A/N: Thanks everyone for your continued support and reading. Big shout out to Clare again for beta reading! I hope you all enjoy the next installment. Enjoy the smut that accompanies this chapter. Please let me know what you think! I'll also be posting Ch 15 in two days since we don't have an episode this week.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters

Chapter Fourteen

KILLIAN'S POV

Waking up in with Emma in his arms was the best feeling in the world. Well, second best feeling. The time spent with her the previous night was the best feeling. He couldn't believe how amazing his Swan could be. She was brilliant, amazing, smart, and sexy, she was everything. He had been worried as he entered the room the night before. She had been acting weird all day since their initial conversation upon arriving at the cabin. He never would have thought it was simply because she was worried about her own actions around him.

He was determined to live in the here and now with her - putting all their past actions and regrets behind them. He wanted a fresh start, a chance to show her that she was truly the most important person in his life. When they arrived back in their room and she held him, he realized that it was also what Emma wanted.

He was surprised by her question though - what were they? He thought he had covered that the night in his office. He belonged to her; she claimed his heart and soul. There would never be anyone else for him. No one compared to her, and no one ever would. He thought he was clear in his declaration. Of course they were dating - he had considered her his girlfriend for the longest time: even when they weren't together, even when he was away. She was his soul mate, the missing piece of him. How could she doubt that? How could she not know what she meant to him?

Killian Jones was in love with Emma Swan. He hadn't spoken those words yet. He was too scared to admit those feelings. She was still skittish around him still worried he may leave. He didn't want to confess his love until they were both confident in their relationship. Then it dawned on him - she wasn't confident because she wasn't sure where they stood, because he hadn't been straightforward in his feelings. Saying she was everything to him wasn't the same as looking her in the eyes and saying Emma, you are my girlfriend. He chuckled silently, not wanting to disturb the sleeping beauty in his arms.

He truly was a luck son of a bitch. He had spent the night making love to Emma Swan. She completely bewitched him. He was under her spell. When she had lunged at him after his speech - he was completely at her mercy. He knew he would do anything to please her, do anything for her. Her kisses were soul consuming. He needed her; in the same way she needed him. He didn't want to push her though. Their relationship was in her hands - would always be in her hands. Yes, he would fight for what he wanted, but he didn't want to rush her.

His cock stirred just thinking about her removing her shirt the night before. She was a sight to behold: her lips on his; her hands roaming his body - scratching and marking him; her moans and cries; her sweet taste; her smells; the tightness of her quim; the feeling of her tightening around him - milking him as he thrust into her; her mouth around him; her begs for him to please her, to take her. Everything she did was irresistible. Her body was captivating and called to him.

He hadn't brought condoms with him this weekend, because he didn't expect anything from her. He was content with moving slow - willing to show her that his presence was going to become normality. He didn't want to assume anything about their weekend. In fact, he had planned on sleeping on the second bed from the start. He had even asked David about it before they left - promising her brother to be a complete gentleman and respecting Emma's space. When she said that it was OK, that she needed him either way and she trusted him it was like the heavens opened up.

He stared down at the blonde beauty in his arms. She was facing the window a small part in her lips her face was blissful. A small smile blessed her face. She was truly beautiful. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to be able to call her his. She was in his arms, and he couldn't help thinking that this was where they both belonged. It really was the best way to wake up in the morning - yet he was already dreading the coming Tuesday morning - having to wake up in a bed by himself, without her next to him. They hadn't really slept in each other's arms during the night, yet they found themselves drawn to each other - needing at least one part of their bodies touching: whether it was her feet curled under his legs, his hands caressing her hair, her arm tangled in his.

She snuggled closer to him as the sun began to peak though the window. He hadn't expected to be up so early, yet he couldn't stop himself from watching her sleep. She turned into his embrace, soft kisses being placed through his chest hair. The sensation was both sweet and seductive.

"Good morning love" he whispered, as he moved his hands to lift her chin. He gave her a searing kiss.

"Good morning." she responded sweetly kissing him back. The passion from the previous night spilling into her kiss.

He rolled them over, so that she was on top of him. He couldn't lie; it was by far one of the best views on Earth. They were both already naked - not having the strength, will, or want to put their clothes back on from the night's activities. They needn't worry about anyone coming in or interrupting them anyways. He made sure he locked the door last night.

