A One Time Thing
A little CS drabble, set after 4x22.
Ever since she'd become the Dark One, Killian had felt tested. His beautiful Emma, dark smirks and innuendos now, was a temptress that was trying to make him lose control. She was pushing his boundaries to see how long until he'd snap.
And Gods above, did he want to snap and take her when she was shamelessly flirting and throwing herself at him. But that was not an option. Not until his Swan was back to her old self. Their first time together would happen when both would be in their right minds. And not because the Dark curse was clouding her judgment.
Currently, he found himself in another such predicament. The annoying dwarf, Grumpy, had interrupted a moment between them. And Emma hadn't felt particularly inclined to be merciful or understanding. It was all he could do to stop her from doing something regrettable.
"Please," she'd scoffed incredulously, "you can't tell me you actually like the dwarf! He's done nothing but interrupt us since the beginning."
"Aye. But trust me, lass, this is not something you want to do." Keeping his eyes locked with hers, he slowly turned his head towards the dwarf. "Leave, now."
Emma said nothing as Grumpy scrambled for safety, but followed his movements until he vanished from sight.
"Thank you."
"Hmm…", she smirked. "Perhaps gratitude is in order now."
She was up to something. That twinkle in her eyes was there only when she felt particularly mischievous. When she'd thought of a new way to tease him.
He gulped hard. "That's what the thank you was for, lass. What more do you want me to say?"
But just as the words left his mouth, he realized he had played right into her game. The smirk grew even more predatory.
"Is that what the dwarf's life is worth to you?"
His eyes widened as realization suddenly dawned. Gods, she was shamelessly using the memory of their first kiss to get him to kiss her. And by the Gods did he want to kiss her until that bloody mischievous smirk was wiped off her face.
"Please. You know it's the Dark One talking, darling. "
"Ugh! You're too self-righteous, pirate." She was exasperated with him now.
Just as she was about to whirl around and disappear, he caught her by the arm and turned her around. Wrapping his arms tightly around her, Killian pressed a kiss to the crown of her head.
"Soon, Emma. I promise. We'll find a solution soon enough."
She didn't say anything or give any indication she'd heard him. "Don't for one second think I don't want to kiss you, love."
She stiffened in his arms and in the next second she was gone in a puff of purple smoke.
He was unable to hold back a sigh. "Oh, Emma… Soon, lass."
Killian Jones didn't make empty promises. And this promise was one he had every intention of seeing through. He had never let her down and he didn't intend to start now.
What do you guys think? Should I continue? If you want to read about something in particular, let me know and I'll try and write it.
