said with a stern voice. Stud? Where did that come from?

"Where am I? What happened? And why am I so cold?" he asked, staring at her in disbelief. Regina nearly blushed when she remembered she was wearing nothing but panties and a T-shirt. It was comfortable. And… well, she just didn´t think about the fact he would see her. So she just crossed her arms as if she was fully dressed. Bad idea. Her nipples then showed trough the thin pink fabric. His eyes widened and she lowered her arms. The lust in his eyes was bright and shocking. Her mouth went dry. She had been silent too long.

"I expected you to have a fever for a few hours, that explains the cold. You will be fine. I don´t know what happened, you tell me. I found you like this in the woods. Tried something to wake you up. And, you are lying on my bed right now. Something I´m going to do too, I´m tired" she declared, a bit too quickly and nervously for her liking, never looking into his eyes, and slid herself under the covers too. Praying that, of all nights, she wouldn´t have those dreams tonight.

"Can you move?" she asked then, facing her back to him. She was worried. The sheets, the distance between them, felt like ice on her skin. That was so wrong.

"Slowly" he risked, and he moved a bit, but she couldn´t see him. And that was very fine with her. "Thank you".

"You will be fine during the next hours. By sunshine, you will raise like the sun" Regina informed as matter-of-factly as she could. She hoped so.

"Do I only get to talk to your back the whole night before that?" he asked in a softer voice. Her insides shivered and she mentally chastised herself.

"Yes" was all she managed.

"Why? What have I done to deserve such terrible punishment?" he asked, still restless by her side.

"Punishment?" she snickered. "Staying away from me is hardly punishment".

"That´s it, milady. This is not me staying away from you but the other way around" he said, but she didn´t utter a word, so the man continued. And it nearly infuriated her. "You know, I have heard so many stories of the great and terrible Evil Queen. And the evil part is… not what I see. Bold and audacious, maybe. But not evil. You just saved my life".

"I…" she started, speechless. She wasn´t a hero. She wasn´t the Savior. She could feel his eyes burning onto her back.

"You did it" he stated. Then she turned around. His eyes burned onto hers. The alluring intensity captivated her. There was something so unknown to her in his eyes in nearly made her sob. Understanding. "And I can´t even properly thank you"

"Tomorrow, you will" she whispered, their eyes still locked. And she felt the moment was way more intimate than those times she hand found pleasure in in arms during her dreams. The way he didn´t recoil and pierced her so stubbornly made her squirm. For the first time she could remember… she blushed.

"And you look adorable" he smiled. For a brief moment, there was a surge or murderous rage. No one called the Evil Queen adorable. Except him, it seemed.

"You know, you are completely out of your mind. Aren´t you afraid? I could kill you, I have killed thousands before" she managed to utter, shaking her head. Anything so he wouldn´t know she was dying to be in his arms. She closed her eyes and was the first to break contact.

"I am very aware of that, but I am a legendary outlaw, and that is for a reason. I learned to recognize danger long ago. Our instincts are not as different as we like to think. You know when a lion is going to kill you. You know when a person is" he said. She still avoided his face.

"I´m hardly a lion. I´m just a tired woman, thief" she muttered, folding her legs to her chest.

He laughed. And the sound sneaked into her heart like a spell.

"You are hardly a lion, but you are a lioness in your own right. That´s exactly what I meant. You are nothing but a woman. A woman with a heart" he said. And she could sense the longing in his voice. Longing for what? For her? Was it just her body playing tricks on her? She forced to gaze back onto his eyes. Nope. The longing was there.

"You don´t know me. Don´t think you do" she raised an eyebrow, the most carefree gesture she had done the whole night.

"I would very much like to" he grinned. Then, she laughed and faced her back to him again.

"You are definitely insane. I don´t need the bug to tell me that. Good night".

"Sweet dreams, Regina".

And for the first time since she returned to Storybrooke, the Queen closed her eyes and dozed off easily, because he was by her side.

She cursed him for being so soothing. Cursing what was she did after all.

.-.-.-.-.-.

Regina came back from her slumber because she was hearing his voice. He wasn´t in the verges of pleasure or really deep inside of her, as was usual. Just lying in the other side of the bed. She was, this time, indeed dreaming of Henry, her son who didn´t remember her, and she hated the man with all her soul for taking that away from her.

