The night after Emma and Hooks kiss in Neverland
Inspired by Taylor Swift's "Untouchable"
Rated: M (barely)
Killian tried to sleep but every time he closed his eyes he saw Emma's face burning brighter than the sun under his eyelids. The way she had looked before she had kissed him, the way her mouth had tasted, the way her lips had felt…
With a slightly strangled huff Killian forced himself back to the present. If he continued down that train of thought he was going to get himself in trouble. However he did finally admit defeat as far as sleep went so he silently raised himself from the
forest floor, stretching out muscles as he did so trying NOT to think about the way that Emma's body had felt against his…
Killian hurriedly pushed those thoughts away again, the woman was sleeping just a few feet from where he stood. He looked over at her sleeping form and instantly regretted it. She was curled on her side in the fetal position, shivering slightly, her face
scrunched up. All Killian wanted to do was lie down next to her and wrap his arms around her. Pull her into his chest, warm her with his body and breath in her scent. But he couldn't. He couldn't for a countess number of reasons. One of which was
the fact that it was currently her fathers turn to keep watch and the prince would likely kill him if he discovered the pirate and Emma curled together like that. Another reason was that Emma herself would also likely kill him if he tried.
But Killian also just couldn't do NOTHING as he looked at her shivering form and so he quietly removed his jacket and ever so carefully as not to wake her draped it over her sleeping form. It wasn't much but he hoped it would help. He immediately felt
the cooler night air on his skin but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle, and from the way Emma immediately stopped shivering, Killian would gladly endure it. He then meandered his way into the nearby thicket to find the prince.
He made his way through a few trees to a nearby clearing and was immediately met with a sword in his face.
"Oh sorry, thought you were the lost boys, or maybe pan." The prince said, lowering his sword from the Pirates face.
"No problem mate." Hook replied.
"What are you doing up?" The prince questioned him a bit skeptically. Killian had to admit that in light of the lengths he had gone to help the man today, he had been hoping for a bit more trust on the princes end and it hurt a bit to learn
that wasn't the case. However he shoved his own disappointment down and answered him.
"Couldn't sleep and then I thought that I may as well relive you of your watch. Considering everything that happened you should really get some sleep as it is." Killian told him with a not so subtle reminder of what the pirate had done for the
prince that day, hoping it would remind David that he COULD in fact trust him.
David looked him over and then nodded in acceptance. "Thanks, I appreciate it. I could use some shut eye. Wake me if anything happens." He said as he strolled off towards their camp. Then he turned "Hey Hook isn't it a bit chilly out here
to be without your coat?"
Killian smirked "There was a lass who seemed to need it more." He said with a knowing wink to the prince. David glared at him but didn't make any further comment before leaving Killian alone in the clearing.
Killian sat down on a rock in the small clearing and pulled out his flask, taking a deep pull. Now that he was finally alone he let his thoughts lead back to Emma and the kiss that they had shared.
It had been unlike any other kiss Killian had ever experienced in his entire life. He hadn't been expecting her to rise to his challenge at all. He had made many suggestive remarks in the past without her so much as batting an eye. He had thought he understood
what she had been beginning to mean to him. She was brave, bold, and beautiful. Like she had said in the diner the two of them understood each other, and the more time Killian spent with her on this cursed island the stronger he realized his
feelings for her were. He liked her, he liked her far more than he should. It wasn't just physical attraction (although he would be lying if he said he hadn't wanted her writhing beneath him from the first moment he saw her) but it was more than that.
He had never met a creature such as her before and he wanted to know everything about her. Wanted her to know everything about him. He hadn't felt this way in a very very long time, but at least he thought he understood his feelings and what she had
come to mean to him. He had been so caught up in her that he hadn't realized just how deeply his emotions ran. He had never been so wrong in his life.
The moment their lips had met he had realized his mistake. He was like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. He loved her. He loved her with all of his heart and soul, more than he had ever loved anything in his very long life. She was an angel,
a siren calling him to her always. He would do anything, be anything, to make her happy. He felt his heart that had been broken and bloodied for centuries heal and grow, nearly bursting with the amount love for this breathtakingly amazing woman in
his arms. For so long Killian's entire world had centered around one thing; his revenge but in one swift move Emma Swan had shifted his entire existence so that it now revolved around HER. The softness of her lips, the feeling of her body, her taste,
her smell, her fiery passion…THIS must be what heaven was like and he knew that he never wanted it to end.
However just as abruptly as she had kissed him she had stopped and turned her back to him. Claiming it was a 'one time thing.' A sentiment that nearly broke Killian's newly healed heart anew.
Killian suddenly heard a rustle in the trees pulling him out of his thoughts and he quickly went to grab his sword only to be pleasantly surprised to see that it was Emma making her way into the little clearing. The two stared at one another for a long
moment. They had clearly not expected seeing one another here and the fact that this was the first time they had been alone since the kiss not lost on either of them.
