Hancock suddenly stood up, lifting her with him. He took her into the neighboring room, stopping only when her back reached the wall. The sudden movement threw her a bit, her legs clinging desperately to his waist. Nora felt like he might accidentally drop her at any moment. The metal against her back was slightly cold, but Hancock's ruined lips kissing across her jaw and throat made up for it. He pushed her farther against the wall, his hands rubbing against her ass.

"J-John." Nora gasped, earning a smirk from him.

"Everything ok gorgeous?" He asked, his mouth sliding along her clothed breasts. His teeth bit at the nipple beneath her t-shirt and she let out a shaky breath.

"Yeah." She sighed, her nails digging into his scalp.

"We can stop if you want." Hancock whispered against her.

"N-No...no," Nora begged, pushing his head farther into her chest, "I just..." For a moment she felt frantic. Shaun was only a room over and she didn't want to wake him. Him or anyone else in Sanctuary for that matter. Nora relaxed when she saw Hancock had closed the door on their way in. "We...we've just got to be quiet."

Hancock shook his head, biting harder against her breast. Nora muffled a moan with her fist.

"God you're beautiful," He breathed against her throat. One hand reached up under her shirt to capture a breast, giving it a soft squeeze. His free hand worked at the button of her pants. When he finally undid them he played at the waist of her panties. Hancock dipped his fingers in briefly, popping the elastic of her underwear as he removed them. Nora gasped, barely able to breathe.

With little warning Hancock knelt down, taking her jeans with him. He held her in place, throwing her legs over his shoulders this time. Nora almost questioned his actions but was distracted by the wet heat of his tongue against her clothed sex. Hancock pulled back, his hot breath blowing over her panties.

"John," Nora whined under his touch.

"Shh sweetheart," He whispered, his tongue swiping over her again. Nora could practically feel him smirk as she struggled to keep quiet. She grasped the back of his head for support as he licked along the seam of her soaked underwear. Nora always adored the feeling of his mouth, but this was a bit different. Something about being forced to keep her vocal appreciation to a minimum was heightening the pleasure. Each time his tongue prodded against the clothed flesh and she had to suppress her moan, tension built rapidly between her thighs.

Hancock grabbed the hem of her panties with his teeth, pulling them slowly down her trembling legs. Once they were out of sight, he turned his attention back to her sex. He placed a gentle kiss against her folds before giving her labia a rough lick. Nora bit down hard on her thumb as her thighs shook, her legs almost giving out. Hancock steadied her, his hands rubbing along her legs as he sucked against her clit. The more she quivered beneath him, the faster Hancock worked. She tried her best to stay quiet, but little whimpers and gasped escaped her mouth as the man she loved showered her with affection.

He removed his mouth, but before Nora could protest his rough thumb was massaging her clit. She convulsed, a violent shiver wracking her whole body. His midnight eyes watched as she trembled under his hand."God Nora, I love you," He rasped. His voice was low, but she could hear the need behind it. His thumb rolled over her bundle of nerves and she gasped. "I-love...love you," She choked out, trying not to shriek under his hand. Hancock rested his forehead against her stomach, placing soft kisses just above her labia.

"Ya don't understand love," He murmured over her skin, "I ain't got shit without you." Nora bit down hard on her bottom lip, her pleasure beginning to hit its peak. Her lips tried to form his name, but could only produce a small strangled sound.

Hancock's mouth returned to her dripping sex, his tongue pressing its way between her folds. Nora was pushed over the edge, her whole body arching off the wall. She collapsed over him, her fingers gripped his scalp, holding on for dear life as she rode out her climax. Nora's hand clamped over her mouth, attempting to hold back her screams. She swore that man could take her to another world with his mouth.

When her orgasm finally faded she felt perfectly spent. Her legs quivered from the aftershocks as Hancock drew lazy licks over her pussy. "Good girl," He growled between her thighs. One hand reaching up to give her ass a harsh spank. Nora let out a soft whimper of appreciation. She felt so disoriented that she barely noticed Hancock lowering her to the floor. He sat her down, kissing her slow and sweet before pulling away. Nora whined, desperately reaching out for him. Hancock chuckled under his breath as he shook the coat from his shoulders. "Aww, don't cry darlin'" He whispered, his hands working at the flag around his waist.

