This was for hookskraken for my Hookersnetwork Secret Santa, I hope you all like it! Merry Christmas everyone!
She was tired and the only thing that she was looking forward tonight is to get home, watch TV and then pass out on her couch. Emma just finished her last assignment of her finals and she was exhausted beyond belief after spending the last two weeks buried in her books.
She entered her two-bedroom apartment that she was sharing with Regina and tossed her bag the moment she stepped inside and made a beeline towards her couch and collapsed on the soft cushions. The feeling of freedom still hadn't sunk in, and she could still feel her shoulders tense from her last couple of weeks, and she wished she still had some alcohol lying around to help her ease up. But that would be later, now she was relishing on the fact that she was home and had nothing and no one to pressure her.
Her roommate arrived not long after with a couple of grocery bags, as she flipped her head back to try to sway her hair on the otther side so they weren't distracting her. She dropped the bags on the counter, not too delicately, and lifted her head and saw Emma sitting, well more sprawled, on the couch as she watched TV.
"What are you doing here?" The brunette asked her, clearly not expecting to have stumbled on her, and clearly not pleased.
"What do you mean? This is my apartment too, you know." Emma replied as she grabbed the remote to change the channel. Regina walked over to where she was and went to stand in front of her with her arms crossed and casting the always severe look that molded her traits.
"Didn't you finish your finals today?"
"I did."
"Aren't you going to go out and celebrate with all the other headless college students that binge drink at the end of the semester?"
"No. I'd rather celebrate here in my sweatpants while watching awful television and fall asleep."
"Well you can't be here." Regina said to her finally saying what she had been meaning to tell her from the moment she set her eyes on her blonde roommate.
"Why not?"
"Robin is coming over, and we had a special night planned. I had assumed that you weren't going to be here."
"Well, you shouldn't assume. Don't worry, I'll stay in my room and you won't even notice I'm here, I mean I will probably be sleeping." She got up from the couch and went to make herself something to eat.
A couple of hours later, she was confined to her room while Robin and Regina had their date in the living room. She could hear Regina laugh wholeheartedly at Robin's story and it made her smile. Her roommate wasn't necessarily the most approachable person, and Emma was glad to see her happy. Two years ago when she moved into this appartment, the brunette was desperate for a roommate, but didn't want to have one, but that's what money problems did to you.
Their relationship started a bit rocky, Regina always telling her what to do and what not to do, which drove Emma crazy. The fact that she didn't let herself pushed around made her roommate quite angry and they often got into fights. But, ever since Robin came into her life, she changed drastically, she was still the controlling bitch she has always been, but she was actually now more approachable and actually fun. That's what confirmed Emma's theory that she just needed to get laid.
Besides the rough relationship she had with Regina, Emma really liked her apartment and if she dared admit it, she liked more her next door neighbor, Killian.
Apparently, she didn't get to meet people under very pleasant circumstances seing that the first she met him she actually went storming to his door, fist pounding on his door so he would turned the sound of his amp way down.
He had greeted her with only his sweatpants on, exposing his bare chest to her as she confronted him on the inappropriate loudness of his guitar. He had looked at her with a lopsided grin and teasing eyes as she got madder since he was obviously didn't take her seriously, and added fuel to the fire when he slipped an inappropriate innuendo. Needless to say, that she hated him.
At first.
It was two years later, and they were now good friends, despite their first encounter. Emma often went to his place or him to hers, and shared a drink as they talked about her studies, his music, work, the girls he was seeing, or the very seldom guys she might be seeing.
She sometimes went to visit him at the bar where he worked and sometimes played with his bandmates, which was how Regina met Robin. She appreciated the friendship she had developped with Killian, since there was aboslutely no bullshit between them, he was real with her and same from her, he understood her well and didn't push further when there was no need to, and he called her on her issues.
The problem with them was that he was attractive, too handsome for his own good and that drove Emma crazy. It wasn't that she was in love with him, that would be absurd, since Emma Swan didn't do love, but she had this sort of crush on him, mainly being sexual.
