"A hot tub? That was the name the inventor came up with? Seriously, how original," Killian mocked staring at the large pool of water that was currently steaming on the backside of their long wrap around porch. Emma wanted to get a pool but they didn't have enough room in their yard to fit one, so a spa was kind of a compromise. Henry was the one that gave Emma the idea. For weeks he was begging her to buy one convinced that it would make "guys night" with his friends that much cooler.
"I know the name isn't all that creative but I think you will like it," Emma insisted, leaning up on her toes to give him a loving kiss to his lips.
"Want to try it out now, Captain?" She smiled, her arms still wrapped around him as little bubbles rose to the surface.
"What the hell. I'll try anything once," He shrugged, following his true love back inside and up the stairs to their bedroom. They quickly changed into their suits. Emma wore a new red string bikini that she had a feeling Hook was going to love. Killian slipped on a pair of swim trunks that she had recently bought him that fit him incredibly well. Before now he would just strip down in the nude to swim which was a little more gutsy than Emma felt comfortable with now that Henry living in the house with them. He then slide off his hook and brace before jogging back down the stairs.
"I think I need a drink after the work day I've had. Do you want anything babe?" She shouted from the kitchen in very minimal clothing. Today she had to listen to her parents argue over whether or not her brother was going to have a huge royal birthday celebration.
Of course her mother wanted to go all out and invite the entire town to celebrate Neal's first birthday. But her father on the other hand wanted a small intimate gathering with just family. Emma had no clue what the big deal was. The kid was only one! It wasn't like he was going to remember any of it anyways! The whole ordeal gave her a massive headache and the only thing that kept her going was the promise of a whole bottle of wine waiting for her in the pantry.
"I wouldn't mind a rum, love," She heard him reply as she grabbed them both their drinks and sauntered to the back porch. It was truly a beautiful spring night in Storybrooke. It was warm enough to be outside but cool enough to still enjoy the tub under the stars. It was one of the many things she loved about small town Maine. You could see every constellation in the sky, unlike New York or Boston.
"So do I just get in it?" Killian puzzled looking inquisitively at water.
"Yeah, it's just like a bathtub, nothing to be afraid of," Emma laughed, mocking her cautious pirate.
"I'm not afraid, love. Especially of a little water," He reassured dipping each of his toes in one by one until he settled into the soothing spa. She followed sinking in right beside him. Emma turned around to a panel of controls and pushed a few buttons, turning on the jets. The motion scared Killian so much he practically jumped out of the water. Emma broke out into a hysterical laughing fit almost to the brink of tears.
"Bloody hell! What was that?!" He gasped, attempting to solve the mystery of the powerful stream of water hitting his back.
"Not scared of water, huh?" She smirked, flashing him a saucy smile. Finally a grin formed on Hook's face after seeing the joy it had brought his Swan.
"They are called jets, Killian. I promise they don't bite," Emma giggled, pouring herself a glass of wine.
"I wasn't scared, they just startled me that's all," He remarked sipping on his rum. They used this rare time to catch up and soak up one another's presence. Killian loved that he finally had his Swan all to himself. He always insisted on weekly date nights, even if it was just watching a movie in their living room or dinner at Granny's. It was a tradition that she hoped would never die. Killian was lost in his own thoughts when Emma pulled him back to reality.
"So, how was your day? Do anything interesting?" She sighed, breathing in the relaxing spring air letting the warm water melt away all the worries of the world.
"Well, as a matter of fact I did. I took Henry sailing again, but this time he did it completely by himself. He was the captain today and he did a pretty great job if I do say so myself, but he did have a great teacher," Killian smirked watching the water simmer in the moonlight.
"Thats amazing! I wished I could have seen it," She replied taking another sip of wine.
"Me too, I missed you terribly today," He admitted, his cheeks beginning to flush. He didn't know if it was from the heat or the beautiful woman tucked closely next to him.
"You missed me, huh? Well I have to say I missed you too," Emma smiled, leaning in, slanting her lips over his. She only intended on giving him a loving peck but she should have known better when it came to Killian. A simple kiss almost never was "simple". Soon she felt his tongue skim the seam of her lips begging for entrance. Emma granted without a fight. She knew he needed this just as much as she did.
"When will Henry get back from babysitting Neal?" Killian mumbled out between their passionate makeout. His fingers tangled in her golden tresses.
"Not until well after midnight," Emma moaned as her partner moved to the more sensitive part of her neck, sucking on her pulse point. She knew she would have a mark in the morning but she could bring herself to care. She felt his hand move from her hair down to the back of her neck, slowly pulling the knot undone letting the revealing fabric to reveal even more.
