Tumblr Prompt:Regina wears a VERY short skirt/dress and Robin can't stop looking at her (can be set any time).

Set sometime after Regina defeats Zelena and Marian's return.

Rated T to Mish

The styles of this world were quite wonderful.

Robin had made this decision the day he'd made out with her outside of Emma's room at Granny's. Gone were the styles of their old world with the large skirts and corsets (although he couldn't say that he minded the plunging necklines she'd worn in their world. The ones that had often driven him to distraction every time he was near her. The ones that nearly always made him forget what he was talking about and often made him seem a blithering idiot which never ceased to make her smirk.) But the styles of this world…they showed the gentle curves of her body and, there was still the cleavage, which was fantastic and now that they were seeing each other, he didn't feel like such a fool for enjoying the view she offered him, but this…today…He was pretty sure she was trying to kill him.

She'd spent the night before with her son, which was completely understandable. He'd just remembered her and Robin figured that it would be at least a few days before she would be ready to part ways with her child again.

But she called him this morning. Henry had wished to go with his other mother to see his fathers grave sight, so Regina had some free time on her hands.

Some free time she wanted to spend with him.

She'd told him she needed to meet with the Charming's that morning. After everything had gone down with Zelena they wanted to discuss security and the best way to insure everyone was kept safe, so he'd agreed to meet her at Granny's and now he was here…and so was she, cooing to Snow's new baby who they had yet to name.

And she was bending over slightly…in a skirt that showed quite a bit of leg…

So much leg.

And damn if she didn't have the sexiest pair of legs he'd ever seen. He imagined what it might be like to run his hands along those legs, to kneel in front of her and push that skirt the rest of the way up her thighs. To take that glorious ass in his hands and lean his head in to taste…

"You look at her ass much longer Locksley you're going to embarrass yourself in the middle of my diner." Granny said loudly enough to have Regina turning and he felt his face flush.

Shit.

But then there was that sly grin as if she'd known exactly what this skirt would do to him when she'd put it on that morning and David had a knowing smirk on his face, then Snow's giggle.

He cleared his throat and stepped towards her. "Well it is a fantastic ass." He commented

And now she was blushing a bit, but she didn't shy away when he laid his hand lightly on the small of her back.

"David was just suggesting that perhaps we should take shifts in watching Zelena until we can figure out a more permanent solution." she told him.

"Anything I can do to help." Robin told them.

She was smiling at him now. "I spoke with her yesterday, but I thought perhaps I might try again today. Perhaps take some things of our mother's."

"I think that's a great idea." he told her smiling.

"Perhaps you would like to walk to my vault with me?" She asked him.

"I…yes, I would love to." He said.

She nodded and turned to say her goodbyes to the Charming's and once again leaned over the baby and cooed to him a bit more before muttering name him for god sake to Snow then turned to leave.

Once out of the diner Robin took her hand into his as they walked. She seemed so much lighter then she had since he'd known her. Of course in the Enchanted Forest she had been mourning her son and here, she'd been attempting to keep everyone alive and safe from her sister so now that it was all over and everything was calm he was finally able to see her fully relaxed.

And what a sight she was.

When they arrived at her vault he couldn't help but allow his eyes to wander down to her beautiful legs again. The knee high fuck me boots, and that skirt that showed just enough to make him want to see the rest…not that there hasn't been any point in time he hasn't wanted to see the rest of Regina.

He was a red blooded man after all, and she was quite possibly the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen.

He had to take a breath as he walked down the stairs behind her and swallowed once they were in the vault…alone…together.

"So this is where you keep your secrets." He teased and she turned to look at him.

"They're hardly secrets anymore now that I'm allowing you to tromp around down here." She said back.

He looked around him. "It's bigger then one would think."

She smiled. "Would you like to see the rest?"

He told her he would and she began to lead him through the many corridors she had there. They walked through the hearts room which was mostly silent since she had made it her secret mission in the Enchanted Forest to return the hearts she had taken (but not so secret from him as he'd seen her sneaking through the castle late one night while he was on watch although he'd said nothing). The last room she opened up for him was very much in the style of a castle and had many of her dresses set around the room.

"Ah, the Queen's wardrobe room." He commented with a smirk.

"There were some dresses that were just to fabulous to get rid of." She told him.

