Yeah, I'm posting before midnight!

So shout out to YJ-Lover. You made my day today. So just for you Jefferson appeared. I would love to do a something like that with them. Thank you for the great idea.

I have to warn you all now. There is drinking and naughtiness in this chapter.

Happy reading.

Fourth day of Christmas

On the fourth day of Christmas my Swan-girl gave to me: four lusty wenches.

Killian entered Granny's bright and early the next day. He went to his usual stool. Ruby saw him and winked. A cup of coffee appeared before him "How's the wooing?" Ruby leaned against the counter.

He fiddled with the cup. "She is falling, but every time we get interrupted." Hook scowled. "It is like her family doesn't want us together."

Ruby laughed. "Snow has great timing in a fight." She defended. "So how are you going to fix it."

He took a drink. "Get her drunk." He stole a glance at Ruby. "She won't go out with me, but think you and dear Belle can drag Emma out tonight?"

Ruby grinned. "You have perfect timing. It's 'wenches' night at the pub. Don't worry about a thing, she'll be there."

"Want to talk about last night." Snow and Emma were walking Henry home from school. Henry was talking animatedly with Grace and Jefferson.

"It was his gift." She kicked at a stone. "Three kisses. Harmless if he wasn't such a good kisser." She glared at the ground as Snow laughed.

"Any idea what is in store for you tonight?" Emma raised an eyebrow at her mother.

"Peace and quiet. I'm going out with Ruby and Belle. I think Ashley is coming too. Ruby asked. When I said I would think about it, Gold stopped by and called in his favor."

Snow stopped. "What?"

Emma looked at her. "Yeah, that was what I said. My favor is to keep Belle's honor, apparently."

Snow started to laugh again. "And he can't do that because?"

Emma looped her arm around her mother. "Apparently it is 'wenches' night at the pub. No males until eleven. Well minus the ones who have been there since noon. I agreed, it is probably the safest favor he will ever ask me."

Emma, Red, and Belle meet at the library to change before going to the bar. Emma scowled at Belle, who did not back down. "Why are we dressing up?" She nearly whined.

Ruby walked into the main part of the library. "It is a theme night. We have to dress up, beside if you had grown up in the Enchanted Forest you would have been wearing this anyways."

Ruby, Emma noticed, was wearing a white long sleeved tunic, covered mostly by a green with gold impressions corset with silver clamps on the front. She had a long flowing rust color skirt and brown boots. Her infamous red cloak resting on her shoulders. Her hair fell in soft curls around her face.

Belle was in a short sleeved tunic. A powder blue corset dress with brown trim fitted over the white tunic, laced up in front with black string. She also wore a cloak of a pale green with a leave pattern over it. She twisted her hair to fall over one shoulder.

Emma looked down at the clothes she was given. "Is Ashley dressing up?" She really wanted out of this, but with Gold's favor she was stuck. She cured him and his favors under her breath, as Ruby and Belle pushed her to the employes' room to change.

Killian had been sitting in the tavern since early that afternoon, nursing an ale. What surprised him was went the dwarf Grumpy came to join him. They had a civil conversation on alcohol. He looked up and realized that is was just about seven, the dwarf and he had been talking for nearly three hours and they were on their second pint. The girls, he knew, would be here around eight.

"So Grumpy any special lady this holiday season?"

He got a grunt in reply. "Could ask you the same question, Hook."

They sat in silence for a moment. "You any good in repairing boats?" Grumpy asked in mild interest.

Killian's eyebrows shot up. "Aye, I know a think or two on the subject." Grumpy nodded, standing.

"Sometime you should come out and take a look at her. Next round is on me." He left going over to the bar, sitting closest to the door.

Hook took a draft of his ale. Lasses from the town started drifting in, dressed much like they did in the Enchanted Forest. A blonde beauty, dress in a light brown leather vest with gold buttons and black leather pants, a long sleeve, brown and gray over coat completed her outfit with a belt holding in closed, so you could just see the top underneath, made her way over to him. She sat down without introduction. Ruby had mentioned to him that another would be joining their party. "I assume you are Cinderella?"

She looked at him nodding, then glanced at his hook. "Don't hurt Emma." She slide closer to him. Ashley rested a hand on his shoulder. "She helped all of us. Hurt her and you'll find you have more to worry about than Rumpelstiltskin."

