I hope this chapter is worth the wait! Quickly reminder: it's their honeymoon so there's a lot of smut. You've been warned :)

Paris.

That was the place she realized they were going when she first had the chance to take a glance at their flight tickets in the airport.

When Snow told her to pack a bag for one week for her honeymoon, Regina knew they were going to travel and didn't know to where, but she knew that travel to anywhere outside of Storybrooke meant travel to a place without magic. At first she was scared, not for herself, but for the baby girl she carried inside her. Her daughter had magic, and she could feel that magic growing more and more powerful everyday. And she wondered if it wouldn't hurt her baby to take that magic away suddenly. So she went to talk with Gold, and he assured her that a time without magic would only be beneficial for her and her child. She frowned and asked what was the difference between taking out the magic in that way and taking out with the bracelet, since he said that it would be dangerous if she put on the bracelet. He explained that the bracelet wouldn't take the magic in a natural way, and by living the city it would. She believed in him and put these thoughts to rest. He was right, she realized, as she waited with Robin in line to go inside the airplane. She felt like a pressure had been taking out of her and it felt good.

"So…" she smirked, raising her head that was rested against his shoulder, her hands folded over his on her abdomen. She faced him, feeling him running his thumb up and down her back. "Paris?"

"Yes" he agreed coyly. "I did some research and I found out that Paris is the most romantic city in this world, and I'd like to visit it with you. Besides, I would like you to get to know more of this world we're in."

She smiled and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. She was always smiling when she was with him, it was amazing how loved and cared for he made her feel. She wasn't used to feel that for the most part of her life.

Moments later they went inside the airplane, finding their seats in the first class. Regina lifted one eyebrow to him and he shrugged.

"You deserve to feel comfortable and the money I get paid by working for David is more than enough to be able to get us this commodity. Besides, I know your feet are getting swollen and if you stay with them down it'll only get worse and it'll bring you pain. There," he said looking to the executive class. "You would have had to stay with your feet down the whole time. That won't happen here."

He lifted her feet and put them in the support the chair they were in provided. She sighed contently feeling the relief. They put the seat belt on and the plane took off. The flight attendants served food to them, and then the movies in the television started. Right in the beginning Regina couldn't stay with her eyes open anymore and her mind drifted into deep sleep. She wake up a few hours later to pee and then went back to sleep, just to wake up again hours later with another urge to pee. She tried to ignore and go back to sleep, but it was too strong to ignore.

"My daughter, must you press so hard against my bladder?" she mumbled quietly as she rubbed her belly.

She turned her neck and saw Robin's pacific expression as he slept. She smiled and lifted her hand to caress his hair. She kept caressing it until her body reminded her again that she had to pee and she gave up, getting up and walking to the bathroom. When she came back, she found him staring at her with his big blue orbs. He opened his arms and she willing accepted his embrace. She settled into his side as he wrapped one arm around her shoulder and she felt the warmth of his skin mingling with her own.

"Do you want to get back to sleep?" he asked with his mouth against her hair.

She looked on her wristwatch and she decided against it.

"We have only one more hour and a half here. And when we arrive, it'll be late there. If I go to sleep now, it'll be hard for me to sleep when we arrive there. Can we just watch a movie?"

"Absolutely." he took the earphone that was giving to them in the beginning of the travel and plugged it in the right place. He placed one earphone in her ear and another on his own ear and they started to watch the movie that was playing in the television right in front of them.

For the next few minutes, everything went fine. They watched the movie, trading lazy kisses once in awhile, but then the main couple of the movie started to get a bit… naughty. The man was balls deep inside the woman as his mouth played with her nipples. The woman locked her legs around the man's waist, and Regina could imagine that that move allowed the man to go deeper inside the woman. Regina bit her lip to prevent herself from moan out loud as she unconsciously brought her right hand to the middle of her legs. She opened the button of her jeans, the zipper and she let her hand slid under her panty. Seeing her touching herself like that, her lips half opened, Robin couldn't stay with his hands to himself.

Inside the plane was as black as night, he looked around and made sure everyone around them were sleeping. They were in the corner, next to the window, so he knew it wouldn't be easy for someone to catch them. If they keep it quiet, they were safe. He took her hands in his and took them off her underwear, and before she could ask what the hell was he doing his hand was in her middle, replacing hers. He had to contain himself from moan loudly when he found her bundle of nerves incredibly wet. He made firm circles on her clit as he leaned in and placed open mouthed kisses on her neck as she kept watching the couple in the television getting wilder each pass second. She was biting her lip so hard to keep all she was feeling inside she was surprised she hadn't felt the taste of blood yet.

