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It had now been a few days since Robin had begun his journey of being President of the United States, and the family had begun to settle in quite well. Henry and Roland had gone to their new schools and Regina had started her duties as First Lady.
The first day of sending the boys to school though had been strange. Both Regina and Robin had watched at the doors as Roland cried, not wanting to leave his parents, and Henry didn't like the fact he had to go to school surrounded by security. They had gotten into black cars with darkened windows. The security of the white house assorting them to their schools that had high security to the point it was difficult to get out of the place let alone in. And only when the boys were driving off in their cars, to which Regina wasn't happy a young six-year-old could not be with his brother when he was scared enough as it was, did Regina allow the tears that she had pushed away in fear of her boys seeing and making the situation worse, release.
Robin had pulled her close to him as the boys drove off to their schools, her cries dampening the shirt he was wearing, but Robin didn't care, he wanted to be there for her and he had to admit it was quite difficult for him to watch as well. He never wanted to see his two boys having to go to school like that, but it was one of the disadvantages of being President, and after all, it was for their safety, and that came first. While he was President they had the most security anybody could have, and even if that meant his son's going to school like that, at least he knew that his wife and children were safe.
After school, the boys had returned home and told Regina and Robin when he arrived after his day at work about all the cool things they had done. For Roland, it was easier because the kids were not interested in politics, and thus, they had no idea that he was the son of the President. To them, he was just the cool new kid who everybody had gotten along with. For Henry, however, the kids knew the situation that Robin was not his real father and that he was the President. It caused mixed reactions from students, some who thought Robin wasn't going to be a good President disliked Henry, and then there were the fakes who just wanted to know him because of his father being the President. But there were a few truthful ones who didn't care if they were against Robin's Presidency or were for it, they were friends with him because of him not because of his status.
Roland had spent his first day getting to know the other student's and finding out what his level of his Literacy and Mathematics were. He was quite good at both so the teacher had given him some homework of adding and subtracting, and a book to read aloud to one of his parents so they could listen to him read and then write a note in his reading journal about how good he was, and how he was progressing. Regina had happily agreed to sit with Roland for a half hour in the evening going through the book with him, helping him pronunciation words he found difficult and helping him understand different words and phrases that he did not know.
Henry had been put into his groups when he had done a few tests to help find out what levels to put him in before he joined. He had seven lessons including English that day and had been given a load of homework to do. Luckily, he had been given an extra week than the rest of the students in his classes to complete it since he started school later than them. For another one of his subjects, he had been given a project to do, and then a few days later he got another one, one that the whole class got on the same day as well. The project he had been given at the same time as the rest of the students was a subject that he had already had since starting, and was already literally growling at it.
American Government.
He hated it. Especially when one of the students shouted 'but it's not fair, he has an advantage to the rest of us, he can just go to his father or mother' and then the teacher had replied 'well you should be nice to him and then maybe he will allow you to go to the White House to get some first-hand information' of course then the rest of the class had been nice to him. However, Henry was a smart kid and wasn't falling for it, instead, he agreed to take the ones who really were his friends to the White House.
It was not a big group, just him and five others, and he had asked Regina if she would be able to give them a tour and help them with the homework, which she had happily agreed to do. So, one afternoon after school, Mary Margret had Roland over her house as to not cause distraction when they were in the family area gathering work, they had asked the teacher if they could make it into a group project as they would all have the same information anyway, and he had agreed. So, now they were all teamed up ready to make it the best project possible, and the best thing about being a part of the White House was that they pretty much had a nonstop supply to anything they needed, all they had to do was ask for something and in the blink of an eye somebody was out getting it for them.
They had gotten huge folders, cue cards for when presenting their work, pens, poster paper and they had an endless number of computers in which they could use to make PowerPoints and get information, and they didn't have to spend endless amounts of time on the internet trying to find information, because when Robin was free he went to the Green Room where Regina had situated the group to do the work.
And if you did not realise, the girls had completely fangirled over meeting the First Lady, you could defiantly tell what they were like when they met the President.
