A/N: Hey everyone! This chapter of 'In Your Light' is one of the last we have before the wedding chapter (I'm flirting with one more for the night before though). These passed few weeks have been crazy busy for me and at least for a few more days will remain super hectic. That being said, I really appreciated the chance to wade back into one of my favorite AUs and luxuriate in some cute CS-ness. It was very much needed today. Thanks so much for reading and hope you all have a great rest of your day!
"Promise me you'll try and have a little fun when I'm gone." Killian remembered the plea Emma left him with last night as her sisters and friends waited for her to join them. They'd all been eagerly watching from the car, eating up the exchange as they sat ready for the spa weekend they'd insisted on throwing for Emma pre wedding, but Killian's eyes had only seen Emma.
Despite her impending forty-eight hours of spoiling, Emma seemed worried, and she'd been sporting a little crease in her brow thanks to her concern for him. Killian had sought to comfort her and nodded in agreement. He would try, even if he found it bloody unlikely that he'd characterize any weekend away from Emma as fun.
As he'd expected, he found very little in the way of enjoyment when Emma was gone, and instead was largely gripped with uneasiness. After a restless night's sleep, Killian had gone through his day finding that the memory of Emma followed him always. On his run down the beach, his walk through town, his impromptu visit to work, and everywhere in between she was there. He'd had to keep telling himself over and over that he just had one more night to wait, but being left alone with his wandering mind for so long had Killian considering a good many things about his life.
We need to fill this house with kids, Killian thought to himself not for the first time as he moved through the empty rooms missing Emma. And a dog. Definitely a dog.
Planning for the future had largely become the weekend's main activity and though Killian attempted to distract himself with other things, the thoughts wouldn't stop buzzing in his head. He'd settled on the need to build a tree house for those kids he kept dreaming up and to find some more flowers for the gardens out back that Emma might enjoy. He thought a lab might do well for the family dog, or another larger breed with a mild temperament. Killian always wanted a dog of his own as a boy, and though he couldn't take one on when he was in the service, they could certainly do so now.
Of course every time thoughts like these came he wanted to talk them all over with Emma. Her opinion would prove paramount in all these considerations and more than once Killian found himself wanting to text her with questions. He'd corralled himself though into just sending one to wish her a good morning and to tell her he was thinking of her. She'd responded right away saying she loved him and he'd sent the same back.
Maybe it was ridiculous, to miss her this much this quickly, but Killian couldn't seem to shake the feeling that Emma should be here. His home would never be the same in her absence. As it was, Killian was staring in the face of a rather dull evening. The afternoon was pressing on and he had little in terms of a plan other than a potential trip to Granny's to grab some food and perhaps a movie. Gods, when was the last time he'd had down time like this? And when would it finally be over?
The Universe took pity on Killian in that moment in the form of a loud banging against the door and the sounding of his brother's voice from the front porch.
"Open up brother! No use wasting a perfectly fine day indoors sulking." Killian looked around the room that he'd been residing in, pretending to read when all he'd done was think of Emma. Was this sulking? Aye, it was likely sulking.
"Seriously, Killian, you need to get the hell out of this house!" David's voice in the mix meant that this was no simple brotherly interference but an intervention. Despite the embarrassment he should have felt at being so transparently enamored with Emma, Killian couldn't help but smile. It was nice to have this, a system of people who cared enough to find him when he wasn't feeling himself.
"I could pick that window lock in a minute or so," Liam said cheerfully as Killian approached the door.
"Alright, alright I'm coming." Killian swung the door open to find that along with his brother and David stood Graham and Kristoff too, pretty much as he'd expected. "And if you don't think Emma's outfitted every point of this house with Liam resistant locks, you're a fool."
Liam bellowed out a laugh as he happily invited himself in with the others following. Of all of them, Graham was the only one who so much as hinted at being sorry for the intrusion. The others saw it as their public duty or something equally bizarre.
"I have to say it's not quite as bad as I expected," Dave joked taking a look around the house. He'd find no problems with the house in the slightest since Killian's first order of business when Emma had been swept off on this mini vacation last night was to clean every last corner of this place.
"Oh trust me mate, it's bad. This is military level cleanliness. A man doesn't revert to such things unless he's missing his woman something fierce."
"So you're house then…" Killian prompted watching the smile grow on Liam's face.
"Cleanest it's been in ages." Kristoff shook his head incredulously.