She knew he didn't have magic but she could swear his hands were magical. The things he knew to do with his fingers, the way he curled them, how quickly he could put her over the edge… oh God. Her body tightened around his fingers as she came, breathing his name.

He looked at her, a shy smile on her face, her cheeks flushed; he could see the strong and fast rise and fall of her heart in her chest. He felt himself falling in love with her all over again. He stroked her cheek gently and leaned down, softly kissing her lips. When they parted their lips she buttoned her pants and she got herself positioned under his good warm arm and they finished to watch the movie together. All she could think was why I didn't know this kind of movie existed? Why haven't I watch this kind of movie before? Just as these thoughts appeared on her mind, she scolded herself for thinking like that but then she reminded herself that she was an adult, she was married and in love and she could and should enjoy healthy sex as much as she pleased.

The people around them started to wake up as the movie ended, and the flight attendants brought food and snacks for everyone. The pilot's voice appeared in the speaker saying that they were almost arriving and that everyone should put the seatbelts back on and he also warned the passengers that usually it doesn't snow in Paris, but that it was snowing, a little, at the moment and everyone should be prepared. Regina didn't know if she should be happy about it or not, but either way she decided to not let the snow ruin her mood. Certainly it wasn't going to snow in all the days they were there and while it was snowing there were plenty of things they could do indoors.

After the airplane stopped they passed by the fee, took their own stuff in that mountain of luggage in the spinner and they got out of the airport. They went inside a cab and Robin was relieved to see the driver spoke in english. Regina said the hotel's name they were going to stay and the driver drove them there. On the way, she noticed the light colors of the buildings and she saw the grand, wide boulevards that march in straight lines through the city, lined with bustling quirky cafés in the pavements. The city had small snowflakes all over it, and as far Regina was concerned, it just made the city look even more enchanting.

Robin excitedly pointed out to the triumphal arch afar and later he showed her the Eiffel tower nearby. The Eiffel Tower, an iron lattice tower of the nineteenth century, was a sight to behold. Especially at night, when the monument is adorned with its golden covering and sparkles, putting a dazzling show.

She turned her head and saw his eyes staring at her, his face illuminated by the tower's light, his sandy hair standing up and shining even more under the reflection of the famous tower. He was looking at her like he was hypnotized and captivated by her, assessing her, clearly liking of what he was seeing.

"You don't have any idea how beautiful you are, do you? You're not only beautiful by the way you look, but for the way you think, for that sparkle in your eyes when you talk about something you love, for your ability to make other people smile even if you're sad."

"Wait," she narrowed her eyes. "You're quoting something."

"Indeed I'm." he guilty admitted. "F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote that. I'm spending a lot of time with Belle, I had to learn something from the books." he smiled. "But just because it wasn't me who wrote that it doesn't make it any less true. When I read that for the first time it felt like it was me who wrote that to you."

She smiled sweetly and leaned in to kiss him. It was unbelievable how he made her fall in love with him, harder, every single day. When it was about showing his love for her, he had no bounds.

He tilted his head trying to deepen the kiss but soon the driver stopped them, saying they had arrived at their destination. The driver helped Robin put all their belongings in the cart the hotel provided to their customers and then he left after he got paid.

They made the check in, and when they said what their names were the receptionist gave a knowing smile, making Regina frown. But she thought it was best not to ask what was going on. The woman gave them the key of their room, said that they could take the elevator to get in the second floor, where their room was located.

They thanked the woman and went to the elevator, quickly finding their room. A big surprised waited for them inside. One comfy double bed in the center of the room, a black leather couch beside it, a mini fridge, a television and a small wood table with three chairs around it. There were lighted candles and petals of red roses spread everywhere.

She couldn't help but remember one of their nights together, a long time ago, when Henry was lost to her.

She closed the door of her bedchamber and locked it, just in case. She knew probably no one would search for her, but she didn't want to give anyone a chance to disturb the good and private moment she knew she was about to have. She turned around and saw Robin in front of her desk looking at the small picture she had attached in the counter of her mirror. Regina knew very well what picture it was. It was a picture of her and her father.

"You look so happy and so carefree." he murmured, hypnotized by the beautiful sight that it was young Regina. "Who's this man?"

Regina groaned, sensing the heart to heart talk that it was coming. But she was having none of it.

"It's my father."

