First off, I am sorry I haven't been updating with a new chapter lately. School has started and I have been busy getting back into the routine. But I want to let you all know I will be cutting back on the updates. I will post a new chapter once a week which will be on Fridays from now on. Also, I don't know how long this collection will be. It shouldn't have more than fifty chapters before I finish it. Plus I am also working on a Captain Swan multi-chapter fiction series that I will be posting soon.

So anyway, I decided to get inspired and do some prompts for some of the next few chapters. So it will be prompt based chapters for awhile.

I also decided to mix this collection up with one-shots, short fics, drabbles, etc.

This one is more of a short fic.

prompt (from OTP Prompts on tumblr - link on profile) : Imagine Person A gets really touchy feely & affectionate in their sleep. Person B enjoys all the drowsy confessions and stroking so instead of telling A and risking them controlling it, B keeps this nightly treat to themselves.

The first time Killian slept in bed with Emma, he noticed how she slept. After being intimate and holding each other, they would eventually roll, having their backs to the other. But waking up in the middle of the night, Killian experienced something he didn't know about Emma. Something he was glad he was awake to see.

Emma (though she would deny this until her face was red) was very affectionate in her sleep.

Not to say Emma wasn't affectionate awake. Oh no, she could be, but it was harder to coax her to do so. Now, she was so open and vulnerable, it made Killian's heart clench thinking about it.

That night she had rolled over, while he was awake, resting her head on his shoulder. At first Killian called her, thinking she was awake, but she didn't respond. She was still asleep.

Emma then rested her face in the crook of his neck, snuggling closer to Killian. He could see the smile on her face as she slept and it made his heart swell.

It got better as Emma with her hand reached up to touch the stubble on his face, stroking it gently, as if petting him. Hell. Killian tried to suppress the urge to purr like a cat.

He couldn't wrap his mind around how Emma was touching him so much. But he couldn't process it before she started speaking.

It was soft and Killian barely heard, but he knew she was speaking, "Killian, you make me not feel lost..."

Killian's eyes widened at that, feeling his heart thump in his chest. Emma was saying he made her not feel like what she felt like her whole life. What she admitted in Neverland. How on the beanstalk, he could see in her eyes, how rare love had been in her life. Emma didn't feel lost anymore with him. It did something to Killian, for Emma to see him positively for helping her. That he made her feel she had someone.

"Killian," Emma giggled. He heard that, the unashamed and bright sound she made. It was like music to his ears, "I like that spot behind my ear. Again."

Killian grinned at that, remembering how he licked and sucked on a spot where her neck and ear met earlier when they made love and she didn't even cover up her moans. He would keep that spot in mind to use later.

Emma eventually wrapped her legs over his, linking them together. Her hands staying close to his face. Killian was smiling wider - if that was even possible as she left a trail of kisses up his shoulder.

Yes. Killian could get use to the nightly whispers and touches his Swan gave him.

Emma woke up in the morning having had Killian help make her breakfast. They sat in a comfortable silence eating eggs, bacon and toast with hot chocolate and cinnamon.

Killian thought all the while to tell Emma about her affectionate touching and dream confessions, but he realized she would be angry and deny them. So he thought he could keep this to himself for a while. How Emma was utterly vulnerable and open to him, even if in her sleep.

Plus, he got to enjoy what she said.

"Emma love?" He asked, peering up at her.

"Hmm?" She said, sipping on her hot chocolate drink.

"Can I kiss that spot behind your ear you like again?"

Emma spit up her drink at that and spent the next hour yelling at him, denying that, all with a lovely blush on her cheeks.