A/N Okay, my lovelies. One more chapter to go to wrap things up but I had to include the post-wedding smut-fest. Haha Enjoy!
And thank you all for all the comments! They really encourage and inspire me! Cheers!
Chapter Thirty-Five
Main Street, Storybrooke
It took most of the day to pack up Roland and Little John's things and say goodbye to everyone in the Enchanted Forest. It is dusk before Emma, Killian, Regina, Roland and John fall through the portal in the middle of main street, Storybrooke.
They are instantly helped to their feet by a waiting crowd of townspeople and Emma looks around in confused amusement. There are fairy lights and lanterns strung between the lampposts, over the street and it seems like the entire town is dressed up and present for their arrival.
"They're here!" Emma hears Snow exclaim before she seems to appear from nowhere at Emma's side.
"Mom, what is going on?" Emma asks with a laugh and her mother beams at her.
"Well, you had a surprise wedding, and we really didn't get around to having a reception in Atlantis soooo… we are throwing you a surprise reception!" she says, throwing her arms out with a proud giggle before hugging Emma tightly. David walks up behind his wife and looks at Emma with a knowing look as he attempts to extricate Snow from Emma.
"Your mother insisted." He says with a smile and steers his wife towards the buffet table set up in front of Granny's Diner, claiming a problem with the punch.
Emma stands in amused shock, in the middle of main street, not knowing exactly what she should do. She watches Roland pull Regina away towards the food and Little John wanders over to mingle with friends he hasn't seen in a long time. Emma feels Killian's arms come around her and his stubble tickle her ear.
"Another party. Wonderful. Just what I wanted to do with my new bride upon returning home." He murmurs in a slightly annoyed, but resigned tone and Emma laughs before stepping out of his embrace to turn and face him.
"You and me both." She says with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.
"But it does give me an excuse to wear my pretty dress again."
Emma slowly waves a hand over herself and her beautiful, dusty blue wedding gown appears over her body. A collective sigh goes around the suddenly hushed Storybrooke crowd while they watch Emma flick her wrist towards Killian. He stands grinning at her in his handsome wedding clothes and then takes her hand with a small bow.
From the corner of her eye, Emma sees Regina wave a hand towards them and suddenly, soft music drifts around them. Regina turns back to Roland as a grinning Emma steps into Killian's embrace and begins their first dance as husband and wife. She dances and dances until she pulls Killian over to sit on the chairs lining the street, so she can catch her breath.
Ruby comes hurrying over with two glasses of wine for them and then sits down to chat with Emma for ages, fawning over her dress and wanting every detail of the wedding ceremony. Killian excuses himself to hunt up some rum, but before he can walk away, Emma pulls him down to whisper in his ear.
"Go easy on the rum, Captain. I have no intention of passing out on the grass tonight." She says and takes a nibble of his earlobe for good measure. Killian's eyes darken as they meet Emma's and he keeps his voice low.
"I have no intention of that either, Mrs. Swan." And his voice sends a shiver running down Emma's spine.
Ruby jumps up from her seat beside Emma, after a while, to check on the buffet table with Granny and several more people come to take her place to chat with Emma before Snow elbows her way through to take Emma's hand and pull her away for a private word.
Emma walks a few yards away, towards the beach, arm linked with her mother's.
"I remember my wedding night, Emma." Snow says finally and Emma gives her a trepidatious look as she waits to see where her mother is going with this. They continue to stroll at a lazy pace until Snow stops to face the party from several yards away and watches for a moment.
"It seemed like our reception was hours of tedious small talk and smiling politely. When David and I finally got to be alone, we were so exhausted that we fell asleep in our wedding clothes." Snow turns to face Emma with a nostalgic chuckle.
"I think your social obligation is fulfilled, Emma. You should go find Killian and sneak away."
Emma bursts out laughing and it takes a moment before she can respond.
"What?!" she asks with an incredulous laugh and Snow starts to explain.
"I spoke to Belle and she has offered you and Killian the use of Grumpy's old sailboat. I stocked the boat with food and necessities, and put fresh sheets on the bed and your father and Henry cleaned it up a bit. Henry is staying with Regina this week to help Roland settle in so you have the entire week to sail around by yourselves."
Emma holds her mother's hand's and when she finishes laughing she hugs her quickly.
"You've just thought of everything, haven't you?" she says and then Emma's smile starts turning to happy tears.