She had a feeling that if she was to make a move on him, he would reject her by telling her that he didn't want to ruin their friendship, since she knew how much their friendship meant to him, he didn't have friends that were girls. Instead she channeled that unresolved sexual tension and slept with random guys she met at his bar, and think of him during the night. No harm in that, and their friendship would still be intact. That was the mantra she kept telling herself.
Emma was slowly drifting to sleep on her bed when she heard the door of Regina's room close followed by two set of footsteps. She really hoped that this time they were going to be a bit more considerate of her presence and be a bit civilized when it came to noise, because the only she wanted was peaceful night of sleep.
An hour later she woke up to the noise of banging on the wall she shared with Regina, and cursed under her breath at the realization that they weren't going to be quiet, again.
Deciding that she didn't want to be there for that, she took her comforter and pillow and walked out of her appartment in her tank top and tiny shorts and knocked on Killian's door. He opened seconds later, in his boxer brief and T-shirt only, her eyes hovering his body and lingering a bit too much on his package, luckily for her, he was still half-asleep to notice anything. He rubbed his eyes as he realized that it was her standing there when her comforter.
"Swan, is something wrong?"
"Sorry to wake you, Killian, but do you mind if I crash here tonight?" She asked with a small pout. He ran a hand through his dishevelled hair, a tired smile curving his lips.
"Let me guess, Robin is over?" She nodded tiredly at him, as he deep chuckle vibrate out of him as he opened the door wider for her to come in.
Emma entered his appartment, his scent invading her senses as she made a beeline towards his couch as Killian walked back to his bed that was on the other side of the room. She placed her pillow at one end of his couch and let herself fall on it as she covered herself with her quilt.
"You sure you don't want the bed? You'll be a bit more comfortable you know." Killian's voice reverberate throughout his appartment.
"For the hundreth time, I'm fine on the couch. Stop pretending to be a gentlemen and go back to sleep."
"I'm not pretending, I am a gentlemen love." She could almost his smirk as he replied to her, which made her smile.
"Oh shut up and go back to sleep." He snorted at her come back, and the apparment went silent as she tried to find sleep once again.
It wasn't the first time she had done this, crawling out of her bed with her things and asked him to stay over. The first time it happened after a nasty fight with her roommate, the time after that was because she passed out on his couch, and lately it was a regular occurrene when Robin stayed over.
Emma shifted position a couple of times, and sighed after she tried readjusting her position on the couch for what felt like an hour. She finally sat down on the couch, and made herself comfortable as she grabbed the remote and opened the TV and found a channel where they were showing some old reruns of The Simpsons.
Sheets rustled from afar and seconds later Killian came to join her on the couch. He settled himself under her blanket, his naked leg brushing hers as she felt her skin burn at the contact. The whole apartment was dark, the only light coming from the television, barely shedding a light on them.
"Can't sleep either?" She managed to ask him, turning her head to the side to look at him.
"Not for lack of trying."
"I'm sorry to have woke you up."
"No worries, Swan. I'm getting quite used to you being desperate for my presence." Her hand flew automatically to hit him on the chest, and saw the smirk he wore.
"Jerk."
"And you love it." He quipped back as they both turned their eyes on the television, but not really listening to the show, both being still half asleep.
"You finished your semester today, didn't you?"
"I did. I'm more than happy that it's over. The stress of the finals was getting to me. I still can't believe it's over for the next few months. I feel like there's something that I need to do, an assigment that I forgot or something. I still feel very tense." Emma explained to him as she felt the muscles of her shoulders tighten at the thought of school work.
"Well, you know there is one thing that can help you relieve some of that tension."
"Oh yeah, and what would that be?" She asked him teasingly, and she could swear that even in the poorly-lit room she could see his cheeks go red.
"Well, either get drunk, or sex. Or both."
Her cheeks flushed at his comment. Granted, that would be quite the way to relax after these intense months. She knew that he meant with a random guy, but he was the only one that came to mind. "You want me to get drunk and have sex with you? Is that what you are telling me?"
