AN: This one was written and posted on tumblr before the season 4 episode "The Apprentice". Due to work I didn't have time to finish it completely so I split it into two parts, a part I still have yet to write unfortunately. This one gets an M rating.

The Hand

Part One

Killian's nerves grew as they walked the length of the hallway that led to his room at Granny's, her dainty fingers interlocked with that of his right hand as his thumb lightly traces her knuckles, soothing over the growing nerves taking hold over her. His left hand tingled uncomfortably, a confused frown marring his face as he stretched his fingers to ease the unfamiliar feeling.

They stopped at the door to his room and Emma swirled around to face him, her back against the wall. "Killian?" She looked at him with a puzzled expression, her eyebrows knitting together as her free hand reached out toward his.

She barely touched it and his hand quickly jerked away from hers as he felt the feeling beginning to rush up his wrist, that bares the scar from its previously severed state.

"Are you alright?" She asked again with a bit more sincerity in her voice.

Killian pressed his mouth into an easy smile that radiated over his entire face, his cheeks burning to keep up the façade. "Of course love." He answered confidently and without hesitation, his voice dropping into a dark and husky tone as his good hand lightly brushes over her jaw causing her breath to hitch in her throat. He propped himself up against the wall in front of her with his left arm, his lips pursed as he examined her carefully, his head tilting in concentration.

Emma stared at him blankly, her throat dry as she watched his pupils dilate leaving only a small ring of the enchanting blue color of his iris's behind.

The pressure on the arm against the wall increased as his body responded with the hand's will, heat coursing through his veins and making his blood run hot with need. He dropped his eyes to the visible cleavage swelling out from the neckline of her dress and he had to bite back a feral growl of lust. The sight of her heaving bosom made his cock twitch with anticipation in his pants and he licked his lips hungrily. He pulled himself flush against her, his straining member meeting her clothed center as he began to rub himself against her without mercy. His right hand stretched out across the back of her neck, stilling her as a few needy moans left her lips. He rocked against her insistently, feeling the promised heat that lay between her glorious thighs.

She let out a soft whine, his hot breath ghosting over her lips.

"Do you feel that Emma?" He asked, his voice low and demanding against her trembling lips and she moaned. "Do you feel what you do to me?" He continued and she tensed against him as he rolled his hips roughly against hers. He captured her lips in a hungry kiss, his mouth bruising and demanding against hers as his tongue plundering her mouth.

His kiss was different. Gone were the reverent, gracious, and careful kisses he normally supplied her with. His mouth was greedy and desperate against hers. Something that couldn't even be compared with their first stolen kiss in Neverland.

She allowed herself to close her eyes in mind-numbing pleasure, her mouth parting with uncontrollable moans that he greedily devoured.

The sound of her needy moans filled his ears, spurring his movements against her so that she could feel every last hard inch of his need pressed against her. His lips left hers to kiss the corner of her mouth sloppily, trailing kisses from her mouth to her neck before biting down roughly and sucking at the sensitive skin to leave a noticeable mark.

She responded in earnest, tilting her head back and baring her neck to him for better access, her mouth open wide as he branded her as his while her hips rolled against his. She was damn near delirious, absolutely insatiable.

"Killian…" She whimpered, burying her fingers into his scalp as she bucked frantically against him.

The hand that was once holding her neck traveled lower, reaching for the hem of her dress and pushed it up, the pink fabric bunching at her waist as a chill rushed up her exposed thighs.

His head poked out from the juncture of her neck, his nose nuzzling her jawline as he said, "don't worry darling. I'm not one to leave a woman wanting."

"Oh god." She gasped, her eyes beginning to water underneath her closed lids.

Killian carefully slipped the bunched up fabric of her skit into her hand, his hand gripping hers firmly as if telling her to hold on tight and she nodded wordlessly in understanding, swallowing hard as his fingers crept over to where she needed him most. He continued to nibble and suck at her throat, his fingers dancing across her panty clad mound, teasing her. He gave her a crooked smile against her skin, reveling in how wet she was for him, her needy little pants assaulting his ears.

Pushing the fabric back slowly, torturously, his fingers gliding against her hot wet flesh before thrusting two fingers inside her tight wet sheath without warning, the cold metal of his rings a pleasant contrast against the scorching heat between her thighs.

She screamed as he savagely fucked her with his fingers, the feeling so damned delicious it made her toes curl and her vision blur, her fingers tightening in his hair as white hot pleasure invaded her body.

He pumped in and out of her furiously while she bucked her hips madly against every forward thrust of his talented and worshipful fingers. He fucked her at an angle, his fingers punishing, rough and purposeful as he brought her to the brink of orgasm.

Her head thrashed from side to side, the pressure building inside her about to burst as he curled his fingers within her, brushing that spot inside her. "Fuck right there Killian, right there. God! Killian!" The words flowed from her mouth in unintelligible noises as he hit that spot over and over and over again.

Her slick walls clamped down around his fingers, her entire body spasming from the force of her orgasm.

His fingers slowed to a steady languid pace, bringing her down from her high, her mouth parted in ecstasy as wave after wave of incredible pleasure washed over her.

She swore she hadn't come so hard in her entire life and for a moment she allowed herself to let go and give in forgetting all about who she was, who she was with and more importantly where they were.

Her eyes snapped open and she caught him staring at her, a cocky satisfied grin plastered on his handsome face as he retracted his fingers from her scorching depths.

What on earth had gotten into him?

"That was…" She whispered breathlessly against his lips, her heart hammering in her chest.

"Only the beginning Swan." He finished for her, his mouth curving into a promising carnal smile before unlocking the door and pulling her inside.