WARNING: RATED M
FOR SMUT CONTENT
Chapter Two
Friday morning goes by in a flash. Regina spends the first two hours in the conference room with three other lawyers, building a defense for a case that goes on trial next week. After that, she briefs Mr. Gold about a strategy she is going to use latter today in court. Manages to have two conference calls with clients and when her phone buzzes, remembering her of the appointment at Henry's school, she barely has time to go through her emails and check if she has something urgent to answer before it's time to actually leave her office and head to the parking lot, where her car is.
Robin, on the other hand, has a lull morning. He goes through his to do list for the day and next heads to a meeting for prospects of sponsorship. Afterward, he sits with his assistant, a volunteer student from the senior year, to tie some loose ends of the new strategies for the team. When he checks the time, is still half past eleven, so he goes to the teacher's room and finds one of his new work colleagues, a history teacher from the junior year, who also happens to be one of his friends from Portland. - It was actually Robin who put the good word for her when he heard they needed a new teacher for that subject. - She seems to be concentrated reading a book, but when she looks up to him, Robin sees that in fact she is very bored, so he decides that it won't really be a great harm if he joins her to kill the extra time.
The meeting with Henry's teacher was smooth, as she expected. Henry is a terrific and intelligent boy, never giving his teachers a hard time and always participating in class. He certainly has to work on some misspelling, but nothing too complex, he is still learning after all and Regina is very proud of him. His last assignment brought tears to her eyes and she is sure her husband will be delighted. It is a very small text, six lines tops, about the super hero in his life. He wrote about his father and how he is the hero of soccer, finishing it with a simple I love my papa. Underneath the little text, he drew the scene of two people running after a ball. It is a typical 7 years old drawing, but it's her 7 years the author of such piece of art and it would most certainly be put on display on theirs fridge's door latter.
The walk up to where she is supposed to meet with Robin is short, but it's long enough to bring her a sense of nostalgia and make her get lost in her thoughts. While she is wandering through these halls, it crosses her mind some stories that happened when she was just a student; Friends that she holds dear, silly disagreements, the gossips of teenagers, study group with more play than study, parties, all the romance… Oh, those were great years. Regina is brought back to reality by a loud laugh down the hall and spots her husband chatting with some woman – Who is that? Perhaps the new teacher. - She thinks.
They are talking about something funny that happened to them a long time ago. At least that is what she can get when she approaches them. Robin has his back to the hall from where Regina is coming, but as soon as he sees his wife from the corner of his eyes, he turns to her, his smile getting even wider and he says in a cheerful voice "Hey there Beautiful, I was just waiting for you".
"I just got out of the meeting, dear." Regina says giving Robin a smile, and then she turns to the woman and extends her hands "Hi! I believe we haven't met yet; I'm Regina, Robin's wife".
"Hi, I'm Marian. Nice to finally meet you. Robin talks a lot about you" Marian answers the handshake and smiles politely.
"Marian is the new history teacher I told you about, the one that is my friend from Portland, remember?" Robin interrupts the greetings.
"Oh, right. I remember. Funny how we never got a chance to meet when I visited Robin back in Portland". Regina is not jealous – At least that is what she tells herself - There is nothing to be jealous about. She knows Robin loves her and always had, but she can't help her sass.
"Well… I bet he didn't had much time for friends when you were in town" Marian winks, then adds "I must go, my next class is about to start. It was really nice meeting you. Bye Robin, see you around".
"You too, dear. A real pleasure".
Marian goes her way leaving them behind her. Regina uses this moment to give the other woman a proper look and tries to make her mind about her. She seems pleasant and polite, but she can't help but sense like something is off… Not from Robin's side though, it is just this weird feeling that she has inside her right now, it never happened before and she doesn't know how to describe it. Despite of what it might be, Regina strives to dismiss it.
Robin feels a little awkward with the whole situation, but waits in silence, pondering his next words. He knows his wife and can almost see the wheels working inside her mind. As soon as Marian can no longer be seen from where they are standing, he decides he already gave her time enough and asks:
"What was that?"
"What was what?" Regina tries to sound like she doesn't know what Robin is talking about, but as soon as she meets his eyes, she knows she has failed. She doesn't let her regal mask go down, though.
"I don't know… That attitude." By what he just saw, Robins knows exactly what is going on and he has his suspicious confirmed when Regina looks straight to him without giving any vocal answer, only raising her eyebrows, inquiring some sort of explanation about something she hasn't even asked yet. She won't voice whatever is in her mind anyway and he should know better. But the truth is she actually doesn't need to answer him. She has a very expressive look and Robin was always really good at reading her. And still is, so he just smirks and says:
"You are jealous." It is not a question. More like a statement. He knows, and finds it endearing that after all these years she still feels jealousy towards him. Regina, on the other hand, doesn't like the comment, not at all. She knows she is being unreasonable, but he should smooth her worries, even the silly ones, not put them out and make fun of her.