The words slipped out of her mouth before she could filter the thought and it was now her turn to have her cheeks turn crimson.
"I…uh…well." He paused and swallowed, Emma noticing how his Adam's apple moved, her walls instantly clenching. "I didn't mean necessarily with me."
"But you did at one point think about it?" Her words came out barely above a whisper, and was surprised to see that Killian actually did hear her words.
"Yes." He breathed out his answer, and they both could feel the tension between them increase significantly, both of their breathing getting heavier.
Emma wanted more than nothing to kiss him senseless and have him in all the possible ways she had already thought and dreamt about, but there was still something keeping her from doing so.
When she saw that he was about to say something, she knew she had to do something now before Killian said something to ruin their possible chance to finally do something about their unresolved sexual tension. She moved under her quilt and straddled him, her hands cupping his face, crashing their lips together. Killian matched her fervent kiss as his grip on her hips moved to caress her back under the fabric of her top.
The heat of his kiss made her body burn and she felt as if she could lose control any minute now, and damn they were only kissing.
Rolling her hips above him, she felt the hard bulge pressing into her, the sensation making her eyes roll back and wanting more. Her fingers went to rake over his scalp, deepening the kiss as she tilted her head to the side, her tongue caressing his bottom lip after nibbling at it. She pushed down and swayed her hips on him while Killian met her fervor as he pushed his hips up a bit, making them both moan.
His hands ran over the skin of her hips and moved it to caress her stomach, moving down until he reached the waistband of her shorts. His fingers pushed the fabric aside so he could cup her sex. A long finger caressed her folds gathering the wetness that had settled there, Killian groaned into their kiss when he felt how aroused she was. Emma broke the kiss when he slid two fingers inside her, curved just at the right place, stimulating the most sensitive parts of her.
His mouth was on her neck, kissing and bitting the skin as he thrust his fingers in and out of her, meeting the movement of her hips. Emma lost control of herself when he added his thumb, drawing circles on her clit, adding another intense and pleasurable sensation. Her head shot backwards, her mouth parting as an inaudible moan left her lips, her orgasm going through her in waves.
Her body was still humming when she managed to look back at him, his eyes now dark with lust, as he licked her arousal off his fingers, the action turning her on even more, if that was possible.
"Fuck." Emma let out without noticing as he took out his long fingers from his lips, a smirk curving the line of his mouth.
"We'll get to it. Up." His voice was hoarse and deep, if she could describe sex as a voice, it would be just that. She did as he says without even processing the action, her limbs following his commands. The moment that she was standing next to the couch, he grabbed her comforter and sprawled it on his wooden floor.
Killian took her by the hand and pulled her to him, their bodies pressed together as he devoured her lips. His hands went to tug on her clothes, as she did the same with him. In no time they were both naked, Emma's body shivering with anticipation when she felt his hard length brush her abdomen.
"Lay down." Her eyes stayed glued on him as she did as he demanded, until her sight got distracted by what he was packing. She always knew that he was well endowed, with the small glimpse that his tight boxers gave her.
She licked her lips hungrily when he lay down on top of her, mouth leaving a trail of open mouth kisses on her chest. Her back arched when his tongue caressed one of her hard nipples after biting at the nub. Her other breast was under the spell of his hand that pinched and caressed her skin.
The attention brought to her chest increased the pressure and the need in her lower abdomen and Emma just knew that she was dripping down her thighs. Emma was so caught up on what he was doing that she didn't notice his mouth had left her chest and was now kissing her stomach, going further south.
"I've been wanting to do this for so long now, Swan. Ever since you came knocking on my door with those tiny little shorts of yours." His breath hovered over her heat as he lifted his gaze up to meet hers.
She felt a jolt of desire course through her when she saw the hungry gaze her casted her. His tongue went to caress his bottom lip, his eyes never tearing from hers, and leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on her wet folds, humming at the same time.
A whimper escaped her parted lips, her breathing getting heavier and heavier as he finally started to lap at her folds hungrily, occasionally circling his tongue on her bundle of nerve, making her more and more desperate for him.