"If Anna is expecting a house like this when she gets back she's in for a real treat. Garrett and Lena suddenly decided this morning that mud pies were not for babies after all." Now that Killian had to laugh at for he could just imagine how it had all happened. Without their mother about, those two fell into a state just shy of total chaos and Kristoff, doting and caring as he was, could never seem to rein them in.
"I assume you've all come with a plan." The other's nodded at Killian's comments.
"Aye, brother. You're going to take us out on that boat of yours and we'll let the sea sort this out." Killian grinned at that. He'd debated sailing earlier, but felt it might be a little too solitary out there without anyone else. He was thankful for the company and the chance at some distraction.
"Don't you get sea sick or something, mate?" Killian asked Kristoff, only remembering a part of what Emma had told him one night. He distinctly remembered interrupting her story with some far more salacious activities than recounting family quirks. Kristoff shook his head.
"No. I'm afraid of open water." Liam slapped Kristoff on the back just a touch harder than was really necessary.
"We've got him a vest and a six pack for himself. He'll be fine once he finds his sea legs." That assurance from his brother was enough for Killian and soon enough they were out by the docks collecting the True North and heading out into the water for the day.
With no real plan in mind, Killian kept things light and for the sake of Kristoff, whose eyes were nearly bugging out of his head, stayed close to land most of the way. David distracted the man by asking questions about the kids and their plans today. They were on something called a 'play date' and their babysitter was on call to get them if need be. Still Kristoff seemed on edge, and even if it was laughable the way he stayed at the center of the boat, willfully wearing his life jacket, Killian felt for the man. No one should be facing some sort of nightmares for the sake of keeping him occupied.
So instead of heading out further into the blue waves, they sailed the coast until deciding to dock a few towns down the shoreline. Killian had been to this small town before, finding it charming but nowhere near as desirable as Storybrooke, and it held its same level of quaintness today. Based on Kristoff's reaction though, one would think this place was heaven itself.
"You think he'll brave the trip back or take his chances and hitch a ride?" David asked and Killian shrugged, truly unsure. With Kristoff there was simply no knowing for certain.
"Ten bucks says he's already sent someone an SOS. I'd bet he's gone within the hour." David took out his wallet.
"Actually, I'll take that bet. I give him thirty minutes." Killian laughed at this group's constant competition. Everyone wanted to know the future before it happened and then the bragging privileges that came with being right. Killian rarely ever stuck his hat in the ring but in this he'd wager that Dave was closer to the outcome.
Making his way down the street with the others, Killian paused at the window of a small shop selling assorted trinkets. Typically he'd walk by a store like this, but there in the window was something that caught his eye. He told Dave and Graham he'd be back in a minute and left the two men to continue their debate on Kristoff's travel home.
Killian largely disregarded the rest of the space, moving straight to the bracelet that had made him stop at all. Up close it was even better than he'd expected, with a thin leather band brought together by a single charm in the shape of a compass. The silver token lacked the same detail and sentiment of the one Emma had given him, but Killian still thought Emma might like it, and he wanted to show her he'd been thinking of her. He made quick work of bringing it to the counter and having it wrapped only to find his friends outside, eyes glued to something down the street. They didn't so much as look at Killian when he stepped back to them.
"Kristoff texted the babysitter as soon as you mentioned port. Paid her a hundred dollars to drive two towns over and pick him up." Dave couldn't keep the grin off his face as Graham handed him a ten, grumbling as he did so.
"You're kidding." Both men shook their head and nodded towards the car heading out of town now. "Does Liam know?"
"Bloody hell, is that Kristoff?!" There was their answer. Liam came ambling down the street from wherever he'd just been. "I leave that man alone five minutes and he's hightailed it out of here. Well you can bet he'll get an earful about that from Anna. Soon as I tell Elsa of course."
"One last day of freedom for him then," Killian mused and Liam grunted.
"Wouldn't be so sure about that." Killian quirked a brow at Liam, wondering if his brother knew something he didn't about the weekend's plans but seeing that his brother had no intentions of elaborating, Killian decided to drop it.
Instead of lingering on his questions, Killian cast his glance to the rest of the main street until something else caught his eye. There in the moment he realized there was one last thing he could get for Emma today, though he believed the shock of this would far surpass a simple bracelet. When his brother noticed the direction of Killian's thoughts he laughed.
