Mad Archer - One Shots

Deliver the Message - Part 7

A/N: Last time on "Deliver the Message":

Alice face fell from amazement to joking suspicion. "She has a story, too, hasn't she?"

"Apparently everyone has," Robin confirmed in a mocking tone. Though her sense for joking dispensed when she thought about the other girl. Honesty clouded her voice, when she told Alice, "But I think yours is my favorite."

"And you are my favorite version of Robin Hood," Alice responded with the same honesty and sincerity.

Pure adoration sipped through Robin and made her heart ache and tremble. "You truly are something special, aren't you?" She unconsciously lifted a hand and brushed a strand of hair behind Alice's ear. The hair was dry now, for the bigger part, shining again in its golden and awe-inspiring brightness.

Alice smiled slightly. A red hue covered her cheeks, the color had returned to her face, making it glow in its fair complexion instead of the sick paleness from earlier. There was something larger than joy or happiness swimming in her eyes. Something Robin could not name. For a heartbeat she wondered if she was looking into a stormy sky or a calm, deep blue sea, until Alice licked her lips and Robin's thoughts tripped.

"Robin, I want to say thank you. It's been so long since anyone has been there for me or talked to me," Alice uttered enchantingly. Her eyes misted and her smile broke a little, when she added with a voice weighted with tears, "or held me."

Just as Robin wanted to shrug it off with a modest smile, Alice caught her by surprise as she leaned in and placed a quick peck onto her lips.

It was over before Robin could register the kiss fully.

Shocked she gasped. Did this just happen?

Stupefied she blinked at Alice.

When Alice leaned away, insecurity swam in her eyes but braver than Robin had ever been she said, "I've been wanting to do that for a while. Is it all right?"

Alice had been waiting to that for a while?

Was it alright?

"Uh huh," Robin nodded dumbfounded, her eyes trapped on Alice's lip. Unable to think clearly she dove in for a more heated kiss, pulling Alice closer and eliciting a short squeal from the blonde. Yet, it did not take long for Alice to catch herself. Soon she returned Robin's affectionate kiss with vigor.

When Robin finally broke away to catch air she murmured almost as low as a rumble, "More than okay."

They smiled broadly at each other before meeting for another kiss.

Neither one of them could tell how much time passed while they indulged themselves in timid caresses and testing kisses, growing used to the new found intimacy between them. Brushing their lips together over and over again. A playful nibble here and there. The shy first meeting of their tongues, accompanied with low moans and tiny gasps.

Robin's head started to swim as her longing for Alice wasn't satisfied but intensified by each stroke of their tongues. Before taking it too far she broke them apart, leaning her forehead against Alice's to catch her breath and cool down the blood boiling through her veins.

They had all the time in the world. There was no need to rush things. She was fairly sure Alice had almost no experience and her own was reduced to Truth or Dare smooches and Seven Minutes of Heaven make out sessions in the poorly locked Storybrooke library on summer nights in Maine.

Proudly she took notice of the swollen lips and darkened eyes of Alice. She would have loved to deepen the color even more but forbid herself to lean in once again – somewhat successful. She folded her arms around Alice instead and buried her face in the crook of her neck, breathing in her sweet scent. She savored the feeling of Alice hugging her back while they both calmed down.