A/N: I know it's been a while since I've updated. I have three other stories going and wasn't sure if anyone was really interested in the story. So, if you feel like it, let me know what you think.
Emma woke the next morning, the sunlight peering through the windows. With Killian's arm splayed over her stomach, she turned to her side and buried her face into the crook his neck to block out the light, wrapping her arms around him underneath the blanket for warmth. He let out a soft sigh as he gripped her tighter, his chest hair tickling her breasts. She grimaced at the thought of having to leave his side soon. She kissed his neck and tried to get a few more minutes of sleep, but the sound of him groaning as she did so, intrigued her. Her lips continued their way down his neck and he sighed pleasantly as his hand moved to her butt, pressing his erection into her. A moan escaped her lips as she felt desire pooling inside her.
"Killian..."
He responded by lifting her leg and pulling it around his hip as he nudged her entrance. The feeling of him made her clit throb, wetness soaking his tip.
"Bloody hell..." he groaned, his voice muffled against her skin. He grabbed her hip and gave a practiced thrust as he started to enter her tight walls. She moaned and met his hips with hers as she took his long length inside of her. "God, love... "
He lifted her leg for better access as he rocked into her. They found eachother's lips, their eyes still closed as their tongues made lazy circles around the other. His pace picked up as they became more awake, breathing heavily as she felt her orgasm building. They both came within minutes and she lowered her leg as he slipped out of her. He kissed her forehead as he held her close.
"You know... Morning sex is really the best way to wake up," she breathed, smiling like an idiot. But who was she kidding? Any sex with Killian was the best, period.
"It is, indeed," he smirked, his thumb grazing over the soft skin of her arm. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah, I slept okay." That wasn't exactly the truth. She always slept like a baby when he spent the night with her. She slept like there wasn't anywhere else in the world she wanted to be. Being with him made her feel things she really didn't want to feel. She didn't want to feel like she was complete and whole when she was with him. She didn't want to feel butterflies in her stomach every time she looked at him. She didn't want her heart to race as she thought of what she really didn't want to tell him.
No, she could never tell him that, could she? If she told him all of the things she really felt for him, then maybe, just maybe she wouldn't feel all of this weight on her shoulders. Maybe, just maybe, she could be happy.
"Killian..."
"Hmmm?"
"I..."
"What is it, love?"
In that moment, she looked at him and saw a glimpse of hope in his eyes. And then her heart clenched and her throat closed up, becoming dry to the point where she could barely breath. What was she doing? She couldn't tell him. Her features relaxed as she swallowed her words.
"I just..." She gives him tentative smile as she caressed his cheek with her thumb. "Just kiss me."
She didn't have to tell him twice before his lips are on hers and their tongues meet as they wrapped their arms around each other. They just kissed like that for a while until she had to go to work.
Six years ago...
"Hey Robbie, we need two beers."
Emma and Killian sat at the bar counter of Locksley's British Pub on a Monday night after their first day of classes for the semester. They both had started graduate school and knew that their hangouts at Robin's new bar would be limited, but they wanted to make the most of it.
"Em, how many times have I told you not to call me Robbie?" Robin asked as he uncapped the beers, handing them to his friends.
Emma ignored him as she took a swig.
"You've done a great job with the place, Robin," Killian said to him.
"Thank you, Killian. I really just cleaned it up though. It was pretty rundown, but I'm pretty happy with how it turned out."
"Well, I still think you should have gotten a karaoke machine," Emma said as she looked across the bar at the juke box. As she did, she saw a woman sitting at one of the table with her friends. Emma noticed her because instead of being focused on the conversation around her, her eyes were focused on the bar. And it only took Emma a second to realize her eyes were specifically on Killian.
"No way would I be able to put up with that all day. That's why I went with the juke box instead."
"Hey, Killian, that woman over there is checking you out," she said turning back around in her seat.
Killian started to turn when Emma placed her hand on his arm to stop him.
