Prompt: "Sunday night, Robin loses control. Monday morning, Regina's love bite mark."

He pulled her back against his chest, gripping her leg and pulling it over his thigh.

"God, Robin!" She groaned as he slipped into her, his fingers digging into her waist as he started to rock his hips against her ass. "I can't take it anymore."

"The whole night." He rasped against her skin, sliding his arm under her neck and reaching down, wrapping it around her breast. "You promised me all night."

"God, it hurts." She gritted out through clenched teeth and he stopped immediately, wanted to slip out of her but her arm reached behind, her hand pressing against his ass to keep him in place. "Where do you think you are going?"

"I'm hurting you." He breathed, pushing back but she just tightened her grip on him.

"I don't want you to stop." She trailed her fingers up his arm and wrapped her hand around his neck, pulling him forward to give him a deep kiss. "Fuck me harder."

"I can't ..." He started but she interrupted him by digging her nails into his scalp.

"Fuck me harder, Robin."

He growled, rolling her on her stomach and slipping over her, his cock still being in her and he pushed himself up on his hands, his hips tilting forward to bury himself even deeper in her.

"Remember you've asked for it, Regina."

He pulled out of her and drove back in, a gasp slipping over her lips, the position making her sheath even tighter and she crossed her ankles, gripping him even harder as she groaned. "More."

He snapped, something inside of him snapped, and he started to pound into her, her cries echoing through the room as he plunged into her, fucking her hard, her fingers clenching the sheets as she pushed her ass up, drawing him even deeper and he cursed, tilting the angle of his thrusts, slamming into her again and again and again, the sweat dropping from his forehead onto her back, their slick flesh clashing together with each of his plunges until he couldn't hold it back any longer and he leaned forward, burying his teeth in her shoulder, pushing into her one last time, spilling his release into her, feeling her walls spasming around him as she came with him, shouting out his name as the waves crushed down over both of them.

Gliding out of her, he rolled off her, his chest still heaving as he tilted his head and looked at her, her eyes hooded with sated passion as she met his gaze.

"You win." He rasped, lifting one hand and brushing her damp hair of her forehead. "I'm beat. I need to sleep."

"But the night isn't over, Locksley." She breathed, her mouth tilting up into a smirk.

"I know." He replied softly, scooting closer and pulling her up and against his chest, her head falling onto his shoulder and he trailed his fingers up and down her spine, feeling her relax against him. "We'll just have to postpone it a little bit."

"Okay." She murmured against his skin and seconds later they had both fallen asleep, sheer exhaustion pulling them under.

-/-

"Damn it, Locksley." She hissed, rearranging the scarf around her neck.

Two strong arms slipped around her waist and pulled her backwards against a broad chest and her eyes met his in the mirror, her stomach clenching as she saw his disheveled state, his scruff rubbing over her ear as he rasped with a still hoarse voice from sleep. "You called, majesty."

She let out a heavy sigh, cursing inwardly that her body was already betraying her, leaning back into his arms.

"I have a hard time to conceal all the marks you left on me last night." She huffed, pulling the scarf up and showing him the bright red mark where her neck met her shoulder, a tinge of blue in the middle where he had sucked her skin into his mouth.

But all he did was grin as his eyes fell on the hickey, his arms tightening around her as she wanted to push out of his embrace. "This one is actually your fault."

"My fault?" She hissed indignantly, turning her head around and leaning back to look into his face. "How is that my fault?"

His grin broadened even further and he rocked his hips forward, letting her feel his prominent morning erection as he drawled. "You told me to fuck you harder and if I remember correctly you actually demanded of me to give you more."

"I don't know what you are talking about." Regina replied firmly, turning around again but before she could say anything else, she was swirled around and pushed against the vanity, his length pressing hard into her stomach as his hands reached up to cup her face.

"When do you have to be at work?" He questioned, his lips brushing over hers, one hand trailing down over her arm, slipping over her thigh and pulling her skirt up.

"Robin, we can't." She whispered, her hands tightening around his upper arms.

"Oh, we can." He replied hoarsely, lifting her up and setting her down on the vanity, and she let out a harsh breath as her ass made contact with the cold porcelain. Somehow he had managed to push her skirt up without her really noticing it and he pulled her legs apart, stepping closer, his arousal jutting out, already rock hard, and she let out a whimper as his fingers slipped higher, drawing her panties away, his thumb flicking over her clit. "There is always time for this."

"Five minutes." She gave in, a gasp tumbling over her lips as he pushed into her, her walls protesting against the intrusion, still sore from last night's activities.

"Then I'll have to be quick."