"Seems we have the rest of our day sorted. Let's go then brother, lead the way." And Killian did, finally finding something that felt truly worthwhile on this day apart from his Swan.
…..
Maybe I could just tell them, Emma thought to herself. Her sisters and friends would understand right? They all had men they loved in their life, even Belle if this weekend's confessions about her feelings for Will were taken into account. But at the same time, it was kind of ridiculous to cut a weekend like this short just because she wanted to be in Killian's arms again. One more night away wasn't going to hurt in the long run.
"Uh oh. Looks like the trip is ending even earlier than we planned," Mary Margaret's words drew Emma from her own thoughts and she raised a brow to her friend.
"What?" Emma tried to keep the hope out of her voice as she asked and Anna laughed.
"I'm surprised we got this far honestly, but good call on only making the reservation for one night, Belle." Belle raised her glass of champagne up before taking a sip and letting herself luxuriate into the comfortable chair some more, closing her eyes.
"So if we only have the rooms for one night then that means…" Emma let the words trail off, suddenly so excited that they were heading home this much sooner. She felt a weight lifting off of her that no spa treatment had been able to make better over the last twenty-four hours.
"We should be mad that you're calling the weekend so early, but I can't seem to fault you when you look so happy." Emma turned to Elsa smiling. Her sister was right after all, she was happy, incredibly so. She had someone to come home to that was better than massages and mimosas all day. Who would have thought love like that existed?
"Kristoff said that Killian was in worse shape when they picked him up this afternoon. At least Emma put on a brave face all weekend." Emma laughed, picturing Killian being forced into some sort of male bonding. She knew he'd hesitate at first, but in the end she hoped he had fun.
Emma and her friends decided that they'd keep things simple, relaxing for just a little while at the spa and then heading home, grabbing dinner on the way. According to the others, Killian and the guys wouldn't be back until after dark anyway, but Emma was so excited to see him, especially when she found out he had no idea she was coming back tonight. The guys had kept it a secret and Emma was glad for it, wanting to see the look in his eyes when she was home.
A few hours later, as she finally walked up the front steps, Emma debated ringing the bell, just to see his surprise at her being back, but decided a sneakier approach would be more fun. Unfortunately, before she could so much as open the door, Killian was there, flinging it open and looking at her with boundless happiness in his eyes.
"Emma, love, you're home!" Emma nodded, feeling herself get a little choked up at the sweetness of his tone. His hands were on her in a second, pulling her closer and Emma took a deep steadying breath. It was good to be back here with him.
"I take it you missed me." Killian growled at that, and she could feel it from his chest coursing through her whole body. He pulled back from their embrace to kiss her, and not a gentle perusal of any kind, but a hot and heavy, making up for lost time kind of kiss. It didn't matter that they were out there on the front porch for anyone to see, in fact, Emma kind of liked that. The whole world should know how into each other they were.
"I always miss you, love. It's impossible not to." Emma's hand came to cup Killian's cheek as she took him in, seeing nothing but truth in his eyes. They made their way inside and just as Emma closed the door, Killian pulled her into his arms and kissed her with so much more fervor it nearly overwhelmed her. She reveled in his closeness, letting herself believe he was back in her arms again and silently vowing that she wasn't going on any girls trips for a good long while.
"I might have missed you too," Emma whispered against his lips when they broke apart to catch their breath.
"Might have?" Killian's hands traced the soft cotton of the sweater she'd needed for the nighttime chill before moving underneath it to run his hands across her skin.
His touch set sparks of pure lust shooting through her, leaving heat in its wake but where she wanted him to go faster, he took his time, moving up slowly before finally making contact with her bra. In seconds her shirt and sweater were both gone and then Killian was slowly moving his hands across her skin again. He knew she wanted more, but he held back waiting for his answer.
"Definitely missed you." Killian hummed his approval at her confession.
"Aye, Swan, that's what I thought." Her bra was unclasped in that moment, freeing her breasts for his attentions and Emma arched towards him, not giving a damn that they were so unevenly dressed. She just wanted his hands and his mouth on her making her feel dizzy with the same sensations Killian always seemed to bring.
"For the rest of the evening I intend to persuade you from taking any more of such trips. I'll remind you why being here in our home will always be the best choice." Emma nodded, truly liking this idea, and pulled him down for another kiss, needing to feel him. She nipped at his bottom lip, hoping to get him more riled up so he'd take things faster and she somewhat succeeded.
