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Emma and Killian belong together. I have evidence:

So far Emma has held a knife to Hook's neck, had him tied to a tree, and left him for the Ogres to eat. I say left because she would have walked away if Killian hadn't called her back.

*points to the words above* These facts all point to a perfectly healthy relationship. *psychotic fangirl smile and nods*

It is hot. Literally, the night has got to be over 100 degrees, at least.

It is sweaty. Sweat is a byproduct of exercise in hot weather.

It is dirty. Also literally; wrestling on the ground tends to bring one to a state of uncleanliness.

Both have lost their shirts. Emma has lost her shorts, shoes, and bra. Killian wasn't wearing shoes to begin with. Next time Emma will not play strip-poker before sex.

She lost her right to be on top as well.

Killian has claimed Emma's neck and is in the process of leaving searing, open-mouth, kisses along her shoulders. The human mouth is just over 98 degrees, so how Killian's kisses can burn her already blazing hot skin, Emma doesn't know. It is a wonder neither has fainted from heat exhaustion.

More often than not, the kisses turn to bites. Emma responds to this attack, by waging one of her own on Killian's hair. Her fingers intertwine with it, her nails brushing Killian's scalp. Killian bites her, Emma pulls his hair. The biting has gone up since Emma starting hair pulling.

Their pelvises could not be pressed more firmly together if duct tape was involved. Despite that, the structures are moving at a ferocious rate. If one could breed by humping alone, Emma and Killian would be catching up with rabbits.

"Did you bring it?" Emma asked.

Killian is now kissing his way down her stomach. Those kisses are slow, and gentle. That triggers a response in Emma that turns her bones and muscles to gel.

"Indeed."

From the pocket of his jeans, Killian produces a square, plastic package. He sits back on his haunches, holding the condom between two fingers. Emma admires the way his jeans hug his hips. "How exactly do I put this on?"

I wrote this one the fly, and wanted to post it immediately. I will be sending it to my Beta, and making whatever changes she suggests. But if you see a grammar mistake, kindly tell me.

Review! Please! Good? Bad? I need to know these things people. I think I wrote this in future tense. The tenses confuse me, so if anyone wants to clear that up for me, it would be much appreciated.