i've got you tina

“I saw that. You just checked me out.” established oq Thank you (:

She hadn’t even realised she’d been staring until he turned around and caught her, a smug grin plastered upon his face as he teased “I saw that,” when her eyes quickly dropped to the fingers she had tangled on the surface of the counter, cheeks burning even without the need for it. She knows the planes of his naked form better than her own and they’re certainly not shy, either of them. But still. “You were checking me out,” it’s not an accusation, not really and she can’t help but allow her lips to curve with his tone. He sounds almost flattered as he continues on his way to her.

She’s bent at the waist, elbows propping her up and they’d been talking about nothing but sweet domesticity when he’d leant down to check on the chicken in the oven, offering up the most delicious of views that she hadn’t been able to resist. “So what if I was?” she teases back with a shrug as she looks at him through thick lashes, her mouth pulling up into a wry smirk on one side. “What exactly are you going to do about it?”

His hands reach for her hips the instant he’s in close range and she straightens out, reeling her into him and relishing in the giggle that falls freely from her lips as he alternates in bending one arm and straightening the other, effectively rocking her from side to side. She gasps though when he pulls her flush against him, her palms automatically rising to lay upon his chest as he knocked his nose against her own gently. “There are many things I could do to you Regina Locksley,” his lips brushed against hers as they parted in sweet anticipation and her eyes fell to his mouth, “want to find out what they are?”

Her throat bobbed as she swallowed heavily, releasing a shuddered breath that had him groaning quietly. “Mhmm,” she hummed, her eyes beginning to close as his head tilted to-

“Are you guys being gross again?”

They pulled apart (though Robin did not release her completely from his grip) as they turned to find Henry standing in the doorway, face scrunched in disgust that had them both laughing softly.

Robin dropped a kiss to Regina’s lips (chaste for Henry’s sake though he still tutted) and a smack to her denim covered bottom for good measure before turning and telling Henry “it’s not my fault Henry,” to which Regina scoffed as she moved to sit at the countertop, “your mother just can’t seem to keep her eyes off of my goodies.”