"I'm not jealous." She frowns and adds, "I'm just… Looking after what is mine."
"Yours?"
"Yes." She only says, looking at him possessively.
Robin half chuckles, half huffs at that and decides to joke with her.
"What?" Regina spats
"I'm not a thing, you know?" Robin says looking hurt and offended, but just for the act. He doesn't mind, not at all. He is hers, entirely hers. Since the first day he saw her. And he quite likes the feeling. But Regina doesn't take it slightly, she grimaces.
"That is not what I'm saying. I would never imply such a thing or anything like that".
"Regina – "
"Don't" She cuts him.
Really? Is he really making a thing out of this? Regina is furious now. She looks furious. Her eyes look like they have fire inside. Robin's eyes widens then.
"Are you going to let me talk, you stubborn woman?" He mutters and she gets even angrier.
"How dare you – "The rest of her sentence is cut by his lips on her, kissing her senseless. At first, she tries to fight him, but soon her hands tangles on his shirt and she brings him closer to her possessively. Robin sees his victory then, he knew it was just her defensive mode. So he mentally smiles and seeks entrance to her mouth and she lets him deepen the kiss. When he feels her tongue against his, robin tries – he needs to – to get even closer to her; Regina walks backwards until she hits the wall, moaning in the process. They slow down the kiss after a while, remembering where they are. When he lets her mouth go, he rests his forehead on hers and tries to steady his breathing.
"I love you. Only you. And I know you weren't implying anything. I was joking, ok?"
"Ok" She sighs and pecks his lips.
"You know… You look very sexy when you get all jealous and possessive." He whispers, making Regina bite her bottom lip seductively.
He claims her mouth again in an unhurried kiss. This time, when they part, Regina has a smile back on her face, but she looks down avoiding his eyes.
"What is it?" Robin asks in concerned.
"She sure is beautiful." Robin can't help but chuckle at that, stating "Not more beautiful than you are, milady. Besides, I'm very happy exactly where I am, with whom I am. No need to look elsewhere. Never had." This is all she needs, reassurance. Silly or not, it's what she wants from him.
"Good." Regina replies him. Then she adds, while getting off of the wall "We should go before someone sees us like this."
"Oh… if just these walls could speak… I don't even know how many times we made out through these halls when we were younger…" Robin remains on his spot with a shameless smile.
"Well… we are not teenagers anymore; we should stop acting like it. Let's grab lunch, Shall we?"
"Indeed, my Queen." Robin takes her hand in his, gives small kisses on her knuckles and laces their fingers as they make their way towards the cafeteria. A smile not quite living neither of theirs lips and all the previous worries gone.
§ BEGINNING: RATED M
Latter in the afternoon, Regina gets stuck in court longer than she expected. The opponent lawyer has asked for a short recess, delaying all her plans for the rest of the day, so she has to ask Robin to pick the kids and drop them off at his parents. When she manages to get back to her office it's already a quarter past five and thanks God she has such a helpful husband, otherwise she doesn't know how she would make it.
When she finally sets her feet at home, she is surrender by a delightful aroma that seems to be invading the whole house; she hasn't realized how hungry she is until just now. Robin is in the kitchen humming some song while he busies himself cooking; she stops at the entrance and appreciates the scene for a few moments before joining him.
"I don't know what you are cooking, but it smells amazing" she says with gentle groan.
"Look who decided to leave the defenders of the law and join us, mere mortals" Robin chuckles while wiping his hands on a cloth.
Regina laughers as she approaches him, puts her arms around his neck when she is close enough and sighs I'm sorry, before connecting her mouth to his. Robin gladly returns the kiss, leaning on the counter and bringing her closer to him. When they part, Robin pours some wine in a glass for her and announces that dinner is ready.
Regina finds her husband cooking skills a real turn on, especially because he is really good at it. Tonight he made a mouth-watering chicken and vegetables, simple and delicious. They sit next to each other on the kitchen table savoring their dinner and enjoying a nice wine; they talk about their day and what's the plan for tomorrow with the kids. Once they finish, Robin tells Regina he will take care of the dishes while she goes upstairs and takes a shower.
Regina does as she is told and directs herself for a – so much needed – shower. She lets the water wash all her day off of her body for a few minutes before rising herself properly, relaxing under the hot steam that settles in the room. When she finishes, she removes the excess of water from her hair and puts on her robe. Afterwards, she stops in front of the mirror and watches herself while applying moisture cream on her face and hands.
Robin chooses this moment to get into their bedroom and, without her noticing, observes her for a few seconds, wondering how he got this woman to even look at him, much less love him. He, then, walks over to her and ties his arms around her waist. She chuckles as he moves closer, leaning towards her and leaving a trail of kisses down her neck. A moan escapes her throat as his stubble touches her skin; and she tips her head back, giving him more access.
