This chapter was originally two separate chapters, but they were too short by themselves so now there is one giant chapter. Hope you guys like it!
On Wednesday afternoon Emma arrives to Killian's house with Mary Margaret trailing not far behind her, both of them with several bags in hand. Emma knocks on the door and Killian opens it moments later.
"Swan, Mary Margaret, Welcome come on in," he says opening the door wide enough for them to pass through.
"Wow," MM lets out a low whistle, "you weren't kidding about the house." MM gives Emma a look and Killian laughs.
"I'm touched that you've been talking about me, Swan," he teases her. Emma rolls her eyes.
"I was talking about your house, but whatever. Where can Mary Margaret set up?" Emma asks.
"Follow me ladies," he says before making his way up the stairs. They follow him and he leads them to the guest room she stayed in last time.
"I'm sure this will give you enough space to spread out with various makeup products I know nothing about," he says standing in the doorway.
"Oh come now, Killian I've seen you on stage you certainly know what eyeliner is," MM calls him out and Killian's jaw drops and a blush crosses his cheeks. Emma cracks up laughing.
"Wow you've made him speechless, you'll have to teach me how to do that," Emma says once she's recovered. His jaw finally snaps shut and he collects himself.
"I'll let you get to it then," he nods before leaving. Emma lets MM do her thing really most of it involves her sitting as still as she can with occasionally looking up or down. Her hair get swept up into an intricate updo, which Emma just tries not to touch with fear of messing it up no matter how much hair spray is in it.
"You're fidgeting, what on earth could you be nervous about? It's a charity gala," MM scolds her, in true motherly fashion.
"There's a red carpet," Emma sighs.
"I know you don't like them, but you'll be fine. I'm sure Regina has thoroughly prepared Killian for that. You two have nothing to worry about," she encourages her friend.
"I'm sure Regina has," she smiles slightly, "I still hate them." Mary Margaret frowns at this, looking at her friend.
"Oh my god you like him," she calls out as if she just figured out the answer to a question no one asked.
"What? Who?" Emma says, confused as to what's going on.
"Killian, you like him," MM says, looking at her friend in the mirror, stopping what she is doing for a moment.
"What? No I-" Emma starts and when she sees the look Mary Margaret is giving her she stops, "Maybe I like him, but I don't know him. Please don't make a big deal out of this."
"What changed?" Is all her closest friend asks, putting some finishing touches on her makeup.
"We kissed," Emma whispers. MM lifts an eyebrow.
"Yeah the whole world saw that. I texted you that night and it didn't seem like a big deal," she shrugs, before she sprays Emma's face with setting spray.
"No, we kissed at Graham's party and it's different with him. He's different," Emma shakes her head.
"You know having something with him wouldn't be the worst thing ever," Mary Margaret tells her friend.
"You're the one who warned me against having feelings for him," Emma frowns.
"I know, but he has a bad boy reputation. I'm not proud of this, but I thought it was true. He seems like a good guy, I mean he blushed when I teased him about eyeliner. Bad boys out to break your heart don't blush. Follow your heart," she smiles before moving to the garment bag hanging in the closet.
"Where has that gotten me in the past?" Emma asks standing up from her chair that Killian was nice enough to bring in for them.
"That's only because they weren't good men. Now come on you need to get into this dress," MM gestures for her to come closer. Once the dress is zipped and her heels are on they head downstairs.
Regina and Killian are talking at the bottom of the stairs waiting for them. Their conversation stops when Killian catches sight of Emma.
"You don't need wit to make him speechless, just a good dress," Mary Margaret whispers so only Emma hears, a blush rises in her cheeks. They reach the bottom of the steps and Killian smiles.
"You certainly clean up well, love," he teases.
"You're not bad yourself, Jones," she smirks, glancing over him a tux, which he certainly fills out well. Regina and MM rush them out the door claiming they will be late. Once in the back seat of the town car they relax a little.
"So I've been meaning to ask you something," he starts and she gives him an apprehensive look, "Is Emma Swan a stage name?" she releases a sigh of relief at this. She thought he'd ask about past relationships or something.
"No, that's my legal name, although a lot of people think it isn't," she tells him easily.
"You don't meet a lot of Swans is the only reason I ask," he tries to explain.