He could feel the heat radiating off her body. He was already hard for her - his erection a bit painful from wanting her. She was soaked already. She was grinding along his body, riling herself up. His hands explored her body. He ran them down her smooth back, feeling every little indent, every muscle. He cupped her tight ass, giving it a slight slap as he did. She moaned in response - a small quiet moan, but it sent desire pulsing though him. His cock twitched against her.

"Killian, please." she begged him. He had planned on taking it slow again, savoring her, exploring every inch of her body. Making her squirm with pleasure over and over again. He didn't get enough of her last night, so he was going to get his fill this morning. However, when she begged him in her husky voice, he couldn't resist her.

"What do you need darling? What do you want?" he breathed. He had abandoned kissing her lips for favor of the swell of her breasts. Her head was thrown back in a fit of passion when he moved his lips to grab a nipple with his teeth.

"You Killian, I just need you." She gasped as he flicked her nipple and she circled herself on his cock.

He was beginning to lose control. He laid back down so that he could take all of her in. He needed to be inside of her, just as much as she needed him there. She was exquisite; her body was a drug to him. He couldn't get enough. Her moans were all he would ever need to hear. Her body was all he would ever need to survive.

"Take what you need then love. I am yours." he growled

She reached beneath and grabbed his cock. The feeling of her softs hands on him made him curse out: "Fuck Emma, take me."

She slowly moved him to her entrance and lowered herself onto him. He had been over her the previous night, and it was magical, but this didn't compare. To see his love lower herself onto his cock, to feel her expand to fit him in, to watch him disappear within her: it was more, so much more. She stilled on top of him, allowing herself to mold to his presence. She felt marvelous.

Placing her hands on his chest, moving her fingers through his hair, she began to ride. Her movements were slow at first, and small.

Soon intensity took over them both. His hips moved to meet each of her movements. She began to move quickly, rising off of him even more, just to quickly slam down. She swirled her hips with each passing motion. She was driving him insane. He moved one hand from her hips, which had been helping her movements, to her clit. He slowly began to circle her nub; putting pressure on it each time she lowered herself back onto his cock. Her moans filled the room; coupled with his groans of passion. Her skin the perfect shade of pink and her lips still swollen from his kissing.

"Oh Gods… so… close… don't… stop…. fuck Killian." she cried out between cries of pleasure. She was moving even faster now, harder.

"That's it love, come for me." he breathed, sitting up on his elbows, moving his mouth back to her breasts. His hand was still playing with her clit. With one long slide against it, he felt her fall apart beneath him. Her walls clenching him, pulling him towards his own release. He cried out her name and he spilled himself inside her. When he was done, he pulled her back down, so that she rested on his chest.

"That was the best way to wake up." she said, placing another kiss to his chest.

"Aye love, there is no other way I would rather wake up." he smiled down at her.

EMMA'S POV

Waking up in Killian's arms is the best way to wake up. The morning sex was good too. She smiled to herself as she showered, thinking more than once that she wished he could join her. However, they heard movement in the kitchen a few minutes after they finished ravishing each other earlier, and decided it was best if they were discreet for the rest of the weekend. Ruby was a known cock-block but was also know to embarrass anyone else who had sex beside herself at the cabin. Emma thought back a year to when Regina and Robin snuck off during a day on the lake, and Ruby went to find them. They hadn't locked the door and Ruby discovered them in the throws of passion - they didn't live it down for weeks. Emma wasn't ashamed of what they were doing, but she didn't want the drama that came along with everyone knowing about it.

She finally felt at peace with her relationship with Killian. She knew it was too soon to tell him she loved him - even though she was sure he felt the same. She didn't want to jinx it by telling him though. She also thought it was too clichéd to say it so quickly after sex. Soon though, she promised herself. No more running from love, no more hiding from the truth, she was going to live in the here and now. She was going to seize the day - and if that meant seizing Killian every chance she got, she sure as hell didn't mind that.

Mary Margaret and Ruby were in the kitchen when Emma appeared from the bathroom that was attached to their room. Killian had decided to brave the crowd first and went to shower in the other bathroom down the hall. He was sitting on the couch with Robin and David when she came out. His hair was still damp from his shower and she swore she could smell his scent from where she was standing. She had to shake herself from the dirty thoughts that were starting to invade her head. I will not think of him naked, I will not think of running my hands through his hair, I will not think about him fucking me in the shower. Her mantra wasn't working because it was all she could seem to think about.

