As promised here is he first one shot of my Neverland One Shot series! There will be some angst, lots of fluff and most importantly smut! Hope you enjoy!

"No, David, you read the note. It said come alone, I'm not risking their lives any further by not following his instructions," Emma reasoned with her father. "I've got this. You guys just keep focusing on Henry."

"Why is he even doing this? What could he possibly want with them? What is he doing, creating his own island version of the bachelorette featuring the one and only savior and her two school girl crushes?" Regina snarked crossing her arms. Everyone scowled in her direction.

"Seriously, Regina not now," Snow pleaded rolling her eyes while stepping forward, completing the circle in the center of their camp.

"I shouldn't be gone more than an hour or so. Pan wants us to shift our focus away from Henry. Don't give him that. Keep searching for him, I'll be back soon, hopefully with two more members of our team," Emma added before taking off into the forest, following the map Pan provided. Whatever he wanted, whatever game he was about to play, she was gonna be ready. Even though Emma had mentally prepared for the rescue mission she was still physically exhausted. Every fiber of her being ached. Even though they had been in Neverland for two weeks now, Emma was far from used to the terrain and constant stress that came with living on the island. The only thing that had been occupying her mind was Henry, up until last night when the jack ass flying man child kidnapped the other two men in her life. Why does this always happen to her? Would she ever get a break? She pondered the mess that was her life as she peered through some branches. There hanging before her was her first love, Neal and the man who had volunteered his heart, ship and services all to save her son. Killian and Bae were hanging in wooden crates several feet in the air. They looked rough. Sleep weighed heavy on their eyelids as they both leaned against the bamboo bars. She couldn't help but worry about them. Did they sleep at all? Have they eaten? Had anything to drink in the last twelve hours? She swore if there was one scratch on either of their heads she would end this evil piece of shit. Speaking of that crazy man child, he was nowhere to be found. Surely he wouldn't leave his hostages unattended like this.

"Took you long enough, Savior," Pan smiled deviously just feet behind her. Emma jumped slightly when she heard his prepubescent voice cut through the humid air. He circled around her with his arms crossed, slowly inching towards her. Emma's presence must have awakened Killian who was sleeping in the cage.

"Emma! Get out of here! Don't listen to him. Save your boy, take the Jolly and go home!" Hook shouted quickly from his pen. His yelling stirred Neal while Pan let out a devish cackle.

"Emma!" Neal hollered grasping tightly to the wooden bars.

"Let them go!" She demanded firmly. She was surprised when Pan didn't say anything. His motives were not always apparent but what he wanted in the moment was almost always clear. "What do you want, Pan?"

"Choose one," He so simply state, his beady little eyes staring into her very soul.

"Choose one what?" She implored her arms bulging through her shirt as she crossed them again. Pan shifted his eyes from her to his two prisoners. He stared, watching her mind work as his words finally clicked. Pan wanted her to choose Neal or Hook.

"Choose one? I'm not gonna choose one, you sick twisted son of a bitch! What are you going to do kill the other?!" Emma yelled at Pan now standing just yards away from her. Her heart was breaking. She caught a glimpse of Killian through the bars. There was something in his eyes that she couldn't identify. It was worry with a hint love, and that scared her. Neal on the other hand just looked scared.

"Oh, please have a little faith, Emma. I'm not that devious," He chuckled inching towards them. "Choose the one you love and I'll let them go."

"Who says I love either of them?" She remarked, lifting a single eyebrow.

"Well I know that's not true. It has to be Neal, right? He was your first love, the father of your child, not the pirate who pines for you hell set on revenge. But then again, you kissed him and not your baby daddy, right?" The 300 hundred year old teenager taunted looking for a reaction. Emma sighed hard now understanding Pan's plan. He always had his reasons and she was starting to figure out that this time was no different. He wanted to create a wedge and it was working. A fire set in Neal's eyes, shaking the bars.

"You kissed him? After telling me you wished I was dead?! How could you do this to me? To us? To Henry?!" Neal screamed at her.

"Don't speak to her that way!" Killian defended, snapping at him.

"Don't bring Henry into this!" She pleaded, still standing strong.

"Stay out of this pirate this is family matters!" Bae snarked rudely, quickly turning his head in disgust.

"Hey, he doesn't have to be here! He's risking his life for our son!" Emma reminded him.

"Oh please, Emma he's not risking his life for Henry, he is risking his life for you!"

"And that supposed to make him look bad? He's willing to die for me and our son, you wouldn't even go to jail for me! He's done more for me in two weeks then you have your whole life so stop acting all heroic," She yelled.

"Come on, Emma can't you see what everyone else can see? He's just trying to get into your pants! He's a pirate!" Neal barked gesturing towards Hook.

"Bae, please. Can't you see what he's trying to do? He's just trying to pit us against one another to distract us from Henry. Let's stay focused on what matters," Killian pleaded with him.