"You don't meet a lot of Killians," she smirks.
"Fair enough, but did you choose Swan?" he asks.
"In way. One of my foster families when I was younger sent me back after they had their own kid. I kept their name to remember that family is who chooses you," she says not quite looking at him, not wanting to see if there is pity in his eyes. He places a hand on her knee and her eyes lock on his.
"Thank you for telling me that, love," he says sincerely, no trace of pity.
"As long as we are playing the question game, how did you get that scar on your hand?" she lashes out, knowing whatever happened can't be good. He grimaces confirming her suspicions. He looks down at the hand before looking back up at her.
"My late fiance and I were in a car accident, drunk driver plowed into us. She died on impact. Glass from the window went straight through my hand and a few other places. Had to go through a few hours of surgery to keep my most of the nerves in my hand, even after all of that they're still pretty damaged," he explains and she feels awful for bringing it up at all. She slips her hand into his and gazes into his blue eyes.
"Thanks are sharing that with me," she says, hoping he understands she does not pity him. That she understands his struggle. That her loved ones have left her too, in not quite the same way, but they left all the same . He simply nods and she gives his hand a squeeze. When they arrive to the venue they both look nervous and antsy. Before the door opens Killian looks to Emma.
"Ready, love?" he asks her. She squares her shoulders and looks to him.
"Yeah, it's showtime." The car door opens and there are flashing cameras everywhere. Killian exits the car first in order to help Emma out of the car. She takes his hand and they make their way down the red carpet. They pose separately for a few pictures, but for the most part they are pictured together, attached to each other's hip. At one point Killian's hand dips even lower than her hip, giving her ass a firm squeeze, which warrants a death glare from Emma.
"Just making sure you were still paying attention, love," he winks at her as his hand slides back up.
"You've got a lot of balls, Jones," she says through a smile.
"Oh come now, love I think you liked that more than you admit," he teases her. His comment takes her back because she did like it, but she sure as hell wasn't going to tell him that. A blush crosses over her cheeks.
"I'll take that as a yes then," he smirks, just before kissing her on the cheek, "just making sure the cameras get what they need," he whispers in her ear. That causes shivers to run down her spine, god does she want him. He's teasing her and she can do the same to him. She sneaks her hand up his chest, resting her hand at the back of his neck, playing with the edge of hair. She bats her eyelashes at him before pulling him in for a quick kiss. She pulls back smiling.
"Oh I'm sure they do," she tells him. She intertwines her fingers with his, pulling him down the red carpet.
Once inside the event room Killian nudges and nods towards the dance floor. Where several couples are already dancing.
"What do you say, Swan?" he asks her, his hand placed on her lower back.
"No way, I told you I have two left feet. I have no clue how to do whatever it is they're doing," she tells him wide eyed.
"It's a waltz. I told you that you just need a partner who knows what he's doing. Come on, take a leap of faith," he smirks at her.
"Alright, one dance and I still might step on your toes," she warns him. He just chuckles as they walk forward. They start with a new song and he places a hand on her waist and takes one of her hands in his. He guides them through the dance.
"I feel ridiculous," she mutters.
"You're doing fine. Haven't stepped on my toes once, you're quite the natural," he tells her with a soft smile. She blushes.
"I'm sure you tell that to all the girls," she jokes, trying to deflect his compliment. Emma doesn't even notice when one song fades into the next and they keep dancing.
"I certainly don't, I haven't danced with anyone like this in years," he states.
"I still can't believe you know how to dance like this," she says shaking her head.
"I have many skills you haven't seen yet," he winks and she rolls her eyes.
"I'm sure you do," she snorts. With another turn around the dance floor he dips her and presses a feather light kiss into her lips before bringing her back up, which he does with no difficulty. She's left a little breathless, she knows MM is right that she should take a leap of faith and follow her heart or whatever. There is no denying that there is something very real between them. The song ends and everyone is instructed to take their seats. Emma hadn't even realized how much time had passed. Hand in hand they make their way to their table. Dinner is delicious and they make polite conversation with their table mates.
Later the auction begins and Killian surprises her by bidding on a weekend in Sonoma and winning. Emma gives him a strange look, she didn't think he would bid on anything.
