A/N: here it is, the first chapter – thanks for your feedback so far / please tell me what you think about this chapter / I tried to create more paragraphs for easier reading – I'll try to update once a week – there are 12 chapters and an epilogue planned (each chapter about 2000-3000 words)
disclaimer: I don't own any character of OUAT; only the plot is mine.
"Watch it, mate." The young commander and one of Killians former pirates looked at each other dangerously. From the first moment the men met, there was this tension, this hatred and rivalry. The pirates clearly hated it to be put together with formal navy officers.
Although most of the pirates itself had been in the navy before; but this was centuries ago. Now they were pirates, through and through.
"What you wanna do, pirate?" Killians crew member growled dangerously and whipped out a knife. The other man laughed and shook his head. "Like I said, just a filthy pirate." That was too much for the man. He swooped down the naval officer and pointed his knife at his throat. "Say it again and I'll kill you." The officer gasped, his eyes blew wide. All activities on board had stopped, everyone was watching, but nobody moved.
"What on earth is going on?", Killians voice was reverently. "I don't tolerate such a behaviour on board of my ship. Get off each other." He stepped closer and pulled the men up. He looked at them and then at all the others around. "Bloody hell, you are one crew now. We are sailing as one crew under one flag for one kingdom under one command. Mine." His voice was full of authority.
He was tired of the situation. They didn't even left the harbor yet. "I cannot allow any revolts. We will sail together for one year. Each of you is an important crew member. I don't allow talking about filthy pirates or about arrogant navy officers – we are all even. Who has a problem with sailing under a formal pirate or with pirates or naval officers is allowed to leave. Now! Whoever stays has to obey."
He looked around. No one moved. He knew that there was a tension between each groups, but he could not accept that. "Listen! This journey won't be an easy task. Maybe some of you won't return. But you are all sailors, the best, I've been told. And I accept nothing less. Give your best, do the tasks you were hired for and nothing more." The men looked at each other.
Emma shivered. She always knew that Killian was a great captain but seeing him talking to his men with this authority was something else. She didn't want to be seen as she did not want to interrupt him. She decided to stay hidden until he was finished. From where she was standing, she was able to observe the deck. It was easy to say who was naval and who was pirate. All pirates weren't used to wear uniforms. Their sleeves were rolled up, their jackets not closed or just partially. Non of them wore hats but each of them a scarf. Their skin was dark, tanned by the sun and the hours at sea. The naval men however wore their uniforms commendable.
Killian was also wearing a naval uniform although also pirate style. Emma tilted her head and smiled. She really missed the leather on him, but she was sure he had brought his vests and his cloak with him. Suddenly the ship rocked and Emma yelped. Killian turned as several others. Emma blushed.
She cleared her throat and stepped on board. Suddenly a young officer ran to her and offered her his hand for support. She ignored it and walked by, towards Killian. She earned some approving chuckles of the pirates. The officer looked at her irritated. "Men, I hope you know, who this lovely lady is", Killian smiled and took her hand. "This is Crown Princess Emma of Misthaven. She will be with us on our mission."
Emma blushed again. She still wasn't accustomed to be introduced, especially not from Killian. She smiled at him. "It's important to treat her like a lady. She is our most valuable treasure on board." He smiled at her, she could see right into his heart and was about to melt into his bright blue eyes. "And hands off, she is my lady. Is that clear?!" He demonstrative put an arm around her waist and placed a kiss on her temple. "Back to your duties. We want to put out on sea first thing in the morning."
"Hello, love", he turned and faced her. His voice was low now. Emma smiled and kissed him. "I love you." Killian was surprised by her reaction but he didn't complain. "Shall I show you around?" "Killian, I've been on the Jolly several times." "Sure, but never with 25 men on board. You need to know where you are allowed to go and where it's better to keep out. I don't want you to get lost on board." Emma trembled. She never thought about being the only woman on board.
She nodded and accepted the tour. Killian started on deck. He tried not to overwhelm her, so he kept his explanations as simple as possible. Under deck he showed her the crew quarters, the quarters of the first and second mate. He showed her the cargo space, the space for supplies, the galley and the captains cabin.
"So, love, what do you say?" He held her tight. His hand and hook on her waist. "Impressive I would say." She smirked. "Is that so?", he asked and pulled her closer. "Mhm", she murmured, fixating on his lips. "This will be your home for the next year." "Mhm", she answered, not paying much attention. Killian smiled. "I love you, Emma." "Mhm", she answered, the next moment she crushed her lips into his. She finally was where she wanted to be. By his side. Forgotten were all thoughts about staying, about not coming with him. She loved him and the thought of being separated for another year scared her. More than anything else.
The kiss got more and more intense. "Swan, we shouldn't...", Killian started but she showed no mercy. She deepened the kiss, her hands were exploring his body. "Emma", Killian managed to say, but she wasn't listening. She pushed him on the cot and climbed on top of him. She slowly started to unbutton his uniform when suddenly the door flung open.