"Morning Emma! Sleep well?" Mary Margaret questioned with a hint of laughter in her eyes. They knew alright, she could tell by the way Ruby chuckled and David shook his head. Crap, she was in for it now. She knew the morning was going to be filled with questions. No wonder David was sitting a bit farther away from Killian than normal.

"I did actually. You?" Emma responded, hoping to sound in control.

"Just fine." she answered.

"Want some coffee?" Ruby asked, already pouring Emma a cup, since she knew the answer was always yes. "We are just waiting on Regina and Belle, then we are heading into town for brunch." she explained.

"Sounds good." Emma sighed on the inside; she really wasn't looking forward to this. She loved her friends, but she wanted to stay in her little bubble with Killian a bit longer. She wasn't looking forward to the inquisition she was about to go through.

Killian came walking over after Ruby handed her the coffee and stated that she was going to find out what was taking Graham so long. He put his arm around her waist and planted a kiss on the top of her head. She relaxed into his arms. This was where she wanted to be. He calmed her. She knew that in his arms everything would be all right.

"Morning again love." he whispered in her ear, "Have a good shower?"

"Yes, but I missed you." she said quietly. Mary Margaret had moved to sit with David. The living room was getting full now that Belle and Will and made their way down.

"Aye Swan, I missed you too. We will have to rectify that problem later." he winked at her as she turned in his arms to give him a kiss, not minding that everyone was watching. When she was in his arms, everyone else faded away.

"They know don't they." she questioned.

"Aye, but I don't care. All I care about is that you are OK with everything, that we are OK. You are all that matters love." he responded. She smiled at his statement. He was right. Screw her friends. She knew they wouldn't judge her that they just wanted her happy; but she could do without the stares and looks.

"Alright, let's get this show on the road." Regina said, walking down the stairs that led to the other floors.

"We are just waiting on Ruby now." Mary Margaret stated, rolling her eyes a bit. "She went to go find Graham, so I sure it means we still have a few minutes."

They all laughed. It lightened Emma's mood. She didn't know what she was so worried about. They were all so honest with each other, and no one ever judged, so why was she so worried about them knowing her and Killian slept together. Other than David, none of them would have an issue.

Looking back on her previous statement, Emma knew she was wrong, so so wrong. She knew what she was worried about. She was never one to really give away any information. She was a private person - never really discussing the inner workings of her relationships (if you could call them that) with her friends. She did better by herself. So when they all finally loaded up into the SUV Emma had driven down and backed out of the driveway, and Ruby opened her mouth, she knew what she was worried about.

"Oh My God Emma. Tell us all about it? Was the sex really that good?" she questioned, not even trying to contain her excitement. Emma knew her friends would be happy for her; she just didn't want to air all of her dirty laundry with them.

"Ruby!" Belle scolded.

"What? We all heard I just want to know the dirty details." Ruby announced. They heard? Oh shit, they heard?

"Oh Emma, don't worry." came Mary Margaret's voice from the backseat. "When Ruby means we, she means us girls. It was this morning. I always wake up early when I'm here, you know that and I wanted to watch the sunrise. Ruby was making coffee and Belle was reading a book. That's all. No one else heard a thing."

Emma relaxed a bit. She didn't really care that they heard her, but knowing that her brother may have heard embarrassed her a bit.

"So tell us, was it everything you thought it would be?" Regina questioned. It actually surprised her to hear Regina ask. Regina was never really one to push for information.

"So much more." Was all Emma could say. She didn't want to tell them all the horny details, yet she had to admit to them that her passionate night with Killian surpassed any and all expectations she had of sex with him. She hadn't planned on fucking him this weekend. Yes, she had thought of it, but she thought she would have more self-control. They were still new in their relationship, still getting to know each other again; she didn't want to rush into things. She didn't want to ruin anything. She had thought they may get intimate, but she never thought they would go all the way.

"Spill! We know there is more, I can tell by the dreamy look you are getting." Ruby said.

"It was amazing. I was so nervous about this weekend. Just because I don't want to do anything to fuck this relationship up. Henry said it's the first time he has ever really seen me truly happy, and he's right. I am truly happy with Killian. I just don't want to take things too quickly, but then last night he said things, wonderful and sweet things, and I couldn't help myself. He was so sweet and caring. It was intense and as cliché as it sounds, it was out of this world" she confessed.

"I didn't know you could be so loquacious Emma" Belle said from her seat next to Regina.