"The weekend is for two, Swan. What do you say?" he says with a quirk of his eyebrow. She decides to trust him.
"How soon can we go and how private is this place?" she asks him. Emma can see the surprise on his face now.
"I'm not sure on either of those questions, but I will find out," he tells her. She places a hand on his chest a presses a kiss into his lips. He holds tight onto her, not sure where all this is coming from, but not wanting it to go anywhere.
It's not long after that the couple leaves the party. When he's about to instruct the driver to Emma's house she shakes her head and her hands moves up his thigh.
"Unless you have any objections?" she asks and he shakes his head. He instructs the driver to his house and puts up the partition in the car before pulling Emma into his arms. He cradles her head and kisses her with every ounce of passion he has. She responds in kind, her hands travel into his hair and pull tight cause him to groan into her mouth. His hand travels down and his hand massages her nipple through her dress and now it's her turn to gasp. They pull away both their pupils blown wide.
"Not that I want this to end, but are you sure?" he asks her gazing into her jade green eyes. She smiles and kisses his forehead.
"Yes," then a kiss on his cheek, "I," then another on his other cheek, "am," she says with a final kiss on his lips. His lips don't leave hers until the car reaches Killian's house. Reluctantly they part and make their way out of the car. Once the front door shuts behind them they can't keep their hands off each other. They barely make it to Killian's bed before she has his pants off her hand dipping into his boxer briefs to grab his very prominent erection. With haste he shucks those to the floor and she slides down onto her knees to take him into her mouth. Killian throws his head back and lets out a moan.
"Bloody hell, Emma," he says through his teeth. Her head moves up and down his cock while her hands massage his balls, he might just come before he sink into her if she keeps that up. He pulls away and her mouth makes a delicious popping sound when she releases him.
"Too much?" she says with a wicked grin. He shakes his head and helps her up. His hand moves between her folds finding her clit and watches her gasp as his fingers move.
"It was delightful darling, but I didn't want to come in your mouth. At least not this time," he whispers in her ear. He moves her back against the bed until her calves hit the bed. They both don't waste any time in getting naked. It's his turn to kneel down and he presses kisses up the inside of her thighs causing her to squirm. He licks a strip up her slit and kissing her clit, sucking on it gently. Emma's hand clench the bed spread, her body writhing under his touch.
"Hmmm, love you taste divine," he tells her before continuing his work with his tongue. She's biting her lip and he stops. She looks down to him dazed and confused as to why he stopped.
"Don't do that, I want to hear every sound you make," he tells her before diving back in. His lips suck her clit and she screams out his name and that sound alone almost makes him come. He slips a couple fingers into her and begins moving he wants her to come all over his fingers before he makes her come over his cock.
She can feel her orgasm building, normally a man can't get her to come with just his mouth, but dear god does Killian know what to do with his tongue.
"Killian!" she moans and with one last flick of his tongue she comes over his fingers. He moves his fingers gently letting her ride out her high, pressing a final kiss into her thigh. He pulls his fingers out of her and sucks her essence off. My gods she tastes more divine than he could have ever imagined. Her eyes snap open when he plunges his cock into her. She wraps her legs around his waist. She pulls him down for a searing kiss, his lips leave hers to trail kisses down her neck and onto her breast.
"Killian," she breathes out.
"Yes, love?" he asks after his tongue makes it way over her nipple.
"Move." She growls her feet digging into his ass, bringing his closer.
"With pleasure," he says as he pulls back and snaps his hips forward causing the most delightful moan to fall from her mouth. He moves at an amazing pace, something Emma's not sure she'll ever get enough of. She nails rake down his back, leaving red angry lines. She's getting close to her second orgasm and she knows he can't be far behind her. He senses it too and his hand moves down to where they're joined and massages her clit causing her to scream out his name again. That action alone causes him to come with her falling over the edge behind him. He collapses on top of her, but not withdrawing from her. Their heavy pants fill the now quiet room. Once he regains his breathe he pulls out of her and she whimpers at the loss of him. He presses a quick kiss into her cheek. On shaky legs he then stands and goes into bathroom grabbing a couple of towels, wetting one of them. She's practically half asleep when he comes back out. Gently he cleans her up then dries her off. After doing the same for himself Killian tosses the towels to the side before climbing into bed pulling her close. He drifts asleep with Emma in his arms.
