Following three sharp knocks Emma opens the door to find none other than Killian standing on her porch. She smiles and opens the door wider.
"What are you doing here?" she asks him, gesturing for him to come in. He walks in and kisses her cheek, causing her to blush.
"Our schedules are about to be crazy between you filming and recording the new album. I figured that this weekend would be the only chance we would have to use that weekend in Sonoma that I bidded on. Pack your bags Swan, we're going to wine country," he smirks.
"What? I mean I have to call David, make sure I don't have any events," she says quickly.
"Already done, love. He said to have a good time, that you deserve it. Regina will have paparazzi take pictures of us leaving, but we will have a relatively private weekend," he tells her. She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him in for kiss. Once they pull apart she rests her forehead against his.
"You thought of everything huh?" she asks.
"Just about," he chuckles.
"When do we leave?" she asks releasing him.
"Now, I was serious get to packing Swan. The car is waiting," he teases her. She rolls her eyes and kisses his cheek before heading upstairs. Once she packs just about anything she'll think she'll need they head out to a private airport. Paparazzi catch them there and snap several pictures of them holding hands and one of Killian pressing a kiss into her cheek. A few of them asked the couple where they were going. To which Killian replied if they knew then it wouldn't be a private get away, Emma as always says nothing.
Once on the small, but luxurious private plane they can relax. Emma finds herself snuggled up in Killian's lap lazily exchanging kisses and lingering touches.
"Love," he mumbles after a particularly rousing kiss.
"Yes," she says, looking down on him her hair framing her face. He tucks a few strands behind her ear, so he can properly see her face. My gods she is beautiful. Killian muses.
"I'm content to kiss you all day, but Emma what are we before I jump to some conclusion?" he asks her. She stiffens a little bit in his grasp.
"I told you I'm not any good at relationships, but I'm yours if you'll have me," she tells him. He smiles and pulls her in for another kiss.
"Only if you'll have me, Swan," he says leaning his forehead against hers. It's her turn to kiss him, her legs straddling him. His hands on her low back pulling her close to him. He holds on tight and picks her up. At this she releases a small gasp and her eyes spring open.
"Where...?" she asks not quite finishing her thought.
"There is a bed on this plane," he says with a devilish grin and her eyes fill with lust.
"Lead the way," she whispers. He takes into a small bedroom in the back of the plane. Once the door shuts they break apart to undress quickly, knowing they don't have a lot of time. Emma lays back on the bed and brings Killian down with her. While sucking at the sensitive spot just behind her ear Killian's hand travels between her legs, quickly finding her clit. His movements are slow and lingering, teasing her and driving her mad. In retaliation Emma grasps his cock, pumping it slowly. His lips leave her neck and he rests his head against hers.
"You're not playing fair," he growls.
"Neither are you," she says with a smirk and a final pump. He hisses and she lets go. Killian kisses her cheek before fishing out a condom from his jeans. He quickly rolls it on before returning to Emma.
Emma pins him against the bed and hovers over him. He smirks and interlaces his hands with hers. He nods and she guides herself down onto his cock. Once she fully engulfs him they both let out a moan. She begins to move quickly knowing their time is limited. Killian hisses and mumbles her name knowing they have to be relatively quiet. One of his hands travels to her breasts holding it in his grasp. He rolls her nipple between his fingers and causes Emma bites her lip to stop from moaning out. In Emma's moment of hesitation Killian takes the opportunity to change positions. His hips snap forward and Emma can't hold back the moan this time, the sweet sounds of her moan fill the small bedroom.
Killian's pace picks up and Emma bites her lip again, it turns Killian on to no end and brings him closer to the brink seeing her spread out beneath him. His hand moves to her clit, rubbing it in fast tight circles making sure Emma falls over the edge with him. Their rhythm maintaining a steady pace Emma comes apart around him and a few quick thrusts later he finishes in the condom. Killian pulls out and Emma whimpers at the loss. He pulls off the condom and disposes of it. Killian comes back to bed and kisses Emma softly.
"You know that's not a bad way to start a vacation, if I knew this is how it was going to start I would've packed faster," Emma jokes and Killian chuckles.
"I'll keep that in mind, love," Killian kisses her cheek. They lie together for a few minutes before there is a knock at the door.
"We'll be landing in a few minutes," the flight attendant says through the door. Emma buries her head in his chest.
"Do you think they'll mind if we don't leave?" she mutters.
