Various prompts from Tumblr - Part 1

First kiss

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"Regina! Are you alright?"

Her head was buzzing, every muscle aching but she could hear him. She just needed a second.

"God damn it, Regina." A hand grabbed for her shoulder and yanked her away from the ground. "Open your eyes."

She groaned, pain racing through her as he jostled her around and she blinked one eye open. "I'm fine. Just stop rattling me around, you idiot."

"Thank God." Robin sighed out relieved. "You are okay."

She had closed her eyes again, so she didn't see him coming but suddenly his mouth was on hers, harsh and brutal, his tongue pressing against her lips and maybe it was because her brain was still fuzzy from the fall or maybe because his mouth felt so good on hers, too good, but she didn't fight it, her hand coming up, her fingers threading through the hair at the nape of his neck and a soft moan slipped over her lips as she opened her mouth, meeting his tongue for a short, passionate kiss.

He released her lips slowly, staring down at her, lying in his lap, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"What was that?" Regina said indignantly, pressing her hands against his chest to push him away but he just held on to her, not letting her move away.

"I assume you can call that a kiss, your majesty."

"I know what a kiss is, Locksley." Regina huffed, rolling her eyes. "But why did you kiss me?"

"Spur of the moment." Robin replied, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly, grinning down at her. "Won't happen again."

He finally let her go and helped her up, yanking her from the ground with more force than necessary and of course she stumbled into his arms, feeling his body pressing against hers, the heat that radiated from it, his eyes twinkled with mischief and his mouth was curled up into this boyish grin and she just couldn't resist.

"Ah, to hell with it." She growled, wrapping her hands around his neck and yanking him forward for another kiss.

Why don't make the most of it?

'I know I'm not the King, but she's the Queen and I love her.' (I changed it a little bit.)

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"Why are you even fighting for her?" The Wicked Witch was standing in front of him, her nails scraping over his naked chest. "She is the Evil Queen. She made your life a living hell."

"Let bygones be bygones." Robin hissed out through clenched teeth, gripping the shackles hanging from the ceiling and pulling himself up to lessen the strain in his shoulders. "My motto, witch. You should try it sometime."

"This isn't your fight, outlaw. This isn't your castle. Why are you here?"

Zelena watched him intently, trying to find the answer in his expression, her eyes suddenly lightening up as she apparently found what she was looking for.

"Ahhh, I see. You know … she will never make you king. You will never be more than a man she can take to bed at night and push out of it in the morning."

"I don't want to be king." Robin huffed, groaning as he had to let go of the shackles again, the pain returning with full force into his shoulders. "And I don't care if she is the Evil Queen. I don't care if this is her castle. I don't care if she pushes me out of her bed every morning as long as she welcomes me back every night."

"You are a fool. She will never love you."

"But I do." Robin said softly, meeting Zelena's gaze. "I love her and nothing you could do to me will ever change that."

"But when I kill you she won't have her bed companion anymore." Zelena grinned maddeningly, raising her hand and Robin closed his eyes, wishing he had told Regina how he felt before it was too late.

He heard a loud bang and his eyes shot open, a green cloud of smoke the only thing left of the Evil Witch and he tilted his head to the door, a smile tugging at his mouth as he saw Regina standing in the doorframe.

"Regina."

She walked briskly towards him and with a wink of her hands the shackles disappeared and he dropped unceremoniously to the ground but she was kneeling beside him in a second, her hands roaming over his body, her voice sounding slightly hysterically as she asked. "You okay? Are you hurt, Robin? Are you okay?"

He lifted his hands with some effort, gripping hers and pulling them against his chest to stop her frantic movements.

"I'm okay, your majesty."

She pulled one hand out of his grip, cupping his cheek, her thumb trailing over his lips.

"Is it true?"

"Is what true?"

"What you said to Zelena? About … about don't caring if …" Her voice trailed off, her gaze dropping to the ground.

"Yes, it's true." He pulled her forward, his lips meeting hers for a gentle kiss before he leaned back to meet her eyes again. "I love you."

"Then you will never ever do something this stupid again. Do you hear me?" She slammed her fist against his chest, tears shimmering in her eyes as she breathed. "Because I love you too, you idiot."

A broad grin split up his face and he hauled her into his arms, planting another kiss on her mouth.

"Your wish is my command, your majesty."

First kiss in Storybrooke after the curse + Word prompt 'Jealousy'

M-rated!

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She would never fling herself at a man like that. It was disgusting. This woman was rubbing herself against him as if she was a hooker. Maybe she was one. She should tell Emma to have an eye on her.

Forcing herself to look away, she tightened her grip around the wine glass in front of her.