His hands star wondering to her front until he finds the lace of the robe, and untie it. Once it's open, he moves his hands inside to make contact with her skin. She turns around in his arms and ties her own arms around his neck, bringing him closer and kissing him. Robin pushes the robe down and presses her against the stool, while her hands slip under his shirt in order to feel his bare skin while she kisses him with all she has.
For a few moments they just kiss, breathtaking kisses, but then he leaves her mouth and takes a step back, just enough to look at her, their eyes locking, both full of desire.
"You are stunning" He breathes as his eyes start roaming her naked body.
"I think you are far too dressed right now…"She answers him and brings him back to her, removing his shirt in the process. As soon as the shirt leaves him, she crashes her mouth back to him and her hands skim down, her fingers toying with the button of his pants. She frees his buttons and stripes him, letting it pool at his feet.
Robin's hands rake up, cupping her breasts, his thumbs pinching her nipples. Heat flashes through Regina and she can't help but moan, God, she loves those hands. Robin leaves her mouth and starts going down, nipping her throat, going further down… Until he reaches her nipples and takes one of them in his mouth, never quitting his ministration with the other and switching breasts after sucking it. Regina takes a deep breath and holds his head in place, liking the attention.
After a few minutes, Robin lets go of her nipples and looks back into her eyes, licking his lips. His eyes are dark with desire and Regina's belly clenches in anticipation. He goes down again, kissing her all the way, until he is on his knees in front of her. She swallows hard. He starts kissing her and, oh! How much she wants this. He kisses her everywhere but where she actually needs him to.
"Robin…" She moans, making Robin snort against her.
"Patience" He urges dropping more kisses on her skin. "I wanted to do this all day. I'm not going to rush now"
"Uhm… This is torture, you know. Just wait for the payback" she tries to frown, but his tongue – Oh! His tongue! – is driving her crazy. He continues to kiss her, wet swirls of his tongue everywhere, changing his path back and forth, getting closer and closer, but never touching her clit.
"I plan on eat you until you come. Then you can think of a proper torture for me" He mutters
She is wet and needy, her hands grasping his hair, trying to push him to where she wants and biting her lips to keep her from begging.
God, she is already so close, so close. Regina tilts her head back, squirming. And then his tongue slides just where she needs it, licking and flicking her clit. She inhales sharply as her hips jerk towards him.
"Gods, I love the way you taste" He murmurs, his lips brushing her clit as he speaks. One of his hands settles at the joint of her thigh, spreading her gently and putting her leg over his shoulder, giving him more access. While his other hand slides around her rear, grasping it and pushing her hips forward a little. Regina fights not to make any noise, but the efforts to be quiet seem useless and unnecessary.
"Don't hold back" He urges, biting the inside of her tight, his voice low and husky. "There is no child tonight. Let me hear you…" His tongue returns to where it was immediately and she lets the next moan break through, making Robin's grip tightens on her tight. He likes the sounds she makes; he likes to hear what he can do to her.
He fucks her with his tongue, making her groan his name as she starts rocking her hips against his mouth. She is even closer now.
He focuses back on her clit, licking it up and down. Then he slips two fingers into her, matching a rhythm with his mouth.
"Yes… Oh, yes!" she mutters and then adds "Suck" she mumbles "please".
Robin promptly complies, pulling the sensitive nub into his mouth. She is going to come, she is going to Oh! Oh… Her hips buck against him, making Robin put one of his hands across her belly to hold her in place. Regina let out several moans as her orgasm hit her.
Her legs feel like jelly and Robin has to actually hold her so she won't fall. He pulls his mouth away from her with one lasting lick and goes up again, still holding her. He kisses her lips, drawing another moan from her when she tastes herself on his tongue. He moves towards her ear then and breathes "You have no idea how badly I want you right now". Regina nods, brings his earlobe inside her mouth and adds "Then take me".
Robin doesn't lose any time. He lifts her up and takes her to bed. Regina wraps her legs around his waist as they keep sharing wet, heated and passionate kisses on the way. Her back meets the mattress and Robin's body presses on hers harder, cupping her breast with his palm. Regina's hands wander from his back to his chest. God, how much she loves his well-marked and defined torso. She leaves his mouth and focuses on kissing and nipping his neck and chest as much as she can. His length is pressed on her left tight and he is hard, deliciously hard. Her hands go down until she reaches his cock, wrapping her fingers around him. Robin sucks in a deep breath at the contact and drops his head on the crock of her neck. He is going crazy, she knows. Won't last long if she keeps doing that.
Regina uses the opportunity to breathe into his ears as her thumbs strokes over his tip "Robin, I need you. I need you inside me".
