Okay, so apparently I am not done with this chapter, because this chapter came up (which really deserves the M Rating wink wink) and the nexr chapter is finished, but if you feel that I am just prolonging this story for no good reason, and don't think I should continue, let me know :P I just feel like I should write more. So if you didn't guess, this is describing what David and Snow walked into ;) Enjoy and Review. First time doing Smut, and i think the last. Only doing this because a few people wanted it ;)

"Not for long." He tells her, clashing their tongues together once more, as if they were swords rather than skilled muscle. And skilled this pirate is, she learned that in neverland when she kissed him, of course then, there was a significant amount of clothes and that kiss, though intoxicating, did not lead to where this one is headed. This one is volcanic, erupting lust and passion, with every kiss, every caress, every nibble and taste. Killian strokes the inner walls of Emma's mouth with that wonderful tongue, as if her mouth is another hole, then tangling it with hers, curling it around hers, causing her to moan. As he opens his mouth to take a breath,she tugs his lower lips between her teeth, taking a breath as well, but they fuse once more milliseconds later.

No skin is left untouched. She slides her hands up and down his bare chiseled chest, because that's what it is... like his body was carved out of marble, because he is too perfect! She feels every inch of his hot skin under her finger tips, every muscle, from his pecks to his abs. But it is not as if his hand is anymore innocent. Her shirt is halfway up, the fabric being held over her breasts as Killian's hands trace patters across her hips, stomach and back. And it feels so good, it's insane!

"Oh God! Killian!" She moans moving her mouth to the side, but just because her lips are away from him, doesn't mean he removes his from Emma, as he kisses her cheek, and then travels his mouth to her ear, giving a good lick and then a small nip with his teeth. "You..." His hot kisses move down her neck. "I..." He cups her breast through the bra, massaging lightly. "We... Bedroom! Now!" She manages to finally say. But he doesn't stop, he continues to kiss his way down, so Emma has to push him away with a sad whimper.

"Swan." He growls.

"I want you!" She blurts. "And I want this." She bites her swollen lip giving him a shy smile, much like the one he gave her in Neverland before their first kiss. "Now." Their foreheads lean against each other.

"As you wish, milady." He grins and without any warning, scoops her up into his arms bridal style, attacking her mouth once more.

"KILLIAN!" She squirms laughing. He muffles the laughter with his lips and makes his way towards her bedroom.

Hook starts barking as Killian playfully teases her with his tongue. Oh boy, they completely forgot about that dog. And they are about to forget about him soon enough, because Killian kicks the door closed.

"The dog..."

"Will be fine darling."

He practically throws her atop the bed and she laughs, landing with a small thud upon the plush covers. Wasting absolutely no time, he lands on top of her, holding his body up with his right hand and leaning in to kiss her lips once more.

"You're such a pirate." She moans as he resumes his task in ravishing her neck.

"Aye." Lick. "I am." Kiss. "I take what I want." Suck. "And right now that's you." Bite.

"Ah! Seriously!" He licks over the love bite that stands out proudly upon her neck. "If someone sees that, I swear..."

"I think point is for someone to see that, love." The men of Storybrooke need to understand that his fair beauty is just that. His. His woman. His Swan. His love.

"Well, if that's the case." Her leg swings over his hips and she swiftly rolls them over and pins him underneath her. His shock is evident as she easily slides her tongue in his mouth, which is gaped open. But, he quickly recovers and puts as much energy as she does into the soul sucking kiss.

Parting for a moment, she sits up, and peels her shirt off from her body completely, eliciting a moan from him.

"Bloody hell Emma!" His eyes are glued to her breasts, encased in a scarlet colored lace that he wants to just rip off with his teeth. "Absolutely beautiful." He says leaning up to kiss her more. "And you're all mine."

"Says who?" She teases, placing a hand up to maintain the insufferable inch between them.

"The Captain." He growls.

"Oh?" She crooks her eyebrow. "And you think the Captain has any control here? This is my house." She grinds her hips against his, causing him to emit the most adorable sound, a mix between a whimper and a gasp, one she is determined to hear again before the night is over. "My rules." She pushes him back onto the bed, then dismounts him moving off of the bed.

"Swan, you underestimate how persuasive I can be. Now be a good girl and come back to bed." He says with a waggle of his eyebrows.

"If you want me, come and get me Captain."

His eyes do not dare blink as she slowly pulls at her leggings and slides them down her curves, revealing a matching red lace thong to his poor blue eyes. Smiling wickedly, she shimmies them off completely and gives him a twirl to get a full view of her lace getup. His breath hitches at the sight and his jeans feel even more uncomfortable then they did before.

He looks absolutely amazing, even without his pirate attire, without the hot tight leather and deep plunging necklines. If anything Emma would say that jeans were made for him, causing her to drool over how well the material fit over his hips, highlighting his amazing assets. Of course, right here, right now is his best look. Shirtless with sweat glistening off his chest and a line of hair leading down to the area where his pants are constricting him, showing just exactly what he's packing. And Emma has to say... she likes what she sees.

