Written for ladyciaramiggles on tumblr as part of her gf secret Santa gift. The gif set that goes with the part of the story can be found on tumblr; post/154883494009/merry-christmas-ladyciaramiggles-i-was-happy-to

December Moments

Kittens

Killian opened his eyes, not to the sparkling green ones of his wife, but to the dark brown ones of Rumple, who was wagging his tail excitedly. "Rumple, mate. Why are you sharing my bed?"

Killian's answer came in the form of a wet tongue licking up his chin, "Bloody hell, Rump! Your breath is nasty." Reaching over, he scratched Rumple's belly, hoping Emma would come through the door any minute and crawl back into bed. "Where's our girl, Boy?"

Rumple jumped off the bed and sat down, presenting his left paw for Killian's examination.

Noticing the slip of paper attached, Killian gave the dog a few scratches between his ears and removed the note from his lady. The sound of the shower starting, answered the question of where she was; now to answer the question of what she had in mind. Opening the note, he read:

Tick tock my love, today we are going shopping for the Christmas tree and all new decorations for our first Christmas together. I have an idea of how I would like to start the day. I'm in the shower if you would care to join me. Your loving wife.

PS. Rumple has not been out.

"You're on your own this morning boy. I've got plans." Tossing the blankets aside, he padded to the front door and opening it, let Rumple out to take care of his business. After that, he walked back down the hall toward the running shower and was greeted there by steam and a sexy image standing under the spray. Pulling open the shower door he wrapped his arms around Emma's lithe wet body and pulled her tightly against his nude frame, letting her know he was up for whatever she had in mind.

"What took you so long?" she mumbled before pulling his lips down to meet hers. She was slick and wet in more places than one and as their kisses became more passionate, he lifted her up, pressing her against the wall, and joined their bodies together.

The ride was quick, which took the edge off, but once they had reached the peak and he had lowered her feet to the ground, she slid down his body, using her talented mouth and hands to bring him round all over again.

By the time the water began to run cool, his body had been sated several times and turning off the shower he stepped out, wrapping a large towel around his waist. Unfolding another large towel, he took Emma's hand and helped her from the shower, "Let me dry you, love."

Enveloping her in the softness of the towel, he slowly rubbed up and down over both shoulders, down her arms and back up again. Taking a corner in each hand, he circled around her breasts, down under her arms and around to cup her firm behind, pulling her close against his towel clad body.

Secure in his arms, Emma gave him a quick kiss before a concerned look came over her face, "Killian, I hear Rumple. I think he sounds distressed."

Once she mentioned it, Killian heard him too, and dropping his towel pulled on a pair of old sweats that had been cut off, tying them loosely, before striding to the front door Pulling it further open, he could see the dog in the distance, milling around the postbox and sniffing at something on the ground.

As he got further down the walk, closer to the postbox, he could see something black and orange at Rumple's feet. Stopping close to them, he finally had a look at the small balls of fur that had captured the dog's attention. Hearing Emma coming up behind him, he turned and saw that she appeared to be just as enamored with the scene as Rumple was.

"Oh Killian, look! Rumple found kittens!"

"Let's see what you have there, boy." He reached and picked up a little ball of orange fur, gently lifting her tail, before cradling it against his chest. "See here, Swan. We have ourselves a little lass." The kitten started purring and butting her face into his chest. Handing her to Emma, he bent over, picking up the fuzzy black kitten, and after checking turned to Emma. "And here we have a little lad. It appears that our family just increased in size."

"You want to keep them?" Emma asked with a surprised voice.

"Aye, they were found beside the postbox, he said, cuddling the kitten close to his chest. "Someone probably just dumped them and we can't just leave the wee things out here alone."

Emma looked at her husband a long minute to see if he was serious before responding, "Killian, someone had to have left them."

Bending over he gave her a quick kiss, before directing them back to the house, "After everything, Swan?" he asked, that brow quirked, "I think fate was quite good to us, don't you?"

"You're right," both his brows went up, "but don't push it," she said quickly. Giving him another kiss, she moved past him to pull a couple bowls down for water and milk for the new members of the Jones' home. "It seems we're going to have to make a pet store run."