"I didn't either, but Killian brings that out in me."

"It's good to see you this happy Ems, we only want the best for you. And we promise not to tease you for it either." Ruby promised.

"That's bullshit Ruby! You didn't let me live it down for weeks" cried Regina.

"Well that's because my eyes were blinded from what I saw with you and Robin. This is different." she claimed.

Ruby was right. What Emma was doing with Killian was different than anything else she had done before. He was different.

Brunch was going well. It wasn't like their traditional brunch routine, and the servers were too slow getting their orders, but they were having a good time. All of them were much more relaxed than earlier in the morning. It helped that Emma was the DD and the rest of the girls were on their fifth mimosa.

"Emma, we are really so happy for you." Belle said smiling at her champagne glass.

"Thanks guys. I just hope that I didn't jinx anything." she said.

"What do you mean?" questioned Mary Margaret.

"I just don't want to run him off. I don't want him to leave; I don't think I could handle it if he left again. He said he is here for good and I believe him, but I am scared of when the other shoe may drop. The last time I was this happy was the day of graduation and look what happened. Then I thought I was getting there when I was pregnant with Henry, and Neal dies. What is something happens?" she admitted.

"That won't happen Emma, but truthfully, even if it did, you will be OK. You just have to live for the moment. Just because something may happen down the road, doesn't mean you shouldn't live your life." Mary Margaret answered.

Emma couldn't respond. She knew it was stupid for her to keep being scared of him leaving. She knew it was out of her control. Yet, she couldn't stop thinking about it. She was so afraid that their happiness could be ruined at any second. She was trying so hard to live in the moment, to live for Killian, but she was scared it was all going to be ripped away.

"Why are you so scared Emma?" Regina questioned.

"Because I love him." she responded. It was the first time she said it aloud. It felt good to actually say it, but scared her at the same time.

"Of course you do Emma, we all know that. This morning only cemented that idea in our minds." Ruby winked at her.

"Ems, you can't let this fear control your life. You have to live for love. Stop being scared that something might happen. If you don't, you won't really be happy, you won't really be living. You both deserve this so just let it happen. Let go." Mary Margaret added.

KILLIAN'S POV

He hated showering that morning. He wanted to smell like his Swan for the rest of the day. Yet, he here was, washing her away. He wished she was with him; it made him hard just thinking about her showering right down the hall. He imagined her soaping up her body with her apple scented body wash. He could imagine her running her hands over her body, which only made it hard for him not to imagine it was he who was doing it. He could almost smell her shampoo, which was also apple scented, but had mixes of cinnamon in it. She called to him even when she was in another room.

He couldn't believe that he needed her again, and so quickly. It had only been an hour or so since they decided they needed to leave the confines of their bedroom. He knew he couldn't walk out of the room with a hard-on, especially since Ruby and Mary Margaret were sitting in the kitchen when he went in. He took himself in his hand and brought himself to climax - thoughts of him and Emma in the shower together, him pushing her against the wall and fucking her while she wrapped her long legs around him.

She looked nervous when she emerged from their room, gorgeous, yet nervous. Shit, is she upset about what we did? Does she regret it? Fuck, what have I done? He thought to himself. How could he screw this up? He should have waited. They should have waited. He should have told her that they didn't need to go further.

Finally Ruby moved away from her and Mary Margaret moved over to the couch, so he took the opportunity to move to her. He wrapped his arms around her center, glad that she was in his arms again. Life felt complete when she was there. Normally, he wouldn't have shown this much affection in front of their friends, but fuck it, he couldn't keep his hands off of her. Their bodies called to each other now. He needed to be around her.

"Morning again love." he whispered in her ear, "had a good shower?" She smelled heavenly, just like he imagined. He tried hard to control his body when the scent invaded his nose. He couldn't afford to get hard in the kitchen with their friends watching.

"Yes, but I missed you." she said quietly. He smiled at her response. She missed him! Gods, did she know how she called to him, how much he needed her? Did she not realize that he never wanted to leave her side? Did she also wish that he had joined her in the shower?

"Aye Swan, I missed you too. We will have to rectify that problem later." Oh yes, they would certainly fix the issue later. He thanked the Gods that their room had its own bathroom - which they would be surely sharing later on that evening. He was already planning it.

