Emma awoke to the sound of the shower running. The bed next to her was still warm meaning Killian could have only been awake for a few minutes. Emma got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom door, thinking of how wonderful it would be to join him under the warm water. As she was about to open the bathroom door, she heard a soft groan and the unmistakable sound of hand against wet flesh.

Emma removed her hand from the doorknob and stepped back. Emma wasn't sure why he hadn't woken her, she could've taken care of him. The urge to interrupt him was overwhelming. To walk in, join him in the shower, kneel before him, take him in her hands or mouth and wring those sounds from him herself.

The heat was pooling between her legs just thinking about it. For whatever reason, he had chosen to satisfy his own needs, so that was exactly what she would do. She walked over to her dresser and extracted a small box. Unlocking it with her magic, she selected a toy and went back to their bed, discarding her nightgown and panties before she laid in the center of the mattress.

Emma turned the dial on the dildo and tentatively touched it to her clit. She bucked up at the intensity of the feeling, a need for more taking hold. She palmed her breast as she pressed the toy into her, reveling in the vibrations that pulsed through her. Her hand was moving of its own volition, thumb pushing against the dial of the dildo increasing the pulsating of the toy to the maximum speed and pushing the dildo in and out of her throbbing center at a rapid pace. She was so close to falling apart, she didn't hear the door to the bathroom open nor did she see the pirate standing slack-jawed watching her mouth fall open in a silent scream as her orgasm washed over her.

Killian stood at the edge of their bed watching her orgasm fade, her breathing calming as she returned to herself. He hadn't wished to wake her. She'd had such poor sleep in the last few weeks since they had gotten back from the Underworld, he felt guilty at waking her to satisfy his own lust. She must have heard him and been aroused by him taking his own pleasure. Seeing her like this he was already hard again.

"Killian, stop standing there like an idiot and get over here." The words had a harsh edge to them and he knew she must have said something else to him that he'd been to dumbstruck to process.

"As you wish."

He climbed onto the bed and touched his hand to her quim. She was soaked and moaned loudly as three of his fingers slipped inside her. He pumped his hand a few times, she moaned louder.

Emma swatted his hand away and grabbing his cock. "Need you now, damn it!"

He lined himself up and thrust into her. Emma sighed as he stretched her. The dildo had achieved her goal but was nothing compared to the feeling of his thick cock filling her. However he was moving so damn slow it was driving her insane.

"Fuck me, Killian."

Killian didn't want to hurt her, always taking great care not to overwhelm her with his needs. He continued his slow pace.

"Emma..."

Emma was having none of it. "I woke up to find you jerking off in the shower and I was quite put out you didn't ask me to join you. You left me wanting and I demand satisfaction."

Killian almost laughed at her words. Typically those that used the phrase 'I demand satisfaction' had done so because they were challenging him to a duel for some heinous deed. This was a duel of different kind.

"Well as I am a gentleman, let it never be said that I left a lady wanting." He replied with a gentle bowing of his head.

"I don't need the gentleman, I want the pirate!" she hissed, digging her nails into his ass. Emma was getting frustrated with his constant holding back. Like she was made of glass and he was afraid she'd break.

Killian smirked. "Well then, I am fairly certain I once promised when I jabbed you with my sword you'd feel it. Time to make good on that promise."

Killian slid his bad arm under her arse, pulling her closer and lifting her to change their angle at the same time. He tapped his hand against her thigh and she wrapped her legs around his waist. His hand moved to her clit and he pressed his thumb to the bundle of nerves in slow circles as his hips moved faster.

"Harder. Fuck me harder!" Emma cried out, barely able to form the words. The grueling pace he was keeping wasn't one that could last much longer. She grabbed at his arm and pulled him down to her. She had a desperate need to kiss him. She pressed her mouth to his, tongues meeting and fighting for dominance of the other. He broke off and kissed a wet trail along her neck to her ear. He nibbled on her earlobe and let out a low growl.

Killian could feel how close she was, he was almost there himself. Complying with her request, he slammed into her over and over at breakneck speed.

"Come for me, love," he whispered in her ear. It was the last push she needed, her walls clenching him, drawing him over the edge with her. He came hard, not stopping his movements until the spasms of her own orgasm subsided.

Killian collapsed onto the bed, pulling her into his arms as he rolled them to their sides. Emma sighed, feeling utterly relaxed in his arms.

"Whatever the reason you've been holding back, don't. Not anymore. I think we both know I can I handle it." She grinned, popping the t

"Aye, love. That you can. I just didn't want to hurt you or overwhelm you with my desires," Killian said nervously.

"Killian, I understand but if you're doing something I don't like or is too much, I will tell you. If you want to test the limits of that or try something new, tell me. I love you and trust you and I'm pretty adventurous if given the opportunity."

Killian should have known she would feel this way. She was bloody amazing and his match in every way. Killian smiled and met her lips with a gentle kiss.

"So if I have a desire I simply need tell you and you're willing to try?"

"Yeah, you show me your list and I'll show you mine," Emma laughed. She rolled over and pressed her back to his front, fluffing the pillow as she prepared to go back to sleep.

"List? What do you mean list?" Killian was intrigued and concerned at the same time.

"Sleep now, Killian. Talk later," Emma yawned.

"Swan, what the bloody hell is on this list of yours?" Killian asked, brushing her hair out of his face. Her eyes were closed, he could feel her breathing even out as sleep found her. She needed to rest and exhausted post-sex sleep was soundest he could give her. His curiosity would have to wait. And he'd definitely need to set about making a list.