Setting the bowls on the floor, they watched the kittens as they inspected the bowls of liquid. Both used their little paws to bat at the milk, and jumped when it splashed up, then repeated the process over again. Rumple sat close by and watched over their behavior for a short time before sniffing at his breakfast and then going to take a nap, as if bored. Emma looked up at Killian and they burst into laughter at his antics, "Poor Rumple. He may second guess bringing home strays next time."

Putting an arm on each side of Emma, Killian leaned into her space, "I'm going to make a pet store run. Then it's whatever your heart desires," he smirked.

Using her fingers, she walked from the band of his shorts, up across his nicely defined chest muscles to loop her arms around his neck, "Whatever?"

"Whatever," he smirked and wagged his eyebrows.

"I want," she grinned and hesitated a moment, "a big tree, lots of lights, and pretty decorations."

"That's it?"

She giggled, "Well if you insist, a kiss would be nice."

"Not nice, Swan," he turned to walk away.

Grabbing the waistband of his shorts, she tugged him back, earning her a nice view of her commando man, and when he wrapped her in his arms and kissed the living daylights out of her, she had to admit a swoon or two. Watching him as he walked down the hall toward the bedroom, she couldn't help but notice his jaunty walk and just before he turned the corner, the loose strings holding his shorts up lost, and his naked right butt cheek left her replaying their morning shower activities.

Pet Store Findings

Hearing Killian return home from his shopping expedition, she rounded the corner to see Rumple opening the door for him, and that he had so many packages in his arms he looked like Santa Claus.

"Shouldn't you be saying, 'Ho Ho Ho,' with all the packages?" she grinned at him. "Need some help?"

Killian winked at her, "Ha ha. Grab the bakery bag before Rumple gets it first."

Emma took the bag and peered inside, "Oh a bearclaw. Where's yours?"

"I thought I would share yours."

Setting the bag down on the counter, she looked up at him to see if he was serious, but spotting the twinkle in his eye, shook her head at him, and popped it in the microwave to warm.

Killian set the bags down and started unloading. "Alright, I have kitten food, both wet and dry, bowls, a litter box, litter, toys, treats and a bed." He pulled it out with a relish.

"Babe, have you ever had cats? They don't need all these things. They are fine with string, empty bags and boxes," she teased. When he didn't say anything for a minute, she looked up at him to see an almost hurt look on his face. "Are you ok?"

His smile was sad, "My mum loved cats and fed strays all the time, but we never had any as pets." His smile then changed from sad to sheepish, "Think this is too much?"
M
Emma could tell it meant a lot to him and when he met her eyes again grinned, "You really are a big softy, aren't you?"

He cocked his brow before responding, "You didn't complain about my softness this morning, Swan."

She giggled and just shook her head at him, "Need some help putting your purchases away?"

"No, go eat your bearclaw, I've got this."

Taking her pastry she sat down and watched as he carefully measured out food, filled water bowls and showed the tiny kittens where their litter box would be kept. They took to him just like every other creature she had seen him mesmerize with his magic. Her man was truly special, and feeling blessed, she finished her meal and they left the house together.

Tree Shopping

Walking into Tree Town, the fourth Christmas tree lot they had visited, Killian felt like he was a man on a mission. He remembered a few Christmases with the whole family and how his mum, had made it her mission in life to uncover the perfect tree, while he, his father and his brother had given her a hard time. But he had to admit that she always found the perfect tree, and once all the decorations and lights were added, it had been beautiful. He had tried to curb his tree shopping perfectionism, but he wanted this Christmas to be perfect for Emma.

Killian grinned at Emma's muttering behind him and after hearing her say, "What was wrong with the last place we looked?" his grin turned into a full-fledged chuckle. He hooked his arm around her neck and turned them toward the first aisle of trees. "Let me teach you the science behind a great Christmas tree."

Emma snorted and raised her brows, "Seriously?"

"Aye, love, it's a serious business."

"Bullsh.."

Killian laid his lips on hers in a hard kiss to stop the word. Lifting his head, he smirked at her, "Careful Swan, there are ears," he nodded to the tree next to them where an adorable little girl was staring at them while her parents were deciding on a tree.