"Thank you, Mom. Really, for everything. Thank you." With one more laughing hug, Snow sends Emma away to find Killian.
No one objects when Emma excuses Killian from a circle of men talking about fishing, to pull him away down a back alley towards the docks. When they are out of sight of the party, she stops to turn to her husband and smile.
"I'm stealing you away." And then a knowing grin spreads across Killian's face.
"Just who's the pirate here, Love?" he asks and she grabs a handful of her dress in one hand and his hand in the other as she starts running towards the docks, laughing the whole way.
Killian spins Emma around with a sharp jerk of her arm at the edge of the dock and kisses her breathless as he tries backing her up towards the gangplank of the Jolly Roger, floating nearby.
Emma stops his progress with a hand on his chest and then tears her lips from his with a sigh.
"I'm not kidnapping you on your own ship." She says and gives a short laugh at his confused expression before she steps a few feet backwards and pulls him by the hand towards the small sailboat tied up on the other side of the dock. Still confused, but intrigued, Killian lets Emma lead him on board the modern vessel.
"Are we stealing a boat, Swan? Your pirate antics have no bounds it seems." He says with a distinct glimmer of pride in his eyes.
"Not stealing. It was offered by Belle, cleaned up by my father and Henry and fully stocked by my mother for us to use for the next week."
Emma spins around, holding out her arms to show him the boat.
"What do you think?" she asks with a saucy grin as she drops her hands to her hips.
Killian swaggers closer with his most pirate-y look and a raises an eyebrow at her as he taps his bottom lip with his thumb. He steps in close and smooths his hands over Emma's hips, tugging her closer to bring her body flush against his.
"I think we'd better get this boat out to sea far enough so the whole town won't hear when I make you scream." He rumbles in her ear.
"Better get sailing then, Captain." Emma says in a sultry voice as she pulls back from Killian with a smile and unzips the back of her voluminous dress, holding his eyes, as it drops to her feet. She is standing in the middle of the deck completely naked except for her silver heels and Killian's heart stops. He staggers back a step as he stares at his wife for a long while. When he recovers slightly, Killian narrows his eyes at Emma with a predatory look.
"Had I known that you were naked under that dress, Love, I would have made quite the scene when I tore it from your body and took you right there on main street; people and party be damned." He says darkly and Emma shivers at the thought while Killian stalks her across the deck.
She steps out of the dress pooled at her feet as Killian reaches her again and she melts into him as he bends to give her a scorching kiss. Emma pulls away and steps back towards the sliding glass door leading to the cabin.
"I'm gonna get out of the cold. Don't take too long, Killian. I don't want to have to start without you." She says with a mock pout as she backs away, below deck, pausing only to scoop up her discarded dress.
After a deep, steadying breath, Killian whips around and rips off his jacket, throwing it aside as he takes stock of their new vessel.
"Get this boat moving Jones." He mumbles to himself as he jumps onto the dock, to untie and toss the ropes onto the boat before jumping back on board and hauling himself up by a rope to raise the sails and get the blasted boat moving.
Thirty minutes later, Killian drops down to the deck and slides the glass door open to find Emma sprawled naked on her stomach, across the large bed at the bow of the boat. She is holding a half-filled glass of wine in one hand and a chocolate-covered strawberry with a bite taken out of it, in the other. She looks up when he enters the room and smiles guiltily at him.
"I may have started without you." She says with a laugh as she rolls over from her stomach to her back and sits up to offer him the glass of wine and the strawberry. Killian comes forward with a dark grin, making a 'tsk' sound, wearing his best chastising expression.
"Naughty girl. You may need to be properly reprimanded for your indiscretion later, darling." He says as he slowly saunters to the edge of the bed to look his fill of his beautiful naked wife lying across the bed. He plucks the glass from her hand and downs the wine in two gulps before placing the glass on the floor and lightly gripping Emma's wrist to hold it steady while he takes a big bite from the strawberry in her hand.
"Now, if there are no further interruptions or crises, I am going to take my time and finally make love to my wife." He says as he loosens the cuffs of his shirt and continues to let his eyes wander over her body.
Emma suddenly lunges forward to kneel on the bed in front of him and press a sweet, lingering kiss to his lips as her arms slide around his neck.