Robin walked into the room as eyes turned toward him, there were four boys and two girls, four if you included Regina and somebody who worked in the House who was helping. The two girls ran over to Robin shouting 'oh my goodness, oh my goodness' as they stood in front of him, not knowing if they should be polite or just start going absolutely crazy about meeting him. The boys including Henry just rolled their eyes, they never understood girls when it came to their mad craze over people, although sometimes boys were just as bad.
"Hello, President Locksley," said one female who had light blonde hair and blue eyes. As she smiled sweetly at the man, and you would not guess how adorable she was acting that she was the same age as Henry.
"It is an honour to meet you, Mr President," said the other girl who had ginger hair and blue eyes like her friend. Robin had guessed from the boy that the blonde was Lisa and the ginger was Lilac. Henry had told him about those girls, and about the boys, Henry had a little crush on Lisa that both Regina and Robin were aware of, but he didn't want to ask her yet and he hadn't told any of his other friends or her.
"It is nice to meet you both, Henry has told me about you." Both girls blushed and smiled at him before going back to their work, after all, they needed to get it done, and as a group, they could not slack behind, they were the top students in the class.
Robin walked over to Regina and placed his hands on her hips giving her a smile to which when the girls looked up they gave an 'aww' and once again the boys rolled their eyes.
"Hello Mr President," Regina said quietly with a small smirk. No, she wasn't flirting, as such, she would never do that with a ton of Henry's friends about, as fun as it was to embarrass him, which she had already done enough already today, especially to the girls who had been asking her loads of questions and finding it so cool that they were with the First Lady, in her house, having been invited. It was rare for people to get the privilege of being invited to the White House and then to meet the family as well, let alone the President.
"Hello, First Lady." Robin leant forward and gave Regina a quick kiss on the lips.
"Eww, mom, dad, do you have to do that when my friends are here." Regina bit her lip to stop herself saying something inappropriate because she never really talked sexual things to her son unless he asked or it was to do with the whole 'educate your child' thing.
"It was only a kiss," she said before the two of them moved slightly away from each other to ease the boy.
"Right, do any of you have any questions?" Robin asked as everybody looked up at him before Lilac spoke up.
"Can we see the Oval Office?" And of course, they would want to see the most famous office in the White House, the President's office. Robin chuckled before nodding. "Of course, if you promise not to touch anything." All heads nodded with a few 'okay's' as they all stood from where they were on the floor writing on a big poster piece of paper.
"I'm going to take a break from all of this if that is okay with you?" Regina asked Robin as the teens got ready to go to the office.
"Sure, are you okay?" Regina nodded and smiled to reassure him before she left and he took Henry and his friends to the Oval Office.
Regina went to the family area, sitting on one of the sofas in the sitting area. She had gotten used to this room and it was soon becoming one of the favourites of the house. She was noting things down in a book about some of her plans for being First Lady. Over the time when Robin had been President-Elect she had been brainstorming ideas. Past First Ladies had become famous for charity work, helping people, and so many things that she wanted to do, after all, she had invested hundreds of pounds when she was younger on various charities that looked at helping poor children and families get the help, shelter, and essentials they needed.
She had already spoken to a few people and arranged a few public magazine and TV show interviews, it was surprising how many people wanted to speak to the First Lady, and now she was packed with interviews. Top magazines were asking for her to do photo shoots, and if it was announced, whenever she went out crowds of people would line up outside White House to get her autograph, it was mad.
Regina didn't like it, though, all the publicity. It wasn't the case of being ungrateful, or not wanting to socialise with these people, but it was the fact she was no longer treated like everybody else. She wanted to be equal to them and not somebody who was seen as better or more privileged. But hey, if her husband's job didn't entitle her to live in this big house she would be more than happy to live in her four-bedroom small mansion, but even that was not that big, just enough for them, two kids and for having more, or even a normal sized house would do perfectly.
Before becoming First Lady, apart from that time she had given hundreds to charity, she also used to make small weekly donations to charities and had become an ambassador to them while still giving money to them. One of them was to do with children who didn't have enough money for toys or any form of entertainment, just a dark dingy house. The charity allowed the children to go to a centre every week for a few hours over several days and actually get out and do something while socialising with other kids that they could relate to. That charity began to get bigger and soon had enough money to start helping the families get accommodation and heating, lighting, food, and entertainment at home for children.