As they walked up and down each row of trees, Killian began his tutorial of what made the perfect tree. He discussed the merits of what type, from Fraser Fir to Blue Spruce, from the height of the tree to needle length. He also talked about fullness and how long it would last in the Florida weather. "So, Swan, would you like to have a go at choosing our first tree?"

"So the fullness and the lasting ability are important with Christmas trees? I know something else those descriptive words fit."

Killian's ears pinked up, "Swan, we aren't talking about MY abilities," he quipped.

Emma smirked, "What can I say? Your professorness gets me hot."

Killian kissed her quickly and opened his mouth to make a dirty comment but saw the same little girl and her family come around the corner. "A tree first, then we'll check out my lasting ability later, alright, Swan?" he lifted his brow.

"You've got yourself a deal, Captain. If I get it right, do I get a little extra something?"

"Are you sure you can handle it?" he told her popping his T.

Emma didn't respond but moved through the trees like a woman on a mission. After going up and down each aisle and waffling between two, the decision was made.

"Nice job, Swan. Now let's see what other things we need to do today."

Decorating the Tree

Arriving back home, while Killian was untying the tree, Emma carried all the bags into the house. She was met at the door by Rumple, who promptly headed outside, and by the kittens who followed her inside. As she walked toward the front room, they pounced on each other, batted at each other's tails, and chased each other around furniture. Emma shook her head at their silliness and as she was removing the boxes of lights and bulbs from the bags, they were more help than she really needed.

Killian carried the tree in and after he placed it in the stand, they removed the netting and allowed the branches to spread out. "You picked a nice tree here, Swan."

"Only nice?" she remarked lifting her brows. "It's tall, very full, no holes and should last through Christmas. You did say stamina was important after all, didn't you?"

Capturing her lips in a quick, but heated kiss, he agreed, and together they wound lights around the tree, carefully stepping around their four-legged helpers. "Bloody hell, Swan. How many lights did you buy?"

Emma rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders, "What can I say? I like lots of lights. Remember, patience brings its own rewards."

Killian glanced at her sideways, but when she wasn't paying him any mind, he abstained for comment. Shaking his head, he went back to plugging in the last few light strands and they sat back to admire their work. "It's looking good. What's next?"

Pulling the boxes of colorful ornaments out of the bags, she handed one to Killian and using the little hooks, they hung them on the tree. Hearing some crinkling behind them, they looked over to see one kitten hiding in a bag, and the other peering inside, only to have its nose batted at by a tiny paw. After a few assaults, the kittens would trade places and the game would begin all over again. Rumple, who was used to being the center of attention, sat and watched the chaos with a slightly disgruntled look on his face. When he noticed, his humans paying attention to the new kittens, he barked once and disappeared to take a nap.

Once all the ornaments from the boxes were placed on the tree, Killian handed Emma a small box that was gift wrapped, "Open it, love."

"Shouldn't I wait until Christmas Day?"

"Open it now, you'll see why."

Ripping off the paper, Emma opened the box to see a special gift made just for them. Inside was an ornament that had 'Our First Christmas' with their names and wedding date. Turning to Killian, she could tell he was anxious about what she thought. Gently placing it back in the box, she jumped in arms, kissing wherever she could reach all over his face.

When she had launched herself at him, he hadn't been prepared to catch her and they ended up on the floor. Having her in his arms was always a plus, so holding her tight with one hand, he used the other to take hold of her ponytail and direct her lips to his.

The kiss quickly became heated and their hands began a busy exploration of parts untouched for a few hours. The kisses went on until they forgot their surroundings, and gave into feeling, hearing, and sensing only each other. Moving Emma onto her back so that he hovered over, Killian leaned down for another kiss, when something landed on his head, "Bugger that!"

Emma frowned up at him, "What?"

He looked around to see what it was and realized that one of the colored balls had fallen. Picking it up, he showed her, "How come this fell?" Just as he finished his question, from the corner of his eye, he saw a black flash run from the back of the tree, jump and bat off a ball with his tiny paw, and hit it across the floor as if he were playing soccer. "Well, that explains it."

Pulling Emma up, they piled all the boxes in larger bins and Killian took them into another room for storage. Stopping in the doorway of the kitchen, he put up his little surprise and called, "Swan, can you come in here for a moment?"

