(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 24-Distracted
(Set in the missing year)
Robin had just entered the great dining hall, he looked around the room to find his Merry Men with his son at the long table by the windows over looking the courtyard. Robin smiled at the image as he watched his son play with Little John, one of his oldest friends. Robin started walking towards the table, when an image out of the corner of his eye caught him.
It was Regina.
She and some others...the Prince and Princess were walking into the room now, Robin watched as she walked and conversed with the Princess. She had on a very daring low cut dress that, if she happened to bend over, would surely show those round, tempting...BAM!
He stumbled back as he had ran into a wall, or what felt like a wall.
"Going somewhere?" Little John asked as it was him, he had run into accidentally.
"Yes, sorry about that," Robin said as he rubbed the side of his face. His old friend was as solid as a rock.
"Uh, Robin, are you forgetting something?" Little John asked as Robin stopped and looked at him.
"What's that Little John?" Robin asked.
"Our table is that way," Little John said as he put his hands on his friend's shoulder and pointed him in the right direction.
"Ah, yes, how silly of me," Robin said as he made his way to their table. Little John shook his head as he had seen what had his friend...distracted.
The Queen.
Little John might not have a way with women as his friend obviously did. But even he could tell when there was something magical going on between two people. He had seen it with Robin and his late dear wife, Marian. He had also seen it the day that Robin had saved Regina from the flying monkey. The tension was there between them, never had he seen the Queen being talked to like Robin had. Not many lived to tell about it.
But there was also rumors that the former Evil Queen was reforming herself. Little John had to take heart into a little bit of that, after all, she had later saved dear little Roland from another flying monkey. Earning her some brownie points from him. Little John had stood near Robin as he had thanked Regina for saving Roland, and again the tension between those two had been something that even a blind man could see clearly.
Little John knew it was just a matter of time, before Robin would make his move on the former Evil Queen. Little John knew his friend was already smitten with the woman, and from the looks she gave his friend, he would have to say the feeling was a tiny bit mutual.
Little John smiled as he too went to the table that the Merry Men were at. He sat where he could watch his friend, as Robin would often glance over at the former Queen. Little John laughed as he saw his friend reach for his drink and knock it over. It was quickly cleaned up, and the moments later Robin was reaching for a piece of bread, but his eyes were once again on the Queen. Only this time the bread didn't make it to his mouth, but the linen of the table did instead, causing not just Little John but others to laugh at their leader's antics.
"Papa, why are you making so many mistakes?" Roland asked as his father looked down at him.
"Well, you see, Roland-" Robin was saying but was interrupted.
"What your father means, is that he's a tad distracted at the moment," Friar Tuck said, causing the other men to laugh. Robin gave him quite the look for that remark.
"Papa, what does distracted mean?" Roland asked.
"It means, your mind might be one place but your eyes might be on something all together...different," Little John said with a smile.
"And where are your eyes at then, Papa?" Roland asked.
"Not where, but on who exactly," Little John whispered as once again the men went into fits of laughter.
"Roland, excuse the others but I've been working a lot with the Prince and Princess in hopes of coming up with a way to stop this evil witch from attacking us," Robin said, which was partially true.
"I don't like her, she's bad," Roland said.
"None of us do, my boy," Robin said as he kissed his son's forehead, remembering the day that that flying monkey had almost snatched up his son. If not for Regina, that monkey would have taken Roland to god knows where. He owed her everything.
Later that day, the Merry Men were in the courtyard enjoying a day of practice. They knew they would have to be on their best as the witch was not about to give up her attacks on the castle. They had made make shift targets and were lined up shooting at the target. Robin was up next and had just drawn his bow back to aim, when he heard the sound of a horse nearby. He slowly turned his head, and watched as Regina started to ride out of the courtyard. She was going at a good pace, and the way she bounced on the horse did things to him. So much so that something happened that had never happened before, he let go of his arrow and it flew...straight into the backside of Grumpy!
"Ow! What the hell?" he yelled at the impact of the arrow piercing his skin. Robin turned around to see what his distraction had done, he quickly put down his bow and headed over to assist Grumpy.
"My apologies, I am very sorry about this," Robin said. His merry men and others had gathered around now to see what had happened.
"If I get something from this, I'm suing you," Grumpy said.