"Captain!", Smee shouted. When he saw Emma and Killian he blushed. He took off his hat and started to murmur something. Emma paused and looked at Killian. "I tried to tell you", he simply said and pushed her off him gently. "Mr Smee", he said, his voice full of authority, "how can I help you?" "Captain", Smee started, looking at him and at Emma, "Ma'am", he blushed again. "Mr. Smee!" The first mate cleared his throat. "Captain, the king wants to see you. Both of you." Killian and Emma looked at each other smiling. "Well, than we shouldn't let David wait any longer. Thank you Mr Smee." The man nodded and left the cabin. Killian got up and took her hand. "Shall we, darling?" Emma smiled and nodded.
"Killian, you know how important this mission is?", David looked at him sternly. Killian nodded. "Good, but there is one thing I haven't told you recently." Now Killian got curious. David and he sat together for nearly three hours talking about the mission, finalizing the route and going over every little detail. Especially relating to Emma. And now, David told him that there was even more about the mission?! "So, your majesty, what is it, you haven't told me?" He loved teasing his mate. "Well, Killian, you proved that you love Emma and that you are there for her no matter what. You know she will be our heir some day and if she wants or not, she has to start acting like a Crown Princess." "I doubt she will reign some day. You and Snow are nearly her age and healthy. You will rule over this kingdom for many many years." David smiled knowingly. "True, but nevertheless she is who she is. And because of that I don't want you just to port in other kingdoms, you also have to visit other royals on your journey." Killian raised an eyebrow. "She won't like that." "She knows everyone and they know her. It won't be a big deal." "But that was back in Storybrooke where she was no princess. She just was Emma then, the Saviour." "So?" Killian sighed. He knew arguing with David about this was pointless. "And there is another thing..." David looked at Killian nervously.
"You whaaaaaaat? NO WAY!", Emma was furious. David stood in front of her, his ears dark red, his expression more than frightened. Snow and Killian stood nearby watching the scene in amusement. As Snow predicted, Killian was not willing to tell Emma the news, so David now stood in front of her doing it himself. "Densworth will just be there to support and guide you in any royal affairs. You represent our kingdom, Emma. I know you are not familiar with all the rules and processes. And for that you have your personal uhm... assistant."
Emma panted with rage. She never thought that the mission would also be her introduction as Crown Princess of Misthaven. She just wanted to be with Killian, wanted to spend time with him and enjoy some time off. But now everything has changed. She searched for Killian when Snow White stepped into her personal space. "Emma, David is right. You'll need some assistance." She put a hand on her forearm. "I know you can handle yourself, you are the Saviour, you are strong and a courageous woman and you have Killian by your side. But as your mother and queen I tell you to listen to us. Just this once." Emma opened her mouth to protest, but the look her mother gave her, let her change her mind and she closed it again. She sighed. "Fine." Snow smiled and kissed her daughter on her forehead. "Thank you, Emma." Now David stepped closer and hugged his women. "We love you Emma. And we will miss you. Have fun on your journey." "I will, dad. I'll try to send you many letters."
Killian watched them. He stayed at the background, to give them some personal time together. He will have plenty of time with Emma the next year. "Shall we look for Henry?", Snow broke the hug and looked at her and David. Both nodded.
Finally the moment was here. It was time to say good bye to Henry. The ship would leave early in the morning, so Emma and Killian decided to sleep on the Jolly Roger. Killian knew Emma wasn't a morning person, so it was easier for her (and him) to be on the ship.
"I'm gonna miss u, mum." Emma held him close. "I'm gonna miss you too, kid." Henry and Emma had spent the last couple of hours together before David wanted to talk to her and Henry had one of his riding lessons with Regina. Now Snow White, David and Neal, Henry, Regina, Killian and Emma sat together in the backyard.
Emma was so happy and proud of Henry. He had told her everything he wanted to do and what David, Regina and Snow have offered him to do the next months. Henry clearly won't have time to miss her. "Have fun, but be careful, yeah?!" she smiled, fighting back the tears. Killian noticed it and stepped closer.
"Hey, lad. When we come back I'll definitely need to test you sword fighting skills." Henry looked at him challenging. "Maybe then I can teach you something", he said smiling. "We will see", Killian tousled his hair. He would miss him too but neither he nor Henry was going to say anything.
"Killian!", he turned and was nearly knocked over by Belle. She smiled at him. "I have something for you." She gave him a book. He read the title and smiled back at her. "Thank you, love." "I know you maybe won't have time to read", she blushed and looked at Emma and back again to Killian. She wiped away her tears and stepped back. Regina cleared her throat. Emma turned and faced her. "You should train your magic, Emma. I wrote down some tutorials for you. Practice!" Emma smiled. "I will miss you too, Regina. Watch our boy." Regina nodded and hugged her. "Of course I will."
Emma sighed. Killian took her hand and squeezed it. "Shall we, love?" She nodded and looked at everyone one last time.