Hands slammed on the table and she moved away, giving a shy smile. He looked up and forgot how to breath.

Emma stood there hands on the table, glaring at him. Even angry she was still the most lovely thing he had ever seen. A black off the shoulder tunic showed off her graceful shoulders. A golden corset, pushed her chest up, holding them firm. Black roses ran across her corset, buckets cinched the sides, all held together by red ribbon, ending with a medium bow at the top. Dark brown leather pants completed the look, hugging her assets. Her hair spilled over her shoulders, she looked very much like a siren calling him to her.

He smirked. "I've said it before, lass, and I'll say it again. You would make one hell of a pirate."

"What are you doing here." She hissed.

Ruby and Belle sat down, turning to chat with Ashley.

"I came to give you your gift." He stood, grabbing her wrist to tug her to him. He kissed her just below her ear. "On the fourth day of Christmas your pirate gives to you, four shots of whiskey."

He released her. "Come find me when you want them." He weaved through the crowd to sit by Grumpy.

Emma sighed, placing a hand over were his lips had just been.

Ruby looked at her. "What was that about?" Emma sat down, leaning back in her chair.

"My gift for tonight is four shots of whiskey." She wrinkled her nose. "Think he would do anything to it?"

Ruby shook her head. "If was anything other then shots, I would have him take a drink of it first, but its shots. Just watch them get poured and we'll be with you." The girls all grinned. Time go have fun.

They were all laughing and joking, when Belle gave them a wicked idea. Truth or Dare. Ruby took an empty beer bottle and placed it in the middle of the table.

"Alright, bottle lands on you, you get the choice. But next time it lands on you, you have to do the opposite. If you chicken out, you have to down either a kiss goodnight (1) or an aphrodisiac (2)." The girls nodded. Ruby spun the bottle. The bottle stopped at Emma. "Truth or Dare, girly."

Emma set her beer down. "Dare me, wolf."

Ruby grinned. "Go get your four shots from Hook, but he has to hand feed you them."

Emma huffed, getting up to walked over to him. He watched her approach with an appreciative eye. "Yes, love?" He raised an eyebrow. She stood in between his legs, hands resting on his thighs. She leaned in, till her lips just ghosted over his. "Feed me my shots." She pleaded sexily. Every brush of her lips sent pleasure through his veins.

"Very well." He pressed his lips briefly to hers, then turned calling for her shots. The girls had followed Emma, standing back and watching the two interact. Killian held the first shot, pressing it against her lips. Her lips parted. He tipped the amber liquid into her waiting mouth. She took his tankard, stealing a swing to chase the whiskey down. He held the next one. "Open up lass." The curve of his hook skimmed the column of her throat. She parted her lips again. He tipped the shot, watching it slip between her lips. Hook set the shot glass down, brushing his thumb across her lower lip. Watching as her tongue darted after it. He took the next shot, smirking. "Why don't you take it from me, love." He held the shot up to her face. "Just use that pretty little mouth of yours."

Emma stared at him, as she bend towards his hand and the glass. Taking the lip of the glass in between her teeth and tossing her head back. His hand took the glass from her lips, pressing a kiss then a nip along her throat. Enjoying the way she gasped, her hands squeezing his legs. He moved back. "One more."

She nodded, looking sexy as the whiskey worked its magic over her. Her fingers drawing patters on his inner thigh. He took the shot, tipping into his mouth, before crushing his lips against hers. He pried her lips open with his tongue, letting the whiskey pour into her mouth. Chasing it with his tongue, bring his own flavor to her taste buds. He tasted like rum, citrous, and the sea. She swallowed, whimpering as he pressed closer.

She was blushing when he released her. Belle was fanning her face, Ruby was whistling, and Ashley was cheering.

"Well, we'll be taking her back now." Ruby dragged Emma away from the pirate. "Don't worry we'll give her back at the end of the night." As they got back to their table, Ruby couldn't hold it in any more. "That was one damn hot show." Belle nodded.

Ashley smiled. "Sexy, Emma, sexy." She clapped Emma on the back.

Ruby sat down. "Alright girl your turn."

Emma spun the bottle, laughing when it landed on Belle. "Truth or Dare."

Belle glanced around, her voice dropping low. "Dare." She looked positively gleeful. Emma looked around. People were dancing in the middle of the bar. "Dirty dance with a guy."

