A/N: A series of connected one-shots following the polyamorous relationship of Emma, Killian, and Hook. Each piece can be read standalone and is non-linear, but together will reveal some backstory and how these three came to be. Tags/warnings that are specific to each piece will be posted at their heading (if there are any), but it is safe to assume all of them will contain both M/F/M and M/M. If this is not your thing, carry on.
The curtains played lazily at the window as the afternoon breeze swept through, carrying with it the scent of spring blossoms and the sea as it wound through the room, cooling heated flesh and melding with the soft gasps that fell from Emma's lips as she slid her body along Hook's, limbs entwined and fingers kneading damp flesh as they tasted one another.
Desire throbbed in the center of her as he curled his tongue around hers, their breath traded between gentle nips and hungry kisses, lips swollen and red as they writhed on the sheets, reveling in that intimate heat that only comes from being pressed against another person.
From the opposite side of the room came a long, drawn out moan, Emma rubbing her slick folds more insistently against Hook's thigh as it reached her ears, their kisses becoming more frantic as the sound of Killian pleasuring himself grew, his fist sliding wetly along his shaft as he watched his two lovers explore one another on the bed they all shared.
Emma could hear the occasional thump of the chair legs as he thrust upward into his hand, knew how dark and sinful his gaze would be should she turn to meet it – but she enjoyed knowing he was watching, wanting, nearly as much as she knew he enjoyed doing it, and instead she decided to put on a show for her pirate. Unwinding herself from Hook's embrace, she slid down his chest with a salacious grin, kissing and licking the hard lines of his body as she went, humming at the soft spring of his chest hair beneath her fingers, thick and dark with a scattering of silver hairs.
Her eyes locked on Hook, but her ears listening to Killian as he worked his own cock, she shimmied lower, her ass rising behind her as she slid her breasts down Hook's legs, presenting Killian with a view she knew he loved – her sex pink and glistening, framed by the pale expanse of her thighs, everything he loved on display for his perusal.
A growl of frustration rumbled from the chair behind them as he took in the tableau spread before him.
Emma's teeth scraped across the taut skin above Hook's hop, a groan tumbling form him as he jerked beneath her, her clever fingers stroking through the thatch of hair that framed his manhood before finding the hot weight of his balls and cupping them gently, rolling each of them in her grasp as she nosed his cock and inhaled his heady scent. She was lost in the sensations – listening to Killian as he moaned and sighed behind them, feeling Hook's hand stroking her hair as his wrist cradled her head gently, delighting in the salty musk of his skin as she licked a stripe along the side of his shaft and mouthed his swollen flesh, the velvet roll of it against her cheek.
"That's right, take me in your mouth, darling," Hook whispered, his fingers rubbing small circles against her scalp as she drew her tongue around the dark head of his cock, hooded eyes watching him. "You know much Killian loves to watch you with your mouth full...and I can't wait to be deep inside your throat."
"You heard him, Swan," Killian rasped from behind them, the state of his need growing urgent as he watched her firm bottom sway in front of him, her arousal dripping temptingly from her folds like honey, "wrap those pretty lips of yours around his cock and put the man out of his misery."
"Aye, you've been quite a tease all day," Hook agreed, his words falling off into a sigh as Emma finally enveloped the head of him with her lips, her mouth sliding wetly along his shaft before retreating and sucking heavily, her tongue dipping into his slit. "Oh, just like that, darling, fuck me..."
Emma smiled around his girth, wasting no time easing him further into her mouth, the back of her throat slowly opening as she swallowed him down, fluttering around his shaft as he pushed deeper in.
"Isn't she bloody gorgeous like that?" Killian breathed, his face and chest flushed a warm pink as he twisted his hand slowly around his aching cock, thighs spread apart on the chair he was leaning back in, the sight of Emma's limber body framed by Hook's as she pleasured him making pleasure coil in his gut. "Perfect lips wrapped around you...always so hungry for it, isn't she?"
