Chapter 12:

Emma snuck into the apartment after a sweet make out session with Killian. The last thing she wanted was Ruby to notice that she was wearing a different outfit then what she wore to the date.

Captain: You still have my shirt

She grinned at her phone, looking down at the shirt that she had. It smelled like him, rum and salt.

Swan: You still my underwear from the first night

Captain: You know that is my favorite shirt. I want it back.

Swan: I think it looks so much better on me.

An idea popped into her head and she laid down on her bed, removing her bra and unbutton the shirt. She raised her phone above her and snapped a photo for her breasts that were mostly hidden by the shirt. She sent the photo to Killian and waited for his response.

Captain: Bloody hell. It does look so much better on you.

Swan: Told you so.

Captain: Sent a photo

Emma opened the photo as quickly as she could, wondering what he could possibly be sending her. It was a photo of him holding her panties to his nose, his deep blue eyes stared into the camera with lust and humor.

Swan: You are such a pirate

Captain: You know you love it ;)

Captain: I will need a new pair through because the smell is disappearing though.

Emma grinned, rushing over to her dresser and she pulled out a pair bloody red underwear. It was tiny and covered in lace. She pulled for the jeans and pulled on the underwear, rubbing them on her sex so that they were nice and soaked with her arousal. She sat down on the bed and spread her legs open, taking a photo so he could see how wet she was.

Swan: How is that ;) You can have these next time.

When he didn't respond right away, Emma just figured that he was driving. She buttoned up his shirt a little and walked out into the kitchen, planning on making hot chocolate. As she stood by a cabinet, looking for the mix, two arms wrapped around her.

"Your room. Now!" Killian growled, he tossed her over his shoulder before she could ask questions. As he stomped into her bedroom, locking the door behind him, she remembered that she forgot to lock the front door.

"What the bloody hell are you doing to me?" He demanded, tossing her on the bed and laid on top of her. Before she could answer, he captured her lips in an aggressive kiss. His teeth bit and pulled on her lips, his tongue digging into her mouth.

"I need you. I need you now." He hissed, pulling her forwards so that his erection pressed against her core.

"I am guessing you enjoyed the photo." Emma moaned, rocking her hips in time with his. He crawled down her body, unbuttoning the shirt and placed bites all down the exposed skin. Her back arched as he reached her red panties, he pressed his nose against her soaking wet core and took a deep breath in.

"My favorite smell in the whole world." He groaned out, pulling them off and quickly stuffed them in his pocket. He blew on her core, chuckling as she squirmed with the rush of pleasure ran through her body.

"Oh god, Killian." Emma moaned, suddenly she screamed out as his teeth closed down on the lips of her core.

"What is my name?" He growled, looking at her with his dominant look.

"Captain. I am so sorry Captain." Emma pleaded, she forgot about his other side.

"Good Swan." He praised, crawling back over her body and pushed into her. Emma moaned loudly, he smiled and lifted her hands then placed them onto the bar of her headboard.

"Hold on tight, Swan." He ordered and Emma tightened her grip on the bars. He lifted her legs, hooking them over his shoulders and began pounding into her at a crazy rate. He leaned forward and latched his teeth onto her nipple, biting down till she screamed out.

"Oh god. Captain!" She screamed, her release crashing over her. It was the hardest orgasm she had ever felt.

"I am not done with you." He growled, biting down on the other nipple. He kept pounding into her, her legs began to cramp up but she didn't care as other release crashes over her.

"One more Swan. Give into me." He demanded, crashing his lips against hers. His fingers moved down to her clit and rubbed as hard as his thrusts were. She screamed out once more, her legs felt like Jell-O and her whole body shook. Finally Killian moaned into her mouth, his release coating her walls. They laid in silence, still connected as she felt his cock soften.

"I should send you a photo more often." Emma joked, making him chuckle and look at her.

"I won't complain if you do." He said, finally rolling off her. He then pulled her onto of him, her head resting on his chest. She placed a kiss on his chest and looked up at him, he winked and played with her hair.

"What was this round three?" Emma asked, trying to remember how many times they had done it today.

"Sounds right, I don't really keep count though." He said, brushing a stray hair out of her face.

"So…" Emma whispered, she was horrible at after sex conversations. He grinned and rolled her off him, he laid on his side and she mirrored him.

"Tell me something about you." He whispered, looking deep into her eyes. Emma blushed, unsure what to say about herself.

"I thought you knew everything about me." She teased, he gave a half smile but kept silent as he waited for the answer.

"My favorite drink is hot chocolate with cinnamon." She said the first thing that came to mind, remembering that that was what she was planning on making it before he came over.

"Wow that is my favorite as well." He said, making Emma look shocked.

"Wait, really?" He chuckled and nodded, she stared at him for some time before accepting his answer.

"Favorite movie?" Emma asked, they spent the rest of the night talking and joking. She was enjoying this quiet night, no sex just talking.