Various prompts from Tumblr - Part 2

Ice cream

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"God, Ruby. What is this?" Robin groaned, closing his eyes and licking his lips. "This tastes fantastic."

Regina pressed her legs together, trying to ignore the hot ball of desire that had shot straight between her legs when she had heard his groan, her fingers shaking as he moaned again.

Jesus Christ! He was only eating ice cream.

But this groan, his moans … he sounded exactly like that in bed.

Another groan and she shot out of the booth and over to the counter, leaning down to hiss in his ear. "Would you just stop this?"

"Stop what?" Robin asked, looking at her questioningly, scooping up another spoon of ice cream and popping it into his mouth, his eyes falling shut again as his mouth closed around the spoon.

"God, Regina. You have to taste this. It's delicious."

She would kill him. She'd never felt more aroused than right now. She'd never wanted to kiss him more than right in this moment.

"No, thanks."

His eyes shot to hers, his brows furrowed as he heard her clipped tone, his head tilting to the side as he studied her and God damn it, he already knew her too well, his mouth curling up into a smug grin as he realized where her harsh tone was coming from and the bastard actually took another spoon of ice cream, his eyes never leaving hers as he licked it off the spoon.

"Sure you don't want some."

"Fine. I'll take some."

And before he could react in any way she wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him forward, her lips crushing on his, her tongue pushing into his mouth, tasting the flavor of the ice cream on his tongue, the surprise only lasting a few moments before his hands closed around her hips and he yanked her forward, his mouth getting more demanding as he kissed her back hungrily.

Regina ignored the catcalls and whistles as she trailed her tongue over his bottom lip just to dive back in a second later, both breathing heavily as they finally parted.

"You were right." Regina pushed back from him. "It tastes delicious."

Turning around, she walked briskly to the door, ignoring the curious glances of the other customers, a tingle running down her spine as his warm laughter reached her ears and her mouth curled up into a soft smile as she opened the door and stepped out.

They couldn't have kept their relationship a secret for much longer anyway.

Rose petals

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"Robin, you there?"

She slipped out of her high heels and patted bare footed into the kitchen, opening the fridge and pulling out the bottle of Cabernet, filling herself a glass and nipping, sighing as the cool liquid slid down her throat.

She needed a bath, she needed to relax. And maybe she could persuade Robin to give her a neck massage.

Tilting her head left and right to loosen the tension in her neck, she walked back into the living room and towards the back of the house, stopping dead in her tracks as her eyes fell on the red splutters all over the floor, splutters she hadn't seen when she came in.

Splutters that turned out to be petals. Red rose petals, forming a trail towards the bedroom and she could swear her heart stopped for a second.

No.

He didn't … that couldn't … that could not be what she thought it was.

No way.

She put the wine glass on the table and walked slowly towards the bedroom, almost dreading to push the door open, fearing what she might find behind.

But she was the Evil Queen. She would not be a coward.

Inhaling a deep breath, she stretched her hand out and turned the doorknob, straightening before she entered the room.

She took only one step in before the breath got knocked out of her. The room was lit with the light of dozen of candles, the trail of rose petals ended in front of a kneeling Robin and he was actually wearing a suit. This bastard was actually wearing a three-piece suit.

She had never seen him with a suit before and this was just too much, tears welling up in her eyes and she bit her tongue because she would not start crying.

No way.

She was the Evil Queen and she would not start crying because the man she loved was kneeling in front of her with a velvet box in his hands, his eyes shining with love, his mouth curled up into smile.

No. No crying allowed.

Not when he had decided to make the cheesiest proposal of all time.

"Regina Mills …" Her lips trembled and she balled her hands into fists as he continued. "Would you give me the honor to be my wife?"

She couldn't say anything, she could just stare at him, kneeling in front of her with a ring that was so gorgeous that it took her breath away.

Two years ago she had wanted to put herself under a sleeping curse, convinced that only Henry would be able to pull her out of it, not knowing that her true love was already by her side. She had fallen in love with him before she had even seen the tattoo, had lost him again when they had been cursed by her sister, and finally remembered him again.

She had thought she would never find this kind of love again. But she did. And the love of her life was now kneeling in front of her, waiting for her answer.

"Regina?" She met his gaze, a lonely tear trailing down her cheek as she saw the smile on his face. "Would you mind giving me an answer?"

She didn't hesitate any longer and stepped closer, stretching her hand out, her fingers shaking as she said with a hoarse voice.

"Yes. Yes, Robin. I want to marry you."

Robin punishes Regina with wild sex.

M-rated! Emotional smut!

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"You should have never gone on your own."

He punctuated each word with a deep and hard thrust and Regina gritted her teeth, trying not to cry out as his thick cock was stretching her to her limits.

She knew he needed this. She knew he needed to take her this rough. She knew he needed to see that she was still alive, that she could take it, that she wasn't hurt.

"You should have listened to me."

He slammed into her, again and again and again, his fingers gripping her hair and pulling her back, his teeth digging into her shoulder as he leaned forward, burying himself deep in her before he pulled out again and changed the angle, plunging back in, his balls slamming against her as he fucked her mercilessly from behind, his sweat dripping on her back, his fingers clutching her waist, burning her skin.

"You should have fucking listened to me."

His fingers slipped around her, rubbing roughly over her clit, his cock hammering into her even faster, even deeper, and she felt pain and pleasure simultaneously, didn't know what was more prominent, didn't care.

"Fuck, Regina." His other hand went to her breast, his fingers closing around her nipple and twirling it hard, making her yelp as pain shot through her. "Fuck you and your magic. Fuck your stubborn brain."

He was losing it; she could feel it and she couldn't do anything against it, didn't want to do anything against it.

He pushed her harder and harder until she exploded around him but he didn't even let her ride it out, slipping out of her and swirling her around, yanking her legs up and pulling them over his shoulders, plunging into her again only a moment later.

Leaning forward, he bend her legs towards her chest, his face contorted in anger as he pistoned his hips back and forth, hitting her even deeper, his fingers suddenly back at both her nipples, twirling and tugging, making them burn.

Her legs were quivering, her walls felt raw, her nipples screamed with pain but damn it she enjoyed being taken that rough, enjoyed seeing him so out of control, losing it completely.

His movements became erratic, his thrusts stuttered and she felt herself getting closer and closer to her next orgasm, the guttural groan rumbling out of his chest as he jerked his hips one last time forward, pushing her over the edge, her walls clenching around him as he spurted his release into her.

Her legs slipped from his shoulders as he leaned forward, crashing down on her, his wet hair tickling her chin, his heart hammering against her chest and her hands trailed up and down his spine, feeling him tremble, his voice raw with emotion as he mumbled.

"I'm sorry, Regina. I'm so sorry."

"Shh." She tilted her head and pressed a kiss against his forehead. "It's okay. I'm fine. We are fine."

"I'm so sorry."

The quiver intensified, his whole body shaking now and she pushed him back until he met her gaze, the tears shining in his eyes, making her heart clench and she trailed her fingers over his scruff, her voice quiet as she told him.

"I'm fine, Robin. Everything is okay." She pulled him back down, pressing her lips against his. "I love you."

"I can't take this anymore." He mumbled against her lips. "Promise me, you'll never do something this stupid again. Promise me."

"I promise."

They both knew it was a false promise but he needed to hear it right now, even though she would put herself in harm's way again. And so would he.

"I can't lose you, Regina." He slipped out of her and rolled down from her, taking her with him, pressing her against his chest. "I love you."

"I love you too."

She listened to his heartbeat, hearing it slow down, feeling his breath even out before she could close her eyes too and follow him into sleep.