"Regina, can you please come closer? I am really cold" and his teeth were tittering indeed, but she was outraged by his request.

"What? Are you serious? I´m not going to be snuggling with a thief" she hissed in quite an outburst, barely awake. Especially not the thief who had been fucking her in her dreams. Not that she could tell him that.

"Then can you please fetch me another cover?" he begged.

And she felt too tired to move. She thought that maybe if she felt asleep right away again she would still see Henry instead of the man who would be lying in her arms. She groaned and turned to him wrapping her limbs around his body to bring him heat. And when she realized he felt as good as he did in her dreams she wanted to break down crying. He had the good sense to remain silent, so she fell asleep right away once more.

And she didn´t dream of Henry.

She hoped, with all her being, that he hadn´t heard her moans.

.-.-.-.-.-.

Sunlight woke him very early the next morning. Robin flexed his arm and fingers to see if he could move normally again. He could. And the fever was gone. He wasn´t cold anymore. He was hot. Because Regina was still asleep in his arms and the pressure of her body against his was too much. Too alluring. He wanted to touch her so badly, but he didn´t dare wake her. So he just stared at her face, the disheveled raven hair around it, and it was the more perfect think he had ever seen. Well, besides the perfect body he had glimpsed the night before through that nightshirt. She had been restless and moaning the whole night, but he was having a hard time deciding if it was pleasure or pain. He hoped pleasure. He hoped inflicted by him. Because he certainly had dreamed all night long about her and how warm she would feel around him. In fact, he had an arousal. And he didn´t quite know what to do with it. He was in her bed. He had her in his arms, but they were worlds apart. What could he do?

A very naughty and dubiously honorable part of him was the one to reply. The same you do with all the things you want. You take them. She wasn´t just a thing, she was so much more than that, but taking was what he desperately wanted. So he decided to give it a try before she stirred, because there was no other choice, and prayed the Queen wouldn´t murder him for it.

She said he could thank her in the morning, and he knew exactly how he wanted to do so. Hoped she would accept it. Her walls were so high he knew going slowly would be the end of him. He had to dive in, head over heels, as if there was no tomorrow. She was a very passionate woman, and he was going to crash into the core of her deepest wishes. A few hours ago he thought he was going to die, Robin knew he couldn´t delay this any longer. No when he had finally found her.

Her eyes fluttered open, as if she could hear his thoughts. Slowly, and she seemed dizzy. Robin smiled and brushed her hair off her face before she realized where she was. With whom. Her eyes didn't seem to focus on him just yet. She was dazed with sleep yet. And it was his chance. To win Regina over or to lose her forever. He wished badly for the first one.

His strong arms pressed the small, slim woman against him and his lips crashed onto hers. He didn´t mean to unleash such passion, but he was starving for her, he was since the day they met. For a few seconds she didn't react, and he was afraid. But then, her tongue met his with equal force. He was lost with her first moan.

"Oh, Robin" Regina whispered, as he turned to lay on top of her and all his need was pressed against her thigh. Good, she knew exactly where she was. With whom. He didn´t dare make another move, because her lack of rejection was too good to be truth. So he just kissed her senseless and stroked her face and her hair. "Fuck me" she moaned, leaving his mouth to nibble on his ear and removed her nightshirt. She was nearly naked underneath him and he couldn't drink enough of this marvelous woman. Not in his wildest dreams did he imagine she would be so daring and open. So sexy. So… everything. So right. He seriously just expected to be killed. But even that was a better fate than not having her right away. "Get your clothes off, thief. I need you".

Robin removed his shirt and Regina might have seen something she liked, because her eyes sparkled and she pushed him to the side to ride him.

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Once again, she woke to the feeling of his lips on hers. Well, she knew she wasn´t actually awake, but her dreams always felt so real. He was kissing her with hunger, and she was used to that. To the lust and the fire. But not to the concern and love today she saw in his eyes. Why was she imagining that too? Did she really want that? Why was she torturing herself like this? She wasn´t worthy of love. But in her dreams, she could have whatever she wanted, and she wanted him right away. So she commanded him to undress and take her. And then, just when he removed his shirt, she saw it. The lion tattoo. Of course her mind would bring that into the dream too. She had just been reminded she had a soul mate somewhere. So if deep inside she wanted to imagine this man was the love of her life, what about it? She did it.

