I want to apologize for taking so long to update, my muse has been fickle so I'm slowly making progress on my stories. I honestly still don't know how many chapters are left to this story (I should seriously learn to outline my stories). I hope you guys like this chapter, smuff, fluff and progress!

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Emma was still sleeping soundly when she felt a familiar tension simmer low in her abdomen. She barely shifted under the sheets when she felt his lips on her neck, peppering her neck with marks of affection while she felt his arousal pressing on her backside.

"Are you awake, love?" Killian whispered in her ear as he then sucked on her earlobe, the action making her gasp.

"Yes." She barely managed to answer when the hand that was resting on her hips dove between her legs his fingers grazed her already sopping flesh, teasing her as he avoided touching where she wanted him the most. He must have been working her while she was asleep, no wonder she was having dirty dreams.

His face was now hidden in the crook of her neck as she arched her back her arm flying behind her as she grasped a fistful of his hair. His cock was now between her parted legs and could feel the tip gliding through her folds. She was going mad with lust and want, getting more and more desperate for his touch or just something.

"Fuck, Killian, do something." She wanted to groan but her voice only came out broken.

With that desperate plea, Killian lifted one of her legs up as he finally entered her, the ache that had build inside her only briefly appeased. His hand then caressed along her body until it came to grasp one of her breasts, his fingers toying with her hard nipple as he started thrusting his hips, his cock gliding in and out of her. Emma felt herself more and more aroused with each thrust of his hips and the way his hands kept pinching her rosy nubs.

She could feel that she was slowly reaching her climax when suddenly Killian stopped moving, the action instantly making her whimper, she was so close. Instead Killian pulled out of her and moved to his back as his hands firmly gripped her waist and pulled her on top of him, her back to him. She should've feel embarrassed how fast she gripped his cock and sank down on him but she couldn't care less when he felt that good inside her.

Her hands gripped his thighs while she moved her hips up and down chasing her release. It didn't take much longer for her to tumble over, Killian following a moment later groaning out her name as he came.

Emma slumped back and regained her place next to him in his bed while he snaked his arm around her, securing her between his chest and his arm. She lifted her head up, her chin resting on his chest the hair beneath her skin tickling her.

"I could seriously get used to waking up this way." Emma smiled at him as Killian grinned at her, clearly proud of himself.

"I wouldn't mind waking up next to you every morning." His words made her cheeks turn red as she saw how genuine he was.

They still didn't know exactly how to label their relationship but one thing was sure: she was happy, he made her happy. She was still somewhat scared about making a commitment to him despite the fact that she was opening herself to Killian.

It had been a month since they started sleeping together again, since the fourth date, and they quickly found a routine in which they spent most of their time (besides work) together. At first, they either spent the night at her place or at Killian's, but mostly at his penthouse. A few nights went by and Killian needed to working late with his brother Liam at their company which led Emma to spend a few nights alone. She should have been terrified how quickly she grew accustomed to having Killian next to her, his body warming hers as they slept with their limbs tangled, but she wasn't.

A few days went by and Killian surprised her after one of their project meetings. He waited for Jefferson to leave the room and wrapped his arms around her, pressing her back to his front. Emma smiled as he pressed a soft kiss where her neck and shoulder met before she pushed him back a bit so she could turn around and press her hands on his firm chest.

"We're going to get caught." She whispered as he pressed a soft kiss on her lips.

"I have something for you." He told her as he took a step back, his hand going to take something out of the pocket of his vest.

Her eyebrows furrowed as she wondered what he was scheming. Her heartbeat paused for a moment or two as she saw the a silver key resting in his palm. She knew what that kind of gesture meant but couldn't bring herself to believe it. Killian took her hand with his free one, and opened her fist as he then placed it in her palm. She tried to speak, but no sound came out of her lips.

"It's for you to drop by whenever you want, especially since I'll be working late for the next couple of weeks." Emma looked up at him and saw the wary look on his face and the way his shoulders seemed to taut.

She can't blame him for feeling unsure about his bold move, considering how long it took her to admit that there might be more to them than just sex. After the realisation of his act really seeped in, she couldn't help the way her lips curved upwards as her hands cupped his cheek, her lips seeking his. She could practically feel the tension leave his body as she kissed him.

That first night that she went over to his place without him, she waited for him in a way that she knew Killian couldn't resist.

"Want to go out for breakfast?" Killian asked her as his fingers were grazing her spine.

"I would love to, but I promised Tink I was going to join her for brunch since we haven't seen each other much in the past month."

"I've been hogging you all for myself lately, haven't I?" She smiled at him and pushed herself up so she could press a chaste kiss on his lips.

"You have, but I don't mind."

Emma reluctantly got up from the bed and walked towards the bathroom to take a shower before leaving.

"Want some company?" Killian asked as he sat on the bed, his eyes roaming her naked body.

"Maybe another time, I actually need to clean up and leave soon." She smiled when he made a show of being offended.

