Chapter Title: Union

Title: lessons

AUTHOR: obisgirl
Rating: nc-17
Characters: Killian/Emma

Summary: Fairytale land – AU. Emma is a princess on the verge of becoming a woman but wants more out of life than what her parents can give her, so she makes a wish to be swept away which translates into being kidnapped and sold at a slave auction to one Captain Killian Jones.

A/N: The Evil Queen's curse never happened.

Disclaimer: Once Upon a Time characters are property of Disney and Adam Horowitz, Edward Kitsis. This fanfic is for pure entertainment.

Some day, is all Killian can think of as he waits for Emma to undress out of her wedding gown. Tonight was supposed to be a happy evening for them; their wedding night but it's not. Ever since the witch's impromptu appearance earlier in the day, Emma's been on edge. She has good reason to be but he doesn't want her to feel worried tonight.

Not tonight.

Emma finally leaves the dresser, wearing a simpler, blue dressing gown. She smiles at Killian, walking over to the bed and sits beside him. "Tonight was supposed to be something beautiful," she cries, "and it's been spoiled because of her,"

"No, no," he pleads, taking her hands and kissing them. "Emma, this is our wedding night. Forget about what

happened today and let's enjoy this moment while we still can,"

She shrugs helplessly. "I'm not sure I can Killian," she cries, looking sourly at him. "I'm sorry; I wanted tonight to be just about us and it's not,"

Killian leans in and kisses her suddenly, running his hands down her gown and shrugging off the robe. "Tonight is about us, Emma," he breathes and kisses her again. "All that time together on my ship, there was one thing that we never did because we couldn't cross that line,"

Emma smiles thoughtfully back at him before lying back onto the bed and Killian crawls over her, kissing her shoulders and slowly easing off her gown.

She helps him with his shirt and pants and Killian leans back, looking at her, lying as naked as a babe. He remember the last time that they were like this he didn't get to see her entirely but he felt her body close to his and it was enough to set his body on fire.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, gently brushing his fingers through her hair.

Emma smiles, moving closer towards him eliciting a moan. Killian meets her halfway, kissing her.

He can feel Emma's hand tentatively exploring his body as he kisses her everywhere, shoulders, neck, her breasts….While he teasingly nibbles on her ear, Emma kisses his chest and feels the muscles in his back, eventually relaxing in his arms. "Are you ready for this?" he whispers into her hair.

Emma blushes, letting her hands wander around his body.

Killian kisses her, leaning in slowly until he's top of her. He remembers what she did the first time they were naked together in bed and takes his cue from there, dipping in slowly. Emma's still a little tense but that's to be expected for a girl's first time and he kisses her breasts, hoping it'll be enough to distract her from the pain. If he goes too fast, he could hurt her and Killian doesn't want that.

"Emma, close your eyes," he whispers to her, "Close your eyes for me darling and breathe slowly,"

Emma does as she's instructed, closing her eyes and breathes slowly; Killian notices the change immediately as

she quickly relaxes, making it easier for him to go in further.

Killian smiles, kissing her lips and her neck. She can feel Killian kissing down her arms and around her breasts. Emma feels a slight discomfort and opens her eyes to find Killian lying on top of her, his face inches away from hers. His movements are slow at first until Emma finds his pace, trying to match it with his.

Their legs entwine, flesh on top of flesh. Emma holds onto him, closing her eyes again, feeling him warm inside

of her.

Emma grasps his hands tightly, feeling him go a little deeper inside of her. Killian closes his eyes, hearing Emma's moan into him and feels her body shudder around him.

Killian eases out of her slowly but not all the way. Emma likes it better that way. She wants her first time with Killian to be as long as possible. Unfortunately, it doesn't take long for them to get back to the same position from before.

Their bodies come together repeatedly in slow motion, Killian dipping in and out of her; Emma grasping at his back. Killian stares at her face, watching her feel and react to every sensation, wanting her to feel the maximum pleasure possible. He wanted this moment to be perfect for her; it should be perfect and beautiful. This is her first time making love and it's with him, something he didn't think possible a couple months earlier.

He remembers telling her after their first time together in bed that she's an amazing woman and one day when she finds her True Love and makes a life with him, he will be very lucky to be with her. But she should never think less of herself or that maybe she's disappointed him somehow because she hadn't.

