'Because everyone I've ever been with is dead!' I yell. Killian looks startled, clearly wanting me to go on. 'Neal, Graham, even Walsh. I can't... I can't loose you too', I say. I try to hide my fears but ever since we met, Killian can read me like nobody can. His face relaxes a little and a small smile that is so Killian appears on his lips.
'Well, love, you don't have to worry about me', he says before his face turns serious again, 'if there's one thing I'm good at... it's surviving.' I don't know what it is about him that makes me believe whatever he says but I do. I believe him.
We stare into eachothers eyes before he closes the distance between us and kisses me. Immediatly I respond. I feel his hand go under my jacket and his hook is on my hip. I feel his toungue on my bottom lip and grand him access. Slowly our toungues meet and dance around each other. The kiss is filled with love and comfort. So much so that I feel a couple of tears sliding down my cheeks. Killian obviously feels them because when he pulls back he gathers me in his arms immediatly.
'Don't be ashamed to share your feelings with me, love. I'll always listen', he whispers. All I can do is nod against his neck.
'Killian?' I whisper against his neck. He pulls me out of his embrace carefully.
'Yes, love?' He says as he wipes the tears away. I duck my head a little.
'Make love to me', the request comes in a whisper so soft I hardly hear it. Killian raises my chin with his hook and kisses me deeply.
'Come with me, love', he says. We walk back to Granny's but go around back. Without being in a hurry we make our way to his room.
He comes close to me when he locks the door. Ever so slowly he kisses me. Full of passion and without any hurry. We kiss for a long time before he begins to unbotton my shirt. Before he removes it he looks at me.
'Are you sure?' He asks. I kiss him with a little more urgency to show him my answer. We take our time undressing each other and getting to know every part of each other. It feels like forever before we finally fall onto the bed together.
For hours we get to know every inch of exposed skin of each other. And I've never felt more at ease during sex. For the very first time, it doesn't hurt. For the first time I feel like the most important person in the world. And Killian does that to me.
After a really long time we're both coming down from our orgasms. It never felt this good. We're both trying to catch our breaths when he pulls out of me slowly and lays down beside me. Immediatly gathering me in his arms.
'Thank you', I whisper without thinking. Who thanks someone after sex?
'What for, love?' He asks as he strokes my cheek.
'Showing me what making love is.' I look up at him with teary eyes. He smiles and kisses me on my forehead before pulling me close.
'Get some sleep, Emma.' I press my lips against his chest and close my eyes. Almost instantly falling asleep.
