A/N: Due to the following chapter I've changed the rating of this story to M just so that you're all aware. That said, I must warn you that I don't feel I write sexy scene's very well, so this won't be too graphic but if you don't like that kind of thing at all then it's probably best to just ignore this chapter.

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CHAPTER 20

X-RATED (adjective) - Pornographic or indecent.

As soon as the door to Emma's bedchamber closed behind them Killian reached for her but she gave a little giggle and ducked away. He let out a faint humph of frustration but, keeping eye contact, she merely smiled at him and took a few steps backwards.

The couple of candles that she'd left burning lent the room a soft glow but did nothing to alleviate the chill that permeated the air. Slowly, she took off her cloak and tossed it aside before raising her hand and flicking it in the general direction of the fireplace behind her. A flare of flame burst forth from the wooden logs lighting the room for a moment before dying down to a cheerful fire. The crackle and snap added a comforting note to the ambiance of the room and it wasn't long before the air around them began to warm.

Tilting her head to the side a little, she made a show of looking the pirate up and down with an appreciative smile. Eyes darkening, he shuffled restlessly under her gaze but made no move towards her until she bit her bottom lip and gazed up at him seductively from under her lashes. Very deliberately she arched a brow then raised her hand and beckoned him over.

Desire lanced through Killian igniting his blood and sending a wave of lust straight to his groin. He hadn't even touched her yet and yet his body was reacting as though he were a callow youth eager for his first time.

Swallowing hard, he walked slowly towards her until he stood as close as he could without physical contact. His gaze roamed over her face taking in her dilated pupils and flushed skin then he smiled at her with something akin to awe.

"From the very moment we met I always knew you were an enchantress, Emma," he told her huskily as he reached up and trailed his knuckles gently down her cheek, "Those bewitching green eyes and that siren smile of yours had me under your spell before I ever even knew you possessed magic."

Emma's eyes fluttered a little at his words and her breathing grew shallower as her heart sped up. She tried to form a coherent response but words were never really her thing.

"I…I…" she began but whatever else she was about to say was lost under the sudden fierce, heated pressure of his mouth.

His kiss obliterated everything from her mind and she clung to him, enjoying the play of his muscles as she slid her hands underneath his jacket and grasped his shoulders. His arms came around her and pulled her flush against him allowing her to feel the extent of his arousal as her mouth opened under his insistent tongue. Heads slanting, they strained closer to each other, lips parting and meeting again and again as they endeavoured to slake some of the need they'd denied themselves for so long.

Heat suffused her body. She needed more, wanted to touch him everywhere. There were too many clothes. Soon she was pushing the coat off his shoulders and tugging at the buttons on his waistcoat. Her bodice fell ruin to a quick swipe of his hook and a cry of protest that was quickly smothered by another heated kiss. The rest of their clothes, including his hook and brace, followed swiftly after then Killian broke away suddenly, panting heavily. He gazed at her flushed face and kiss-swollen mouth for a moment before dipping down and sweeping her off her feet and into his arms.

Emma let out a squeak of surprise then glanced up at him with a slight frown as he headed swiftly over to her bed.

"You do know that I'm quite capable of walking there myself, right?" she queried a little breathlessly, completely endeared by the gesture whatever she said.

"Of course," he replied, his voice unsteady despite his confident grin.

"As long as you know," she murmured wryly before letting out another little yelp of surprised laughter when he deposited her none to gently onto the bed.

His low chuckle mingled with hers as he joined her on the covers and pulled her to him. They both let out a simultaneous sigh of pleasure, their mirth forgotten as they were finally where they wanted to be. Skin against skin; heart against heart.

As if by some unspoken mutual agreement, their lovemaking suddenly slowed and they each took time to discover the other's body. Soft groans and breathless moans filled the air as they found a scar here, a beauty spot there and treated each one to a gentle kiss or loving caress as they gradually stoked the flames between them higher again.

With deft hand and talented mouth Killian brought her to a peak that shook her body with its intensity making her cry out and writhe against him for more even as he slowly brought her down. He crawled up her body and she tasted herself on his tongue as he kissed her thoroughly, his hand kneading her breast as the tip of his hard length sought entrance to her still sensitive core.