She lifted her hand and with her magic, turned him in her direction and made him fall on top of the bed. She turned the lights off with a wave of her hands, and with another wave she lighted up three candles she had in her bedroom. She locked her eyes with his and slowly, with expert hands, started to unfasten her corset cover as she gave few steps in his direction. The object fell to the floor and she reached around to her back again to take off her gown. His breath hitched and she smirked, knowing the effect she had on him. When she got closer she let her clothes fall down to the floor. She straddled him wearing just her bra and underwear and kissed him hungrily, her hands immediately working its way down to get rid of his pants. His hands found her ponytail; he massaged the region and then squeezed it firmly, earning a soft moan from her. Her hands began to shake, hindering her task to unclothe him. She sighed, growing out of patience, and she decided to use her magic. In a blink of an eye his pants and his boxers were gone.That's way better,Regina thought biting her own bottom lip as she stared at his hard member.

"You cheated." his voice grew thick seeing the lust in her eyes.

"And who said I was going to play fair?" she lifted one eyebrow while a smile spread on her luscious lips.

If it was possible, he felt himself get even harder. He claimed her lips again, losing his hands in the middle of her hair as he felt her hands sliding through his chest and getting down and down. Until she got where she wanted. They stopped to kiss briefly, just enough for her to lean in.

"Don't forget, thief." she whispered in his ear. "This is only physical. Just a distraction." she closed her hands around his cock and ran her hands up and down. "If you start to get too attached, that will mean no sex." she let go of her hold on his prick to emphasize her words.

She knew he was starting to see her in another way, starting to see what they had as more than just sex. If she was honest with herself, she was starting to feel things for him too. Damned be Snow for making her agree to keep her heart inside her chest. But she couldn't let that happen. She had lost her precious little prince and a woman, a Wicked Witch who claimed to be her sister, was out there somewhere just waiting to strike, just waiting to hurt the ones she cared about, just because she was jealous of her. She couldn't allow herself to have weakness. Roland, that sweet dimpled boy, almost got hurt because of her. It terrified her thinking about what could happen to him if she wasn't around next time her sister decided to do something.

Robin swallowed hard and nodded. He was already in too deep and that was no secret to him, but he wanted to keep the truth for himself for now.

Regina blushed as she looked to her husband and they went inside the room, finding their stuff already there. The brunette saw a note upon the table and she walked over there to read it.

The person who booked this room for you both mentioned it was your wedding night, so we decided to do something special and remarkable. I hope you like it. Enjoy ;)

With love,

TeamLe Royal Hôtel.

"Who booked this room for us?" Regina asked curious, turning to face Robin.

"Snow." He answered smiling happy with the surprised as well, taking their baggage out of their way and putting it in the corner.

My once arch enemy step-daughter deserves an incredible christmas gift then, she thought. His look changed and she knew that look very well. It was a "I want to put you against a wall and fuck you hard till you won't be able to walk" look.

She felt her heart pounding faster and faster in her chest as each step he took in her direction. His hands caressed her cheeks, barely touching it, like she was made of porcelain. He went down, using his thumb to slowly slide through her neck and she felt goose bumps moving up and down her spine.

She wasn't virgin and that clearly wasn't their first time as she was pregnant with his child. But the lighting of the room, the excitement she was feeling, and the way her skin burned and made her shiver when he touched her… it felt like it was their first time. If it was any consolation, he looked as nervous as she was.

Their eyes locked and then her gaze moved to his mouth, unable to deny the desire growing inside her. She ran her tongue over her lips, and he moved forward to lick that said lip himself. He took his time, slowly tracing the shape of her lips with his tongue, noticing her breathing gets heavier. She placed her arms around his neck and brought him closer, sucking at his bottom lip.

He started to undress her as much as he could without breaking the kiss. His hands got under the material of her coat and pulled it down, letting it fall to the ground. His hands moved to her jeans and he blinded unbuttoned and unzipped it. With a shake of her hips her jeans hit the ground beneath them and he walked them towards the bed softly, feet after feet. He sat her on the bed and took off her shirt, and she took the opportunity to take his shirt off as well. His mouth soon was on hers again as he laid her on the bed, him on top of her, carefully using his elbow to support his weight. He placed one pillow behind her head and another behind her back to make her more comfortable.

He cupped her breasts, played with her nipples and he felt her hands going down to take off his pants. He shivered when her hands got in touch with his skin after she threw his pants away. She placed one of her hands between their bodies and she began to tease his member under the fabric of his boxer. He shivered and it didn't take long for her to feel his cock grow. He intensified his movements on her nipples until they were as hard as stone.

