A/N: Once again, many thanks to those who read and even more thanks to those who reviewed! Quick shoutout to theoakleafbearer for pointing out my slip-up in the first chapter, which has been fixed!
Also:The rating goes up this chapter!
Emma's Second Reason: His Willingness
It had been around five months since Emma and Killian's first date, and she had to admit that she was surprised at how well things were going between them.
Things were going so well, that she'd even let him join her a few mornings a week when she went into Granny's for her daily coffee. This morning as she walked into the diner, Killian was already seated at the counter, talking with Ruby as he waited for Emma to arrive. When he heard the bell over the door ring, he turned his head to see the object of his affections hanging up her jacket. A smile spread across Killian's face as he crossed the diner to greet Emma.
Emma melted a little in his embrace as she took in his smell of salt and rum. Killian hugged her tightly and kissed her on the forehead. "Morning, love. Ruby and I were just wondering what was keeping you."
Emma smiled against his chest before separating herself from his embrace. "Maybe if you didn't get here so early, you wouldn't have to wonder." She looked at him, and could guess what he was about to say. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Good form and all that."
Killian chuckled as he lead her into the diner, hand-in-hand. Emma hopped up onto her stool, and waited for Ruby to bring her coffee over.
"Good Morning, Em." Ruby nearly sang her greeting as she placed the mug in front of her friend.
Emma looked dubiously at the waitress for a minute. "What has gotten into you this morning, Ruby?" Emma asked, skeptically.
Ruby looked from Emma to Killian and back again. "I know something you don't know."
Emma looked suspiciously back and forth between her friend and her pirate. "Anybody care to fill me in?"
Just as Ruby opened her mouth to speak again, Killian piped up, with an almost hurried tone. "Ruby! Would you run back to the kitchen and get me that thing we discussed earlier, lass?"
Ruby looked at him, confused. "What thing was that?"
Killian appeared as if he were running out of patience, and gave her a look that seemed to say "take the hint."
Ruby put a knowing look on her face and smacked her palm into her forehead, as if she'd just remembered something urgent. "Oh right! That thing! Be back in a few." With that, she disappeared into the kitchen leaving Emma at the bar with a confused expression on her face as Killian looked at her.
He scrambled to change the subject. "So, what's on the agenda today, Sheriff?"
Emma gave him a suspicious look, letting him change the subject but filing her questions away for later. She cleared her throat before speaking. "Uh, nothing new, really. David has work stuff he wants to talk about, and then I'm headed home by six as usual. Why?"
Killian brought his face close enough to hers so that his lips brushed against her ear, sending chills down her spine. "I thought that maybe the two of us could get together for a bit this evening." He planted a warm kiss just below her ear.
Emma was ready to jump at the opportunity, but she remembered something. "Dammit, I forgot that I'm supposed to be having dinner with my parents tonight." Killian groaned as she finished her thought. "I'd much rather be spending my evening with you though, believe me."
He smiled at the sentiment and settled back into his seat. "Another time, then, love."
Emma tapped her index finger against her chin in thought. "Well, maybe not. I'm sure David and Mary Margaret wouldn't mind if I brought you along."
It was Killian's turn to be skeptical as he gave her a questioning look. "Are you feeling alright, love? If I'm not mistaken I would swear I just heard you invite me, a pirate captain, to have dinner with Prince Charming and Snow White?"
Emma rolled her eyes at his sarcasm. "Oh come on, Killian. You know my parents don't have any bad feelings toward you! If I didn't know better I'd say that you and David were becoming friends."
Killian couldn't deny the truth in her words. In the time that he and Emma had been seeing each other, the prince's feelings toward him had gone from disdain, to tolerance, and slowly to friendship. Mary Margaret had been completely opposite, however, embracing Killian from the moment she knew of her daughter's feelings toward him.
Emma gave Killian a pleading look as he tried to avoid her gaze. "Please, Killian! It's gonna be at my place, so if you feel uncomfortable we can just cut it short. I promise." She had inched closer to him and had one hand on his shoulder, the other one holding his hand. Her thumb was sweeping to and fro over the back of his hand as she waited for his reply.
He hated to see her beg, at least in this context, and decided to acquiesce. "Fine," he breathed with a sigh, "but as soon as I feel uncomfortable, I take my leave." Killian was not looking forward to spending time with her parents so much as he was looking forward to just being with Emma.
She giggled with delight and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before getting up from her seated position. "I gotta run, I don't want to be late for work! Walk me to the station?"
