The Road to Forever ~ The Sequel to Modern Fairytale

The Morning After

The couple awoke as they did any other day; their naked bodies intertwined for warmth against the chill of that February morning. Robin's strong arms held Regina in a tight and loving embrace as her lashes fluttered, revealing her captivating brown eyes. His blue orbs were bright with happiness, even more so now that she was awake beside him.

"How long have you been up?" She asked, sleep still evident in her tired, raspy voice. She stretched her limbs, but snuggled closer to him when she felt the cold air grazing her spine.

He held her closer to him and moved his palms along her skin to provide heat for her under the blanket, "Not very long. I didn't want to wake you. I'm sure you're exhausted from last night."

She hummed as the memories of their evening of passion flashed before her eyes, the heat she felt only hours prior building once again in her core at just the thought. She placed gentle kisses along his jaw as she said, "I could have gone another round."

He laughed and squeezed her tight, "After all the yawning you did after the second round, I'm surprised you even made it through the third."

Silence filled the air as they held one another close, smiling at the familiar feeling of being close to the person they loved. The pitter patter of little feet were heard in the hallway as they made their way sneakily toward the kitchen. Regina smiled, realizing that Roland was going to swipe a snack that might spoil his breakfast.

"You raised quite the little bandit, Doctor Locksley," she said with a smile, hesitantly sitting up to get a start on her day.

He followed suit, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind and placing gentle kisses along her spine, "We can't all raise princes, Your Majesty."

Regina turned and smacked his chest playfully as she stood. Robin chuckled as he leaned up on his elbow, his smirk changing from one of amusement to one of admiration as he stared at his lover's exposed, naked body. He watched her as she lifted her arms to stretch once more, pulling her hair above her head before allowing the natural curls to fall gracefully against her delicate shoulders. She turned her head toward him, catching him staring, and decided to tease him just a little bit that morning.

She turned her entire body to face him then, causing his eyes to widen to ensure he didn't miss a single bit of the sight: her firm breasts with their pointed nipples from the chill in the air, her tight abdomen with the deep definition of her strong obliques, her voluptuously wide hips that led to her smooth thighs; he was the luckiest man on Earth. Robin Locksley was in love with the most beautiful woman in existence and he'd be damned if he ever took her for granted.

He stood from the bed, his member standing firmly at attention to show just how attracted he was to the woman standing before him. He leaned forward, pressing their bodies together as he wrapped his arms around her tiny waist.

"Good morning," she whispered with a smirk, pressing her lips against his.

He moaned into her mouth, pulling apart just enough to mutter, "A good morning it is, indeed."

Their passion was strong, but this kiss was one of love and hope; of a new beginning in their new home; of their undoubted admiration for one another.

"You are the most beautiful woman my eyes have ever had the privilege to look upon," he said, his tone quite sincere as it exuded his undying captivation with her.