Chapter Title: Her

Title: lessons

AUTHOR: obisgirl
Rating: nc-17
Characters: Killian/Emma

Summary: Fairytale land – AU. Emma is a princess on the verge of becoming a woman but wants more out of life than what her parents can give her, so she makes a wish to be swept away which translates into being kidnapped and sold at a slave auction to one Captain Killian Jones.

A/N: The Evil Queen's curse never happened.

Disclaimer: Once Upon a Time characters are property of Disney and Adam Horowitz, Edward Kitsis. This fanfic is for pure entertainment.

As soon as Killian can feel the warm sea breeze, he awakes from his bed, changes and goes up on deck to check the progress of their travel. They would be docking very soon and surprise, surprise, there's another message. She's already there, waiting for his arrival and cannot wait to see Emma as well. Killian crumples the piece of paper and goes back down below, knocking on Emma's door.

She mutters that it's alright for him to enter and he does so, noting her bent over, lacing her boots, already dressed. "Almost done," she says, "We there yet?"

"In a bit," he says and walks over, kneeling down to help her lace up her other boot.

"Good," she muses, sitting back, finishing up one boot. "It'll be nice to be able to walk around on land, other than the ship,"

He finishes lacing up the other boot and looks at her. "Someone land-sick?" he teases.

Emma snorts. "I'm just anxious to get this whole thing over with so I can burn these clothes, or toss them overboard; I haven't decided yet which one," she reasons.

"You do realize of course these clothes aren't yours," he offers, "I lent them to you, so if you burn or toss them you need my permission first and my response, would of course be 'No.'"

Emma looks away from him. "Why? So, you can make some other poor damsel wear them?" she retorts, "I hate corsets but I wouldn't wish this kind of misery on any female,"

He pulls her into his arms suddenly and a breath hitches in Emma's throat. "Just so you know darling, this my new favorite outfit because you're in it and wouldn't let any other woman except you wear it," he teases and lets her go.

As soon as he releases her, he hears one of his men say that they've successfully docked and he looks back at

Emma.

"Showtime," she smiles, leaving the room and Killian following in her wake.

Killian isn't sure how Emma will perform as they walk off the ship but she does elicit more than a few stares because she is the only woman in their small group, but also because of that much-hated corset. Few men are paying attention to her face, thus nobody will care that she is actually a princess and are more concerned with her lower area.

He smirks and Emma glares icily at him, and he scowls as they walk into their first destination, a local bar.

Killian beckons Smee closer and the short man steps forward. "Find Miss Emilia some suitable clothes and go back to the ship straight away, don't linger,"

"Emilia?" Emma questions, "Seriously? I can't have a sexy pirate name? You had to go with that?"

Smee looks back at Emilia and then to Killian. "I think I can find some," he says and the little man leaves.

"Emilia, really?" Emma still fumes but Killian ignores her, walking over to an empty table. Emma follows, taking the seat beside him.

"If I refer to your real name, that might give you away, love," he says, "Emilia will have to do for now,"

Emma sighs and leans back in her chair, dangling her arms and Killian looks over at her weird. "What are you

doing?"

"Sitting," she says bluntly.

He glances at her chest and grabs one of her hands, forcing her to sit up. "You're a pirate love, not a whore looking for a good time," he whispers to her.

Emma laughs evilly and reaches over, caressing his thigh. "Now, what are you doing?" he asks, surveying the

tavern for her.

"Looking for a good time, Captain," she teases back.

Killian grabs her hand and plants it firmly in her own lap. "Try and behave yourself, love," he whispers, "Don't act straight-laced either,"

Emma sighs, leaning against him. "Whatever you say, Captain," she says and kisses his cheek, "Oy! Where are the drinks around here?!"

Oh dear lord, Killian cries. I've created a monster!

Finally, Killian spots the woman he's looking for and turns briefly Starkey. "Please, watch her," he begs the

other pirate before going over to the bar.

"You have guts, Kilian," the woman remarks, staring at Emma. "I didn't wager you could transform a princess into a pirate but congratulations,"

Killian doesn't bother to look at her, instead leans back against the bar and stares at Emma from afar. "You've seen her," he retorts, "Is that it?"

The woman smiles. "It's a very impressive transformation but that wasn't a part of the plan, Killian," she reminds him, "Her parent's wealth is the real target, you know that,"

"Emma says that she'll cooperate and I believe her; in exchange, I'm helping her with a little problem as well," he reasons.

"And what kind of problem would that be?" she wonders, eyeing him. "I saw the way she practically grabbed you in front of your men. I'm ashamed of you, Killian, letting a girl cloud your better judgement. I thought that I taught you better than that. Love is weakness, boy; don't ever forget that,"

"Right, and you were never in love once – not even with my father,"

The woman grabs his collar suddenly, forcing Killian to look at her. "Listen me, son and listen well to advice from your dear old mum; you wanted this life so you could be free of me and I told you, if this is what you want, you need a heart of stone. I think that definitely applies now, don't you think?" she seethes, letting him go. "Remember the plan, we're embezzling money from the Charmings and as soon as we get our money, we get rid of her and I take my fair share because that's what your lovely mother deserves,"

"I'm all for helping you out mother but I'm a bit fuzzy about the 'getting rid of her' part," he says.

She smiles at him, passing him a dagger. "Take care of her, Killian," she advises, "and quietly. You can even

make it look like an accident if you like; which might not be a bad idea in this case,"

"She doesn't deserve to die," he cries, "she only turned eighteen a day ago,"

"Are we getting soft, son?" she teases, pouting. "You're a pirate, one of the most dreaded in the land and you have a soft spot for a girl you've only known for a few days? You're a bloody pirate captain, ACT LIKE ONE!"

Killian doesn't say anything, discreetly taking the dagger and hiding it.

"That's a good boy," she smiles before walking away.

Killian walks back to the table and sits next to Emma, not even looking at Starkey but he does notice the mug of ale in Emma's hand, which is about half empty. "Best drink I've ever had," she laughs. "It's like a meal,"

"We're done here," Killian says icily and grabs Emma's hand, dragging her away from the table. Emma pulls at him to let her go and he does once they're far removed from the group and pins her against a wall. "I thought that we had agreed that you would be a little more discreet in this outing?"

"I'm acting and behaving the way I should in this get-up, like a pirate," she retorts and grabs his face, kissing him forcefully but passionately. "I bet you weren't expecting that I would do that,"

Killian rolls his eyes and moves away from her. "That was out of line, Emma," he seethes. "We're going back to the ship now before you do anymore damage,"

"Sorry but I'm not done with my drink," she retorts.

A big grin forms across Killian's face and he heaves her body over his shoulder and gathers his men, stalking out of the tavern.

tbc