WARNING: THIS FICTION IS RATED M FOR A REASON
The shrill call of a seagull shook Sarah from her slumber. She kept her eyes closed to block out the rising sun and began to rub her face sleepily. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes one at a time to minimize the agony of the sunlight. Slowly stretching out her limbs, she hoisted her body to the edge of the bed and walked over to her wardrobe. Grabbing a simple cream colored blouse and tight black pants, she shed her sleeping clothes and shimmied into her new ones. She tugged on her favorite pair of boots and fastened her holster around her waist. Today she would fulfill her destiny. Today she would find the magic beans to whisk her away from Neverland forever. Walking over to the desk in the corner of her room, she grabbed her father's old compass and headed out the door.
As Sarah ascended the stairs, she was pleased to see her crew already well into their daily tasks and smiled to herself. Making her way over to the helm, she squeezed the compass in her hand with adrenaline and excitement.
"Oi, Cap'n. Weather conditions are in our favor today. Ought'a cut out a few hours."
"Perfect. Pete, tell the boys to set our sails and GET US OUT'A HERE FOR GOOD!" Sarah exclaimed, earning a hardy cheer from her crew. Smiling, she looked at her compass and back at the horizon. Her father would be proud; His daughter, a feared female pirate. She wished that he could be with her now, sharing the seas and adventures on her ship the Siren.
*10 Years Before*
"Aye, Sarah! Be careful with that bloody sword! Almost cut that boys head clean off! You're supposed to be practicing- not killing each other!" Sarah's father, Titus, yelled from his spot near the helm of the Jolly Roger.
"Tell him to stop irritating me then! Always moving his mouth and nothing but shit comes out!" she laughed her response so that the whole crew could hear her.
Titus laughed with the rest of the crew and shook his head. Next to him stood his best friend, Davy Jones, who was the captain of the Jolly Roger. Jones had convinced Titus to accompany him on his voyage to Neverland, seeking eternal youth. Titus brought his 15 year old daughter Sarah along, much to the dismay of the crew. The sea was no place for women; brings bad luck, they said. But Sarah was all that Titus had left in the world after his wife ran off into the night, never to return. She was raised a pirate and a damn good one. Her beauty was undeniable and her swordplay was as deadly as his own. She was the perfect secret weapon and he loved her more than anything.
He wasn't the only one that loved her, however. Jones' son Killian had always shown interest in Sarah but as the two got older, that interest had grown tenfold.
"Y'know love, you don't always have to hide your true feelings for me ..." Killian smirked as they circled each other with outstretched swords.
Sarah darted her eyes back and forth and slowly lowered her sword. "But Killian, what will our fathers think? I couldn't possibly ..." she paused, watching Killian stop in his tracks with a shocked expression on his face. Taking advantage of his confused state, Sarah closed the distance between them and kissed him hard on the lips.
Killian was stunned and once he realized what was happening, he kissed her back. He'd waited years for this moment to come and her lips were even softer than he had imagined. Reveling in the moment, Killian didn't notice Sarah's blade coming towards his neck.
Sarah pulled back slightly, leaving enough room to speak with her lips brushing his with every soft word she spoke. "I. Win." She whispered, Killian's eyes going wide.
"That's cheating, love! I call foul!" Killian yelled as he backed away from Sarah's deadly blade.
Sarah laughed uncontrollably and choked out, "You. are. SO. predicable!"
A sudden yell from the crow's nest stopped everyone in their tracks. "A SHIP! FLAGS COLORED BLACK. ON OUR STARBOARD SIDE!"
Panic set in quickly as the crew began to run about, preparing cannons and grabbing their weapons. Sarah looked at Killian with determination in her eyes and they both prepared themselves for a bloody battle.
"MEN! THEY'RE COMING AT US TOO QUICKLY TO USE THE CANNONS! WE'LL HAVE TO LET THEM BOARD AND FIGHT THEM MAN TO MAN! PREPARE YOURSELVES!" Captain Jones yelled to his crew.
Titus and Davy both climbed down to assist the men. Within a few moments, they were boarded and enemy men swarmed the Jolly Roger. Sarah and Killian were both so immersed in the bloodshed that they didn't notice Regina, the Evil Queen, step onto the ship. Without so much as a word, she held both Davy and Titus in some sort of force field above the ground.
"I have heard rumors, gentlemen. Rumors of magic beans? I believe that you know their location and I must have it."
Davy spoke first, "Go to hell, you damned witch! I don't owe you anything so you best be leaving now."