"No persuasion necessary. I'm already convinced," Emma said as she moved her hands under his shirt, feeling his hard muscles. But when she reached his chest, just over his heart she felt something, a bandage of some sort. Quickly she stripped the shirt away and looked up to Killian.
"Killian, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Killian shook his head, grinning.
"No, love. Just a souvenir from our day apart." Emma didn't understand what he meant. What could he possibly have done that would require something like that? "Anyone ever tell you that you're thoroughly adorable when confused, love?"
Emma arched a brow now at Killian, wanting some sort of answer and he grinned, taking her fingers to tear away the bit of tape holding the cotton down. Underneath Emma found something she hadn't expected.
"You got a tattoo?!" Emma asked, shocked and then she saw what it was. Her constellation, the one that he'd shown her the night she agreed to move in. She was sure of it. She wanted to run her fingers across it, but the wound was too fresh and she balled her fingers together in a fist that rested lower on his chest as she felt happy tears spring to her eyes. He'd done this for her and she loved it.
"The mark you've left on my heart is permanent love, but while you were gone, I thought it might be good to get a physical reminder."
"Killian, I don't know what to say." She could say that she found the gesture incredibly thoughtful and heart warming. She could say that him getting this done, stamping an emblem of her that would be there forever above his heart was incredibly romantic. She could even say that the sight of the fresh black ink made her want him so much she wanted to just jump him now. But she let the moment be instead, letting their love flow freely as it was.
"Seemed only fitting that I should have you branded on me, love. I have some from my time in the service, and you are far and away a more important part of my life than the past. You're everything." His hand had moved to push away a strand of her hair, and for a moment she was spell bound, caught in the bright blue gaze that shone as brightly as it did only for her.
When she came back to herself, Emma's hands moved to the button of Killian's jeans, now no longer interested in even pretending they were going slow. She wanted him right now right here. Her perfect, gorgeous, incredible fiancé had pushed her over the edge.
"So you like it then?" Emma pulled him down for another kiss, wanting that smug smile replaced by the heat and desire she felt.
"That would be an understatement. Now, either you get me to bed in thirty seconds or this reunion is about to happen in the foyer." Killian growled, sweeping her up with him upstairs and laying her out on the bed after all the rest of their clothes had been discarded.
"Gods, Emma, how are you possibly mine?" Emma shivered against him, unable to control it. Whenever he said things like this, she was helpless to the onslaught of feelings that descended upon her. He was just so thankful to have her and his openness with that made her feel safe and loved and cherished. The ferocity of these emotions always stole her breath away but left her needing him immensely.
"The same way you're mine." Killian smiled at her own laying of claim to him before kissing along her jaw and down her neck.
"I'm going to make sure you're so happy, love. I'm going to give you everything, I promise." Emma couldn't help the way her heartstrings pulled tighter at the words. He was so adamant as if he didn't realize he was already the best part of her world.
"Killian, you already make me happy." An idea occurred to Emma. She could use his sincerity to her advantage and maybe get her turn at setting the pace for once. "But if you insist on making me happy, I might know a way," Emma said teasingly as her hand moved down to grip his hard length pulling out a groan from him.
"Fuck, Emma." The sudden flash of raw hunger in Killian's gaze told Emma she'd successfully turned the tables, and before he could respond, she was pushing him back so she could straddle him. Now she was set to make this evening everything she'd wanted.
Kissing her way down from Killian's mouth along the hard, lean lines of his body, Emma paused as she came to face his cock. She could feel the tension rolling off of him, but he waited and Emma had a sudden glimpse of why he might constantly be teasing her. This felt good, knowing that he was so strung out with wanting because of her, but Emma was far less patient than Killian, taking him into her mouth wanting to watch him really lose control.
Emma fed off of his barely restrained grunt as she worked him precisely the way he loved. She watched him starting to slip up with his rein over himself, and felt Killian's release coming, but before she could get him there he pushed her away and back up to him.
"No way, Swan. Fantastic as you are at that, I had some very different ideas about how this reunion would go." Emma huffed out a breath at the change in plans.
"You always have to be the Captain, don't you?" The wicked gleam that came to his blue eyes made Emma's toes curl. She'd just found a hot button to push to get Killian just as needy as she wanted him.
