"Hook, you can't jus-"
"Gods, do you ever stop talking?"
"-t go around taking whatever you like-"
"Yes, tell me more, High and Mighty Savior."
"-I get that in your little fairy land no one actually gives a fuck-"
"Careful, love, if your voice goes any higher only mutts will be able to hear you."
"-but here we actually care about brutal murder and breaking and entering-"
Sigh. "You've left me no choice."
"-So really it's your fault that you're stu..." Emma was cut off from her never ending rant by sudden lips claiming her own. Her eyes went unbelievably wide, neck straining as she was reassured that yes, Hook was actually kissing her and seemed to not think it as big a deal as she clearly did. But then his mouth moved against her's, urging her to return the favor and before she could talk herself out of it, her eyes drifted closed, opening up to him.
It wasn't the worst thing she could be doing right now after all.
She ignored how she couldn't think of anything to back up her mental claim and laced her fingers through his silky hair instead.
Emma pulled slightly and was rewarded with the spine chilling noise of Hook's feral growl. His arms that had made it around her waist held her tighter, tilting his head to deepen the kiss even more. He was nothing if not thorough and Emma sent out a thanks to the gods for that. She moaned at the sensations he ignited in her and Hook seemed to go mad at the encouragement, working harder than he'd like to admit to leave this kiss seared into her brain for the rest of eternity. And make sure she remembered that it was he who was to thank for it.
But then he gently bit her lip, fingers ghosting over the soft skin of her hip, and everything came rushing back to her like a bucket full of ice water. Emma pulled back with a gasp, looking at him with huge eyes, already feeling the cheap shame wash over along with a feeling she didn't have time to explore right now.
"What the hell was that?" she yelled after successfully disentangling herself from his iron grip. No pun intended.
"If you need to ask, darling, then I'd wager you'd need another considering how long it must have been," he replied, tongue tracing along his cocky smirk, bottom lip red from where she'd bitten down. Oh god...
"Not happening, buddy." She was still in shock but had enough mind to keep her pride. "That was a one time thing, a mistake. A mistake that you tricked me into and that I should knock you out for."
"Oh come now, Swan." He moved languidly to stand in front of her. She refused to move and show how he affected her. Might be too late for that. "I mean, it could have been better, you were a bit lacking-"
"Excuse me?"
"But it's a lot to ask for you to be up to par with the devilishly handsome Captain Hook."
"Devilishly handsome? How about you get that giant head out of your ass, you overly conceited idiot?"
"But I'd be more than willing to give you some lessons, just a few pointers so you may properly please a gent-"
"Ok, that's it. Get in the cage."