So hi yall, I know I haven't really been active on my whole writing lately, but my muse knocked me in the head at 3 in the morning so I finished this prompt. This is the furthest I've gone into smut (my muse is horny apparently, 😄)
"Give me one good reason why I should wear a suit coat."
Regina is sitting at her vanity, watching in the mirror as Robin comes strolling out of the bathroom. He's wearing black pants, holding his undershirt in his hand.
"Why go, when we can resume much more pleasurable activities.." He spins the chair around and stands Regina up and pulls her close to him. She laughs, kissing him.
"Because it's a benefit and I want to stroll around with some eye candy. Plus," she says mischievously, running her hand across his waist and down to his belt loops, pulling them just enough so he has to step even closer."I bought a new corseted gown, just waiting for an occasion."
She brought up Robin's fingers so they brush her collarbone ever so lightly. His breathing hitches as she draws the robe off of her shoulders with his fingers, exposing her bare upper half.
"I could do so many naughty things to you, highness. We wouldn't even have to leave tonight." His voice is heavy.
Regina smiles at the nickname, the one he only uses with her in private.
"Yes, my rogue, You will."
"To hell with the benefit." He says as he swoops her up, arms underneath her knees, as they kiss and stumbles to their bed.
When Regina is propped on the bed, languid and beautiful, Robin crawls to her.
"Shirt.. off.." Regina murmurs, running her fingers down his chest to his belt. She loosens it. "Now!"
Robin draws back from her, just enough to discard his undershirt. He then starts with the tie at her waist, bringing her across his lap so she is straddling him.
He kisses every single area of skin gently as he exposes it; her shoulders, collarbone, breastbone, sternum. Her fingernails scratch and dig into his neck as her body's quivering in delight.
She pushes him back on the bed so she's in charge, her raven hair cascades to one side on her shoulder. She's absolutely beautiful.
Robin tries to suppress the growl in his throat, but it comes out anyway. He sees Regina laugh at the reaction.
"Oh, rogue.. just can't wait for your queen."
They spend more time on their fantasies, most of the next few days in fact. Only breaking when they are too tired to continue or food is delivered.
They are lying in their bed - tangled up together and enjoying the early hour of the day - when he asks her the most important question of all.
Of course she says yes.
