The Bug part 9.
The wedding reception was a blur, everyone was dancing and cheering and making so much noise she had to take some precautionary headache pills without anyone noticing to avoid a hemicranias, she had plan for later and as much she loved and enjoyed her loud and cheery family, this opportunity was even more than rare.
In a couple of hours she would leave the castle to sail for her honeymoon.
Her honeymoon on the Jolly Roger.
She had no problems convincing her family that even if she married following the traditional Enchanted Forest wedding ritual, she would have had a honeymoon, which wasn't a usual thing for the Realm. Emma played the card of "I'm new here and for 28 years I've waited for this kind of thing to happen" so they let her. Emma understood the need of her family to keep her as near as possible after they have spent so many years apart, BUT she really needed some space.
Killian, even less accustomed to this particular event that took part after wedding receptions in LWNM was slightly less reticent to convince... and with "slightly" she meant that the moment the subject had been cleared out he agreed with a "Why, YES! Thanks to the merciful Gods, what a lovely place you do come from milady!" while throwing his fists up in the air...- Ok he may just have looked chipper and maybe he didn't actually physically fist bumped- but anyway he was really looking forward to the journey. He was the one who insisted on travelling by boat, and since she knew that it was most likely to happen even before talking it out she simply asked him to take care of the captain's quarters the best he could before sailing.
"I don't mean for it to change, I know how many memories that place holds for you, I'm just asking to make it feel more like a home for two, is that alright?" she asked, a bit worried she might have hurt him even if she predicted his answer "As you wish milady, that will be my pleasure" and she saw in his smile that he wasn't reluctant at all.
When she finally walked the wooden steps of the Jolly Roger it was high time very convenient she thought to herself. The goodbyes didn't took so long because unexpectedly most of her family was almost passed out drunk -I think Killian has had a bad influence on them lately – and the guards helped them back inside almost quickly.
"Finally" she heard her husband murmur behind her "I'll start navigating right now, I believe the sooner we leave the better, otherwise they could come after us when they'll sober up" she giggled and looked at him before saying "Don't you worry, It's just you and me now, we have all that we need and they will leave us alone for once." She walked closer "Just you and me" she whispered in his ear. "It's about bloody time milady" he whispered back.
He then started to sail, clearly in a hurry. After a couple of minutes of muffled laugh Emma concentrated and channelling her powers she touched one of the external walls of the boat and she felt it speed up instantly. Surprised Killian said "Well it looks like someone is in the urgent need of skip this place. Luckily my love you have my approval. But only for tonight. Otherwise this is my ship, and I'm in charge" he said with a big smile on his face.
They sailed for no longer than 15 minutes after they decided that they were enough far from Charming's Castle.
Killian lowered the anchor and then turned to Emma "Now" he said while taking her hand in his "Captain's quarters awaits". They reached the door and Killian urged Emma to close her eyes, then she heard him turn the handle and he guided her inside. When Emma opened her eyes she was stunned. A big mattress had been settled on most of the pavement of the room, with a wooden support underneath it, weirdly reminding her of an Asiatic looking bedroom. But the thing that caught Emma's attention was the perfume. "I had a very embarrassing talk with Tink some time ago to get this result. I asked her for a spell that would make you feel home every time you'll walk in here. She enchanted the room so that our favourite things will be lingering in the air. I mostly smell sea and rum but also chocolate and vanilla and I assume you'd probably.. " he didn't have time to finish the sentence, Emma silenced him with a kiss, so ferociously he stumbled back and hit the door with his back and closed it behind them. Emma felt completely in her element, she smelled chocolate and vanilla because they were her favourite things but she also smelled leather, rum and sea and something she couldn't describe in any other way if not "Killian". This place was filled with the two of them and she realised he mostly did this for her, he sacrificed his memories for her happiness. But it wasn't just that, she knew , this was a start over for him and for her, two lonely souls finally sharing a life with someone else. The past must be forgotten and the future is to build.
Breathless Emma stepped back and started undoing her hair and dress. Killian wasted no time himself, he had more layers of clothes he was used to wear tonight. Emma finally stepped out of her dress, relieved the pressure on her waist was gone. She searched Killian only to find his hand on her back, making her relax into the gesture before he throw them both on the bed. Emma didn't have a second to think, his mouth was on hers and her mind shut down. It wasn't like they didn't do this anymore, but this night was different.
"Looks like you're eager pirate" she let out when he moved his lips on her neck so that she could breathe "It's not like you've respected the traditional abstinence of the night before the wedding , anyway" she remembered him with a smile, which was almost instantly turned into a moan when he reached the naval between her breast and traced it with his mouth. Everything was heightened in this room, or maybe she was just overwhelmed by it all, being married, being on his boat, she couldn't tell, but when his mouth and tongue reached her hard nipple she felt her whole body ache for more and she ravelled in the feel of his mouth on her in a pleasant agony. When he took care of her other breast he retrieved his travel way south to her most sensible spot. He teased her by blowing slightly at her centre then he started stroking her inner thighs ever so lightly she thought she might go insane.
Then suddenly he was all over her devouring her slick folds and finally, when his mouth and tongue were over her clit, then she allowed herself to scream. He licked and sucked until she fell over the edge, her hands gripping angrily on his hair, her back arched, the movement pushing her core closer to his mouth as he finished her over and she screamed his name again and again. She just had some seconds to rest when he filled her with his length all in one swift thrust and he started moving fast and frantically. She just remembered how much he must have been waiting for this, while he concentrated on her and that thought and one particular movement he made inexplicably took her over the edge another time.
She never came so hard and within such shortness of time, the feeling he was giving to her body were simply unreal and they groaned and yelled hard together and continued moving until it felt impossible and then he hit his release, threw his head backward and collapsed on top of her.
After a silence filled with hard breathing and intelligible moans and murmurs she went:
"I hope this will not be a one-time thing, pirate. That was amazing"
"Was that a challenge Emma?" she felt his smirk grow on her inner shoulder. "You know I love them, don't you?" he asked after raising his upper body up on the bed and looking down on her flushed face.
"Oh trust me I know" was all she said next that night.