Thank you to the nonnie who requested: cs morning smut! Also, a million thanks to the lovely Cat for keeping me company and feeding me lines when I was writing this and to my very special fan (you know who you are) that encourages me to keep writing.
The cold steel of the handcuff slipping around his wrist draws Killian into wakefulness a moment before he hears the telltale click, locking him securely into place. He took a moment to savor the feeling of her body pressed up against his before opening his eyes. There was something about waking up next to her on a daily basis that made his formerly hardened heart sing.
When he finally blinked his eyes open, he was greeted by her bright green eyes gazing up at him, a smile on her face. "Well, good morning sailor," she murmured as her hands casually drifted up and down the length of his naked body.
Naked body? His tired mind ran through the paces and only came up with one option.
"Not that I'm complaining love, but I vaguely remember having some sort of undergarment on when I fell asleep last night," Killian told her, watching her hands dip under the sheet. He tested out the handcuffs with a gentle tug. As he figured, they were secure.
Emma chuckled, the corners of her mouth turning upward slightly as she watched him test his bonds. "This coming from the man that always encourages me to use my magic in new and inventive ways." She moved down his body, pulling the sheet down with her as she went, eventually settling in between his legs. Emma took a moment to enjoy his name body spread out before her.
"I thought that I would give you a reason to smile this morning," she whispered, her breath warm against his thigh. Her fingertips grazed down his legs, slow and steady, tempting him with the patterns she traced against his heated skin.
"Love, you are the reason why I smile every morning," he told her earnestly. Well, as earnestly as a man could when his arms were handcuffed above his head, he thought.
A small shake of her head, the faint blush on her cheeks was her only reply.
Killian opened his mouth to add more, but before he could utter another word Emma leaned forward and wrapped her pink lips around the tip of his cock. Her tongue stroked the underside of his rapidly hardening length, circling and swirling with reckless abandon. He tried to keep his eyes open, looking down on her gorgeous body, long and lean as she arched her back.
"Fuck," he moaned, his eyes fluttering closed against the onslaught of sensations.
He could feel her lips quirk up against him, before sliding all the way down the length of him, her nose nudging his stomach. One hand carefully cupped his balls, gently kneading them as she dragged her lips back upward before quickly sliding back down again.
Killian couldn't hold back the moan that tumbled from his lips at the feeling of her taking him deep into her mouth. He tried to resist thrusting his hips upward into the warmth of her mouth.
"Killian," she whispered releasing him from her mouth with a wet pop before wrapping her hand around him, her thumb lazily swiping over his sensitive tip. She paused and waited until his blue eyes fluttered open and held her gaze before she continued on. "Seeing that stupid smirk on your face when you look at me, all I want to do is wrap my mouth around your cock and suck you off."
His hips bucked into her wet hand, relishing the friction. "This isn't quite teaching me the lesson you'd think, Swan."
Eyes twinkling, her lips returned to his cock, tongue licking a long stripe down the shaft. "Hmm," she moaned as her hand gripped his hip, fingers pressing down on his skin. "Too bad."
The loud rattle of the handcuff against the metal bedpost rang out throughout the room as Killian went to thread his hand into Emma's blonde curls. "Damn it Swan. Release me from these bonds," he growled, his hand straining against the handcuffs.
She laughed against his cock, warm breath coming in short puffs on his heated skin. "I don't think so, I like the idea of having the infamous Captain Hook at my mercy."
He growled again and pulled against the handcuffs futilely as his hips pushed forward against her lips. "You're playing with fire, my dearest Swan. Are you sure you can handle the consequences when I'm eventually released from my shackles?" He arched an eyebrow at her.
Emma rocked backwards, straightening up to her knees, proudly displaying her naked form for his appreciative eyes. She ran her hands down her sides, lightly touching her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps as she moved. Her blonde hair curled down over her shoulders, tips brushing against her breasts. "I'd like to see what you can do, pirate," she purred.
Again, the handcuff rattled loudly as Killian surged forward, body struggling against his bonds. He was so close, yet, so very far. "Emma, love… let me go," he pleaded, desperate to wrap his good hand on her breast and his lips around her nipple. He wanted to shower her in the same pleasure she was giving to him.