As she walked around the corner and through the doorway, Killian gathered her in his arms and covered her lips with his, reminding her of the activity that had been kitten interrupted. As their lips slowly parted, their foreheads remaining in contact, Emma smiled at her pirate, "Not that I'm complaining, but what did I do to deserve that?"

He leaned back and pointed up, "It appears there might be some mistletoe above us."

Emma looked up and could see several other door frames and all were adorned with mistletoe. "You've been busy."

"Aye, and I plan to do a lot of collecting over the next month."

"Oh, believe me, I'm not complaining." To prove her point, she grabbed a handful of his shirt and pulled his lips down to hers." Kissing him was a favorite pastime and she planned to spend a lot of time exploring his lips.

The clicking of Rumple's nails on the tile floor broke the spell and after letting Rumple out to take care of business, they turned off all the lights except for the tree, and lay in each other's arms whispering, kissing and other things long into the night.

Holiday Boat Parade

Emma crossed the gangplank onto the deck of the Schwan and shielding her eyes from the bright sun, watched Killian working up on the bridge. When he finally turned, and saw her standing there, he winked and grabbing hold of some rigging, neatly swung down, pulling her into his arms as he landed. Placing a kiss on her lips, he met her eyes, "You alright, Swan?"

Emma snuggled against his chest, kissing the underside of his chin, "Can't a wife come see her husband for no reason?"

He spread his legs, and palmed her behind underneath her lab coat, fitting their torsos more firmly together, "No reason?" he inquired, quirking that brow of his.

Emma giggled, "I don't have time for that! Now kiss me."

"As you wish."

Her eye roll at his use of a movie line was lost in a groan of pleasure at how hot the kiss he gave her quickly became. His lips slid sensuously across hers while his hands subtly moved up and down under her lab coat. So, lost in the taste and feel of each other, they almost forgot where they were until a sharp whistle sounded, followed by, "Get a room!" caused Killian to lift his head and look toward the docks.

Seeing his brother and Elsa walking toward them, he tucked Emma against his side. "Wanker, bugger off!"

"Don't be a git, brother," Liam tossed back at him with a laugh.

Elsa and Emma looked at the brothers and shook their heads at their antics, "Think they'll ever grow up?" Elsa asked.

"I doubt it," Emma responded, smiling up at her husband.

The four talked about little of nothing and Killian showed off the Schwan's decorations for the Holiday boat parade. He and Eddie had lined each sail with strands of white lights as well as placing them around the railing of the ship.

They had just completed their tour of the decorated Schwan when both Emma and Elsa's phones went off at the same time, calling them back to the hospital. "Oh no," they groaned in unison.

Liam tugged Elsa away from Emma and as they descended the stairs, tossed her over his shoulder. "I need to say goodbye to my woman in private." Elsa's face had registered surprise but as silence quickly arrived, it was obvious they were of one accord.

Killian sauntered closer to Emma, and taking hold of her jacked pulled her close, "You will be back in time for the parade, right, Swan?"

Putting her arms around his neck, she toyed with the hair at the nape of his neck and kissed him lightly, "I will. Wait for me if I'm running late?"

"Always, love." As Elsa and Liam came back into view he kissed her again fast, but firmly. "Off with you, or else I might find other ways to keep you occupied," he waggled his eyebrows.

"Later?"

"As you wish," he repeated again and winked.

Shaking her head at him, she looped arms with her sister-in-law and they wound their way back along the boardwalk to Bayside General.

After their departure, Killian had little difficulty convincing Liam to help him finish decorating the ship for the parade. The boat parade started at 7:00 p.m. with other festivities starting at noon, and the brothers were hopeful that their physician spouses wouldn't be gone too long.

Back to Work

Emma walked into the hospital the Wednesday after the boat parade, feeling a mix of melancholy and elation. This place had been her home for the past few years and she had grown, both as a physician and a person. She was going to miss working closely with so many of her friends, but was ready for a new chapter of her career to begin.

Dropping her things in her locker, she pushed through the doors to the ER to see Ruby sitting behind the nurse's station calmly filing her nails. "Morning Ruby, anything new?"

Ruby dropped her nail file, and scooted her chair closer to the counter and whispered, "Shh, don't jinx our last day in chaos. It's been relatively quiet for mid-December, but you never know."