"I think you rather like it when I am, love." Killian moved above her and Emma spread her legs wider so he'd have better access. He was right after all, she did love the obscene amount of pleasure he brought her day in and day out. Killian surprised her though, by filling her with two fingers before teasing her clit with his thumb, and the sudden fullness with the bit of friction pulled an unintended cry from her.
"Killian!" He smiled at her, and underneath the confidence and roguishness, she saw that he was trying just to love her and to show her how much he always would.
"This is what I pictured all weekend, Swan. You, lovely as always as I make you fall apart. I pictured all the years we'll have together, having to sneak moments like this someday because our children will be sleeping, the children we're going to make and raise together. Tell me you thought of this, Emma. Tell me you want this." Killian's hand continued to tease her as his mouth came to her breast.
"I did, I do. I think about it all the time. I want all of it, Killian, and I want it all with you." Her eyes fluttered closed, and soon enough Emma was tumbling over the edge swiftly. When she opened her eyes again, he was grinning in that slightly lopsided way of his.
"When I take you this time, love, I want your eyes on me. I want you to watch everything between us." Emma nodded, feeling her arousal heighten at his words and as he kissed his way down her body, bringing her sex to his lips.
Emma loved his mouth on her, and he knew it, taking his time to bring her back to the tipping point from the orgasm she had just had. Emma's mind went blank, thinking only how much she loved this and loved him. Somehow things between them just kept getting better and Emma was torn between wanting this to last forever and wanting bliss right now.
"Killian, I want you with me this time," she panted as she pulled at his hair. She half expected him to deny her, but he came back up, pushing some of her hair out of her face.
"I can never seem to say no to you, love. It's a rather perplexing situation." She would have laughed, but then he was filling her and all flirty replies flew from her mind as he set a rhythm that was hard and fast and designed to take them both to bliss. The arousal she'd accrued thanks to his mouth achingly remained, until she felt him getting closer and reaching down to touch her clit. That was all it took to prompt her release and his along with her.
"There's something to be said for being apart if it means we get to do that when we come back together." Emma said later against his chest, careful not to touch the bandage over his heart as they lay together in bed, recovering.
"No need to leave my side to have that, love." Killian sounded put out by her inference that she would need to leave to get lovemaking like this and when Emma looked at him, she saw that he was frustrated at the thought of another weekend spent apart.
"Okay no more vacations apart for a while." Killian nodded, kissing her forehead lightly. Emma ran her fingers along the smooth lines of his arms, daydreaming a little of what they could do with all that time together. Then she remembered there wasn't actually that much time coming up. Small as they were keeping the wedding, there was still a lot to be done before then. Emma just wished it was the day they'd say 'I do' already.
"Two weeks and we'll be married." Killian smiled at Emma's mention of their impending wedding, as if the thought was the best thing in the world to him. He pulled her further into his arms as she said it.
"I know, love. It's going to be the best damn day of my life." Emma sighed happily.
"Mine too." Killian's smile faded in that moment and for a second Emma worried until he told her he'd forgotten something he needed to give her. She propped herself up on the bed watching her very naked Captain retrieving a small box smiling at the sight. He noticed her appreciative glances when handing it to her and gave her a self-assured grin of his own.
"Go on, love." Emma looked at him for a moment before untying the ribbon and opening the parcel to find a leather bracelet with a compass attached to it.
It was exactly the kind of thing Emma liked to wear, not too flashy but meaningful and since Killian had found it for her it felt all the more dear to her already. She'd stopped bringing the compass with her everywhere since giving it to Killian all those months back but she liked the idea of wearing this one as often as she could and keeping a piece of her past and of her future with Killian with her as she did.
"Killian, it's beautiful." She was about to say that he was spoiling her, that all of this was getting to be a bit too much, but he beat her to the punch kissing her senseless all over again.
"I love you Emma and I promise I always will." And as Emma replied that she loved him too, she knew that Killian meant what he said and that she could trust him with her heart for now and forever.
Post-Note: So there we have it! This week's installment of 'In Your Light' miraculously got posted even if it is a day later than usual. I hope that you all enjoyed the bit of fluffiness and would love to hear what you all thought. This story is definitely an awesome one to write cute moments for and I like the chances I get to incorporate the other characters too. I see it going on for quite a while even after the wedding, and I've outlined some parts of Emma and Killian's story I still really want to include that I'm hoping you will all like. Here's hoping that season 6 brings not only fantastic CS moments but good show wide chemistry too. It's always awesome when that happens. Anyway, thanks for reading and see you next time!