Belle smiled sweetly, getting up. She wondered over to Killian. "Dance with me?"

He frown. "Lass, you do know I'm interested in Emma."

She nodded, leaning in. "We are playing truth or dare. She dared me to dirty dance. I know you won't do anything." She giggled. "You saw how she got when Ashley touched you. Tease her and she should jump you by the end of the night."

Killian smirked. "Well then, lead the dance you cleaver mink."

She dragged him over to the table, staying at the edge of the dance floor. Usher's Scream started playing. Belle danced around Killian, touching and rubbing herself against him. He moved with her, but his eyes were locked on Emma, letting her know just who he wanted grinding against him.

Emma glared, not really sure why she was upset. Killian was free to dance with whoever, still with his eyes on hers, Emma found she just wanted to steal him away. Ashley was cat-calling, while Ruby just laughed.

"I think you invented a new form of torture, Emma. Belle can't dance."

Emma laughed. "Well at least she is trying."

At the end of the song, Belle came wobbling over. "That was fun, but Rumpel doesn't dance like that."

Emma almost chocked on her beer. "Just spin the bottle, let's not take about that old crocodile."

Belle spun the bottle, landing on Ashley. "Truth or Dare." Belle was giddy.

She looked at the girls. "I've got the balls for this. Truth." Belle started bouncing and clapping.

"If you could kiss anyone in this room, who would it be?"

Ruby looked at Belle with a new appreciation. "You have an evil little mind don't you?" Belle just smiled.

Ashley was looking around. "Well, if we are only going by who is in this room, then Hook." She looked over at Emma. "Sorry, girl, but that man just screams good time."

Emma blushed. "I don't want to think about it." Ashley spun the bottle, smiling as it landed on Emma.

"Oh God." Emma tossed the rest of her beer back. "Hit me with your best shot."

"If he asked, would you let Hook have his wicked way with you?" The other girls stilled, turned their sole attention to Emma.

The back of Emma neck prickled, and she felt him standing just behind her. She turned in her seat to look at him. "As if he would ever ask." The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them. Ruby jumped up going to Killian. She was petting his arm, leaning against him. "There, there, Captain. Mean old Emma didn't mean it. Any girl in here would give up true love just for a night in your bed." She winked up at him. He smirked, playing with her hair.

"Aye, Red. I believe they would. All but the girl, who is the product of true love. What irony is that?" He turned his attention to Emma. "But I do believe she didn't answer the question. What do you say, love. Let me have my wicked way with you. I promise you would enjoy it."

Emma twitched. "I'll take an aphrodisiac." Ruby frowned, as she went to get the shot. She came back. "Rules are rules, chicken. Drink up, then go apologized to poor Captain. I think you hurt his ego."

Emma's mouth opened in shock. "You said nothing about that."

Ruby gave a smile that was all teeth. "Don't tell me you can't handle it."

Emma glared, downing the shot. "Fine." She stormed over the Killian. She pulled him to her, sealing her mouth over his. It took him only a moment before he started responding to her. He wrapped her tightly against his body. Kissing her back with a passion of a man possessed.

He pulled back, looking at the beauty in his arms. "About bloody time."

Emma pulled at his shirt, rising to nip at his neck. "Did that blow to your ego hurt?" She whispered hotly against his ear. "I don't plan on apologizing, but I will answer the question."

He groaned when she sucked at a spot just behind his ear. "Make me scream. Ever since those cuffs I can't stop thinking about you and that wicked mouth of yours." Killian's eyes snapped open, she had wiggled out of his hold and sauntered back to her table. He looked at the clock, it was eleven. The male population was pouring it. Jefferson found him with a dumb struck look on his face.

"You ok, Hook?"

He nodded, looking wide-eyed at Jeff for a moment. "She admitted it." He smirked. "I'm going to have a lusty wench tonight." He mock bowed to Jefferson. "Care to claim one for your own. I do believe there is a wolf-girl that claims no lover."

Jefferson smiled madly. "I do believe it is tea time. I must find a party guest."

Sean had come to claim his wife and Rumpel drew Belle away, leaving Ruby and Emma to finish their drinks.

"You getting any?" Emma asked out of the blue.

Ruby giggled. "Please tell me that is the whiskey talking."

