It wasn't the first time they were doing this, both of them hanging out in her living room. Over time, they had developed this routine which consisted of spending their Friday evening at either her apartment or his, as they ordered some take out, shared a few drinks, and talked about their week and then binge watched the series they were addicted to at that moment. Those evenings were sacred for her, it was the time of the week where Killian was hers only, and nobody else's. She would never admit to him that she had declined many dates from other men who wanted to see her on those nights. Knowing Killian, he would have accepted to cancel their weekly plan so she could date and ultimately have a boyfriend. The thing that he didn't know was that she wanted him and only him. That she couldn't tell him because that would imply being vulnerable and telling him how she really feels, and she couldn't bear losing her best friend in this world. Emma rather settled herself with his friendship than the possibility of being rejected by the man that she has loved for so many years.
As per usual, Killian texted her during the day to ask her what she felt like eating tonight. When his name appeared on her phone, her response to it was automatic which consisted of letting go of whatever she was working on her computer and grabbing her phone.
"Let me guess, that text is from Killian ?" asked Ruby. That woman was so perceptive of anything happening around her, it was downright scary at times.
"Uh yeah, how did you know?"
"First of all, it's Friday and we both know what that means and second of all, your face says it all." Emma didn't like the smirk and the twinkle in Ruby's eyes. "I can't wait for you two to stop acting like a couple and just be a couple."
"What does that mean?" scoffed Emma.
"Oh don't play dumb !" Huffed her coworker, "You know damn well what I mean. It isn't because we haven't had this conversation in a while that I still don't think that you two should just get it on with it by having sex and then telling each other that you are both desperately in love with one another." Despite being frustrated that this topic was once again a subject of discussion especially since it's been a few weeks Ruby stopped nagging her about it, she couldn't help but laugh at her friend's remark.
"So sex first and then feelings? Isn't it supposed to be a declaration of undying love and then followed with some passionate lovemaking?" Emma asked as she put down her elbow on her desk and raised her hand to support her chin as she waited for a more elaborate response.
"I'm not Mary Margaret, I live in the real world and not in a fairy tale. Also, you and Killian have been dancing around this thing for so long, the sexual tension is so intense that it's on the verge of exploding so I don't think that you guys would be able to keep it in your pants long enough to have a discussion about feelings first." She stated as she kept her eyes on her laptop as she continued typing her report.
"I still think you're delusional, Killian is and will always be my friend and nothing more, and that won't change if I have feelings for him or not, because he only sees me as a friend and I am not emotionally equipped to deal with that kind of rejection." Emma replied firmly knowing that Ruby wasn't going to change her mind on the subject.
"Sooner or later, I will be telling you I told you so." Quipped back Ruby.
Emma sighed and grabbed her phone to reply back to Killian.
E: Pizza ?
K: The usual ?
E: You know it ! I'll take care of the drinks.
K: Can't wait, see you tonight love !
Her heartbeat sped up as she read that last word. She knew it was part of his day to day vocabulary, but every damn time she wished it meant something else. Emma took a deep breath before resuming her work. There was no need to dwell on those thoughts, it will only hurt her more.
By the time Killian arrived at her place, Emma managed to get out of her funky mood and greeted him when she heard him walk through her door. He looked good as per usual, the combo of his leather jacket and henley shirt was enough to make ovaries somersault.
"So what's the plan for tonight? Do you wanna keep our Daredevil marathon or do you want to watch something else?" Asked Kilian as he put down the pizza box on her coffee table and then took his leather jacket off. She couldn't help herself but to lick her lips quickly as she watched him, his biceps flexing just a bit as her eyes then went to admire the bit of chest hair peeking out of the top of his black shirt. When he looked back up at her, she quickly got her wits back.
"Um, neither. I was thinking maybe we could do something different." He looked at her with that shit eating grin of his followed by the raise of his eyebrows. That was the look he gave to the girls he met at bars when he wanted to hook up, and it worked every time. The thing is, she wasn't most women, she knew that that look didn't have the same meaning with her than it did with the others. It was a teasing look between friends.
"Hmm, what do you have in mind love?" Emma rolled her eyes at him and turned around and walked towards her library as she took out a board game.
"Scrabble?"
"Come on, it'll be fun to change things up a bit."
"I will play, only if we play by my rules."
"Which are?"
"There are no rules" He answered as he smirked. She couldn't help but to laugh at his reaction.
"Get ready to have your ass handed to you, Jones." She told him as she walked past him to go get their drinks.
"Looking forward to it, Swan." Quipped back Kilian.
