Promised Never Land One Shots

Ship: Emma X Norman Title: "Emma with a glass of Wine"

Work, eat, shower, sleep, work, eat shower, sleep; that's what my life has always consisted of. I found myself at my desk, working through a pile of paper work. I looked up to the sound of knocking, "Come in," I call. I set my pin down as a beautiful young woman peeked in the door. "Hi sir!" She gasped nervously. What striking orange hair she has.

"She walked in with coffee, "Sorry to bother you, I was told to bring you coffee. Oh! And- Ah- my name is Emma, I just started working here today," She greeted shyly. I smiled looking at her kind green eyes, "Thank you Emma. I'm Norman Minerva, I'm the CEO of the business," I smiled shaking her soft hand. She gasped spilling the coffee all over my paper work.

"OH CRUD I'M SORRY!" she gasped patting the paper, "Oh crap, that's only making it worse!" she panicked, I couldn't help but laugh. That's how I met her, the love of my life. She ended up being by my side for weeks, helping me rewrite all of my papers. I enjoyed her company so much, I made her my personal assistant.

I had grown to love her so strongly; she was the most interesting thing in my life and I couldn't help but want a different kind of relationship with her. I took her to business trips and she followed me around everywhere. Until one night I invited her to dinner in my home. We ate, laughed and somehow, I ending up holding her as we drink; looking out on the balcony of my high-rise apartment.

I blushed realizing my hand rested on her butt as she laugh about a story I had told her. She didn't seem to mind, I admired her short, tight purple dress; with lovely heels that matched them. The sexy red lipstick and hair long, flat compared to her normal wild look were exciting too- but most off all, I got lost in her bright green eyes.

I was mesmerized, holding a beautiful woman in one hand and wine in the other. I took another sip of wine as she finished hers, she giggled resting her head on my chest. "Having a good time?" I asked. I nodded head then stumbled a bit, I was fast to put my glass down so I could give her my full attention. "I'm so sorry! I spilled wine on your shirt; I'm so clumsy," she apologized.

I chuckle taking the glass out of her hand and putting it away, "If you weren't clumsy, we might not be here together right now. I am very grateful miss Emma. Though it might be time to get you home" I chuckled. She grabbed me by the collar giving me a sweet look, "Oh no, not yet. I'm having too much fun," she giggling pulling me back into the room.

I blush as she pulled me into a kiss, I take deep breaths as she kiss my neck as she unbuttoned my shirt. I must be dreaming, how many nights I fantasize her kissing me. "Oh, but it wouldn't be proper of me to"- I started to say. I exhaled slowly enjoying her hands massage my chest. She sat on my bed and began unbuttoning my pants, kissing my stomach romantically. "E-Emma," I mutter as she strokes the mass growing him my briefs.

I grabbed her by the wrist, "You don't want this, you're drunk," I swallow trying to claim myself down. "No, no, no, Norman, I want you," she whisper wrapping her arms around me, pulling me on top of her as she kiss my collar bone. "Oh god," I whisper conflicted as she pulls me out of my briefs, rubbing my cock in long, soft strokes. "Just for a while," she whispers before kissing me.

I close my eyes as we meet in a passionate kiss, I found myself unable to reject the woman I had fallen in love with. She pulled my hands to different parts of her body, encouraging me to explore, and I did. Pulling up her dress and feeling her butt through her panties, fondling her breast and squeezing her hard nipples.

My breathing was fast we hungrily kiss, letting ourselves be devoured by passion. I gasped as she shoves me onto my back and hopping on top of me in excitement; pulling off her dress and bra in one tug. I turned red seeing her perfect perky breast, her nipples we a light pink and bounced as she moved.

"E-Emma!" I gasped shyly covering my face. She giggled moving my hands and giving me a reassuring smile, "Is this your first time?" she asked curiously. I blushed harder looking away, my heart jumped as she kissed me. "It's ok, I'll be gentle," She whispered kindly and I felt my anxiety subside.

I swallowed hard watching her rub the tip against my opening, I hummed as I entered her small; tight opening. I brushed my hair back, trying to keep myself at ease; I hadn't so much as masturbated more the once or twice in a week. Now I watch as my cock disappear into tight, hot grip with her wetness making it all the better.

I held onto her thighs as she rode me, panting in sync with her movements; "It feels good, Norman," she moaned riding me faster. I blushed enjoying her cuteness, "I-I feel good too, Emma," I mutter as I start to thrust my hips to meet up with her. "I-I f-feel so good," I groaned bucking me hips faster to so sound our skin slapping together.

I felt my head get light as an amazing feeling came over me, I wanted it; so badly- to cum inside of Emma. My body tensed in egger frustration as she rode me faster, resting her hands on my chest for stability. I smile euphorically as she let out a pleasured moan and started to cum, "It f-e-els s-so g-good, E-m-ma!" I gasped puling her hips up and down as I cum inside, groaning like a mad man as I finish hard.

Overwhelmed by her body, sucking me in deeper as it squeezed me tight; her hot, wet juices running down my shaft as we make passionate love. I pant as she fall on top of me, I pulled her face closer and we kiss hungrily as I continue to empty myself into her. I gasp as my head rolled back, "Haaaa, that was… S-So good," I panted pulling myself out, I rubbed her back and kissed her forehead.

I froze looking at the blood on my hand, "Y-You're a virgin too," I whisper shocked. Emma blushed and hide my face in my chest, "Not anymore," she whisper. I blushed a deep red letting my hand fall, "I so happy," I chuckle. I couldn't have fallen any deeper for her, she has me wrapped around her finger, and I loved ever bit of me. From there, we sleep soundly; after a while I woke up remember everything that had unfolded.

I stroked her back as she lay on me, the tickle of her warm breath blowing against my skin, her soft hair tickling me when she moved; the hole in my heart she filled as slept beside. The romantic beat of her heart against mine. I kissed her on the head, "I love you, Emma," I whisper before falling back asleep. And love her I did.