"Killian, we are still in public. We have neighbors, what if they see?" She gasped letting the pleasure envelop her body. He was too tempting to resists. "Oh, fuck it."
Giving in, Emma let out an audible groan that drove him mad. Killian's hand traveled down cupping her ass, pulling her onto his lap with ease. She could feel his impressive length teasing her soaked folds through the thin material of her suit.
The tops of Emma's breasts lightly bouncing above the water was his undoing. They were so perfect, the way they gleamed giving her skin a gorgeous glow. Her suit doing nothing to hide her increased arousal. Her nipples showed through the thin material desperately begging to be touched.
He lowered his head to one of her peaks, tasting the bud. It was a excellent combination of her unique taste and the salty water covering her skin. Killian reached his hand back again to untie the rest of her suit, letting it float in the water without a care. Emma then felt his his fingers snake back to her stomach before slipping his digits through her heat.
"You're always so wet for me, love," He growled, his erection now pressing tightly against Emma's sex. Killian lifted his hips up, while Emma helped him shimmy his trunks down a touch in order to free his manhood from that restricting garment. She gave him a few quick pumps teasing of what's to come. They never missed a beat. Reading each others body, wants, and needs just became second nature. He returned to the heat between her legs. She was lush and slick, his fingertips sliding over her. She felt the anticipation building. He circled her tender nub a few times before pushing aside the fabric covering her sex just enough to line himself up at her entrance. Emma moaned at the intrusion, stretching and burning all in the best ways. Her walls expanding to make room for him. She loved the feeling of being completely full. The drag of her slick canal had Killian almost coming on the spot.
She set a punishing pace, driving herself down on him, her lips never leaving his. The hot water splashed all around them. Some even spilled onto the deck, but there was more important things at hand. He could feel her shudder when he thrusted up into her causing a rippling affect of pleasure throughout both of their bodies. Their twin moans mingled in the night sky.
"Fuck Killian, I'm so close," Emma swore, her breasts locked tightly against his gorgeous forest of untamed chest hair. He dipped his hand back into her bottoms finding her oversensitive clit. Swiping his fingers only twice before he had her coming on his cock. Falling over the edge as pleasure washed over her in waves, but Emma never stopped her ministrations wanting to take him over the cliff with her. It didn't take long for her partner to follow her. Hot bursts shot up into her, coating her walls as she milked him dry of every last drop.
"You know I think this whole hot tub idea is starting grow on me. I could get used to using it every night," Killian teased, resting his forehead on hers while they both caught their breaths.
"Wow, every night? Someone's feeling a bit optimistic," She giggled smoothing her hands over his biceps.
"Well, you do know that I like a challenge," He remarked, giving her a cheeky smile.
"Speaking of challenges, would you mind tying my top back up?" Emma asked attempting to push her wet hair off her neck.
"I'm usually better at taking things off instead of putting them back on," Killian sassed, displaying his one good hand. Before she had the chance to argue back the door to the back porch opened. And there stood Henry who was home a little early from babysitting his uncle.
"Hey is it okay if I invite Violet over tomorrow to use the hot tub?" Henry question looking down at his phone. Emma was completely mortified. The only thing covering her modesty was the tub jets that made seeing through the water difficult but not impossible. Instead of panicking she decided to play it cool and with the look in Killian's eyes she knew they were on the same page.
"Yeah that should be fine as long as one of us are here," Emma responded her face and neck red from embarrassment.
"Oh and thanks for taking me sailing today, Killian. I had a great time," He smiled looking up from his phone. He was wondering why the both of them seemed a little on edge until he saw a red bikini top float from behind Killian. It took him mere seconds to put the pieces together. There was a shared awkward moment between all of them before Killian broke the silence.
"Oh, you see that broke and I was just helping your mother fix it," He mumbled scratching behind his ear. A nervous tick that he seemed to pick up over the years.
"Okay gross, I'm just gonna go to bed, goodnight," Henry muttered, booking it up the stairs as fast as he could.
"Broken? Seriously that's the story you decided to go with?" Emma giggled hysterically reaching for her top that was still floating in the water.
"It was the first thing that came to mind, don't poke fun," He smiled assisting her with pulling her hair back. "But it really is a shame that the hot tub will be occupied tomorrow. I really think I'm starting to like it."
"Well, the good thing is we have a pretty big tub in our master bathroom that we haven't tried out yet. Do you think we can recreate this experience?" Emma teased, tying the strings of her suit into a bow.
"I think we should most definitely give it a try."
