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Emma paced nervously in the Captain's Quarters. She had something to tell Killian that she had never told anyone in her life, not even Neal. Killian walked in the room, his leather reflecting some of the light from the moon. He wasn't aware of her presence until he turned around and saw her standing a few feet away from him.
"Christ! Swan! What are you doing here?" He knew what she was doing here. For the past few months, they had been on a wild sex spree. They couldn't get enough of each other. They never wanted their streak to end. They were almost on day 72 of sex at least once a day. And finally, Emma was ready to admit something.
"I... came to tell you something." The worried look on her face caused Killian to drop all the groceries in his hand and run to her.
"What's wrong? You can tell me anything, Swan." She looked at the ground. He used his fingers to draw his face back up to hers.
"I have a confession to make." Killian's mind instantly went to the worst situations possible. She was dying, she wanted to break up with him, she was cheating on him...
"What is it?" Her face grew red.
"I have a certain... fetish." She looked up to him to see a confused face, "Do you know what a fetish is?" He shook his head and she laughed. His innocence offered her a bit of confidence to finish this.
"A fetish... hmmm. Something that provokes arousal..." She grew even more red.
"Oh." That was all he said, "So, you're my fetish?" Emma laughed.
"No, I mean, I guess I could be. But, it's more of something that anyone can have a fetish of. And mine..." She ran her hands down his leather coat seductively, "is leather." He raised his eyebrow. Emma pulled her hands off him and stepped back shamefully. Killian laughed.
"You must've had a hard time keeping off me on the beanstalk." He walked towards Emma and pulled her into a deep kiss. She was so relieved that he didn't think she was a freak.
"You don't find me less attractive?" She pulled back breathlessly from the passionate kiss.
"I just found out that my favorite thing on earth gets aroused by my third favorite thing on earth." Emma knit her eyebrows in confusion.
"What's your second favorite thing?" He gave her a grin.
"Why your boy of course." Emma made a disgusted look on her face.
"Okay so your favorite thing makes you aroused, and your third favorite thing makes me aroused, and then Henry is between the two. Oh that is just gross. But just-" He crushed his lips against hers, eager to stop her rationalism. She slid her hands all over his jacket on the back and the front and then reached down to the lower places of his leather... particularly the front of his pants. He moaned against her mouth when her hand glazed over his stiffening cock. He went to take his jacket off, but paused.
"Do you want me to leave the jacket on?" She shook her head.
"No, I'm already aroused enough... If that's even possible." His tongue slid down her neck and she ripped off her jacket, followed by his. She was gasping and moaning the whole time. His fingers hooked into her pants and he drew them down her long and perfect legs. He pushed her against the wall and she hooked her leg around his waist, wanting friction in the right place. She could feel herself become wetter and wetter as he groaned and moaned against her. She couldn't take her shirt off fast enough. Once she was only in her bra, he used his hook to slowly unclasp it from behind her back. With the cool metal against her, she exhaled deeply as her nipples stiffened, she blamed it on the cold. Killian brought his tongue down against her and licked her nipple and around it, slowly running his teeth over it next. With his hook, he traced circles around her other nipple which left Emma slowly rocking her hips against his. She jumped up and hooked her other leg around him, which left her completely in his arms. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. Emma could feel the wanting in his pants against her stomach which led her to moan into him. He put her on the bed and straddled her waist, his pants still on. Emma reached up to undo them, but he stopped her. She grinned as she knew where this was going. Killian slid down the bed until his head was level with her thighs. He slowly placed kisses up her thigh until he got to her clit. Emma's back arched under him and she gasped and grabbed the sheets, trying to find leverage anywhere she could. Her hands found his hair and she ran her fingers through the locks repeatedly. His tongue moistened her already wet cunt as she moaned and bucked into his mouth. Her stomach was a tight coil that was about to snap as she was coming.
"Killian! Yes! Oh, fuck!" He loved when she was so verbal during their sex. Sometimes it was in a closet within a span of five minutes, others it was at night when they could take their time with each other. Emma screamed when he inserted his finger into her. He grinned.
"Like that, love? Just... like... that." With his prolonged annunciation, he added two more fingers and Emma gasped and moaned.
"So... fucking... good." She panted as Killian could feel her start to tighten around him.
"Come for me, Ems." Just at the use of that nickname, he felt her walls flutter around him and she moaned the loudest of this session yet. Just her sounds were enough to get Killian climbing to his climax, but it order for him to come he had to have Emma around his length. As Emma came down, Killian pulled his pants off and went to pull down his boxers, but Emma stopped him.
"Let me?" He grinned and removed his hands, giving Emma the power. She smirked and palmed him through his boxers. He groaned and Emma inhaled. She loved the sounds he made during sex.
"Bloody minx." Emma laughed, a purr-like sound. She stood up and walked behind Killian, pushing him onto the bed. He landed on his back and Emma straddled him, running her hands through his chest hair that she loved so much. When she reached his boxers, she slid down him and pulled them down his legs slowly and seductively. He groaned once more, causing Emma to shudder in pleasure. Tonight he would get a special treat... Emma drew her fingers up his leg, walking them until she reached his sack, taking him into her hand. He pushed his hips into the bed moaning. His eyes were closed so he didn't see Emma lean forward and take him into her mouth. He had to try his hardest to not buck into her mouth. She put her hands on the places that her mouth wouldn't reach as she tongued his length. He finally gave up and bucked into her mouth, but Emma only sucked harder. He groaned, feeling himself climbing and climbing. Maybe he was wrong; maybe he could come like this. He reached for something to hold and found Emma's hair, messy and already sex-ruffled; the way he liked it. She giggled and he could feel it on him which made him groan even more. He knew Emma liked his sounds, every time he made a sound she went harder and harder. Soon she was pumping her hands up and down him and sucking, he was going to come. Emma pulled back just as the last minute and licked him once more before crawling back up him, her hands dragging along. She reached for his nightstand and opened the top drawer, grabbing a condom.
"You're a bloody wonder, you know that." He sounded out of breath and Emma loved that.
"Yeah, I know." She laughed and kissed him, opening the package and rolling the condom onto his length. With the friction, Killian bucked and moaned. She started kissing him once she was done. He innocently ran his hands down her body, but when they got to her hips he tightened them and flipped her, so she was under him. She gasped from surprise, but Killian shut her up with a crushing kiss. She could feel his cock hardened and pressing against her thigh so she spread her legs. He groaned and teased her entrance with his tip.
"Killian, please. Just fuck me already." He couldn't deny her requests when she talked like that, so he pushed into her, bottoming out at the first thrust. Emma's hands clawed at his back as she made sounds of complete and utter pleasure. He pulled out halfway and shoved back in. He could feel her heat around him and he was so close to coming.
"Come with me, darling." She moaned as he pinched her clit to try and make her climax with him. He knew she was close again due to her jagged breaths. He thrust once more, causing him to fill the condom with his cum. He kept thrusting, more sharp now. Emma groaned as she came right after him. He fell down onto her, both of them gasping to catch their breaths. He was still inside her. Emma's hands went to his hair and she curled it in her fingers. He finally pulled out of her and rolled off. She missed his feeling already.
"I will never get sick of this." Emma's head was on Killian's chest, her hands running through his hair.
"Never. I love you, Killian."
"I love you too, Ems." Emma purred at the nickname. He never used the nickname outside of sex, and it just made it all the more pleasing.
Emma grinned; 73 days and counting.