The Perfect Costume


Emma stood in the corner, thinking that she was wearing the perfect costume. Beer in one hand, phone in the other, completely surrounded by a shower curtain. Thank you Karate Kid for the idea. A shower curtain, hula hoop, PVC piping, a whole roll of duct tape and two hours later she had a costume. Sure she was going to hear it from her later, but for once she was enjoying herself at Ruby's 'costume mandatory' Halloween party.

That enjoyment was short-lived when she saw a hook pull back the curtain, and a leather clad pirate stepped into her sanctuary. Damn the hula hoop for allowing room for two.

"Swan, you cannot possibly tell me that your phone is better company than meself."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure I can."

"I don't even need the Emma Swan lie detector to know that's a lie."

Rolling her eyes she tried to dismiss him. "Okay, Captain Hook. Now go away."

He completely ignored her. "Next year you should come as Tinkerbell or maybe Wendy. We can do a couple's costume."

"Have you ever even read the book? Captain Hook would NEVER be a couple with Wendy or Tinkerbell."

"So maybe we should do something a bit more modern? Khal Drogo and Khaleesi? I'd enjoy being your sun and stars. And you've certainly the hair to be Khaleesi" He reached out to stroke his hand through one of her long blonde tresses. She tried moving back, unsuccessfully. The costume didn't really allow for a retreat.

"Right, because you and I will totally be doing a couple's costume next year."

He went silent.

"Why do you always do that?" he asked. He was serious and studying her face.

"Do what?

"Retreat. Try to act like I don't mean what I say."

"When are you ever serious, Killian? You're Captain Innuendo."

"I'm always serious when it comes to you, Emma. I like you. I've just spent so many years being rebuffed. I think the innuendo might be how I protect myself now."

Emma was surprised. This was the most open she'd ever seen him. And her lie detector was silent. She'd spent so long assuming Killian was kidding when he hit on her, figuring it was all part of a joke. She'd never thought he was serious. One look at him now had her reevaluating years of interactions.

He took his chance, leaning down to place a kiss on her lips.

She let her beer bottle fall to the floor, ignoring the clattering and hoping the music disguised the sound. Her arms went around the pirate's neck, and she deepened the kiss. It was Killian who steered them toward the wall, not caring about who they may have run over, until Emma's was pinned against the bricks, and their bodies were pressed fully together. Ruby would have zero complaints about Emma's costume if she were to see the situation inside now.

She broke away to catch her breath. "So, next year Khaleesi and Khal Drogo?" she said as soon as her breathing evened out. She felt Killian smile against her ear. His hand pulled down the front of her shirt, exposing the tops of her breasts, and he placed kisses down her neck and down her chest, finally reaching his goal.

He heard her moan as his lips grazed the swells of her breasts.

"Whatever you wish, Moon of My Life."

Suddenly Emma was very glad for the privacy the curtain was providing. Not for the first time that night, Emma reflected that she had selected the perfect costume.