His pants dropped to his ankles and his cock sprung forward. At the sight Nora snapped out of her daze. She suddenly felt hungry for more. Heat pooled in her belly as she crawled on her hands and knees towards him. Hancock didn't notice until she was right below him, her bright blue eyes staring up at him. His narrow eyes met her's, and Nora suddenly felt nervous under his gaze. She watched his boots as she took his cock in her hand and brought it to her lips. Hancock hissed at the contact, his dick twitching against her mouth. "Jesus," He rumbled, his hand running through her strawberry locks. Nora let out a shaky breath before taking him into her mouth. She ran her tongue over every bit of textured skin, paying special attention to the head. Hancock let out a muffled groan, his hips thrusting upwards. Nora relaxed her throat, taking him deeper.

Hancock grabbed the back of her head, bringing her eyes up to meet his. He stared down at her intensely, his hand pushing her mouth farther over his cock. Nora did her best to keep up with him, she was still a bit inexperienced. When his legs began to shake he pulled her back, willing her to stop. Hancock stilled for a moment, trying to catch his breath. Nora softly rubbed the backs of his thighs and waited.

"Shit Nora," He whispered once his breathing had stabilized. She blushed, hiding her face from his view. Although it did make her a bit bashful, Nora liked that she could get such a strong reaction out of him.

"C'mere love," He helped her up from the floor. Nora wound her legs around his waist once more. Hancock held her close, his ruined lips sprinkling kisses across her cheek. When his lips made it to her mouth he kissed her fiercely, backing her against the wall again. Nora sighed and pulled her shirt over her head, casting it to the side. Once the fabric was no longer between them Hancock dipped down to capture a breast in his mouth. Nora let out a short moan, her hand fisting in the fabric of his shirt.

Suddenly she felt his cock at her entrance. The rough and textured skin briefly slid along her folds before it was buried inside her. Nora shrieked, unable to stop herself in time. Hancock chuckled, nipping at her neck, "None of that now," He murmured against her throat. He thrust up into her again, filling her completely. But before Nora could scream, his hand was over her mouth. Hancock smirked as he watched her moan into his palm. "Scream for me darlin'" He snarled in her ear. Nora's eyes rolled back in her head as she let out a whimper. Hancock fucked her faster. With each snap of his hips she released a muffled cry.

Nora matched his pace as best she could, pushing herself down on his dick as she gripped his shoulder's for support. Hancock groaned in her ear, "Fuck Nora,...I love you so damn much." She tried to answer him, but his hand only masked her words. Instead she made do with a frantic nod. For a moment she felt his legs shake and Nora worried he might drop them both. Hancock quickly wrapped his arm under her ass and bounced her upwards, getting a better grip. Nora delighted in the movement and sunk herself farther down on his cock. "Ah," He moaned against her skin, "That's right love, fuck me."

Nora smirked at his request and bounced on his cock once more. She felt him throb inside her as she ground down against him. Hancock grabbed her hips, helping her lift herself up as she fucked him. Nora trembled when she noticed his eyes were staring right at her, "Look at me." He begged, his hand resting back over her mouth. She timidly met his dark black eyes. The look he gave her was a mixture of raw desire and tenderness. She felt like she was looking straight into his soul.

His hips rolled sharply into hers and she gasped. "Do you love it when-ahh-when I fuck you?" His voice was weak but his cock barreled into her. "Mmhmm," Nora groaned under his hand, the pressure between her legs building. Every inch of her skin felt like it was on fire.

Hancock smirked, his whole body shaking under her's. "I...shit," His face dipped down between her breasts. Hancock let out a ragged breath against her skin, "I can't...I can't hold out much longer."