Her breasts were his perdition and his downfall. And the best thing? It was also her most sensitive spot and he knew very much how it drove her insane when he played with it.

"What I'm going to do with these two lovely rounded things?" he wondered as he lightly squeezed it.

"You could very well but them in your mouth. Now." she demanded.

He smirked and looked at her. He was wrong earlier. She wasn't beautiful, she was more than that. She was gorgeous, breathtaking, like a master piece. How she curled her lip when she was concentrate enough, her hair gleaming against the darkness of the window… she was stunning. All her curves and all her edges, every trait of her personality, everything that made her who she was. She was perfectly imperfect and she was his.

She looked back at him, raising one eyebrow, and he knew exactly what she was thinking. If he could read her mind, he was sure he would read "Why are you staring at me instead of moving?" so he did what he was told. His hands went behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it show the secret hiding underneath it. He lowered his head and licked the skin under her breasts, just at the line where they started then he softly pressed her breasts together, liking the valley between it. Enjoying and getting encouraged by the noises she was making, he made circles with his tongue over one nipple, while stroking the other with his hands. He took one nipple between his thumb and index finger and pinched it gently as he kissed the skin around it.

He switched to the other breast, lavishing it with the same attention and she let out a breathy sigh. His lips closed tightly around it, she gasped and clutched his head to her breast. Her back arched and she pushed her breast deeper into his mouth. She threaded her fingers through the soft, silky strands of his hair, savoring the wonderful texture.

With one last kiss he left her taut nipples and went down, kissing her swollen belly, her hip and the skin just above her sex. His thumb made circles on her clit over her lace covered slit, making her quiver and he pulled out the lace she was wearing. She felt his warm breath against her inner thigh, and he finally kissed where she was craving for.

He licked her and teased her before finally opening his mouth and suckling her. She closed her eyes and gave in to the hot waves of pleasure that coursed through her body. He ran his tongue along her folds, gently circling her clit once, twice, and then he slid in down her opening. He pushed his tongue in and out of her and he heard her whimper. He pushed her knees further apart and used his arms to keep her in place. He licked along her labia in long slow strokes, causing her to moan and her body to twitch every time he crossed her clit. He wetted his fingers and then pushed one inside her, and later he added another finger. He kept them going in and out of her, and when his tongue made contact with her clit, while making his movements with his fingers, she came.

He smiled and took a few strands of hair out of her face, and kissed her. She brought her hands to his face, and when she fully recovered and her breath came back to normal, she got on top of him. She kissed his jaw, his flat smooth abs and all the way down. She gripped his groin, squeezed his balls and then she brought his cock in alignment with the soft, wet heat of her pussy, letting it drop into the well. He hissed feeling her snug, wet walls clamp down on his prodding cock.

He wrapped his arms around her back and helped her to set the pace as she slowly began to rock against him. He took advantage of this position to ravish her body as they were thrusting in each other. He lifted his body to lick her breasts, and then he moved to her neck. He planted kisses there, sucking right on her pulse point and he felt her quiver. She loved that intense feeling of pleasure, of fullness she always felt when he was inside her. She clung to his shoulder, letting her nails dig into his back. After a few more thrusts, he felt her legs tighten around him, indicating that she was close.

Her gasp turned into a throaty scream when one of his hands went to graze her clit. His touch triggered a cascade of sensation, making her reach her peak. And seeing her throwing her head back and her eyes closed, made Robin spill his seed inside her. She collapsed next to him in bed, with a silly smile on her face and breathing heavily. He kissed her forehead and covered her body with a sheet. He got up to blow out the candles, and came back to bed to cuddle with his wife. She fell asleep with him caressing her belly and whispering sweet things to her and the baby.

In the next day they walked around Paris. During the day they bought a prepaid SIM card to be able to talk to Snow and the kids while they were away, and Regina texted them the number. And Regina found the perfect gift to Roland. She bought a mini bow and arrow, ideal for his size. They went to the Louvre Museum, Palais Garnier, Cathedral of Notre Dame and the Eiffel Tower. The last one was the last place they visit that day, because Regina insisted she wanted to see the Tower illuminated again, and Robin couldn't really blame her. It was an amazing sight. They had just finish taking pictures and they were about to head off to the hotel when they saw a couple making out in the middle of the street.

