Because You Want Me
A Hook/Emma Fanfic
"Swan?"
Their front door is closed with an enthusiastic slam and his boots take the stairs two at a time. His heel slides on the landing and she hears a gentle thud...likely his hip meeting the wall in an effort to stabilize himself.
She catches his muffled curse and has to bite her lip to keep from laughing. Someone is excited.
A few clumsy steps and he rights himself, reaching the top with no other difficulties. Within moments he's standing in front of her, gulping in air like a drowning man.
A saucy smirk is fixed on his lips, despite his panting breaths. One eyebrow is raised. His hook reaches to brush a tendril of hair from her cheek. The metal is feather-light against her flushed skin. His eyes are darkened with desire...and she is sure her's are the same.
"I got your message love," he purrs, his accent thickening. His palm reaches for the cellphone at his pocket and when he brings it upward for her inspection, she sees her words glowing back at her.
I want you.
And in a move they are both familiar with, she crashes his lips into hers.
Killian's leather creaks slightly as she tugs at the labels, showing the same boldness of their first kiss in Neverland. He reciprocates by trailing his fingers up to cradle her neck and she shivers. A soft moan. A gasped breath. He matches her want and passion gladly and she immediately craves more.
They dance this way for several moments before the need for air drives them to part. Standing, foreheads touching, hands interlocked, they attempt to catch their breath.
"Well, Captain," Emma whispers. She kisses the shell of his ear, relishing in the growl it produces. "It is true."
Ushering her husband a few more steps forward, she mimics a situation from both their memories. She mimics his brogue. "I make no apologies. I deserve your full and prompt attention."
"That you do love," he echoes.
And the phone and his jacket fall to the floor.