Various prompts from Tumblr - Part 3

Another first kiss scenario

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He was standing too close, his breathing shallow as he tried to make as little noise as possible, his eyes glued to the Flying Monkey sitting on a branch a few trees away, its head turning left and right in search of them.

Her nose was practically buried in his chest and she could smell him. The smell of forest, of sweat and something uniquely him and it threw her, the attraction she felt for him. She wanted to lick his skin, she wanted to dig her teeth in his bottom lip, she wanted to feel his tongue all over her body, pushing into her, her stomach clenching as she imagined his scruff leaving a burning trail on her skin.

Every day that passed the attraction got stronger and she was so tired to fight it any longer, didn't even know why she was fighting against it in the first place. He was a very attractive man and it had been so long since she had shared her bed with a man. Maybe she just needed to get it out of her system, take him for one passionate night and be done with it.

"I think he is gone."

His low voice shook her out of her reverie and she looked up at him, not able to mask the feelings rushing through her body any longer and he inhaled a sharp breath, his eyes darkening with sudden desire, his lips clenching together into a tight line and he hissed.

"Don't look at me like that, Regina."

"Like what?"

"Like you want to devour me." He shifted even closer, his leg brushing against hers, his hand coming to rest directly beside her face and he leaned forward, his lips skimming her ear as he rasped. "Like you want to kiss me as if there is no tomorrow. Like you want me to take you right here."

She held her breath, closing her eyes, his nearness making her whole body tingle and the breath hitched in her throat as his lips trailed along her jaw, his fingers threading into her hair and tilting her head upwards, his mouth hovering over hers, waiting for her to take the next step and she took it, closing the gap and pressing her lips against his, letting out a soft sigh as his lips parted and his tongue darted into her mouth.

It was not tender. It was not gentle. It was hot and passionate and burning her alive, his body pressing her hard against the tree, the evidence of his arousal digging into her stomach, his hips rocking against her and she was swept away by the desire rushing through her, taking everything, demanding even more.

Her hand shot down, closing over the bulge in his pants, both groaning in unison as she tightened her fingers around him.

My God, she wanted him. She needed him.

He wrenched his mouth from hers, breathing heavily against her neck, his hips still rocking in circling motions into her hand, a low growl rumpling out of his chest as he grabbed her hand and pulled it away and stepped back, his eyes hooded with desire, his whole body rigid.

"Not here, Regina." He let out a harsh breath, closing his eyes for a second before he opened them again. "Not here."

"Then let's go." She curled her fingers around his, entwining their hands and he looked surprised for one second, a smile spreading slowly out over his face as he realized she wouldn't push him away but that she actually wanted him as much as he wanted her.

He gave her a short bow and nodded in the direction they had come from. "After you, your majesty."

"Lake"

It gets a little graphic but only in Regina's imagination. :-)

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She stepped into the clearing, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, letting it out slowly. Finally some silence. No more bickering and yelling. No more shouting voices. The only sounds were the birds chirping, the wind rustling through the leaves and the soft sounds of the lapping water.

She opened her eyes and relaxed her shoulders, letting her eyes drift over the lake, suddenly freezing as her gaze fell on the waterfall at the other side.

Someone was standing under it and this someone was naked.

This someone was Robin Hood.

She knew she should turn around and go. She knew watching him was a huge invasion into his privacy but she couldn't tear her eyes off him as he tilted his head and let the water pound on his face, the muscles in his back flexing, her stomach clenching as she saw the indents at the end of his spine, the hollows in his ass cheeks.

She should leave. She should really leave.

But God was he one gorgeous man.

Broad shoulders, narrow hips, corded muscles rippling along the outside of his thighs and she felt wetness pooling between her legs, couldn't help getting extremely aroused.

The water glittered on his body, the rivulets running over his skin made her ball her hands into fists.

She wanted to touch him, she wanted to outline the muscles with his fingers, wanted to feel him tremble under her touch.

God, she wanted him.

She took a step back, trying to force herself to leave but in this moment he turned around and her breath hitched in her throat as her eyes dropped to his mid-section.

He was huge, his cock hanging limply between his legs and it shouldn't give her shivers, it shouldn't make it harder for her to leave. But she imagined taking him in her hand, pumping him, hearing him groan, feeling him harden between her fingers. She imagined massaging his balls carefully, imagined taking him into her mouth and driving him crazy by sucking the living hell out of him, imagined him pushing into her, plunging deep.

Her walls clenched and she let out a growl. She was almost coming only by watching him. That was ridiculous. She already wanted to turn around as he lifted his arms to push his hair out of his face and her eyes fell on his right wrist, the air whooshing out of her lungs, dark spots appearing at the corner of her eyes.

No.

She stumbled backwards, tugging at her dress, feeling as if she would suffocate any second.

No.

She needed to breathe. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't get any air into her lungs. She fell down on her knees, trying to concentrate on her breathing, trying to calm down and after a while she managed to breathe normally again, cold sweat trickling down her spine as she leaned back against a tree.

It couldn't be. It was not possible.

A lion tattoo?

He was the man with the lion tattoo?

He was her true love?