Every night they had spent together on the ship Emma had woken to find that she was alone in the bed. The past few nights that they spent outdoors Killian had been by her side but that was more out of necessity. Their last night together spent in an inn was a bittersweet morning because Emma was saying goodbye.

But this morning was not like any of those mornings. Emma was roused from sleep by Killian's fingers gently stroking her skin. She was curled up on her side and Killian was lying behind her. His hand trailed from her thigh over the curve of her hip and up to touch the side of her breast. Killian placed a kiss on her shoulder. Emma opened her eyes and saw that the sun was just starting to rise.

"It's early," she said lazily.

"Aye."

"The sun isn't even up yet."

"Mmmm..." Killian continued to stroke his hand up and down the side of her body. Emma could already feel the evidence of her desire start to pool between her thighs.

"Should we leave soon?" she breathed.

"Soon," he said. His placed another kiss on her shoulder but this time he didn't pull away. He placed soft kisses over her shoulder blade as he brushed her hair away from her neck. Emma closed her eyes when she felt his tongue against her neck.

"How much time do we have?" she whispered.

"As much as we want," Killian said against her skin. As he spoke he shifted his hips forward and she felt that he was already hard. His cock slipped between her legs and he rubbed his length over her wetness.

Emma moaned when she felt him pass over her clit and a shiver passed through her body.

"Already wet for me, princess?" Killian whispered in her ear before his mouth resumed the tantalizing task on her neck.

Emma angled her hips so she could feel more of him against her. "I am, pirate," she teased. "But I believe it was you who wanted me first."

"I have wanted you since I first set eyes on you," Killian spoke in a low voice that was thick with lust. His cock continued to drag over her and Emma continued to shudder each time he passed over her sensitive clit. The sensation was causing Emma to feel an ache within her that she knew would only be eased when Killian was inside her.

"Would you like to come, Emma?" he whispered as his hand went around and cupped her breast. He rolled a nipple between two fingers and Emma gasped. "Did you know that you are made to find your release as many times as you want?"

He emphasized the "t" at the end of the word and Emma thought that his words were almost as maddening as the things he was doing to her body. Emma felt like her senses were being assaulted in the most wonderful way. His mouth dropped back to her neck and she felt his teeth nip her earlobe. Emma whined when his hand left her breast and hummed in approval when she realized that he was only shifting to give the other one attention. Her nipples were hard and she felt an electrifying sensation of pleasure mixed with a little bit of pain when he pinched one of them. The feeling seemed to shoot to her core and a wave of desire flowed through her.

Killian's cock was thoroughly lubricated by Emma's arousal and he began to slip over her at a quicker pace. He smiled against her neck and breathed her in as he heard her breathing become labored. Her hands gripped the pillow as she felt the delicious pleasure build and build within her. She was bucking her hips back into him until she found the perfect spot that rubbed her just right and she knew she was close.

"Come for me, darling," Killian pleaded. His fingers gave her nipple another squeeze and this time the jolt of pleasure pushed Emma over the edge and her orgasm crashed over her like surf on a beach. Killian held her against him and felt her release flow warm over his cock as he stilled himself to let her ride out her release.

"Killian, that was …." Emma sighed and realized that she had no words.

"I know," he said, placing a kiss on her cheek.

She looked back and flashed him a dazzling smile. He returned her smile with a cock one of his own. "Pleased with yourself?" she asked, arching an eyebrow.

"I'd say the evidence speaks for itself," Killian said, leaning back and waving his hand down to his cock which she could plainly see was wet and glistening in the candle light.

"Oh, look," she said, noticing that the candle beside the bed was lit. "That should make you happy."

Killian clearly hadn't noticed before but a self-satisfied grin appeared on his face. "Indeed it does, Swan," he said. "I like being able to see how much you enjoy my work."

"You are infuriating," she said.

"And you are glorious," he replied.

Emma smiled and placed her hands on his chest as she straddled his hips. "And now it's my turn to make you come for me," she said.

Killian lay back on the pillow and watched her as she positioned herself just above his straining cock. She lowered herself slightly and let his tip slip inside her. Killian wanted to buck his hips and sheath himself inside her but he didn't want to take an ounce of control from her.

