The next morning as Belle awoke in Killian's arms, she couldn't help but stare at him peacefully asleep. She couldn't deny that he was actually quite handsome when he wasn't being such an arrogant prick. Hell, who was she kidding? He was always handsome.
The clock on his cabin wooden walls read 7 AM. It was still early, and the sun was barely beginning to touch the wooden floorboards of the ship, but Belle wanted to seize the day. She tried to slink out of Killian's bed undetected, but his arm wrapped around her tighter making the task a tad bit more difficult.
"Trying to sneak out on me eh." Killian's half-asleep coarse voice called out as she began putting on her shoes.
"You caught me." She teased as she sat at the edge of the bed eying his exposed torso.
"Stay." His hand reached out towards her exposed thigh. His voice was hungry and full of want.
"We shouldn't." Belle side eyed Killian through a stray lock of her brunette hair.
Without even realizing her body was already shifting over his and Killian couldn't help but smile as he stared at her milky exposed skin. One of the straps of her night slip was already practically dangling off her shoulder.
"More reason we should." Killian murmured making Belle pulsate. He was right every time and it was becoming increasingly more and more difficult for her to advert his wild gaze.
The moment their eyes met, they lingered in a stare down until Belle's eyes drew down to Killian's lips, it was ON. Belle turned around and hitched her legs over Killian spreading her thighs against his chest. Her night slip slid up her thighs and exposed her barely there underwear. Killian used his hand to guide her face towards his and the two passionately kissed. Killian sucked on Belle's supple bottom lip, tugging it ever so slightly eliciting a soft moan from her.
They devoured one another in hungry and wanting kisses. It was violent and purely carnal.
"Off." Belle commanded as she desperately undid his belt and eyed his pants.
"You bloody mynx." Killian growled in a deep tone as he pushed off his pants and boxers exposing himself to her.
Her mouth genuinely watered as she took the sight of him in. She wanted him. Bad.Leaning forward she planted her lips on his slowly.
"I need you." Belle whispered full of vulnerability. She physically and mentally needed his touch, she wanted to feel as close to him as she possibly could.
"I'm here." Killian responded in sync with her. His hand left it's place on her hip and reached for her hand as he interlocked it with hers. She smiled in response.
Belle literally could not wait any longer. She needed Killian inside her. Her womanhood ached and desperately yearned for him. She was on such a euphoric high that she felt she would come undone at any minute, even though all they had done was kiss.
She lifted her bottom and put herself down teasingly slow on Killian's shaft allowing him to enter her at a deep penetration point. They moaned in relief together. With a thrust Killian expanded against her walls and rested his hook against her thigh softly scraping her skin.
Yes
Just like that
Oh gods Belle
Killian's moans under her body brought her closer and closer to her release as she gyrated on his hips. Her free hand that wasn't intertwined with his rested against his chest. She used his weight and grip on her hand to gather momentum to ride him faster and harder.
He went in and out of her with ease as her slippery folds coaxed his member.
Belle could feel her hair sticking to her body as she began to sweat, and her braid was coming undone. She was a mess and yet Killian looked at her in awe. He was stunned by her fierce sexual prowl.
They both reached climax quickly and met each other at their highs.
"We really need to stop." Belle said aloud as her back hit the sheets as she rolled off Killian.
"But we're having so much fun." Killian admitted half teasing.
He was right, they truly were. She wondered if she should feel ashamed for the hold Killian had on her. The way he could destroy her with one look. The way that his lustful gaze brought out a side of her she didn't know existed. But she truly didn't. It was bizarre? With anyone else she blushed at the mention of sex or anything lude, however as she worked her hips against Killian, she shouted vulgar words dripped in seduction without a qualm.
"What if somebody found out." The moment Belle said the words she wanted to shake them out of her head. It was a horrid thought.
"What about it?" She felt Killian shrug besides her.
"Ha-ha very funny." Belle turned to face Killian resting against his chest. "People finding out we are intimate would be the end of us."
Killian tossed her a deadpan stare.
"Oh, you're serious." She said studying his expression.
"I suppose I don't see the harm in people finding out that two grown SINGLEconsenting adults are enjoying each other's company by fucking their brains out." The curse word brought a naughty smile to Belle's face. She despised how that description made her womanhood tingle.
"Pirate, you do remember we are probably the last two people that the town would suspect of doing that very thing." Her hand outlined his jaw as he watched her with his hand and hook behind his head.
"I'm aware, that's what makes this so fun."
"But isn't it so much fun, letting this be our dirty secret. No one has to know we are sex friends."
"Sex friends?" Killian couldn't help but raise a brow at her comment.
"You know," Belle began, "Friends who have sex. Hence the sex friends label."
"Hmm." Killian had never heard Belle put that label on whatever they had going on between them before. It was strange hearing her explain what she thought of him.