"Aye," Hook groaned, his hips rolling softly beneath her as he watched his length disappear into her mouth. "She's a naughty little vixen, Killian...makes me want to turn her over the bed and fuck that tight little mouth while you fill her up."
"Any place in particular, mate?"
Despite feeling almost too full to breathe, Emma moaned around Hook as she listened to their filthy words, imagining hanging over the edge of the bed as Hook drove deep into her mouth, his palm pressing against her throat as her vision swam and Killian plowed into her from the other end, her legs thrown over his shoulders as he bore down on her. She loved listening to the smooth melody of their voices, words laced with a rough need as they shared sinful desires over her body – how they would worship her, use her, pull her over the edge with the both of them.
"I don't imagine she'll rightly care, as long as she's got two thick cocks in her – wherever you want to spill yourself, though I do so enjoy watching it drip out of that tight behind..."
"Fuck," Killian hissed, and Emma nearly jumped at the sound of the chair skittering across the floor and the sudden heat of his hand and wrist grasping her thighs, no time to take a breath before his mouth was sealed around her exposed sex, his tongue delving deep into her wet channel before he slipped lower to mouth and suckle her clit, his greedy moans muffled within her slick folds as he devoured her.
The sight of Killian tucked behind Emma, his dark hair just visible over the swell of her bottom, his fingers pressed roughly into her pale flesh as he pulled her more intimately against his face – all of it had Hook thrusting more roughly into her mouth, her soft noises of pleasure growing as he knotted his fingers in her hair and pumped into her, his control slipping as she clung to him, her hands gripping his muscled thighs tightly, but not even the pace at which he was taking her mouth could hold back the keening whimper that flew from her as Killian's fingers joined his mouth, the wet sounds of him sliding them in and out of her tight center only driving all of them higher, closer –
And then it was washing over Emma like a wave at sea, pleasure rolling and snapping through her body as Killian's fingers stroked and pushed against her inner walls, his tongue eagerly lapping every delicious drop that ran from her body as she seized around him, a tingling numbness stretching down her legs and toes as one wave after the next fell over her, leaving her breathless and floating and yet somehow completely anchored.
Her body trembled as she came down, Killian's hand and wrist still firmly supporting her as she swayed, his lips pressing soft kisses to the dimples on her lower back. Hook's thrusts had slowed as Killian worked her through her orgasm, and before Emma could decide where to move or how to make her legs cooperate, he was already stroking her hair softly and slipping from her mouth, still hard and weeping in need of release – but he always enjoyed the drawn out game, never in a rush to find his own pleasure, neither of her pirates were. He slid back onto their bed, settling against the pile of pillows like a king as Killian joined them, half lifting Emma on top of him as he moved to recline in front of Hook, his back pressed between his twin's thighs in a position they very much enjoyed.
A murmur of contentment rumbled through Hook's chest as Killian's weight settled over his aching cock, his dark locks brushing against his chest. The last shivers of her release wrung from her body, Emma was already moving over her two lovers stretched out beneath her, their bodies fitting perfectly together in a way that made her heart soar in her chest at how lucky they were – how lucky they'd been to end up her together despite every obstacle that had been in their path. She reached toward the edge of their four post bed and looped the gauzy fabric of the bed curtains around her fingers, pulling one of the sheer panels inward and wrapping it around her wrist as she rose on her haunches over Killian, the head of his cock swollen and shining with his arousal as he waited for her to take what she needed, what they all needed.
Her teeth worrying her lips, she reached down with her free hand and grasped him, a hiss that verged on painful flying from his mouth as he bucked into the delicious pressure of her fingers finally working his cock. She lowered herself slowly, her legs trembling as she angled herself so that her folds slid sumptuously along his length, her clit throbbing beneath the pressure he provided as she rocked back and forth, her soft curls spilling around him.