And apparently so does he, because he propels himself from the fluffy mattress and lunges at her, touching and kissing ever inch of her. And God! Does it feel amazing! Instinctively, she jumps up to wrap her legs around him, both of them groaning at the feel of each other so intimately pressed together.

Killian walks forward until her back hits the wall, and she drops one leg to support her weight, but he keeps the other one firmly locked in place, and gives them a little bit of that friction that they so achingly desire.

Emma leans in to disperse open mouth kisses down his chest.

"Good Gods lass!" She licks a line from the rim of his pants all the way back up to his chest, then spreads her kisses along his left shoulder, then give him a good bite atop the sore muscle, sucking the skin until it reddens to match the mark he left on her. "Emma you're a bloody tease."

She smirks and gives an adorable little pout while 'kissing it better'. "Just want all the women to back off and understand that you're mine."

"Then you bear me with a battle wound I will happily display."

Emma runs her hands up and down his fine body. "Battle wounds?"

"Aye." He winks, caressing her neck tenderly.

"Well, I don't want to harm my most prized possession." She teases, then abruptly kisses him again with all the passion that she can muster, not that he's complaining. "I guess I have to make it up to you." Her lips travel down the column of his neck once more, and he moans as she nips at his nipples, cupping the back of her head gently. Continuing her path, she drops to her knees teasing the skin of his stomach as she brings her hands up to smooth out along his thighs before biting at the zipper of his jeans, slowly pulling it down.

He feels both relieved and tense at the same time. Relief as his confines are now broken and his erection can spring free, yes Storybrooke's britches were more of a hassle than a benefit, but stress because his Swan, his love is on her hands and knees, about to do something that might give off the wrong signals.

"Love, what are you doing?" He croaks, because it is taking all his strength to not just let her go through with it, to take him and have her way with him.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" She asks, stroking him. Was this un ventured territory in the Enchanted Forest?

"Emma!" He gasps. "Stop." Looking, up with him in confusion, she stops her movements and lets him pull her back up to him as he steps out of his pants.

Doesn't he want this? Because she's pretty sure that by his condition he's not one to protest against it.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't want you to think that this is what I'm after here, my love. I want this to be more than just about that. We have all the time in the world for that, but for now I want to show you what you mean to me." He wants to make love to her, prove that she is more than a wench. "I love you Emma."

She looks at Killian, processing his words. He implied his feelings for her in Echo Cave, but never did she ever think he could love her.

"Killian... I love you too."

Those words come as a shock to both of them. All this time, Killian had backed away to allow Baelfire the chance to be with her. He never imagined that she'd harbor any feelings for him, let alone love him. Him. The pirate.

Emma never thought she would fall in love with him either, but there was always something preventing her from kissing Neal or being intimate with him. And now looking at Hook... Killian... she sees the man who has her heart. The man who would sacrifice anything for her. The man who loves her unconditionally.

Their lips crash again, but this time instead of being fueled by lust its fueled by love. He lifts her up so she wraps her legs around him, that damned enticing lace rubbing against his shaft painfully. He carries them back to the bed, wear he gently lays her down , kissing her like a dying man. His lips are like a drug, she can't get enough, so when he breaks apart to move to her shoulder blades, her lips mourn the loss. But she whimpers as his hand runs along the inside of her bra, playing with her nipple.

"Oh Killian!" He kisses the middle of her chest and the tops of her breasts as his hand tries to get rid of the pesky scarlet laced corset, with no success. She laughs lightly, and gently pushes his hand away, to reach behind her and undo the clasp. He stares at her now exposed chest, mouth hanging open at the sight. Said mouth soon closes around her peaks, drawing a shuddered breath from her. "God Captain!"

He growls around the skin and tugs it lightly with his teeth, alternating between the pair. He gives her a final kiss, lick and suck and makes his way down her body.

"Tell me what you want my love." Killian grasps the red lace with his teeth and drags it down at an agonizingly gentle pace.

"I want you, Killian. I want my Captain." Her nicknames seem to rouse him even more, as he groans. "I want Captain Hook. I want my love."

Killian rises up to meet Emma's sparkling emeralds. Her hands brushes the side of his face gently as they both lean into each other and engage in a loving kiss. He breaks from her mouth for a split second, giving her the last chance to say no, but she urges him to continue, wrapping her arms and legs around him and he leans forward molding them into one.

"Killian!" Emma shouts, so he kisses her senselessly in order to prevent the whole town from hearing her. She moans against his mouth as his thrusting tongue is synchronized with his hips as he begins to make love to her.

The movements are gentle yet strong, passionate yet filled with lust yet driven by love.

