A/N: I need a bit more time to get the final chapter written, but I didn't want Valentine's Day to go by without a sweet little morsel from these two lovebirds. So, here's a super smuffy missing scene from the last chapter from Killian's POV. Enjoy! Final chapter to come early next week.

A faraway beeping sound slowly made its way to his ears, causing him to sink deeper into the covers and wrap Emma tighter against his chest. He burrowed his face into her hair, settling his jaw along her shoulder so his lips were against her ear.

"Love….Emma….your alarm is going off."

"I know. I'm too comfortable to move. It will turn itself off eventually, right?"

Killian chuckled and placed a sweet kiss to the underside of her jaw. As much as he didn't want to break this perfect moment, he would rather not have that annoying soundtrack continue much longer. Unwrapping himself from her back, he leaned over her to grab her phone from the nightstand. As he pressed the button to end the alarm he felt her fingertips tracing his chest from her position below him. Peering down at her he took in the sleepy smile she was bestowing him with, making his heart skip a few beats. He had never been in the presence of a more beautiful creature that Emma Swan in the morning.

Unable to control the urge, he shifted so he had her trapped underneath him and leaned in to press butterfly kisses across her forehead, over her eyes, across her cheeks, finally arriving at her lips. His whispered "good morning" was lost between their lips as her arms came around his waist, pulling him closer, prompting his planned chaste kiss to turn passionate as their bodies connected again.

Her legs came around his and slowly moved up to wrap around his waist as her hands anchored in his hair, their kiss now igniting with purpose. His arms began to shake as he tried to hold himself up over her while his emotions and passion raged through his veins. Never had he wanted a woman more than Emma. Their bodies seemed to be made to fit together, every touch sparking and electric, yet somehow soothing at the same time. He was helpless against the draw of her. Thankfully, she seemed to be just as addicted to him as he was to her, feeling her body thrum beneath him with warmth and want.

He allowed more of his weight to settle against her, causing a groan to escape his lips as her breasts pressed deliciously against his bare chest. Moving to her neck, he proceeded to mark her skin with his lips, urged by the sounds of pleasure coming from her mouth next to his ear. When her incoherent mumbling turned to whispered pleas of his name, he said a silent prayer that they hadn't used up all of the condoms during their evening endeavors.

He gave her another deep, wet kiss before leaning away from her to search blindly in her bedside drawer. His victorious sigh caused her to chuckle slightly as she waited for him to return to her. When he did, they both took a moment to take each other in, her hand caressing his cheek as his wrapped lightly around her neck. They slowly allowed their bodies to align and he waited, watching her face, needing to see her.

"Make love to me, Killian." Her whispered request would replay in his dreams forever, he was sure of it. Their hearts beat in unison as they worshiped each other, slowly, thoroughly, both whispering endearments into each other's skin as they moved together. Their eyes locked as they both succumbed, their bodies declaring unspoken words, overwhelming them both with the intensity of their connection.

As his muscles began to relax he was unable to hold himself up any longer and he collapsed against her on the bed. Not wanting to crush her, he turned them so they could lie facing each other on the mattress, his arm pulling her in close as soon as they were settled. He found her hand between them and held it against his chest as he tried to slow his breathing, shivering slightly at the feel of her fingertips dancing along his spine.

"Emma, I…"

"I know..."

His eyes fluttered up to hers and he saw everything he needed in that moment in her expression. She was as wrecked as he was, smiling happily back at him, a rosy glow still shimmering everywhere he could see.

He leaned forward to rest his forehead against hers gently, soaking up every second of their time together before they had to leave their blissful bubble and start their day.

"Killian?"

"Yes, love."

"Can we eat the cake now?"