Disclaimer : I own nothing! All rights belong to their rightful owners . The characters aren´t mine either.
A.N: Please before you leave a nasty review , read the A.N at the end of this story!
Thanks to : My dearest friend for giving me this idea . Was about time that he changes his style wasn´t it?
~Velvet Dreams~
"You sure this fits me?" His voice was nothing more than a whisper as he pointed a questioning look at the other man in his room. When his eyes found their way back to the mirror he frowned.
"I think it's a bit tight, could be bigger... at least around my waist." He wanted to get rid of the garb and throw it as far away as possible but soft hands stopped him from doing so. "
It's perfect, you're perfect... It's... it's - you look stunningly beautiful." His breath was hot on his skin, the words making him shiver lightly. A gulp formed in his throat when those hands touched the silken fabric of the dress, and fingers slowly brushed over the muscular tights underneath it.
"You're just saying that to get me undressed again, Mister!" The brunette man in the dress snickered, grabbing the hands of his lover before they could reach his more private parts. He brought the hands to his lips and placed warm kisses all over the rough palms.
"Sounds like a fair deal to me. A compliment in return for sex, but you forget that my father is the one who makes deals with everyone else," Neal said while his hands got free of the other man's grip and he cautiously cupped the bearded chin of the man in front of him.
"I told you a long time ago that you should get rid of this stinking leather coat of yours. This red dress suits you much better and if you don't want to wear it in public then please just wear it for me." Brown eyes were looking pleadingly at him now and before Hook could respond he found himself being kissed by his old friend, then rival, and now (as of late) lover.
Neal's lips were soft and warm, not cold and wet like he had expected. The feeling reminded him too much of Mila but it didn't hurt anymore. Nevertheless, he tried to forget the fact that he was actually dating the son of his old love. He knew it was wrong but what could he do when it felt so damn good? When Neal's tongue begged to enter his mouth he didn't hesitate and when it was over he wished that he would remember this moment for all eternity.
"I know that you're not the same man anymore, you're not a pirate. You don't need to prove anything to me. Keep the dress on will you?" Hook could hear that there was a needing in Neal's voice that he couldn't explain but he nodded.
"Only under the condition that you'll do that awesome thing with your tongue again." The smile he earned for that answer made his heart jump and he couldn't suppress the laugh that was building up in his chest.
When he found himself lying underneath Neal's hot body, the dress being the only thing that separated them from a night of joyful pleasure, he could only ask himself one thing: Why hadn't he decided to wear a dress weeks ago?
TBC?!
A.N: I wish I could blame this on too much alcohol but NOPE -.- Please I have a request to anyone who decided to read this : DON`T FEEL OFFENDED! It´s a joke! Don´t take it too serious! It´s a silly idea that came up after my friend and I talked about Hook needing to change his clothes so please go ahead and kill me but don´t feel offended after reading it . It´s also not meant to offend gay couples . I would never do that! I´m tired of all this Swanfire , Captain Swan discussions so I thought: Why don´t you leave out Emma and give the boys a chance? It´s weird but I like the idea of Captain Fire although I dedicated myself to Swanfire ;)