She also wanted to help the working people who lived on minimum wage. Her friend Mary-Margret and her husband David used to not have a lot of money and were living in an apartment house. It was small, and although Mary-Margret was fine with it, Regina hated seeing her friend on such a low pay whilst being a teacher and her husband working his way through the police force. Finally, they began to get a steady income when he became Deputy Sheriff, and that was what gave them a chance to move with their friends to live near the White House.
The teacher had gotten herself a job at one of the local schools, not one Henry and Roland went to which the young boy was upset about. And David had joined the police force, which he had to admit there was a lot more crime in Washington.
That's what led Regina to give Mary-Margret the job of looking after Henry when he was younger, the little money she had. The young pixie-haired woman had nothing to do after work except grade papers and plan lessons, so while Regina worked, the female would look after Henry until Regina could pick him up. Regina would pay her for looking after him, and then when Roland joined the picture the female could not help but look after him as well. Regina gave her a bit more money for the fact she was looking after two trouble makers at that point. However, about a year ago, Mary-Margret had told her that it was more a privilege than a job to look after the boys, and now Henry didn't need to be looked after and the income they were getting was good enough, so they had agreed Regina would stop paying.
After a few hours of writing notes and preparing different things, Regina heard the sound of the family area door opening, followed by the fairly loud familiar feet of her husband. She looked up from the sofa and greeted the man with a smile before moving her work onto the floor beside her and gesturing for him to sit down by her.
Robin happily agreed as he sat on the soft, comfortable living chair, facing his wife who was sitting on it sideways with her legs outstretched in front of her.
"How are the kids?" she asked, also referring to Roland as he should be back around now, guessing her husband had seen the little boy.
"They are fine, I put a movie on in the theatre so we have some time to ourselves."
Regina let out a content hum before smiling. "It is good to be able to just relax," stated the brunette before she once again picked up the book and pen, looking down at the work she had been doing, which made her frown out of curiousness.
"Regina?" She looked up to the person saying her name. "What is that?"
Once again Regina looked down at her work before looking back at him. "I've been thinking of things I could do as the First lady."
"Are you going to share your ideas with me?" he asked, slightly smirking as Regina smiled before biting her lip and smirking herself.
"If you want me to," she said, playing the teasing game they did of 'I am not going to bother telling you as I do not have to, even though I actually want to. And I do not want you to tell me if you do not want to know when actually I want to know because I am your loving partner and I actually like hearing about your ideas and stuff'. They did this a lot, a little tease to each other. And they really were made for each other.
"Maybe I do."
"Then maybe I will tell you." She smirked again before continuing. "So, there is a few things I want to do. I was thinking a talent show that could be held in the White House and people pay 50 cents to participate and $1 to watch, and for every person that participates or watches we put $5 in for charity."
"So, a charity version of American X Factor?"
Regina nodded before telling him her next idea. "I was also thinking about healthy living-."
Robin cut her off before she could say anything. "Those things never work."
"Ah, but you see it is done wrong. I am doing it differently. What if there was a fun way of exercising?"
"Regina, you are the Queen of knowing exercise is not fun. You hate it."
"Yes, but only when it is not fun. Instead of having Physical Education be about running and sport, what if the students that want to do it right take it, and the students who do not want to have an easier approach so they still have to do laps around the field, but what if there was a more creative way of doing that?"
"How?" Robin really was interested in this idea, she seemed to have really thought it over. And she seemed so excited about it, acting like a little child who had just thought of the best thing ever.
"More fun ways. It should be as two groups, those who want to study it and those who do not. And for those who just do it for fun won't have to write pages on how they managed to run better or list time unless they want to compete against other students. I just do not think running outside in the rain being freezing cold when you don't want to do it anyway is fair. Or students pick which sport(s) they want to do and they do that instead of ones they do not want to do, at least then they are still keeping healthy just doing something they want." Regina explained as Robin listened carefully nodding to what she was saying.