"Don't look. It'll be too obvious."
"She's probably just looking at Robin, anyway," Killian argued.
Robin looked over Emma's shoulder to see who she was talking about.
"She's right. That woman is definitely checking you out."
"You should go talk to her," Emma encouraged him as she nudged his shoulder with hers.
"I don't think so," Killian declined, drinking his beer.
"Come on, she's cute. Right Robin?"
"Yeah, I'd say so. Although not as cute as you, Emma," Robin said, winking at her.
Emma responded with a sarcastic smirk.
"I'm not interested okay?" As Killian said that, he turned without even thinking. When he saw the woman across the bar, he quickly turned back around in his seat. "I know her. She's in one of my classes."
"That's great. You two will have something to talk about," Emma told him. He looked at her and she knew what he was thinking. She knew that he really wanted to be with her, but she would never be able to give him what he needed. She knew that he deserved so much better than her.
"You sure about this, Emma?"
Emma paused, looking into his eyes. Of course, she wasn't sure. The thought of him being with someone else made her cringe, but this was the way it had to be. "Of course I am. I want you to be happy, Killian. Now go," she said with an encouraging smile.
He sighed and stood up, walking over to her as Emma and Robin watched him.
"Come on, Emma, we both know that's not what you really want," Robin said as he leaned over the bar counter.
"I want him to be happy."
"Okay, but you know you're going to regret this, right?"
She didn't answer, she just continued to watch Killian approach the brunette and itch behind his ear nervously as he talked to her. The woman was smiling and flirting with him and Emma felt a pang of jealousy in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't watch anymore so she turned around and saw the look on Robin's face that said 'I told you so.'
Killian came back a minute later, holding a napkin in his hand, waving it at them and when she got a closer look, she could see that it was a phone number with the name, Milah above it.
After a twenty-hour shift at the hospital, Emma walked down the corridor ready to go home and sleep, when someone called her name from behind.
"Emma, wait up."
Even though she couldn't see the person, she knew exactly who it was and continued to head towards the door, pretending not to hear him.
"Hey, Emma."
She sighed when he came up to her.
"Hey, Neal," she murmured, still walking.
"Listen, I was wondering if maybe you wanted to get some coffee sometime?"
She stopped abruptly and turned to look at him, causing him to stop as well. "Look, Neal, I'm not interested. You can ask me out 400 more times and I'm still not going be interested. So, why don't you go ask one of the many other female doctors here who I'm sure would love to go on a date with you." She started walking again, but he called after her.
"Come on Emma, it's just one coffee."
"The answer's still no," she called back before she walked out the doors. As soon as she did, her phone chirped and she took it out of her purse to see that it was Lily texting her, asking her to meet her. Emma replied back and told her to stop by her apartment. When she got home, Lily was waiting for her outside with an unreadable look in her eyes.
"Hey, is everything alright?"
Lily's face lit up as she approached Emma and a bright smile took over her features.
"Emma, I have some really big news. It happened yesterday and I wanted to tell you in person."
"Tell me what?"
Lily held out her hand and Emma looked down at it, seeing that she was wearing a diamond ring on her engagement finger.
"August and I are getting married!"
"Oh my god, I'm so happy for you," Emma smiled, giving her a hug. Although she wasn't surprised. They were pretty much a married couple already and had been for a while.
They broke away from the hug and headed inside the apartment building.
"Mom was screaming and crying when I told her. She's going to take me wedding gown shopping this weekend and I want you to come if you don't have to work.'
"I can just have someone cover part of my shift," Emma told her as they walked upstairs to her unit.
"Okay, great. And also, I was wondering if you be my maid of honor?"
"Of course I will. Why wouldn't I?"
"Well, I just know you don't like weddings or anything that has to do with them."
"I don't, but how often does my sister get married?"
"Well, hopefully only once," she laughed.
Emma took her keys from her purse and unlocked the door. They went inside as Liliy continued on about the Wedding.