"You are wearing far too many clothes, sailor." Emma says as she toys with the top button of his shirt. She falls back onto the bed with a bounce and a laugh, and then licks her bottom lip hungrily as she watches Killian remove his shirt by pulling it over his head, kick off his boots and then whip open his belt buckle and the buttons of his trousers. With a quick bend and kick, Killian is naked before her and Emma sighs with happiness as she opens her arms to him.
Killian wastes no time as he kneels over Emma's body until he is close enough to feel her breath on his neck.
A small part of his brain is still in wonder at the fact that Emma really married him and she is his wife! and he gets to keep her forever, and how the hell did he manage that?! And why the blazes is he suddenly nervous? He's had Emma in every position and location possible, what is wrong with him? Focus, man, focus!
He busies himself with mapping every inch of her soft, smooth skin with his hands and hunting the source of her intoxicating scent of vanilla mixed with something spicy and wild that he can never place, but drives him wild with every breath.
"Killian." She says in a breathless whisper and he looks up into Emma's glittering emerald eyes.
Killian's nervousness evaporates instantly and he flashes Emma a dimple as the side of his mouth turns up in a smirk before leaning down to capture her lips with his, in a ravishing kiss. His hands come up to frame Emma's face and stroke her temples with his thumbs as he relishes the feel of her lips sliding over his. Her tongue runs along the seam of his lips, begging for entrance and he opens to her, sighing with absolute contentment.
Threading his fingers through her curls, Killian moves his mouth to Emma's jaw and then to her ear to gently suck on it, making Emma inhale sharply and close her eyes. Slowly licking a wet trail down her throat, Killian pauses to suck on her pulse point and then draws his lips down to her collarbone.
Killian's concentration is starting to waver as Emma starts to arch her hips up against him and his heartrate kicks up a notch. Emma's fingers are running through his hair and down his neck to dig into the muscle of his shoulders as his teeth bite down lightly on her collarbone before he moves down to lick at the valley between her breasts.
Killian's hands are slowly working their way down Emma's body, caressing her jaw, tracing the column of her throat, trailing softly down the inside of her arms to splay across her ribcage and hold her in place so he can lave attention on her with his mouth.
Emma's every nerve ending is screaming out for Killian's touch and she is having trouble forming cohesive thoughts other than her carnal desires so she stops trying. Her body takes over from her mind and she can only feel and want. Killian is already driving her mad before his mouth closes over her nipple and Emma almost loses herself as she moans loudly.
He palms one breast as he lovingly nibbles on the other, all the while losing his mind at the sensation of Emma's slick heat leaving her wetness down the length of him. She pauses and Killian takes the opportunity to slide down her body more and leave a path of open-mouthed kisses across her stomach and bring his hands down to pin her hips solidly to the bed.
When Emma realises Killian's intended destination, her eyes fly open with another moan and she wantonly opens her thighs wider.
Killian smiles against her skin and looks up to send her a sexy wink before kissing the inside of her hip and making her sigh with anticipation. His hands start drifting down to caress up and down the inside of her thighs before he kisses down the crease between her leg and her mound.
Without warning, Killian leans forward to suck Emma's clit into his mouth and Emma arches up from the bed with a scream as her hands slam down to grip the bed sheets. He moves his mouth away from her clit as quickly as he took it and then settles in to very gently lap at her slick folds.
Emma is moaning and writhing for what seems like hours as Killian slowly builds the heat inside her to a boiling point. She is panting harshly and every muscle in her body tensed when he slips two long fingers inside her and pauses before pulling them slowly back out. Emma arches and a groan tears from her throat as Killian pushes his fingers back into her wet heat and continues to drive her into mindless ecstasy.
"Killian!" she strangles out when Killian curls his fingers deep inside her and he sucks hard on her clit, sending Emma screaming over the edge of orgasm, praising his name over and over. Killian tenderly licks around her throbbing bundle of nerves while she comes down from her climax and he gently slips his fingers from her, licking them clean.
Killian continues to kiss all around her nether regions as if he doesn't want to stop but Emma reaches down to tap a finger under his chin and he looks up at her with a smug grin.
"Get up here." She says in a sexy purr and Killian is helpless to resist her so he crawls up her body.
Emma's breathing has not quite returned to normal but she holds Killian's jaw with both hands and tilts her head to lick her own release from his lips before sinking into a deep kiss.
"Mmm have I told you how amazing you taste, Love?" he asks as he winds a stray curl around his finger. Emma's green eyes darken as she nudges his shoulder to push him off her and he obliges, rolling to lay on his back and cushion his head with his hands as he looks up at Emma. She retraces the same path down Killian's body that he took on hers, pausing to scrape her nails down his chest, through his dark chest hair and take a good nip out of his hard stomach.
