A/N: I am so amazed with all the follows and reviews! You're the best!

This chapter is longer than my others and it contains teenage sex. Now, they are both over 16, so it's legal. If it's not your cup of tea, you know what to do!

Disclaimer: I own my imagination only :)

Chapter 7

"I can't believe you've been here 3 weeks already!" Emma told Killian as she walked into the house on a Friday after school.

Dropping his school bag on the floor, Killian grabbed Emma by the waist and turned her around so that she faced him.

"Hm," he nodded, kissing her softly. "And one week already with you as my girlfriend. Can't beat that!" he added, kissing her more urgently.

Emma giggled happily and grabbed his hand to lead him down the stairs to his bedroom. They had two hours before her parents were due back from work and she had already planned to spend them laying down with Killian for an intense make-out session.

The pair hungrily kissed their way to his room, but Emma stopped him as he was about to close the door.

"Leave it open," she said. "So we can hear in case my parents come back early. Not that they will, but just in case!"

Killian nodded, gently pushing Emma backwards to the bed. When he put his hands behind her thighs and lifted her up, his lips never leaving hers, Emma's hands flew to his hair while she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth. Killian then carefully kneeled on the bed and slowly laid Emma down, his body hovering over hers.

"Gods, I love you so much Emma!" he told her before kissing her more feverishly than ever.

Their hands started to roam over their clothed bodies before Emma became impatient and lifted Killian's shirt over his head. She absolutely loved touching his body, the soft skin, the soft hair covering his chest. Briefly pulling away, Emma nodded silently at Killian's unspoken question. He quickly removed her shirt before burying his face into her bra-covered cleavage, kissing the swell of her breasts while she moaned her appreciation. She didn't stop him when his clever fingers managed to unhook her bra. She even helped him remove the piece of clothing. And she didn't stop him either when he took one of her nipples into his mouth and started to twirl his tongue around the sensitive nub. The heat she felt between her legs was too good to stop him.

And when her own hand found itself on his crotch, he didn't stop her either. She could feel how hard and hot he was through the denim. When his lips trailed wet kisses from her breasts up her neck and up to her mouth, Emma grabbed his hand and guided it between her own clothed legs. Panting and moaning, they started to rub at each other's crotch, their bodies pressed to one another.

"Oh gods, Killian! I'm so close!"

"Me too. Gods Emma, I'm gonna come! Come with me, baby!"

They both groaned and panted and moaned and rubbed even more, chasing their very first release together. Emma came first, her whimpers setting Killian off within seconds.

Killian leaned his forehead against Emma's and they both chuckled at what had just happened. Wrapping her in his arms, he drew her close and Emma laid her head on his chest, holding him close.

"Mmmm, that was really nice," she whispered, briefly kissing his chest while her fingers ran through the dark hair there.

"Just nice?" Killian teased her.

Emma chuckled. "Well, I'm pretty sure it would have been much better without clothes on, but…" she trailed.

"Yeah, I know, we don't have enough time today," Killian sadly agreed.

At night, when he was alone in bed, he liked to imagine all the things they could or would do if they had enough time alone. He wanted to experience all his first times with Emma. He wanted her to be the first girl to touch his cock without clothes in the way. He hoped she would let him touch her in return. He'd also had dreams of Emma's mouth around him, not knowing if she'd be interested in such a thing. He also hoped to be able to lose his virginity to her.

But their time alone in the house was scarce, and the weather wasn't warm enough to go through with his idea of having sex by the pond. Maybe once they were back in Ireland…

The next morning, Killian was greeted in the kitchen by the Swan parents. Emma had come back from babysitting at the wee hours of the morning, so she was still sleeping.

"Killian, we've decided to go away for the weekend," Lillian Swan told him.

"Oh?"

"Spur of the moment thing," she added. "It's our anniversary on Sunday and we'd like to get away just the two of us. Emma's always been nervous to stay home alone overnight, so we'd take advantage of the fact that you're here with her."

Killian had to remind himself not to gape.

"Uh, sure!"

Killian had to pinch himself a couple times to make sure he wasn't dreaming. The parents had left half an hour earlier and he still couldn't believe his (their) luck! Figuring Emma wouldn't mind him waking her up, he silently crept into her room and went to lay down next to her on the bed.

"Mmmmm, mornin'" she mumbled. "Killian?!" she then shrieked, sitting up on the bed.