Two years ago...
"Emma, how many times do I have to tell you not to leave your dirty clothes on the bathroom floor?" Ruby nagged her as she came into the living room from the hallway, finding Emma laying on the couch reading a book.
"Sorry, Ruby. Won't happen again," she called out as her face was still in her book.
"Right, that's what you say everytime," Ruby sighed as she plopped down in the other couch across from her.
Elsa joined them and lifted Emma's legs up to sit on the couch, picking the remote up to turn on the t.v.
"Can't you two go in your rooms and watch t.v? I'm trying to read."
Why don't you go in your room then?" Elsa asked as she flipped through the channels.
"Because I was here first."
Just then, Emma's phone vibrated on the coffee table. When she saw the goofy selfie of her and Killian on her phone, she accepted the call.
"Hey blue eyes, it's about time you called," she answered, but only heard his breathing on the other end. Her features fell as she sat up. "Killian, what's wrong?"
Elsa turned the t.v. off as they looked at her, concerned.
Finally he spook in a low, deep tone. "It's Milah... she broke up with me."
Emma's eyes went wide in shock, surprised that she would do that to him. "What? Why?"
"She just said that she wanted to see other people."
Her heart sank in her chest, knowing that he was hurting.
"You at home?"
"Yeah."
Emma stood up and walked over to the closet to retrieve her shoes and jacket. "I'll be right over."
The day before Emma was supposed to go gown shopping with her mother and sister, she felt completely and utterly miserable and it wasn't just because her sister was getting married. No, the reason why she was laying in her sweatpants and hoodie, curled into a ball and wrapped in a blanket on the couch in the middle of the day was because her time of the month had arrived, a few days earlier than usual. She was bloated and felt a sharp pain in her stomach and all she wanted to do was crawl into a hole and burry herself there.
Ruby slumped into the other couch, holding a heating pad over her stomach as Elsa came into the room from the kitchen, carrying two cups of hot tea.
"My sister's getting married," Emma groaned as Elsa handed her one of the mugs. She was happy for Lilly, she really was, but it was just a reminder that she was not even close to that point. She probably never would be.
"We know that. You told us," Elsa reminded her as she gave Ruby the other tea.
"Ughh, shut up, Emma," Ruby whined as she sipped the hot liquid and leaned her head on the back of the couch, closing her eyes.
"Did you take your pamprin?" Elsa asked Ruby as she sat on the floor, leaning against the couch.
"Leave me alone..."
"You leave me alone."
As Emma nursed her drink, her phone started ringing and she grabbed it from the coffee table, not even seeing who was calling her to know who it was.
"I told you not to come over, Killian. It's not safe in here."
She had texted him earlier, letting him know what he'd be walking into if he did, knowing he would come by anyway, but she had to try. She didn't like him seeing her like this.
"I've got cupcakes."
"Fine."
A few minutes later, Killian opened the door and cautiously stepped in, holding a bakery box in his hand.
The girls all turned to look at him as he walked over to them.
"Do you think you have red velvet?" Elsa asked him, eyeing the box curiously.
"I do indeed, love." Killian set the box on the coffee table, opening it up to retrieve the cupcake, and handed it to Elsa.
"Ooh, I want chocolate," Ruby said, reaching her hand out.
He handed her a chocolate one and then gave Emma one with buttercream frosting that he knew was her favorite.
"Good ole faithful Killian. Always to the rescue," Ruby said as the girls bit into their cupcakes.
Killian sat next to Emma and she sat up and reversed her position so that she could lean her head in his lap. She laid on her side, facing the girls with her legs curled up on the couch. His hand came up to move stray strands of hair from her face and behind her shoulder.
"I just can't believe you came. Liam wouldn't even be within a ten mile radius of the three of us when our menstrual cycles sync up," Elsa said.
