Title: Home
Timeline: Set after 5x21, however in an AU where Robin hasn't died and they're celebrating Killian's return.
Rating: M
Category: Smut, Dom!Emma/Sub!Killian
Summary: Emma and Hook head home after a rough day.
Notes: Very very smutty. Read at your own costs ;) Also sorry for the confusion at the chapter deletions guys, my account was glitching :( but I think it's working now!
Emma coughed at Killian, grinning at him as he looked up.
"Do you want to head home?" Home. Every time she said it, the word still felt odd on her tongue. Sharing a house with Killian was a big step, for the both of them, but it was surely a step she was willing and wanting to take. Gold was still a problem, being once again the Dark One, but they haven't been wanting to focus on that. They were all alive, freshly returned from the Underworld. They were happy, moving forward, and ready to officially start their lives together.
"Or, we can stay." He gestured his hand behind him toward the crowd partying inside, "I wouldn't want to be absent from the celebration."
"Trust me," She chuckled softly, "I don't think we'll be missing much. Everyone is just partying and having a good time."
Slowly, Emma strolled over to him, with her heels clicking loudly against the floor. "But I think it's safe to say no one will notice if we lave." She cocked a brow at him and kept her voice controlled – low and seductive, "What do you say, Captain? Wanna get out of here?"
He quickly sprinted to his feet, his flask forgotten as he grasped her hand. He pulled her tightly to his side before he anxiously urged them in the direction of their home.
She muffled her laughter in the crook of his neck, completely oblivious to Mary Margaret silently watching them through the glass window. A heartfelt smile spread across her face as she tilted her head slightly to the side, admiring the two of them.
Emma linked her arm through Killian's, as Mary Margaret's gaze followed the couple until they were no longer in her line of vision. She sighed happily.
She wanted her daughter to be happy and by the looks of it, she was in pure bliss.
Without warning, Killian slammed Emma against the wall, pressing into her with the full length of his body. His thumb raced along her left breast, until he began tracing the areola, causing Emma to abruptly jerk against him. Fingertips twirled around her nipple, tweaking and tugging as it hardened at his touch. He was drawing out her pleasure.
"Oh, God…" A breathy moan purred from her throat as desire went straight to her clit. He grinned at her before ducking his dark head, lips latching onto her perky nipple. Her fingernails clawed at his shoulders when his mouth descended onto the sensitive skin, his warm breath scorching her mound. His hand slowly slid across her body to cup her right breast, rolling the hardened bud between his thumb and forefinger roughly as his tongue circled her left, sucking her nipple through his teeth.
He sucked the bud, alternating between tongue and teeth on one breast before offering the other the same attention. Moments later, his mouth left her nipple with a popping sound, his lips just as red as her hardened nipple. He slid his tongue between her cleavage, feathering kisses over her collarbone until reaching the exposed flesh of her neck.
Her teeth sank into her bottom lip, her breaths coming in short gasps as his tongue danced across the soft skin before closing his lips on her flesh. His teeth grazed her skin, biting gently before quickly soothing it with a lick from his tongue. Her eyelids fell shut and she tilted her head back, giving him access. His mouth hovered over her sensitive spot, his breath tickling her skin and his scruff scraping against her. He dropped his lips, sucking gently, but firm enough to leave a mark.
Killian felt her fingers sliding up the back of his head as they tangled in his hair. She pulled, tilting his head up until his mouth finally found hers, his lips meeting hers hungrily. He kissed her urgently, most likely leaving bruising marks, as his tongue plundered her open mouth. Stroke for stroke she met him, her tongue tangling around his, wanting to taste every bit of him. It felt as if her lungs were on fire, going to burst from lack of oxygen, but there was no stopping either of them.
"I need you."
She stared straight into his blue orbs. Reaching up, Emma grasped his hand and began to guide him down her belly until his fingers reached her heated center. A breathless gasp spilled from her mouth when she felt his finger slide between her slick folds. He purposely ghosted over where she needed him mos, while wearing the most irritable smirk across his face.
"Now, Killian."
He chuckled deeply in her ear. "Patience, love." At his words, she found herself spreading her legs wider, aching for him to touch her. He slowly stroked her inner thigh before dipping between her labia, entering her most private area. Teasingly, he stroked the sensitive bundle of nerves, dragging his finger back and forth over her inflamed clit.
Her body trembled as pleasure rippled through her; she rubbed against him, needing to feel more of him, while her hips moved in sync with his hand. It was too soon when he pulled his finger from within her, in which forced herself not to whimper at the loss of his touch. She opened her mouth to complain, but her words went on to be forgotten, dying on her lips, when his mouth quickly captured hers, plundering her mouth for all he was worth.
Killian hoisted her up in his arms, her legs naturally wrapping around his waist with her ankles locking together at the small of his back. He kept his arms securely around her – keeping in mind to not cut her with his hook – to assure she didn't slip from his hold; her body pinned between him and the wall.
One hand cupped his rough, stubbled cheek while her other slid down between their bodies, grasping around his cock that was fully hard. Tearing away from her swollen mouth, he peppered wet kisses along her jaw until her lips brushed his ear. "You've no idea how much I want you."
A growl rumbled through her chest, causing his eyes to darken; a smirk pulling at her lips. She stroked the length of it with the tip of her fingers, enjoying the way his heated eyes seared into hers. She smoothed her hand up and down his thick flesh, squeezing around the base of his cock before tracing the veins to the glistening head. Her thumb glided over the tip, circling in a painfully slow motion.
She was overwhelmed by him – all of him. His touch. His smell; Sex, Sea and Leather, one she savoured so much. His taste. The muffled grunts that spilled from his lips from her rubbing his cock. His spicy scent sent her nerves on edge; the rum-flavored taste of his mouth had her begging for more.
"Killian. I –" Her breath hitched as she felt him take hold of his erect penis and nudged her entrance. Her walls instantly clenched at the brief contact, her clit throbbing from his sweet, yet torturous touch.
He moaned hungrily, nibbling on her earlobe. Emma arched her back and, within short seconds, he guided himself to her hot and wet center and easily slipped himself inside. Her tight, rippling muscles clasped around him the second he entered her, inch by heavenly inch, filling her. She loved the feeling of him moving in and out of her; loved how he always created that familiar magic yhat tingled in her belly.
Her eyelids squeezed shut from the delicious friction as her head slammed back against the wall. The sharp pain that vibrated through her head went unfelt as he planted kisses along her jaw with his body desperately thrusting upward between her silky thighs, letting her feel the force of his arousal. Of how much he desired her – how much he loved her.
"God, you feel so good." She panted, stars clouding her vision as her chest rose and fell quickly. "Right there, Killian. Again. Fuck."
Her fingers threaded into his hair, her head bowing to greet his lips. Her tongue swept in, delving deeply in his mouth, exploring his delicious taste. She couldn't help, but moan into his mouth at the feel of him. His hips rocked faster, diving deeper, harder into her heated center.
Another thrust, another rough circle of his finger and she was finally there. She tore her lips from his, her mouth falling open in a loud, blissful scream. Her body spasmed, her inner muscles holding him in a tight clench from the rush of her climax. He followed quickly after her where his body shuddered in his own release, his seed spilling inside of her. She repeatedly shouted his name; her movements moving rapidly along his cock.
He pressed his forehead against hers, gazing deeply into her emerald eyes.
"I love you Emma."
"I love you too, Killian."
He put his hooked hand underneath her knees and lifted her off the ground. Hook made his way up the staircase and walked her to her - their - room.