The two eyed one another unsure if they were on the same page or not about the topic. Neither one of them seemed to want to contribute more to the conversation.
The room grew eerily quiet and suddenly Belle needed air. "I need to clear my thoughts." She admitted wishing more than anything her life wasn't an actual mess.
"Aye, you should do that then." He gave her a once look over before she crawled out of his bed. "Just be safe, call me if anything strange comes up. Alright." His tone was fully of worry.
"I'll see you later Killian" She smiled through the war on her mind.
"I'll look forward to it."
"Thanks for this by the way. You don't understand how much it means to me how supportive you've been through all of this." She said as she watched him slightly shift positions on the bed. "You turned out to be an amazing friend." Friend was the word she could not for the life of her quit using around Killian.
"Not a problem." He declared as his eyes fluttered looking like they were about to shut at any point. "Us lone wolves have got to stick together."
"I'm not a lone wolf." She questioned her response after the words left her mouth. After all, she did bond with Killian at first because they both were alone in the city without any friends. And they both appreciate comfortable silence. Maybe she was a bit of a loner and she had never realized it.
"Luv, trust me you are." He winked and all Belle could do was roll her eyes and exit his room leaving him to sleep the morning off.
As Belle walked down the steps of the Jolly Roger, she couldn't help but admire the small waves crashing against the ship causing it to rock ever so slightly. She was never the biggest fan of the ocean but in that moment, it seemed to bring her peace.
Using that peace, she felt she decided to clear her thoughts by walking a few miles along the coast line. She usually avoided walking on the actual sand due to its difficulty and instead remained on the wooden docks, but today felt different.
After a few minutes of walking aimlessly, Belle found a neat spot far away from any major places in town to sit in the sand. She exhaled and immediately her eyes felt drawn in by the tide coming in and out.
Belle needed a breather from the hectic fast paced days that she had been having all week. Dealing with the break-in at the library and all the maintenance of getting things back into shape was exhausting enough already, now she had to deal with the one person she never thought she would have to with again. She was such a fool for thinking Rumple would stay away. She wanted to kick herself for not realizing it sooner when she saw the fixed teacup. It was him, and even then, her intuition told her so. But she refused to believe it then. Of course, he was back, it was her curse and it was one she sold herself to. Thinking back to the day that she sold her soul to Rumple as his slave, she couldn't even say she regretted it. No matter all the pain it has caused her in the past 30+ years. It was what was best for her village, even though it wasn't the best thing for her. Come to think of it, having a one-night stand with Killian was the only selfish thing she had ever done.
Her mind went back to the day she found Merlin's gauntlet. The way she broke down after she found out his real weakness was not her as he always claimed but his dagger. Her skin crawled at the memory. She was so desperate to see the good in Rumple when they first met, that she believed the Dark One would trade her life for one of his thousand relics. She was nothing to him then and she was nothing to him now.
Perhaps she was just that to him? Another one of his relics that he wanted to put in his storage.
Belle could feel her body on the verge of a breakdown. Her emotions were all out of sorts and she knew it didn't help that for the 3rdtime in the past few weeks she found herself moaning Captain Hook's name. She never expected any of it at all.
It was too much for her. Everything felt like it was caving down on her.
"Get yourself together babe." A deep voice belonging to a woman spoke.
Belle gasped unsure of where it came from. She was sure she was alone, she looked in every direction and there was not a soul in sight.
"In here." The voice teased. "Come in."
Belle traced the direction of the voice and it seemed to be coming from the water. She stood up and walked closer to where the tide came in and allowed her feet to get slightly wet.
"Who are you?" Belle called out.
"Let me give you a hint." The woman called out as Belle shouted out feeling a sharp suctioning pain around her ankle. She looked down and instantly she recognized who the black and purple tentacle belonged to.
Ursula.
"What do you want." Belle called out to the sea witch desperately trying to free her ankle as the tentacle worked its way up her leg and began to constrict around her.
As Belle's body weakened, Ursula used that to her advantage and yanked on Belle's body knocking her past the shallow water. As the water began to cover Belle's body Ursula was able to use that to her advantage once again and pull Belle into the deeper waters.
Soon Belle had to breathe in gasps as her body was being bobbed above and under water. Attempting to fight off Ursula's tentacles became futile as by now Belle no longer had the advantage of being out of the water. In addition, Belle's body was exhausted from kicking and attempting to pull off the grasp Ursula had around her body.
"What could you possibly want with me?" Belle called out to Ursula as she had brought her up from under the water. Water was in her nose and throat. She could feel the deep burning sensation in her lungs at that point. "Kill me already if you want, but this has to stop."
Belle's words caused Ursula to finally reveal her face and not just her tentacles. As the woman stared down Belle with her hazzle eyes she brought the two of them closer to the shore.
"Kill you?" The woman laughed. "Why kill you when using you is so much more fun."