"Are you implying that I can't keep my hands off of you? Because let me tell you, I am more than capable to take a shower with you and keep my hands all to myself." One of his eyebrows was raised as if he was challenging her.

Emma pursed her lips as she made a show of thinking.

"If you fail, you're spending tonight at my place." She said before turning around and resuming her walk towards the bathroom.

He actually did manage not to touch her in any inappropriate way, but she could see how hard it was, pun intended. She may have exaggerated cleaning some body parts, soft moans escaping her lips while she could see Killian biting down his bottom lip as he tried to focus on his task on keeping his hands to himself. She loved taking showers with him, seeing his naked body under the shower head, water dripping down, it was a very tempting sight. But today, she didn't have time to ravish him.

Emma finished before him and stepped out of the shower while leaving Killian to himself. She grabbed a towel and dried herself before leaving the bathroom and going back to his room to grab her clothes to get dressed. When Killian came out a couple of minutes later, she couldn't help but give him a teasing smile as he walked to his dresser.

"Feel better?" Killian turned his head around to look at her with an eyebrow raised as he started to take off the towel that was hanging low on his hips.

"No thanks to you." She let out a giggle as she went to grab her earrings that were on his nightstand.

Killian finished dressing himself in his casual attire which were reserved for weekends only, jeans and a plaid shirt when she finished getting herself ready. She loved seeing him in a suit but the casual attire did look very good on him.

Emma walked towards him and wrapped her hands behind his neck as she pulled him down to kiss him. His hands travelled down her back until he cupped her cheeks, squeezing them firmly which made her yelp which made him chuckle.

"Still want me to come over to your place tonight?"

"Well that was if you couldn't keep your hands to yourself back there."

"I don't mind coming over. You have been spending a lot of time here, I thought that maybe you wanted to be in your own space a little bit." He told her as he tilted his head in a cute way which made her grin grew even wider.

"Sure. I'd like that."

They kissed each other goodbye and then Emma left his place and walked over to her apartment complex. She stopped at her apartment to change clothes and then went up to the next floor and went to knock on her friend's door, entering when Tink yelled her to come in.

Emma walked over to the kitchen where her friend probably was and was welcomed by a Tink rushing over her and wrapping her arms around her in a tight hug. After they greeted each other and asked how they were, her friend went back to prepare their breakfast while she went to sit on a stool.

"Want some help?"

"Thanks, but I've got it under control. I'm making banana and peanut butter pancakes." She said cheerfully.

"Wow, that sounds delicious."

"It is. Oh and I bought some champagne so we could make some mimosas."

Emma got up and grabbed the champagne and popped the bottle open. They spent the next half hour casually exchange news about their live's while Tink finished making breakfast and while Emma refilled their glass.

Not long after they were both sitting on her kitchen table, with a good amount of pancakes sitting in the middle of the table while they grabbed one and pulled it on their plates.

"Have you gotten any news of Adam?" Emma asked as she took a bite. Those pancakes definitely tasted like heaven.

"No." TInk sighed. "I kind of saw it coming, every time we hooked together he was always a tad distant."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I might just take a break of this whole dating thing, I know that out there there's the perfect man for me, but maybe he's just not ready to look out for me yet. I just need to wait."

Emma smiled at her friend's romantic and optimistic nature, the complete opposite of her. If anyone could find their happy ending was Tink, she deserved it. After all, she was the one that always played the role of the matchmaker since the moment she had met her and most of the times those couple stuck together. Her heart was big and giving, and it made Emma sad every once and awhile that such a sweet and good person was denied of finding the one.

"Enough about me." Tink shook her head as her hand reached for the bottle of champagne and filling half of her flute and then adding the orange juice. "What about you? What has been keeping you busy lately?"

Emma felt her cheeks turn red as she thought it was more of a 'who' that was keeping her quite busy. Her friend squinted her eyes briefly as she was trying to figure out what had brought the change of color on her cheeks until she seemed to make the discovery on her own.

"You're sleeping with Killian again aren't you?" Tink asked as she leaned forward her drink in hand.

"I...uh...yes." She finally managed to say while her friend excitedly jumped on her chair. When she managed to calm down a bit and sit on her chair again, Emma could sense that Tink had a millions of questions to ask her.

"I thought you didn't want to deal with hi anymore?"

"I didn't, but working on the same project with him, three times a week in a very small office with only another person to fill the room, it turns out to be difficult."

"I need to know every single little detail."

Emma knew that if she was seeing her friend today that she was going to end up talking up about Killian, and normally she would have dreaded it, but surprisingly, she felt like a teenage girl talking about her crush.

She told her everything that happened from the moment they started working on the project together, playing childish games to make the other one jealous to the moment they had in Regina's office. By the time she finished talking they had emptied the bottle of champagne that was sitting in the middle of the table and they both felt a bit tipsy.

"I'm happy for you, Emma." Tink gave her a proud smile as her hand came to rest on top of hers. "If anyone deserves to be happy that's you. Just don't fuck it up with your insecurities, you know you deserve it."

