The night of the party Ruby picks Emma up and tells the boys that they will meet them there. Emma doesn't mind lying to her parents about where is she going to be tonight. They believe she will be at Ruby's tonight. Emma wears a black sweetheart dress with purple pumps. Ruby wear a skin tight red dress with black pumps with spikes on them. They apply their makeup and head out the door. They take Ruby's car and speed off.
"How serious is it between you and James?" Emma asks.
"Less serious than you and Killian I swear its like you're married already. He worships the ground you walk on," she snorts. Emma playfully smacks her arm.
"Shut up and I know. No, but seriously I feel like I've been an awful friend. We talk about me a lot. Tell me about James," she says with a giggle.
"James is great. He listens to me, even about stupid gossip stuff. Not to mention he is so hot. I mean like good god his blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. He's really smart too. He wants to be a doctor when he grows up. Isn't that great?" she says with hope and happiness in her eyes.
"That is. I am so happy for you," Emma says. They pull up to Eric's house. He lives in this giant mansion on the oceanfront. They have to park a good half a block away because there are already so many people there. Emma spots the Jolly Roger on their way in. She shoots off a text to Killian. Their whole school must there with how many people are in the house. Loud music thumps through the house.
*Hey we're here. Where are you guys?* They make their way through the living room to the kitchen. As they wait for a response Ruby grabs them beers.
*On the patio* Emma shows Ruby and they push their way through the kitchen to the patio. Killian and James have their backs to the girls and have drinks in hand. Emma and Ruby sneak up on Killian and James. Emma wraps her arms around Killian.
"Hey stranger," Emma says. Killian turns around with a grin and takes her in his arms.
"There you are, love," he lets go of her and holds her hand. He steps back and looks at her. James and Ruby are chatting with their foreheads pressed together.
"My god you're stunning as always," he takes another sip from his cup.
"Thanks, babe," She goes to place a kiss on his cheek and he turns his head. Their lips clash together and his tongue forces his way into her mouth. Emma is taken aback. She can taste the alcohol in his mouth. James clears his throat. Emma pulls back. Killian keeps his hand wrap around her waist. He pulls her close to him. Ruby winks at Emma.
"A toast!" Ruby holds up her cup and the group follows suit.
"To Emma being free and Neal being behind bars," Ruby cheers. Their plastic cups clash and they take a sip. Killian doesn't sip his drink. He finishes it.
"I want to take you away and do naughty things to you," Killian whispers in her ear. Her cheeks automatically redden.
"Not now. We have to act like we don't jump each other every chance we get," Emma whispers back. She drowns the rest of her drink.
"I'll go get us another drink. Oh and no one, but me touches you," he whispers the last part to Emma. He squeezes her ass and walks away. She gasps. What the hell has gotten into him? Emma adjusts her glasses in an attempt to collect herself. She turns to Ruby and James.
"What? How many has he had?" Emma asks out of breath. Ruby shrugs and looks at James.
"I think four. I didn't know he drank like a sailor," he says.
"Neither did I," Emma says with a frown.
"Ooo I love this song! Please dance with me," Ruby pleads with James. He sets his drink down on the patio table. Eric's lawn has been turned into a makeshift dance floor.
"If we must, but I'm not promising I'm any good at it," James says with a chuckle.
"You'll be okay?" Ruby asks.
"Yes, go have fun," Emma waves them away. Ruby tugs James onto the lawn and they disappear into the crowd. Shortly after they leave Killian returns with two drinks in hand.
"Where did our lovely friends go?" he asks. She takes a sip from the cup. He follows suit, but takes a much bigger sip. If you could call it a sip.
"They went to go dance." He sets his drink down on the table.
"Hmm would you do me the honor of dancing with me my lady?" He asks and holds his hand out for her. She smirks. He certainly is something else when he drinks. she places her hand in his. She decides to play along.
