Based on this prompt: For the prompt thingy can you do "you're being an awfully bad girl" or "you're not the boss of me" in the Oh Daddy au verse? If you're up for it of course. Please and thank you 💖 💖 💖

"You're being an awfully bad girl, and Daddy is going to punish you."

A shiver runs down Emma's spine, and she swallows looking forward to receiving her punishment from Daddy

"Climb on the bed, love," Killian orders, "and get on your knees."

She quickly does as she's told, sticking her ass out for Daddy.

She hears him growling from across the room and cranes her neck to catch the hunger in his eyes.

Those striking blues roam her naked body as he licks his lips. Her nipples are strained, core aching badly as a wetness pools between her thighs. She can't wait to be fucked by Daddy.

"Such a naughty little girl, jerking me off in public," he chides her playfully, a hint of a smirk pulling at his lips as he stalks towards her with a pair of handcuffs. "And in front of Mary Margaret and David nonetheless."

Emma grins mischievously, unashamed. She had far too much fun stroking him through his jeans underneath the restaurant table on their double date with the Nolans, and making him cum. It was a good thing his slacks were black when Killian had to stand up and walk to the men's room to wash himself off.

He handcuffs her to the bed and she pulls against the restraints for dramatic effect, but in reality her nectar is now running down her thighs, her clit throbbing in anticipation. Intent on tormenting her, Killian slowly strips his clothes while Emma watches, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling his pants off until he's standing in naught but a pair of boxer briefs. She tries to stifle a moan, drinking in the sight of his hard muscles and soft chest hair which lead her eyes down a trail to his hidden treasure underneath.

She can't wait to be able to touch him.

Ever since they had met on the train, they've been unable to stay away from one another. In fact, Emma knew she'd have to introduce him to Mary Margaret sooner or later and tell her everything. The woman just about shit herself when she found out Emma had met CaptainHook in person. So of course Mary Margaret had insisted they make a double date out of the occasion to hear his voice in person and see what the fuss was all about. With Killian Jones, there is much to fuss about because good god the guy is the perfect specimen. What's not to like?

Finally, Killian pulls down the last remaining piece of clothing so he's stark naked, his rock hard cock springing free. Emma licks her lips, eyes shining with the lust burning in her gut.

"I am going to give you a good fucking," Killian says gruffly as he moves to the side of the bed and reaches out a hand, gliding his fingers up the inside of her leg.

Emma shudders at his touch, biting her bottom lip as she stares at his long thick cock, looking forward to having him inside her. He slowly kisses along her jaw, his prickly scruff setting her sensitive skin ablaze as he moves his lips down her neck, and moves his hands to her breasts, gently fondling and squeezing the gentle weight in his hands. Emma moans softly at his touch.

"First, Daddy will fuck you with my fingers, then my cock, and I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk for weeks."

Emma moans as Killian slips a finger roughly into her heat, fucking her hard and deep. Soon he's fucking her with two, and she's crying out and moving her hips to ride his fingers. Bursts of pleasure explode through her body and she screams with a hard release, unable to think of a good reason to keep quiet as her face flushes red, and Killian continues fucking her with both fingers buried deep. It feels so incredible, it's not long before her body's shuddering once more as she falls apart again, her walls contracting around his digits. She gives a soft cry when she completely erupts, cumming hard and spilling her essence over his fingers.

Killian grins and laps her necture off his fingers with his tongue as Emma catches her breath and slowly falls down from her high.

He joins her on the bed, and takes her chin in his hand urging her to rise as far as she can go being handcuffed to the bed, and seals her lips with his, kissing her roughly. Emma moans, obediently parting her lips, allowing Daddy's tongue to plunge into her mouth, taking her breath away once again as she tastes her orgasm on his tongue.

"Now, sit on my cock and ride Daddy," he commands, his voice completely shattered as he lays back on the bed.

Emma nods, breathless as she climbs atop him, rubbing her silky wet folds along his erection.

"Good girl," he groans, placing both hands on her waist, "Now I want you to ride Daddy good and hard."

A whimper spills from her lips, the anticipation coiling in her belly. She loves riding Daddy. Emma lifts her hips and he presses the tip of his cock into her entrance. She gasps at the invasion of his velvety head in her wet pussy. He is not gentle, prodding her up and pulling her down roughly with his hands on her hips to sheath himself in her tight quim as she slides up and down his rock hard length.

He smirks and looks up as he fucks her, and whenever she closes her eyes enjoying how perfectly and deliciously he stretches her walls, a hard smack on her ass reminds her to look at him as he takes her.

Killian reaches up, firmly taking her breasts in his hands, squeezing them and playing with her nipples. "Does my girl like when Daddy touches her breasts?"

"Oh yes, Daddy."

"Does she love riling her Daddy up in public?" he demands tweaking her nipples.

"God, yes."

"And if we were to go out just the two of us, would you be opposed to riling me up then?" he asks, no longer speaking in the third person.

The question takes her off guard but she knows he's being serious if the vulnerable look in his eyes is any indication.

Her lips pull into a slow grin. "No, Daddy," she answers softly.

Still massaging her breasts in his hands as she leans towards him to kiss his lips, Killian whispers gently, "There's my good girl."