I know it's been long time, but this is my last semester at university, and I have to study hard, I had exams this week but now I can focus on this story, I'm back!
The chapter is M rated, please skip it if it doesn't suit you.
Happy reading!
It was the morning of the couple's last day alone, sitting in the big armchair of queen. As the sun illuminated the great room, Robin drew Regina more to himself. The woman immediately wrapped her arms around him while holding his hand at the same time.
"It was the best ten days of my life." He said, stroking the queen's hair that was spread across his chest. He was learning something new about her every day. It was also among the new information that her personality, which was a lion when he played with her hair, turned into a small cat.
The brunette woman lifted her head slightly and met her eyes with the prince's, a mind-blowing smile spreading across her face. "I would love to be able to stop time."
"I don't think it will be necessary, honey. It will be all right very soon."
She nodded slowly and returned to her original position. Her belief that everything would be okay was not as firm as his, but she needed to believe more than ever.
She had never felt so at peace before. In Robin's arms, she was much stronger, as if there was no trace of evil… And if she had to believe to keep that feeling, yes she would.
But sometimes just believing is not enough, destiny weaves its own webs. Their beautiful moments were disrupted by the act of Regina's spell to protect them, as a vision of Leopold ascending the stairs flashed in her mind.
She got up from the chair. "Robin! Leopold is coming!"
"What? But wouldn't they be back tomorrow?" He stood up and joined in her panic.
"I don't know." She looked around, looking for a place to hide him. "I can't send you to your room, someone might have entered!"
She dragged him towards her wardrobe, where her husband wouldn't interfere. "You're kidding?" Robin said. "I can't hide there."
"Robin, come in, please!" Desperately she pushed him inside. "We don't have time."
He pushed away the queen's countless clothes, trying to make room for himself. "The magic has never worked this late, is there a problem?"
"There is no problem. It's because you were preoccupying me too much." She was grumpy because he had learned what had made him docile.
The man laughed as she rolled her eyes, and quickly closed the door. Knowing that she didn't even have time to walk, she beamed herself into her seat with a book in her hand. The page and the door opened at the same time.
Regina took a deep breath and tried to calm her beating heart, slowly turning her head and pretending to be surprised. Robin held his breath. He didn't even want to think about what would happen if the king found him there.
The woman got up from the sofa and placed the book on the table. "Leopold? I expected you tomorrow."
The old man smiled as he walked towards his wife. "Henry and I missed you so much, we couldn't wait any longer. Aren't you glad?
Regina suddenly found herself in Leopold's arms. She frowned at the pressure she felt on her lips as she glanced over to her closet. Although this feeling of disgust had only been gone for ten days, she had obviously gotten used to it very quickly.
Her heart was beating faster than before now. She needed to react immediately, but she was so preoccupied with the thought of Robin watching them that she just couldn't do it. Making the man she loved watch this was like going through hell. She'd probably be pissed off if they were the other way around, she wouldn't have been able to handle the situation as well as he did.
Knowing that she'd risk everything if she just stood there for a while, she finally parted her lips reluctantly, and she replied.
Fortunately, Leopold broke up seconds later. He whispered as he took a deep breath. "I miss you a lot."
She smiled as she tried to suppress the rising hatred in her chest. "Me too." She said. Of course, she didn't mention that she wished he'd never come back from that trip.
The king ran his fingers along the open back of her dress, put his free hand right on her breast and grasped it with his palm, but did not move it.
She couldn't help thinking about how her small breasts didn't fit her husband's rough hands. However, it fit Robin's hands perfectly. It was as if their bodies were made for each other, just like their souls.
As Leopold leaves countless kisses on her neck, her mind, filled with thoughts of the man she loved, made her groan. But the man thought it was for himself.
Seeing even this false awareness too much to him, the queen calmed her thoughts and focused on finding a way out.
