(A/N-Special thanks to a friend for the art work for this. And to Bekki for beta reading these, thank you so much! Also special thanks to those who read, review, follow and fav this.)

Day 23-Loud

(Set in the missing year)

Robin stormed into his bedchamber, quite furious on what he had just heard as he had returned from another mission to see about getting rid of those blasted flying monkeys of the witch. They were no closer to stopping the witch then they had been months ago, and now the stakes were even higher. As he had more people now that were in danger because of her, two in particular. One he had just checked on that was fast asleep, his son Roland and the other he was going to go see in just a few moments.

"It's good to see you back," a voice said from behind him. He turned around and saw her standing there with a long black robe on.

"And I for one am greatly relieved that you are not anymore injured than I heard that you were," Robin said, as Little John had told him about the attack on the castle, where the witch had hurt Regina.

"I can take care of myself," Regina said.

"Let me see," Robin said as he walked up to her and pushed the robe away from shoulders. He saw the dark bruises on her shoulder, where she must have been injured. He leaned in and kissed her on the bruises lightly with his lips.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here," Robin swore to her.

"I'm fine, it was nothing," Regina said, clearly affected by him. "I've gone through worse."

"I'm saddened to hear that you have," Robin said, letting his thumb caress her cheek.

"Would you like something to drink to settle down?" Regina asked.

"No, what I would like to know is why you have to constantly save someone else's ass all the time!" Robin said, his anger and fear for her clearly in his voice.

"Really, Robin there is no need for you to shout-"

"I will shout if I damned well please! When the woman that I love is constantly having to risk her neck for others who should be able to save their own asses!" Robin said.

"But I wasn't alone," Regina said hastily,"The others were there as well. David was injured worse than I was in the battle."

"If that man was not injured at the moment, I would be beating him to a pulp," Robin said as he ran his hands through his hair, he hated that he had not been there when she obviously had needed him. "He will still have to answer to me when all this is done."

Regina couldn't help but be a little thrilled that there was someone who was willing to stand up for her, no one had...not since Daniel.

"Look I know you can handle yourself, it just upsets me that you are the only one who has their butt on the line," Robin said.

Regina smiled as she walked up to him, and took his hands in hers and placed them on that very butt he had just mentioned. His hands tightened on her ass as in the next moment, she reached up and put her arms around his waist. His strong frame was quivering from head to toe. Her voice emerged muffled against his chest,"I'm sorry I frightened you."

"I worry for you, love," Robin said, his heart in his eyes and words. "Don't ever do it again." Burying his face in her hair, he rasped,"Tonight I discovered how much I love you and the thought of you in danger, terrifies me. Because if I lost you, I don't know what I would do," he said between serrated breaths. "You mean so much to me, Regina. You're my heart and soul."

"I love you too, Robin," she said.

They stayed that way for several moments, just holding one another in each other's arms.

Then Robin's embrace eased. He tipped her chin, and the hungry adoration she saw in his dark eyes made her pulse leap with excitement. A squeak startled from her lips when he quite literally swept her off her feet.

Robin carried her towards the bed, laying her gently down upon it. Then he fell upon her like a man starved, unbuttoning, unfastening, his mouth consuming hers in a greedy kiss. As the clothes fell away, she experienced a freedom she had never before known, had never known to be possible. For the rest of her life, she would never forget this moment when their love burned so brightly, so fiercely that it chased away all the shadows, of her past, of her insecurity of ever being capable of loving someone again.

She laid under him, feeling nothing but sheer feminine pride. She offered her body as she had offered her heart to him, which he had gladly accepted. She helped removing his clothes, eager to have nothing between them, not even a scrap of clothing. She heard his sexy chuckle as he looked down into her eyes. Her legs slid around his hips as he maneuvered himself between her thighs.

"Tell me, my lady," Robin murmured, his tongue doing magical things to her ear,"are you also my naughty queen?"

Regina sighed as he discovered a particularly sublime spot. "Mmm, yes."

