Prompt: I was wondering if you could write OQ where there was a meeting with Robin, the Charmings, Captain Swan, and Belle at Regina's house to discuss their action plan against Zelena. Robin lingers afterwards to discuss the kiss the conversation lasts till late at night, then smut. And morning after fluff only to have Emma show up and ring the doorbell and find out about OQ while they were trying to make breakfast.

She could feel his eyes on her. She could literally feel her skin burning under his scorching gaze.

God, they should have just gotten it over with after they had kissed because this was getting out of hand.

She couldn't even concentrate on anything anymore. All she could think about was how his lips had felt on hers, how his tongue had darted into her mouth when he had kissed her back. Kissed her as if there was no tomorrow, his whole body pressing against her and she had wanted more. God, had she wanted more.

Her fingers were shaking and she pressed them on the surface, forcing herself to concentrate. She needed to listen to the Uncharmings formulating the plan. Emma and she had to unite their forces to defeat Zelena. Having inappropriately dirty thoughts about a certain outlaw didn't help.

She made a sharp remark and then her eyes met his, his mouth tilted up into a lopsided grin and her stomach clenched, her heart leaping into her throat, her mouth going dry, all the wetness shooting down between her legs.

God damn it!

The meeting was wrapped up a few minutes later and she exhaled a deep breath as all of them left her living room, the voices died away and she walked into her office, her shoulders relaxing until she felt his presence, knew with utter certainty that he just came back.

"Regina?"

God, this voice and he stepped closer and she could actually smell him and this was not a good idea. This was all wrong and …

He shifted and her eyes fell on the lion tattoo on his forearm and she almost reached for the decanter of whisky to throw it against the wall.

Why couldn't he just leave?

"Regina, look at me."

"You told me I owe you a drink." She fumbled for the glasses, clicking them together as she pulled them towards her. "Let's just have one now, shall we?"

The decanter clicked against the glass as she poured the drinks and she turned around and held the glass towards him, still not looking into his eyes.

He closed his fingers around the tumbler, taking it out of her hand just to put it down on the table beside her and she stopped breathing for a second as he stepped closer, completely ignoring her personal space, his lips skimming over her cheek.

"I don't want a drink." His teeth closed around her earlobe and tugged at it. "I want you."

The words almost tumbled out of her mouth but she managed to only think them.

Oh my God. Yes. I want you too.

Her whole body was vibrating and she leaned closer into him, her body betraying her and he groaned, a deep guttural growl rumbling out of his chest and making her stomach clench.

"God, Regina. I need you."

He didn't touch her. The only contact was his lips brushing over her cheek as he waited for her to make the next move, waited for her to push him away or pull him in.

And her brain almost won, her hands already flat on his chest to push him away but then he shifted and she felt his hard arousal against her thigh and every coherent thought fled her brain, leaving only pure lust behind, her fingers curling around his shirt.

"God, Robin. I need you too."

The next moments were a blur of teeth and hands clashing together, fabric ripping and then she was bend back, the edge of her desk digging into the small of her back but she didn't care.

She could feel him hard and pounding between her legs, his arms quivering beside her as he fought for control but she didn't want him to hold back, her hands coming around his neck, her legs wrapping around his waist, her lips crashing on his, her tongue darting into his mouth, her hips tilting up and finally he slipped in, pushing into her, deeper and deeper and she bit her tongue as he was stretching her.

God, he was huge. He was almost too huge.

But then he started to move and she let out a whimper as he hit her at the spot deep inside of her, his fingers twirling her nipple around while his lips were on hers, his tongue darting into her mouth.

She forget about everything around her. Time, space. She didn't know anymore where she was, she didn't care. She just wanted more. Wanted him. Forever and ever.

He pushed her over the edge faster than she could have ever imagined but he didn't even slip out of her afterwards, just hauling her up into his arms and walking with her towards the couch, taking her another time before they entangled their limbs to go to the bedroom and making love one more time before they fell asleep.

As she woke up the next morning she thought for a moment that it had been all a vivid erotic dream but then she moved and felt the soreness of her muscles and she smiled, remembering the events of the night.

She only slipped in shorts and shirt, walking slowly downstairs and hearing him humming in the kitchen, the smile on her face broadening even further.

"Hear to steal something, thief?"

He swirled around, his mouth tilting up into a mischievous grin as he stepped closer and pulled her into his arms.

"Yes, majesty." He leaned down and took her lips in a searing kiss, leaving her catching her breath as he released her. "You."

Her heart actually skipped a beat and she already considered to just push him back and take him in the middle of the kitchen as the doorbell rang.

She furrowed her brows and Robin just shrugged his shoulders, his grin telling her that it was not his fault that they weren't already ripping each other's clothes off.

She huffed out an annoyed breath and stomped towards the door, yanking it open to scold whoever was standing on the other side but it was Emma and she remembered the moment she saw her that they actually had arranged a meeting for today to work at Emma's magic some more.

"Good morning, Regina." Emma just walked past her into the house, not even waiting for her to invite her into it. "Where should we start?"

She could hear him coming out of the kitchen and Emma's eyes widened with surprise as she looked from Robin to her and back.

"I should better go."

His voice still managed to shoot shivers down her spine and he actually had the nerve to lean down and press a kiss on her lips before he strolled out of the door.

Emma turned towards her, her mouth broadening with a grin. "So … you and Robin?"

"Well, at least I actually take what I want." Regina shot back, suppressing a smirk as she heard Emma's sharp intake of breath. "In contrast to other people in this room."