"You all right, love?", Killian locked the hatch and climbed down the ladder again. She watched him, but he could tell she was miles away. "I'm sorry", she said honestly and looked down at her hands. She was sitting on the cod, her hands in her lap. He went to her, the whole bed dipped when he sat down next to her. "Tell me what's bothering you, love."
"It's harder than I thought", she started, still looking at her hands. Killian nodded understandingly. She looked at him. "I'm stupid, ain't I? I have the chance to sail away with the love of my life, to experience adventures, to see the world. And what I am doing? Crying because of a small goodbye." "You and I know it's more than just a small goodbye, love. It's your family we are talking about, your home." She squeezed his hand. "You are my home", she leaned closer and kissed him. He always knew how to comfort her, even without many words. He was her anchor, her tower of strength. He knew her even better than she did. She loved him and she didn't even want to think about being separated again.
"Come here", she said and pulled him closer. She kissed him again, this time more passionately, more intense. She kneeled beside him and started to unbutton his uniform. He was still wearing his uniform; she was only wearing her night gown and knickers. She tried to adapt herself to this realm. The cloths, the behaviour, even the language. But it was hard. Harder than she imagined back in Storybrooke, before she made her decision. There were so many things nobody told her, things the others were accustomed with.
She tried to forget everything around her, she only wanted to concentrate on this moment. Killian put his hook around her waist, his hand was cupping her cheek. They slightly changed the angle of their heads so they could deepen the kiss. Killian broke the kiss and placed a wet trail of kisses down her jaw and her exposed neck. He opened the ribbon of her gown, while Emma pushed down his shirt. "I love seeing you in cloths of this realm", he whispered in between his kisses. "Really?", Emma asked in surprise. "Yes, but I love seeing you naked more", he answered and pushed down her knickers. They landed on a pile of cloths next to their bed, her gown and his trousers followed them.
He looked at her, still following an invisible path down her body. He smoothed her skin with his hand and hook, he knew how much she liked his hook. Normally he took it off, but now he wanted to give her his full attention with every part of him she desired so much.
He sucked a nipple into his mouth, she groaned. His tongue and teeth caressed her stiff nipple, while his hand squeezed and twirled the other one. Emma loved his touch. He knew exactly what she wanted, knew exactly what she needed. While he was pampering her, her hands slid down and grabbed his cock. He hissed at the contact. Emma slowly stroked him. Killian released her nipple and switched to the other one. Emma's eyes rolled back, enjoying the pleasure he gave her. Killian traced her form with his hook. Her breasts, her flat stomach, down between her tights. She released his member and slowly sank back into the pillows. Killian smiled and followed her.
He released her nipple and followed the path of his hook with his tongue. Emma shivered. Goosebumps appeared on her body, enjoying the sensation of his tongue. Her legs fell open, giving him better access to her core. "So beautiful," he mumbled. His hook encircled her folds, teasing her but not giving her what she wanted. Emma whimpered in anticipation. She needed him, she wanted him. So badly. He suddenly replaced his hook with his tongue. Sliding through her folds, licking, sucking and nibbling her hot flesh. Suddenly an unexpected orgasm washed over her, triggered by the sensations of Killian's talented mouth. He placed a kiss on her swollen clit and looked at her.
Emma pulled his lips to hers, she could taste herself on him. A new desire building in her belly. "Feeling better now?", he asked grinning. "Slightly", she replied smirking. She pulled him down into another kiss. His body covered hers. Her hands roamed over his bare back, down to his firm ass. She loved every inch of him. He was more than handsome, strong and perfect in her eyes. Some - like himself - would say that his lost hand was an imperfection, but for Emma his hook was a part of him, like his other hand. Every scar, the big ones and the even the tiny ones were telling a story of his life. Stories Emma wanted to discover one by one. One day her handsome pirate wouldn't be a mystery anymore. There was so much she still didn't know about him, but she knew he was willing to share every part of his life with her, even the most painful.
"I need you, inside me, now", Emma suddenly said and looked into his bright blue eyes. He didn't need to be told twice. In one swift thrust he entered her, stretching her deliciously. Emma moaned, closing her eyes. He was perfect. They were perfect. She loved having him buried deep inside her as much as she knew he loved being buried deep inside her. Enveloped by her tight, hot, wet walls. He slowly started to rock his hips. His thrusts got deeper and faster. Both of them panted, Emma felt another orgasm building inside her.
"Come for me, Emma", Killian said, trying to hold himself back a bit longer. She couldn't do anything than obey. Another orgasm hit her within seconds. Her screams echoed from the walls. Her walls tightened around his cock, triggering his own release. He grunted and spilled himself deep into her.
He rolled off her onto his side, not wanting to crush her. Both of them panting heavily. Emma snuggled closer. "I love you", she whispered, half asleep already. He smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead. "Sleep well, princess." Without cleaning up, they fell asleep into each other's arms.