Tell Me How You Want It

Based on a prompt from "Shay":

Have this crazy idea where Killian is out with the guys and Emma is in the shower or tub and she is touching herself. Killian forgets something and goes back to the house. Killian knows that Emma loves it when he talks dirty but he barely hears her. Killian hears how filthy Emma's mouth is and he jerks off and she never knows hes there. In the next chapter Killian wants to hear Emma do all the dirty talk while they have sex. please i need this right now.

I'm trying to get through all the requests (i really appreciate feedback, and will try to get to everyone's prompts ASAP) but this one sort of wrote itself. Hope it's up to snuff.

Part 1/2

Disclaimer: I don't own Once Upon a Time. Obviously. But I do want Emma and Hook to get it on.

You'd think that finally having incredible sex on a daily basis would be enough to keep her satisfied, but Emma had found that no matter how many times she was with him, she just couldn't get enough of Killian Jones. It was as if he was her own personal drug, and the more she had him, the more she wanted. So, it didn't really surprise her that she found herself feeling horny and a bit frustrated tonight. Killian was out with David and the dwarves, having a few drinks at Granny's. She had sent him out the door with a smile, but right now she was wishing she'd jumped him first, because it would be hours until he was back and she wanted him now.

Since there was nothing to do but wait, she decided to pamper herself and ran a nice, hot bath. She slipped into the tub, relaxing against the porcelain as she let her mind, and soon enough, her hands, wander.

Killian had barely made the walk to Granny's from the apartment when he realized he'd forgotten to bring along David's car keys- he'd let Emma borrow the truck earlier that day and would need it before work in the morning. He saw Happy nearing the diner and quickly explained the situation, promising to return as soon as possible, and started back for the keys. It would make him a bit late, but they'd be out for several hours so it wouldn't put too much of a damper on the night.

As he slipped into the apartment, he heard a moan of "oh my god yes" echo down the stairs. Eyebrows shooting up, he tiptoed to the part-open bathroom door and peeked inside. Her back was to him as she relaxed in the tub, but there was no mistaking what Emma was doing. He was tempted to strip down right there and join her, but he froze when he heard her speak again.

"Oh fuck, Killian, right there. Mmmmm oh god, yes, fucking do it. That's it. I'm so wet for you. Mmm more, Yeah, god use your tongue. Faster! "

Whoa. Usually he was the one who talked dirty in bed, something she'd always seemed to appreciate, but she wasn't usually so vocal, so uninhibited. It was a whole new side of her - one he definitely wanted to see more of.

She imagined his face between her legs, her slender fingers sliding through her folds and over her clit in a cruel mockery of what she really wanted, but getting the job done just the same. God, he was a man with a talented tongue, and unlike some men seemed to actually enjoy going down on her. She moaned again, not worrying too much about being quiet since there was nobody to hear, and found herself in the mood to tell him exactly how she wanted it. She didn't know how her pirate captain would take to her being so demanding in real life, but for tonight she could imagine pushing his head down and just lying back as he gave her what she needed over and over. "Mmm yeah, just like that, fuck me with your tongue." She thrust one finger against her entrance, imagining him doing just what she'd asked.

Shit. He couldn't leave now. His cock was straining against the confines of his jeans, growing harder as he watched and listened to her. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants quietly, releasing the pressure as he drank in the erotic scene playing out before him.

"Oh god, oh yeah, slow and deep just like that. I'm so soaking wet for you. You love the way I taste don't you? You're always so greedy for me. oh, God, Killian, don't stop. I'm going to be so hot and slick by the time you're inside me."

Bloody hell, she was trying to kill him! His hand went to his cock of its own accord, and he began to stroke himself as he watched her other hand join the first between her thighs, her legs spreading wider as she rubbed her thumb over her clit and sank a finger inside her pussy. From his angle over her shoulder, he could see just how she was touching herself. "Oh yeah, god I love it when you add your hand and I can fuck myself on your fingers. Goddamn you feel soooooo good!"

It had been a while since she'd masturbated, probably since they'd first returned from Neverland and she'd lay awake at night imagining how good he'd feel. But she was beginning to get her rhythm back, and imagining Killian pleasuring her exactly how she wanted was certainly adding fuel to the fire. God, he was amazing in bed. He really didn't need her to encourage his ego any more, but it was true. She was a very lucky woman. She picked up the pace on her clit as she pumped her finger into herself, starting to get close. She let out another long moan, eyes closing and head tipped back in pleasure.

He could hear from her breathing that she was starting to get close, and thank the gods, because so was he, precum leaking from his cock. He knew it was kind of wrong to spy on her during such an intimate moment, but she just looked so wanton and the things coming out of her mouth were almost too much to handle. Who knew his beautiful Swan had such a filthy mouth? He watched her add another finger, moaning louder as she bucked her hips against her hand.

"God, yes, I want you to fuck me. Mmmmm harder, Killian. I want to feel every inch of your cock inside me. Fuck, you're so big! Oh god, yes, yes, make me come!" She got louder as she began to fall apart, her legs shaking as she toppled over the edge. God, her hands felt good but nowhere near as good as Killian felt, nowhere near as satisfying. She felt empty, wishing for the deep ache she felt after he'd fucked her thoroughly. Hoping for more relief, she continued to gently rub at her clit, letting the pleasure build again.

He watched her give herself over to the ecstasy, her mouth open in a delicate "O" as she came, her body flushed with pleasure. Silently, he ducked into the bedroom, his hand stroking his shaft furiously as his hips bucked forward and he listened to her moan his name. Grabbing a fistful of tissues just in time, he tipped his head back and emptied himself over his hand as he listened to her ride out her orgasm. He hoped he'd been quiet enough, but she didn't seem to have noticed him. He crept back into the hall, realizing her hands were still teasing her body, and decided that if he didn't leave NOW there was no way he was getting out of that apartment, his need to crawl between her legs and take her returning as he saw how unsatisfied she was.

He grabbed the keys, slipped out the door, and jogged towards Granny's hoping the guys would attribute his flushed cheeks to the run and not to his racing thoughts of Emma. He could still hear her voice in his head, describing in detail everything she wanted. He couldn't wait to get home to her.

This was going to be a long night.