"They know don't they." she questioned, looking a bit concerned. It didn't surprise him though. Emma was always a silent one. She never really announced her adventures or problems. She preferred the private life. He knew she was worried about all the girls discussing their passionate activities they had. He could tell they knew when he sat down next to David that morning, who eyed him suspiciously. He knew David wasn't truly upset with him, just protective of his sister.

"Aye, but I don't care. All I care about is that you are OK with everything, that we are OK. You are all that matters love." he responded. It was nothing but the truth. While yes, he wanted his friends to be happy for them; he also decided that their opinions didn't matter. The only person that did was her.

While the women brunched, the men decided they would spend the morning fishing. Killian was quite thankful that they had chosen to fish. It meant peace and quiet. He knew he wouldn't be getting the same line of questions from his mates that Emma would be receiving from the girls. He was quite thankful that he wouldn't have to listen to any questioning about his amazing night with Emma. He especially didn't think that he could tell David exactly what happened.

"So mate, after last night, where does it leave you an Emma?" Will finally spoke an hour after casting their lines. They hadn't caught anything yet, but they sat still around the lake. He heard David grumble near him.

"Oi, I don't want to talk about it mate. What happened between Emma and me is personal and I don't wish to discuss it. But at least I can say that we are officially together. I have never been happier than I am right now." He said in reply.

"Do you mean it?" he heard David whisper.

Killian turned towards the man who once was his best friend. He saw in the real question in his eyes. David was worried for his sister. Worried that she may fall for a man who may leave, even though he promised to stay.

"Aye, nothing but the Gods will ever take me from Emma. She is my home."

He couldn't wait for his Swan to be home. The girls had finished brunch – they were informed by a text to Will from Belle saying they were now headed to the nearby outlet mall to do some shopping. He had been away from her for far too long. When the ladies left around ten to eat, he had hoped they would be back by noon. Yet, noon soon came and went and it looked like the ladies wouldn't be back until dinner.

When the girls finally arrived home around five, he was thankful to see her. She had walked in carrying quite a few bags and looked so happy to be with her friends. Her worries from earlier had dissolved from her face.

Each woman separated off from the group as they found their partners in the living room. Ruby immediately went and sat on Graham's lap as he relaxed on the recliner, showing him the large Victoria Secret bag she was carrying with her. Belle headed towards Will who was sitting next to the fireplace, the only bag she was carrying was from Barnes and Noble. Killian was chuckling to himself at how predictable his friends were even after all these years.

Mary Margaret and David sat together on the couch – gushing over something hidden inside a plain white bag. Regina and Robin were seated on the love seat looking at the new outfits she had purchased.

Killian though wasn't paying that much attention to the conversations happening around him; he only had eyes for Emma. She sauntered over to his seat in the kitchen. He had been preparing a snack when she came in. She moved effortlessly into his arms, while he planted a kiss to her forehead. That move was slowly becoming one of his favorite things to do.

"Have a good day love?" he smiled down at her as she nodded.

"It was pretty good, I missed you though." She said as she sat down next to him, stealing some of his chips as she did. She winked at him as she popped one into her mouth.

"Aye. I've missed you too." He smiled.

The rest of the evening was spent with his Swan and his friends. They decided to do Emma and David mom's famous lasagna and watched some of their favorite movies from high school. It felt good to just be able to relax with his friends. Most importantly it gave him plenty of opportunity to wrap his love in his arms.

EMMA'S POV

Emma's fantasy of the morning was finally becoming a reality. She had spent most of the morning in a haze – constantly thinking about Killian, naked, on top of her, claiming her. It was around one in the morning by the time they finally moved from their spot in the living room. Mary Margaret and David had gone to bed a couple hours prior, followed closely by Regina and Robin. She knew something was up with Mary Margaret but she couldn't place her finger on it. Will and Belle said their goodnights a few moments before Ruby couldn't control her urges for Graham. Emma silently thanked the Gods, because it was getting pretty hard for her to control herself too.

While lounging on the couch in Killian's arms, Emma had a hard time keeping her hands from wondering. She had had him twice, and it wasn't enough. She still had more body to explore – still needed more of him. They had been lying sideways along the couch, so they both could still watch the movie at their angle. She could feel him growing hard behind her, and the feeling was stimulating. She writhed against him. Teasing him, taunting him.

Now that they were finally alone, she needed to have him.

"Shower with me." He said, coming up behind her while she was taking off her makeup at the dresser. He leaned down and kissed her neck – sucking the skin and making her moan.

