Anonymous asked you: Au where Killian and Emma have office cubicles next to each other(and secretly have crushes on the other) and get locked in one night working late(fluffy fluff fluff please) CS AU WEEK DAY 3

"Swan, I was wondering if you looked at that manuscript I sent you last week yet?" the Irish voice asked through the phone. Emma just rolled her eyes at the antics of her co-worker. Placing the phone on the desk so it wouldn't hang up, Emma rose and walked over to the wall on the right.

Banging on it hard, Emma shouted, "You really couldn't just come over and ask, Jones?" before turning around and sitting down at her desk as she picked up the phone to hear laughter on the other end. "I started it. You do realize I have my own manuscripts and authors to edit right now. It's the busiest season right now. Why did you send it to me in the first place?"

"Because Regina asked me to. She wants both of us to edit and publish it. It's a novel by multiple authors, one under your jurisdiction and the other, under mine. I'm surprised you haven't heard about it yet." Killian responded pulling up the email he had received from their boss and owner of their company, Regina mills, last week.

"I've been staying off unneeded technology and there's always a possibility Regina didn't tell me. I've had a really important project that was in its final stages I've been concentrating on. I didn't realize it was a collaboration project. I'll get to it soon. Promise." Emma spoke, her concentration

"Thanks Swan. I'm heading to lunch with a few others, want to join us?"

"No. I've got plenty to do and I packed a lunch." Emma said before hanging up, feeling a small twinge of disappointment in her gut that disappeared quickly as Emma looked at the stack of papers on her desk that needed editing and reviewing by tomorrow afternoon.

After finally putting her red pen down for the final time, Emma stood to stretch. After stretching her abused hands and neck from hours sitting at a desk, Emma turned her phone and computer back on so she could take a look at some e-mails before heading home for the evening. But something caught her eye, it was the time. 8:45 pm. That can't be right. She had only been working for a few hours. But as Emma looked to her phone, she saw that as the messages came in, the time coalesced with the one on her computer.

Deciding she had clearly been here longer than needed and to leave early the next day, Emma put the manuscripts she was going to look at next; including the one Killian had given her, away into her bag and headed toward the door. After locking her own office door, Emma worked her way past desks and other offices and down the stairs only to see that she was not alone at the front entrance of the building.

"Ah, Swan. Should have known you were still here? Bad news, the door is locked, And to make matters worse, there isn't a cleaning scheduled for the night so we're here 'til morning." Killian said, smirking, clearly not as disappointed with the development as Emma is.

"Locked? Did you try calling someone?" Emma asked, walking up to the door and jiggling it anyway.

"Of course I called someone, Emma. I called her majesty herself, Regina Mills. She's the one who told me that under no uncertain terms were we to break anything in attempt of leaving and that we are to wait until 7 am tomorrow morning when she and a few other employees arrive for work."

After cursing under her breath, Emma looked toward the tall, raven haired man. "Well now what?"

"Haven't a clue, Swan. Seeing as I have not eaten," a stomach rumble from Emma interrupted him, "and it seems you haven't either. I was going to suggest perusing the provisions in the refrigerator in the editor's break room. Perhaps Regina or Graham left something tasty in there."

Emma shrugged, "Yeah alright. Lead the way."

The duo made their way back to their floor, dropping their bags off in their own respective offices and then reconvened at the break room the executives, editors, and publishers shared. Upon opening the fridge, Emma was surprised to see just how much food was there. Not many people used the fridge in this break room as most of the editors would go out to eat or pack a lunch to eat at the desk so as to keep working while eating.

"Quite the haul we have here, eh Swan? Killian commented as they looked.

"Looks like a regular smorgasbord, generously provided by Regina, Graham and Ruby. Do you want the brownies, the BLT with avocado, the barbecue ribs, or the soup?" Emma asked, looking at the different options.

"Well what would you like, love?"

"I was gonna go for the BLT, but what do you want?"

"The ribs will work nicely, lass. Thank you." Killian said as they grab their meals and some plates to heat them up.

"So Swan, have you looked at it yet?"Killian teased as they sat to eat.

"Jones it's been like 6 hours since you've last asked. Will you give me some more time than that?"

"Nah. Thought I'd just push you to read it as soon as possible. You know me, Good form and all."

"Ah yes, Killian Jones the Good Form editor. I have looked at a few bits. Once Upon a Story by David Nolan and Mary-Margaret Blanchard. Why am I not surprised it's them? The real life fairy tale couple." Emma said smiling. "After reading the authors, I was even more surprised that David didn't tell his foster sister. Or that Mary Margaret was able to keep it a secret." She spoke of the couple that she'd known for some time, having lived with David's family from her freshman year of high school until she turned of age their senior year. When she had first gotten on at Author of the Moment Publishing Co., David's short stories about twin brothers separated at birth were what helped ascend her to the top.

"Aye it is a surprise. I will admit I had expected to hear from you earlier regarding our project."

"Well, maybe next time I won't have 4 other stories already under my belt to get finished."

Killian nodded, understanding her reasoning perfectly. The fall was always their busiest time of the year, all the authors wanting to get their books published by the winter holidays. He himself had a few of his own projects that had been pushing him to work quicker. The nice thing about David & Mary Margaret was they didn't have a deadline for their new project, willing to wait and work with Killian and Emma's schedules.

"Okay, I'm not going to spend all night talking about work. Let's do something crazy."

"Like what, Swan? Snoop through our associates offices?"

"Yeah sure, why not. We don't have anything else to do Killian."

"Oh I have a few ideas, love." Killian smirked, raising an eyebrow only to receive a napkin to the face.

"Hardy har har. Now let's go investigate some offices." Emma said dryly, though blushing slightly when he turned away to throw the trash away.