"I'm not sure I remember your exact flavour, Captain. I'd better reacquaint myself with your taste." She says with glittering eyes, making Killian chuckle as he watches her slip down his body with a big smile. She nibbles a trail across his hips as her hands precede her mouth to his quivering erection.
Killian inhales roughly as Emma's hand wraps around his length and sets a torturously slow pace stroking him up and down. Her mouth meets her hand and she presses small kisses from his base to the tip. Knowing it really makes him wild, she holds his eyes as she opens her mouth and sucks the head of his cock into her mouth.
Killian knew it was coming but he can't hold back his gasp as he watches his cock disappear between Emma's perfectly swollen lips and then feels his tip bump against the back of her throat. He moans through gritted teeth but forces his eyes open to watch every second of Emma's loving.
"That feels truly amazing, Love." He murmurs as she moans around his length with pleasure. The vibrations send sparks of sensation shooting up his spine and Killian groans louder.
Emma slides the rough part of her tongue back and forth over the super sensitive spot on the underside of his tip and then glances up to watch as Killian tries in vain to stop his eyes from rolling back in his head when she runs her short fingernails lightly over his balls.
"Gods, Emma. If you keep that up, we are going to end up taking an unscheduled break from all this." He says in warning as he feels his climax building already.
Emma grins coyly at him and pops his cock out of her mouth for a moment.
"Well, we do need to have a dinner break at some point." She says, leaving a stunned look on Killian's face as she engulfs his member once more. Killian watches Emma start rising and falling faster and faster on his cock and he is nearing the end very quickly.
"Emmaaa…" he moans out as a last warning before he starts thrusting up into her soft mouth. She sucks hard on him, hollowing her cheeks as she twists her head suddenly and presses her tongue down over his tip and Killian is lost.
He thrusts up into her one more time and his body jerks as he releases into her wicked mouth. Emma gulps twice and then reaches up to hold the base of him as she removes her mouth and starts licking and kissing him everywhere.
Killian is staring at Emma with a dazed look of disbelief as he pants harshly and runs a somewhat shaky hand through his black hair.
"Gods, Emma!" he finally manages as she wriggles up to lie beside him. Killian pulls her in for a sweet, languid kiss before they both lie back again to sigh contentedly.
"You taste pretty amazing too, babe." She says with a smug smile and Killian laughs as he pulls her in for another kiss, thinking to himself that it could not be possible to love this woman any more than he does.
A few minutes later, Killian insists that Emma stay curled up in their new love nest as he goes in search of food and drink. Standing naked in front of the refrigerator, he decides on the plate of sandwiches covered in cling wrap and carton of orange juice, mentally thanking his new mother-in-law.
Then he grins to himself at the term 'mother-in-law'.
Then he grins wider at the term 'father-in-law' and starts thinking up amusing new taunts for David.
Sandwich plate in one hand, juice carton in the other, Killian closes the fridge door with his foot and turns back towards Emma. On the way, a small, pink and white, striped giftbag on the counter catches his eye.
Frowning, he puts the juice down to investigate.
"Love? What's this?" he asks and he hears Emma chuckle from the bed.
"That is a special gift from Regina. She apparently snuck in to leave it for us during the party."
Killian opens the card attached to the giftbag and reads.
Enclosed are a few honey-moon treats that I didn't think your parents would think to leave for you. Enjoy.
-Regina
Killian quirks a curious eyebrow at the note and goes to peek in the bag but Emma snatches it away with a smile and saunters back to the bed.
"That's for later. I'm hungry." She says but Killian knows he definitely glimpsed black lace and leather in there. He grabs the juice once more and follows Emma back to the bed, sitting the food between them, picnic-style.
A while later, Killian decides that naked picnics may just be his new favourite past time as they talk and touch and eat and laugh, but soon enough, the food is forgotten and ends up unceremoniously pushed off the bed to clatter on the floor as Emma decides their 'time out' is over.
She crawls into Killian's lap, straddling his legs as she kisses him deeply and twirls her fingers in his coarse chest hair, outlining the large compass rose tattoo with her finger. She squirms restlessly in his lap and Killian smirks against her lips as she tries to find some kind of friction against her dripping heat. While she is otherwise distracted, Killian reaches around her to tip over the giftbag from Regina, spilling its contents onto the bed. There is the confusing tangle of black lace and leather that he had seen earlier, but what grabs his attention is the two tiny vials of shimmering liquid that roll out of the bag; one blue, one gold.
