45. "Tell me a secret."
Captain Swan
"Tell me a secret, princess." He whispered in her ear, his lips nibbling her earlobe, his breath hot on her neck.
He'd walked her home as every other night and they were enjoying a quiet moment of their own. He had her cornered against the building wall, in a secluded spot, away from prying eyes. His body was pressed to hers, connecting in all the correct places. The temperature around them had increased to insanely warm, despite the cold autumn. His hook rested on her hip, pressing her closer to him. His right hand rested on her hair, pulling her into a searing kiss.
"A secret?" She asked breathless.
"Yes, tell me something you haven't told anyone, love." He said teasingly, playfully.
It was hard to remember he was thee hundred years old when he behaved in such a playful manner. It was like he was kissing someone for the first time, all that eagerness and nervousness and that dizzy, intoxicated spiraling feeling.
"Mhmmm…" She almost moaned as he pressed lingered kisses on her neck… "I think I'm in love with you…" She blurted out without even thinking.
He froze for a second. Just a second. And then he had regroup again (pirate, after all) and he was looking at her with a devilish smirk.
"You think? Darling, it seems even I know your secrets better than you." He looked at her with playful eyes and a goofy grin. "I can tell you..." He whispered against her lips. "You." Kiss. "Do". Another kiss. "Love." Kiss. "Me". A long, searing kiss.
"Is that so?" She asked when she was able to find her voice again.
"I told you before, lass. I know you better than yourself."