Robin grunts at that and reaches between them stopping her ministrations, lines up and pushes forward, sinking into her in one trust. Regina's lips part, her back arches, her fingers fist the blankets and she moans aloud. Robin's hands run down her tight until they reach her waist and then he starts to move, taking her mouth in his again.
He trusts deep into her and Regina shuts her eyes and bites her bottom lip in pleasure, feeling the heat spreading down her body. Robin changes his paces then, pounding against her clit as he moves his hips, making Regina cry out loud.
"I won't last long, come for me, love" He murmurs, scraping his teeth against her skin.
She is close again, Mmm… So close "Don't stop" She pleads. Her muscles are clenching around him, he can feel it already. And he doesn't stop, changing his position and hitting that spot inside her and she is lost. Moaning as her orgasm finally hits her, her head tilting back, her nails scratching his back.
He moves faster then, harder, trusting once, twice and groaning her name as he finds his own release, a harsh grunt against her ears when he comes undone inside her.
For a few minutes they just lie there, catching their breath, both spent. Then he turns and takes her mouth in a lazy kiss. When they part he murmurs "That was…" He tries, but fails in finding the right word.
"Mind blowing" she finishes for him, getting even closer.
"I'll never get enough of you" he chuckles.
They pull the covers over them, legs tangling as they cuddle together, both of them drawing lazy patterns on the other. They linger like that for a while, trading soft kisses and hands wandering over naked skin.
"I love you" He says against her hair, she smiles and answers "I love you too, very much". Their breaths are steady now and they drift into sleep almost immediately nestled in each other.
§ END: RATED M
It's at the wee hours when Regina feels a cold air flowing through her; she turns trying to reach the warmth of Robin's body to find his place empty in the bed. She turns again and sees that is just 4:15 in the morning, too early for him to be up already in the weekend. With a frown she asks quietly:
"Robin?"
"Hey, love! Sorry! Did I wake you?" He rushes out of the bathroom all dressed, confusing Regina even more.
"What are you doing up? Is everything alright?" The kids flash through her mind and concern begins to form.
"Yes… Don't worry! Will had too many and the bartender confiscated his keys. Just go back to sleep, ok?" Robin is quick to soothe her as he approaches the bed and gives her a peck on the forehead.
"Why doesn't he ask Anastasia to rescue him then? Why you have to be the one to leave your bed - and wife - and go to him?" Regina grumbles with a pout, clearly not happy.
"Because she is the very reason why he ended up in a bar alone on a Friday night, getting wasted. They had a fight. Will can't call her now, can he?" He answers her with a sleepy chuckle, than adds "I'll be back before you know it. And I promise I won't leave you in bed ever again, especially like this…" roaming her naked body and putting his hands on her hips.
Regina huffs and pushes his arms, throwing her head back in her pillow and turning, too mad to answer his flirtations.
"Sleep tight" Robin says, leaning over and pressing a kiss on her cheek, whispering "I love you" into her ears, before grabbing the car keys and heading out of the door.
§
It is still dark outside. The cold breeze reminding Robin that is far too early to be out of bed already. He turns up the volume of the radio trying to shake the sleep off of him. He is almost at the bar where he is supposed to pick up Will. He doesn't quite understand why Will still tries to make this relationship work; they clearly want different things right now, and always end up like this. He in a bar, too drunk to drive and one of his friends coming to his rescue, this time being Robin's turn.
The road is dimly lit and it seems that no one is on the streets anymore – or yet, depending on whom we are talking about. Everything is very quiet, as a dawn on a Saturday should be.
That is when a young man, apparently a very drunk one, barely able to keep himself upright decides to cross the street without paying any attention. He comes stumbling towards the car, making Robing hit his breaks sharply, trying to avert and avoid running over the boy, and stopping across the track – Bloody Hell.
Unfortunately, the driver who is coming behind Robin is not paying the same attention to the road, neither to the events that are unfolding in front of him. He hasn't seen, or processed yet; Robin's sudden motion and doesn't have time to slow down his own car.
It all happened very fast. Bright lights blinded Robin. A loud sound of a horn rapidly approaching his ears and a deafening noise of breaks somewhere. Before he can actually understand what is happening, he feels a strong tug and all the air leave his lungs. The windows start breaking everywhere around him. The car is moving again, and turning, and once more, and then it stops.
Desperation takes over him when he finally comprehends what is going on.
All sorts of emotions take place in his mind and heart. Regina. Henry. Roland. That is all he can think about in this moment. His family. His life.
His whole life passes like a movie in his mind. He can manage to hear people screaming and someone trying to talk to him, but it's all very distant and he feels something is wet on his head, something is dripping from it, it's red and it is staining his pants – Regina will be mad – It's blood. And just before he can register anything else, everything goes black.
