Smut ahead, enjoy guys! :)
While his lips played at mine, Killian started backing me up to the bed, taking our clothes off one by one. Once shed of our cloths he picked up my naked body and laid me down on the bed, then slowly crawling over me. He kissed me all over as I caressed his skin, tracing over his scars, and then nipping at his shoulder as he kissed my neck. His hand began fondling with my breast, and I moan at the feel. I lift his face to mine and kiss him hard, he responded by pulling me up so I was straddling his lap. I pull away and start nipping at his shoulder again. I feel his body tense up out of nowhere. I stop and look up at his face. He was starring behind me; I turn to see he was looking at us through the mirror on top of his dresser, revealing the whip marks on my back from Fletcher, which he hadn't seen yet. The look on his face broke my heart. The guilt I saw was like a slap across the face. He begins to turn me so he can examine the long, deep, thin cuts. I try to stop him, and turn back to face him.
"Killian." He turns me even harder, but I still fight him. "Killian, stop!" His arms almost fall limp, and rest at my hips. I watch his head hangs low. I take his face in my hands. "Look at me." his eyes come to mine, and I feel mine starting to burn with tears again. "I'm fine. Okay? That bastard's down stairs locked in your brig, you can do even more to him now. Just please, please stop trying to push me away. If you do I'm just going keep coming back, so don't waste your time."
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asks.
"Because I didn't want you feeling worse then you already do." I put my hand on the back of his neck and pull him closer. "Tomorrow will be better." I say assuring.
"And what if it's not?" he asks with his eyebrow cocked at me.
"Then we say it again tomorrow. Because it might be, you never know. At some point, tomorrow will be better. " I say. "Now please shut-up, and have sex with me." I smile jokingly. He looks up at me with his hooded eyes, smirks, and cocks an eyebrow. I swear I see the devil in his personality, come out right then and there.
"You asked for it." He says with dominance. "We haven't fucked in a while, so I might be ruthless." He grins. Before I could answer he pushed me back flat on my back. I laughed surprised. His mouth captured mine and our lips fought for dominance. He pushed my legs apart and began rubbing my inner thigh. I moan in to his mouth. I can't help but rock my hip hips to him. He releases grunts and moans as he nipped at my skin, then placing himself at my entrance. I wrapped my legs around his torso, and braced myself. We both release a deep moan as he penetrates me. My nails dig in to his back and I hear him hiss. He brings his face to mine and captured my lips, then began thrusting recklessly into me. Releasing all his stress, and guilt, as the two of us became one. In one swift movement he flipped me around, so I was straddling his him. He bucked his hips upward, slamming deeper in to me. Rushes of ecstasy dazed and overwhelmed myself, and the gorgeous man beneath me. Beginning to get dizzy from the pleasure I used my legs to flip him back on top of me. . His hands rubbed over my quivering body, and with a couple more thrusts we both released. His eyes staring into mine, through his rough breaths he smiles at me. I finally got through to him. He wasn't going to let me go to keep me safe. He couldn't bring himself to, not now. I wrap my finger around the chain of his silver necklace, and use it to pull his lips down to mine, giving him a soft passionate kiss.
"I love you." I whisper after we separate.
"And I love you." He says nuzzling his nose with mine. He pulls out, and rolls onto the mattress next to me. He put his arm around mine, and I snuggled up against him. The sound of his breathing lullabies me to sleep.