''A heart full of love''

Completely smitten

When Regina opens her eyes she feels a warm and strong body against hers. Her head lies onto his chest and his thumb’s tracing small circles on her back. She feels his other hand caressing slowly her long ebony locks. She looks up and her brown eyes meet warm blues. 

“Hey.” Robin says softly, smiling at how adorable she looks with her bedhead on. 

“Good morning,” she smiles back at him, placing her head back on his broad chest. 

“How are you feeling?” he asks, a little bit concerned about how terrible was last night for her. He doesn't want her to go through something like that again. He has never cared for anyone as much as he is now for Regina. He wants her safe and happy and he curses himself that he can't save her from this wretched life.

“I'm fine right where I am,” she answers as she looks up at him, catching him staring intently at her. “How long were you awake?” she asks curious, his face apparently not baring any signs of someone that just woke up. 

“About an hour… or maybe more,” he answers leaning his head lower and pressing a kiss to her temple. 

“And what were you doing all this time?” she asks looking up at him, she didn’t understand why if he’d been awake he hadn’t moved away, not from even an inch.

“Watching you sleep.” He admits smiling his hands finding their way to her beautiful cheeks and caressing them softly.

She blushes slightly. Again. This man makes her blush so often and that with only one word. It’s become ridiculous. 

“I love when you are blushing Milady,” Robin adds playfully. He really loves it. Knowing that he has that effect on her makes him more than happy. He leans his lips to hers then and he wants nothing more than her mouth on his, his tongue tasting every inch of her beautiful warm mouth -of the soft skin of her lips.

Smiling against his lips, Regina wraps her arms around him and pulls her body flush against his. Making a bold move, Regina's tongue licks his bottom lip asking for entrance into his mouths something he gladly grants her. Moaning when their tongues caress each other’s, Robin adds more passion into his movements, titling his head so he can have more access into her mouth.  

He is kissing her hungrily now and he can’t control his body when he moves her underneath him with one swift move. His hands move under the blanket and touch her bare waist without breaking the kiss. The tension is clear and when he is unconsciously grinding his hips to hers, he feels hard against her. 

It's alright, she thinks. It's just Robin… She knows he is different, can feel it from the way he is kissing her, tenderly carefully but still with a lot of fiery passion. But when his hands grips her waist and she feels him against her, her mind flashes with images from the previous night… when Leopold had pinned her against the bed and he was touching her naked body roughly.  

She pushes him back, with horror shouting “No!” Robin jumbles away from her and looks at her concerned. How stupid is he? He had completely overstepped. Only last night had he saved her from being raped by her husband. He shouldn't act like this. He shouldn't touch her like this. 

Putting a safe distance between them, Robin speaks.

“I’m so, so sorry Regina. I didn’t mean to scare you, please forgive me,” he begs so scared that she might never let him touch her again. He doesn't think he can bear something like that. 

“I would never touch you without your permition I swear.” He adds a second later. 

Regina looks at him guilty. It wasn't his fault. He hadn't done anything wrong. She liked it when he kissed her.