She leaned forward and brought her mouth to his. She bit his bottom lip and Killian grasped the sheet. Her tongue swept into his mouth as she lowered herself onto him.

"Emma …" Killian groaned as she raised her hips until he had slipped completely out of her.

"I never imagined it could feel this good, Killian," she said, lowering herself onto him again. He saw her eyes flutter as she filled her. This time she didn't rise up again but instead she started rocking her hips against him.

Killian had always prided himself on his stamina but the appealing princess was already bringing him close to ecstasy. He wanted it to last but he found that he couldn't hold back with her. He watched as she rolled her hips over his and marveled at the way she knew just how to find her pleasure. He wanted so badly to watch her face as she came and he gritted his teeth and resolved that he would not let himself come until she did.

Emma placed both hands on his stomach and used her thighs to bob herself up and down over him. She moaned as she quickened the pace and felt his thick cock hit a spot within her that was just what she needed. Feeling himself thrust inside her tight core was too much for Killian. He knew he was only seconds away from coming. His hand found her and rubbed over her clit and when he felt her start to tremble his fingers increased the pace. He felt her orgasm start and his hand gripped her hip and he pumped furiously into her and seconds later he cried out her name as he came.

She had started to come down when she felt him come inside her and a new wave of pleasure washed over her. She collapsed onto his chest and clung to him tightly as her orgasm slowly dissipated. He moved slightly within her and she jumped; her whole body seemed to be too sensitive. She didn't want to separate but they had already lingered longer than they should this morning.

"I don't want to leave this bed," she said.

"I know the feeling," Killian said. For a few moments they just lay there until Emma finally sat up and swung her leg over so she was sitting beside him. He kissed her hand and she smiled sadly and they both reluctantly got out of bed.

They cleaned up and dressed quickly without much conversation. They ate a small breakfast downstairs and Killian went to the stable to get their horse while Emma packed some food to bring with them. Killian said they would still have several days to travel before reaching the port so Emma made sure they had more than enough.

The next few days they both found were easier than before their stop at the inn. Having been able to rest and get proper supplies made the journey much more tolerable. Emma found that the most difficult challenge was lying next to Killian each night and trying to sleep when she had much more enjoyable activities on her mind.

They finally approached the outskirts of the port town one day in the later afternoon. It had been a week and a half since they had last seen the Jolly Roger and Killian hoped that Martin had been able to repair it in time to meet them.

They waited until night fell before entering the town. They didn't know if anyone would even be looking for her but after such a long trip they wanted to be cautious. As they neared the docks Killian spotted the mast of the Jolly Roger and squeezed Emma's hand.

"She's here, love," he said.

Emma smiled at him and they walked the rest of the way in silence. They both wanted to run to the ship but tried to keep their pace slow enough to avoid attracting attention. When they finally reached the deck of the ship Killian was greeted by Martin as they boarded. He looked anxious to talk to them but Killian told him to give them a few moments.

When they got into the cabin Emma rushed down the steps and Killian closed the door behind him. He hauled her into his arms and crashed his mouth onto hers. He spun Emma around and guided her towards the table. Before she knew what was happening he had bent her over the table and was pulling up her skirts. Emma cried out as the familiar fear took hold of her.

"I've been longing to do this for days," Killian said, mistaking her cry of anguish for one of passion.

"Stop, please!" Emma cried. She felt the tears stinging her eyes and she pulled herself to her feet and pushed Killian as hard as she could. His back hit the ladder and he stood looking shocked.

Realization dawned on him when he saw Emma defensively cross her arms over her chest. "Emma, I'm so sorry." He took a step towards her but she held up her hand.

"Please stay back," she said, trying to get her panicked heartbeat to return to normal.

Killian did as she asked. "I am sorry, Emma," he said. He hadn't been thinking of anything except how much he wanted to have her quickly before attending to his duties as captain. He had forgotten to be gentle with her, to let her set their pace. The frightened look on her face was one he had vowed she would never have again and here he had been the cause of it.

"I know," she said quietly.