"Don't tell me what's important!" Neal rudely replied.

"Tick tock, Savior. Admit the one you love. Fail to do so and I'll kill them both," Pan smiled.

"God, you disgusting piece of shit I'm not thinking about my love life I'm here for Henry!"

"Oh come on Emma don't pretend you haven't been drooling over him whenever this forest gets just a little too hot. I see everything. Even you seem to get a little too hot and bothered when Hook strips down to just his leather pants. I don't remember you having that reaction to Baelfire," Pan stirred the pot looking for a reaction.

"Emma don't listen to him just go! Go find your boy and leave!" Hook tried to convince her.

"Killian!" Emma shouted loudly at the top of her voice. So loud that she was sure her family on the other side of the island could have heard her. Hook lifted an eyebrow in confusion while Pan smirked.

"Love?" He questioned timidly.

"I chose, Killian," Emma finished, her gaze still locked with the one handed man whose jaw was currently dropped to the ground. And like clock work both the wooden cages flew open and Pan disappear completely without a trace.

The walk back to camp was completely silent. Not a single word was spoken between them but you could feel the uncomfortable tension in the air. When her family asked she just made up some bull shit story about having to pass a test to get them back. Which wasn't all a lie. She just had no desire to go into to detail about what had just transpired between the three of them. Her parents seemed to buy the story which was nice but Regina on the other hand didn't seem to believe her, but she seemed too tired to pick a fight.

"Shit, I think we are almost out of firewood. Neal would you mind going out a getting some?" The Prince asked from across the steadily dying fire while cooking a few fish they had caught earlier.

"Sure, no problem," He replied, grunting a little as he stood up.

"Actually, take Hook with you. No one should be alone in these woods. Especially now that it's getting dark," He added completely oblivious to the awkward glances and his mortified daughter.

"No worries, mate. Back in a jiff," Killian smiled at Emma and she tried to hide the grin she flashed back. Neal watched her blush as they both disappeared into the forest. They uncomfortably walked side by side until Killian broke the silence.

"Look, mate, about what happened today I don't want things to be awkward between us. I know you and Emma have a lot of history and I," Hook began but was quickly cut off by Neal.

"Why would it be awkward?" Neal questioned picking up some wood from the ground.

"Well because of what Emma said today. The answer to the Pan's proposition," Killian answered.

"Wait you don't know?" He asked as a matter of fact.

"Know what?" Hook worried.

"Emma didn't tell you?" Neal finished with a small yet satisfied smile.

"No I guess not."

"Look, Killian Emma only said what she said to throw Pan off and get inside his head," He told.

"What are you talking about, Bae?" Killian cocked his head to the side.

"Emma and I have actually rekindled our old flame so to speak. Ever since you all rescued me from Echo Caves we've kind of picked up where we left off. Neither one of us have been able to keep our hands off of one another since," Neal smiled watching Hook's face drop.

"Oh, I'm sorry I just thought… I guess I don't know what I thought. But I'm happy for you guys. It will be nice for Henry to have his parents together when we find him. You all deserve to be happy, to be a family," He gave a fake smile before clearing his throat.

"Thanks, man I appreciate it," Neal smirked before bending down to pick up the last piece of firewood.

"We should get back. They are probably almost out of wood." Killian's heart went from overwhelming with joy to crushed in a million pieces in just a matter of seconds. He was foolish to think that a woman like Emma actually had any real interest in him. Of course it was all a ploy to distract that little demon. After all she was the bloody Savior and he was just a no good pirate. When they returned with arms full of wood she could see the misery in his face. She kept trying to get him to make eye contact across the fire but had no such luck. Moments later he complained of fatigue from the stressful day and mopped to his tent before he could even eat dinner. Emma wondered what could have changed so drastically in the twenty minutes he was gone?

That night Emma barley got an hour of sleep which she was used to, but tonight it was for a different reason. Usually she tossed and turned worrying about her son, but now both Henry and Killian flooded her mind. What could have Neal said to him to make him so cold and distant? She practically admitted that she had feelings for him and he hasn't even said a word! Emma had tried to summon the courage for the last few hours but just never felt like it was the right time. Maybe it will all be fine tomorrow she thought.

CS

"David and I are going to head West to hunt. Regina, Rumple, and Neal head East to gather supplies. We are gonna need everything we can get for our mission tomorrow. Emma and Killian stay here and break down camp. We leave at dusk. Hopefully by the time we get back Tink will have held up her end of the bargain and we can get Henry and get off this damn island," Snow ordered. Emma hoped that this alone time between them would give them a chance to talk without the watchful eyes of her family. Everyone broke away heading in different direction as Killian walked over to one of the tents. His eyes never left the ground as he began to break apart the makeshift shelter. Why hasn't he said anything or initiated any sort of contact? She went round and round trying to come up with a killer conversation starter or anything that would get him to open up. After a couple minutes she finally found the courage to make the first move.