"Gods, love," he groaned, thrusting gently into her grasp and relishing the slick warmth of her as she brushed along his shaft, her movements stopping just shy of allowing him entrance.
Beneath him Hook was thrusting slowly against his back, enjoying watching their golden goddess take her pleasure from them, a mischievous smirk pulling at her lips as she dropped Killian's length and dipped into her own wetness, stroking and plunging into her sopping channel as she panted. Sighs slipped from Killian's mouth every time she switched between them, grabbing his shaft once again only to tease her entrance before rubbing herself desperately along his hard length, rolling her slickness over him and reveling in the way he throbbed in her hand, begging for release.
Killian felt the familiar warmth of Hook's arms as he wrapped them around his own, his twin's stump resting over his heart while his fingers stroked muscles tightened by clenched fists as he fought not grab Emma himself and finally pull her down onto his cock.
"You're quite the bloody tease, love..." Killian groaned, his hips jutting upward toward the promise of her warmth as she hovered over him, her wet folds barely brushing the tip of him as she clung to the swathes of white gossamer falling down from the canopy above them, the silky fabric wrapped tightly around her wrists as she balanced on top of him, her pale legs spread wide and revealing the glistening pink of her sex.
"Tell me what you want," Emma purred, her free hand moving to pleasure herself again, lithe fingers dipping into her entrance and stroking her swollen flesh.
"Everything, Swan. I want to touch you, just like that," he hissed, jerking against Hook's strong embrace, the hair on his chest pleasant and rough against his back as he squirmed, earning a moan from him as he rolled against where the hard ridge of his twin's cock was pressed firmly against him as they reclined. "I want to bury my fingers and then my tongue back inside that delectable cunt, savoring every last drop of you."
"And then what?" she breathed, her own fingers pumping in and out of her greedily, her cheeks flushed and chest heaving as she met the eyes of the two pirates who loved her, both of them devouring her display hungrily as she fucked herself above them.
"Then when I've drained every last ounce of pleasure from your body," Killian growled, his own member angry and weeping in front of him, begging to be touched, to be swallowed by her tight heat, "I'm going to fill you up with my cock, love, breed you so deep you can't bloody well walk the next day."
"Fuck," Emma moaned, tossing her head back so that her blonde curls brushed his legs, her arousal slipping from her fingers and dripping down the burning length of his hardness as she worked herself, her legs trembling as she fought to stay upright. "Yes, gods yes, please..."
"Bloody hell," Hook groaned behind him, his grip tightening as he thrust his hips, rocking his hardened flesh between his own stomach and Killian's back. "Look at our lass, so wanton and needy, Killian, look how badly she needs us to take care of her."
"Well, if she'd only – "
Killian's words were cut short, falling into a heavy moan as Emma finally sunk onto him with a keening whimper, her thighs shaking as she dropped fully onto his length, so aroused and slick that he bottomed out quickly despite his size, a sob pulled from her lips at the sensation of finally being full.
"Gods, just like that, love," Hook whispered, his eyes blown wide with desire as he watched Emma slowly rise up and down, her thighs trembling as her folds parted to accept the other pirate's cock, "ride him just like that, love, nothing I enjoy more than watching that sweet quim of yours spread around him."
Killian was lost in the ecstasy written on her face as she rode him, her brow furrowed and lips slightly parted as she moan, her cheeks pink and sweat glistening on her collarbone as she she writhed on top of him, twisting and bucking her hips as she moved up and down, the fleeting jolts of pleasure that had been only enough to make him hungrier finally building into a tight roar behind his balls, coiled and throbbing and threatening to explode though he was nowhere done with being buried in her heat.
A frustrated cry fell from Emma's lips as she finally tumbled forward, exhausted and boneless, the curtains framing them in the large canopy bed unraveling from her wrist as she toppled against Killian's chest, panting and searching hungrily for his mouth, her hips still circling him weakly as she sought release. Once again he found himself straining against Hook's embrace, and this time the other man relented, releasing his arms so that he could wrap them around Emma, devouring every moan she poured into him.