Taking him by surprise, Emma rolled them over until she was on top and she raised herself up, poised to welcome him in. Breathing hard, they stared at each other as she slowly sank down, both revelling in the feeling. They were finally one.

Languidly, she began to move, internal muscles tightening around his length as she rose up, a gentle grinding into his pelvic area on the down stroke. Her nails lightly trailed down his chest to his stomach then up again, the slight pull on his hairs causing him to let out an appreciative moan.

His hand slid up her side then moved inwards to gently caress her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple time and again drawing little gasps of pleasure from her mouth.

She let her head tilt back, blonde hair glinting in the firelight as it tumbled down her shoulders. Closing her eyes, she pushed her chest forward more into his palm, silently urging him for firmer contact but instead of obliging, Killian sat up then put his arms about her waist.

Supporting her back, he leaned in and nuzzled her chest, capturing first one rosy bud in his mouth and lavishing it with attention, before moving over to the other.

Emma gasped and her motion faltered as she clutched at him desperately. The sensations he generated spiralled ever downwards to her core making her grind down on him even harder.

Killian groaned and took more of her breast into his mouth, sucking and scraping his teeth over her taut nipple again and again until Emma somehow managed to gather her wits long enough to tug at his hair taking back control. Killian let out a slight grumble of protest as he reluctantly relinquished his prize but she pushed him back down onto the bed and began to rock her hips more urgently.

He moved his hand to where they were joined, intent on ensuring that she received the utmost pleasure but she swiftly knocked it away, smiling sweetly when he let out a grunt of disappointment. Keeping her gaze locked with his, she then gently put her forefinger to his lips. Eyes widening in realisation of what she wanted, he opened his mouth immediately then sucked it lightly before swirling his tongue tantalisingly around the digit and giving it a quick nip as she pulled away.

He watched avidly as she trailed her wet finger slowly down between her breasts then over her stomach and down further still until she reached the nest of light curls that covered her sex. Curling her finger, she found her sensitive spot and her eyes rolled shut as she let out a long, breathy groan.

Swallowing convulsively, his hips jerked upwards as his hand moved to clasp her waist.

"Gods, Emma," he choked out as he watched her ministrations.

She felt his hand tighten at her waist almost painfully as his hips thrust upwards. Harder and harder, faster and faster he moved, sweet words of encouragement and praise tumbling from his lips as he relentlessly pushed both of them towards completion, the erotic sight of her pleasuring herself making him lose the last of his control.

She reached her peak first, her walls contracting around him fiercely as she called out his name. He followed seconds later, his grip on her waist tightening convulsively as he held her still and pushed up as hard as he could, emptying himself deep inside of her, her name tumbling from his lips on a long drawn out groan.

Spent, Emma fell forward onto Killian's sweat slicked chest and his arms automatically closed about her in a warm embrace as their breathing evened out.

Once she was able, she shifted over slightly allowing him to slip out of her and they pulled the covers up over themselves to ward off the chill they felt now their desire had abated for the moment. She settled herself comfortably at his side, her head resting on his shoulder while her fingers drew idle patterns on his still damp chest. Draping her leg over his, she nestled even closer and he dropped a soft kiss on her forehead before gently stroking her hair.

"You're bloody amazing," he told her with quiet wonder.

"So are you," she replied, lifting her head to look at him, blinking drowsily.

"You look tired," he commented tenderly, "Best get some sleep, love."

"Mmmm," she agreed, her chin resting on his chest as she simply stared at him taking in his ruffled hair and sated blue gaze.

He smiled at her before leaning forward and giving her a gentle kiss. When they parted, she laid her head back down and let out a contented sigh.

Sleep beckoned, the past few hours, days even, taking their toll on her sore and deliciously exhausted body. As her eyes drifted shut, the last thing she heard just before she lost consciousness were Killian's tenderly whispered words spoken straight from his heart.

"I love you."

END CHAPTER 20

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