This story is inspired by 'Destiny has its eyes on you' by the lovely EmilyBea on FF (Seriouslyhooked on Tumblr), my chapters 1-4 are based on her chapters 1&2 (with her blessing).
Ilovemesomekillianjones has graciously agreed to be my beta on this entire project, (her works can be found on AO3, FF, and Tumblr).
This past week has been a roller coaster of emotions, so I am not really in the right frame of mind to do all my final checks, so apologies if there are any mistakes. Thank you for reading.
Chapter 10
"Come then, to the stables. We will procure a horse for the afternoon and see where the day takes us." Killian takes Emma by the hand and leads her down the dusty cobbled path leading out to the far side of town where the stables reside. As they continue their walk in companionable silence Emma gradually starts leaning on Killian, wanting to be as close as possible. Their leisurely stroll to the stables only takes about ten minutes, and once they arrive Killian speaks with the proprietor to negotiate the price of a horse for the afternoon. Emma wanders toward the stalls, looking at all of the magnificent horses. One in particular seems to take an interest in her, matching Emma's wonderment of the creature. She's a gorgeous chestnut mare, with warm, inviting, brown eyes, and she reminds Emma of her horse Pixie back home. After petting the beast for a few moments, Emma decides to let herself into the stall to have better access to the horse.
"Emma? Emma love where have you wandered off to?" Emma pokes her head out of the stall to respond and sooth the worry she can hear in Killian's tone at having realized she is no longer in sight.
"I'm over here Killian, and I think I've made a new friend." She smiles as her new friend decides that moment is a good one to pop her head out over Emma's shoulder. The horse seems to smile, then whinnies at the slightly bewildered looking men. "Do you think we could take her for our ride?" Emma asks, looking between both of the gentlemen still staring at her and her horse friend.
"Well I am not opposed to this particular equine," Killian responds as he walks over to pat the horse's muzzle. After interacting with the horse for a few moments, they both look at the proprietor who hasn't said a word since Emma made her reappearance.
"You two must be something special, I have never seen Beauty take to anyone, not even me. So, if you would like to use her for the day then that's fine with me. Captain, I'll show you where the saddles are at, if you'll follow me."
Killian leans over in front of the chestnut mare to kiss Emma on the cheek before quietly saying, "I'll be back presently my love, then we can get our afternoon started. Be sure to look after her for me, would you Beauty?" He pats the horse's muzzle once more as he walks off to follow the proprietor. Once Killian returns with a saddle and bridle he gets Beauty tacked quickly. Killian mounts first then helps Emma get into the saddle in front of him, then the three of them are off into the delightfully sunshiny day.
Killian guides Beauty in the opposite direction of town, and out into the wooded wilderness. They pass quaint springs and brooks, meandering through open fields of lush grass. After about thirty minutes of just enjoying the ride and each other's company Emma finally decides to break the silence.
"Killian, do you have any idea where we're going, or do you just have us wandering?"
Killian scoffs feigning indignance. "Darling, I do have a destination in mind, I have not managed to get us lost. In fact, we are very nearly there."
Emma slowly nods her head before responding. "If you say so, I'll trust you."
"Emma, love would you humor me and cover your eyes? And no peeking, I want this next part to be a surprise." Killian can tell Emma is still a bit skeptical, but she does as he's asked, and not a moment too soon. The flower meadow he wants her to see comes into sight not a moment later. Killian had found this seemingly magical place during his first trip back, less than two weeks after losing Liam. One night well into his cups, rightly drunk, trying to drown his pain he had aimlessly wandered out here in the middle of the night, a bottle of rum his only companion. Upon finding this place it had given him a sense of solace in the middle of his tumultuous storm of emotions, reminding him of a more pleasant time and place; Emma. Killian had never told another soul of that night he had here, or about the meadow itself, kind of hoping for it to be his secret, since it is fairly well off the beaten path.
"We're here love, but keep your eyes covered a moment longer, please." Killian slides off the horse, and ties the reins to a tree at the perimeter of the meadow. As soon as he has the horse secured Killian goes to Emma, "Keep your eyes closed, Emma, and give me your hand, I'm going to help you down."
Emma holds her hands out to Killian and moves her legs so she is sitting side saddle, once she has done so, she feels Killian place her hands on his shoulders, then his hands are at her waist, and he helps her down, setting her feet on the ground. She feels his arm slip around her waist so she is pulled into his side, and he takes her hand again and begins to lead her forward.