"You know, when we get back home there's a place on 14th and Main that has the best lobster on the eastern seaboard. Maybe we could go there sometime?" Emma mentioned, trying desperately to get anything out of him. He looked so empty and lost. It shattered her very soul seeing him this way. Was it something she said yesterday? Or something she did? Killian dropped what he was doing and slowly walked over to her. The anticipation nearly killed her as he strode across the camp.

"Don't patronize me, love. I know when this is all over you're going to go back to Neal and I don't blame you. He's the father of your son, your first love. You don't have to sugarcoat it. You owe me nothing. You don't have to let me down easy. I'm sure once you get back home you'll be thankful to have me out of your hair," Hook muttered, finally looking her in the eyes.

"Killian, what…," She tried to interject.

"It's okay, Swan. A pirate is not necessarily the best role model for a 12 year old boy. I understand, you don't have to explain yourself or your choices to me or to anyone," He sighed, the sadness weighing heavy on his heart. Emma leaned in close covering his lips with hers. It was nothing like their first kiss. This one wasn't rushed or lost in passion. It was slow and tender. The feel of his lips on hers and the smooth texture of his leather collar was intoxicating. She could feel his love for her on his lips as she slid his fingers through his hair resting on the nape of his neck. Her heart soared, but as soon as the kiss deepend Hook pulled away.

"I would rather never have your heart, then have to share it with another man," Killian uttered against her lips. She was so confused. What more could she do to show this man how she truly felt about him?

"Killian, I chose you," Emma smiled up at him her hands still on his muscular chest. She could physically see some of the stress and worry melt from his face but confusion still was present in his eyes.

"But I thought… Neal said you two rekindled your old flame. He said you've been together since we rescued him in the Echo Caves," Hook admitted.

"What? That son of a bitch! That's why you've been acting so distant lately? But when Pan asked who I would choose I said you!" She fumed, so angry at the lies that Neal had spread.

"He convinced me that you only picked me to throw off Pan," Killian finished staring at the ground.

Oh, Killian I'm so sorry. What a fucking prick! I can't believe he said that to you!" Emma ranted. As soon as Neal got back to camp she was gonna let him have it.

"So you didn't sleep with him? He implored, not sure if he was going to like the answer.

"Sleep with him? Killian, the last time Neal and I had sex was when I was 17 years old. Nothing, absolutely nothing has been going on between Neal and I, nor will there ever," She reassured him while she comfortingly caressed him arms as Killian sighed a breath of relief.

"I'm sorry you were put through that. I would never play with your heart like that. Come here," Emma apologized, pulling him in close. Her arms reached around his neck as she felt his hook and hand slid across her low back. After all this time he was finally holding her. His Swan was in his arms where she belonged. And it only took nearly three centuries to get there! Hook could feel her begin to pull back. But Emma's hand stayed firmly on the back of his neck, dragging him into another kiss. They both melted into the other and felt their hearts beat as one. He buried his hand in her golden tresses, anchoring himself to her curly locks.

"Ever since our first kiss all I could think about was doing that again," Hook mumbled between pecks. He let his hand wonder from the smooth skin of her back to the top of her ass as he smiled against her lips.

"Then let's not waste anymore time," She smiled, nipping at his bottom lip. Emma set a fire in him like no woman before could. She was everything he wanted and more. She was strong, kind, passionate, loyal. And she wanted him. From the first moment he set his eyes on her he knew that she was the one. Emma made him want to be more than just a pirate. She made him want to be a better man. Like maybe he still could be redeemed after decades of villainous activities. Her hands traveled from the back of his neck down to his muscular pecs. His coarse chest hair was peeking out from his leather vest as she smoothed her hands over the curls. Emma moved to push his jacket off his shoulders and listened to it fall to the ground. Her hands then dropped to to his laces sitting in the front of his leather pants. She pressed herself against him and immediately felt what her ministrations were doing to him. Without warning Killian pulled away. She looked into his eyes with worry, wondering if she said or did something wrong.

"Emma, love, I made myself a promise that if I ever got the chance to touch you think this I would do it right," Hook confessed smoothing his thumb over the apple of her cheek. "You Emma Swan deserve everything. A bed, dinner, candle light, and proper courting. Not fucking in a hot humid forest surrounded by bugs and lost boys. I want to give you everything. You deserve everything," Killian vowed as she smiled up at him through her long thick lashes. She chewed her bottom lip as she listened to all the sweet things he had to say. Emma knew that under that hard leather exterior he was just a big soft romantic. Even though he had a past, Killian treated her better than any man she had ever been with. He made her feel safe and cared for and defended her at all cost. That's why it was crazy to her that he couldn't see how truly wonderful he was.