Smiling at her friend, Emma agreed and changed the topic, "So, how are the wedding plans coming along? You have less than a month left as a single woman."

Ruby looked at her and pulled a face, "Why did I say I wanted a big wedding?" Not expecting an answer, she continued, "I'm almost there, but really happy I took off a few weeks before the wedding so I can give it my entire focus." And then her thoughts quickly jumped to another topic. "By the way, how are things with our new office?"

Back in the summer, Emma had been asked about the possibility of joining a large medical practice that included not only several other internists, but also other disciplines as well. Ruby was leaving the ER to become Emma's nurse in the practice. "Good, I think. Last I checked, the painting and carpet were completed, so we should be ready for patients in January. I'm really looking forward to a regular schedule for a while," she sighed before continuing, "Some weeks my schedule is the exact opposite of Killian's."

"Speaking of your hunky husband, how is he?"

Emma got the dreamy smile on her face that always appeared when she was thinking of her husband, "Good. He didn't make it home last night as he had to captain the Bahamas cruise, making it the longest we've been apart since the wedding. I'm hoping he makes it back for our farewell party."

Before Ruby could comment, two ambulances arrived and chaos arrived in the ER, providing a steady stream of patients to keep the staff busy for several hours.

Emma had just finished assuring a new mother that the baldness on the back of her baby's head was perfectly normal and he would eventually grow brand new hair when her phone buzzed.

K: Almost home

Emma couldn't keep the big smile off her face.

E: Good

K: Miss me?

E: Maybe

K: Maybe? Don't tease a man, Swan. My bed in the Captain's quarters was lonely last night. I needed my bar wench.

E: Oh? And if she had been there, what would you have done to her?

K: Why pillage and plunder, of course.

E: Starting with?

K: Well, I'd pull down her shirt until her sweet little nipples popped out and then I'd cover them with my lips.

Emma had just finished reading the sexy text when she heard, "Emma, how are things with you?" and looked up into the eyes of Dr. Hopper. "Are you feeling alright?" he continued, a concerned tone in his voice, "You look a little flushed."

Emma crammed her phone back into the pocket of her lab coat and willed the heat she could feel in her cheeks to subside, "I'm fine, Dr. Hopper, just a lot of rushing around. You know how busy the ER can get."

Nodding his head, he continued, "You are right. Well, take care. I will see you at the party later, right?"

"Oh yes, I will be there. Regina is having Dr. Sven come in to cover the last part of my shift, so there should be no problem."

"That's marvelous to hear, Emma. See you later."

Watching him hurry off down the hall, she waited until he had rounded the corner before pulling her phone back out of her pocket.

E: You almost got me in trouble!

K: Me? What do you mean? I'm not even there.

She just knew that his damn eyebrow had popped up as he was typing that message.

E: What would you do if I brought up certain body parts while you were working?

K: Well love, which body part would you like to bring up?

As she read his message, she could hear him popping his /p/ and then he probably pulled that bottom lip under nibbling on it with his top teeth while waiting for her to answer. Standing there she tried to come up with a sexy rebuttal, but before she could formulate the perfect one, the ER doors swung open and she was pulled back to duty. She sent a quick message;

E: Back to work. See you at the party?

She went back to work but felt her phone buzz shortly after putting it in her pocket, however, it was a while later before she read his response.

K: Yes, and I'll be waiting for an answer.

She smirked thinking maybe her pirate would be 'up' for showing her how much he missed her. Now she needed to come up with a plan that could be executed covertly.

The Party

Killian sauntered into the conference room later than he had anticipated, and the party was in full swing. Standing just inside the door, he could observe his wife without her knowing he was there. She was moving from group to group, obviously well acquainted with many. He felt a smile light his face as he watched her. She had on a form fitting white top with a full red skirt, sexy red shoes and her hair was flowing loosely around her head. Pulling out his phone, he sent her a quick message.

K: Have you given my question some thought?

Slipping his phone back in his pocket, he had just decided to go after her when he heard his name. Turning, he saw Regina winding her way toward him. "Regina, how are things with you and the family?"

Her face lit up as it always did when she was thinking of her family. "They are wonderful and the kids can't wait for Santa. How did your gift go? Did she figure it out?"

