Killian and Emma walked through the door of their house as Killian took her hand, pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her.

"How does it feel to be home?" Emma asked as she looked at him with admiration in her eyes.

"It feels quite nice, love." Killian reached behind Emma to lock the door as he smiled and looked down at her lips. He kissed her and parted his lips to slip his tongue into her mouth, caressing hers slowly as if to savor every moment, every flick of his tongue moving with hers. It was just them now, finally. He was back and she was in his arms again. And they were alone... completely alone... in their home.

She cupped his jaw in her hands and grazed his skin with her thumb as they pulled eachother in, making sure there was no distance between them. Emma loved this man more than she could have ever admitted before now. She loved him truly and deeply like she had never loved anyone before and she wanted to show him just how much she loved him.

Killian pulled away from her lips and trailed lingering kisses from her cheek to her neck and she tipped her head back, allowing him better access. She moaned from the feeling of his lips and tongue on her skin and had forgotten what it felt like to be kissed like this.

Hearing her moan made him stiffen in his pants. He rubbed himself against her to let her know the effect she had on him.

She lifted her head up as he released her neck and she locked her eyes with his. Their breaths were heavy and eyes full with need and passion.

Killian reclaimed her lips as he lifted her up and sat her on the nearest surface. He pushed her knees apart and pressed himself against her, never breaking the kiss. Killian very hesitantly placed his hand and hook on her waste underneath her shirt, asking for permission of passage. When she didn't even flinch at his touch, he continued his right hand upward along her back and underneath her bra.

This was the closest they've ever been to being intimate before. With all of the distractions of ice queens, witches, demons and not to mention, being consumed by darkness, they have never been able to even consider the idea of being physically and completely intimate with eachother. Sure, they had kissed... they had kissed a lot, and they had both definitely thought about being intimate but they had never gotten a real chance to be alone. And when they did have the chance, he wanted to make sure she was ready.

Killian released her lips to look at her expression. She was panting and looking back at him with desire. She grasped onto his shoulders tightly and smiled at him before she spoke. "Don't keep me waiting any longer, Killian."

This was the only confirmation he needed. "As you wish, darling," he said with a sly grin on his face. He then crashed into her lips again, this time with more passion. His hand was all over her back and stomach as they breathed heavily, both of them moaning softly into the kiss.

She reached for him as well. Her fingers moved quickly as she unbuttoned his shirt and she could feel his heartbeat pounding as she placed her hands on his chest. She felt his warm body beneath her fingers as they glided downward, her lips following her touch with lustful kisses.

He groaned and tangled his hand and hook in her hair. He couldn't believe that Emma, his Emma had her lips on his body. It was something that only took place in his dreams. This amazing woman wanted him. As arrogant as he wanted her to believe he was, he never actually thought she would want him as much as he wanted her.

Emma's lips and tongue were soft and warm against his skin. As she worked her way back from his chest to his lips, her hands wandered down to his waist, unbuttoning his pants.

He could hold back no longer. He pulled her even closer and wrapped his arms tightly around her back as they breathed more sporadically and kissed more frantically.

He then put his hand on her back, underneath her bra and tried to unlatch it, but because he only had one hand, he struggled at it. Bras were a new concept to him, but he just had to figure out how it was latched. After he felt around the latch for a minute he tried again.

Just as soon as he unhooked it, there was a knock on the door.

"Oh bloody hell," he growled as he started to release her lips. It took everthing in him to free her from his embrace. He didn't want to let her go. As he buttoned his pants and shirt back up, he thought this better be a life or death situation for this person to have interrupted him and his Swan.

Emma hooked her bra back into place and jumped off of the table as Killian answered the door. His hair was disheveled and he irritated look across his face. When he saw who was standing at the door he almost snarled at him.

It was August. What in the bloody hell was August doing knocking on his door?

"Hi Killian, is Emma here?"

Killian balled his hand into a tight first. He had to hold himself back from punching this guy in the face for coming to his house and asking for his girlfriend.

"August? What are you doing here?" Emma asked after she came up from behind Killian to see who it was. Emma nudged Killian to let him in. As he stepped aside to let August in, he glared at him.

"Emma, I'm sorry to just drop by like this, but I just wanted to see how you were. I heard you were back and I just wanted to see for myself."

By this point, Killian's blood was boiling and he was pretty sure steam was coming from his ears.

"And also, I wanted to say welcome back to the land of the living, Hook. I was so sorry to hear what happened before."

Killian was about to explode with rage. He had just gotten back from the Underworld and all he wanted was at least one night alone with his Swan and not only were they interrupted, but they were interrupted by this man telling Killian's love he had to see her before making cracks about his death. Emma's presence was the only reason he did not want to kill him right then and there. Of course he wouldn't, but he sure thought about it. He took a deep breath, before he struggled a "thank you" from his breath.

"I'm fine. We're both fine, now, thank you." Emma forced a small smile.

Killian looked at Emma and was pleased to see her looking irritated as well, although not nearly as irritated as he was.

"That's a relief to hear. I was worried about you."

Emma looked over at Killian to see his face and ears were beat red. She tried very hard to hold back a smile and looked back to August as she said "thank you for stopping by. Why don't we have lunch tomorrow and we can talk more. It's not really a great time right now."

"Yeah, of course," August smiled. "We'll talk tomorrow. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, August."

Killian practically slammed the door on August as he walked out.

Emma smiled as she turned and put his arms around the back of his neck. "You're not jealous are you?"

Killian was not amused. "I'm not jealoous, I just can't stand that guy," he grumbled. "They way he looks at you and the fact that he just stops by to ask how you are."

"Killian, he's just a concerned friend. That's all."

"That's all you may think he is but, believe me, I know he doesn't feel the same. Not that I blame him. I would do anything to win your affections, too; in fact I did. I became a better man for you, Swan. And now that I have you, there is no way some wooden man-child is going to steal you from me."

"No one is stealing me away from you. I am yours, Killian; totally and completely yours. You think I would go through everything we've been through, just to throw it all away for some other guy? Not a chance in hell; no pun intended," she smiled as she grabbed the side of his head with her hands. "I only want you, Killian. I will always chose you," she reassured him and leaned her forehead on his. "Please don't ever think otherwise."

Killian closed his eyes. Those words were music to this pirate's ears. Ever since he had met her, that was all he ever wanted to hear her say.