Emma wakes up the next morning hot and not quite remembering where she is. It takes a minute, but she realizes she's in bed with Killian Jones with him wrapped around her. His arm across her stomach and their legs intertwined. She then remembers everything from the night before. She knew they had chemistry, but she didn't expect the sex to be like that. Part of her still wants to run, but a larger part of her wants to stay, wants to know him.
"Love, it's far too early for whatever you're thinking so hard about," he mumbles and causes her to jump slightly because she had no idea he was awake. His eyes aren't even open.
"There is no way you could have known that you're not even awake," she states and his eyes finally open.
"I could feel it and I am now," he kisses her and she melts a little bit in his arms, "Do you have anywhere to be today?" he asks her. She shakes her head.
"Not until later, I promised David and MM I'd have dinner with them," she explains.
"No worries I have band practice later. How about I make you some breakfast?" he asks her and she smiles.
"I'd like that, but I'm definitely using your shower first," she states.
"Please feel free to use whatever is in the bathroom. I'll be waiting downstairs," he kisses her forehead before making his way down the steps. Emma gets out of the bed and takes out the million little bobby pins that were still somehow in her hair. She turns on the hot water all the way and removes whatever makeup is left on her face before stepping under the hot spray of water.
She won't deny she's still a little scared. The last time she let someone get close it destroyed her. This time feels different though, Killian's different. Killian's not him. What's she feels for Killian doesn't even come close to anything she's felt before.
She steps out of the shower and dries off and slips on his sweatpants and t-shirt she finds in his closet. It's not like she has anything else to wear besides her dress from last night. She makes her way downstairs and finds him humming while beating some eggs. When he spots her Killian stops with his mouth open slightly. Quickly he collects himself as she approaches him.
"I hope this is alright I just didn't feel like wearing a ballgown to breakfast," she jokes. He pulls her in for a searing kiss.
"It's more than fine. I was just thinking about how you should wear my clothes more often," he says once he let go of her. She sits on the counter while she watches him work. They end up having bacon, eggs and pancakes. Emma can't remember the last time she woke up with someone and had breakfast the next day. It was unexpectedly nice and this part didn't scare her one bit.
"Are you ready for the concert tomorrow?" she asks him as she helps him clean up. Something he protested, claiming she was a guest in his home. There wasn't much he could do to stop her when she just started clearing off the table and doing the dishes.
"Aye, I think so. We have a new song we're debuting, so we're a little nervous to play it for the first time," he tells her scratching his ear.
"I'm sure it's great. I can't wait to hear it," she encourages him.
"Thank you, love," he smiles. They finish cleaning up and Killian takes Emma home with promises to see her tomorrow.
Emma gets ready for the concert and is a little nervous. She tried to get Ruby or Mary Margaret to come with her, but they were both busy. She intends to knock Killian's socks off with her outfit. She pulls on leather pants and a tight fitting Black Sails shirt. She curls her hair and some simple makeup. Regina sent a car that is on time to take her to the venue early.
Once at the venue Emma sees some paparazzi lingering by the back entrance trying to catch a glimpse of someone entering or exiting. She takes a deep breath before making her way through them, as usual she blocks them out not listening to a word they have to say. Once at the VIP entrance she gives her name to the security guard who let's her through quickly.
Emma's lead back to the band's green room where the guys are messing around and Regina is on her laptop in the corner. Killian stops dead in his tracks when he sees Emma.
"Swan," he gulps and Will lets out a wolf whistle. Which earns him a sharp look from Killian, who walks up to Emma.
"Jones," she smirks at his reaction and looks at Will, "You must be Will, nice to meet you," she nods.
"Nice to meet you too. This one here never shuts up about you," Will says gesturing towards Killian, who blushes.
"No Mary Margaret or Ruby?" Killian asks her, ignoring Will altogether.
"No, both busy. Looks like you're stuck with just me tonight," she grins.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," he smirks. Killian leads them to the couch and she gets to witness each of their different pre-show rituals. Robin is sitting in the corner headphones in, going through the motions of playing the drums. Will plays video games and Killian paces back and forth mumbling to himself.
Just before the guys are set to go onstage Regina beckons Emma, who follows.