The one who was stuck in the closet clenched his fists, and if this scene continued any longer, he would jump on the king. He clenched his teeth together so much that he soon realized that his jaw was twitching. He knew Regina would find a way to stop him, but he prayed that it would happen soon.
Until that moment, he had thought the only way to calm himself was the scent filling his lungs. The scent of apples and vanilla emanating from the clothes made him head spin, helping him realize that what he was watching was not real.
"Henry…" She spoke with difficulty, holding on to the first excuse she could find. Again, Leopold thought it was desire that took her breath away, but it was actually terrible panic. Her heart shattered at the thought of what Robin had seen.
"I want to see Henry. We can continue this later."
He had to accept what she wanted, knowing that no objections could deter her when it came to their son.
"Okay." He said with difficulty and laughed. "I can wait rather than rush it. Go and see our little boy."
He earned a small chuckle from Regina. The shape of her face the moment the Queen turned her back broke Robin's heart even more. It drove him crazy to think of what the woman he loved had endured. While they were both thankful that the torment was finally over, Leopold reached forward and pulled his wife back to him, pressing harder this time. She couldn't stop the tremor that spread to all her cells with the pressure she felt under her stomach.
"You put me in a very difficult situation." He whispered and placed another kiss on her lips. Then the queen ran out of the room.
Leaning against the door, she took a few deep breaths. When she thought of her lover in the room, she directed her steps to his room, checked her surroundings and opened the door. When she saw that no one was inside, she pulled Robin out of her closet with a swipe of her wrist as she rushed out again and headed for her son's room.
The man stuck between the fluffy clothes was pressing his fingers to his temples, trying to erase what he saw from his mind. A few seconds after the king's steps had taken off, he realized that he had entered the bathroom. Just before Regina's magic engulfed him, his blood drained from his veins at the sound of the king's moaning the name of the woman he had fallen in love with.
Despite the comfort of reaching his room, he was dizzy and his vision blurred. His lungs were constricting as if he were breathing poison, his veins felt as if they were going to burst with anger. He went crazy thinking about how to forget what he saw and heard. He had never wanted to kill anyone like this before.
Hearing the sound of someone entering the room, Henry turned to the door, and seeing the smile that always gave him confidence and happiness through the doorway, he ran and jumped into the arms that were opened for him.
"Mom!" He was hugged so tightly that the queen lost her balance.
"I am sorry." Henry said, chuckling. "I just miss you so much."
His mother laughed too. "I have missed you so much too, baby." She sniffed her son's hair for a long time. Then she bent down to his height. "How are you, how was the trip?"
"I'm fine, I had a lot of fun. I wish you were there too."
"I want to listen to everything." She said as they walked to the chair together. "I'm sure I'll feel like I'm there."
She let out a sigh of relief when she found him shooting arrows by the lake where she had guessed. She could feel his rage boiling even from meters away, and she blamed herself for it. Comforting him, calming his heart suddenly became what she wanted most in the world. She didn't waste time even walking, teleporting herself right behind him.
"I knew I'd find you here." She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her face against his back.
The archer lowered his bow but said nothing, did not turn to her.
"Please, don't do that, Robin. I can't stand the fact that you're unhappy because of him." She slid her hands from his stomach to his chest, running them over his muscles.
"It wasn't just because of him."
She lifted her head from his back. Without pulling her arms, she turned his around and stepped in front of him. The man still did not meet his eyes with hers.
"Can't you look at me? Do you hate me that much?"
Robin then turned his blue eyes to Regina's dark orbs. He was angry and hurt at her, but hating her was the furthest thing from his feelings. He didn't want her to believe in such a possibility as they were just getting over their trust issues. "I would never hate you."
The Queen had never seen the oceans she was in love with so sad, and it was devastating to her to have caused it. "I am sorry." She whispered, putting one hand to his face. "I did my best to cut it short."
"Did you really moan at him?" Robin asked with great disappointment.
Involuntarily, her lips curved into a smile. "Are you jealous? Are you really jealous of him?"