"I think it is a good idea," he said honestly as a spark of a smile formed on the women's features. She was happy her husband agreed with her and seemed to be allowing her to take on the initiative.
"So, I can?"
"Ask Henry and his friends what they think. If they think it is a good idea I cannot see why not."
That was the good thing about having children, you could ask them what they thought and then trial the idea instead of using time and money that could be used on more important things. Of course, Regina would be asking them, and then she would also go to schools and ask as well. She wanted to make sure this plan was as realistic and successful as possible.
"I will do that." She smiled at him before placing her paper and pen back down on the floor.
"Now turn around." Regina gave Robin a sceptical look, as she furrowed her borrows in confusion. And with that, he continued "Just do it." Regina rolled her eyes, however, switched around in the chair as Robin put his hands on either shoulder and pulled her back softly until her back met his chest and he moved his hands lower so they were wrapped around her. Her dark orbs closing in the process.
"This is good," she said, letting out a gentle hum of approval as they cuddled into each other's embrace. She really did just love these moments where it was her and him in each other's warmth while the air outside was freezing, and yet they had each other to keep themselves warm. And every day they remembered how lucky they are to be there, to be in each other's embrace, to have a home, and not just any home, the house that the Americans had put them in to serve them. Regina and Robin wanted to do anything they could to make the country better and their people happy.
She didn't know how long they were like that, resting in each other's embrace before Robin spoke. "The boys should be getting back soon." She nodded, knowing it must have been a while they were like this. They could do that, lie there for hours, not even needing to move, but shouldn't Robin really be getting back to work.
So, Regina shifted, turned her head to look at him before asking. "When do you have to be back?"
"I can stay as long as you want." And then the next question appeared in her mind.
"But you are very busy."
He shook his head in protest. "When I do not have urgent paperwork or meetings I can catch up on the other stuff whenever."
Regina nodded and rested back on his arm until the boys came back. That's when Robin chose to get some work done. After he would be finished they could spend the evening together as the family.
So, when the boys came back and they had dinner, Robin managed to get quite a bit of work done and still helped Regina and the boys with preparing the meal.
Now they were all sitting on the floor in the hall in a small circle just talking about the day. They didn't like sitting on the sofas, it didn't give them the close connection of being face to face while being close to each other. It was either two sit on one, two on the other, or them all cramped onto one with their sides facing each other, having to turn their heads. So, they thought of the idea of sitting on the floor rather than around a table where the stupid things got in the way. No this was closer, more connecting.
So, they all spoke about their day, and of course, Roland was the most enthusiastic. Robin was the vaguest, only telling them about things he had seen, or somewhere he had gone in the house. He wanted to keep the work side away from the children as much as possible. With Regina, he would tell her near enough everything unless he wasn't allowed to. There were things he was not allowed to tell her, and she understood. He had to protect his people first, and when he took on this role the people were trusting him.
Henry, of course, had been at the house with his friends so they knew his day already, however, the youngest member of the family didn't, so he agreed to participate and tell them how his day at school was.
Regina was proud of her eldest, he had adapted to having a younger brother and they never fought either. If a fight was about to break out, Henry would always compose himself and calm the situation, and if he would just walk away and close the door so Roland could not follow him.
But then there was the fact he would share his stuff. Of course, there were things that he didn't which Regina did not mind like, obviously, he couldn't share his clothes or his phone or take his PS4 into Roland's room, but on the PS4 subject, he did let the boy go into his room sometimes to play it. Roland understood there were times he could not play it and he knew to ask before asking if he could, and if he ever got angry about it, he would be told he can play on it next time. He never got told off and neither did Henry and they both turned out to be good children.
A few days later, Regina was in one of the White House offices after her light broke in the First Lady ones. Despite it being a cold winters day, the sun was filtering through the windows as she wrote. She had the door that leads to the corridor open, letting the air in, plus despite how many people there were in the building this corridor was not used a lot.
And that is when she heard it.
Two of the people who worked closely with Robin was walking past the office, unaware of the female in the room listening when she heard the words, "Are you sure the President's wife doesn't know?"