That's how their usual Friday night went, playing the most chaotic game of Scrabble she ever played, arguing on whether the word on the board was a real word, laughing at the raunchy words they managed to come up with as they kept drinking their beer with music playing in the background. The evening was perfect, their playful banter was something that she loved about their relationship, it was easy and simple, they made each other laugh. But at times, she hated it. This moment was one of them, when he kept his eyes on her as she tried to concentrate to find the most ridiculous word to add on the board. It was hard to focus with him being so wonderfully him, his piercing blue eyes on her with a look that she wished meant something more, so much more. She did what she always does to protect herself from his piercing gaze, she slapped her hand on his shoulder and asked him to stop looking at her and drink his beer. To which, his response was to chuckle and mutter "as you wish."
They finished their second game of whatever that was, and Emma got up from the couch to get herself another drink, and that's when she realized that she was a bit more tipsy than she thought. Killian stayed seated on the couch but that didn't stop him from helping steady her stance as he held her by her waist.
"Thanks." She muttered as she quickly moved away from his burning touch and walked towards her tiny kitchen. That touch only was too much for her, she needed air to breathe.
"There's no more beer. Rum?" She asked even though she already knew his answer.
"Aye, I wouldn't mind a glass." He answered from the living room as she heard the music volume increase a bit.
Emma took her time pouring them their glass of rum. She needed time to get her composure back. She hated how little it took for her to get flustered by anything that that man could do. When she finished pouring them their drinks, she took a deep breath and exhaled before heading back next to Killian.
His arms were resting on the back of the couch taking almost all the space. He smiled at her as she sat down next to him, too closely for her taste but she wasn't one to complain, she may hate the hopeless feeling of not having someone's affection returned but that didn't stop her from enjoying the proximity of his body. She handed him his tumbler and their fingers inevitably touched. Emma blamed the alcohol impairment for making her think that Killian's breath hitched when their fingers touched. She smiled shyly back at him. There was this sudden awkwardness between them, she was happy that there was music still playing which helped to fill the silence.
"So, how was your week?" Emma asked as she took a sip of her rum. She needed to do something.
"Okay, not much going on. " He shrugged.
"Really? You don't have any hook up stories to tell me? " As the words came out of her mouth, she hated herself. She doesn't want to hear about him and his conquests, but as much as she disliked talking about it, she needed to, to remind her that he isn't hers.
"You know Swan, you paint me as this dashing flirt who can't keep it in his pants, why is that?" Kilian asked as he moved his upper body to face her, his eyebrows furrowed as he cocked his head to the side. The question took her aback, not expecting this tiny outburst of him. Emma was used to him just answering her question about his sex life without hesitation. This time, he looked annoyed.
"Well am I wrong to think that? It's not like you have ever denied any of it." Killian looked down to his hand, where he was swirling his drink in his tumbler. He slowly nodded, she didn't know if it was in resignation or he was letting her win because he didn't have the energy to fight back.
"What about you? Did you find your prince charming?" Killian asked, his eyes still fixed on his drink.
"Me? Actually I did." That caught his attention as he quickly looked back up at her.
"What's his name?" Emma blamed the alcohol for making her think that there was a hint of jealousy in his voice.
"Vibrator." Killian chuckled. His tongue peeked out of his mouth to lick his lips. Emma's eyes were fixated on his lips as he took a second to think.
"Does he get you off?" He asked, his voice lower than usual. She looked back up and her breath stopped when she saw the look he was giving her. His eyes were hooded and serious. He had never looked at her that way, and she felt this tightness between her legs.
"Well, it depends," she gulped, "on how it's being used and the intensity it's on."
Killian hummed, and that's when she realized that his arm was still on the back of the couch, and basically around her. She was so hazed with the sudden turn of their conversation that she hadn't noticed that they were quite close, more than usual. Her eyes met his, and she felt heartbeat increase, her mouth suddenly felt very dry.
"Do you use it often?"
"Every now and then."
"Who do you think about when you're touching yourself?" His voice was barely above a whisper, and it only aroused her more hearing that hint of lust. Emma closed her eyes, trying to focus and regain some control over the situation. She blamed the lack of inhibition that comes with alcohol consumption for her bold answer. "You."
Killian slowly smiled at her, a smile that she could qualify as down right sinful. He leaned into her space, his forehead resting on hers, his nose brushing hers. She could feel on her lips the soft exhale that came with his words. "Show me." She tried to hold back a moan, but was unsuccessful judging by the deep chuckle that came from Killian. She felt dizzy and nothing had happened, yet. His hands weren't on her, but she could feel the heat emanating from him.
Emma got up, and suddenly felt cold without his body heat next to her, but she needed a moment to cool down. She looked back down at him and gave him a sly smirk as she took both their tumblers and put them down on her table. Killian looked at her confused when she walked towards her bedroom. It didn't take him long to follow her.