"Well, I am not my brother. I can't be scared off that easily. You're women and I think that's a beautiful thing," he murmured as he lowered his head to place a kiss on the back of Emma's head and began messaging her shoulder with one hand while the other was entwined in her fingers. She closed her eyes, relishing in his touches, forgetting for a brief moment that she was in pain.
Later that night, Killian and Emma were sitting back in her bed against the headboard, their legs stretched out in front of them as the listened to 'Bleeding Love'. It was a song that was part of a 'period mix' he had gotten her years ago to make her feel better during her menstrual cycle.
He tried to feed her a spoonful of soup while singing along to the lyrics.
"Come on, love. Eat your soup. It's good for your uterus," he encouraged when she refused to eat it.
"Get that away from me," she whined as she turned her face away, grimacing. The sound and sight of food was not appealing to her in her current state.
"Just take it or I'll keep singing." He gave her a pleading smile as he lifted the spoon to her mouth again. She finally turned her head to face him as she surrendered, slurping it in her mouth.
"That's a good lass." He continued to feed it to her and when she finished it, he set the bowl on the night stand and pulled her into his arms, stroking her hair as she leaned her head on his chest. His warm embrace comforted her as she listened to his heartbeat and felt his chest rise and fall as he breathed. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head and she closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.
Emma had stopped at a convenient store to get a few essential items before she went to Killian's place. When she got there, she used the key he had made for her years ago and unlocked the door, carrying a grocery sac in her arm as she entered. He was no where in sight as she walked into the kitchen and took the items out, putting them on the counter. She retrieved a bowl from the cupboard and an ice cream scooper from a drawer, scooping some ice cream into it before putting the carton in the freezer. She opened the bottle of Kahlua that she had purchased and poured some into the bowl before she went to find him. She walked down the hallway and slowing opened his bedroom door.
When she entered the room, he was laying in bed in sweatpants and a t-shirt, staring at the ceiling with a blank look across his features.
"Hey," she murmured in a soft and soothing voice. "I got you some ice cream and Kahlua. It's the ultimate cure for being dumped. At least that's what Ruby and Elsa always tell me," she explained, her lips curling into a small smile. Emma herself never had experience in that department.
She walked over and climbed in bed, sitting next to him with her knees raised and parted as she leaned against the headboard. "Come here," she told him as she patted a spot between her legs with her free hand.
He complied and positioned himself until he was sitting in front of her, his back pressed to her chest. She reached her arms over his shoulders and fed him the ice cream with the Kahlua, being careful not to spill it.
"Thanks love," he said, licking the chocolate and alcohol from his lips
"Do you want to talk about it?"
He gave a heavy sigh as he replied. "There's not really much to tell. It just happened all of a sudden. I mean, I thought we were happy and that things were going well..."
"I know you did. I'm so sorry, Killian."
He didn't say anything after that, only offered her a weak smile.
After he finished the ice cream, she set it on the night stand and he settled himself into her, leaning the back of his head on her shoulder. Her hands reached to cupphis face, stroking his stubbled jaw with her thumb.
"What can I do, Killian?"
He looked up at her and his eyes were dark and full of emotion as they bore into hers. He had loved Milah and as much as Emma had tried to hate her over the years, she couldn't because she made him happy. And that's all she ever wanted for him.
"Just stay here with me, love. I just... just your peresence is all I need..."
Emma's heart ached for him as she wrapped her arms snugly around his stomach, her hand smoothing over his shirt as he buried his face into the crook of her neck.
"I'm here, Killian and I'm not going anywhere. I promise." She ran her fingers through his hair, soothingly as he closed his eyes and grabbed her free hand, bringing it to his cheek. Her heart fluttered as he held it against his warm skin. They fell into a comfortable silence as he pressed his face further into her hand. She combed her fingers through his tousled hair as he slowly drifted off to sleep. She reached for the blanket that was tossed to the side and covered him with it as she leaned down to press a kiss to the top of his head. She rested her cheek there as she felt him breathing steadily under her. She soon fell asleep knowing he was safe in her arms.