Killian smiled and rose to follow Emma to the door. They chattered happily as they made their way to Emma's workplace. When they got to the door, Emma left his side to unlock it before returning to give Killian a kiss on the lips. She looked into his eyes and smiled, loving that he was so affected by such a small gesture. "I'll see you tonight?"
He nodded. "I give you my word, lass."
She backed away, hating to have to cut their exchange short. "Be at my apartment by 7:00, okay?"
He nodded again, smiling. "I'll be there, Swan." He turned toward the docks, walking away as she stepped into the station. He was in deep now.
Emma sighed contentedly as she strolled into the station. David wasn't there yet, and she'd wanted to tell him that Killian would be joining them for dinner. "I guess he'll just have to be surprised, then." She thought to herself and sat down at her desk and decided to at least try to make a dent in her paperwork.
At 7:00 there was a light rapping on the door to her apartment, and Emma figured it was Killian. She opened the door to see him standing there, not in his usual black leather, but in a dark gray cotton tee shirt under a simple black jacket with a pair of dark jeans. Emma had seen him wear clothes besides his pirate garb before, but this time she saw something different when she looked at him.
His face had an unsure expression as he looked down at his outfit and back up into Emma's eyes. "Did I wear the wrong thing? I wasn't sure what to wear so I-"
She took his hand and led him into the apartment before hugging him tightly. "No, Killian. It's perfect. I just-" She sighed. "Thank you, for trying. I know this is a little strange for you, and it means a lot for you to be here with me."
He smiled as he held her in his arms. "Believe me when I tell you that there's nowhere else I'd rather be, love."
About ten minutes later, there was more knocking on the door, and they both knew what that meant: the Charmings were here.
Emma opened the door to see her mother and father standing outside of her apartment. "Hey guys," Emma greeted both with a smile, "come on in."
David was first through the door, taking off his jacket, and giving his daughter a hug. He turned, and saw Killian, which made him stop in his tracks. David eyed the other man for a moment, looking him up and down. "Hook. Were you just leaving?"
Emma cut in, not giving Killian a chance to respond. "He's actually staying, David. He's going to be having dinner with us tonight."
David raised an eyebrow looking back and forth between his daughter and her "friend." He shrugged and then walked over to the couch, taking a seat and turning on the TV.
Emma let out a sigh of relief as Mary Margaret gave her a quick hug before walking over to Killian. "It's nice to see you again, Killian." She said, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I for one," she raised her voice in David's direction, and lowered it again "am glad that you could make it." Mary Margaret's little act of defiance put a smile on Emma's face as she tried not to laugh out loud. David rolled his eyes and turned his attention back toward the TV.
When dinner was finally prepared, both couples took a seat at the table. Mary Margaret sat next to David, with Emma and Killian seated across from them. Emma was worried about how the evening would play out, but she was relieved that the conversation flowed freely between the four of them.
After dinner, Killian and David cleared the table and washed the dishes, talking and laughing among themselves while Mary Margaret and Emma talked privately on the couch. Mary Margaret had a loving smile on her face as she and Emma talked, but there was something on her mind, and Emma could see it.
"What's up, Mary Margaret?"
She was caught off-guard by Emma suddenly changing the subject, as she thought she'd been masking her emotions better than that. "Oh, I guess it's nothing." She paused. "I just really had a good time tonight. And I could tell that you were enjoying yourself, too. There is something about that man that brings out a completely different side of you, Emma. I hope I get to see more of it." She patted Emma on the knee and got up to see how their men were making out with the dishes, as Emma stayed behind on the couch.
A few minutes later, the dishes were washed, dried and put away. Emma got up from the couch as her parents were putting on their jackets, preparing to leave for the night. She and Killian joined them by the door.
"Thank you for dinner, Emma," Mary Margaret started, "We'll have dinner at our house next time, okay?" Her eyes moved to Killian now. "I hope you'll be able to join us, Killian." He smiled and nodded at Mary Margaret before she hugged both of them and headed out of the door.
David hugged Emma, and shook Killian's hand as he spoke to him. "We ought to grab a beer sometime, Hook. We have a lot to talk about." Killian nodded in agreement as David slapped him playfully on the shoulder.
"See you around, mate." Killian said as he closed the door behind David, turning to Emma with a relieved sigh. "I wasn't sure if I was going to make it through this evening, lass." He walked over to her couch and plopped down, a tired expression on his face.
Emma laughed softly as she joined him, allowing him to rest his hand on her knee. "Well, I'm glad that you survived it. I officially owe you a favor after putting you through all that." She kissed him on the cheek looking into his eyes. "I mean it. You think of something and just let me know."