Her fingers were on his head to keep him just where he was, wanting to come while his tongue pleasured her. His calloused fingers went to nudge her entrance again, moaning way too loudly as she welcomed the intrusion. She cursed herself afterwards when she looked down and saw that his eyes were fixed on her, enjoying the show of her being lost in her upcoming orgasm.
"You look gorgeous like this, Emma. So wanton and desperate for me to make you come again. Tell me, have you ever thought about me eating your cunt like this?"
The gruff tone in his voice didn't help with the dirty things he said to her. She only managed to mutter a jumble of words that were suppose to mean 'yes' when he sucked one more time on her clit while his fingers worked their magic and suddenly felt her body shatter under the intensity of her climax.
Her body went limp as she let her release wash over her, passing a hand over her hair trying to regain her senses. She shortly noticed that Killian had gotten up, and heard a the sound of a drawer opening in the darkness of the room. Seconds later, he reappeared as the soft light of the television shed some light on his naked body, his erect cock seeking attention.
Before her mind could process anything, she was on her knees and wrapped her lips around him, a shaky sigh leaving his mouth as she swirled her tongue around his tip. His hand went to grasp her hair, more to ground himself than to guide her. He groaned when she took him deeper, the tip of him hitting the back of her throat.
"Fuck, Emma. You need to stop." He whimpered as his hand released her hair and cupped her cheek. She circled her hand around him as she leaned back, her hand pumping him.
"Aren't you enjoying yourself?" She drawled out seductively, her grip tightening around his shaft making his hips jerk a bit, a loud hiss coming out of his lips.
"A bit too much, love. And I would prefer being buried inside that tight cunt of yours when I come." With those words, Emma released the grasp she had on him, and leaned back on the quilt that was on the floor, her eyes following his movements as he rolled down the condom he previously went to fetch. She swallowed loudly when she saw him touching himself while his eyes were devouring her.
"Touch yourself."
Emma did has he said, her hand trailing down her stomach, her fingers grazing her damp curls, moaning when she finally touched her already sensible nub.
She parted her legs further when he made a move to settle himself between them, his strong hands still lazily stroking his member. His other hand went to grab a cushion from his couch and told her to raise her hips so he could lay it under her buttocks. When she was finally in place, he nudge her entrance.
They were both already panting when he pushed himself into her, slowly stretching her, his hands holding her hips. Killian waited a moment when he was finally fully buried in her, locking their eyes together waiting for her approval. He stayed seated and grab her legs so they could circle his waist and gradually started to thrust his cock in and out of her, slowly picking up the pace. The familiar tension started to build low in her abdomen, her hands going to grab her comforter as she desperately needed something to hold on to. Killian suddenly grabbed her legs and lifted them up, her calves on each side of his head, resting on his shoulders.
The change in position caused another set of delightful sensations as she felt his length move through her, making him reach that special spot within her and making her tighter for him.
"Fuck, Emma. You feel so bloody amazing. I have spent these last two years wanting to fuck you in so many different ways, you have no idea. Haunting my dreams and my thoughts daily. With those gorgeous legs of yours." His mouth went to kiss her ankle as he kept his brutal pace while his hand went to where they were joined and rubbed her clit.
"Oh God! Don't stop!" She screamed as he reached a spot deep inside her.
It only took seconds for her to reach that bliss. Killian helped her ride out her release before finally joining her, a mix of curses and groans came along as his hips stilled. He released her legs and fell forward, holding himself up on his forearms so as to not crush her, his mouth peppering her neck with light kisses.
Emma's legs went to curl around his waist again to keep him there, and pulled his face up to kiss him. It was lazy and sloppy, but she enjoyed every second of it, finally taking the time to enjoy the taste of his lips.
After they broke the kiss, Killian leaned back to take a better look at her, his fingers pushing back a damp strand of her hair, his eyes never leaving her. Emma felt herself blush under the intense stare he gave her, which was a bit weird after what they have been doing for the past hour.