"Of course, Regina, that's the ridiculous question!" He said angrily. "He touches you whenever he wants, he doesn't even care if you want it or not. On the other hand I..."
"You?"
"Even when I look at you I feel like you are the most delicate, special thing in the world."
"Oh, Robin." She closed the gap between them again and hugged him. If she had overcome her fears, she could have cried out that she loved him very much at that moment.
He immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. He whispered when he felt her hair damp. "You took a bath again? You already did it in the morning."
Regina smiled at the realization. She turned her head over his shoulder and turned to Robin's ear. She spoke in her most seductive voice. "I just love having only your marks on my body."
As the prince pressed his lips to her forehead and stepped back, she said the words that could take away all the worries in his heart. "I was thinking about you. It was unintentional."
He'd been there all day taking his rage out of his arrows, letting a false possibility eat him. His queen was his only, just as he belonged to her. "What were you thinking?" He asked flirtatious.
Regina took one of Robin's hands and placed it on her hips. She placed the other right on her breast, pressing his fingers against her and letting him gently squeeze without taking her hand off him. She explained when he smiled. "Your hands…" She said. "How they give me my wishes..."
"And what does my queen want?"
"Forgive me."
He removed his hands from her body and placed them on her face, threw back her hair that had fallen over her shoulders. "It's not your fault. I'm just trying to forget, but it's not so easy."
Her eyes showed a desperate desire to ease his pain. "I can help you forget."
"I don't want magic."
"I didn't say I was going to use magic." A comfortable and soft blanket appeared on the ground as the queen sent a cloud of purple smoke to right behind them. "At least on you." She winked.
As if he had known her for centuries, he immediately understood her intention, and the desire took over him too. "You want to do it here? I thought a queen was more elegant than that."
She pursed her lips. "If you do not want?" She raised her hand, ready to remove the blanket.
Taking her fingers in his palm, the man shouted in panic. "No no."
"I thought so, too." She whispered in his ear in a deep voice. She cast a protection spell around them and hid them from third eyes, even though they were in a secret area. "Let's call it compensation for hiding you in the closet."
"It was pure torture... Everything smelled like you, but you weren't there." He slid his hands to her waist and connected their foreheads. Her unique scent filled his lungs.
"And now I'm here, you're in control." Her fingers traced a slow path down his arms and stopped on his shoulders, pushing down the cloak that was covering his body. "Whatever you want."
He knew Regina well enough to know that she would never surrender control of herself to anyone else in any place or time. If she was ready for that moment, it meant they had gone one step further. She trusted him more than anyone else.
He grabbed the queen's hands, which were still on his shoulders, and lowered them to either side of her body. "It's my turn to torture then, Your Majesty."
She tilted her head to the side and gave a defiant glance while holding her arms the way he had left her. "Oh, what will you do to me, Prince of Thieves?"
Refusing to give an answer in words, he went into action. He reached over her back and pulled the zipper of her dress down. He was untying the cords of the corset around her waist as the thin fabric slumped at her feet.
He grabbed the woman by the waist, who was wearing nothing but her olive skin and the little black lace between her legs. Regina wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, but she still couldn't hold their bodies together for long, as Robin gently laid her on the floor and backed down to the edge of the covers.
Just as words of disappointment spilled from her lips, the man said, "Tie your hands."
She got up on her elbows and looked at the man in surprise. "What, how?"
Without touching her, he passed over her body, grabbed her hands, and stretched her arms back. "Like this."
Regina laughed. "So you've decided to be a worthy lover for the Evil Queen? Mm I like it." She bit the corner of her lip as she blinked. Just after her middle finger and thumb bumped into each other, a pole appeared right behind her head, and a black cloth appeared in his hand.
"Can you tie?" She asked again in a deep, choking voice. Even though Robin was in control, she couldn't give up her habit, and she was doing what she had to do. Transforming into a queen of seduction whenever she wanted was perhaps her favorite feature.
