Whelp, here it is...good old fashioned Captain Hook smut for your eyeballs to embrace. Rating is going to M even though for literary smut...it's tamely written...well, as tame as I could write it haha
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I had no idea what had come over me, but there I was...kissing Killian in front of our Christmas tree, dressed down to my corset and panties. Maybe it was the loneliness that did it. The want for a connection. Or maybe it was something else...
...at this moment, it didn't matter. All I knew was that it felt right and that it felt good. And, all I wanted now was to feel good. To feel something with someone.
I sucked and kissed at his strong neck, licking at his pulse point and feeling the steady rhythm quicken at the touch of my lips. My hands grew a mind of their own as they slipped down between us and grabbed the waistband of his trademark leather pants, my fingers toying with the ties at the front.
"Let's not be hasty, Love..." I heard him whisper above me. I pulled my lips away slightly and looked up.
Did he not want this?
Seeming to know what I was thinking, he smiled and said,"Let's go slow, Darling...perhaps we can get more comfortable upstairs?"
I nodded shyly and he took my hand gently in his, leading me up the stairs and to his room. I could feel the warmth from the fire coming from the hearth immediately as I entered. Most of the furniture was delicately carved oak finished to a dark gloss. His bed was no different. It was grand and plush with silky looking sheets and blankets with many pillows. Above it was a dramatic draping of fabric that looked positively decadent and each bedpost was intricately carved.
"May I get you a drink?" He whispered softly before placing a warm open-mouthed kiss just below my ear.
"N-no, thank you." I breathed out shakily. He smiled before walking over to a table that housed a few glass bottles of liquor and glasses. I watched as he poured himself a small glass of whiskey that he sipped briefly before walking over and placing it on a night table beside the bed. I had walked over to inspect the beautiful posts of the bed when I felt his breath on my shoulder blades as he brushed my hair to one side and his hand ghosted down the center of my back, finding the ties of my corset.
I remained where I stood, my back to him as his hand tugged at the ties to loosen it slightly. His lips soon found my neck and his bad arm wrapped around me, keeping me to him. I closed my eyes as I let his lips devour me with heated kisses, my hand still on the post of his bed to steady myself as his hand continued to loosen my corset. Lacing a corset took a good 5 minutes alone, but undoing one was fairly easy and Killian seemed to have no trouble doing it one-handed.
"As much as I love the way you look in this..." He murmured gently as the ties loosened enough to where he could start to tug the material open. Once he could get it open, he released the garment and let it drop to my feet so I could step out of it and kick it aside. I felt him move closer to me, his bare chest against my back as slightly calloused fingers traced the silhouette of my side.
"You are beautiful..." He whispered into my ear softly before kissing just below it, his fingers now moving forward to explore my stomach, inching slowly up to caress the underside of my left breast. I let out a shaky breath as he began kissing and sucking at my neck, his fingers drifting til they found my nipple. His thumb gave the taut nub of flesh a slow rub before he pinched softly. Unable to help it, I closed my eyes and let myself fall deeper under the spell of his touch.
I felt him turn me around to face him and his lips pressed against mine almost immediately, both arms around me tight as our bodies pressed hard against each others. He backed me up against the bed post, his light eyes now dark with want as he took in my figure. He bit his lip gently as he reached out and tugged my panties down slowly, letting me step out of them before he knelt before me. I felt his hand slide up my calf slowly.
"Darling..." He cooed softly.
"Mmmm?" I mused, eyes closed.
"Look at me..." He said. I looked down and held eye contact with him as he slowly brought one thigh up to rest on his shoulder, his fingers stroking the skin there as he leaned forward. I could feel his warm breath on my core now. He smiled before he turned his head to kiss the inside of my raised thigh before licking a slow trail between my legs, his tongue flicking over my bundle of nerves before sucking hard on my clit. Instantly, my hips bucked towards his mouth, wanting more...so much more...and he eagerly gave it to me.
"Oh...Killian...please..." I moaned out softly, my hands reaching down to stroke his hair, keeping him exactly where he was. I threw my head back til it practically banged against the bed post I was leaning against. Killian hadn't seemed to notice that I wasn't watching until a few minutes later when I felt his mouth back away. I groaned in protest.
"Darling, didn't I tell you to watch?" He smirked up at me when I finally looked down at him.
"Getting a little hard to concentrate..." I replied, my voice laced with my lust for him.
"You want me to finish, do you not, Love?" He asked softly.
"Yes...please..." I begged desperately.
"Be a good lass...eyes on me." He winked before leaning in again, his eyes never leaving mine as he placed a tender kiss on my clit before his tongue began again. I could feel my orgasm coming fast now as his mouth continued to do evil things to me, my hips now rolling into his mouth, hands grasping at his dark hair.
"Oh God...Oh...Killian!" I moaned loudly, the warmth Killian created between my thighs spreading to my entire body making my cheeks flush slightly as my climax came in waves of pleasure. I heard him moan beneath me as he greedily licked me clean with his thorough tongue.
I finally closed my eyes as I felt myself rest against the bed post, Killian having let my leg down as he stood again. His body was close as his hand guided mine to the ties of his leather pants, hinting that he wanted me to undo them. Once I did, he then guided my hand down to rest on the now solid bulge at his lap. My eyes opened again as I glanced down between us, biting my lip as I caressed his manhood through his pants, his mouth parting and his eyes closing briefly.
"Lass..." He whispered softly.
"That's not my name..." I teased with a little smile as our eyes met once more.
"Cynthia, darling...I mean to have you...if you'll allow me the pleasure..." He said gently, leaning in to kiss me sweetly.
"Of course..." I whispered against his lips before his mouth claimed mine once more, his arms around my waist and picking me up til my thighs wrapped around his waist. He walked us to the bed, still kissing me as he gently laid me down on the mattress, my thighs still tight around him as he reached back and maneuvered himself out of his pants. He kicked them away before climbing onto the bed and joining me.
"You're like a dream..." He whispered as his head dipped down claim one of my breasts with his mouth, his mouth sucking and licking gently as his manhood pressed intimately between my legs. I rolled my hips slightly against it before he glanced between us and positioned himself at my entrance and thrust in slowly, moaning in pleasure once he did and remaining still for a moment.
My arms wrapped around him tight and clutched his body to me as I felt all of him slip inside my aching center. Soon, he began his thrusting deep and slow, making love to me. His head hung lazily between us as he labored, his eyes closed in his pleasure. I reached up with one hand, held his chin and redirected his face to mine.
"Look at me..." I whispered softly as his eyes opened slowly in a hooded gaze as I stroked his chin gently before brushing my thumb over his bottom lip. We held our gaze til we both reached our climax together, moaning and crying out for one another desperately.
Exhausted, Killian nestled his face in the crook of my neck and closed his eyes as our breathing steadied. I lazily ran my fingers through his hair while my other hand trailed up and down his spine slowly, lulling him to sleep that I would soon join him in.
I couldn't believe this was even real.
When Killian fell asleep, I considered the man in my arms. Something had changed in him. He was gentler. He was opening up to me. Hell, he hadn't gone near his ship in 2 weeks. Perhaps it was the cold weather that kept him inside...or maybe it was something else. I wondered if I was the reason.
And then a sudden realization dawned on me as I held him to me...was I falling for my captor?
Was he falling for me?