Killian leaned his head back against the headrest as Emma explored his neck with her lips, his breathing labored as he tried to have some sort of control over himself but with Emma in his lap and grinding her hips against his, it was proving difficult. He turned his head slightly and saw the rain had let up and even some sun was trying to peak through the clouds.
"Um love?" he tapped her on the hip, stopping her movements and ministrations. She looked up at him, confusion in her eyes, he pointed out the window, "Not that I don't throughly enjoy what you are doing, but it looks like there's a break in the storm. Perhaps we should get back to driving and then pick up where we left off when we stop for the night?"
"That would be the logical idea," Emma nodded, "But another part of me just wants to stay here," she nuzzles against his neck.
"I suppose we could stay for a little while longer," he acquiesced and took her lips in his and gripped her hips tightly.
Once the sun came out fully and more cars could be heard passing them on the highway that they decided it would be best to get back on the road in case highway patrol decided to come by and knock on their window. Emma reluctantly got off his lap and got back in the driver's seat and put the bug in gear.
"I think we can still get to Texas, I feel really energized if you know what I mean," Emma smirked at him as she pulled back onto the highway. Killian busied himself adding more songs to their road trip playlist not afraid to add some cheesy love songs into the mix. He didn't miss the little looks she gave him when they came on and he knew he would never get tired of the way she looked at him. Killian's hand crept from it's place on his knee to the center arm rest and he tried to hide his shock and excitement when she took his hand in hers.
"Oh wipe that look off your face, I was in your lap barely an hour ago," Emma rolled her eyes at him and Killian swore his heart had never beat faster than it did just then. They drove on down the highway, singing along to the music and still playfully teasing each other. In someways it was as if nothing had changed, but they both knew in their hearts that nothing would be the same from that moment on.
After 3 more hours of driving they finally stopped just outside Amarillo, Texas and found a small inn to stay the night in.
"We need a room for the night please," Emma said to the front desk clerk, getting out her ID and the slip of paper with her father's credit card information.
"Okay we have two options available. One king or a 2 queen, which would you prefer?" the desk clerk asked looking suspiciously between the two of them.
"We'll take the two queen," Emma said, lightly squeezing Killian's hand to ensure he kept a straight face. The clerk checked them in and gave them their keys and pointed them in the direction of their rooms and clutched at her rosary beads hanging around her neck. Emma tried to keep a straight face as she dragged Killian to the elevators but once the doors slid shut she couldn't hold in her giggles for much longer.
"I swear that woman was going to throw holy water on us if we went with the single king," Killian laughed and pulled her close to him. Emma laughed into his shoulder, glad that he had understood her line of reasoning.
"I know! And we thought the nuns could be bad," she snorted and burrowed her face into his neck, something that she had long wanted to do but held herself back from until now.
The elevator dinged and opened, alerting them that they had reached their floor. Emma took the lead and he followed her through the door to their room, tossing their bags in the corner and turning to each other.
An odd wave of awkwardness washed over Killian once he realized just how alone they were, he wasn't quite sure what to do with his hands or what Emma expected of him. He rocked back on his heels and sighed.
"Hey relax, it's still you and me," Emma soothed running her hand down his arm, "it's still us, we just do this now," she said getting up on her tippy toes to kiss him. Their lips met in a soft kiss, Killian's arms wrapping around her waist pulling her flat against him. Emma's fingers found themselves playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, they both started walking back to one of the beds and fell onto it. Their heads knocked together on impact, breaking their kiss.
"Owwww," Emma whined, her hand coming to rest on her forehead.
"I'm sorry!" Killian said pushing himself up onto his elbows, "Are you okay?"
"It's fine, I'm fine," Emma smiled reassuringly she took his hand and placed in on her temple, "See? Totally fine."
"Good," he whispered before threading his fingers through her hair and kissing her again. They both sighed into the kiss, their hands, tongues, and lips explored each others bodies, clothing shed off and flung off the bed until they were stripped down to nothing. Killian pulled back for a second to take in the sight of Emma laid out in front of him and wearing absolutely nothing, he thanked his lucky stars that this was actually happening.
"Do you have a condom?" she asked meeting his gaze.
"Yeah in my bag," he nodded, thinking of the box that Liam had shoved into his hands while he was helping Killian pack his bags. Killian grabbed his bag from the floor and searched through I finding the box and taking one out, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yeah," Emma nodded, smiling softly at him, "I've kind of wanted this for a while now."
"Really?" he smiled as she nodded and pulled him in for a kiss. It was tender yet it still lit a fire under Killian's skin, he pulled back and sat back on his knees to roll the condom on but Emma grabbed the condom from his hand and opened it herself. She took him in her hand and started pumping him slowly, Killian's eyes rolled back and he had to make a conscious effort not to finish before they had even started. She rolled the condom over his length and they got into position, Killian just at her entranced before he looked at her again, questioning her with his eyes. She gave him her answer by nodding and rolling her hips against him, a playful smirk on her lips. Killian got the hint and pressed into her, they both moaned once he was fully sheathed inside her. Killian rutted his hips against her, losing himself in the sensation of her and the sounds she was making. Their bodies moved in near sync, settling into rhythm, Emma's moans getting breathier and higher pitched as she neared her climax. She ran her fingernails down his back and he let out a loud groan.