"Let me take him to see Doc, maybe he can help remove this arrow stuck up his butt," Granny said. "But this does explain a lot."
Grumpy was led away to go inside to see about removing the arrow, Robin headed back to retrieve his bow. He met Little John standing there with a smile on his face.
"Don't start," Robin said.
"I wasn't going to," Little John said as he handed him his bow back. Robin nodded and started to walk away, "But I think it's time you made your move, don't you?"
Robin stopped in his tracks and turned back to look at his friend,"And what do you mean to imply by that?"
Little John smiled and said,"Robin, I've known you since we were young lads. I've seen you at your highs and lows, and I know what is going on here. You've taken to the Queen."
Robin started to open his mouth to deny such rubbish, but in his heart he knew his friend to be right,"So now what?"
"Go after her, tell her how you feel," Little John said.
"But, she's a Queen and I'm just some two bit thief," Robin explained.
"She doesn't look at you like a thief, even though you do look at her as a Queen," Little John said,"Your Queen."
"Go, Robin," Little John said as he put a hand on his friend's shoulder. "I'll watch after Roland."
Robin looked out at the direction Regina had taken off and thanked his friend and quickly made his way to the stables where he saddled a horse and was off after her in a matter of minutes. It took him a little while to find her, but when he did it was in an open pasture. She was looking out at the sun beginning to set. He stopped his horse and quickly dismounted, not sure exactly what he was going to say but say something he knew he must. These months of getting to know the real Regina, of being sassed by her on an almost daily basis had been leading up to this moment.
He walked up behind her, not stopping when he saw her turn around with a look on her face. Most people would stop in fear of what she might do to them, but not him, not this day. Instead he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her to his chest, the sudden contact surprising them both.
They stared at each other for a few short moments, their eyes locked, their breaths mingling, their hearts pounding rapidly against each other. "What do you think you're doing, thief?"
Robin tightened his arms around her, knowing that at any second she could be free of him if she wanted to. He then lowered his lips towards her. For a split second she twisted her face away and he brought a hand up to hold her still. His hand was so big it held her head easily. His lips came nearer.
"Kiss me," Robin said.
Regina felt the vibration of his voice clear down to her toes. Her eyes locked on his lips, and she swallowed hard. She tried to deny the soft languid feeling that poured over her like honey whenever he was around.
Then his lips mets hers, softly at first, and she melted in his arms. At the urging of his tongue, she opened her mouth to his. The warm honey in her blood turned to hot, molten lava as desire erupted within her for the first time in a long time.
Her arms came around his waist, and she sank her nails into the fabric of his shirt like claws. She moaned, deep down in her throat, and Robin knew that this kiss was receptive of her. Her responses were driving him mad.
He stopped the kiss, looking down into her flushed face. Her eyes were fevered, fueled by the same fire that roared through his veins because of her."Regina," he breathed.
"Don't stop," Regina said.
"I wouldn't dream of it," Robin said as his hands went to her hair and let his fingers weave their way through the silken tresses. She moaned again, closing her eyes and leaned into him. This time when he kissed her there was no trace of tenderness, only demand that she yield to him.
Which she did, gladly.
His kiss was savage, stroking a fire in her that she knew only he would be able to extinguish. Even through their clothes she could feel the hardness of his desire against her stomach. She ground herself into it, raising on tiptoe, trying to put the pressure where her body wanted it to be.
Before either knew it, they were on the ground, him under her, trying to pull him closer to her. They gasped together, they groaned together, they trembled together. Until...the unmistakable sound of someone coughing softly stopped them.
Robin looked up to see...the Princess on her horse near Regina's!
"I guess you didn't see me," Snow said with a smile on her face.
Robin removed himself from Regina, and helped her to her feet. Once she was on her feet, she looked from Robin to Snow and was opening her mouth to say something, but seeing the smile on Snow's face ended that thought process. She quickly went to her horse and remounted and headed back to the castle.
Robin watched her go with a smile on his face, knowing things had changed between them.
"I'm sorry about that," Snow said as Robin turned to look at her.
"Don't be," Robin said,"I just was distracted by her."
"And her by you, why just this morning at the council meeting, she kept calling David by your name," Snow said as those words caused Robin to smirk.
He hoped to hear her call his name...by not because of some meeting...