Killian leads Emma out into the middle of the flowers so she will get the full effect as soon as she opens her eyes. He stops, then wraps Emma in his embrace and sets his chin on her shoulder, before breathing into her ear, "Go ahead my love, open your eyes." Immediately he hears her surprised gasp, and his heart swells that she too is affected as he was that night so long ago. "So, what do you think?"
"Killian, it is beautiful. It sort of reminds me of my rose garden back home, but I have to say this is so much more magnificent."
"And how is that darling?"
"Well for starters, we're here together, and all these colors! I've never seen this many colors of rose in one place before."
"I am glad you like it, my love. This has been my retreat any time I make port, I'm able to take a step back, let the Captain's mantle slide from my shoulders, if only for a few hours. I also come here to feel closer to you."
An understanding of what this place means to Killian shines brightly in Emma's eyes as she turns in his arms to kiss him. They wander and explore the rose meadow until they come to a spot where they are able to sit and just be, while admiring all its wonder. Just before getting back on Beauty to continue their sightseeing, Killian plucks a rose in the lightest shade of pink Emma has ever seen, and presents it to her.
"So where are we off to now, dear husband?"
"I thought it might be nice to go visit the lighthouse, since we're not too far from it, if you'd like to of course."
"That sounds like an adventure, let's go."
"As you wish."Killian gives Emma a sweet kiss to the side of her neck before setting off toward the next adventure with this amazing woman who loves him. Emma leans back further into his embrace at the feel of his lips on her skin.
Their fifteen minute trek to the bluff is a peaceful one, passing in companionable silence, enjoying the scenery around them. The lighthouse is nothing grand or opulent, but it does appear to be well maintained, standing tall and strong against the blue backdrop of the ocean below, and the sky above. Killian guides Beauty towards the side of the lighthouse, where a hitching rail is located.
"Shall we go in and have a look around my dearest?"
"This will be the first lighthouse that I've ever been in, I'm kind of excited."
"Then let's not delay a moment longer, and go see what we can. Let me help you down, my love." Killian offers Emma both hands to ease her down from Beauty.
When they get to the entrance Emma is surprised at how tall the building is as they begin climbing the stairs.
"That is quite a delectable view, Mrs. Jones," Killian tells her as he takes in the site of her derriere while she traverses her way to the top. He finds himself wondering if they shouldn't have cut the day short when he feels the tightening of his leathers.
Emma just giggles at her husband, "I hope you're enjoying yourself, Captain. We have a long time before we'll be back to the ship since you insisted on sightseeing." She shakes her ass in his face, giggling again when she hears his perturbed groan.
"Well, I was just trying to adhere to your wish of wanting to see the area, darling. Have you not been enjoying the day, my love?" Emma gives a noncommittal hum continuing up as the stairs become more taxing, requiring her focus.
When they reach the top Emma is slightly winded, her cheeks pink from exertion. Killian admires her as her breasts heave against the cut of her bodice as she tries to slow her breathing.
"I'm pregnant," Emma grouses, mistaking Killian's stare for a judgement rather than an appraisal. "I'm allowed to be a little out of breath."
"Oh, love, you are absolutely stunning when you're out of breath, I only wish I were the one that caused it," he grins at her while he adjusts himself, the sight of his gorgeous wife has him hardening further.
Emma blushes slightly before turning toward the view of the ocean as far as the eye can see. She walks over to the glass wall, then turns around to eye her husband. "You could be," she says, a hint of seduction in her tone. When Killian doesn't respond, Emma lets out a little huff of breath, disappointment settling over her. "I can't believe you're going to deny me three times in one day," she pouts.
Killian jerks into action when he realizes he has just been standing there staring at this heavenly being as she offers herself to him. "Emma, I was a fool to deny you earlier, but now that we are alone, allow me to correct my mistake." When he reaches her he pulls her flush against his body, showing her the effect she is having on him.