"You're so beautiful." He breathed out, the lines of his face softening as he told her the compliment.
"You don't need to say that, you already got in my pants."
They stayed silent for a bit, as she tried to avoid his eyes which were now searching hers. The tension being too much to her, she pushed him back so she could sit and grabbed her clothes which were laying not too far away.
"I meant everything I said earlier."
She finished putting her top and shorts on and stood in front of him, where he was still sitting naked on her quilt. He finally stood up and took her hands in his large ones as he stood before her in a very vulnerable position. She looked up to meet his eyes and sighed.
"It's not only about sex. I mean, the first time I saw you, angry and feisty and all, I was very attracted to you, and, yes, I wanted to bed you. But I got to know you with time, and I like you more than that. A lot more." His hand went to cradle her neck, as she took a deep breath, taking in his words.
"Really?" The word came out small and unsure, which he responded with a nod and small smile to which she returned.
Their lips meet once more, pouring out every unsaid emotion they felt for each other until they finally made it to his bed. They inevitably went for another round, and another until they fell asleep on his bed.
The next morning, Emma woke up pressed to a very warm body, a strong hand caressing her stomach as he laid soft kisses on her neck. She hummed at the pleasant sensation and turned her head around so she could kiss Killian.
"Good morning, love."
" 'Morning." Emma rolled onto her back as he placed himself on top of her between her legs. Her eyes widen when she felt his hard length pressed on her, a shot of liquid fire coursing down her center.
"Someone is quite eager this morning."
He smirked at her teasing comment and leaned in and kissed her chastily. "You have no idea. I can't seem to get enough of you." He thrusted his hips forward, his cock gliding over her already wet slit, his eyebrows raising a bit surprised to find her already ready for him.
"And apparently I'm not the only one."
"Shut up and fuck me." She crashed her lips on his, as she felt his cock twitch between her parted legs. His hand went between their pressed bodies and lined himself up.
"If the lady insists." With that said, he pushed his hips fully inside her, both moaning at the act. Her hands were resting on his shoulder blade as he moved above her at fast pace, her fingers digging into his flesh. Without notice, she pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, hands on each side of his head.
She raised her hips as she started to ride him, her breasts bouncing and hovering over his mouth. Too tempted to stay still, he latched his mouth to one of her nipples, nibbling the rosy nub while his hand massaged the other.
He raised his hips to match her thrusts and it was only a matter of time before they both unraveled.
Emma felt sore in all the right places and was completely spent. With last night activities and this morning, she really felt tired and sated.
"Well, I've got to say you really helped me relieve that tension."
Killian chuckled at her comment as they both turned to their side, hands softly caressing each other. "That's good. I'm going to need to thank Regina and Robin for that."
Her eyebrows knitted together, confused with as to how the other two fit in.
"For him coming over your appartment, which for the last couple of months has you coming to crash at my place." A lopsided grin adorned his handsome face, one that she had a hard time resisting.
"Yeah, about that. Do you want to help me exactrevenge on Regina for making me leave the appartment everytime her boyfriend came over?"
"Well, I don't know. If anything I should thank the lass. It got you here." She rolled her eyes at his comment.
"Whatever. I think you might like what I have in mind."
"Oh, now you've got me intrigued. Care to share that plan of yours?" He drawled out as he brought her closer to him.
"What do you say we have lots of loud sex in my bedroom tonight?"
A playful glint passed through his eyes, as his hand went to squeeze her backside, making her yelp in surprise, followed by a laugh.
"I'll be more than happy to help you on that mission Swan." He pressed his lips on hers to seal the deal, as she felt him hard on her hips.
"Easy there, Tiger. It's not that I don't want to, but I think I may need some time to recover and eat something to refill my energy."
Killian hummed his understanding and they finally both decided to get up and have some breakfast, at one in the afternoon.
Later that night, Killian went to visit Emma at her place while Regina was trying to spend a quiet night at home, which was quickly ruined by her roommate's very loud activities.
It didn't take long for her to call her boyfriend and ask him if she could crash it his place.
