'Henry' Regina called, motioning for him to come to her. The park was nearly empty, and it was starting to get dark. She didn't want to waste her precious time with her son. Henry kicked up some dirt, but grudgingly came to her anyway.

'Can we get pizza for dinner?' He asked when he got closer and she wrapped her arm around his shoulders, leading him towards her car.

'Why don't we go to Granny's and you can have whatever you like there?' she offered. He had pizza with her on Friday night, and she'd be damned if she would let his good eating habits slide. 'Henry can I ask a question?'

'Ummm, sure' he looked up at her curiously

'Why was Captain Hook at Emma's house this morning?' Regina couldn't word it any more delicately and besides- she was dying to know.

'Emma said that she invited him for breakfast because he didn't know many people, and she was going to show him around town. And he promised to teach me more about his ship, so I think Emma wanted to make sure he wasn't going to just leave, like Neal did' Henry explained what little he thought he understood of the now complex relationship between Emma and Killian.

She nodded, and they got into the car, silent on the way to the diner.

Emma stripped Killian naked, and pushed him back onto the bed, he was grinning, curious and compliant. She pulled a set of handcuffs from her drawer and winked at him. He fought her a little, but she managed to attach him to the iron bedhead. He tugged experimentally and the cuff tightened around his wrist 'I always knew you'd find a way to shackle me again' he licked his lips. Emma looped a scarf through one of the leather straps holding his hook to his arm, and tied it securely to another rung of the bed.

'Now you're mine' she leaned to his ear and whispered, nipping at his earlobe

Hook stayed silent, watching her with great interest. Slowly, seductively, she stripped naked above him, her positioning allowing him a full view of her body in golden afternoon sunlight. He moved to caress her thigh, before he remembered the restraint. He groaned.

'Be a good Pirate, don't struggle' she smiled, lowering to her knees and straddling him with a grin. She moved her fingers lightly over his body, watching goosebumps rise in the most sensitive places. He shuddered when she ran her fingers down the curve of his arm and she grinned, knowing she had found a ticklish spot.
She stored the knowledge away for later use.
She used her lips now, leaving a trail of skin warmed from her hot breath. She ran her tongue around his dark nipples, kissing her way between them and over the coarse dark hair on his chest. She followed the trail of curly hair down his body, intoxicated by the smell of his skin, before his hard cock bumped into her chin. A groan from Killian.
She held his eyes as she wrapped her lips around him, her tongue traveling around his circumference. Slowly she moved up and down his length, encouraged onwards by Killian's heated, almost desperate, moans. When he thrust his hips upward, she slapped his thigh, and a sharp gasp punctuated the space between groans. Emma continued to tease him, until she caved to his ragged pleas, tightening her lips around him and increasing her pace.

Killian was lost, drunk on the feeling of Emma around him, tormenting him. He shook the handcuffs again, frustrated that he could not touch her, not to stroke her face, not to feel her hair running through his fingers. He gasped in surprise when she slapped him, a power play- she was in control. He smiled- this woman would make an amazing pirate. She began stroking his balls and his eye rolled back into his head with a high pitched exhalation of air. Emma could feel his body tensing beneath her as she fondled his balls. 'Gods, Emma, no' he gasped 'I want to...'
Emma grinned as he exploded, his body quaking beneath her. She slowed her pace, swallowing his seed and bringing him back down to earth slowly. He was twitching with every flick of her tongue, until he finally pleaded 'No more Emma, let me touch you'

She slid up the bed, her body curving into his side, and leaned to kiss him. He tried to show her his passion and his appreciation in the kiss, but she pulled away too soon. With a click, she released his hand from the cuffs, and tugged to knot undone from his hook. His arms wrapped around her instantly.

'You torture me love' he whispered 'Being unable to touch you, while you can touch me all you like, is nothing but pure torture'

Emma smiled, the heat in her body rising with each of his heated breaths that skimmed over her bare skin. He moved to caress between her legs, and she gently pushed his hand away 'I suddenly believe in delayed gratification' she murmured, her lips tingling as they grazed the stubble on his cheek.

'You deny me the right to please you?' he asked, eyebrow arching, and she smiled, bringing his lips to hers. 'Emma' he groaned 'Emma please' this woman was insatiable, and she wanted him. It was more than Killian had dared to dream of, all those nights he had watched her aboard his ship.

'I could never deny you anything' and then she straddled him again, and he felt his little captain rousing once more, second by second pressing tighter into her warmth 'And it seems you could not deny me either'

Killian grinned, with his arms free, he gripped her hips and lifted her slightly, adjusting himself beneath her, before he both pulled her onto him and thrust upwards. She held his gaze, though her eyes widened and she moaned his name.

'Emma, beautiful Emma' he guided her hips, thrusting himself deeper into her with each downward swing. She closed her eyes, curled her fingers through his chest hair, and moaned with each movement. 'Do you like it when this pirate takes you?'

She nodded, eyes glazed when she finally looked at him 'Don't stop' but he had to- she was so deliciously tight and hot around him that he would lose control far too soon. Still buried inside her, he reached down and stroked her little bud, rubbing circles with his thumb. She threw her head back and moaned, her breathing fast and short, a torrent of words escaping with every breath 'Oh god. oh. please. yes, yes, yes. ohhhh. Killian. Killian don't stop' She was so tightly strung that it was bare minutes before she clamped her knees to his sides, and she let out a high-pitched wail, as she came around him, her fists tightly clenched in his chest hair.
The sensations were driving Killian crazy, and he thrust into her as her orgasm began to fade, his finger still circling. He didn't hold back, and he slammed his hips upwards, desperate to feel her release again, desperate to feel his own. She braced herself on his chest, eyes still tightly closed, and moved in rhythm with his own frantic jerks.
'Come, love, come again for me' he whispered, the soft-spoken sentence all but lost in the sounds of their ecstasy. Tears rolled down Emma's face as she clenched tightly around him again, and with one more thrust, Killian came deep inside her once more. 'Gods above' he sighed, releasing his tight hold on Emma's hip. She would have bruises- he had not been gentle. He brushed tears from her cheek as she sat on him still. 'I'm sorry love, have I hurt you?' he was concerned, she still hadn't looked at him.
'No, of course not' Emma whispered, falling to her side and curling into him once more. She rested her head on his chest. Her heartbeat slowing to its usual pace.
'Then why the tears?' he asked'Because I'm happy' she finally met his eyes 'Don't worry Killian'
He kissed her, holding her tightly to him. He was happy too. Happier than he'd felt in the last 300 years. With the desire for revenge slowly slipping through his fingers, he was allowing himself to feel things he had hidden away for so many years. He loved his little Swan, his darling lass. He wondered how much it would take to convince her.