A knock sounded at the cabin door and Emma nodded to Killian to open it. Martin came into the cabin and Killian indicated to him to sit at one of the chairs. He held out a chair for Emma to sit in and she complied without a word, her arms still crossed in front of her. Killian sat next to her and gave her a concerned look before turning to Martin.

"Tell me everything," he said.

Martin told them that Hobbes had seen to it that they had all the help they needed to repair the Jolly Roger and he delivered the supplies they required in time for them to sail. It had only taken four days to repair and they had been waiting in the port for two days.

"Anything else?" Killian asked when Martin paused.

"Your absence was noticed," he told his captain. "Some men boarded the ship asking where you had gone."

"And what did you tell them?"

"I told them you had some business to attend to and you would be back on the ship before we set sail," Martin said.

"What did they want?"

"They were looking for a princess that had gone missing," Martin looked quickly at Emma. "They heard that you had been seen with a beautiful woman but I told them that Captain Hook being with a beautiful woman was hardly news at all."

"Did they know when you left?"

"I don't know," he answered honestly. "But no one has come to the ship since we docked here."

"Thank you, Martin," Killian said. "I knew the ship was in good hands. I'll be up shortly. Please give us a moment."

"Glad to have you back, Captain," Martin said. He turned to Emma. "And I'm glad to see you again."

She raised her head and smiled at him. He nodded and went back to the deck, closing the door as he left.

"I'm sorry," Emma said when they were alone.

"I am the one to apologize, not you," Killian said. He kneeled beside Emma's chair and took her hand in his. "I should have thought about what I was doing. It was careless of me but you need to know, Emma that I would never hurt you."

Emma looked at him and saw the devastation in his eyes. Her other hand went to his cheek. "I don't want to be afraid of you."

"I promise to never again give you reason to be," he said. He turned his head to kiss the palm of her hand.

"Are you going to tell your crew what our plan is?" she asked.

"No," he said. "The less they know the better at this point. I'm sure they are all already aware that you are the princess that Hans is looking for. My men are loyal to me but don't forget that they are pirates and you are a great treasure. You should be wary of anyone but me or Martin."

Emma nodded.

"You should get some rest," he said, rising to his feet. He reluctantly let go of her hand and headed for the ladder.

"Killian," Emma said. He stopped turned back to her. She walked over to him and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "Thank you for rescuing me."

"Oh, Emma," Killian said. "You should know that you are the one who is rescuing me."

Killian left her in the room and Emma listened to him call out orders on deck. Eventually she felt the ship start to move and she smiled as the gentle rocking of the ship made her feel drowsy. She tossed aside her clothing and found one of Killian's clean shirts to wear and got into the familiar bed. Within minutes she was asleep.

Killian entered the cabin hours later and saw Emma dressed in one of his shirts lying on his bed and thought how comforting the sight was. He had meant it when he told her she was rescuing him. Killian was willing to give up his whole way of life to see to it that nothing happened to her. He removed his clothing and slid in to bed next to her. Her frightened reaction to his overzealous affections made him leave his pants on for tonight.

Killian was used to rising with the sun and getting up right away but he didn't want to leave Emma this morning without seeing a smile on her face so he was content to lay with her in his arms until she woke up.

"Good morning," he said when she opened her eyes at last.

"Mmmm … I always sleep better in this bed," she sighed.

"I told you that you would have made a good pirate." Emma smiled at him and he gave her a quick kiss. "There it is. Now my day can start."

"Now that we've got the ship back do you have any idea where we can find a magic bean?" Emma asked as she watched him get dressed.

"No but I know where we can start," he said, pulling on his vest.

"Where?"

"I know a man who has a knack for finding hard to find objects," he said. "He used to be a part of my crew but we parted ways years ago."

"And he will help us find a bean?" she asked skeptically.

"He will certainly know where we can start looking," Killian said. "Finding it will be up to us. Do you think you're up to the task?"

Emma felt a thrill go through her to think that she was setting out on an adventure. "I am."

"Good," he said. "Now get dressed. I'll have Martin bring you something to eat and then you'll join me on deck. It's time the crew got accustomed to having you around."