After tonight's episode "White Out" I couldn't resist writing a short little one shot. The subtle CS in that episode just got to me... I don't know how we're going to survive this season guys.

He had been so worried, Emma could see it in his eyes when she got out of the ice cave. He'd held onto her like if he let go she'd never get back to him. Her heart skipped when he'd asked her is she was okay. His words were filled with more than concern but with desperation to make sure she would survive, like it was his responsibility. With her in his arms she'll always be okay.

"You need me to get another blanket love?" Hook asks tightening his grip around her. They both sit on the couch, her body leaning against his as she uses his chest as a pillow.

"I'm fine Killian." She laughs. Once everyone had gone to bed Killian insisted he stay to make sure Emma was alright. She'd told him to go back to Granny's but he wouldn't have it, so Emma settled for cuddling on the couch while watching Netflix. "I'm completely defrosted." She jokes.

"By the feel of your fingers on my stomach love, I'd beg to differ." Killian had taken off his pirate jacket and vest leaving him in a loose black button down shirt. Emma hadn't noticed but her fingers had found their way up the hem and were making small circles against his skin. She could feel the outline of ab's under the palm of her hand. How could she have gotten so lucky.

"Oh really." Emma turns up her head to give him a mischievous look. She flattens her hand completely on his stomach causing him to give a small intake of breath at the cold.

"You'll pay for that one love." He grunts grabbing her hand from under his shirt and bringing it to his lips. He blows out a hot breath warming her hand from in icy state. Emma didn't want to admit it but she still was quite cold. Everyone had been fussing over her she just wanted to give them a break.

Emma hums at the warmth on her hand as Killian gives another breath. As she sits to face him she brings one leg beneath her as the other hangs of the side of the couch. She holds her other hand out to him.

"You like that?" He asks raising his eyebrow.

"Mhm." Emma nods, she really does like it. His lips anywhere on her body sends heat coursing through her.

Killian smiles and lets go of the hand he's currently holding. As he releases it he reaches for her other. He kisses her fingers, she shivers. When he notices he pulls her over his lap so one leg is on either side of him. He lets out a hot breath. She sighs as the warmth spreads through her palm and up her arm. Their eyes stay locked. Killian lets go of her hand to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. Emma lets out another shiver. Killian notices again and brings a blanket that had fallen off her shoulders back over them so it drapes over her and falls around both of them.

"You almost died today." He whispers as he looks her in the eye. That worried expression comes back as his hand traces up and down her thigh.

"But I didn't." She gives a small smile as her hands feel through the fabric of his shirt covering his chest.

"Thank god for that, because I don't know what I would do if I lost you Emma." She can see all the pain he went through today pouring back into him.

"You wont'." She assures him and he gives her a small smile. Emma brings her hand to his cheek feeling stubble under her fingers. She brings her lips closer to his while keeping eye contact. She needs to show him she won't ever go away. His eyes close as their lips meet, hers do the same. The kiss is slow and passionate. Emma leans her body forwards against his as his hand finds its way to her hip. She can feel the cool metal of his hook pressed against her shirt.

"Swan." He breaths separating their lips to look into her eyes, he's searching for something. He lets out a huff of air as if to give up and presses into her. He reaches his hand to tangle itself in her golden hair. Emma feels his teeth nip on her bottom lip as the kiss becomes more desperate.

"Slow down Captain, if we keep going at this rate I don't think my parents upstairs will be to happy." Emma laughs as she pulls away from him, she still straddles his waist.

"I suppose you're right."

Emma places herself in the position they started in and makes a conscious effort to keep her hands away from the hem of his shirt. She clears her throat and tries to focus on the program they'd been watching. There will be plenty of time for that later, she reminds herself.

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