Author's note: Hey guys! I know, I know, it's been a long week, but I've been hell of busy sorry sorry sorry :( I don't know if this chapter should be rated M or if it should stay T, because, well… Emma/Killian moment, but… Oh god, I'll just shut it and let you discover what happens ;) Enjoy!

Chapter 12:

Night had come and Emma was in her room, brushing her blond curls, like she did every night. Except this time it was different. She was waiting for her pirate to come. They had been planning it for days. Waiting for a night her parents were out without her following. Tonight was the night. She heard a light knock on her window and jumped off her chair to go open it, closing it right after Killian came in, closing the curtains too, just in case. She finally faced him and a smile spread across her face as he came closer and kissed her oh-so-tenderly.

"You do realize it's the first time I see your room, princess" he said pulling back a bit.

"Yes I do" she answered "What do you think of it?"

"I think your bed looks quite comfortable" Killian said with a malicious glint in his eyes.

"Why don't you find out by yourself" she replied with the same look.

He wasn't told twice. He captured her mouth again in a passionate and heated kiss, pulling her closer to him, making Emma gasp against his lips. Her hands wandered in his messy black hair, and made him walk backwards till his knees hit the edge of the bed. Killian exchanged their position so that her back fell onto the mattress and he was on the top of her. His lips left her mouth to come and kiss her jaw, then her neck, while his hand was playing with the laces of her corset, before eventually taking it off. She moaned and shivered at his touch and she had clearly missed that just as much as he had missed every ounce of her body. Emma's fingers wandered on his covered chest before she finally unbuttoned it and took it off and let her fingers discover his back and chest over again. She felt good right now. Safe and sound. His touch was marvellous and she couldn't get enough of it. Emma could have complained of being in simple underwear, while he was still half dressed, but she perfectly knew he wore nothing under his leather pants that fitted him so well. Killian came back on kissing her lips, calling her back to reality, or just so he could remove the last pieces of clothes that they were wearing, without her noticing, and put the covers up on their bodies. As he was about to make love to her, the door opened on her father who gasped in horror.

"Oh God. No. Please tell me I have a sorry-sight and that this is so not happening" he said looking away.

"Sorry mate, but you don't" Killian said a bit exasperated as Emma buried her head in his chest. That couldn't be more awkward. Oh wait, it could definitely be.

"Honey what are you… Oh dear" Snow gasped.

"Could you please go away?" Emma muttered, upset "I mean, you're looking at me with the we-need-to-talk-look. I'm twenty-two, we already had that talk when I was sixteen. It's not like it was the first time."

"What?!" her parents shrieked at the same time.

"I'm twenty-two, remember?"

"With who was that?" her father inquired, ready to punch the man who had taken her virginity.

"Ok, this is becoming really awkward" she said and Killian chuckled a bit.

"Emma. Who was it?" her mother insisted.

"Killian" she muttered and for a totally unknown reason they seemed relieved and let them, even if her father looked like he was going to kill the pirate right away. Her parents might have had a 'good' reaction, Killian however was chocking beside her. "Hmm… You're alright?" she questioned.

"I was your first time? And you did not tell me?" he realized "What was going inside of your mind lass?"

"I don't know… You… Are you mad at me?" she asked shyly, looking down at the covers.

"Emma, love, look at me" Killian told her, pulling up her chin "I could never be mad at you. But I wish I had known so I could have made it unforgettable" he gently smiled.

"Don't worry it was" she said, before falling asleep in his arms.

He had been trying to sleep for hours, but it appeared to his brain that watching his beauty sleep was much better. He didn't really mind. She was beautiful when she slept, she seemed in peace, relaxed and happy to be away from all the princess's business. But another thing was troubling him. A question that kept him from thinking straight when she was around. He loved her and he had her father's approval. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, he wanted to be the father of her child. He wanted her, her love. He knew he had it, he was aware she loved him, but he was afraid. Afraid she would say no if he asked her to marry him. Anyway, he didn't have a ring. Plus, what did he have to offer? His ship and a life at sea? Not the best way to raise children. Or maybe… Maybe they could establish themselves. Build a house. That would be an idea. He wasn't sure anymore. However, night is the wisest advisor and eventually, this questioning tired him enough to fall asleep.

Author's note: Hope you guys liked it :) Just so you know, I'm working on another project (still with those two, love them too much it hurts), but I'll wait until I finished this fic :) Hope you liked the chapter, please leave a review below and thanks to my amazing followers, people who favorited my story (let's find a name for you guys :p) reviewers, love you all xx