~Lost puppy~
(Set at any random time)
"What did you call me Swan?"
Emma smirked "A puppy. You do know what they are, right?" Killian sat down in a huff "of corse I know what a puppy is" he muttered. Emma's eyebrow quirked up "something bothering you?" She asked, sitting down next to him. He frowned and looked away, triggering Emma to smile "captain, are you, ignoring me?" She got no answer, but that only gave her a sly idea. She slid a hand behind his back and let it crawl up his spine.
Hook was a pirate. Simple fact he had honnored most of his life. But here Emma was, calling him something so small and weak as a young dog. He knew it was stupid to be in denial, but she had wounded his pride. He didn't even hear her speak to him, he wasn't paying attention. That was, until, he felt her hand begin to crawl up his spine, trailing up to the nape of his neck. He had to bite his tongue to stop his breath hitching. 'Damn you Swan' he thought bitterly. She was too good at figuring him out at the best of times, and he certainly wasnt at his best right now. She was teasing him, trying to him to break, and she was so close to succeeding.
He was tense and close to breaking, but Emma wasn't done. In one smooth movement, she had two hands on his shoulders and had pushed him into his back "you ready to talk Captian?" She laughed. Killian's face was too cute to be mad at. All his handsome features as softened into confusion and annoyance "Swan, I'm flattered, but there's no way you could break me. All the women who've tried ended up the other way around". Emma tilted her head and gave him a knowing look "is that so Captian? We're any of them like me?" Killian narrowed his eyes "because, I, know something they don't"
"And what's that?"
"Your weakness"
"Oh? And what's that" he gave her a devilish smile, and Emma was all too happy to wipe it off of his face. So she did. Killian was used to girls kissing him (he was a pirate) but Emma had a little trick up her sleve. She discovered, quite by accident, that he had a weakness when it comes to his hair. Let's see, to put it plainly, when people played with his hair, it was the most relaxing thing. When they pulled on it, it was kind of... 18 violence. But when Emma touched it, that was another feeling entirely. So, quite by accident, she found this out and now she could put it to use. He kissed well, that was for sure. Pulling him up, Emma felt him kiss back, quite eagerly, and she let her hands go up to the back of his head where she allowed her fingers to trace little, teasing, circles.
'Damn you Swan'. The lass had figure him out and oh boy was he in for it. Her fingers dance through his hair, running across the nape of his neck. "Swan" he breathed. She looked up at him "Captian?" Came the sweet reply. He bit his tongue. 'One day, I'll stop falling for this woman'
But captain, we all know how wrong you are
~Fin~