This is a continuation of the last chapter.

She walked slowly through the forest, her heart weighting heavy in her chest. Why the hell did he flirt with her when he was married? Who did he think he was?

A rustling behind her made her swirl around, hand raised, ready to shoot a fireball, her posture not relaxing in the slightest as Robin stepped out of the bushes with raised arms.

"Easy, majesty. It's just me."

"What do you want, thief?" She snapped, letting her hand drop to her side, staring at him with an annoyed expression on her face. "We didn't find anything. Our partnership is over. I don't need a partner anyway."

"What happened, Regina?"

"What do you mean?"

"Back in the cabin." Robin said quietly, stepping closer, invading her personal space again but she would not back away and tilted her head back to meet his eyes. "Why did you run out?"

"I didn't want a drink after all. That's all." Regina said flippantly. "We need to find the witch. We have no time for afternoon drinks."

"What did I do?" Robin asked, his voice barely above a whisper as he lifted a hand, his fingers coming dangerously close to her neck and she stepped back, slapping his hand away.

"What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be with your wife and son?" She folded her arms over her chest, not wanting him to see that her fingers were shaking and the anger bubbling inside of her was suddenly bursting to the surface. "Who do you think you are anyway? Flirting with me while your wife is at home, probably pregnant with your next child? What was I supposed to be? Your mistress? You do remember with whom you are dealing, right?"

She turned around and wanted to leave but his hand closed around her arm and pulled her back, her chest colliding with his as he pressed her against his hard body, his mouth only inches away from hers as he growled. "I'm not married anymore."

His mouth was on hers before she could say anything in reply, his tongue parting her lips and darting into her mouth, his arm pulling her even closer as he kissed her hungrily and she tried to struggle, tried to push him away, for about one second before she grabbed his neck, her fingers digging into his skin as she reciprocated the kiss with the same fire.

It was hot and passionate, shooting surge after surge of searing lust through her body and she grinded her hips against him, groaning loudly as she felt him hard against her stomach.

"Gods, Regina." He panted against her lips, one hand pressing against the small of her back, his fingers brushing over her ass. "I want you."

"I ..." She leaned back in his arms, meeting his blue eyes, her fingers skimming over his scruff and she wanted nothing more than to tell him how much she wanted him too but she couldn't. "I can't."

She pushed him back and took a step away from him but he didn't let her, hauling her back into his arms, his eyes hard with determination as he rasped. "No way, majesty. You are not vanishing again without giving me an explanation."

"I just don't want you, Robin." Regina shot back. "That's enough explanation for you?"

"You are lying, majesty." Robin said softly.

"I'm not." Regina replied firmly.

"So if I would slip my fingers under your pants right now I wouldn't find you dripping wet for me?"

"Of course not."

He leaned forward, his lips brushing her ear as he growled. "Is that a challenge, Regina? Do you want me to check? Do you want me to take you right here? Against the next tree? Do you want me to make you come over and over again until your voice is hoarse from shouting out my name?"

"You are a smug and arrogant prick."

"And you want me to fuck you senseless."

She wanted to smack him. Hard. And then she wanted to throw him against the next three and wrap her mouth around his cock and blow his mind until he was the one who screamed for mercy.

Her back hit a tree, his hips rocking into hers and she couldn't suppress the whimper that slipped over her lips as he grinded against her, rubbing his hard length against her already burning core.

"Gods, Regina. Just admit that you want me, you stubborn woman."

"Fine." She growled, dropping her hand and gripping him hard through his pants. "I want you. Are you satisfied now?"

"Not in the slightest." Robin huffed, pressing his mouth on hers for another fiery kiss that left them both breathless.

"Let's go, Locksley." She said quietly, slipping her fingers through his and pulling him with her. "Let's see how good a thief is in bed."

She furrowed her brows as he tugged at her hand and pulled her back into his arms again.

"What? Second thoughts?" Her mouth tilted up into a wicked grin. "Scared what the Evil Queen can do to you?"

He grinned back at her with this lopsided smirk of his. "To be honest, your majesty. This thought just arouses me even more."

"Seriously?"

"I am an outlaw." He shrugged one shoulder, the grin broadening further. "Adventure is my middle name."

"So why did you stop me then?" Regina asked, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

"Will you tell me what happened in the cabin now?"

She stiffened in his arms but he just trailed one hand up and down her spine, waiting patiently for her answer and a few moments later she whispered. "Maybe later."

"What are you so afraid of?" His finger pulled her chin up, forcing her to look him in the eyes and whatever he saw in there made him stop prodding her, his eyes softening as he said. "Fine. Later."

She knew she had to tell him but she couldn't help it. She wanted him. Even if it was only for one night.