Once she got to her bedroom, she shimmied her jeans down her legs and kept her panties on. She knew they were already completely soaked, and her hands were itching to touch herself, to touch him. She went to her nightstand, turned her lamp on and took out her vibrator. She looked back at him. "Is this what you want?"
"Aye, touch yourself as if I weren't here." Killian instructed her.
She felt nervous but excited at his orders. They haven't even touched each other, other than their usual friendly hugs. This was new and weird, but it was also exhilarating. She laid down on her bed, and parted her legs as Killian came onto the bed and sat on his knees between her legs. She was pretty much convinced that he could see the wetness on her panties which only turned her further on. She felt nervous under his hungry gaze, her eyes closed to help her ease her way in.
One of her hands was caressing her chest while her other hand was busy touching her thighs. Emma kept imagining it was Killian's hands on her, and that thought alone made her whimper, and she suddenly felt quite impatient. Her fingers trailed up her thigh and went between her legs. A moan slipped from her lips and it was followed by a manly grunt. She opened her eyes and saw Killian hungry eyes on her which only spurred her on. She kept rubbing circles on her clit over her panties.
"Oh fuck, you're so sexy like this." Mumbled Killian as she saw one of his hands rub the bulge in his pants. She couldn't handle it any longer, she needed more friction. She made a move to slide down her panties, but Killian stopped her as his fingers went to her hips, gripping the piece of cloth and pulling it down her legs. She was already a whimpering mess when her vibrator slid between her folds as she gathered the wetness that was overflowing. Killian moaned with her when the tip of it entered her, before he stopped her, his head bent down between her legs. He didn't waste time to lick her folds hungrily, humming as he ate her out.
"I thought you wanted me to touch myself." She gasped as he sucked down on her bundle of nerves, with two fingers simultaneously entering her. His fingers stayed inside her while his lips left the space between her legs for only a moment. "I did but you looked way too delicious for me to just look at you."
Emma's head hit back on her pillow, knuckles white as one hand gripped her sheets while the other pulled on Killian's hair, which only made him even more passionate. His fingers expertly found that spot that made her come closer and closer to her climax. Her hips instinctively started to fuck his face as she tried to chase down that burning hot feeling, until she felt herself unfold as her moans echoed in her bedroom.
Emma was still in the aftershock of her orgasm when she felt Killian's lips kiss her stomach, making its way up to her breast. He stopped suddenly and leaned back, her eyes opened to see what was happening. Killian was taking off shirt, revealing his fitted torso and that hairy chest that starred a lot in her fantasies. His pants were next to follow and Emma's mouth watered when she saw his cock sprang free, and it was perfect. She made a move towards him, her hands going for his hips but he stopped her before she could.
"Don't, I want to feel you squeezing me when I come. Next time love. Now take off your shirt." He winked at her, and she couldn't help but smile at his orders. Once they were both bare, Killian leaned in and kissed her with a passion that she wasn't expecting. She opened her legs and let him lay down between them as they kept kissing each other. They stopped for a moment, both of them taking a breath while their foreheads rested on one another.
"I've wanted to do this for so long Emma, you have no idea." Killian leaned back enough to look into her eyes as he told her that. She was taken aback with the sincerity in his eyes, and felt her cheeks turn red.
"Really?" she mumbled and she hated that she sounded so insecure. He smiled and chuckled as his hand came to caress her jaw. "You can be so thick sometimes, Swan. I love you." A smile crept on her face as she was about to reply, but Killian stopped her with a peck on her lips "You don't need to say anything, I know." He kissed her properly this time, his tongue caressing hers while he pushed his hips down, she felt his length thick and firm press between her folds which immediately made them both moan. "Now, I really wish to fuck you, thorougly." She couldn't help but laugh giddily at this last comment. The next few seconds were furtive moves from both of them as she got a condom from the nightstand and insisted on rolling it down on him.
The tip of him pressed at her entrance, and she has never felt this ready for someone to fill her up. He slowly pushed and pulled, leaving them both panting and impatient. Killian kept kissing her as he pushed all the way, her walls finally enveloping him. From then on, it felt as if they both lost control of their body as they let their bodies do what felt most natural to them, as their moans and words of praise kept slipping their lips until they both reached completion.
Emma snuggled Killian as their chest heaved, trying to catch their breaths. His hands kept caressing her arm, as her head laid on his chest, hearing the steady beat of his heart.
"You know that I love you too." She whispered into his chest to which he responded by lifting her chin towards him and whispered back "I love you" as he kissed her.
The next morning, Ruby woke up to a single text from Emma. It was actually a picture of Killian sound asleep on her pillow.
R: I told you so !