"Yes" she replied. He twirled her around in his arms and picked her up. Her legs immediately wrapped around his waist, pulling their bodies closer together. He walked them into the bathroom, stripping off their clothes as they went.

Once in the bathroom, he walked them straight into the shower and turned on the water. Emma let out a yelp as the cold water met her almost naked form, but all too soon the water became warm and welcoming. She was eager to get closer to him. She climbed back down him, needing to get her pants off. He had stripped them of their shirts and her bra, yet their pants were still captured.

As they both started to remove the rest of their clothing, their lips stayed in constant contact with one another. Emma kissed all over his chest, nuzzling his chest hair and playfully biting his nipples. His lips stayed on her head, moaning at each and every touch of her on his skin. Finally their clothes were completely removed and they lunged at each other.

Lips crashed in a feverish fight. She needed him to breathe. She couldn't get enough from him. He tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth as his hands roamed her body. While one hand found her clit, the other reached around to grab her perfect ass. Her hands were leaving scratches down his back.

His fingers worked her into a frenzy. He inserted two fingers into her tight core, his thumb making light circles on her clit. He could feel her tightening walls with each trust and curl of his fingers. She whimpered beneath his kisses. She was in heaven. His ministrations were driving her wild.

"Oh Gods… yes…. Please…. Don't stop." She moaned.

"Let go baby, let me feel you." He whispered on her lips, adding a third finger to the mix.

Emma came with a hard shudder. She didn't think she could hold herself up if it wasn't for his strong arms wrapping around her as her orgasm rippled through her.

"Take me Killian." She pleaded as she was coming down from her high. The water still spraying down on their bodies.

He lifted her like she weighed nothing. One arm supported her under her ass; the other palmed the wall that he was now pushing her against. He slid into her with ease, filling her in the way she was needing. She heard him curse out a "shit" as he was sliding into her. He fit perfectly inside her. His thrusts quickened, moving perfectly inside of her.

Her lips found his neck and ear – kissing and biting them with each trust. She begged him to take her faster and deeper. She couldn't get enough of him. She was getting close again, the feeling building up in her belly, radiating outward at an exponential rate.

"Emma" he growled out, forcing her to release his ear and look at him. "Please love, I want to watch you as you come. You are breath taking when you come. You sweet quim squeezing me in its need for me."

"Please Killian, fuck me faster, I need you." She begged and he was all too happy to oblige. His tempo quickened. She was thankful for the water running down her back, allowing them a bit more movement that would normally have been possible.

All too soon, she was falling again. She could feel herself tighten around him. His cock pulsing within her. She cried out his name was her high reached its peak. "Fuck Killian, Yes!"

He soon followed, crying out her name as he emptied himself inside of her. They leaned against each other, but still propped against the wall of the shower. The water was starting to cool down, calming their bodies from their intense scene. Both were out of breath, yet Emma found some strength to keep kissing him.

He pulled himself back from her, pulling out of her slowly, making her shiver as he did. He grabbed two large towels from the rack near the shower. He wrapped her in the towel, than in his embrace. She was content to stay there forever. It didn't matter that the room was suddenly colder than before, she was happy as long as she was in his arms.

"Come love, let's go to bed." He suggested, pulling her out to their room. She had placed all her bags from shopping there when they first came in. She began to move them to the floor as Killian acquired them underwear. Normally Emma slept in a t-shirt and shorts, yet when she was with Killian, she didn't want the layers between them, opting for just a pair of panties. She wasn't worried about anyone walking in or finding her like this here, so she allowed herself to be free.

"Will you show me what you purchased today love?" he questioned.

"No, it's a surprise. Maybe you will get to see tomorrow." She said with a twinkle in her eye. She had followed Ruby's lead earlier in the day and spent a bit more money at Victoria's Secret than any sane woman should have, but she never had a use for fancy lingerie before this weekend, and after seeing Killian's eyes darken with desire after their first encounter, she knew she wanted to make him insane again.

She climbed into bed and situated herself so that she could watch the moon on the water. Killian climbed in behind her and pulled her close. They hadn't really washed themselves in the shower, so his traditional scent wasn't there, yet he smelled wonderful. She turned in his arms to plant a kiss to his lips. "Goodnight" she added.

"Goodnight love." He said, pressing a kiss to her forehead. She turned back around and settled in, falling to sleep rather quickly. Just as she started to fall she thought she heard him whisper, "I love you." But she wasn't sure if it was him or just a dream.