The blond man clasped her hands, being careful not to hurt her. He could not help himself from admiring the magnificent view in front of him. Although the situation seemed to be the opposite at that moment, he would not even have thought that he might be the prisoner of the woman who had deceived him weeks ago.
She reproached to the man, who was fully clothed despite her own nakedness. "Aren't you going to take off your clothes?"
"No." Robin said with a sly grin. That was part of the plan.
"Hey, that's unfair. I want to see you." She was disgruntled.
"We are acting according to my wishes, not yours, do I remember wrongly? Then where is the torture of that, Your Majesty?"
She rolled her eyes and accepted. "Fine." The last thing she wanted was for him to be branded her a spoilsman.
Robin, on the other hand, was happy that he had already challenged her and was on the right track. It was time to lay down the rules. "I tied your hands because you won't touch yourself, you won't touch me."
"If the last weeks are not my imagination, I have someone who makes me not need to touch myself."
"If you're crazy, then I'm right behind you, but I can assure you that we're perfectly sane. It's just that that man is going to play a little differently today." He stopped his little game for a second and put his hand on her face. "If anything happens to make you feel uncomfortable, please, tell me, my love, will you? Are you comfortable like this, your wrists don't hurt, right?"
In God's name, how does she love this man! It's like they're the only ones in the world, as if love belongs to them alone. If the heart had a limit of emotion, the love part of hers would already be overflowing. "If you want to continue this game, I suggest you stop saying things that can make me cry like a baby. You never make me feel uncomfortable, I trust you with all my heart, Robin."
He placed a loving kiss on her lips and returned to his place. "No moving."
"Okay, all right, start now!"
Robin knew Regina's impatience, and would definitely use it.
He leaned over her without weight, and the brunette woman took a deep breath when the contact she had been waiting for finally came. He swept his tongue over her lips, sucking, and slid down her chin to her neck. He kissed her adoringly, without touching her familiar sensitive spot. Finally, he rubbed his lips more lightly on that spot. He smiled happily as he felt the woman beneath her tremble. Regina would wrap her arms around him to increase the pressure, if only her hands were not tied. She reflexively moved her hands, but the ties were tight, a quick reminder of her captivity.
He rose to her ear, slid his lips over her earlobe, and whispered. "You're so beautiful, I can't get enough of kissing you."
A low groan escaped Regina's red lips as Robin slid from her neck to her breasts. He left small bites on the peaks.
"Robin... Touch." The Queen desperately ordered.
"Your orders are not sealed today, Your Majesty."
After descending on her stomach and dominating there, he headed back up and finally gave his lover what she wanted, pressing his teeth and lips to the spot on her neck.
"Maybe I'm not crazy yet, but I realize that's what you want." Her dark eyes burned with desire as she whispered, "And I can say you succeeded."
"I know, baby." He brushed her hair back from her forehead and gave her a gentle kiss. He didn't miss his victory smile on his face.
If he didn't speed up a little more, there wouldn't be a game to go on because Regina, who was getting impatient, would burn him. At this thought, he focused on the woman again so as not to laugh. He massaged her breasts as he continued his work on her neck. He lowered his tongue to the queen's already erect nipple and bit it. When he felt that she was already wet, he knew it was time to head down. He pulled the black lace piece from her legs and threw it over her clothes. He took one last look at her before burying his head between her legs. "You will not come without my permission."
She was going to protest, but when she felt his mouth between her wet folds, a surge of electricity went through her body and she completely forgot what to say. Her tense body cried out the joy of getting what she wanted as her waist curled up and cut off contact with the ground. "My God!"
He lifted his head and licked his lips. "It's just me, darling."
She threw her head back, and chuckled.
Returning to his former position, he put one hand on his lover's waist and spread her legs with the other.
Regina pulled her hand once more, but it didn't help. "Fuck!" She felt her heart beating like it was going to explode, and all the goddamn man wanted was for her to be helpless.