"Here's your pass and I only request you don't get too drunk you can't stand tonight. You'll be in the VIP section in front of the stage. Security will be with you in the crowd and will bring you back here afterwards," Regina explains. Emma takes the pass and hangs it around her neck. Before the show Emma gives Killian and quick kiss and some words of encouragement before security takes her out.
Sure enough Emma is front and center. Throughout the show Killian will smile down to her. She's never seen them live, but oh my god they're amazing, better than she ever imagined. She takes so many pictures and videos. She loves all their songs. They save their new song for the end and she's not surprised by that at all. She is surprised when Killian switches to an acoustic guitar for the song. Killian walks back to the microphone.
"Tonight we have a new song for you guys," the whole crowd roars with cheers, "I hope you guys like it, we've been working hard making sure it's ready for you," he says never taking his eyes off Emma.
"I don't think they're ready, what do you think, Robin?" Will messes with the crowd, who starts cheering wildly. Robin shakes his head.
"I can't hear them, do you think they want to hear it?" Robin teases. The crowds roars even louder this time and Killian nods.
"Alright I guess they're ready now," Killian jokes, "This song is called Since We're Alone," Killian smiles. The song starts off and it softer and a little slower than their other songs. Killian sings the first few lines.
"Like the rain on a sunny day
There's a shadow behind your face
Tell me what you're running from
I don't know what made you so afraid," he voices plays out through the speakers. That line catches her attention, his eyes piercing through her.
"Don't you know you got the best of me?
Yeah, you're everything I want," Killian continues on. Her heart almost stops in her chest at this, it certainly takes her breath away.
"Anyone can see
Anyone can see
Your heartache, heartache," Killian sings.
"Heartache, heartache," Will echoes.
"You can talk to me
It's more than skin deep
But I'm trying, yeah," Killian closes his eyes here. Fuck, is this song about her?
"Trying," Will echoes again.
"Since we're alone
Yeah, you can show me your heart
If you put it all in my hand
No, I swear
No, I won't break it apart
Yeah, since we're alone
Show me all that you are
And if you get lost in the light
It's okay, I can see in the dark," Killian sings with a confident smirk on his face. Will takes over the next part.
"All your thoughts running through your head
The things you think better left unsaid
Just wanna know where you came from
Why would you wanna play someone else?
I love you best when you're just yourself
Yeah, you're everything I want." Not once does she take her eyes off of Killian. The chorus starts again and god, she's never felt anything like this in her life. She never felt this strongly about him, never. She knows it's only been a short time, but she thinks she's falling for him and that terrifies her. No one has been this close to her in a long time.
"Since we're alone
Yeah, you can show me your heart," Killian takes over again.
"Show me your heart," Will echoes.
"If you put it all in my hand
No, I swear
No, I won't break it apart."
"Break it apart, yeah," Will echoes.
"Yeah, since we're alone
Show me all that you are," Killian croons.
"Show me all that you are," Will matches.
"And if you get lost in the light
It's okay, I can see in the dark," Killian says while strumming away.
"I can see in the dark," Will matches Killian again. Now there are tears pooling in her eyes. The tough bad boy Killian Jones wrote her a sappy love song and it warms her heart. She doesn't even have the words to tell him how much she loves it.
"Since we're alone, lone, lone
Alone
Show me your heart
Since we're alone, lone, lone
Yeah, we're alone now
Show me your heart," Killian finishes the song with a dramatic flourish. Emma has no words for what she's feeling. He gives her a concerned look and she just shakes her head, smiling. A grins spread across his face. The crowd loves the song and they are cheering so loud that night. The guys take a bow after that and the show's over. Security takes her backstage and she practically runs into the band. Once she realizes who it is, Emma grabs Killian by the shirt and pulls him in for a kiss. His arms wrap around her and hold tight. He deepens the kiss and just then Will clears his throat and they break apart, Emma blushing. They walk hand in hand back to the green room.
Regina is waiting for them smiling looking like she could burst from the seems.
"Everyone loves your new song! It will be released as a single when the rest of the album is ready," Regina says with a look to Killian, who just nods.
"On it boss," he mock salutes her.