Before he can say another word Emma's mouth is on his. She kisses him with all her pent up frustration. She doesn't seek, but demands when she pushes her tongue none too gently against his lips. Killian acquiesces, letting his riled princess take the lead. Emma takes point, fingers working at pushing Killian's jacket from his shoulders, as she continues to plunder his mouth with her tongue, well past the point of needing him. As soon as his jacket hits the ground, she pulls his shirt free from his pants, while the fingers of her other hand are already working on the buttons of his shirt and vest, needing to feel him. Once his glorious chest is exposed for her perusal she is undoing the laces of his pants, to free his tantalizing cock. She takes him in hand desperate to feel the warm weight of his arousal, and begins stroking him.
"Slow down darling, or that release you so crave is going to slip through your fingers," Killian warns, extracting her hand from his pants. He chuckles when she whines in protest, then kisses her to soothe her frustration. He trails his warm, wet mouth along her jaw taking an extra moment right behind her ear. "Do you like that, love," he whispers into her ear when he feels her shiver. A breathy uh-huh is the only response he gets. He places his hands at the fastening of her vest, "May, I?"
Emma nods, still amazed that he asks such questions. Does he really expect her to say no one of these times? She moves her hands to her pants and begins to unfasten them. She hears Killian's tsk, and feels his hand move hers away. "Hey, I want to touch something, you won't let me touch you, now you won't let me help-"
"Patience is a virtue," he cuts her off.
"Then consider me virtueless, today, Captain." Emma places her hands at his abdomen and smooths them up along his torso and into his chest hair, needing something to keep her hands busy. She runs the pads of her thumbs over each of his nipples, before she decides to pinch and twist them, wanting to see if that's something he would enjoy too. She smiles devilishly when she hears the hiss of breath rush from his mouth, "Like that, do you?"
"Yes, love," he tells her before removing her hands once more. This time he isn't denying her, he slips her vest down her shoulders, then pulls her blouse off in one fluid movement. His mouth immediately descends to one of her breasts, as one hand goes to the other, while his other pushes her pants down her hips with her help.
He brings his hand to her center and groans at how wet she is, "Gods lass, you are soaked."
"Well, I have been ready and willing all day," she murmurs pushing against his hand. Her breath stutters when he slips two fingers inside her, and as good as it feels she really needs him to be inside of her, so she tells him just that.
"Turn around, love," Killian murmurs as he helps her turn and get into position.
Emma turns around and places her hands against the glass wall, a ripple of anticipation runs through her when she feels Killian's hands at her hips.
"Spread your legs, Emma." Killian pulls her hips back slightly after she adjusts, then ruts against her while he wraps his arms around her front to palm her breasts.
Emma pushes into him, feeling him hard against her backside. "Please, Killian," she gasps when his hands cup her breasts, squeezing her nipples between his fingers. "I need you."
Killian takes himself in hand and nudges her entrance, moaning when he feels the heat of her core against his tip. "Are you ready?" When she nods her head, he pushes into her tight channel, made even tighter in this position until he is fully seated within her. He gives them a moment to acclimate to the sensations of joining together before he starts to glide in and out of her. He whispers to her how good she feels, and tells her how perfect she is, he picks up his pace slamming into her already fluttering quim. Killian slides one of his hands down from her breast to play with her clit as he feels her walls gripping him signaling her impending release. With a shout of his name on her lips Emma falls into the throes of release as Killian continues to move within her, letting her ride his cock to completion. He hears her breathing starting to come back to a slower pace as he feels his orgasm building at the base of his spine, he doubles his efforts on her clit begging her to come with him.
"Once more, for me darling, let me feel you," Killian pleads. He feels her breath hitching and walls clenching again and he knows she's going to come on his cock one more time, the thought brings him off as he thrusts home once more, whispering praises to her. He feels her knees going weak, and brings his arm around her middle to support her.
Emma rests her head back on Killian's shoulder as she pants for air. "Killian, that was so perfect, that was what I needed," she tells him. She turns around in his arms and kisses him, "I love you."
"Believe me darling, the pleasure is mine," he smiles adoringly at her pink cheeks, and heaving body, proud that he is the one to have caused it this time.
"You know what I really want now?" Emma looks into his gaze with a cherubic smile on her lips.
"You're going to have to give me a few moments love, I'm not a machine."
Emma lightly slaps him in the chest while rolling her eyes at him. "Not that," she giggles, "you have properly ravished me, for now, but I really want candy."
Killian lets out a light chuckle at her answer, knowing he should have guessed it'd be a food craving. "Your heart's desire my love, you shall have it."