Emma chuckled at her friend's comment. She liked that Tink was the friend that didn't feel she needed to tiptoe around her issues, she told her head on what she thought and it was what Emma needed sometimes.

Tink was right, she had a good thing going on with Killian. She really needed to try and not to let her insecurities get the better of her like they did before and give him a chance. Losing him was the last thing she wanted, she wanted to have him by her side for as long as she could. That thought alone would normally give her enough strength to run away from their relationship, but weirdly enough she didn't.

They stood in silence for a moment while Emma thought about the man that waltzed in her life unexpectedly, Tink keeping an eye on her.

"Do you love him?" She asked with a soft voice. Emma felt her inside twist and turn at the question, a question that she had been asking herself unconsciously for the past few days. Was it too soon to feel feelings of love for another person? It was. She couldn't feel that way, it was too soon for it to happen.

She felt her head get invaded by thoughts that could ruin her happiness and encourage her to flee. Old habits die hard, apparently. Tink sensed that her thoughts were spiraling down that way and squeezed the hand she was still holding.

"You're letting yourself overthink this." She stated.

"Is it a bad thing when it comes to such strong feelings?" She retorted, trying to give a good reason to her questions.

"No, but for you? Yes. I think that if you suddenly feel this worried means that you do."

Emma knew she was right. She couldn't admit to herself now, but one day maybe she would. The walls that had suddenly tried to erect itself around her heart once again, the ones that had been there for most of her life and that had vanished lately, slowly crumbled down as her friend reassured her and encouraged her to pursue those feelings. Working against her own defense mechanisms was hard, especially when they have protected her heart for so long, but she really wanted to be happy for once, and the major source of her happiness lately, was him.

She left Tink's later that afternoon after they finished drinking the bottle of champagne, and walked down the flight of stairs with a slight headache. When she entered her apartment she realized how little time she spent there and was quickly discouraged with untidiness of her place. Not wanting to have Killian come over here later that night in such a mess, she made herself a pot of coffee and proceeded on cleaning every surface of her apartment.

By the time Killian arrived, her place was practically shining while Emma laid on the couch completely exhausted. They spent the night in, ordering some take out and watching movies until she fell asleep her head on his lap. She woke up Sunday morning, not on the couch or her head on his lap, but safely tucked under her sheets with a strong arm holding her waist. Emma could feel Killian's steady breath caress her skin and smiled at how comfortable they had become with each other.

Emma shifted on the mattress until she could face Killian, his mouth slightly parted, a soft snore escaping his lips every now and then. Her fingers instantly went to caress his forehead and his hair, smiling when she noticed his features twitch a little as they enjoyed the caress that her touch procured.

Suddenly, Killian took in a deep breath as he slowly squinted his eyes open, the rest of his body slowly waking itself up as he stretched his arms above him.

"Hey" He murmured softly, his voice still thick with sleep.

"Hey." She smiled at him as her hand went to caress his cheek, her fingertips being tickled by his stubble.

"Enjoying watching me sleep, eh?" A sleep grin appeared on his face and was annoying how just a tiny smile could make her stomach flutter and halt her breathing. It didn't help that his hands were now apparently wide awake and slowly started to caress her from the waist up.

They laid in her bed for awhile, relishing on the small moment which was free from any commitment with the outside world. Right now, in her room, under her sheets, it was just them and no one else. They talked about everything and nothing as they refused to get out of the bed despite the fact that their stomach were growling and that the need to use the bathroom was making itself more and more pressing.

"Are you free next Friday?" Killian suddenly asked while his feet softly grazed her shin.

"Mmm, I don't know. I'll probably be busy with this handsome British that I work with, did I ever mentioned him?" She teased while she couldn't help the smile that was stretching her lips.

"You haven't. I'll have to meet that man and tell him you're mine." He growled as he pulled her towards him with such force that it made her yelp followed by a giggle when he buried his face in the crook of her neck.

When they finally managed to break the kiss, Killian leaned slightly back and looked at her.

"Since you're free, I was wondering if you'll be willing to have dinner with me and my brother Liam?"

Emma's breathing stopped at the mention of the possibility of meeting his older brother, his only family. The anguish that fulfilled her was quite similar of the one when the person you're seeing is asking you to meet his parents. Her eyes fluttered as she felt her mouth agape, not knowing what to say. She tried to ignore the anxiety that was threatening to overwhelm her, which would undoubtedly lead her to run and tried to ignore those instincts as Tink's words keep swirling around in her head as a reminder to no fuck this up.

Killian seemed to sense that his request was maybe a tad too much for her, a girl with lots of abandonment and commitment issues.

"Emma, do not feel obligated in any way to agree to this if you don't feel comfortable doing it." He reassured as his hand caressed her arm.

She pursed her lips as she swallowed the saliva that had seemed to gather in her mouth and slightly shook her head.

"It's okay, I don't mind. You just caught me by surprise." She lifts her eyes to meet his, her teeth sinking on her bottom lip.

"Is it okay if I bring a friend?" She asks.

"The more the merrier." He simply replies with a grin before capturing her lips for a searing kiss.