She turned so she was on top of him, her legs at each side and started undoing his pants. Her heart wanted it to be him, so she was going to have her wicked way with her man. Because in her head, he had always been hers too.

"I love you" she mumbled "I have always loved you".

"I love you too, milady. I don´t know how or why, but I most certainly do" he replied, stroking her back and kissing her stomach. She purred and took his face in his hands to kiss him ravenously. She removed his pants and very quickly her panties were off too. His hands scanned her with an eagerness that was very gratifying. He kissed every inch of her skin and did marvelous things to her breasts. It was better than any dream she remembered from before.

So she parted her legs wider and slid onto him, who was very much ready for her. Once she did so, she realized it had never been so intense before. Never felt so really good and fulfilling. And she kept rocking against him despite her head that wouldn´t stop. She already knew she wasn´t dreaming anymore. She had very much asked Robin Hood to fuck her. And now, she would have to live with the shame of it.

She didn´t stop. Neither did he. Until she screamed his name grabbing the sheets so hard it hurt. But it felt so good too. Finally, she collapsed on top of him and he wrapped his arms around her, placing a kiss on her hair. Why the hell was the guy kissing her hair? Then, a thought struck her, when her breathing started getting even again and her body felt void as the pleasure vanished, he had said he loved her. And that must certainly be a lie. She didn't know what he was thinking and she was afraid to ask. Then another thought startled her, he was her soul mate. The one for her. No wonder he felt like home and everything good.

He was perfect. And she had no words. So she sobbed.

.-.-.-.-.-.

Wow, she was really something. Stunning in absolutely every way. How could a common thief like him hold the heart of a Queen? People said the Evil Queen was heartless, but this woman in his arms was passion and fire. And her heart raced like a horse. No, this woman was pure heart and soul. Stunning.

She remained in his arms in silence, and he was fine with that. He enjoyed it. He meant what he said, he loved her. Then he heard her sob and his heart broke.

"What´s wrong, Gina?" he whispered and stroked her back, not forcing her to look at him. Robin drew gentle circles with his fingers as she breathed and he waited. Even her smell of lavender was captivating. He smiled against her hair and that seemed to urge her on.

"I don´t know what you might be thinking right now, but… this is not me" Regina whispered, with all the calmness she could muster.

"Are you sure, because I quite like you this way" he grinned, and she couldn't believe he was teasing when she was so serious. And embarrassed.

"Don´t mock me" she commanded, mortified, her head still hid in his chest.

"I wouldn´t dream of it"

God, he had an answer for everything. She wanted to disappear. But where would she go, naked?

"Good. No dreams" she sighed.

"Did you really meant what you said, about loving me?" her lover whispered too, tangling butterfly fingers in her ebony tresses. Little by little, he was making peace nest on her heart.

"Yes" she muttered honestly, and for the first time dared to place a kiss on his chest, the biggest leap of faith she ever took in her life. "Did you?"

"With all my heart, Regina. And still I was very afraid you would kill me for jumping on you like this" and his voice was full of something much like relief. Joy. Fondness.

"Don´t be ridiculous. I´m not that person anymore" she hissed and stared fiercely into his eyes. She went all defensive without knowing why. But then he was looking at her with so much love she didn´t understand how could be directed towards her. He meant it. She wasn't a monster to him. And that was enough for her. She saw amusement too. "Plus, I thought I was dreaming, so don't think too high of yourself".

"And why would it be a dream?" he asked, bringing her mouth to his for another hungry kiss that left her soaring. "Do you dream of me often?"

"I usually do" she confessed, breathless. "I can´t lie to you".

"You don´t want me to think much of myself when I am the raider of my Queen´s dreams and she can´t lie to me? I´m sorry, but it all just got to my head" he teased, now placing kisses all around her face. Why was anyone being so nice to her?

"You are impossible" she giggled. "How am I going to deal with you?"

"The same way you just did" he mumbled against her skin as his mouth traveled her neck and found her right breast. She squirmed in delight. "I´m your slave, Your Majesty".