"No, he has known for months, even before he came into office and he never told her."
"Well, one it is highly dangerous, the fact there is not enough security in parts of it. Two she cannot go now if she does not know as they won't be prepared for her."
"It's tomorrow, though. He only has tonight to tell her."
"Or he will just up and leave without saying anything."
"For all we know she already knows."
"I think we would know if she did." And with that, the voices went quiet as they faded off down the corridor.
Regina frowned. She knew they were talking about her and Robin. But going somewhere? Her not knowing. No, that could not be true. She got up and walked to a room with a computer, as the current office she was in did not have one. She did not need it anyway as she was writing.
As First Lady, she did have parts of his schedule, it was just not as detailed as what he had.
She logged on and went through Robins schedule. There it was, February 2nd, travelling the US. And 'click on the date to find out more information.' So, of course, Regina did that. He was going for two weeks, two whole weeks and he had not told her.
There was a mix of emotions for the female. Hurt, and anger, confusion. Why had he not told her?
And then the anger settled in, overwhelming her. However, she continued to look through the information. Finding out what they had said about the lack of security was true and that he was in fact in danger going on this trip.
She shut down the computer having enough of reading it, tears flooding in her eyes from the hurt and anger coursing through her body. And stormed out of the room.
A few faces turned to her as she walked the corridors of the House. A few even trying to stop her and ask her if she was okay. But Regina managed to make her way to the family residents, knowing she would be alone there and slammed the door of the sitting room shut. She needed to release the anger without breaking anything, so the door seemed the perfect fit to do that.
The brunette's hands covered her face, over her eyes as she cried. Standing at the side of the room, not being able to move that tiny bit to collapse on the sofa. She was now a sobbing statue.
After a while, Regina managed to compose herself and sit at a table in the hall that was at the side of the wall. That was when Robin walked in, the boys somewhere in the house, nowhere in sight. As far as they knew, they were with some of the staff in the gardens helping with maintaining it, even if it was winter. Regina said it was fine as long as they kept warm, and that was the plan for them to do until the evening. So, it gave them more than enough time to talk or argue, whichever one was to happen.
She looked up at him and glared as he walked through the door, Robin looking at her with confusion and worry. Her eyes were stained red from her crying, her cheeks full of dried tears. Honestly, she looked like she had, had a meltdown. And he was scared for her because Regina was normally strong.
"When we got married, you promised me you would never lie to me." She spoke up, although it wasn't very loud. More like a broken, silent voice. Hardly managing to speak.
"Regina I-." He tried to say, he didn't know what she was talking about. But Regina cut him off.
"You promised me you would always tell me stuff. That we are a team." She looked away from him, staring into space. "So, tell me, Robin, is there anything you would like to tell me?"
Robin furrowed his brows, the idea of telling her about his trip completely fallen from his mind at that moment. Forgetting that he was going, and apart from things she knew he could not tell her this was the only thing he could and had not. And was the thing he at that time could not remember, so he shook his head. "No, I don't."
Regina laughed, mocked at his words, scolded herself for appearing so weak to him when it seemed that even at this point he did not care. "So, what? It was just a rumour what I heard? And what I then confirmed earlier?"
"You are going to have to tell me what you are talking about." He spoke softly, trying to calm the ever-heating argument that was happening. He still had no idea what she was talking about.
"You going away." She pretty much screamed, the anger boiling out of her. And Robin's eyes widened as he realised. The shock and worry over not telling her happening in that split instant. He didn't say anything for a moment, just trying to adjust to the fact she knew. To the fact, he had completely forgotten to tell her, he, of course, was going to. He had planned to sooner, but with everything going on he had forgotten. It was a mistake.
"Regina I'm s-."
"Do not tell me you are sorry." She seethed as she spoke. Regina didn't want an apology, she wanted him to tell her. And with that she stood and left the room, going to their room wanting to get away from him. But Robin followed. They were not finished yet.
They both walked into the room, full of anger. "Do not walk away from me." Regina turned around, staring him dead in the eyes.
