Okay, this is only a small ficlet (four chapters).

It is based off a prompt I got a while ago ... someone asking me if I could write some Dark!Killian role play smut. I didn't think I could write it but then I had an idea and this is the result.

It is going to be rough sex and there is also some kink thrown into the mix. But the first chapter is pretty harmless. :-)

Chapter 1

"Remember the safe word, love?"

"Albatross."

"But if we are really doing this there will be times where you can't say it."

"We already talked about this. I trust you."

"Okay." He shifted around on his feet, absentmindedly trailing his fingers over his hook. "Still sure you want to do this?"

"Listen!" She stepped closer, cupping his face. "We don't have to do this. I don't want to make you uncomfortable or scared that you can't come back. I know you've never turned your anger towards a woman in that way but I trust you completely. That's why I want to do it. You know it's a fantasy of mine but we don't have to make it reality."

"No, love. You said you want to have sex with the revengeful Captain Hook. I still don't understand exactly why but I can give you whatever you want."

"Okay." Emma replied. "Then do it!"

"Just give me a second."

He swirled around, his whole body stiffened, his hand clenching into a fist but then he suddenly relaxed, his fingers uncurled, his shoulders dropped and when he turned around to her Emma actually stumbled back, the expression on his face completely surprising her but he followed her immediately, a leery grin on his face. "Where are you going, princess?"

Emma bumped into the dresser, cursing silently, rubbing her hand over her thigh. What was she doing? Why was she retreating from him? She wanted this!

But he did look slightly scary as he strolled towards her, backing her against the wall. He pushed his hips forward, letting her feel that he was already aroused, his hook flicking her hair away and then he leaned forward, brushing his lips over her cheek.

"You afraid to have a little fun with the pirate?" He rasped into her ear, his hook scraping along the hem of her shirt until he reached the first button. "Let's see what is under this."

He leaned back, shifting his hips so that she was pinned against the wall more firmly and with a flip of his hook he ripped the first button off her blouse. Stepping back he looked down at the skin he had just revealed, his eyes turning hot with hunger.

"Don't move, love. I don't wanna hurt you."

He pressed his hook against her cheek and trailed it over her lips and down her throat, further down her chest until he could slip it under her shirt again and leaning forward he crushed his lips on hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth, kissing her hungrily before he pulled back suddenly, leaving her breathless, her chest heaving, the metal of his hook pressing against her breastbone, her legs nearly giving out under her as the lust coursed through her in hot flames and she almost didn't realize that his hand fastened around her shirt, the sound of torn fabric snapping her out of her daze and she looked down, seeing his hook pierced through her shirt and a moment later he jerked his hand and hook apart, ripping her shirt open, the buttons scattering over the floor.

"What a sight!"

Her breath quickened as he trailed his hook along the hem of her bra, his mouth turning up into a cocky smile as he slipped his hand under the front clasp, his voice sounded mocking and seductive at the same time, shooting goosebumbps over her skin.

"You wanted me to fuck you, didn't you? You know it's much easier to get your beauties out of this confinement and I don't even need to rip it apart."

He licked his lips, Emma's stomach clenching as she stared at his mouth, wanting to kiss him so badly that her hands began to tremble. But they had an agreement. She would not touch him without his permission and she was not allowed to utter one word and she had the feeling he wouldn't kiss her again, the hard gleam in his eyes telling her that he would torture her with his mouth but he would never actually kiss her. But she couldn't complain. She wanted him like this.

"Lay down!" His harsh voice jerked her out of her jumbled thoughts and she obeyed without hesitation, climbing onto the mattress.

His hand reached for her pants and with sharp movements he opened them, yanking her pants and panties down. His gaze was cool as he looked her up and down as if he was taking in her assets, deciding if he was satisfied with what he was seeing but he didn't say anything, just turned around and opened a drawer, taking out something and throwing it at her. It landed beside her on the bed and she inhaled a sharp breath as she saw her handcuffs lying on the sheets.

"Tie your hands to the bed, sweetheart." She was looking up at him, her mouth going dry as her eyes fell on him. His mouth was curled up into a hard smile, his eyes running up and down her body, his hand was tugged into his belt and he was almost wearing the same expression on his face she had seen when she had asked him if anything happened with Tinkerbell, slightly bored, and when his eyes met hers he just raised an eyebrow, his voice cold as he spoke. "And please fasten them with your hands crossed, darling. I will need to flip you around later."

She scrambled up the bed, feeling the rush rippling through her body as she let one cuff click shut around her wrist before she slipped the chain through the metal posts of her bed and closed the other cuff, her hands crossed like he had demanded.

She was completely naked now while he was still dressed in his usual pirate attire and she felt the wetness pool between her legs when he strolled forward, a cheeky grin on his face as he saw how her nipples tightened under his scorching gaze.

"So you actually enjoy being the one who is tied up." His voice turned lower, more husky as he bend over the bed, his lips brushing over her ear. "You should have said something, love. I would have taken you sooner if I would have known how much you want me."

He sat down beside her, leaning across her body, planting his hand on the other side, a flash of pure hunger crossing his eyes before he bend his head, taking one of her nipples into his mouth. He was attacking the puckered tip, sucking it in and then biting down, a sharp pain rushing through her before he soothed it with his tongue, just to suckle at it viciously again a second later. His fingers tugged at her other nipple, twirling it around until both her nipples were pounding ferociously, every tug, every lick, shooting sparks right between her legs.

"You will think of me when your bra brushes over your sore nipples and you will remember me fucking you until you couldn't take it any longer."