Why was she even watching him? She didn't care what he was doing and with whom he was doing whatever he was doing.

She growled, pressing her fingers against her eyes. She didn't know what it was about him. He felt so familiar and she wondered if she had met him during the year they had spent back in the Enchanted Forest.

It was just the small things. Like his scent, a whiff of forest, hitting her every time he was close or the way he tilted his head and grinned, the gesture tugging at something deep inside of her.

But this was ridiculous. She would have never started something with this kind of man. Too cocky for his own good. No, definitely not.

She raised her glass and gulped the last contents down, reaching for her bag and throwing a ten dollar bill on the counter before she turned around and walked towards the exit. She really didn't want to look at him again but it was as if her eyes had a will of their own and her gaze flickered over to him, her heart skipping a beat as she met his eyes, her fingers hovering over the handle as she just stared back, unable to move.

His gaze was heated, full of promises she didn't want him to give. Promises she didn't want at all.

She forced herself to look away and yanked the door open, storming out. But she only got to the sidewalk as she heard the door bell ring behind her, knowing with absolute certainty that it was he who had followed her outside and she quickened her pace, her heels clicking loudly on the pavement.

"Mayor?"

She almost ran around the corner, hoping he would just give up if she ignored him completely. But no such luck.

"Mrs. Mills?"

His fingers tightened around her arm and she swirled around, wanting to hit him with her bag square into his face but he was fast, blocking her attack with his other arm and shoving her backwards until she hit the wall.

She had already a harsh remark on her tongue as she made the mistake to look up and the desire that smoldered deep in his blue eyes made her heart stop for a second as he stepped even closer, his body almost brushing hers.

"Tell me you don't feel what I feel, Regina, and I'll go." His voice was husky, shooting shivers down her spine. "I'll turn around and leave. Tell me you don't feel the fire burning through your veins every time we see each other and I will see that our paths cross as little as possible in the future."

"I can't." She whispered after only hesitating for a few seconds.

"You can't what?"

He shifted, rocking his hips forward and she bit her tongue to keep the moan inside as she felt his solid length pressing against her thigh.

"Tell you that." She gritted out through clenched teeth.

"Why?"

"Because it would be a lie."

He hesitated only a second before his mouth crashed down on hers and he growled, his tongue pushing into her aggressively and she kissed him back with the same ferocity, forgetting that they were in public, that someone could stumble onto them any second.

She could only feel his hands roaming greedily over her body, his scruff rubbing her skin raw as he pressed her hard against the wall, kissing her as if there was no tomorrow.

His fingers dug into her ass, trailing down her thigh, yanking her leg up and wrapping it around his waist, his hips jerking forward, rocking against her core, a whimper almost slipping out of her mouth as he trailed open-mouthed kisses along her jaw and down her neck, his thumb brushing over her already hard nipple and he kept grinding against her with a desperation that set her body on fire, burning her alive.

"Robin, we …"

She buried her fingers in his hair, yanking him away from her neck, both panting as if they just ran a marathon as they stared in each other's eyes but before she could say anything his mouth was back on hers and he yanked her other leg up, forcing her to wrap both her legs tightly around his waist and she wanted to scream out her pleasure as his hard length rocked against her soaking wet core, over and over again.

"God, I need you, Regina." His fingers closed around her nipple through her clothes, tugging at it roughly. "God, I need to fuck you and if you don't stop me I'm gonna take you right here, right now."

She couldn't answer immediately, his rocking hips completely distracting her and she dug her nails into his skin, arching her back and pushing her breast into his hand.

"Fuck, Regina." His mouth shot back down to her neck, sucking in her flesh, marking her, his teeth grazing over her skin as he kissed his way back up her neck until his lips found hers again. "Tell me you are wet for me. Tell me you want me as much as I want you. Tell me."

A groan slipped over her lips as he yanked her shirt down and pushed her bra aside, his mouth closing over her nipple and sucking it hard into his mouth, his tongue flicking over the hard peak, once, twice, before he leaned back.

"Tell me."

"God, Robin." Regina growled, pushing him away, fumbling with her shirt to get her clothes back in order. "I'm fucking burning. Just …" She heaved in another breath, trying to get control over the hot passion sizzling through her veins. "Just let's get out of here."

"Whereto?"

"Robin of Locksley …" She curled her fingers around the collar of his jacket, throwing him a wicked grin, her eyes glinting with mischief. "The Evil Queen is going to take you into bed now." She trailed her nails along his neck, brushing her fingers over his lips, grinning smugly as he trembled under her caress. "And you are better gonna satisfy me to the fullest, otherwise I might turn you into a monkey."

"I will give my best."