"Yes I do unfortunately," he tells her. She groans but get up. They dress quickly and Emma adjusts her fingers through her hair in an effort to make it presentable. The flight attendant does make them sit down for the landing, much to Emma's annoyance. In the end she throws her hair up in a ponytail. For the landing Emma grabs Killian's hand and squeezes it tight. He raises an eyebrow questioning her move.
"Sorry," she eases her grip on his hand slightly, "I'm just not a fan of landings." She comments leaning her head back and trying to relax.
"It's alright. When the band flies Will cannot handle himself at all. He needs a drink or a sleeping pill in order to be manageable," he tells her in the hopes of distracting her.
"Seriously? Even after all this time?" she asks.
"He just not someone meant to fly. He likes solid ground," he says. Without Emma even noticing the plane landing. She looks out the window and looks shocked.
"That wasn't too bad was it?" he asks her and she shakes her head. True to Killian's word there are no photographers when they get off the plane. Emma releases the tension in her shoulders and feels like she can actually relax on this trip.
When they arrive at the winery the couple are escorted to a small villa overlooking the vineyard. Emma looks out over their view as Killian wraps an arm around her waist.
"It's beautiful," she sighs and Killian hums in agreement.
"I have a tour of the vineyard scheduled in thirty minutes which is followed by lunch or we can stay here if you want to rest," he offers.
"A tour sounds good. I don't know about you, but I'm ready for some wine," she smiles before kissing him. Throughout the tour they walk hand in hand behind the chatty and easily excited staff member. Emma just rolls her eyes at the girl's insane giggling at what seems like every one of Killian's remarks. Each time Emma just smiles and grips Killian's hand a little tighter.
"Jealous much?" he whispers into her ear, his tone teasing and light. She blushes, but smirks.
"What can I say I'm only human," she teases back causing him to laugh.
After their tour the perky staff member gives them a tasting of some of the wines, which Killian insists on buy several bottle of each. From there the couple is lead to a private dinner.
"You know I really thought you were going to burn a hole through her head with your death glare, or you know cut off blood flow to my hand," he jokes.
"She was flirting with you and she was very obvious about it," Emma points out.
"She was, but I only have eyes for you, love," he reminds her. Her jaw drops and she then snaps it shut.
"Wow that was really cheesy, but pretty damn cute," she smiles before sipping her wine.
"I'm glad you think so," he says just as their food arrives. Throughout their meal Emma ponders on the fact that she knows sooner rather than later she needs to tell Killian about him. Emma's nervous because she figures if they are going to face him soon Killian deserves to know what him and the guys are getting into. Telling Killian that won't be easy though, and he'll be one of the few people who know.
"Killian?" she says, unsure of how to start this exactly.
"Yes, love?" he turns to face her and sees the expression on her face.
"I-um I realized that I didn't tell you who we're looking to avoid at the awards show," she says diving right in and he shakes his head, "Neal Cassidy."
"As in Neal Cassidy of Lost Boys?" he asks, a little shocked.
"The very same. We dated before either of us got famous," she starts and he realizes she's about to tell him everything.
"Emma, you don't have to," he starts and she just gives him a look that silences him.
"Killian, I don't do anything I don't want to do. We were young and broke, so broke he turned to some less legal ways of making money. I wasn't a fan of it and I told him as much. I mean I was no angel when I was younger, but a story for another time. He said he would stop because he loved me and wanted both of us to hit it big. He left my place the next morning and didn't come back. I was heartbroken I couldn't believe he would do that to me, but after unanswered phone calls and texts I got the message," she stops a second before moving on.
"Two months later I found out I was pregnant. At the time I'm broke, working as a bail bonds person because I haven't landed a role yet and don't have anyone besides David and Mary Margaret. I decided I would give the baby up for adoption, I was losing faith I'd ever get a part. That I'd ever make any money to raise a kid, or even any money. I wanted to give the kid it's best chance. Guilt ate at me because Neal didn't know. Despite him hurting me, he deserved to know, it was his kid too. His old number was disconnected and Lost Boys first single was out, so I had David reach out to his manager. Nothing came of that and soon the agency wouldn't return our calls. We talked to a lawyer and he notified the agency's lawyer that if Neal didn't contact me then he would be giving up his parental rights. That finally seemed to catch his attention. He showed up to my place late at night and told me to get rid of the kid, that he wanted nothing to do with it. That nothing was getting in his way of being a rockstar. I slammed the door in face and he left. That was the last time I saw him. Six months later the kid was born and he went to a nice couple from San Diego," she finishes the story and a single tear trickles down her cheek. She wipes it away quickly. Killian reaches across the table and takes her hand in his. He gives it a light squeeze.