Emma and Killian then closed the break room and began testing the different offices that were nearby. The first one to open up was none other than one of the publicists Emma usually relied on, Ruby. Inside they found a multitude of pictures of wolves and a clear fascination with different archery weapons, including the history of them. especially the archery as her grandmother had been a skilled archer in back in her day.

The next office they found was Tink's, a senior team member with an unfortunate nickname who just helped around where she could. Killian didn't find much in there, only a lot of green and pictures of the various kids she has met over her years of volunteering at social events with homeless and foster kids. Emma saw the pictures and had talked with Tink many times, wishing she had known someone like Tink when she was in the system.

The very last office, Emma and Killian dared to try was that of the CEO and their boss, Regina. After having a multitude of Rock, Paper, Scissors matches to decide who would test the lock, it ended up being put on to Killian to see if the door would open. When it did, Killian swung it out and then did a bow, gesturing for Emma to enter.

"Ladies first, Swan," He said, smirking as he bowed and swung an arm out.

Rolling her eyes, Emma entered the room and looked around the office.

"It's kind of bland. I'm surprised the head of the company doesn't have more lavish decorations or anything personal in here. The only thing I see that makes it obvious its Regina's is her nameplate and the picture of her son, Henry." Emma commented as she entered.

"Well, love. Not all of us can have the whimsy and carefree side to decorate, like you my dear." Killian whispered into her ear as he passed by her side, causing shivers to go up her spine.

Killian had only one thing on his mind and one thing only, to sit in Regina's chair. Making a bee line for her desk, Killian did exactly that. Seeing that Regina had spared no expense when it comes to sitting furniture, having bought one of those almost stereo typical boss leather rolling chairs, Killian sat and spun it around before deciding to have a little fun.

Placing his palms together, Killian spun the chair in a slow circle before meeting Emma's eyes. "Surely you must be wondering why I've called you in here today, Miss Swan. "He spoke in a haughty, authoritative voice.

Emma smirked, catching on quickly. "Yes Mr. Jones. How can I be of assistance?" She asked walking up towards him, to where only Regina's desk was between them.

"Come closer Miss Swan so I won't be forced to yell and alert the office staff to your misdemeanors." Killian's accent slowly folding over the words, making them seem much more seductive than normal.

Emma nodded before circling around the desk and then leaning on it, "Is this close enough, sir?"

"Aye Miss Swan, that'll do just nicely."

Without either of them realizing, they had begun leaning closer to the other as the duo was locked in a heated staring contest. Killian was the first to break, his eyes flitting down to Emma's lips which he realized were much closer than he first thought. Flicking his eyes to meet her emerald green ones once more, Killian decided to take a leap of faith and spoke.

"I'd very much like to kiss you, Emma." He whispered, laying his heart out for Emma to either refuse or accept.

"There's a hundred reasons why we shouldn't." she responded in a breathless tone, but not moving her head away in the slightest.

"But there's one as to why we should." Killian responded, slightly hopeful.

"Jones," Emma whispered.

"Emma?"

"I'd very much like to kiss you too."

Killian didn't wait another second before meeting her lips with his in a soft, chaste kiss. Her lips were warm against his and even softer than he imagined. When Emma began moving her lips against his, Killian quickly stood and stepped closer without breaking the kiss. When Emma wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss, Killian responded in kind with his own arms wrapping round her waist and pulling her closer. When breath finally became necessary, the couple didn't retreat far from the other, pressing their foreheads together.

"Want to do something crazy?" Killian asked, slightly breathless from the kiss.

"Wasn't that crazy enough for you?" Emma asked, smiling.

"I was thinking of taking it one step farther. Ever made out on a boss's chair before?"

"Killian, we can't"

"Why not, Emma? She won't know. We'll kiss a bit and then sleep in our offices so she won't suspect a thing when morning comes." Killian suggested, one of his hands rubbing small circles on her lower back.

Emma could think of nothing else and so just pressed her lips back against Killian's while softly pushing on his chest to propel him towards the chair. Killian quickly tightened his grip on her hips as they moved as one onto Regina's chair for an impromptu make out session.

After a few minutes, Emma pulled back only to lay her head on Killian's shoulder as a yawn broke the silence around them.

"Come love, we should probably leave before we fall asleep." Killian whispered into her ear.

Emma nodded and slowly made her way to stand up and leave but Killian had other plans. Before she could get up, Killian wrapped his arms around her and just lifted her up in his arms and walked out of Regina's office.

"Killian! Put me down, I can walk just fine on my own."

"I know, love. But how often does a dashing person as myself get the chance to carry a beautiful maiden."

Emma just blushed at that comment as he strode his way to her office door, setting Emma on her feet with a soft kiss to the cheek.

Watching as he turned to go and close Regina's door, Emma couldn't stop herself from calling out.

"Killian, when we get out of here tomorrow, would you maybe want to get a cup of coffee or something?"

"That sounds delightful, Swan. And don't think I'm done with you just yet tonight." He replied, a broad smile on his face betraying the innuendo laced reply.

Emma blushed anyway as she watched him walk away before turning to open her office door and digging out the blanket she had stuffed in here for when the Air conditioning decided to work a little too well in this weather.

Upon his return, Killian offered up his own hidden blanket from his office to use as a cover. Curling up together, Emma wrapped her arms around his waist as his did the same as they got as comfortable as possible on the floor of her office.

"Killian?" Emma whispered, after a few minutes of silence.

"Aye love?"

"I'm really glad I worked late and got locked in."

"As am I love, as am I."

"Just wait until David and Mary Margaret hear about this."

"Aye, it'll be quite a story. Though I fear, your foster brother is quite overprotective of you, swan."

"Don't worry, we'll just hold the manuscript above his head and he'll calm right down. It has worked before." Emma said before placing a soft kiss on his lips and settling in for the few hours of the night they had left.