He walked over to one and fingered the sleeve. "I remember this one quite well."

She smirked at him and took a step closer. "I remember you having a very difficult time looking at my eyes when I wore it."

"I remember you wearing it every time you wished to drive me to distraction so you could get your way." He told her.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." She smirked up at him.

"Of course not." He brought his hands to her waist. "Although I must tell you, I very much enjoy your wardrobe of this world. This that you're wearing today is particularly nice."

"Hmm." she slid her arms around his neck. "Are you a leg man Mr. Locksley?"

"When it's you? I think it's safe to say I love absolutely every part of you." He told her.

She gave a low chuckle. "Ah, but you have yet to see every part of me." She pressed herself against him and grinned when she felt he was hard against her hip.

"That's something I'm very much hoping to rectify soon" he leaned in and took her mouth in a hard kiss. She gave a low moan and threaded her fingers into his hair pulling him deeper. She wrapped one of those glorious legs around his and his hand moved to the hem on her skirt. He gripped her thigh and turned her to rest against the table. She leaned back as he began to feast on her neck and his hand moved ever higher, hoping to grip that firm and perfect ass he'd been admiring earlier. He enjoyed every inch of her soft skin against his palm and when he finally reached her round bottom her found bare skin there. He moved it a bit farther and felt a small swatch of fabric.

"Fuck Regina, what the hell are you wearing under this?!" He wanted to know.

"Mmm" She hummed in her throat as she moved her lips back to his kissing him deeply before taking his bottom lip between her teeth. "It's called a thong."

"This world is amazing." he decided as he kneaded her ass with his hand. She pulled him down to bite at his earlobe and he was very near ripping her clothes off when he opened his eyes and spotted one of her dresses. It was dark and it's embellishments spoke nothing of the woman he knew…the woman he was now ravishing and he remembered one of their first real conversations. One they'd had by the fire the night she'd come to him and kissed him for the first time.

And she'd spoken of how she'd learned to put up walls as Queen. She'd told him how her mother had forced her to marry the king and no, she hadn't gone into detail, but he could read between the lines.

And he'd promised himself then that he would woo her. He'd promised himself that he would take his time with her and make her feel special.

Because she certainly was special and she deserved a man who would take his time with her and love her the way she deserved to be loved. She deserved to have a man focus solely on her and so no…he wouldn't take her on this table like a horny teenager who can't control himself when he looks at an incredible set of legs.

When she began to tug on his shirt he took her hand into his.

"Wait." He whispered.

She pulled back and looked at him confused. "What is it."

He shook his head. "We can't…not like this."

She shook her head. "Robin if you're worried about me getting pregnant you don't have to…"

He silenced her with a kiss. "That's not what I'm worried about."

She swallowed and insecurity began to flood her eyes. "Then what is it? Do you not want to?"

"Oh, I think it's quite clear that I want to" He laughed. "And I'm probably the biggest idiot on the planet, but I want our first time to be special Regina. I want to show you…I want you to…" He shook his head unable to find the right words.

Regina shook her head and put her hand to his face. "Robin, I don't need all of that."

"You may not need it, but I want to give it to you. You deserve it." He told her.

"I want you." She told him.

He groaned. "And I you…I just…I don't want to take you on a table…" He paused. "Well I do want to take you on a table." He amended. "But now this first time, I want to take my time." he ran his hand along her thigh under her skirt. "I want to get to know every inch of you."

She swallowed at that. "Oh." No one had ever made this request of her. No one had ever cared enough.

"How about you give me an hour." he told her and she looked at him with a question in her eye. "Give me an hour to set some things up" He leaned in and placed a kiss to her jaw. "To romance you a bit." Then to the corner of her mouth. "And then we'll pick up somewhere around here." He placed another kiss to her lips and she let out a little whimper as he kissed her deeply.

He pulled back to see her eyes clouded with lust. "An hour?" She asked.

He smiled down at her. "An hour."

She shook her head, off balance and ridiculously touched that he wanted to do something special for her. She pulled him back to her and kissed him again. "Ok, I'll give you an hour, but that's all your getting, because I'm quite sure that I will not be able to wait a moment longer then that to have your hands on me."

He moaned again and pulled back before he lost his resolve. "Meet me at your office."

"In an hour?" She questioned.

"In an hour."