Killian scratched behind his ear, a sheepish look on his face, and glanced around to make sure Emma wasn't in earshot. "No, I told her the fates had been good to us, so we shouldn't question it. Tell Robin thanks."

"Who discovered them? Was it you?"

Feeling the tips of his ears burn, Killian remembered why he hadn't been the one to find the kittens, and quipped, "No, that was Rumple. But now he thinks they are his kittens and is busy herding them in an attempt to keep them in line."

Regina smirked, "From everything Emma has told me about that dog of yours, I'm not surprised."

Killian felt a tug on his jacket pocket and caught a whiff of Emma's unique scent before feeling her arm wrap around him, snuggling close, "Not surprised about what?" she asked them both.

He gave Regina a startled look trying to remember exactly what she could have heard before answering, "Not surprised that I was able to come to your party, love. I wouldn't miss it for the world." Putting his arm around her, he pulled her closer to his side, leaning in for a much too short kiss. "Hello, Swan. You look beautiful."

Regina squeezed Emma's arm, "I'll see you later. I'm going to go say hello to Ruby."

When she walked away, Emma ran her hand over Killian's flat stomach, circling his body with both arms. "Did you just get here?"

Cupping her cheek, his thumb running along her jaw, he kissed her once again lightly, "I've not been here long. Can I steal you away for a proper kiss?"

Emma hummed and leaned her head against his shoulder, "I wish, but in just a few minutes they are going to present plaques to Ruby and me, however after that, I might be persuaded," leaving the possibility hanging in the air between them.

"I'll be waiting, love. Shall I get something for us to drink?"

"A glass of bubbly sounds wonderful."

He wandered toward the bar, ordered the drinks and reached into his pocket for a couple bills for a tip, but what he pulled out was a red satiny ball sending his brows sky high. Shoving it back in his pocket, out of sight, "She wants to play, does she?" he murmured. Pulling his phone out, he sent her a message.

K: You wore red. You know what that does to the fit of my trousers.

Delivering Emma's drink to her, he whispered a dirty suggestion in her ear before moving around the room talking to friends and finally settling into a spot against the back wall where he could watch his wife work the room, and where David happened to find him. They had been discussing plans for New Year's Eve when he felt his phone vibrate.

E: I'm in room 114. I need you now!

Biting his lip to keep the excitement off his face, "Mate, something's come up that I need to check on."

David gave him a concerned look, "Things ok?"

Killian's "Couldn't be better" was said as he set his glass on a table and left to find Room 114.

The Storage Closet

Emma ducked out of the party and making sure no one saw her, snuck into the storage closet. With the door shut, she could barely see the outline of the shelves lining the walls and knew that there wouldn't be much room to maneuver, but didn't want to wait until they returned home. Listening for footsteps, she held the door barely open and waited.

Hearing his approach, she felt him pull on the door, and pushing it out, grabbed his hand and yanked him inside shutting the door behind him. Wrapping her hands in his jacket she crashed her lips to his. His lips were firm and demanding and he gave her what she wanted and, wrapping his arms around her, pinned her against a shelf.

The insistence of his tongue separating her lips had her heart racing and her core throbbing. She had missed him and she let him know that, and weaving her fingers through the soft hair at the nape of his neck, met him kiss for kiss. Feeling his body shake with need for her filled her with power and recklessness, and she opened herself to whatever he offered.

Cupping her head with his hand, Killian held her still and moved his lips across her cheek, and down to nip at her earlobe before moving her sweater aside to kiss her neck. Moving closer, he pressed his erection fully against her, fitting himself in the notch of her legs, and as he ground himself against her softness, he forced her legs further apart. Moving to the other side of her neck, he eased her onto his upper thigh and, giving into the frustration he had experienced without her the night before, he moved harder into her, rubbing his stiff cock over her, unabashedly teasing her and making her ride his leg.

Killian ran his hand up her silky bare thigh, feeling the heat of her core reaching out to him. Tugging up her skirt, he ran his hand over her ass, allowing his fingertips to graze the cleft between until his fingers reached her wetness. Dipping into her, he rubbed her clit causing her hips to jerk before palming her and pushing her to ride him harder.

Capturing her lips again, he nipped her bottom lip, before running his tongue over it to soothe, and then methodically began to suck and kiss her mouth one thrust at a time. Feeling her body tremble, he knew she was near and felt that he was in jeopardy of losing control before he was inside of her.