"Also you have been nominated for several iHeartRadio awards. The nominees were just announced," Regina smiles. Her husband swoops in for a kiss. Killian scoops Emma in his arms and swings her in a circle. His happiness is so infectious she laughs at this. Will pours himself a drink. They all settle down after a few minutes celebration. After the surprise fades away a sinking feeling grows in Emma's stomach. She'll have to go and he'll be there.
"So Miss Swan, the iHeartRadio awards will be held in about three weeks. I'm sure you'll be able to attend?" she asks, even though at this point they all know there's not much of a choice. In this moment she really wishes she had a choice. She wishes she could say no or unfortunately I'm busy that night, but that is impossible to say because of that damned contract. Emma's stomach drops and her heart rate spikes. He will be there, he always is. Him and his stupidly good band. She pushes her panic down and clears her throat.
"Of course," she nods, feeling like she's going to throw up. Regina just smiles and turns to Robin, the two immediately get lost in conversation. Emma clenches Killian's hand without even thinking about it
"Love, are you alright?" he whispers, concerned. She let's go of his hand. Emma puts on a good face, but he knows when something is wrong with her. He may not know what it is, but something has upset her.
"I'm fine," she lies, he doesn't know about that, "Your show was amazing. The guys were great. You were great. That new song..." She rambles on, distracting herself from the pit in her stomach.
"Thank you, Swan. The new song is just the beginning," he tells her. Killian knows she's not telling him the truth, but he won't push her. He'll let her tell him in her own time. He wants to tell her the new song is about her, but that's something she needs to figure out for herself.
That night he takes Emma home kissing her against her front door and she has half the mind to invite him inside, but she has an early morning. Rather reluctantly he leaves and she's sad to watch him go.
A couple of days later David and Emma swing by Killian's house to talk with him and Regina to discuss some details about their upcoming schedules. Killian and Emma sit back and let them work, that is until the awards show comes up.
"The iHeartRadio award show is that Sunday night," Regina says, shaking her head while looking at the calendar. David turns to Emma, with a concerned look on his face.
"Ems, are you sure about that?" he asks her. It's just an award show, what would be concerning about it? Killian muses. None of this makes sense. Emma's panicked reaction when Regina brought it up last week and now this.
"David, it's fine," she snaps sternly. Regina raises an eyebrow at this and looks to Killian who shrugs, not having a clue what's going on. He hasn't seen her since the concert she's been busy with meetings for the bond movie and he's been trying to finish up the last couple of songs for the album. He knows something is bothering her, but it never seemed like the right time to talk about it. Hell, they haven't even talked about what happened after the gala.
"I know, but-" David starts, but she interrupts him.
"We're not having this conversation again. I said I'd go, so I will," she snaps and stands up, "Excuse me, I need some air." With that she bolts out of the kitchen and out onto his patio. Killian gets up and follows Emma out. He finds Emma with her back towards the house, looking out at the view.
"Emma, what's going on?" he asks, getting straight to the point. She sighs and looks at him, eyes full of anger.
"My ex will be at the award show," she says through her teeth. She's mad, but there is something else there as well.
"Ah I see. I take it that things didn't end well with you two?" he asks.
"You would be correct. He's a vindictive bastard, he won't pass up on the opportunity to confront me," she shakes her head. Killian wraps his arm around her shoulders and pulls her in.
"I'll be there, Robin will be there, and Will too. There will be plenty of people by your side and to keep him away from you. I dare him to say anything to my woman," he says which elicits an eye roll and a smack of his chest from her, "Ah, there's my Swan." She chuckles at this.
"Thank you. I haven't seen him since… well it's been awhile," she says.
"What are fake boyfriends for?" he jokes and she smiles again. My gods if he could keep that smile on her face all the time he would.
"We both know this isn't fake anymore," she tells him, stepping out of his arms.
"I know that, but I must admit it is rather fun to tease you, even if it only gets a smile out of you," he tells her.
"You need to stop saying things like that," she sighs.
"Oh yeah and why's that?" he asks tilting his head.
"Because it makes me like you more than I should," she admits before heading back inside, he gladly follows her. He'd follow her anywhere.
This song is my whole inspiration for this story. I heard it and knew it fit Captain Swan perfectly. Hope you guys liked the chapter! Thanks for reading.