'Where are you taking me, Swan?' Hook inquired. 'Come on Killian, you'll love it' Emma exclaimed excitedly as she dragged him into one of the dance clubs in New York . 'Here we are!' she said as she looked up to him to see his reaction. Hook clearly look bewildered with all these people dancing together, absolutely drunk with no clue what they're doing. 'Bloody hell!' he shouted over the music that was making his head spin. 'What is this place?!' he asked the woman who had brought him here. 'Its called a dance club' she replied sarcastically 'and we're gonna have some fun tonight ' she added with a wink that left Hook completely in awe. They made their way through the crowd to the bar and Emma ordered two shots leaving Hook surprised; 'I didn't know you do vodka, love' he said with a devilish smirk. 'You don't know half the things I can do' she smirked even wider. Competitive as they were, they competed with each other over vodka shots until they were completely drunk. 'You know, Swan? I do like this place, and this drink' 'and this woman' he said as he stepped closer till they were only inches apart. 'Not so fast, Pirate. First we gotta do some dancing' she said as she dragged him to the dance floor and started moving her body to the flow of the music. Hook just stood there watching with his eyes wide open for a minute but then went up to her and put his hand on her hip and his hook on her waist. Emma felt his touch and leaned against him and started grinding against him receiving a groan from Hook. 'Emma...' he whispered, her name lingering on his lips as he pressed them to her neck that caused goosebumps all over Emma's body. 'Hook...' she said with a moan as he bit and left trails of kisses down her neck. She brought herself back in control and moved against him, circling her hips around his, feeling his hardness which caused her to smile in success. She turned around only to seduce him more but found his pupils already dilated with lust and his hand grabbing at her body in need. She smirked in triumph before attacking his jaw and biting and kissing down his neck causing Hook to groan and pull her impossibly closer. 'Minx!' he hissed as Emma bit at his collarbone. 'Can't handle it?' Emma asked with a sexy grin that made Hook's blood rush but still managed to reply ' Perhaps you're the one who can't handle it.' This was the limit for Emma as she crushed her lips over his, her body burning with desire, pouring all her need in that kiss. Hook moaned against her lips and opened his mouth for her tongue, her tongue explored his mouth, taking in the taste of vodka and rum that he had taken earlier. His intoxicating smell made Emma's brain run wild as she started touching him under his shirt. She gasped against his lips as her hand came in contact with his hard ab muscles and slowly made her way lower down his body. She was only an inch away from his hardened length when he stopped her and looked her straight into the eyes and said 'Jolly Roger. Now.'