It was nothing too heavy they were just kissing, and yes, maybe there were some hands wandering around, and by the look Robin saw on Regina, it definitely turned her on. Oh, he couldn't wait to go to the hotel. He found cabin to take they back to the hotel, and when they were at the elevator of the hotel, she attacked him. She pressed him against the walls and kissed him fervently and he kissed her back with the same intensity. The elevator beeped, showing them they were at their floor.

That night, Robin was the one on top. She inhaled sharply as he placed a soft kiss on the top swells ofher perfect ivory breasts, and when he was inside her giving her short, steady thrusts, his thick cock tugging on her wet walls she gripped his backside, making him go deeper inside her. He leaned down, pressing love bites on her neck and he nipped her breasts, making her writhe under him.

Soon enough they both succumbed to a delicious orgasm and they cuddled, like they always loved to do. His hand was rested against her swollen belly, rubbing it, and she could feel his breathing on her neck.

"Robin," she said turning to face him. "Have you thought for name for the baby? I keep thinking about it but I can't find one good enough."

"Well, when I was a kid, I was quite attached to my mother, and when she died, I wasn't there with her. I couldn't say goodbye. Her name was Grace. I'd like to give her name to our child, if you're ok with it."

"Grace…" Regina said, testing how the name felt in her mouth. "I love it." she said agreed smiling.

His eyes shined, showing how much that meant for him. He scoured her with his eyes and then he leaned in, kissing her lips and they heard her phone ringing. Regina got up, put a robe and went to answer it. Knowing who it was, she gave it to Robin.

"Hi son."

She saw Robin's face light up while talking to his son and she admired the good and caring father he was. She went to the take something for them to drink and he went after her, sitting on the couch. She put some coke in a glass and gave it to him, and she grabbed some water for herself to drink. She sat beside Robin and he and Roland talked for a while and then he turned in her direction.

"He wants to talk to you." he gave the phone to her.

She took the phone and put it on the loudspeaker.

"Hi Roland!"

He started to talk on and on about his days and what he has been doing and Regina smiled. She was away from him from only two days, but she already missed him a lot. She missed his sweet laughter, his curiosity about everything in the world, his juvenile excitement. She listened to him carefully, commenting on the right times and then he asked her what she has been up to. Regina told him all about Paris and all about the places they've been visiting.

"I bought something for you!" she said.

"Really? What it is?" he asked interested.

"It's a surprise. You'll see when we're back and I give it to you."

"When you'll be back?"

"Next week."

"Why it has to be so long? Why a couple has to travel after they get married? Uncle Will said it's to make babies, but you're already with a child! My sister!"

Regina gasped with the water she was taking and Robin did spill the coke he was drinking on the couch.

"I'm going to bloody kill Will." Robin muttered between his teethes.

He got up to grab a napkin to clean the mess he made with the liquid and Regina cleared her throat, attempting to answer the boy.

"Well, the travel the couples make after they get married it's not to make babies. It's so the couple can spend some time alone, to get to know each other better."

Robin, that was back and cleaning, laughed, thankfully not too loud. Regina glared at him and hit her hand on his shoulder playfully.

"I know." she heard Roland sigh. "I just… I miss you and daddy."

That broke her heart and made her want to run back to Storybrooke as soon as she could.

"Oh sweetheart," she said trying to ignore the knot down her throat. "We miss you too. We won't be away for too long, next week we'll be home and we'll hug you so very much you'll get tired of us."

He giggled and she had missed that sound terribly. There was something so pure and so unique about a children's laugh that was addicted to her.

"Roland," she heard Snow say. "Please say goodbye to her and give me the phone."

The little boy said goodbye to Regina and his father, and then Snow took the phone.

"I'm sorry for cutting the call," Snow apologized. "But if I let him talk, he would keep talking to you two all day long, and this is an international call. It's expensive."

"I understand." Regina said. "So, how the boys are?"

"They're fine. Roland was sad in the first day, he didn't want to eat, but Henry cheered him up. He showed his video game and his comic books to Roland and after that the younger boy was happier."

The thought of Henry sharing his stuff with Roland, playing together, warmed her heart. They got along perfectly well and they truly acted like brothers. Regina and Robin talked a little more with Snow and then they said goodbye and ended the call.

They went back to bed, and all Regina could think was "This must be the best honeymoon ever.".

I know I'm a horrible person. I promised I would post this chapter months ago... but I couldn't find inspiration. There'll be 1 more chapter of this story, and then it'll be over. I'm not going to say when I'll post it, because I clearly can't keep my schedule lol. What I can promise you is that I'll really try to post as soon as I can. Please leave a review or talk to me on twitter! I'm inlovewithlanap there! ❤