Emma's head whips around at the sound of the clinking glass vials and she turns back to a grinning Killian.
"Still a pirate, Love." He says grinning as he picks up one of the tiny vials to examine it and Emma huffs in annoyed amusement.
The label across the vial of sparkly blue liquid simply says, 'Only ONE drop under his tongue for an hour of fun." And Killian's curiosity is piqued. He looks at Emma and shrugs as he pulls the stopper from the vial and tips his head back to drop the liquid under his tongue.
It tastes salty and sweet, he decides as he rolls the taste around in his mouth and pushes the stopper back into the vial. Emma is watching him intently and he notices that she is holding the golden coloured vial, unstoppered in her hand.
"Well I was going to wait to try these this because I'm not exactly sure what they will do, but I guess we have nowhere to be." She says with a laugh before tipping her head back to put a drop of the golden liquid under her tongue. Emma brings her eyes back to meet Killian's and she blinks at the sudden change; his pupils are widely dilated and he she feels his erection pushing against her stomach already.
Emma feels a surge of pleasure run through her, shooting straight to her now-pulsing clit. Killian leans back slightly to brush his rock-hard cock against her pussy experimentally and they both gasp at the intense sensations and their instant readiness.
"Holy shit!" Emma groans and gingerly reaches out to hold Killian's cock at bay for a moment and look into his smiling eyes.
"Well this is interesting." Killian says with a devious glint in his eyes, as he grips Emma around the ribcage and lifts her small frame up and lowers her slowly down again, to impale her wet folds onto his cock.
"FUCK!" Emma screams as she claws at Killian's shoulders and starts climaxing around him. Killian holds Emma's hips tight and tumbles them both forward so that Emma is lying on her back and Killian gives her no chance to rest before setting a fast pace of hard thrusts, making her scream again and again as her orgasm seems to go on indefinitely and the lights of the cabin start to flicker.
In less than a minute, Killian begins tensing and he feels a massive wave of sensation break over him as he climaxes harder than ever before. He stops thrusting and nearly collapses on top of Emma, but manages to roll to her side. Emma grips Killian's arms and rolls with him to keep him locked inside of her, putting her back on top as Killian sprawls out beneath her with a goofy smile.
Emma wiggles her butt a little and grins down at him.
"I think we know what your potion does." She says and she rolls her hips forward to slide his still-hard cock out of her far enough to slam back down onto it.
Killian moans loudly and digs his fingers into Emma's hips, helping her ride him hard until he feels her inner walls tighten and spasm around him, causing another enormous wave of sensation to take him as the entire damn boat shakes under the force of Emma's uncontrollable orgasm.
One hour, and several intense orgasms later, Emma and Killian are breathless and covered in sweat as they collapse onto the upper deck of the sailboat, tangled in each other's arms near the bow. After a full minute of ragged breathing, Emma looks at Killian with raised eyebrows.
"Well, I think that covers every surface of this boat. Anymore of that potion and we'll have to find another boat. Regina should market that stuff. Viagra's got nothing on that potion."
Killian laughs heartily and then glances down his body.
"I think I'm finally spent for the time being, Love."
And then he drops his head back down on the deck and furrows his brow as he swallows hard.
"And incredibly parched." He says with a dry chuckle as he clumsily strokes at Emma's sweat-slicked hair.
Emma's eyes are closed as she lets the cool night breeze cool her heated skin but she smiles at him in the dark.
"I have a plan." She says as she flicks her wrist, making the carton of orange juice appear between them and Killian praises her and her magic as he sits up to chug down over half the carton before offering it to her.
"What is your plan, Darling?" he asks as she takes the juice from him and he flumps back down on the deck.
"Plan is: Drink. Nap. Swim. Snack. Repeat." She says, counting off each word on her fingers, and Killian laughs again.
"Perfect." He says in a dopey voice and when Emma is finished with the orange juice, he pulls her back down to cradle her in his arms and kiss her forehead lovingly.
"I love you, Emma Swan." He murmurs sleepily and she smiles into his chest.
"I love you so much, Killian Jones."
Emma and Killian let the sway of the boat lull them to sleep under the stars in seconds.