Light was losing its glow as the evening dragged on. Melodic birds, now quiet, were finding their peace and settling in for the extensive nightfall. Emma was nuzzled up, guarded tightly in the embrace of her pirate as she dreamed away with a soft smile laced across her ageless face. Lying on the coach of her parent's apartment, covered by a grey, fluffy blanket, Killian admired his Swan's face as she slept; this was the only time her troubles floated away from her. Securing his grip around her fragile body, he slowly tugged the blanket up to her chin and placed a light kiss in her golden hair.
Soundlessly the door swung open, revealing David, flustered and red-faced. His dull eyes grazed across the scene before him and an unsatisfied look graced his face. Continuing his pathway to the kitchen, he muttered something vague under his heavy breathe, giving Killian a final dirty look before departing behind the walls- into safety. Killian lightly chuckled at Dave and his stubbornness of Killian and his daughter's relationship.
A small, light movement caused the chuckled to fall dead from his lips as he drew his eyes down the sleeping beauty positioned in his arms. Watching as her eyelids fluttered open and her emerald eyes met the dim lighting, Killian gasped internally at the beauty she held, even when she had only just woken.
"Evening Beautiful" he whispered lightly into her ear, kissing her temple softly. Emma turned, green meeting blue as they stared lovingly at each other. "Care to talk, darling?" Killian said, a slight laugh hidden amongst his words.
"Hi" Emma whispered, a blush quickly spreading across her slightly chubby cheeks. Joining Killian with his laughing, she cautiously pressed her lips against his plump ones, enjoying the electricity that flows through her each time they connect. His gentle hand came up, intertwining with long, luscious golden locks, slightly tightening his grip. Fireworks seemed to go off when the connected and the both enjoyed it thoroughly.
Emma, forgetting that they were nestled up in her parents apartment, depend the kiss by slightly tilting her rather small head, giving Killian a better angle to kiss her at. Although Killian knew exactly where they were located, he was so consumed by his loves spell; he gave no thought to the possible heart-attack poor David would suffer if he were to walk out on them. Slowly, he ran he tongue along her bottom lip, practically begging for entrance as his hand found the smooth small of her back. Pushing gently, he lowered her onto the couch and claimed a strong, dominant position above her, still passionately kissing her. Killian's cold hand ran underneath the edge of Emma's pyjama top, sliding its way up her chest.
A scream of both angry and disgust came from the kitchen doorway. David stood there, hands covering his eyes and he shouted at them.
"Stop! Stop! Stop it now! You are still in our home you two and we have no intention of seeing you to do it on the couch where I can just walk in!" David screamed, horrified and scarred. Emma jerked back off of Killian, a deep blush covering her cheeks and her eyes wide with fear. Killian, kept his arms wrapped around her waist snuggling his head in her shoulder, lightly chuckling.
"No! No! It's NOT funny!" David screamed again, "Go home! Get out! Don't come back until you're both decent and will respect my innocence!" Running back into the kitchen, Emma and Killian burst out with laughter. Well, that's a lesson learned, eh?