Killian could feel a smile slowly make its way onto his lips, as he brought his face closer to hers. His voice was barely a whisper as he spoke. "I can think of something I'd like right now." He moved his hand from her knee up to her thigh and back again, at a leisurely pace.
Even through her jeans, his touch had an immediate effect on her. She looked into his eyes for a moment, and kissed him on the lips, moving now so that she was straddling him, a knee on either side of his hips. She pressed herself into his lap, smiling at the growl that escaped Killian's throat. He bucked his hips upward, not expecting the loud moan that came from Emma as she moved her mouth, placing kisses down his jaw, neck, and collarbone before coming back to his lips.
He moved his lips down to her collarbone, kissing softly and then nipping at the exposed skin of her chest. Emma reached between them and pushed his jacket off of his shoulders, removing it and tossing it off to the side. Killian followed her lead and lifted her shirt over her head and went back to kissing her exposed skin. She pulled off his shirt, and moved her hands to his muscular shoulders, then up his neck to the back of his head, tugging lightly on the hair there so that she could kiss his lips again. Her lips crashed into his, and she couldn't stop the moan that fought its way out of her throat when his hand ran over her inner thigh.
Killian stood, as Emma locked her legs around his waist. He started walking toward the stairs, and threw her down on the bed once they'd made it into her room. She loved the sight of him standing there, shirtless, watching her every move. She got up and stood in front of him, kissing him on the chest and collarbone as she started to unbutton his jeans. She pulled the zipper down, and felt the effects of his arousal. She slipped her hand into his pants, and he groaned at her touch. He brought his lips down to her ear, speaking in a gruff voice that did things to her that she hadn't thought possible.
"It's not polite to tease, Emma."
She could feel his hot breath disperse over her skin, and it made her shiver. He stepped away from her, completely undressing now, as she did the same.
Killian pushed her onto her back on the bed. She watched him in anticipation, waiting for him to make the next move. He brought himself down on top of her, with his hand between them. She gasped as his hand found its way to her core, which was eager for his touch. He moved his hand slowly and deliberately. The effect he was having on her made him smile as he drew his hand away from Emma's core, to her dismay. As soon as his hand was gone, she missed the contact, but was ready for something more. She looked deeply into his eyes and spoke in a longing voice, "Killian, I need you. Now." She didn't have to tell him twice as he positioned himself between her legs.
He was at her entrance in a second, however, he was determined to drag this out. Emma couldn't believe him. She was putty in his hand, yet he was still intent on teasing her. She pushed him onto his back and straddled him again, both parties groaning as they felt his length press deeply into her. She started to move, slowly at first, then picking up her pace as she drew closer and closer to coming undone. Within minutes, they were both on the verge of release. Killian sat up to embrace her as she continued to grind into him. Orgasm reached Emma first, but she maintained her pace, as she could feel that he was close. A few thrusts later, Killian was taken over as waves of pleasure washed through him. They both laid back, Emma still on top of him as they tried to catch their breath.
Emma was the first to move. She positioned herself next to him, laying her head on his chest.
Then Killian spoke, though his voice was still low and strained. "You are bloody amazing, love."
She smiled at him, and kissed her way up from his chest to his lips. She laid her head down again, as they settled under the covers for the night. Emma rolled onto her side, and Killian nestled in closely behind her, placing a kiss on the back of her head. She was looking forward to having her morning coffee with him again tomorrow, picturing the look on Ruby's face when she saw them walk in together.
Thinking of Ruby brought back Emma's memories of the exchange the three of them had had in the diner earlier. Before Killian could fall asleep, Emma chose to ask him what was going on between him and Ruby this morning.
"Killian. Killian." She spoke his name while tapping his arm, which was draped over her. He had just barely drifted off to sleep before she drew him back again.
"Yes, Emma?" His voice was groggy, and she almost felt guilty to wake him, but she needed to know.
"This morning when I came into Granny's, you were talking with Ruby. What did you tell her that made her act so giddy and weird?"
Killian sighed, realizing he wouldn't be able to keep his little secret once she got it in her mind that she wanted to know. "I told her, Emma, that I am falling in love with you."
Emma froze at his words, and turned around to face him. "What did you say?"
He saw the fear in her eyes, but refused to back down. "I said, I love you, Emma Swan."
Emma felt as though she could cry, she was brimming with emotion as she looked him in the eyes and replied, "I love you, too."
