A little filler chapter before the last one. I think there will be an epilogue after the last chapter but I'm undecided yet.
Note the rating change.
Gentle fingers drew light circles over her clit, pulling soft sighs from her as her eyes fluttered closed. She was wet, almost embarrassingly so but with the way Robin had gasped when his fingers had first slipped over her and consequently groaned wantonly in her ear, she couldn't find the shame in it.
Her own hand was tucked inside the waistband of his boxers, slim fingers wrapped around his length as she stroked him gently. His lips were on her neck, suckling at the skin in a way that had her whimpering yet would leave no mark.
They were facing one another, lying beneath the thin sheets on their bed and revelling in the quiet of the early morning. Neither had slept yet, both still a little too keyed up from the news they'd received only a couple of hours before and in need of a little human contact.
What Regina didn't know, however, was that Robin was simply waiting her out.
She'd done nothing more than inform him of what Emma had told her and he hadn't pushed for any sort of reaction, she need time to process it all but she hadn't taken it yet. So he kept his touch light, the pace slow, the intention only love and he could feel it, her mask slowly cracking as he coaxed her further, her hand slowing its pace distractedly.
He lifted his face from her neck, dropping a lingering kiss beneath her ear before pulling back enough to look at her beautiful face. Her eyes were closed, brow gently furrowed as she fought for breath. She wasn't on the edge as it would appear, wasn't close to coming on his hand with an expression of complete ecstasy - instead she was fighting back the tears he knew she needed to let free.
Robin leaned forward enough to press his lips to her forehead and whispered "Just let go, my love," fully prepared when a pained sob escaped from her parted lips. He slipped his hand from between them, moving it instead to wrap around her waist as he pulled her the short distance across the bed until she was fully in his arms and could grasp and claw at him as she let it all loose.
She fit so perfectly in his arms, surrounded by the comfort and the safety of him as the reality of tonight hit home. "I'm free…" she gasped for breath, pressing tighter against him, "I'm free."
She wasn't asleep, he could feel the way her long lashes fluttered against his neck with every slow blink. Her crying had stopped some time ago but she'd yet to pull back from his embrace.
Their legs were tangled beneath the sheets, arms wrapped low around one another's waists and bodies pressed together intimately. She was warm against him and he was just shy of half hard still for her. "Are you okay, my love?"
She nodded against him, nuzzling closer for a long moment as she let out a deep sigh before she grew still and it was a stillness that had rubbing a soothing palm the length of her bare back.
"What is it, sweetheart?" he asked softly, dipping his head to press a kiss to her shoulder, "what can I do?"
She lifted a hand from his waist, pulling a shiver from him with those gentle fingertips trailing over his skin before she cupped the back of his head and turned to whisper a soft plea in his ear. "Make love to me."
His heart stuttered in his chest, lips parting softly in shock as he drew back enough to look at her, to see the vulnerability in her eyes. She wanted this, he could tell she did but still, he found himself asking "Are you sure?"
Those beautiful big eyes dropped to his lips as she began nodding slowly before she breathed "I've never been more certain about anything in my life, Robin." She slowly tilted her head as she she brushed her lips over his own and breathed "please?" against his mouth before she kissed him.
It was a lingering thing that had him pulling her impossibly closer to him by the small of her back as his brow furrowed with the emotions it evoked. She was finally ready to move on and he could feel it, the freedom within her. He rolled them slowly so that she was on her back, legs slightly parted for one of his knees as he hovered above her without breaking the kiss.
He used a palm pressed into the pillow beside his head for balance whilst the other trailed around from her back to her side, his thumb smoothing over bed-warmed skin.
Her soft hands rose to cup his face, keeping him close, as though he had any other intention than to stay like this with her forever, as she tilted her head for a better angle. Her knee bent only enough to press her foot flat against the mattress and rest her leg against Robin's hip, encouraging him to lay heavier atop her which he did, pulling a gentle whimper from her throat.
He opened her mouth skilfully with his tongue, slipping it between her lips to slide slowly against her own as that hand on her side trailed a lingering pass up and over her ribs before stilling just below her left breast. Regina nodded despite the question not having been asked and moaned softly when he cupped the tender mound, her nipple pebbling against his warm palm when he began kneading it gently.
His need was obvious, pressing against her as it was and though it seemed the slow and thorough build-up suited her, Robin found himself rather surprised when, quite suddenly, it was he who was on his back as Regina straddled him.
It took only a minute shift for him to realise that they were pressed together in the most intimate way. "Oh" he groaned. It took only a minute more before Regina's hands were moving to stroke down his chest, fingers giving way to hard muscle before she was moving back up and her hips began to roll over him languidly. "Regina…"
Her brow furrowed and her lips parted as she continued her slow movements, the softest sounds leaving her throat as she took what she needed from him. It wasn't long before she allowed herself to bend forward at the waist so that she could kiss him once more with hands holding his face and neck, breathing delicious whimpers into his mouth when she lifted her hips enough to allow him to guide himself into her tight, wet entrance.
Robin's next groan was strangled and almost enough to wake their children but Regina swallowed it, straining to keep her own quiet because it felt right, being joined together like this. It felt like coming home.
"Are you going to go?" Robin dropped a gentle kiss upon her bare shoulder, arms wrapped around her small waist, holding her close to him as they both watched the morning sun rise higher in the sky. The boys would no doubt be awake soon and their date would be officially over so for now they simply enjoyed the quiet together. Sated and spent as they were.
She breathed in a deep breath through her nose, holding it for a moment before letting it out as she replied "I should."
His brow furrowed gently at her answer. "Do you want to go?"
"No."
"Then don't," he whispered, dropping another kiss to her skin, "you have every right not to."
"Would you come with me?" she asked, lifting his arms enough to turn and face him, dark eyes troubled as they moved between his own. "If I choose to go, would you come with me?"
His lips curled with his soft smile as he leaned forward to press a kiss to the tip of her nose, grateful when it had her own curving gently. "Whatever you need, my darling."
She watched him for a long moment more with delicate fingers curled against his chest before she nodded and stole a soft and lingering kiss from his lips. He expected her to turn once more in his arms but instead she shifted closer and tucked her head into the crook of his neck as she slipped her arms around him and pressed palms against his bare back to keep him close to her.
Robin, in turn, wrapped his own arms around her, bending one to thread his fingers into her hair as he allowed his head to rest against the side of hers.
"I love you, Robin." She whispered after a long moment of quiet, "More than I ever thought possible."
He let out a breath of soft and happy laughter as he whispered in reply "And I love you, Regina, in a way I had only ever dreamed of before I met you."