Killian's certainly not disappointed now. If anything, he feels blessed to be able to share this moment with her, to be able to call her his wife. Years ago, Killian was convinced that he would never settle down and marry and then, moments after returning to the Charming's castle with Emma and her parents, he met with his crew and announced that he was getting married.

His crew were shocked of course and worried what would happen to them if he married Emma. Killian assured his crew that if any of them wanted to stay and keep up The Jolly Roger, they were welcome too but his life, his love belonged to a new lady now.

Emma.

He holds her closer, kissing her hard and spreads those kisses to her shoulders and breasts, still coming in and out of her slowly. Soon, Killian feels a growing heat build between them and pulls her closer, whispering that he loves her.

Emma pulls him down into a big kiss and he feels her body begin to shake beneath him, and he slowly pulls out, watching the orgasm consume her whole body and then slowly relax drifting off to sleep.

Killian thought Emma was sleeping peacefully beside him but he's alarmed when he rolls over and she's not there; he sits up straight and spots her by the window, her body bathed in moonlight. He gets up from the bed, wrapping a blanket around his torso and walks towards her, puts his arms around her from behind.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

Emma shrugs, resting her head against his chest solemnly and he knows that she's thinking about the witch's threat. It's then that he realizes that he will probably spend many nights like this, trying to ease her fears. Killian wishes it didn't have to be this way, that the witch actually stayed dead the first time but he doesn't understand how dark magic works.

"You need to stop thinking about this love," he whispers into her air, kissing her temple.

"I want too," she cries, finally turning to him. "You don't know how much I wanted today, tonight to be special and it's been poisoned by her,"

Killian sighs, smiling devilishly at her; before Emma can ask what's he's up too he sweeps her off her feet and carries her back to the bed and lies her down gently, crawling on top of her, kissing her.

"Killian," she whimpers into his mouth and he kisses her harder.

"It's your turn, love," he whispers to her, lying back on the bed.

Emma turns over and looks at him, pressing her body against his. He smirks at her giddily and she knows what he means by it's her turn now, or she thinks that she knows. Emma starts by kissing down his chest, hugging her hands around him as he messes with her hair, letting out pleasurable moans.

"You know," she starts, looking up at him, smirking, "I think you're going to have to instruct me through this one,"

"Playing the teacher card again, huh?" he teases and gestures over to the nightstand. "Open the drawer; there's something in there that should help,"

Emma reaches over him and opens the drawer, removing a familiar bottle of scented oil. She pops the cork and pours a bit into her palm, rubs them together before leaning down and massaging him gently. Killian closes his eyes, still smiling and grows wider once he feels his wife's lips on his skin, kissing and licking up the oil.

Before he knows it, Emma's on top of him but not inside him, yet. He opens his eyes, looks at her and she smiles at him timidly. "I think I need more instruction," she says coyly.

Killian sits up and places his hands around her waist, guiding her until he feels that they're connected and he

positions her body, swaying her hips gently against him. As soon as Killian feels that she's comfortable, he lets go of her waist and lays back.

Emma moves her hips slowly, watching her lover's face for his reaction; his eyes close and she watches his chest rise and slowly fall, small gasps escaping his mouth. Emma comes off him slightly and takes the remaining oil, gently rubbing it on him and sits back, comfortably on his jewels.

Both sides can feel the difference right away. Emma starts to feel dizzy, the mounting pressure almost becoming

too much for her and Killian leans up, kissing her breast. His pulse starts to speed a little, until he thinks he hears his heartbeat rhythmically with hers and cums into her, groaning loudly.

Emma collapses into him too and he steadies her in his arms, kissing her before lying back with him on the bed.

"Do you think we'll have more moments like this?" she asks after cooling down, finding a comfortable spot to rest her head on his chest.

"Of course we will,"

Emma turns and looks at him. "But the witch's threat," she reasons, "She can do it, Killian; take away all of our happiness. You heard what Rumpelstiltskin said, there was a curse to take away all of our happy endings and it was never enacted when it was supposed to have been,"

"Then we'll fight," he says, "We'll find a way to stop her,"

Emma smiles solemnly at him before leaning back against him, holding him close. "I don't want to lose you again," she cries.

Killian kisses her head and holds her closer, gently massaging her forehead. "Sleep now," he whispers, "We'll find a way, Emma. I promise,"

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