Emma growled. "Answer the question, cuz I think I just signed my death warrant." She frowned. "Not that I mind."

Ruby glanced around, leaning over to Emma. "I don't have anyone, but I won't mind someone fun. Who doesn't mind the wolf." She sighed. "So many people won't come near me because of that."

Emma nodded, opened her mouth to say something, when two devilish men came out. "Ello, pretty girl." Jefferson bowed to Ruby, his insane grin making him seem more charming. "I believe your drinking partner is going to be kidnapped." He sat down next to her. "Want to have a tea party?"

Ruby was blushing and giggling. "Only if you tell me where you learned to not be afraid of me."

Jefferson laughed. "Deal. Bartender another round for me and my lady friend!"

Killian chuckled, drawing Emma into his arms. He tossed her over his shoulder and marched out of the bar. Emma was laughing and attempting weakly to be released. "Killian, let me go."

He swatted at her ass. "Not a chance. I'm going to have my wicked way with you. No two ways about it."

He let her go, once they were in her room. He knelt going under her bed for a moment, grinning when his hand found what he was looking for. He pushed her back, she bounced on the bed, staring up at him. Shivering at the dark, lust-filled looks he was giving her. Killian raised her hand above her head, kissing her deeply. When he pulled away, she tried to follow, but found she couldn't move. She looked up seeing that her hands were secured to her headboard by those handcuffs he had given her three days ago.

Killian trailed a hand down her form, stopping at the bow. "Do you know how tempting it was to unwrap you in the bar." He leaned in, taking an end of the bow in his teeth and pulling. Emma's eyes never leaving his. His fingers made quick work of the ribbon. Her corset fell open. He drew her tunic up, gently with his hook. Kissing his way up with ever inch of skin that was relieved. When his lips found a nipple, she arched off the bed with a moan. He teased her, while his hand toyed with the other. His hook slid softly down her side.

"Killian. Please. Killian I..." He pressed his lips to hers.

"Shh, Emma-love. I'll take care of you." He stood, looking down at her. She looked good enough to eat, her hands above her head, her hair spread out like a halo. Her shirt was bunched under her arm pit. Her body quivered with the sexual tension she need to release. "Oh, Emma." He palmed his own erection, drawing her eyes at his crotch. If her stare could do magic, hers down would have his pants vanish and his cock deep with in her.

He moved his hand to her leather pants, unlacing them. Using his teeth he began to pull them down and off her. "I'll get you new underwear lass." He slipped his hook under them and tore through the cloth. She was panting. He stared at her sex for a moment, noting that she was already wet. He stroked her hip, kissing his way up on thigh and down the other. She was squirming and whimpering. Giving breathless pleas.

Killian slipped a finger into her heat, groaning at how tight she was. He moved his mouth of her sex, licking her hard and slow, while his finger gave no quarter within her. He smirked when she let out a soft scream. "Killian, please." He looked up, sucking on her clit. She was staring down at him, her eyes were clouded in a hazy lust. He added another finger, pumping her, before slipping his tongue in to taste her.

She let go. Emma couldn't hold it back any more. With ever lick and suck he had brought her to the fast track of an orgasm. He stayed, lapping at her juices, helping her ride out her pleasure. When she started to come down, she sighed, rolling her hips to grab his attention. He rose up, kissing her belly button. "Killian, I want you."

He nuzzled just under her breast. "I wouldn't want anything more, but lass you're drunk." He kissed her collarbone. "I won't take you." He kissed her softly. "Now if you feel the same way in the morning. I will me more then happy to spend the day showing you just how much I want you."

She groaned. "But I gave you four lusty wenches."

He chuckled, kissing her forehead. "And I still choose you." He got up, tucking her under her covers. Killian left her room, and took a cold shower.

There you go. Fourth day of Christmas. Now on to the fifth. Lacy thongs and gold doubloons.

Tell me what you think, any ideas you might have for any of the days. What you think will be coming up. I love to hear from you.

Kiss Goodnight-1 splash dark rum, 1 ½ oz DeKuyper Raspberry Pucker schnapps, 1 ½ oz strawberry vodka, 3 oz 7-Up soda, 3 oz cranberry juice

Aphrodisiac-½ oz butterscotch schnapps, ½ oz cinnamon schnapps