So, yea, I thought this might be an okay second chapter. I think I sort of lost it at the dialogue, but you know, whatever. I think my mind got a bit preoccupied at the word ' nuzzling ', so don't blame me - Blame Captain Swan and its hardcore feels! I hope you enjoy this - It is almost certain there will be no third chapter.
This was written to Jaymes Young's Dark Star album. If you haven't heard him, please check him out! His music is AMAZING, and his covers are always better than the originals.
Disclaimer; I don't own OUaT, or the adorable, sexy man that is Killian Jones, or the amazing Emma Swan that completes Captain Swan.
{ By the way, I've figured out why her last name is Swan. Read The Ugly Duckling fairytale.
Or has everyone known this and I have been out of the loop? }
It had been only a couple of days from their encounter down near the docks. Both of them seemed to handle that scene differently, but they didn't say anything about it for a long while, no matter how many ' we're going to talk about this later ' looks they gave each other. It appeared like neither wanted to bring it up, in fear that it would spark an argument that may place a notch in their already-delicate relationship. So, they just settled for pretending that everything was fine and dandy, and after a little while they began to convince themselves of that little white lie.
Hook was probably the most wary of the two. He had spent four years - He gave an inward grimace at the thought. During the curse, he had said those words almost exactly - chasing after her, and had finally claimed her. It had taken his boat, going back to Neverland, going back to the past, punching himself, and dealing with the busy on-goings of New York to at last go on a proper date with the lass, but he had finally gotten his treasure. Therefore, it was easy to see that he wouldn't want to give up his Swan to a petty argument any time soon.
Emma, well, she had more things to worry about. Sure, she was ecstatic that the Snow Queen was gone, but having those lost memories back... It was certainly something that took a little while to get over. It wasn't every day you got about a year's worth of memories suddenly returned to you. The issue did stalk in the back of her mind - They needed to talk about it, so that awkward tension could finally dissipate. It was unnerving, especially when they were alone, as if they knew that had to talk about it but something within them was avoiding the delicate subject.
It was finally now that there was a chance - Not that either were really thinking about that right now. Hook had almost gotten his heart squeezed by that goddamn Crocodile, and the relief that was flooding through his veins that Emma was standing in front of him with his heart took his mind off anything in the past. The blonde gave a heaving sigh, gazing at him under her lashes, and Hook gave a gentle, encouraging smile. " Just be ge- " He gave a heavy grunt as a pain flashed through him, the pressure of her small hand on his chest a faint comfort.
" Sorry... I just thought if I did it quickly it's be like ripping off a- " Emma was cut off short by Hook's lips on hers as he backed them up against the wall, his mouth an assault of love and passion that he had been void of for weeks, a side-effect of his heartlessness. For a while, they just enjoyed the rather teenager-ish moment, making out in the empty corridor of Granny's. But the saviour's mind began to wander to more important matters, and she pressed back against the wall, trying to give her lips enough space to speak. " Hook, " She began, but he pressed forward, giving off a little sound of annoyance, a mix between a desperate whimper and a grunt.
" Hook, I... " Emma tried again, half-heartedly pushing at his chest, but the pirate ignored her attempts and continued kissing her enthusiastically, occasionally nuzzling her with little kitten-like noises that he would later deny ever happening. Her heart swelled at the amount of affection and love he obviously held for her, but she quickly pushed down the feelings that rose to meet his, focusing on trying to get him off her. " Killian! " She barked, exasperated, and the dark-haired male backed up, surprised and slightly bemused at her sudden use his first name.
That was certainly a rarity, She thought dryly, a flicker of guilt twisting her gut.
" What? " He pretty much whined, and Emma had to force back a smile at his child-like insistence to merely kiss her, instead fixing him with a look that told him she had serious matters to talk about. Panic seized the pirate - A woman merely suggesting that there was something serious to discuss was never good news - and he pressed forward depserately for a kiss, hoping his self-proclaimed ' talents ' of kissing would keep her mind off whatever she was to bring up.
Emma didn't have any of it, though. She pressed against his chest a little bit harder, finally not being able to hold back a smirk as hope visibly drained from his azure gaze, a grimace playing with his features. " We have to talk. " Hook had to hold back a tantrum at the words, schooling his features and guarding himself. " Aye. Go ahead - What do you wish to chastise me for now? " The blonde rolled her eyes at his annoyed - and slightly scared - bluntness.
" When you were under the curse, what you said... " She began, and the pirate's eyes widened. " Swan, you know what I was saying isn't true, " He interrupted, but she glared at him to be quiet, and he quickly sealed his lips. " No, they were true. That's the curse - It brings out the deepest feelings, and those are the truest feelings. What you said, they... Well, I won't deny they hurt, but after some thought, I have realised that everything you said; It was true. " Hook's eyebrows shot up, but he said nothing.
" I know I'm no saviour - I saved Henry with a mere kiss. And, no matter what you may say to try and cheer me up when I'm in a mood, " Emma smirked at him, and he gave a sheepish grin in return. " I really never did anything. The curse? A kiss - It was mainly Henry's doing. Cora? That was Mary-Margaret. Pan? That was Rumple. The Wicked Witch and the Snow Queen? They stopped themselves. I was just... Along for the ride. " She heaved a heavy sigh, focusing her gaze on her feet.
" You defeated me. " Hook's quiet voice intercepted the silence that was only tainted by the soft music of Granny's, and she raised her green orbs to meet his stormy-blue gaze. She gave a huff of laughter, solemn features breaking into a small smile. " I suppose I did. But, if I can assume correctly, you let me win that swordfight. " He opened his mouth to deny it, but seemed to think better of it at the amused raising of her eyebrows, and just shuffled his feet awkwardly.
" I knew it! There is no way a punch to the head could knock out a 300-year-experienced pirate! " She laughed, and Hook smiled faintly. After a moment, he spoke. " Can I kiss you now? " He whimpered, and she just chuckled, dragging his head to meet hers half-way.