"Calm down, baby!" he laughed.

"What're you doing? My parents…" she whispered.

"Are gone away for the weekend!" he announced, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Seriously?" she beamed.

He nodded, smiling widely.

"You know what this means, right?" Emma asked him, biting her bottom lip.

"Ah… I wouldn't want to presume that we both want the same thing, but…" he trailed, unsure of himself.

"Hey," she softly said before leaning down to kiss him. "I'm pretty sure we do. Unless you're not interested in taking things a bit further?" she shyly asked.

"I am, but only if you are," Killian told her, linking his fingers with hers. "No pressure."

"No. No pressure. I want this. I want you."

Killian nodded as Emma laid back down next to him. They kissed for a while before agreeing to take a shower together. Nerves slowly faded to be replaced with excitement as they kissed and caressed each other as they removed their sleepwear. Once inside the shower stall, Killian pinned Emma to the wall and kissed her hungrily, his hands wandering up and down her body, trying to touch everywhere at once. Emma returned his kisses with as much hunger, pressing her naked form to Killian's tall frame. She could feel his erection pressing into her stomach and after some hesitation, she let her hand drop down his body to lightly touch the tip of cock.

Killian's groan of pleasure gave her the boost of confidence she needed to close her hand around him.

"I… I don't really know what to do…" she confessed.

Killian wrapped his hand around hers and gently guided her.

"Squeeze a little, up and down."

Emma nodded. She loved the feel of his cock in her hand. It was thick and long, the skin soft and hot. She could feel it twitch too. Killian's mouth return to hers as she got the hang of giving a hand job.

"Fuck baby, I'm gonna come!" he told her, panting heavily, bracing himself on the wall behind her before shooting his load onto her hand and her stomach.

He felt Emma plant kisses all over his chest as he tried to calm down his breathing. Then he drew her into his arms and hugged her tightly, kissing her head and whispering I love you's into her hair.

"Want to wash me?" she then asked him, grinning.

Killian didn't hesitate in doing so, lathering body gel all over her skin, enjoying her moans as he washed her breasts, peppering kisses all over her body as he went down to wash her legs. Emma had no idea you could get this aroused by having someone wash you, but she sure was!

When they were both clean and dried, Killian led Emma to his bedroom, the double bed better suited to their plans than Emma's single bed.

"Can I touch you too?" Killian managed to ask Emma once they were laying down on the bed.

Emma could only nod, her breath hitching at the prospect of feeling Killian's hands and fingers on her most intimate parts.

Killian then began to kiss her, first letting his hands play with her soft breasts before slowly inching down and around her body to caress her ass. Then Emma felt his fingers lightly brush along her thigh up to her crotch. She slowly parted her legs as a way to give him the go ahead he seemed to be seeking. Then she felt them, the tips of his fingers lightly touching her outer labia. She felt her skin becoming flush with this barely-there touch. She sucked in a breath when Killian let the tip of one finger slide through her labia to begin its exploration of her secret place. His middle finger gently began to move in and out of her body and she could feel his thumb searching for her clit. The moan that escaped told him he'd found it and he tried to work his hand gently but steadily.

"Oh gods! Faster Killian, please!" she begged, feeling like she would burst if she didn't come soon.

Killian started to move his hand faster, pressing harder on her bundle of nerves, his mouth finding one of her nipples and sucking on it.

Suddenly, he felt Emma's walls clamp down on his finger as she finally orgasmed, her juices coating his hand and dripping down on the bedspread.

"Mmmmm," she moaned. "That was incredible!"

The rest of their weekend was mostly spent in bed, touching each other, both giving oral sex a try, Emma having great difficulty taking Killian's huge cock in her mouth, and Killian quickly learning what to do with his mouth to make Emma go crazy.

"I wish I could bury myself in you," Killian suddenly told her on the Sunday morning.

Emma remained quiet for a moment. She wanted to give Killian this last part of herself, but she wasn't prepared.

"I don't have protection…" Emma told him.

"Yeah, me neither," Killian replied. "It's ok baby, don't worry! Maybe we'll get our chance once we're in Ireland?"

"You have condoms stashed in your room?" she giggled.

"Not me, but I know where my brother keeps his!" he laughed, wiggling his eyebrows.

Emma laughed as well and agreed that if they could, they'd do it in Ireland. She was ready.