Emma is content to linger in Killian's embrace for a moment longer, but the promise of sweets is too strong so she pulls away to start quickly redressing. Killian allows himself a few moments of watching Emma's graceful movements before following suit.
"So, not that I'm not enjoying the view here, but can we go get candy? Now?"
Killian just chuckles at his wife's hormone induced antics, kissing Emma on the temple before responding. "As you wish."
Killian and Emma make the trek back to the stables enjoying each other's company, each amazed at how easily they've come back together. Neither can believe how they survived so many years apart now that they have each other again. Emma chatters about what types of candy she would like, and Killian just chuckles at his wife's childlike exuberance.
Once Beauty is returned the couple heads back toward town, to the row of shops just off the docks, they take a shortcut past the schoolhouse. As they round the corner, Emma tugs Killian's hand backward, stopping in her tracks.
"What is it, Emma, are you alright?"
"Yeah," she whispers, then she points in the direction of the school house's courtyard where she sees Pip and a young lady engaged in a conversation.
Killian looks in the direction that Emma is pointing and is mildly amused to see the shy cabin boy speaking with a girl about the same age. He feels a bit proud when he sees that Pip is actually helping her as she tills the small garden. He likes to think maybe he has a little to do with the young man's willingness to help a lass. "He learned that from me, you know," he tells Emma.
She laughs at Killian's assessment of the situation. "It does not look to me as though he is being a shameless flirt," she speaks innocently, hiding a smile, then adds, "it looks as though he's trying to be useful."
"Come here you little minx," Killian laughs, then pulls Emma into a quick kiss. "Alright my love, let's make haste, wouldn't want to embarrass the boy."
As Killian and Emma try to walk past the young pair as discreetly as possible they hear Pip call out to them. They look over and wave, then walk the short distance to say hello.
"Captain, Mistress. I wasn't expecting to see you here."
"Ah, well the missus and I decided to come out into the town and see some sights. Now she wishes to have some sweet treats so we are on our way to Oleg's," Killian explains before clearing his throat and pointedly looking toward the lass that Pip has been chatting with.
"Apologies, Captain, this is Miss Melanie the school's headmistress," Pip introduces the young lady, then continues on, "Miss Melanie, this is Captain and Mistress Jones of the Jolly Roger."
"Nice to meet you," Emma tells the girl, then sticks her hand out to shake. When Miss Melanie takes her hand Emma smiles kindly, and tells her, "Any friend to Pip is a friend to us." She marvels in the freedom she feels being able to meet new people, and not worry about being treated differently because she is a princess.
"Well, it has been a pleasure meeting you Miss Melanie, but I do believe we shall leave you two to it, and be on our way. We'll see you on the ship this evening Pip." Killian speaks as he shakes Melanie's hand, then pats Pip on the shoulder.
"Yes, Captain. Mistress. I hope you have a pleasant afternoon."
"It was a pleasure to meet you Captain and Mrs. Jones, after all the wonderful things Pip has told me about you. Maybe we shall meet again someday," Melanie speaks up as she nods her farewell, with Emma returning the gesture.
"How much further is it to the candy shop?" Emma asks a few minutes later, her stomach choosing that moment to growl.
"It's just around this next corner, it sounds like the baby would like some candy as well," he laughs lightheartedly and places his hand over Emma's belly lovingly.
When they enter Oleg's Emma's eyes light up like the stars in the night sky, and Killian is taken over by the love he feels for his wife. "I will buy you this entire shop if it keeps that look in your eyes, and that smile on your lips," he tells her.
"You make me much happier than any candy ever could, silly," Emma giggles at his proclamation, "I just have a sweet tooth right now."
"Welcome to Oleg's treats and delicacies, I am Oleg. How may I be of service today? Oh, hello Captain."
"Oleg, we shall have whatever my wife desires." Oleg is clearly processing the information Killian has just given him as his gaze moves to Emma. He gestures around his shop giving Emma permission to search to her heart's content.
Emma moves to one of the walls and peruses her choices. Killian follows her with a few bags and lets her ladle her choices into them. She picks a variety of butterscotch, french chews, peppermints, and peanut brittle, then picks out several chocolate bars. She beams at Killian, "I think that's enough… for now."
"Are you sure, my sweet," he laughs at his own joke.
"I plan to share," she adds.
After Killian pays for her treasures, they head back to the Jolly Roger hand in hand.