"You are going to be going out there, with hardly any security, by yourself, without even giving me the chance to go with you," she shouted, and of course, he was going to shout back.
"You said it. Hardly any security I cannot risk your life."
"But you can risk yours?"
"Regina," He sighed. "You might be pregnant. And as your husband, pregnant or not I have to do whatever to protect you."
"Oh, so that means if you die from getting shot, or being stabbed." She listed on her fingers the types of things that could happen. "That I have to raise our sons and possibly a baby on my own? And tell them what happened to you?" She really was not calming down, anger flowing through her. Boiling her blood.
"The world is not a crime film, Regina. Stop being so dramatic."
"No Robin, that is exactly what the world is." The tears began to flow again as she made her point.
"I will be fine."
"I watch the news every day, and you do too. We see those people being stabbed, being shot. You want to change that. But there are loads of people out there who would be more than happy to pull that damn trigger on you. And as much as I want to deny it, we both know that is true. For once in your bloody life will you stop being so laid back about this."
"Will you for once in your life let me take a chance and do what I want without interfering," he snapped, shouted and Regina froze.
"Well, if you want to take a chance when it involves putting your life on the line. Then oh how stupid am I to try and stop you," she said quietly before she walked past him, turning around and saying one more thing. "When were you going to tell me, hmm? When were you getting on that plane? Or were you just going to message me?" And with that she left, even Robin's effort of saying 'wait' she still left.
She had only locked herself in one of the rooms of the house, eventually going back when she thought Robin would be back at work. Regina had been crying more, however, calming herself down she made her way back to the residents, walking through the hall and then she realised he was still there.
She ignored him and walked into the bedroom, but Robin was having none of it, upset and angry himself he followed her into the room.
"I have nothing to say to you." Regina turned around and stared at him.
"Regina, I am sorry. I never meant to hurt you," he said softly, apologetically. And for a second she just wanted to run into his arms and hug him, the same as what he wanted to do in that second, just forgive each other and talk and sort everything out. But no, she would not do that. She had to remain angry and not let him get away with it.
"Well, you did a pretty-." She sucked in a breath, the emotions over the whole situation getting to her. "Good job." But after she spoke, the angry mask came back over her, once again staring at him with hurt and anger.
Robin walked over to her and placed his hand on her cheek, but the brunette moved her head away from his touch. "I am sorry." The room was silent, even his words were quiet. And with that he moved to touch her cheek again, this time she did not move. She just let the man run his fingers over her smooth skin.
"I still hate you." He chuckled as she let out a small giggle, it was more joking words. And he could tell by her voice it was more gentle than before with a touch of humour.
Robin moved his head forward, waiting for approval from Regina. She brought a hand up to the back of his head and pushed him down, the two of them crashing into a kiss. Their anger from the argument being realised in the joining of tongues and power from the couple, who were still a bit heated over what had happened.
But now their anger was being channelled into the kiss, as it fired up with passion and want. Robin wrapping his arms around the female and pushing her toward the bed, her legs hitting the edge hard as his hands moved down to the long skirt she was wearing, scraping at the skin of her thighs through the material allowing a moan to leave her lips.
'Fuck' came a breathless reply from Regina as he sunk his hands lower, grabbing the skirt by the hem and pulling it up her thighs, his skin touching the outside of them sending shocks of pleasure right to where she now needed him.
When the piece of clothing was bunched up around her waist, Robin lifted her from her arse, wrapping his arms around her and threw her onto the bed, him falling on top of her as they once again joined their lips and tongues, their bodies pressed against each other, the man above her using his hands either side of her to keep as much weight off her as he could.
After a few minutes, when the two physically needed air they pulled apart. Their eyes darker, full of lust as they looked at one another. The desire was clear as they did, and Robin shifted his weight to one hand, moving the other down her body slowly, softly.
He sat up and put both hands on the skirt she was wearing and pulled it down, the female moving her hips up so he could move it easier, and then he dropped it at the side of the bed.
He then put his hands on her again, moving across her toned and thin stomach, and for a split second, he wondered if she could be growing a little life inside her. And just in case she was, Robin ran his hand across her lower abdomen in a loving, gentle touch.
