Emma wakes up to the sunlight warming her skin. Her eyes remained closed, even as a grin stretched across her face, almost splitting it in half. She rolled over, facing her pirate sleeping soundly, snoring softly. Her eyes ran over his face, taking in how young he looked, how peaceful her looked without the weight of the world on his shoulders.

She threw her arm and leg around him, pulling herself closer, snuggling into his side as she ran her fingers through his chest hair. She was drawing nonsensical patterns on his chest, etching love letters with her fingers when she felt his stir, rousing from his slumber.

She looked up, grinning as he sleepily rubbed his eyes, blinking against the bright light. She reached up, nipping teasingly at the underside of his jaw. "Mmm, good morning, Captain," she purred.

"Aye, a good one indeed," he agreed, nuzzling into her hair and breathing in her scent. "Last night happened then? It wasn't another one of my vivid dreams?" he questioned, lifting up the covers that hid their naked bodies.

She swatted at his chest playfully. "Another one of your dreams?" she asked, eyebrow raised.

He simply grinned lecherously, waggling his eyebrows. She shook her head, leaning up to kiss him. He immediately jerked, right before her lips met his.

Her eyes softened as she saw his eyes revel his fear. "Killian, we broke the curse," she reminded him softly, leaning on her elbow.

"I know, love. I just-"

She cupped his cheek, holding him in place as she bent down to kiss him, her lips coaxing his to respond softly, lazily. She nipped at his bottom lip lovingly as she pulled away.

His eyes were closed, his whole body tense. She sighed, resting her face at the crook of his neck, placing a gentle kiss at the hollow of his throat.

"Killian, I'm alright," she reassured him, her hand still resting on his cheek, his stubble rough under her palm.

He lightly hummed in reply, slowly opening his eyes. "Are you certain?" he asked, concerned.

"Absolutely," she confirmed. A smirk took over her face as she had an idea. "In fact, why don't I show you?" she smiled coyly, shifting to straddle him.

"Show me?" he asked, his eyebrows pulled together in question.

She leaned down, her lips grazing his ear, her warm breath making him shiver slightly. "Let me show you the stars, Captain," she whispered, her hand reaching down to cup him in her hands.

"Oh?" he rasped, his eyebrows shooting up as she stroked him lightly.

"Yeah," she said, slowly sinking down on him, both of them groaning in unison.

"Mmm, love, you should always show me how…alright you are," he groaned, thrusting up eliciting a soft whimper from her as she rolled her hips against his. "Never stop," he added, pulling her down for a languid kiss, his previous distressed forgotten as the minx above him moaned delightfully.