"Emma, I'm sorry that happened to you. And frankly it's going to take everything I have to not punch that fucker in the face," he says, his voice bubbling with anger.
"He's not worth it I assure you. If we're doing all this work for your image I'll not have you fuck it up by punching someone on the red carpet," she says sternly.
"Fine, I'll behave," he sighs dramatically and she rolls her eyes.
"You better," she says with a shake of her head. Hand in hand they walk through the vineyard slowly, occasionally stopping and making out. As the stars start appearing in the sky Emma gazes into Killian's eyes and she realizes that she has never been as happy as she is when she is on Killian's arms. Killian brushes a strand of hair out of her face.
"What are you thinking so hard about?" Killian asks her before pressing a kiss into her neck.
"You," she moans as he starts to suck on the sensitive spot on her neck. He stops and catches her gaze.
"What about me?" he asks.
"This is just the happiest I have been in a while and it's because of you," she tells him.
"I'm glad to hear that because I'm happy too," he smiles down at her. She wraps his arms around the back of his neck.
"Good, now take me to bed," she whispers with smirk. Suddenly he picks her up fireman style and she lets out a little squeal.
"As you wish, love," he chuckles.
"Jones!" she cries out.
"What you don't like the view, love? Because I must say this view of you is quite tantalizing," he says his voice husky. Emma swats his ass and that gets a chuckle out of Killian.
"Oh don't worry I like the view," she says shaking her head. Once they get close to the cottage Killian sets down Emma. The moment she regains her footing she pushes him against the cottage door, kissing him fiercely and breaking away quickly.
"Two can play at that game," she teases and Killian looks completely dazed in the best way possible. With a shake of his head he comes back to reality and lets them into the cottage.
Despite their heated exchange outside Killian brings Emma into his arms and kisses her softly. Her hands rest on his biceps, his hand slipping to her low back. They move backwards toward the bedroom slowly. Emma calves hit the bed first and they separate for the first time. She lies down on the bed and Killian stands between her legs, he hoovers over Emma his hands on either side of her head. His head dips and kisses her once again. She's never felt like this with anyone, not even Neal. He breaks away and takes off his shirt, she sits up and does the same. Slowly but surely they remove all their clothing and Killian slips on a condom. Emma pulls Killian onto the bed and looks into his eyes.
"Killian," she whispers.
"Yes, love?" he asks her, a curious look on his face.
"Make love to me?" she asks, not blinking just staring into his deep blue eyes. If he's shocked by her request he doesn't show it. Killian nods and kisses her deeply. His hand travels down and rubs her clit, causing her to moan into their kiss. He enters her slowly and when is fully inside of her Emma wraps her legs around him. His movements are slow, but purposeful. What he feels for her scares him because he never imagined he would feel like this for anyone besides Milah. Emma is amazing, strong and beautiful. He doesn't intend on letting her go anytime soon, but he can't tell her how he truly feels at least not yet. So for now he puts everything he can't say into action.
His hips snap forward once more and he hits that spot once again making Emma see stars and getting her closer and closer to the edge. She release a moan and searches out his hand which he gladly gives her. She intertwines their fingers. She has never felt this vulnerable this open and it truly terrifies her. Given the chance he could break her heart, but he has shown that he isn't going anywhere. She told him everything tonight and he didn't even flinch. She trusts him. Emma pulls him down for a kiss.
"Faster," she pleads and he is oh so happy to fulfill her request. Killian picks up the pace all the while kissing her, both of them so close to their releases. With a few more thrusts of his hips, Killian fills the condom with his release and her walls clench around him. Emma's cries of ecstasy fill the small villa and Killian collapses on top of her. It takes a few moments for both of them to come down from their highs, but when they do Killian presses a kiss into her shoulder before getting up and disposing of his condom. Emma's half asleep when he comes back to bed, but once she feels him back in bed Emma curls up against him and he wraps an arm around her before they both drift off to sleep.
The scrill ringing of Killian's phone wakes both him and Emma the next morning. Still trying to wake up Killian blindly grabs his phone from the night stand. Emma grumbles and rolls over, annoyed at being awake already.
"This better be good," he hisses into the phone.
"Don't take that tone with me Jones," Regina snaps at him and he's awake now. If Regina's calling it cannot be good.
"Sorry," he grumbles, "What's going on?" Killian sits up in bed. Emma still trying to wake up.
