A/N- Working on fixing some of my older stories, that being said there may be a mistake here or there.
"What is an aphrodisiac?" Robin asked having no idea what she was talking about.
"Nothing, you need to go. I'll be fine soon," Regina said, trying to get Robin to leave so she could relieve the ache between her thighs. It was taking all she had, to not put her hand under her skirt right now. If he didn't leave soon, in a few minutes she wouldn't care if he was here or not.
"Regina, something is wrong with you. Tell me what it is, so I can help you," Robin said as he watched her bit her bottom lip and let out a soft moan.
"It's something that increases your sex drive tenfold!" Regina yelled out. She couldn't help the blush that came to her cheeks. Robin lifted his eyebrows at her explanation.
"But, why would he do that to you?" Robin asked, trying to concentrate on the why instead of the reason she was uncomfortable. If he thought about much longer, his jeans would feel like two sizes too small. Already he was turned on by her, just being in her presence was enough. And seeing her bit her lip like that, and hearing that moan was a huge turn on.
"To irritate me I guess. Look you can leave now I can handle this myself," Regina said as she couldn't stop another moan that came out as the ache was intensifying as she spoke.
"Regina, I can help you. If you would let me," Robin said. He felt this connection with her, one he could not let go of. There was something about her, this pull he had towards this woman.
"Robin that's not necessary. I have two hands and a vibe," Regina said not believing she was having this conversation with him.
"Well, I'm not sure what this vibe thing is you are talking about, but I think my hands would work just as well if not better, among other things," Robin said as he laid a hand on one of her knee, letting his hand move up slowly. He stopped at her skirt, looking at her as if seeking permission, she nodded her head and he then moved his hand up further. He brought his other hand up as well, both slipping under her skirt and touching her lace panties, stopping when Regina let out a gasp as he neared her spot. She brought her hips up so he could remove them, he pulled them down slowly until they were at her feet, she lifted them and kicked them away. Next he pushed her skirt up to her waist, he then removed her high heel shoes, and placed her feet on the couch's edge and moved her thighs far apart. He looked at her from the waist down, she was stunning.
"Robin, please,"Regina said as her desire about to consume her, and he hadn't even really done anything. He smiled as he dipped his head and kissed the inside of her knee, leaving a trail of kisses to the inside of her thigh. He then moved his head to the other leg, giving it the same treatment. When his head moved close to her core, she made a grab for it with her hands but he moved, letting his tongue leave a wet path and he moved to her center finally and kissed her fully, her hips shot up on the couch as her hands went into his hair and held his head so he could not move, not that he had any plans to.
"Relax Regina, I will give you the relief you need," Robin said as he continued to pleasure her with his tongue, he let his tongue enter her and started to fuck her with his tongue. Her thighs closed around his head as she savored this, the days she had spent around him, the attraction was instantly there. He then removed his tongue and brought his tongue to her clit, licking it, flicking it, Regina moaned louder as he did so. Robin knew she needed some relief, a part of him wanted to savor this, and really enjoy her, but he knew she was in agony and he was pleased that she was letting him do this for her. He brought two fingers to her folds and used her juices to wet them as he moved them up and down her folds, then he entered her with them, as his tongue continued to flick her clit back and forth.
Regina could feel herself getting close and she clenched her thighs, right then Robin used his shoulders to spread her thighs wider as her orgasm started, her hips buckled upward as he heard her start to yell as she came. He increased the tempo of his fingers as the waves just kept coming as she rode out the intense orgasm. Robin felt her clinch around his fingers, he let himself imagine how this would feel if he was buried fully inside her at this moment. He hoped one day that he would know that feeling as he continued to lick her as her orgasm ended. When he knew she was thoroughly relaxed he gave her one last kiss to her folds then leaned back on his knees as he looked at her, her mouth was slightly opened, her eyes closed. The only sign she was alive was that her chest moved up and down as she breathed deeply.
"Well, your majesty if you ever need my services like this again, please don't hesitate to let me know," Robin said as Regina opened her eyes and brought her skirt back down and sat up, trying to straighten herself up.
"This is not something I saw coming, if not for Rumple this would not have happened," Regina said already thinking of ways to repay that imp for pulling this stunt on her.
"Are you sure about that milady?" Robin asked with a smile on his face.
"And what are you implying?" Regina said trying to play it cool.
"Just that who is to say whether we would have eventually gotten this far?" Robin asked.
"Are you saying you think this was what I wanted all along?" Regina asked.
"Did you? Because after the way you looked at me as I slowly approached you at the Witch's House, it sure did appear you were expecting a little more than me asking you if that whiskey was magical," Robin said remembering that day clearly.
"You should have seen the way you were looking at me, and the way you leaned right into me, you could have just asked from across the room what that was. You actually leaned almost on me as you grabbed that bottle," Regina said.
"Well, what can I say? The way you looked at me, you knew what you were doing, telling me that it could be used as a love potion of sorts. I think you enjoyed my attentions that day, but not as much as you seemed to enjoy them tonight," Robin said with another weak knee smile.
"I thank you for your assistance, but I think you have a son to get back to don't you?" Regina said.
"My assistance? I don't think what I did for you would be considered to be just assistance," Robin said with a smirk on his face.
"What would you call it then?" Regina asked as Robin moved in closer to her, putting one hand on both sides of her hips on the couch.
"I would call it my pleasure to do so, and another is I hope to do more one day in the future. This was just a taste of what could be between us," Robin said right close to her ear, there it was that smell of forest again.
"You need to be getting home to your son," Regina said as she got off the couch. Robin came up to still be standing right in front of her.
"Trying to get rid of me already," Robin said with a smirk on his face as Regina just turned her head.
"Don't worry milady, I don't run from something that I want," Robin said as he started towards her front door. She followed him to the door, stopping when he opened it and turned to her. "Milady, I hope you enjoyed this night as much as I did and have sweet dreams," Robin said.
"Good night," Regina said as he smiled once more before exiting her house, she shut the door quickly and leaned up against it shaking her head.
"Gold, I don't know whether to hug you or send a fireball at you," Regina said to an empty house, she headed upstairs to clean up and get into bed. She was completely spent, but completely satisfied. That night as she drifted off to sleep, even after her bath, she could still smell the scent of forest on her and she smiled.
Robin walked back into his tent, he checked on Regina's heart once more, and Roland before retiring for the night. Once he got in his bed, his thoughts were consumed on what had happened tonight with Regina. She was so passionate, and responsive to him. He knew if things progressed like that had been, they would be making love before too long. He had, had his head between her thighs this night, and had not kissed her lips yet. And those lips were such a turn on for him, they were full, and usually painted bright red. Blood red. He looked forward to finding out what they tasted like before too long.