Prompt: Please please please write a hot, sexual tension exploding, angry sex, smutty fic of Robin and Regina in the EF.

"Watch it." Regina hissed, slapping her hand against his chest to push him back, out of her personal space he kept invading.

"Why, majesty? Afraid my smell might disturb you?"

A shiver ran down her spine because she actually liked his smell, liked the smell of forest on him.

"You should probably consider to take a bath." She snarled, cringing inwardly about her own rudeness.

"God, you are annoying." He scoffed.

"No one told you to stay." She swirled around to him, locking eyes with him. "You can just turn around and leave."

"I'm a man of honor, your majesty. I'm not running away from a fight."

"About which fight are we exactly talking here?"

She bit her tongue, couldn't believe what she had just said. Was she insane?

He stared at her with open mouth but only for a second before his lips curved up into a lopsided grin and she knew she was in trouble.

"Depends on which fight you prefer?"

His voice had dropped, sounding low and husky now and her stomach clenched, her breath hitching in her throat.

"I was talking about the fight against the Wicked Witch of course." She huffed, stepping back, her retreat being stopped by a tree hitting her back.

"Of course." He drawled, coming closer, invading her personal space again, his eyes glittering with mischief and something else she didn't want to identify. Something she was sure was shining in her eyes too.

Lust.

"Tell me …" He paused, leaning even closer, his lips brushing over her ear as he rasped. "Do you fear you can't take it?"

She pressed her hand against his chest and pushed him back, rolling her eyes. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

He grabbed her hand, pushing it back and up over her head, pinning it against the tree, his eyes flickering down to her cleavage, his tongue darting out and licking his bottom lip, making her heart leap into her throat.

"Oh you do, Regina." He looked up into her eyes again, waiting for her to deny it but she couldn't. "God, I want you. I have no clue why because you are annoying and condescending and make my life so much more complicated … but God, I want you. I want to bury myself into your wet cunt. I want to feel you clench my cock. I want to feel your arousal coating me."

She should be shocked about his language, she should strike him and get the hell out of here but his words elicited a fire in her, a fire she couldn't stop, a fire that set her body ablaze.

"God, I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you until you scream my name over and over again."

He was trembling, she could feel his fingers quivering against her wrist, his eyes were screwed shut, his jaw clenched tightly as he was fighting for control and it was exhilarating what she could do to him.

"Robin?" Her voice sounded strangled and he looked up at her questioningly but only two words came out of her mouth. "Fuck me."

He growled, a guttural groan rumbling deep out of his chest and his hand immediately gripped her dress pulling it up, grabbing her leg and wrapping it around his waist as his mouth crashed on hers, his tongue darting in, his lips almost bruising her as he kissed her hungrily, his hips rutting against her.

God, this was carnal and completely inappropriate and so good.

His fingers slipped under her dress, closing over a nipple and then he pushed her dress down, her breasts popping out and he let out another groan, his mouth shooting down and sucking a nipple into his mouth, one hand slipping between their bodies, his fingers finding their way between her legs, his lips tightening around her nipple as he found her already soaking wet for him.

"God, Regina." He moaned around her hard nub, flicking his tongue over it.

"Get your cock in me, Locksley. Now."

He let her nipple slip out of his mouth with a loud pop, his hands reaching for the waistband of his pants, ripping the laces open until he could push them down far enough so that his cock sprang free and she latched immediately onto him, wrapping her hand tightly around him, pumping back and forth and he jerked his hips forward, thrusting into her hand, his moans echoing through the trees surrounding them.

She yanked him forward, a yelp slipping over his lips, his eyes shooting open as the pain radiated through his body. "I'm the Evil Queen, Locksley. So you better prepare yourself for some pain."

She hadn't expected the pure hunger that swept over his face, hadn't expected the need and lust burning out of his eyes.

"Then you should better prepare yourself too." He growled, rocking his hips forward. "Majesty."

The words were hardly out of his mouth as he yanked her panties aside and swatted her hand away, hauling her legs up, stepping forward and she could feel his hand reaching under her ass, could feel him position his cock at her entrance.

"Sure you can take it?"

"Are you here to talk, outlaw, or ..." The sentence ended in a low moan as he slammed into her, burying himself in her completely and she gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she willed her body to adjust to his size.

"God, you are so bloody tight."

"Just move your fucking cock."

He stiffened inside of her, a harsh breath brushing over her cheek and then he slipped out of her, hovering at her entrance for a few seconds before he slammed back in, taking her with deep and hard thrusts, pushing her closer and closer.

"I'm coming, Regina." He panted against her skin, his damp forehead resting against her cheek and she dug her fingers deeper into his shoulder, arching her back as she felt her walls starting to flutter. "God, Regina. I'm coming."

He jerked his hips forward one last time, spurting his cum into her, her walls clenching around him as she followed him only a second later and he grunted as she gripped him hard, his hips rocking against her as he rode the orgasm out with her.

They didn't speak as they righted their clothes, his cum trickling down her thighs, making her shudder, anew want slamming into her and she gritted her teeth, taking in a deep breath before she turned around to face him.

"We should head back to the castle."

"Always at your service, majesty."

She raised one eyebrow and eyed him from head to toe and back. "I might come back to your offer."

She swirled around and walked away, a smile pulling up her mouth as she heard his deep chuckle behind her.

Oh yeah, she would definitely come back to his offer.