He feels amazing, his thrusts penetrating deeply causing her muscles to clench tightly around his hot pulsing member. She feels amazing to him as well. He feels as if he's being sucked into an abyss and has to pertain all his self control not to give in to his inner pirate and drive into her full speed. No, he is no longer the infamous womanizing King of the Seven Seas, but a man in love with the most beautiful jewel among all the realms. A man making love to his princess.

"Emma." He groans, changing the angle, meeting that wondrous spot that causes her to bite down on his shoulder to mute herself.

Their bodies are slick with heat and sweat, moving in unison. Hands roam every, caressing, pinching, scratching. He is just the right size, the right fit and Oh God! does he know how to use his assets.

But he is not taking her like a barbarian, not trying to make her scream till there is no more power left in her lungs. Killian is sticking to his word and demonstrating his love through each delicious thrust. He is making love to her, something no man has ever done for her, not even Neal.

So, amongst the heavy breaths, Emma reaches up to cup the side of his face and surprises him with a breathless kiss. They moan into each others mouths as muscles begin to tense and the edge loom closer and closer.

"Yes!" She screams as he starts to pull her mind into bliss.

They crash and burn together, clutching onto one another for dear life. Their cries are muffled by endless, souls sucking kisses as he finally stills above her.

It seems as if ages pass by, remaining in the frozen, joined state. Killian rolls them over so Emma now remains atop him. Heartbeats begin to slow and their breaths come out more even then before.

Emma nuzzles her head onto his chest, closing her eyes. "That was... wow... I... wow."

"Aye." He agrees. She looks up into his eyes and smiles at his sated and content gaze.

Woof! Little Hook, because what's between Killian's legs should be called big Hook, starts scratching at the door and whining.

"Go away you bloody scoundrel." The pirate laughs.

"It's a good thing we closed the door."

"Precisely, I'm the only male who gets to see my beautiful love naked."

She smiles and kisses him. "I love you so much."

"And I love you, my Swan." There's pure truth in his words and it makes Emma want nothing more than have his body fill hers and take her to paradise once more. But this time she wants it to be reckless, fun and even more mind blowing... not that she is complaining at all about what just came to pass...

"So I'm yours?" She raises an eyebrow, tracing patterns onto his chest.

"Just as I am yours." He wiggles his eyebrows and leans in for a kiss.

She smiles into his lips and bites his lip playfully earning a growl from him.

"Love, I'd suggest you behave, or I may have to show you my other moves." His expression goes dangerous as he bucks up against her.

"Is that supposed to be a threat?" She gasps. "Because I'd say you're enticing me more than frightening me."

"Is that so?" He flips them over and with a wicked grin settles himself in between her legs, as she giggles, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"You know, Captain, I have a few moves of my own that will have you at my mercy." She purrs, planting a peck on his pulse point.

"Do you plan on dominating me Princess?"

"As a matter of fact..." She pushes against him with all her might until she is fully on top of him. "I will."

"I have to admit, I'm enjoying the... bloody hell Swan!" She grasps at his manhood and starts pumping him at a slow but torturous pace. "You're going to kill me you Siren."

"We wouldn't want that Hook..." she pinches the head slightly, causing him to make a very unmanly mewl. "No, I'd prefer you alive and fully functional." Satisfied that he is at full mast she sheaths the blade in letting out a sigh of relief.

"Mother of Pearl! Lass you have to give me a warning before you... uhh." She silences him by slamming her hips against his.

"You feel so good Captain." She moans setting a fast pace. Her hands clamp down on his shoulders as she bounces up and down. "Are you enjoying yourself they way I am?"

Instead of responding he sits up, causing her to gasp at the new position. He hushes her with his lips.

"Does that answer your question love?" He grins bucking at her.

"You... forget..." She pants. "I'm in charge." She pushes him back down and rides him more forcefully, screaming out his moniker and title, and she swears that her dirty talking drives him closer to the edge. So she tries something new.

"Oh Hook, you're such a good boy." She says in a low voice.

They both think they here a scuffle at the door, but it's probably the dog, so the disturbance is ignored.

Feeling that he has remained the prey for too long, Killian lets out a growl and flips them over, pounding into her as she continues to scream.

"Yes! So good!" Emma shouts.

"Emma!" Killian moans, and they are just about to reach oblivion.

There is no doubt in her mind that he is an amazing lover, but she still wants some sort of control, so she continues to be vocal.

"Oh! Captain!" Emma screams.

And that does it. They both explode like a volcano and just like that they turn into lust driven to expressing their love for each other, kissing until no oxygen remained in their lungs.

"God! I love you!" Killian's voice wavers, finally breaking away to breathe.

"I... I love you too!" Emma says, sounding on the brink of tears.

He looks down on her, his love, his life. And after a final kiss, settles next to her as she wraps her arms around him and they both fall asleep... spent and content.

Opinions? Compliments? Insult? Review! ;) I'm going to go watch the Winter finale now! :D