Hello everyone, I know it has been a while, but I was too lazy to write another chapter. But I decided to be brave (...) and update.
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-Hannah

Hook woke up and noticed the sun wasn't up yet, but something else was. He sighed and decided to take care of it without waking
Emma up.

She'd had a tough night after all. He removed the sheets from her body and sat down by his desk. He sipped from the rum
and started stroking himself while looking at her sleeping form.

He tried to keep quiet, but she moaned in her sleep and Killian couldn't help but groan at the sound.

Emma blinked at the sound and opened her eyes. Her arm felt next to her, searching for him, and she sat up when she didn't find
him, only to see him sitting at his desk, clearly enjoying being there.

"Good morning." She whispered, and he grinned. "Good morning indeed."

She watched him a few moments -out of curiosity of course - and then looked up at his face.

"Aren't you going to ask me to come and help you?"

"I actually didn't want to wake you at all, love. You just go back to sleep if you want." He breathed, and she licked her lips at the sound.

"Well, since I'm not tired anymore, I might as well help you." She walked to him and sat down next
to him, wrapping her small fingers around him.

He chuckled darkly. "Admit it, princess, you're very tired, but you just don't want to leave me unsatisfied."

She stopped stroking him and moved away from him. "Well, feel free to help yourself out then."

He grasped her wrist and put it on his member again. "No princess, finish what you started, and I'll try not to talk."
Emma continued and he came in a couple of minutes after she'd wrapped her lips around him.

"Ahhhh, talking about a good morning." She laughed and collapsed on the bed. He threw himself down next to her. "Thanks for helping me out, princess." She bit softly in his ear.

"Well I wouldn't have if you hadn't waken me up." He licked her neck. "Well, I hadn't waken you up if you hadn't been bloody moaning in your sleep. I still wonder what you were dreaming about." Emma groaned when he licked her breast. "Now what could I possibly have dreamt after yesterday?"

He smiled and wrapped his arm around her neck. "Care to tell me about it?"

She nestled her head on his chest. "No captain, I think I'm going to keep my dream to myself."

Hook chuckled. "Well, tomorrow, I might make you tell it, but for now, go to sleep."

Emma smiled against his chest. "Looking forward to it, captain."

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Emma woke up without feeling Hook next to her... again.

She stretched her arms and step out of the bed. She walked to his wardrobe and opened it. She took out a white chemise and a pair
of his leather pants.

She dressed and walked outside, only to have Hook pulling her right back inside. "What the hell, Emma, what are you doing?" He asked, pushing her against the wall. She pushed him away.

"Calm down, I was just going to look where you were."

He let her go. "The crew doesn't know you're a girl yet." He sighed, and Emma rolled her eyes. "Then you should just tell them,
no?"

He smiled. "Yeah, I should, but these men haven't seen a girl in a week now, and they won't see a girl for a long, long time.
I just don't want anything to happen to you. You're mine to use, not theirs."

He took her wrist and before Emma could protest, he dragged her on the deck. He told the crew to gather round, and began to speak. "You all remember that boy who hit me face in the tavern?" He asked them, and the crew laughed.

"Good, that boy, appeared to be a girl." Emma stumped him in the back. "Woman."

He corrected himself. "And you might know this woman as princess Emma." He took Emma's wrist and made her stand in front of
him.

The crew gasped.

"Bloody hell you can't be serious."

"I thought princesses were supposed to be fat and ugly."

"Look at that figure, man, I will have her. "

Hook slammed his hook against the wall and the crew stopped talking. "Emma here is our guest,
I'm afraid, and you will not touch her. If I hear that any of you has done something that made her uncomfortable, the consequences
will be there, and they won't be pretty. Do you understand?"

The crew mumbled in agreement and went back to work.
Hook kissed Emma's neck and she smiled.

"Thanks." She whispered. Hook let her go and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, I'm going to steer the ship now, princess, are you okay on your own?"

She slapped his arm. "Do you think I'm helpless? Go steer this vessel." He kissed her cheek one more time and left her alone. Now, she had a whole day to discover the ship. Where would she start?