Gods, she was beautiful. Killian thought to himself. She was more brilliant than the moon and burned brighter than the sun. He actually felt his knees go weak and himself nearly coming undone at the sight of her, like he was some young lad seeing his
first pair of breasts. However he found it within himself to control his outward appearance into one of despondent curiosity.
"What are you doing up?" He asked trying to sound casual as if he only somewhat cared about her answer. Had she woken up with his coat and come to find him? Was she here to tell him to back off? Or even better was she here to tell him it wasn't
a One time thing? A million scenarios flashed in the Pirates mind as he waited for her to say something.
Emma's shock at seeing him had finally worn off and she crossed her arms, a fierce, almost defensive look in her eyes.
"Me? I'm next watch. What are YOU doing up?" She demanded.
Killian couldn't help himself. "Worried about me we're you Swan? Or was it that you wanted to have another 'one time thing' with a devilishly handsome pirate in the middle of the night?" He smirked cockily at her as he raised his eyebrow.
"No." Emma answered ignoring his remark. She look and sounded quite like a petulant child as she nearly stomped over to the rock where Killian had been sitting and sat herself down with a huff. "Like I said I was getting up anyway, I'm
next watch. Where's David?" She asked not looking up at him.
"Ah, I couldn't sleep so I relieved your father of command so that he might get some rest." Killian answered her.
"Good he needs rest." Emma said so quietly Killian wasn't sure he was supposed to hear it. After a moment she held her hand out to him, her gaze still on the jungle before them. Killian was so stunned he almost grasped her hand in his own before
he realized she was requesting his flask. He snorted and rolled his eyes at himself, trying to get himself under some semblance of control so he didn't make a bigger bloody fool of himself in front of the woman of his dreams. He handed her the flask
and Emma took a long measured pull.
"Thanks." She mumbled, handing it back to him.
"Anytime, love." Killian said before taking a swig of his own. He had been hoping that the familiar burn of the liquid would distract him, maybe help him come to his senses a bit, but all he could taste was Emma. He sighed and stored it back
in its holster.
Emma didn't say anything more, she just kept staring warily out into the jungle. Killian hesitated for a moment but then slowly sat down next to her. She almost sub consciously made room for him and they settled in quietly, both watching out for any kind
of threats, both seemingly lost in their own personal thoughts.
In that long quiet moment Killian considered telling her how he felt. He wanted to. He knew that she had been aware that he had been trying to somehow reach out to her. To connect with her. To make her see him as someone other than just a pirate. He could
tell her why he was trying so hard. That he loved her beyond all reason and measure and that he would do anything to prove himself worthy of her. But he couldn't. He couldn't tell her because if Killian had learned anything about Emma Swan these past
months is that a confession like that would send her running as fast and as far in the opposite direction as possible. He would loose any chance of her ever being his, not that he had that much of a chance now as it was.
Emma Swan was a bloody princess. A savior. She was the accumulation of all the light in the world. She was untouchable to someone like him. A pirate. A villain. A man of darkness.
But SHE had kissed HIM. Sure, Killian had goaded her on of course, but he had done it before. It's not like he forced himself on her in anyway. Quite the opposite really. So was it too much to hope that maybe, just MAYBE, they could be together when this
was all said and done?
"Killian…" Emma said quietly. Killian's heart suddenly began to race hearing his name on her lips instead of his dastardly moniker. It was like music. Like it had been created just for her to say it and all he wanted was to hear her say it again
and again.
Killian turned to look at Emma, she was still avoiding his gaze, staring down at the ground. She looked rather preoccupied with the small hole she was digging in the dirt with her shoe. Killian had almost thought he had imagined her saying his name (wishful
thinking or Neverland playing tricks on him) but then he heard "What if I don't want it to be a One time thing?"
Emma looked up at him then her green eyes full of longing and Killian felt his heart stop beating and then suddenly start up again at a rampant pace, as if it were trying to beat out of his chest.
"Emma…" he choked out "Do you…" but that was all he could get out before she was kissing him and he once again felt like he was getting a taste of heaven itself.
He hesitated, in shock, for only the briefest flashes of a second before he responded in full. Her lips were warm and welcoming against his. She tasted like sweat and dirt and smelled of jungle but Killian didn't care because all the revelations he had
had the last time he had kissed her had only come back ten fold. He loved her. Would always love her. He would do anything to remain by her side.
Killian skimmed her lower lip with his tongue and Emma opened up with ease. Her velvety tongue warred with his for dominance and Killian had never felt more at home in his life. Emma's fingers pulled at his hair and Killian pressed her closer with his
hook, his own hand knotting into her golden tresses, keeping her securely to him. Emma started to pull away but he chased her lips. He couldn't let her get away. Not again. He sucked and nipped reverently at her bottom lip and Emma sighed into his
mouth.