"What did Rumple do now?" Belle couldn't help but ask. Of course, it had to do with him. It alwaysdid.
Finally, Belle felt the sand under her, and she tried her best to stand on the shore, but Ursula's grip remained holding her down.
"You haven't heard? Your old man wants to change the story. He promised me he would get the author to rewrite all villains' stories -including mine-but something tells me not to trust him."
The cold began to paralyze Belle's body as she could feel herself shaking practically going into shock. Maine wasn't exactly the state to go swimming in the ocean in the winter.
"You're not wrong to not trust him." Belle's words shocked the sea witch.
"Tsk tsk tsk, he didn't say you two were going through a lovers quarrel."
"It's not a quarrel. I'm divorcing him." Belle admitted bluntly. The words felt good leaving her mouth.
"You're a feisty girl aren't you." Ursula studied Belle as time after time she kept attempting to break free from her tentacles like if it was even possible with how exhausted she was.
"I just want to be left aloneUrsula." She used the sea witches name in hopes to lure her into a release.
"Don't we all want something we can't ever truly have." Ursula retorted.
Belle heard footsteps in the sand behind her but she was unable to turn and study who they belonged to due to Ursula's constriction.
"Let her go and I'll give you something you've always wanted back." Belle's eyes widened as she realized the voice belonged to Killian.
Killian looked calm and collected as he neared the truly frightening sea witch. One of Ursula's tentacles left Belle's body and now rested on Killian's face. He stiffened his posture slightly as if sizing her up, but he did not flitch or hesitate as the slimly appendage studied the pirate.
"You still have it don't you?" Ursula asked in a desperate tone.
Belle sat on the sand still shuttering at the cold, confused as to the what the relationship between Killian and Ursula could be. She didn't care much but they seemed to know one another. All she could do pinned to the sandy ground was watch as she hoped Killian knew what he was getting himself into.
"Yes." Killian said.
"You bluff pirate." The sea witch growled.
"Allow me?" Killian raised his hands in surrender, and she pulled back from him slightly allowing him to open his leather coat. Ursula's eyes glowed at the sight of a conch being brought to light as Killian slightly raised it. "It's yours if she's free to go."
Belle gasped out loud full of heavy breaths and Ursula's grip fully left her body. Her ribs felt sore and bruised from the constant pressure. As she ached, she still felt relief sweep through her as she watched Killian bargaining for her.
"Yes." Ursula purred holding on to the item.
Killian extended his arm for Belle who slightly struggled to walk towards him. Once she reached him, she used his hand and body for support.
"It won't give you back your voice but…the person who enchanted this conch can." Killian said watching Ursula hold onto the conch dearly full of admiration.
"I know who that is." Ursula replied not removing her eyes from the conch.
"Do you know how to find him?" Killian asked.
"To be honest…no." The answer appeared to defeat Ursula as she finally brought her eyes back up to meet Kilian's and Belle's.
"Is it something or somewhere that your heart desires the most?" Belle found the energy to speak. Her voice felt raspy as her throat was still burning with salt water.
"It is."
"Then you can have the gauntlet you wanted all those years ago. It yours." Ursula raised a brow suspecting Belle wanted something in return. "Truly. All I'd like is for you to do good and find what it is that makes you happy. No more villainy."
"No one can be that good?" Ursula questioned.
"I'm not." Belle reassured her still holding Killian for support. "But I try to be."
"You were good once Ursula." Killian spoke.
"Deal. The gauntlet will lead me to father. I'll leave Storybrooke. I promise."
Belle couldn't help but smile at Killian as they retrieved the relic from the antique shop and said goodbye to Ursula. She actually gave them a real hug and not just a painful constriction with her tentacles. They truly had changed her story and although they couldn't erase her past, they fixed her future.
"For a second or two I thought she might've been a scorned lover." Belle teased as they reached the front steps of her porch.
Killian grinned his handsome devilish grin. He knew his reputation was no secret.
"I should shower and pray I don't have frost bite." She looked downwards at Killian's coat that was now around her body. It was surprisingly warm even though it was leather. Maybe it was enchanted for all she knew?
"You do that." Killian said coolly.
"Would you like to join?" Belle purred bumping her hand against his.
"Trust me, I'd like nothing more."
"But…" Belle waited.
"Henry called while you looked for the relic in the shop, he said something was up with Emma." As her words dragged on Belle nodded indicating she understand. She couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy as the blonde's name was mentioned. It was wrong of her, so wrong, but she couldn't change how she felt.
Killian eyed her up and down and finally they bid each other goodbye. Belle stopped as she began to walk to her door and turned around to see Killian leaving.
"Wait." She called out watching as he skid to a halt.
His eager eyes awaited what she had to say.
