Part 2 Not really proud of this chapter but this was for my good friend!

Emma nervously tugged at Killian's big tee shirt. Constantly worrying that it was too short, after all she did not want to look like a slut. She entered the kitchen; Killian lived in a big apartment. Three bedrooms and three bathrooms. Of course his bedroom was biggest of all three. The other two was either an office or man cave.

Typical

The living room was spacious with big black leather couches and old shelves containing books that he had collected over the years. She froze in front of the bookshelf when she saw a photo.

It was her, Killian, Ruby, Victor, David and Regina. When they were still in collage. She hadn't seen Regina in 2 years. The had not known Mary Margret or Robin yet. She certainly knew Neal, but Killian knew him to. They were pretty close but when Neal left her, he never spoke of Neal again.

We all stayed in touch, visiting and joking around. We would spend thanksgiving together and Christmas morning.

"I see your taking in awe of my apartment, eh love?" She jumped when she heard Killian behind her.

"Don't do that!" She moaned when she looked at his face. His hair was side swept, he wore no shirt, and his bare chest made her weak at her knees. The baggy sweatpants sat low enough that you could see the V it was forming by his waist. Snap out of it.

He loved sneaking up on her and scaring the living shit out of her. Finding it damn funny to. He smirked and looked her up and down. "Like my shirt love?" She rolled her eyes and sarcastically smirked "Don't flatter yourself you flirt"

He inched closer; there face's just centimetres apart. "Eh? Im a flirt, believe me love…I'm the biggest flirt you'll ever meet" He's eyes shot down to her lips. Within seconds his lips were on hers, holding her waist with both hands while she dug her nails into his back. Their lips moved perfectly over one another. He moved her back against a wall, kissing her with such passion. It was like bloody fucking fireworks and all that crap. He moved from her lips to her neck and then her collarbone, while she moaned and made funny noises.

She quickly pushed away when she heard someone walking down the hall, bare feet against wood floor she rushed past him and jumped onto the couch. He still stood by the wall they fiercely maked out at, trying to process what just happened.

"Morning Ems" Ruby yawned and fell down next to Emma. Emma's heart was beating fast. She could barely contain her breathing. She mummers a hello when Killian walked past them and into his room.

"What's up with him?" Ruby whispered and Emma just shook her head.

After Ruby left Emma was left alone in his apartment. She still sat on his couch, growing really uncomfortable.

She quickly got up and tried to find her bag. While she looked around she felt someone tap on her shoulder. She turned around, waiting for him to chase her out or say that the kiss was just him being a flirt, when he grabbed her again. Yanking her hard against him. Her mouth opening while he ran his hand up and down her back. He tugged at her shirt and she gladly removed it. Their mouths only separating for a few minutes. He tasted like Colgate and coffee while she probably tasted like alcohol and last night's lipstick.

When their lips where bruised and they were tired of kissing she slowly fell asleep on his warm and soft bed. He lazily slung his arm around her waist and tugged her towards him. For the first time she saw Killian differently. He had his past and she had hers. Both of them had their walls up, and just like Troy her walls were indestructible. But he snuck in with his trojan horse and burnt her world away with one kiss.

Sneaky bastard…