"What I mean is… I don´t go around asking every guy I meet to fuck me. I am… quite ashamed indeed" she muttered softly, highly pleased with his ministrations.

"You shouldn´t be… you are mine and I am yours" he declared, holding her tightly against him, as if she might want to run away. Funny thing, he just declared her the master. The fear should be the other way around.

"What did you just say?" Regina questioned, looking into his eyes again.

"You are mine and I am yours. I know I´m the only one because you feel like I do. We have something very special" he whispered to her ear.

"Indeed, we do" she smiled, and her eyes darted to his arm. She grabbed his wrist and caressed the tattoo absent-mindedly. The symbol of her hope.

"You don´t like it?" Robin asked, moving his arm to take her hand. And she felt sizzle and butterflies. She hoped he would catch her, because she had fallen and hard.

"I do. It´s a long story I will get to tell you some other day" she answered, shaking her head.

"So what does my Queen want to tell me today?" he asked, stroking her belly with the hand that was laying on her waist. It gave Regina the idea he would ask her for a child soon. And she shook the thought away, that was far off the line yet.

"Next time don´t be that slow because I won´t ask you. I will force you" she laughed. And he knew exactly what she meant.

"And how would you do that?" Robin demanded, amused.

"Oh, I have my… evil ways. Never doubt that" Regina smirked smugly.

"I wouldn´t dream of it" and the way he said it made her completely weak.

"Now, excuse me, but this Queen of yours is very much hungry. Care to join me for breakfast?" she saw the glint in his eyes, and continued. "Real breakfast. Eggs. Pancakes" she blushed when she realized what she was quoting. "Food".

"I know" he laughed. And there was a mirth in the sound that made her insides turn and flutter. She bit her lower lip and headed to her wardrobe. What a way to start a new day. A new everything. She was about to retrieve her red dress, the one with the loophole under the neckline. But she felt two strong arms sliding across her waist and she cringed. She wasn´t used to someone caring about her like this.

"Is something wrong?" he asked, turning her around. Then she met his frown and the torture in his eyes. He probably assumed she was having regrets. It would be just normal she had after such a quick turn of events, but she didn´t. Her head told her she should run away because she was a monster and she would hurt this man she already cared very much about. But her heart swelled in his presence and pulled her towards him. The first time she had chosen anger and revenge. She was honest when she told Tink she had learned her lesson. This time, it would be hope and love. Even if they still had a long way ahead to walk together.

"I´m sorry" she tried to smile, but suddenly sadness overcame her. "I´m just not used to this, having someone around. I never thought I would have this. Feeling loved. Because when you said you love me, I believed you. That is scaring the hell out of me" she managed to say, curling the fingers, her hands placed on his chest.

"I´m not here to hurt you, Regina. I would never break your heart. You did right in believing, it is the very truth. You might think we are very different, but we are not. I´ve been alone for a long while too. I also forgot how it felt being loved by a woman. I have you now. I don´t even need to ask you to let your walls down. I´m a very good thief. A raider if you don't mind. I can climb up" he said, stroking her cheek and she leaned to kiss him. His arms around her naked body arousing the deepest of her fires again. So she slipped away with a sigh and pulled the dress on quickly.

"You were already in way before I could even notice. That is how good you are" she conceded, leaning onto him.

"Can I fetch my son for breakfast? He will be delighted to see you" he was smiling, and so was she. No matter how silly she could look.

"Of course. I would actually love that" she said, tugging a strand of hair behind her ear.

"We will be fine, Regina. We will make this work. I promise" he vowed solemnly, taking her hands. All she did was stroke his tattoo, smiling as she stared at it.

"I know we will, because if I am to try this and make it work, you are the one person in any realm I would do it with" she honestly said. Her one and only soul mate.

He collected her in his arms again to place a tender kiss to her lips and hold her close to him like the most cherished treasure. She was so ready for the change. She already knew she had found in his arms her new home, the one she had been looking for most of her life.

She was finally there. So she kissed him again. Pain shaped her past. Love could shape her future.

Say good bye to the pain of the past, you don´t have to feel it anymore.

Love is an open door.

With you.

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Frozen quote. Yay. Please let me know what you think and your prompts so I will write more. It means so much to me. Would you like to see Lorelay again? What do you want? This is for you all! Thank you!