"Then I want you to tell me what a naughty queen wants me to do to her," Robin said, in a dark, seductive voice that she loved. "I want to hear those lovely, naughty lips of yours ask for what you want."

He moved from her, to sit back between her spread thighs, as she told him,"I like it when you touch me...here." as her hand fluttered near her breasts.

Robin smiled and shook his head sternly,"Any self respecting naughty queen knows that she must be specific and use proper language in her requests. Again, where do you want me to touch you, Regina?"

"My tits," she whispered, excitement flaring at her own boldness. "Touch your naughty queen's tits."

"Like this?" Robin cupped her full breasts firmly. As he played with her, his eyes remained on her face. He gently squeeze her nipple, and her lips parted in a whimper of delight. "I asked you a question, Regina. Is this what you want?"

"Your mouth," Regina gasped, pushing her chest forward as she arched her back on the bed,"Oh god, Robin, your mouth..."

He leaned forward and rolled the nipple into his mouth, his tongue dancing playful patterns over the engorged bud,"How does it feel, sweet?"

"It feels so good," she panted,"Your tongue, oh Robin, it makes me feel so...so..."

"Yes? How does it make you feel?" Robin murmured against her other nipple, as he gave it the same attention as its twin.

"Tingly and hot...between my legs," Regina answered with a breathy sigh as he rewarded her with more licks, more nips against her swollen tits.

"Show me," Robin said as he moved away from her.

Regina blinked,"How do you mean?"

Robin's voice was rough velvet and dark as midnight,"Touch yourself, Regina. I want you to show me exactly where it aches, where you burn for my touch. Or perhaps you are not quite my naughty queen?"

Regina smiled at his playful challenge to her. Slowly, Regina ran her hands down the side of her waist and over the curves of her hips. The subtle quiver of Robin's broad shoulders and rippled chest fanned her excitement. It appeared he enjoyed watching her touch herself. She moved her hands inward towards her core, sighing as she ran a finger along the moist crevice.

At Robin's sharp intake of breath, her lips curved into a siren's smile.

"It aches here, thief," Regina said, parting her folds to expose the delicate pink flesh to his rapacious gaze. Dew lubricated her fingers as she lightly stroked the swollen folds. She teased the opening of herself, before sliding her fingers up to the hard nub which magnified her pleasure. With a soft moan, she rubbed the knot of sensation. Sparks skipped along her legs. Her eyes joined his.

"Yes, that's it," Robin encouraged in a hoarse voice. "Rub yourself for me."

Regina sighed, leaning back against the pillows, so she could spread her legs further apart. Her hair fell back against the softness of the pillow, as she watched him put a hand on his cock, and started to stroke himself as he watched her.

"Tell me what you are thinking, love, when you are playing with yourself," Robin whispered.

Regina could feel herself getting wetter and wetter,"I am thinking of how good it feels when you do this to me," she admitted.

"What else love," passion made his voice deep and gravelly. "What else makes you so wet and glistening for me?"

Regina's eyes closed and her breath puffed faster. The sparks were blending now into one blazing line of fire that travelled from limb to limb. The touching felt good, but she needed more. "I am thinking of when you use that wonderful tongue of yours on me."

He moved so suddenly she gasped, for now his head was between her legs, nudging his way to her core. He kept his gaze upward, drinking in her every reaction as he ran his tongue from the bottom of her to her precious nub, slowly...voraciously.

"Oh, yes! Oh please! Eat me, Robin!" Regina cried out.

His tongue invaded her folds and slicked over her nub repeatedly as his fingers started to pump her with firm, upward thrusts. She could not get enough of the friction and grounded herself against him. He groaned out endearments, hot words of lust and love that further excited her. She flew free in to an explosive, mind blanking orgasm!

When she opened her eyes, she saw Robin looking down at her with a satisfied smile on his face. He smiled as he leaned down and whispered into her ear, her response was a soft laugh and "If they only knew."