"If it was anyone else, would you have still bargained that conch." It was a question that had been burning in the back of her mind since it happened. Killian was a ruthless pirate before Storybrooke and ruthless people like that tend to not be so quick to give up leverage they have against people unless it serves them a purpose.
"No." He replied with a twisted smile that made her want to kiss him.
"I figured." Belle replied watching the pirate disappear as he turned the corner at the end of her street.
As Killian neared the meeting point that Henry had asked to meet him at, his mind drew to Belle which seemed to be the usual lately. He couldn't believe someone so good and so pure existed in his life and genuinely cared for him. It scared him how much he cared for her.
"Regina. Emma." Killian nodded at the two women. "Henry. Baelfire." He noticed them in the distance.
"Henry said you saw Ursula." Regina spoke up.
"Yes. She has left Storybrooke. I can guarantee she won't be an issue." Killian briefly explained his encounter with the sea witch.
"Good one less villain to worry about." Regina nodded looking pleased.
"What about the rest?" Killian dared to ask looking around at everyone's expression of dread.
"I took care of Zelena. She's been stripped away of her magic and is now rotting in a jail cell." Regina replied.
"And I killed Cruella Deville." Emma said in a shaky voice that was practically a whisper.
"You what?" Killian couldn't help but ask.
"She uh-she was threatening Henry. She said she would kill him. So, I killed her before…before I knew she couldn't kill. I just-." Emma looked rough and he truly sympathized for her. He had never seen her at such a breaking point.
"It's ok Emma." Baelfire whispered into her ear and brought her into a tight embrace as her eyes still stared off into the distance.
Henry watched his mother unravel in front of him and Killian could tell Henry felt guilty.
"Snow White and Charming took care of Maleficent." Regina decided to add shifting the conversation away from Emma's painful experience.
"Took care of? How the hell do you get rid of a dragon." Killian scoffed remembering the beast that was Maleficent. He had only encountered her less than 5 times but that enough for him to know that was a woman he would never mess with.
"By finding her daughter." Regina smiled as she felt joy for her old friend.
"Who knew she even had a daughter?"
"Apparently she's an even bigger bitch than her mother but I think soon enough she'll be on our side." He couldn't help but laugh at Regina's comment.
"So now all we have to worry about is the Dark One." Killian eyed Baelfire. "No offense."
"None taken." Baelfire stepped forward releasing his grip on Emma who still bore a painful expression. "Contrary to what a few of you might think of me." His eyes zeroed in on Killian, "I'm nothing like my old man. I don't agree with what he's doing and even if it means hurting him, I will help you all. You have my word."
Killian never doubted Baelfire. He knew him and the crocodile shared blood and quite literally nothing else.
"Ursula mentioned something along the lines of the Dark One attempting to rewrite his story. Would anyone know what she meant by that?" Regina's eyes went wide at Killian's comment.
"Yes. Fuck we need to find the author." Regina looked at Emma and Henry as the two of them seemed to have a clear understanding of who the author was and how to find whoever that was.
"Do you need my help?" Killian asked.
Regina shook her head, "No. Not for now. But keep your phone on in case anything comes up." The raven-haired former queen spoke as she began to walk away with Henry and Emma in tow.
Killian and Baelfire gave each other a once look over as they turned in opposite directions and left the meeting point in the forest.
It had been weeks since Belle had taken a good long bath. Usually her schedule didn't allow her for it, and she'd have to settle for a quick 15-minute shower. Baths never failed to bring her memory back to her life at the castle as a princess, when she would take long hot baths daily as the servant girls filled her bath with wonderful scents and braided her hair. It was already another life time ago to Belle.
The hot water felt delightful against her skin. Once she scrubbed off all the grime and sea water that her eventful day had brought upon her, she drained the tub of the dirty water and then filled it once more with clean warmer water for her to just relax. Her body opened like a lotus allowing the water to reach every corner and inch of her.
As her hand and loofa trailed against her exposed skin, she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if Killian was in the tub with her. What would he be being doing with her? How quickly could he make her orgasm in a tub. Releasing her grip on the loofa, Belle smiled as her hand slowly crept downwards to her center.
A soft moan escaped Belle's mouth as her fingers entered herself. Her legs spread open wider as she adjusted herself and rested her back against the marble of the tub. As she pressed in and out of herself her eyes couldn't help but roll back entertaining her naughtiest thoughts.
"Please tell me you left your door open so that I could walk in on this." Killian's voice quickly brought her out of her near orgasm.
If it were anyone else, she would've been red at the cheeks, but the way he eyed her up and down indicated he clearly liked what he had seen.
"Don't stop on account of me, please your highness, continue."
"Get in." Belle demanded with confidence.
Killian didn't wait around for her to ask twice. His shirt and pants were off in seconds before he entered the tub and shortly after Belle. As they grinded against one another water began to splash out causing Belle's bathroom floor to be soaked.