Regina laughed, a horribly twisted sound, and used her magic to strangle both Davy and Titus. Everyone stopped fighting and watched the Queen. Sarah and Killian turned to see their fathers struggling to stay alive.
Without a second thought, Sarah charged at Regina. Knocking her off kilter, Regina turned to Sarah and lifted her off the ground with a flick of her wrist.
"My, my, what a pretty little thing. It's a shame that I'm going to have to kill you. GUARDS! TAKE HER TO THE SHIP AND MAKE SURE SHE'S ... COMFORTABLE."
Sarah fell into the hands of Regina's men and Killian screamed, "Sarah! No! I won't let them take you!"
Regina laughed, "How sweet, young love. It won't do anything but hurt you, boy. Stay out of my way."
Killian's body shot backwards against the stairs and he couldn't move.
"I WILL FIND YOU, SARAH! I SWEAR IT! SHE WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!"
With his words echoing in his own ears, the Queen grabbed the map out of his father's dead hands and stepped aboard her own ship.
After a few hours, the sun now high in the sky, Sarah noticed the winds start to pick up drastically.
"Oy, Pete! Somethin' seem ... off to you?"
"Aye, Cap'n. A storm?"
"Maybe. Tell Jacques to keep 'is eyes open up there, will ya?"
Sarah squinted into the horizon, a bad feeling creeping it's way throughout her body. Shaking out her arms, she stretched and strode towards the bow of her ship to get a better look.
"JACQUES! STARBOARD SIDE!" Sarah yelled up to the crow's nest.
"LOOKS LIKE THE JOLLY ROGER, CAP'N! THEY'RE COMING UP FAST!"
The Jolly Roger? Killian. It couldn't be ...
"LOWER THE ANCHOR! LET THEM BOARD!"
Sarah's eyes stayed glued to the approaching ship, a mixture of feelings clouding her mind. Before she could process her emotions, the Jolly Roger was parallel with the Siren. She was face to face with Killian Jones for the first time in 10 years.
"As I live and breathe ..." Killian smirked, stepping onto the Siren.
"Killian Jones. I see that 10 years time has done wonders for you." Sarah hissed.
Killian chuckled, stepping closer, "I could say the same, love. As lovely as ever AND you've acquired a ship. The last time I saw you, your circumstances were not as ... fruitful."
Sarah glared in his direction, anger seeping out of her every pore. "Fortunately I had someone who gave a shit about me and rescued me from Regina. Not the person that I had hoped it would be, however. What stood in your way, Killian? Too scared to face Regina so you left me to die? You were always a coward."
"He's no coward, you sea wench. He just found something better to occupy his time." A dark-haired woman said, climbing onto her ship and snaking her arm around Killian's waist.
"Oi, who gave you permission to board my ship? Is this the reason you left me, Killian? To get your dick wet? I always thought that you had some sort of honor, no matter how menial."
Killian stood without words, eyes cast downwards in shame. Sarah knew that she had hit him where it hurt. But she didn't care, he had abandoned her. That hurt much worse than whatever rude comments she could throw at him.
"Lose your tongue, Cap'n? Or did your wench bite it off?" Sarah was fuming, watching this whore rub her hands all over his body.
"I'm losing my patience, Killian. Did you come here with business or just to infuriate me? I have a schedule to keep."
Killian finally spoke, "You have access to some magic beans. I need those beans."
"And why on Earth would I help you, Killian? I've learned that compassion doesn't get you anywhere in this life, so if you'd please leave my ship and be on your way." Sarah spat and walked towards the helm of the Siren.
"Sarah! Christ, would you hear me out?!" Killian yelled and grabbed onto her wrist.
Turning around, Sarah starred daggers at him, "I'll give you 2 minutes of my precious time to tell me your little story. It better be worth it."
Killian cleared his throat and took Sarah's hand in his own, "I tried to find you, Sarah. I did. After our fathers died, I took over the Roger and found a crew. I sailed for months, asking anyone and everyone about you. No one knew anything and I ... assumed the worst and stopped looking. I'm so sorry. But I need your help now. That woman over there, Milah, her husband is the Dark One. He is going to kill us if we don't give him leverage. I NEED those beans to save her life. I love her, Sarah. Please, don't close your heart just yet. I will never bother you again after this, I promise."
Killian's eyes pleaded with her and she felt tears well up in her own eyes. Sighing, Sarah grabbed Killian's hand and lead him to her bedroom. Opening the door, she let go of his hand and poured them both a shot. Handing it to him, she spared him a morose smile and swallowed her own shot. She reached into her blouse to grab the key that was hanging from her necklace and opened a drawer in her desk. Reaching inside, she pulled out a map and handed it to Killian.