"What the hell did you two do last night?" Regina asks.
"We had dinner at the vineyard, why?" Killian asks more confused.
"Someone saw and took pictures of you, they are all over the internet. I called hotel security and they will keep the paparazzi off their property. I just wanted to call to warn you," Regina tells him. Emma's fully awake now and giving him a puzzling look. Emma's phone rings frowning she answers it.
"Thanks Regina," he says before hanging up.
"David, what is it?" Emma asks.
"Have you heard about the pictures?" David asks her unsure.
"No, but I'm assuming that's why Regina just called Killian," she states.
"Yeah apparently someone saw you guys last night and put them on social media. Regina said she would take care of security. We have other problem though," David tells her. Emma sits on the edge of the bed her back to Killian.
"What kind of problems?" she asks worried.
"Neal commented on the pictures after some gossip site picked it up. Said that he wishes you the best," David says worry creeping into his voice, "I wanted to tell you and make sure you didn't read it somewhere."
"What the fuck is he doing commenting on photos of me? How did they even know to contact him, no one knew we dated," she says while standing from the bed beginning to pace in the small room.
"I don't know how they knew, but everyone knows now. I've gotten calls asking for comments and interviews, I've said no," David says expectantly, waiting for her reaction. Just when she thought she was happy and they were fine of course Neal had to pop back up to try and mess with her.
"Keep saying no, if you need a reason say that I keep my personal life private," Emma says her voice raising slightly.
"I know you're upset, but he's just trying to get at you, don't let him," David advises her. She takes a deep breath and turns away from Killian for the first time in this conversation she can feel his eyes on her.
"Alright, I'll try. Keep me updated," she mutters.
"Relax and don't worry about it," David tells her before they hang up. She collects herself before turning to face Killian, who looks concerned.
"Love, what's going on?" he asks as she crawls back into bed. He opens his arms and she curls into his chest. She looks up at him.
"Apparently someone called Neal for a comment on the pictures and he wishes me the best," she says a knot forming in her stomach.
"That's a good thing right or is something else bothering you?" he asks before kissing the top of her head.
"I just know him and I just feel like something is wrong, I don't know how to explain it," she tells him. She sits up, looking into his bright blue eyes. He places a hand on her cheek.
"I trust your judgement. Would you like some breakfast? I can order l room service," he says changing the subject.
"Actually that sounds great, I would love some pancakes. I'm going to shower real quick," she says, giving Killian a quick kiss on the cheek. Her shower gives her some time to herself to think and reflect on the events of the morning. Emma knows that David is right. She shouldn't let Neal get to her and ruin her trip with Killian. She steps out of the shower with a spring in step and a smile on her face.
Killian notices the change in Emma's behavior, but decides to not comment on it, but instead enjoy it. Emma climbs into his lap and they make out while waiting for room service to arrive.
"They have a horseback rides you can take through the vineyard, do you want to do that?" Killian asks Emma after breakfast. She grimaces at this.
"That sounds fun and romantic, but um," she starts fiddling with her fingers.
"What?" he asks, confused.
"I've never ridden a horse," she admits.
"Oh we're definitely going now. I'll teach you," he smiles giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. He then picks up the phone and makes arrangements for their day. Emma laughs at how excited Killian gets about teaching her. She just shakes her head.
"This could end terribly," she tells him as they walk out of the villa later in the morning.
"Oh come on, love. Have a little faith," he teases her.
"I'll try," she promises. Once at the stables Emma is surprised when the staff member only brings forward one horse. She looks toward him with a frown.
"Just one horse?" she asks him.
"Yes, you and I will be riding together. You've never ridden before and I want you to be comfortable. One day I'll get you on your own horse," he smiles. The staff member introduces them to the horse. Killian mounts the horse then helps Emma up. He makes sure she's in front of him on the horse, making sure she really gets the feel of riding a horse. He guides them along but makes sure she has a grip on the reins. He tells her about the more important aspects of getting the horse to go where you want to.
Killian takes them through the vineyard and onto a trail that leads to an overlook.
They look over the vineyard and beyond. Emma leans back against Killian's chest and hums softly. She turns to him as he looks down at her and ever so tenderly his lips brush against hers and she surges forward capturing his lips in hers. The horse shifts its weight and they break apart their attention is needed elsewhere.
Little does the happy couple know that hiding in the bushes and the trees lies several photographers capturing their every movement.
The semester is finally over and I can hopefully have more time to write! Hope y'all like the chapter!