Nora was nearing her end as well. She pulsed around him, her climax quickly approaching. Hancock removed his hand from her mouth, briefly dipping a finger inside for her to suck on. "J-John..." She whimpered, her walls beginning to clench around him.

His eyes were instantly back on her's, "You gonna come for me Nora?" He asked, his hips bucked, filling her to the hilt. She shook her head, staring into his eyes as pleasure surrounded her.

"Please John, please don't stop," Nora begged.

Hancock pulled her closer, his lips pressing roughly against hers. "I ain't stoppin' until you scream for me," He growled, his eyes boring into her, "I wanna make you come sweetheart."

He placed his hand back over her mouth just in time. Nora screamed so hard her throat felt raw. But the only noise that escaped his ruined fingers was a muffled moan. He watched as she shivered and shook through her orgasm, spilling himself inside her in one slow thrust.

Nora collapsed over him, her body unable to hold itself up any longer. Her release left her even more mixed-up than the first. Hancock gently lowered her down to the floor. When he broke contact Nora tried to protest, but her voice was absent. She watched him redress, her mind in a daze. When he was finished he found her clothes. "Here darlin'," He whispered, helping her slide her shirt and pants back on. Nora tried her best, but their love making had left her boneless. Ultimately he had to do most of the work.

"You gonna be okay?" Hancock chuckled as he helped her to her feet. Nora nodded slowly, her legs still shaking under her. She tried to take a step and almost fell on her face.

"C-Carry..." She muttered, holding her arms out like a child. Without protest Hancock hoisted her up in his arms.

"I keep doin' this and you'll forget how to walk." He teased, making his way back to her old bedroom.

Nora let out a breathy giggle, "I...I think I already...did."

Hancock was more than relieved to find Shaun still asleep and right where they had left him. He placed Nora gently beside him. She wrapped her baby back in her arms, kissing his cheek. Shaun stirred a bit, but never woke. Hancock stood their awkwardly for a moment, he wasn't quite sure what to do. He began to feel out of place again.

"Hey," He said finally, "I'm, uh, gonna go clean up. Don't move." He kissed Nora's forehead. She smiled up at him, her bright blue eyes glittering in the moonlight.

"I won't leave if you don't," She teased, her hand cupping his cheek.

Hancock snorted nervously, "I ain't. I'll be right back, promise." He kissed her once more before heading for the bathroom.

He took a deep breath, sitting down on the toilet to collect his thoughts. His chest tightened as the painful thoughts slipped back into head. Everything is fine, you're bein' stupid he told himself, but didn't help the rapidly forming anxiety. He didn't really feel like running, he just felt like shit. He tried to push the feelings down and keep moving forward, but ultimately found himself struggling to breath on the bathroom floor.

"John?" He turned to see Nora standing in the doorway. She eyed him with concern.

"H-Hey baby, don-don't mind me, I was-was just about..." He couldn't get the rest out.

Nora didn't say a word, she just wrapped her arms around him and held on tight. They stayed like that for what felt like forever to Hancock. But when Nora pulled away he found that breathing was easy again.

"Come here," Nora whispered, helping him up from the tile. Hancock threw his arm over her shoulder and she steadied him as they walked back to the bedroom. Nora sat him on the edge of the bed and went to work on his clothes. She removed his boots, his coat and his vest, placing them all along with his tricorn at the foot of the bed. She tucked him in next to Shaun, the boy curling up against his warmth. Hancock found it easier to say calm when he synced his breathing with Shaun's. Nora slid in on the other side of the bed, her hand reaching out to stroke his face. "Better?" She asked.

Hancock shook his head, "Yeah," He breathed.

"I-I'm sorry." He rubbed a finger over the back of her hand. "This might be somethin' I'm always bad at."

Nora found his hand and squeezed it hard, "Its okay." She took a deep breath, "But John,"

"Yeah?" His dark eyes found hers.

"We love you," Nora whispered, "This is where you belong."

Hancock smiled. He knew that despite his insecurities Nora and Shaun would always be there for him. No matter how scary it got, he was theirs and they were his.

AN: I hope everyone enjoys this! :)