"How about you let me decide what I deserve because to me what I deserve is standing In front of me. Did you ever stop and think that you're enough, Killian Jones? Were you ever told that? There will be so much time for dinner and beds and dates later. Right now I just want you," Emma promised, locking her eyes with his. Making sure he knew every word was true. With gusto Hook attacked her lips. Their tongues dueled for dominance as he pressed her up against a nearby tree. Emma's hands went right back to his laces, frantically undoing his trousers. Killian moaned into her mouth when he felt her small soft hand grasp his length.

Feverishly she moved her hand up and down his shaft, up and down, up and down, driving him crazy with want.

"Emma, love, you have to stop," Killian growled into the crook of her neck. Hook kissed down the column of her throat leading down to the tops of her bosoms. He traced his hook and hand to the seam of her tank top before dragging it up her long torso. It soon joined his leather jacket a few feet away from them as they went back to their passionate makeout. Then without warning he dropped to his knees in front of her. At first she didn't understand where it was headed but as soon as Killian began unbuttoning her jeans she started to connect the dots.

"Killian, you don't have to," Emma pleaded with the dark haired scoundrel kneeling before her. She wasn't used to people offering something like this. And usually she never asked, it being such an intimate act. But she had a feeling about Killian and thought maybe she should try something new.

"Shhh," He cut her off smiling up at her as he kissed down her stomach. Killian slowly leg by leg peeled her jeans off so she was just left in her bra and panties. He could smell her feminine scent just inches away from him. Her panties were dripping, practically soaked with her arousal and it was driving Killian mad with need.

"Fuck, Emma, you're intoxicating," He moaned nipping at insides of her thighs. She let out a little giggle between her labored breaths.

"That's not quite the reaction I was hoping for. Did I do something wrong?" Hook cocked his head to the side.

"God no, I'm just ticklish. Your beard is… Fuck!" Emma moaned. She was cut off by the feeling Killian's mouth on her lace covered folds. Even though the sensation was muted it still felt absolutely amazing. Emma knew she was in for the ride of a lifetime. Using his teeth and hook he dragged her black panties down her legs. She could feel his breath inches away from center as he guided her left leg over his shoulder. He pressed the flat of his tongue to her already soaking folds, licking a long stripe up to the bundle of nerves between her legs, before sucking her clit into his mouth. Emma loved the way she could feel his teeth scrape over the sensitive skin while she arched her back against the rough bark of the tree. He moaned into her satin core. The vibrations sent shivers all throughout her body. She had never felt so used and yet so satisfied, and she hadn't even come yet. She threaded her fingers through his dark locks keeping him exactly where she needed him. Emma could feel her climax quickly approaching. Never had any man gotten her there that fast. Greedily he lapped at her sweet essence, gorging himself on her as if it were his last meal while he drew lazy circles over her clit. Her first release slammed into her without warning.

"Killian!" She cried as she came down from her high. Hook kissed back up her body stopping back at her lips. Emma could taste herself on his tongue. Usually something like that would repulse her but for some reason it just fueled the fire deep in her belly. She reached for his laces once again, ripping them without a care. Soon the rest of their clothes joined the pile just feet from them. Without pause Killian lifted her up, pinning her against the tree. Emma locked her legs just over the small of his back. She could feel every ripple of his muscles as he tangled his fingers in her golden tresses. He dug his hook into the bark just above her head for leverage as she kissed his well defined jawline. He looked into her gorgeous green eyes almost as if he was asking for permission.

"Emma, love, are you sure?" Hook checked with love in his eyes. His gaze scared her. It was so honest and sincere. She wasn't used to such raw emotions. Her first instinct was to run but her heart made her stay. She wasn't gonna let herself ruin another moment between them.

"Yes. Killian Jones, Captain Hook, I want you," She smiled. That was all the permission he needed. His arm wrapped around her while pressing his weight against her, igniting a kiss that mimicked the first one they'd recently shared. Emma's pulse pounded erratically as her mouth followed his in a pattern she hoped she wouldn't forget. The world around them melted away as he slid effortlessly into her welcoming heat. Their moans danced and mingled with each other just under the tree line. He set a punishing pace as they toed the line between fucking and making love. Her hands clawed anxiously at his biceps as he thrusted deeper into her. She knew the scratches on her back would be difficult to explain but she couldn't bring herself to care.

"I'll never grow tired of this, your skin, your smell, your moan," He growled into her ear. She could hear the strain in his voice. Emma knew they both had to be close. He fucked her with abandon until she saw stars. And with one final thrust she found her realse that sent shivers down her spine. Hook wasn't far behind, spilling his seed into her as his hips began to still. Neither of them moved for several moments. They just stared into each other's eyes until they caught their breaths.

"I guess Pan was right about one thing," Emma buried her head smiling in the crook of his neck.

"And what was that?" Killian asked nervously.

"You do look damn good in those leather pants."

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