"No," she murmured, holding steady on his blue eyes. Her hands continued their exploration down her body, eventually sliding between her legs. "Oooh, Killian… I'm so wet for you," she drawled slowly, her body arching into her touch. Her fingers dipped deep into her body for a moment, before drawing the wetness back out over her throbbing clit. Carefully, she traced circles, while her other hand cupped her breast. All the while, her gaze held his in a challenge to see who would break first.
Killian's cock twitched in desperation as he watched Emma pleasure herself before his very eyes and deny him the glorious satisfaction of lending a hand to the matter. His lips were pressed together, a white line of stubbornness to try and suppress his temptation to beg her for his freedom. In fact, the only evidence of his growing desperation were the clear dips of pre-cum that slowly leaked from the tip of his shaft.
Emma eyed his cock with a knowing smirk. "Ah, enjoying the show?"
"Release me from these bloody handcuffs, love," Killian could only mutter back at her in response, his blue eyes trained on her swaying name form displayed just for him, yet tantalizingly out of his reach. His fingers flexed, itching to be free from their bonds to touch and trace down her curves.
"Mmm," Emma only moaned back as she slipped one finger deep inside of her, testing his control even further. Her body swayed slightly with the movement.
Killian's eyes watched her intensely. "No, nothing inside you but me," he growled as Emma drew out one glistening finger and eyed him, contemplating her next move.
She openly appreciated the man spread out in front of her. Killian lay before her, his long lean body tense with restrained passion, cock still dripping with his desire, dark black hair stuck up in all directions as his eyes were dilated wide.
All in all, he was a vision that was very hard to resist, even for Emma.
"Swan," Killian said, a pleading note entering into his voice.
Emma's smile grew wider as she dropped down to all fours, crawling up over his body, her decision made. "Oh, my poor pirate, would you like a taste?" She offered, tracing her finger over his bottom lip for a second before his mouth opened and his tongue greedily wrapped around it, pulling her finger deep into his mouth. The movement pulled Emma flush against his body, her legs naturally settling on either side of him. She felt him pressed hard and heavy against her soaking wet folds and resisted the urge to end her game and to sink down on him.
Instead, she chose to grind her body against him shamelessly as he sucked on her finger like a man possessed.
While she struggled to control her urges to end her teasing game, Killian's warm, wet tongue slowed down to sensually stroke around her finger, licking and sucking every drop of her wetness off of her. Finally, after a few long tense moments, Killian released her with careful nip to the tip of her finger. "Unlock me now, Swan," he whispered, his breath warm against her cheek.
Emma's eyes had closed during his thorough ministrations, suddenly blinked open. "No," she smirked at him. Her lips twitched upwards into a smile before slinking back down to wrap her mouth back around him. "I better get on with it, then?" she winked at him before once again wrapping her lips around him, renewing her efforts to make him lose his mind.
A low moan escaped from his mouth as Emma slid all the way down to the base, her tongue swiping circular patterns as she moved.
Killian's hips thrust upward into her mouth of their own volition, her teasing mouth pushing him past the breaking point. "Gods woman, what you do to me," he gasped brokenly.
For a moment, Emma paused, her eyes fluttering closed to focus her magic on the mechanism holding the handcuffs closed. When she was with Killian, it was easy to control the forces inside of her. Seconds after thinking it over, a click echoed through the room as the cuffs harmlessly fell from Killian's wrist to clatter on the floor behind the headboard.
Instantly, his newly freed hand threaded through her hair, cradling her head as Emma resumed tracing her tongue up his straining cock. She could tell by the way the tension flowed through his entire body that he was close. Bringing her mouth down, she hummed happily as he guided her head with his hand and his hips continued to thrust upward.
Emma's hands dug into his hips, fingers pressing down on his skin. She increased the pressure on him, increasing the suction and pressure from her mouth as she slid all the way down to the base. She heard his strangled moan from above her as he came, wetly throbbing inside her.
Moments later, she rocked back to her knees with a grin forming on her face. "Hi there," she murmured moving to curl up next to his body as she observed the blissful look on Killian's face.
Killian placed a gentle kiss on her forehead as his hook pulled a sheet over their naked bodies. "You just wait until I get my hand on those handcuffs, love."
"Oh, I'm planning on it."