Part 2

Emma was staring at the pirate, who was now taking a sip from his flask, while loosely leaning on her bug.
They were at the wishing well in the woods, the wind was still cold but she didn't care. Ever since August took her here she felt this was the only safe place to come when she needed to think.
Getting here had been annoying and hilarious at the same time. Hook was first wary of getting into the car, then visibly uncomfortable for both the speed and the engine noises, and least but not last cocky like the old times ("Emma, love why don't we pull over and get in a more comfortable position, aye?")..
Emma on her side was giggling at the sight of his fear caused by her harmless yellow bug, then a tad annoyed but even though he blabbered improper things, she could hardly hold back a smile.
When they get to the well he wanted to know more about what happened between Neal and her; she gave him just the amount of information she thought he needed, than he remain silent, looking both angry and sad.
She was looking down on the well now, occasionally sneaking a peek at him drinking his rum. As he was drinking his lips and hairy jaw were particularly drawing her attention and she realized that for the first time she was admittedly checking him out, no excuses to be given like she did when they were in Neverland, when she was just "keeping an eye on him" to make sure he didn't screw them up; he was very handsome, and most unfortunately for her, AWARE of that. Moving her gaze down the line of his exposed throat to the buttons of his open shirt, she stared waiting for him to say something to her, secretly dying to hear his opinion on the story she just told him.

"Like what you see Swan?"

Damn it.

She had forgotten to look away and unluckily the pirate finally looked back at her, perfect timing .
She couldn't really flush because it was really cold now but she felt her cheeks warm and tingling anyway. She was once again looking down on the well, when he started talking
"I'm sorry Emma, I know it won't change the things you had to get through, but I am sorry anyway. No one should lose loved ones like that, I too know the feeling, and there's not much that can be done about it, but I want to try to make you believe that you will find someone who won't leave your side, and who will fight for it, no matter what happens. "
Finally Emma looked back at him. He was looking directly at her, serious face and the same expression he had in the cave, the look of a desperate and devoted man. Having the lies-radar in her always made her conversations with Hook very heated. She could feel the intensity of his sincerity threatening to make her knees give out.
They stared at each other for long time, then Emma said "They say that this well can return what was lost. I just wish I could ask for my ability to trust back. But maybe I don't need it anymore, not with you"
Their intense gazes were now becoming hungry, and Hook stepped forward, another sincere smile on his face: "I told you, you could use some love, remember? Took you long enough" at this his lips were on hers, moving in a delicate way, as if he was afraid he could break her. Emma returned the kiss, allowing him to lead for a couple of minutes but then she took control of the situation, grabbing the collar of his jacket like she did in Neverland and crushing her lips against his as if he was the very air she breathed. Hook didn't need any other clues, he simply grabbed her and took her to the bug, leaning her against the vehicle, finally realising what the bloody thing was good for.

Emma didn't know what felt more good between having him holding her like she was some sort of marvel or the echo of his words running hysterically in her head. That's when she decided that it was time for her bug to see some action again. She threw the door open and get the pirate in almost yanking his jacket off in the haste of the moment. Surprisingly Hook was a bit startled now, maybe he didn't expect this turn of events when he followed her into the street a couple of hours ago.

"Are you sure about this Emma?".

Emma smiled at this "Well well, if this isn't a pirate asking for permission"she mocked him lightly, then started biting on his lower lip. He groaned now, and foreplay long gone, assaulted her mouth, his mind rapidly considering all the ways he could make her regret that bit of mockery in the remaining of the night.
"Careful love, do remember that when a pirate claims something he will have it on his terms, whether willingly or not"
Emma laughed and yanked off her jacket and golf. "Try me".
Hook looked at her: It'll be a looong night.