Emma's body was strung taunt and feeling her lungs about to burst, she tore her lips from his, and reached down to pop the button on his tight black jeans. As she lifted the tab and started moving the zipper down over his hard shaft, he hissed, "Watch it, Swan." Palming him over his boxer briefs, she moved them down and stroked Killian's cock, feeling the wetness start to seep out of the engorged head.

Pushing his jeans down, he released his cock, "Put your legs around me, Swan." With one hand, he held her against the shelf, and guided his shaft through her folds, stopping at her opening. Feeling her heat cover the sensitive head, he groaned, bringing forth a shudder in both. Pressing the crown against her core, he let go as she moved downward, sheathing him in her tight warm body. Pleasure burst forth in all directions as she clenched around him.

Rocking back and forth, each time angling his cock to plunge deeper, bringing forth sighs, their breathing rasped loud in the small room. Beads of perspiration formed on his brow and he could feel her body start to tighten around his, and his balls curl up close to the bottom of his shaft. Another pump and she came, her body squeezing his until he shattered, feeling wave after wave roll over him, and capturing her lips, he swallowed the sweet noises she made.

Resting his forehead against hers while their bodies returned to normal, she suddenly tensed. Killian frowned at what could be wrong and opened his mouth to ask when he heard voices outside the door.

~~~
"David," Ruby called, "Have you seen Emma? Regina wants to take some pictures."

"No, maybe the ladies room?"

"How about Killian? Have you seen him?"

"He got a call and said something had come up, and then he disappeared."

Ruby snickered, "Same with Emma. You don't think…?"

"Don't go there Ruby, she's like a sister to me. Let's see if we missed them."

~~~~
Thinking they had moved on, Killian lifted her off his body. Taking a step backward, he lowered her to the ground and as she dropped one leg, she knocked against the shelf, causing a box to fall on the floor. They stilled and held their breath, easing farther apart, and as he tucked himself back in his pants and zipped, he heard David and Ruby's voices drift away.

"Come love, we need to get you cleaned up and back in there."

Emma could feel the remnants of their lovemaking seep from her body, "There's a lady's room right next door. Will you be ok?"

Kissing her firmly on the lips, he smirked, "I'll wear you with pride."

Sneaking out of the room, she left Killian in the hallway and disappeared through the next door. Lost in replaying the last few minutes over again in his mind, Killian didn't realize someone was approaching until he heard the tapping of heels and looked up to see Ruby advancing on him.

"Emma?" she asked with a smirk on her face and a twinkle in her eye.

Killian inclined his head toward the door where his Swan had vanished but returned Ruby's smirk.

As Ruby pushed through the door to the lady's room Killian muttered, "Forgive me, Swan," because knowing Ruby, it wouldn't be pretty.

~~~~
When Ruby pushed open the door, Emma had cleaned up and was straightening her skirt. Blushing slightly at how she had spent the last half hour, she noticed the slight scruff burn on her neck and that her lips, devoid of lipstick, had obviously been thoroughly kissed. "Hey, Rubes. Looking for me?"

Ruby smirked at her and sauntered closer, before pretending to sniff the air, "You just had sex!"

Feeling her face flame, Emma opened and closed her mouth a few times, "Ruby!"

She rolled her eyes, "Relax, Ems. I'm just kidding, but I need to collect my money from Regina," she laughed wickedly.

Emma frowned, "Wait, what? You bet Regina that I was," but she couldn't finish the sentence.

Ruby took pity on her, "Hey, it's no big deal. It's not like Victor and I haven't snuck away a few times." Looking over Emma, she opened her purse and handed her a compact. "Here you can use this to cover the scruff burns, then we need to go have our picture taken."

Using the compact, Emma powdered her face, and, except for her sparkling eyes and just kissed lips, thought she looked close to normal. "How's that?"

Steering them out of the lady's room, Ruby led her back to the ballroom, allowing her to grab Killian's hand along the way. Once back inside, she left him with David and followed Ruby into the melee of goodbyes and good wishes. Later that night she got to show her pirate captain how much she missed him all over again.

Thanks for reading. Part 2 will be posted Christmas Day