Eventually they had to pull back for air but even then Killian refused to let Emma move and inch. He kept his body pressed to hers and breathed her in. "That was…" she trailed off.
"Swan, If you say that was just another bloody one time thing I swear-" Killian started but he was suddenly cut off again by Emma's lips crashing down on his in full force. If the last last kiss had been passionate, then this was down right
messy. Lips, teeth, and tongues clashed together in a fight to get closer, to taste to feel. Killian lowered his head to her neck and began sucking on her pulse point, making Emma moan.
Killian felt Emma reaching for the ties on his leather breaches (which were now nearly unbearably tight) but before she was able to free him he somehow found it within himself to pull away from her and to look her in the eye.
"Emma…" he began, his voice husky "Are you sure love? I don't want-" he stuttered took a breathe and then continued "I don't want this to be another one time thing." He said, his heart nearly breaking at the very real possibility
that this was all just physical for his Swan. A way to deal with all the stress and pressure she was under. If she was any other woman he wouldn't have stopped, he would have been glad to be used. Hell he would have been using her in return. But this
wasn't just some random woman, this was Emma Swan, and Killian knew that his heart wouldn't be able to take it if she simply let him fuck her and then act like nothing had happened, just like she had the kiss.
Killian looked into her eyes, they were nearly black with lust and it took everything in him to wait for an answer instead of just TAKING her.
"Don't you want me?" Emma asked him, looking more than slightly rejected.
"Gods, Emma, you know I do." He answered her. How could she not see how much he wanted her? Not just in this way but in every way? "I have never wanted any woman the way that I want you." He admitted to her.
"Then take me." She said. Killian didn't need to be told twice, he claimed her mouth again, exploring it to its fullest with his tongue while Emma worked on unfastening his pants. When he felt himself being freed he moved away from her in order
to gauge her reaction.
Emma was looking down at him with lust and hunger. She even went as far as to lick her lips. Suddenly she surged forward without prompt and took him in her mouth.
Killian's breathing picked up at the feeling of her wet warm mouth around him. She continued to stroke him with her tongue and he did everything not to thrust up into her mouth. She felt like heaven but it wasn't enough, it wasn't what he wanted,
at least not right now. He finally brought his hand down to stop her.
"Love if you keep that up this'll be over before it starts." He said in a shaky voice. Emma immediately let him go and began working on removing her own garments. As soon as her pants were off Killian picked her up and she wrapped her legs around
him, he staggered forward until her back was against a tree. He could feel her heat beckoning for him. Just one small maneuver on either of their parts and he would be sinking into her slick heat.
Killian looked up at Emma again. "You sure?" He asked. He needed to know. Nothing short of her telling him 'no' could stop him from burying himself in her now, but he needed to know what was going to happen when the sun came up. Was she going
to pretend this never happened? Or was she going to give in to his love for her?
Emma looked at him with what Killian thought might be love in her eyes. "Killian," she whispered as her hand came up to stroke his cheek "I love you. You're not just a pirate, you're a man of honor. I want you. I want you to make love to
me."
Her words made Killians heart soar. It was everything he had ever wanted to hear from her and so much more. "I love you too." He replied and then kissed her with all the love and passion he could muster as he lined himself up, and sank into
her.
Killian woke with a start. For a minute he didn't know where he was. He had just been with Emma. He had held her in his arms. She had told him she loved and wanted him and he had told her he loved her in return. He had been about to join their bodies
as one. He frantically looked around him. He was on the Forest floor. Swan was lying across the fire from him, her body shivering slightly from the cold. Killian saw the Queen and Princess in their respective areas and saw no sign of the Prince.
BLOODY HELL Killian cursed silently to himself as he collapsed back onto the ground. It had all been a dream. An amazing dream. But a dream that left him with a problem he couldn't exactly take care of with ladies present (even if they were asleep.) Plus
the dream had only further ignited in him his need for Emma Swan. He wanted her here, by his side, not just to take care of the problem his erotic dream of her had caused but to just feel her calming presence. However Killian knew that his feelings
and needs for her presence would continue to go unreciprocated by the savior. No matter his feelings, intentions, or attempts to change. Emma would never see him as anything but a pirate. She would always be untouchable to him.
Swan was as out of his reach as the distant diamond sky above him, and Killian glowered at it as if the stars were personally responsible for his current plight in life. Killian knew he needed to get his mind off Emma and his erotic dream but try as he
might he just couldn't, so instead he kept his eyes on the night sky above him. As he stared though, the stars began to shift and realign. At first Killian thought he was simply going mad but then he heard the maniacal distant laughter of Pan and
he knew what he was seeing was real.
Written in a million little stars was a single name
EMMA