"She's worn herself out," Hook teased, easing Killian's weight from his body as he slid out from beneath and shifted to the edge of the bed, kneeling at eye-level with his partners and wrapping his hand firmly around his cock as he watched their bodies roll together. "Just fuck her until she can't see straight."
"Happy to oblige," Killian drawled, grabbing a hold of Emma's hip and taking control, her body bouncing atop him as he bent his knees and used his wrist to stabilize himself on the mattress, thrusting his cock further into her sopping hole as she gasped and moaned above him, bliss suffusing her flushed skin and swollen lips.
Hook groaned beside them, his ringed fingers squeezing and sliding up his shaft as he worked toward his own release at their side, the wet noises of Emma being fucked into by Killian's thick cock making him nearly blind with pleasure. Emma's eyes snapped open at the sound of both her pirate's racing toward their release – Killian wrapped so completely around her and buried inside of her, Hook with his head tilted back and muscles taut as he jerked himself off, his cock bobbing furiously next to them.
"Oh god," she moaned, one of her hands clutching at Killian's shoulder as the other palmed her breast, gripping the soft flesh and twisting her nipple roughly. "I'm so close, this is so...so fucking hot..."
"Tell me how he feels inside of you, darling," Hook whispered, a bead of sweat trickling down his neck and running along the firm lines of his chest, soft grunts falling from his lips as his fist rolled furiously over the head of his cock.
"So full," Emma cried tremulously, struggling to form words as she bounced on top of Killian, his powerful thrusts barely leaving her able to hang on. "Like I'm going to come apart...he's huge...stretching me open..."
"Bloody hell, you're gorgeous, you filthy, wanton thing," Hook growled, a moan falling from his lips that had Killian's head snapping to the side to pay further attention to him, his rough stubble scratching the tip of him and eliciting a pained hiss before it was soothed by the wet warmth of his twin's lips sucking him down, his tongue laving around his shaft and teasing his slit.
Killian's pace stuttered as he filled his mouth with Hook's cock, groaning around the deep, musky taste of him, a hint of his salty essence leaking from the tip and making him yearn for that finish he knew would be soon, but watching her two pirates take pleasure from each other – Hook's fingers stroking through Killian's hair and cupping his cheek as he swallowed him whole, Emma was hit by another surge of energy, impaling herself on Killian's cock with renewed vigor, her eyes locked on the two men she loved.
Killian's gaze slid back to her, his cheeks hollowed out and a wild, a dark look in his eye as he watched Emma ride him, her mouth pursed in that way he knew meant she was close, her body slamming into his hard enough that they would both be bruised in the morning – but surrounded by the feel of her tight walls and breathy moans, Hook stroking his head and thrusting deeply into his throat, Killian couldn't find it within him to care.
"Fuck, fuck...I'm there," Emma cried, her walls seizing and throbbing around him as she finally reached her peak, her body trembling on top of him as he thrust desperately into her twice more, grunting around Hook's cock as his seed shot from him and filled her pulsing channel, each breath between them drawing out the pleasure she milked every last drop from his body.
Hook's hand tightened in Killian's hair as the sight of his two lovers climaxing drove him over the edge, his shaft swelling and throbbing as rope after rope of his cum spilled into his twin's mouth, Killian's throat swallowing reflexively around him as his tongue lavished him with soft, needy strokes that coaxed the last of his release free. Relinquishing him with a last, lingering lick of his head, Killian's head rolled back on his neck as he fell to the bed with Emma following.
It was an unconscious thing, the way they slipped to the side and made room for Hook as he lowered himself on shaky legs to lie beside them, damp skin and sated bodies collapsing together in a tangle, fingers and lips stroking one another as they lounged, limbs entwined in the most comforting way as they slowly drifted from their blissful haze into the calm of sleep, knowing when they woke they would find one another just as they were – together.