He ignored her and continued to caress her with her tongue, but he had to lift his head to stop her impending orgasm when he felt it tighten. "Not yet, Milady."
She groaned with the strain of being halfway. All her cells were trembling with desire, but she couldn't even move. She almost wanted to put an end to this game, but she couldn't get over her pride. How could the resilient Evil Queen of the Enchanted Forest be so vulnerable and needy to a man? Why and how didn't matter when that man bent down and placed a heavenly kiss on her lips. Love did this to even the strongest person, and she was very happy about it.
"It was delicious." His finger pressed against the nerve bundle as he whispered against her lips, gaining a deep sigh from her. He focused his full attention on the little button and rubbed it, unexpectedly pushing one of his fingers in, pumping it several times.
The woman, who managed to fill her lungs with one breath, whispered. "More, please."
Robin complied and added another finger, but that wasn't enough for the woman, who was now completely at her limit, and she moved her hips towards him.
"I told you not to move." He stopped the movement of his fingers against disobedience.
Regina snarled through her teeth. "I will burn you!"
"You can't use what you always do as a threat anyway, I know you're more creative than that." Returning to his motion, he thrust his third finger in.
"Oh god!" This time she pulled her hands so hard that the pole wobbled from her power.
"Just look at me." He pulled his fingers away from her, and pushed again with great speed, but refused to let her come.
"What are you-trying to do?" She asked breathlessly. She would take revenge, even if it was the last thing she did.
"I love watching you." He wouldn't be able to keep the strain on his pants in any longer, either. Leaning over the queen, he placed kisses on her forehead, nose, lips, and from there on her neck.
"Robin, please, I need you." She understood the first rule now. She had resisted the urge to touch Robin up to a point, but her own urge was starting to become unbearable, and she couldn't squirm there any longer, waiting for him to come to her mercy. She pulled her hands away as she released her magic, and the black bond snapped. Ignoring the throbbing in her wrists, she curled her fingers, leaving the man bare on her.
She bit her lip as she turned her dark eyes to the sudden warmth she felt in her stomach. "When you tortured me, you did it to yourself too…" He knew that once she got the prince's length in her hands, it would make him pay.
She moved her hand deadly slowly from base to tip, running her thumb over the tip, and kept repeating the same movement as she rubbed her long nails against the skin.
"Regina..."
"Yes, darling?"
"I need you." He hid his blue orbs from her.
"Luckily I'm not as ruthless as you... For today." She led him to her entrance, and the prince entered with one move. Moments later, they both took a deep breath. Regina wrapped her legs around Robin's waist, allowing him to dig deeper. She slid one of her hands onto his back, increasing the pressure, while with the other she pulled the man to her lips.
The blond man groaned between her lips as her walls contracted around him. "You feel so good... Oh, Regina!" His death would certainly be at the hands of this woman.
It didn't take long for both to come. They ended by shouting each other's names. After kissing her forehead, he fell over the covers. They just lay down until their breathing evened out.
"You're going to destroy me, aren't you?"
Regina turned her head to him. "There's always a punishment for dragging a queen to death."
He laughed. "You should have known how I felt. You always make me feel that way."
She used her last remaining energy to turn her body completely on its side. "I've never treated you like that, thief."
"You don't need to do anything special, Milady, you're killing me just by being yourself."
She rested her head on his chest and placed her hand on him. "I guarantee that I want you alive." Robin wrapped his arm around the young woman's slender waist, increasing the contact. "But I like that you're in control."
A few seconds after laughing at her confession, he whispered. "Regina..."
"Hmm…" The Queen muttered without opening her closed eyes.
"I love you more than anything."
She pressed her lips to her chest, but she could not turn her feelings, which she could not even put into words, into sound and respond. Again...
I hope you like. We're getting close to the end now, and I'm giving you a hint that in the next chapter there will be very important thing... (shhh)
See you soon.