"Sorry," she said quickly.
"No, no that felt great," he kissed her hungrily and picked up the pace. His lips traveled down to her neck, sucking and nibbling on the sensitive skin there.
"Fuck don't stop," she choked out. Killian knew he was getting close but didn't want to fall over the edge before Emma; his hand drifted from her hip to her center, rubbing small circles until he felt her walls start to flutter around him. He kissed her deeply as he followed her over the edge, their hands finding each other and gripping tight. They panted as they came back down, sharing little pecks and kisses as they came back to themselves until he pulled out of her and rolled off her. He tossed the condom into the trash and laid back against the pillows.
"That was..." he stuttered.
"A long time coming," Emma finished his sentence for him. He chuckled and pulled her into his side and kissed her temple.
"It definitely was," he whispered, threading his fingers through her hair. They laid together talking and laughing softly to each other until the yawns interjected the conversation and eyelids began to droop. Emma nodded off first, her head on his chest and her arm thrown over his torso. Killian placed one last kiss on her forehead and followed her into sleep.
Emma blinked awake to find the sun just starting to shine through the blinds, she yawned and looked up at Killian's sleeping face. He hadn't shaved in a few days and his normally clean shaven face had some stubble growing in, it made his typical baby face look a few years older than he actually was. She still couldn't believe that they had actually had sex last night, she lightly traced her fingers over his chest lost in the memory of his lips on hers, the way they had fit together so perfectly, how he was the first person besides herself to bring her to orgasm. She couldn't help but make comparisons between him and Neal; how even though she had been Neal's girlfriend he had been more focused on his own pleasure and didn't seem too concerned with her pleasure. But with Killian he seems just as concerned with her as he was with his own pleasure and she wasn't even- Emma frowned, so what did this make her and Killian now? Were they still friends but now they had sex? Were they boyfriend and girlfriend now? What happens when she drops him off at Santa Barbara? What happens on the rest of this trip?
Killian stirred beside her, inhaling through his nose and blinking his eyes open and looked down at her, a wide smile spreading over his face.
"Good morning love," he stretched, "Been awake long?"
"No, just a few minutes," she said, "We should probably get up and grab some breakfast."
"Or we could stay in bed and have a repeat of last night," he smirked at her and attempted to roll them over, Emma felt evidence of his arousal against her thigh.
"As much as I want to, this hotel doesn't have breakfast and I'm starving," Emma placed her hands on his chest and pushed him off.
"Fair enough, we did skip dinner last night after all," he raised an eyebrow at her, "Is everything all right Swan?"
"Yeah I'm fine, I just want an actual meal instead of eating on the road," Emma tried to sound breezy but she knew Killian could sense everything was not in fact all right. It was a testament to how well he knew her that he let it slide for now. They dressed in silence and checked out of the motel, the scary front desk lady giving them the stink eye as they walked out the door. Emma stopped at the first diner they found and once they sat at the counter they discovered it was possibly the saddest diner in the country.
The listless waiter poured them some coffee as some country singer warbled about his lost love over the restaurant speakers.
"So what are you in the mood for?" Killian asked, trying to fill their silence.
"Maybe some pancakes? You can't go wrong with pancakes right?" she reasoned. Apparently you can, Emma thought as she ate the doughy pancakes with overly sweet and obviously canned strawberries on top.
"I'd offer you some of mine, but this isn't much better. These eggs are like rubber," Killian pushed the food around his plate.
"It's okay, we should have known this sad place would have sad food," Emma shrugged and took a sip of weak coffee.
"The food doesn't seem to be the only thing that's sad, what's wrong Swan?" Killian asked.
"Nothing," Emma shook her head.
"Emma we've been best friends since we were six, I'm shocked you think I can't tell when something is on your mind," he reached over and grabbed her hand, "You don't regret last night do you?"
"No, not at all," Emma reassured him, "I guess I'm just confused about what last night means, for us."
"Well what do you want it to mean?"Killian implored with his big blue eyes, "Because I know what it means to me."
"To be honest I don't know what I want it to mean," Emma admitted, "Look I'm just being stupid and overthinking everything. We're friends and in five days I'll drop you off in Santa Barbara and we'll still be friends."
"What if I don't want to be just friends anymore?" Killian asked, "Emma when I told you I had feelings for you I mean that I wanted to be with you, I don't care that we're going to different schools we can make it work."
"You say that now, but what happens when you meet some girl who you have tons in common with in some biology lab? Or if I meet someone in my ethics class? What if we just grow to resent each other and completely ruin our friendship? I don't want to lose you," Emma confessed, determined not to look straight in his eyes.
"Emma look at me," Killian placed his fingers under her chin and lightly pushed up until her green eyes met his blue, "There is nothing and I mean nothing that would ever make me resent you or cause you to lose me."
"How can you be so sure?" Emma asked.
"Because I would have to be a complete idiot to not at least want to try to see if this could lead to something amazing," he squeezed her hand, "Look I know it might not be easy but I'm in this for the long haul if you are."
"Okay, we can give this a shot," Emma smiled, "And when we get to Santa Barbara we can decide how we want to continue."
"Sounds like a plan to me, now how about we get out of here and back on the road?" Killian suggested. Emma nodded and they paid and walked out of the diner hand in hand with a tentative start to a new relationship on the horizon.