The brunette below him smiled, she knew what he was doing, and she hoped that there was a baby inside her. Their baby. Because despite their arguments, she wanted to have his baby more than anything in the entire world.
After a few minutes of running his hand over her still flat stomach, the one he could not wait to watch grow, he moved lower, running his index finger across her sex through the thin underwear. Gasps and moans leaving the brunette's lips as he teased her through the already soaked material.
"Robin please," Regina groaned, and Robin got the message. His other hand accompanying the other once again as he hooked his rough digits around the thin garment and slowly, torturously pulled it down, allowing his hands to touch ever piece of skin he could on both legs, electrifying the sensations for her as she withered under his touch. And as his hands reached the bottom, he continued to slowly remove them from her, throwing them at the side of the bed where her skirt was.
He then moved his hands back up her thighs, this time going a bit faster, knowing how impatient the brunette could be. However, as he reached the top of her smooth, slender legs near the apex of her thighs, he slowed down, caressing the skin that was like silk against his hand. Robin reached her heat, his fingers slowly running through it, earning gasps and moans and groans from his wife as she gently rocked her hips against his hand in a slow movement urging him to carry on.
He slowly entered her with two of his fingers. Pushing inside her easy as she moaned feeling them slowly move into her, filling her. She gasped and bucked her hips as the brunette closed her darkened orbs. Robin let her adjust a moment before he slowly moved his fingers out, nearly all the way, the tips of them at her entrance before slowly pushing them back in.
He did this a few times before he began bringing up the pace and curling his fingers into her. Hitting the spot, he knew very could make her see stars from, have his beautiful wife begging him, making her reach her peak.
She could feel it building inside her, with every push of his digits inside her she could feel her climax rising. She thrust her hips against his fingers, building the pressure she needed, and then his thumb was on her clit, curling it, pressing on it. And she knew she was close, could tell by how her body was responding to him, the noises she could hear herself make.
With a bit more attention to her bundle of nerves and thrusts of his fingers, Regina climbed over the edge, her closed eyes being covered with the imagines of black and white spots. Her body arched off the bed and it tightening around his fingers as she let out the most lust filled and desired moans, her body sending pulsations of pleasure through her body until she calmed as Robin slowed his fingers down and removed his thumb from her clit and pulled them out of her.
Once she had calmed down from her high, Regina opened her eyes and looked at him, then down his body as he was still sitting with either leg at her side. She could see his want for her, so Regina moved up slightly, using one hand to keep herself up as she ran her right down his body and over the bulge in his pants before quietly saying "I want you."
With the confirmation from Regina and the built-up arousal that Robin was feeling, he had no time to waste so he removed his trousers and pants. He sat at the edge of the bed for a moment and removed them before lying on the now laying down Regina, on top of her. His hands either side of her to keep himself up.
"Before I do, though, you have to promise me that you're not angry anymore." He used one of his hands to run across her cheek. "Because I will not do this while you are."
"I love you, Robin, I will always be upset over the fact you are putting your life at risk, but I understand you have to." She spoke honestly. Regina was not angry anymore, she just wished he had told her.
With a kiss to her lips, Robin pushed into her. Filling every inch of her warm slick walls as they both groaned with pleasure. He started slow, just getting them both used to him moving inside her, building up the desire in both.
However, after a few slow movements, he began to move faster, hitting the spot that made her moan in pleasure, his own noises being released from his own lips. He sucked on her shoulder, something he knew Regina liked as they continued to move their hips together at the same time, drawing out the pleasure from one another.
They both knew they were getting close as Robin pulsated inside her and Regina's walls contracting around him. With a few more thrusts they both released the climax together, him spilling inside her as her walls tightened around him. Both calming down with a few small thrusts, and Robin laying down next to her.
"I love you," she whispered after a few moments.
"I love you too."
They stayed like that for a bit before getting up and getting dressed, and then both spending the evening with the boys telling them he was going away tomorrow. Then spending the night together in each other's arms. They were going to miss each other, but it was his job and they knew their hearts were with each other.