He then brushed her core with his cock and a fresh wave of lust washed over her,"Are you sure you are ready so soon, my love?" he asked tenderly.

In answer, she wrapped her legs around his hips and impelled herself against his cock. She heard Robin's strangled groan as the tip of his rod stretched her as his fingers had earlier, only more so. Thicker. Harder. Making her want...more. She wiggled further, frustrated when the weight of his hips prevented her from deepening the penetration.

"Robin, please," she panted, nipping his neck,"I need more of you."

With a husky laugh, he rolled onto his back, bringing her on top of him. "It seems, my naughty queen, that you wish to avail yourself of my arrow," his blue eyes flashed, and his smiled was so sexy. "Have a go, then."

She squirmed in her efforts to take him inside, the wiggling served to heighten her desire, and she hummed with pleasure when his cock slipped against her nub. Their contact slickened, she could hear the wet sounds of luscious rubbing.

"I can't take much more of this!" Robin moaned out loudly. "Gods! Let me...yes, there."

His hiss of pleasure melded with hers as she sank onto his pulsing shaft. Her eyes closed as she filled herself with his masculine power. With her hands splayed on his chest, she slid sensually upon him, slowly, a queen dictating her passion. Her subject not seeming to mind in the slightest. He took in her delight with desire slit eyes, issuing earthy words of encouragement all the while.

"I love when you ride me," he moaned out.

"I love to ride and be ridden," she breathed as she bounced upon him. He liked that, she saw. His nostrils quivered. With a twitch of his hips, he thrust upward at the same time she bore down. The intensity of the penetration elicited a helpless cry from her. He repeated the motion, groaning as he did so. He was so deep inside her, brushing up against her womb, her soul. She began to tighten about him, as tremors of pleasure ripped through her core. She plunged upon him, harder and harder, desperate for the relief only he could provide.

He placed his thumb at her nub as little bursts began to blur together. Sweeping over her, a single white wave of blinding job, she threw her head back as her orgasm took over her. At the same instant, Robin shouted out, and she had the perfect ecstasy of his fulfillment within her.

Seconds passed and then they were both startled by the sounds of Robin's bedchamber door being broken down, Regina and Robin jumped, ready for battle, but there only stood Little John and Friar Tuck.

"What the hell?" Robin asked as Regina grabbed her robe to fasten it about her, Robin grabbed his pants to put on quickly. "What's the meaning of this?"

"Uh...Robin, we're sorry about this, but Roland woke us up and told us you were dying," Little John answered, he was actually blushing as he realized what had happened.

"Oh no," Regina said quietly,"he must have heard us."

"I'll assure Roland that I am quite fine, go back to your beds," Robin said as he watched his men leave. He couldn't help the chuckle that escaped his lips.

"This isn't funny," Regina said.

"Well, I guess we were a little too loud then," Robin said.

"I blame you," Regina said.

"And I blame you," Robin said right back to her, walking over to her and kissing her lips.

"You better go see Roland," Regina said.

"I will, but you better be here when I get back," Robin said as he left his room to go see his son.

The next morning, Regina walked into the dining hall to take her seat, when she caught a look of a smug Snow White smiling at her,"What has you so chipper this morning?" she asked as she sat down beside her.

"Oh, nothing, nothing like hearing a couple in love," Snow said with a smile.

"What on earth are you babbling about?" Regina asked.

"Regina, I think you might want to sound proof whatever room you and Robin use," Snow said, "you were a little loud last night."

Regina gave her such an evil look, Snow couldn't help but smile. Moments later, Regina felt Robin's presence, he walked up to the table and sat down beside her and leaned in to whisper into her ear...

"Good Morning...my wife," Robin said.

"Shhh, not so loud," Regina whispered back to him, not wanting everyone to know that they were secretly married, "it's bad enough half the castle heard us last night."

"Well, then we should fix that," Robin said, "tonight we'll be extra loud for the other half to hear."