"Now go," Sarah said harshly, tears welling up in her eyes. She cursed herself for being a woman at this moment. Killian had been her first true love and if being ripped away from him wasn't bad enough, he had now just informed her that he loved another. And that he needed her only means of escape from this wretched place.
Killan's eyes softened and he placed his hands on either side of her face. "Sarah. I ... thank you. Just so you know, as soon as I heard that you were alive, I searched for you. Milah ... it was ... abrupt. But I did look for you. And it seems as though you've done well for yourself so I can finally rest easy. Take care, little bird." Killian placed a chaste kiss on her lips and turned to leave.
"Killian," Sarah started, unsure of what exactly she wanted to say. Killian turned around and walked back towards her, eyeing her expectantly.
Without another word, Sarah crashed her lips onto his. Something came over her and she couldn't help the tears that began to fall. Killian kissed her back hungrily, wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tight against his body. She could feel the longing in his rushed kisses and her knees buckled with desire. Sarah grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled him closer, breaking the kiss but not moving away.
"Once more, for old time's sake," she whispered and their eyes locked with intensity. Killian moved his hands to the front of her blouse and began to unbutton it, letting his fingertips graze her bare chest as he went down. Sarah's breath hitched in her throat at his touch and she grabbed his left hand in her own. She slowly lowered her lips and kissed each fingertip before placing it over her heart.
Killian eyed her body hungrily, memorizing her every curve. Her shirt dropped from her body completely and she began to unbuckle his belt. Sarah reached down and firmly gripped his ever-growing form and massaged it lightly, eliciting a deep groan.
"Allow me, lovely," Killian purred in her ear and tore off his pants with haste. He pushed her onto the bed and grabbed ahold of her belt, unfastening it painfully slow. He wanted to savor every second with her, just as he had the first time they became intimate. Sarah slid her pants off of her legs and beckoned Killian forward. He laid beside her and began nipping at her neck; trailing his fingers down her stomach to her entrance. He rubbed circles around her sensitive nub and plunged a finger inside of her.
Sarah moaned abruptly at the feel of his fingers and that only excited him more. Without hesitation, she turned the tables. She hovered her mouth over his throbbing member and, looking up through hooded lids, glided her tongue down his shaft before taking his entirety into her mouth.
Killian's body jerked from the sensation of her wet mouth and his breathing became more rapid. "Come to me, lovely. Let me feel you," he breathed, his eyes closed tight in pleasure. Sarah moved gracefully on top of him and placed one of her hands on his chest to steady herself. She grabbed his rock hard form and placed it at her entrance before slowly lowering herself down. His tip entered her and she shuddered in pleasure. She had forgotten how big he was and stopped to adjust to his size before continuing. Killian stroked her cheek with his knuckles lovingly; silently letting her know that he wasn't in any hurry. A loud moan slipped past his lips as Sarah took the rest of him inside of her wet, warm mound.
Sarah began moving at a steady pace, sliding up and down his thick member with vigor. Killian sat up and wrapped his arms around her hips. They stared at each other for a moment before continuing, searching each other's eyes for hidden feelings. Killian took her lower lip in his mouth and sucked lightly, maneuvering Sarah's hips up and down. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her head in the crook of his neck as he pumped in and out of her with passion and ferocity. Placing wet kisses all over his neck, she could feel herself coming closer and closer to climax. Based on Killian's breathing, she knew that he was almost there as well. His hands moved down to cup her ass and he squeezed, using the extra leverage to enter her as deep as possible. Sarah moaned his name in pleasure, "Killian, I'm gonna cum. Oh god, Killian!" That was all that he needed to hear before he wrapped one hand around the base of her neck to look her in the eyes as he climaxed inside of her with a loud moan. Sarah tightened around him as euphoria overcame her and their foreheads met in exhaustion.
Sarah nipped and kissed his lips lightly as he held her close, his member still pulsing inside her warm crevice. After catching their breath, Sarah dismounted and went to put her clothes back on. Killian sat on the bed, lazily watching her dress. He noticed her sniffle quietly and quickly got up to console her. He wrapped his arms around her torso and placed soft kisses in her hair.
Sarah pulled away and wiped her eyes, replacing her previous expression with one of stone. She straightened her clothes and walked out of her room, leaving Killian awestruck. After today, Killian Jones would be dead to her.