"Nothing would please me more my good sir," she says with a curtsey. He takes her drink and sets it down on the table. Hand and hand they head out to the lawn. They move into the crowd a little bit then stop. Killian pulls Emma's backside onto his front. The song is slow and sensual. They move with the music.
"Did I mention how wonderful you look tonight?" Killian's voice is husky.
"Yes, but thank you,"
"Good. You should know how hot you are. I can't wait to get you upstairs and take you out of this dress," his hands move down her sides. Her chest moves up and down faster, her breathes quicken at his touch.
"You like it when I talk to you like this?" She nods, "Hmm just imagine how good it will feel when I am inside you," His hands continue to wander across her body. His touch leaves a tingling sensation leaving her wanting more. Her chest continues to raise and fall rapidly. She grinds her hips against him. He moans, but continues on.
"I might just fuck you in this dress. Against a wall. You know I can make you shout my name, love," His breath tickles the hair on her neck. She can't hold out any longer. She wants him.
"Take me upstairs now. I need you," she says out of breath. He kisses her cheek.
"Nothing would please me more," he says with a smirk. He grabs her hand and leads them out of the crowd. He scoops her into his arms once they leave the dance floor. They find a guest room upstairs. Immediately Killian pins her wrists against the wall. When they kiss their teeth clash. He quickly pulls away and trails kisses across her jaw and down her neck. She groans at his touch. He lets go of her wrist and his hands slide under her dress. He touches her through her underwear. Her chest rises and falls quickly. He hooks his fingers into her underwear and slides them down her legs. They pool at her feet. He brushes over her sweet spot. With the other hand he grabs the back of her neck and pulls her into a kiss. She moans into his mouth. He pulls away. He continues to rub her sweet spot.
"You like that?" he growls at her. She bites her lip and nods. He grabs her head with both his hands. He presses up against her.
"You're so beautiful. I don't deserve you," he mumbles the last part to himself. His hands slide down her body.
"Shut up and fuck me," she orders. A smirk moves across his face. She jumps up and wraps her legs around Killian. She can feel his erection against her.
"Nothing would please me more," he growls. He roughly pushes down his pants and boxers. He steadies her against the wall and slowly pushes into her. She moans. He moves in and out slowly. She lets out a whimper.
"Faster, please," she moans.
"Oh no. I promised to make you scream my name." He picks up the pace, but not by much. She can feel it slowly building inside her.
"Killian please. Killian!" she screams. He picks up the pace. She laces her fingers in his hair and pulls. He groans. She slowly rakes her fingers down his back. Underneath her fingers she can feel him tensing. He's close.
"Say my name, love," he growls at her. Her spine tingles she's nearly there.
"Killian, Killian Jones," She moans. His warmth spreads inside her. She spirals out around him. He pulls out and they slide down the wall. They are both breathing heavily.
"Amazing as always, love." He briefly kisses her lips. She rests her forehead against his.
"That's the understatement of the year," she says with a sigh.
"I think we better get back to the party before its too obvious we ran off to fuck," he says. She nods. They put their clothes back on and head down stairs.
"I'm going to grab us a drink, meet on the patio?" he says at the bottom of the stairs.
"Can't wait," she winks at him and walks outside. Ruby and James are still nowhere to be found. She keeps her back to the door. The wind wraps around her legs sending shivers up her spine.
"You look cold I can help with that," an unfamiliar voice says. She laughs and turns to see who it is. Eric is standing before her with a drink in hand.
"I'm good thanks," she says as she crosses her arms. He moves closer to her and she backs away.
"Come on don't be like that. You're hot and I'm exceptionally good looking. What do you say?" he asks.
"She said no, asshole," Killian's slurs. Shit he drank even more. I was hoping to stop him when he came back with our drinks. He moves between Eric and Emma.
"What? You can't share, Hook?" Eric asks slightly slurring his words. He punches Eric square on the jaw. Eric stumbles back and falls to the floor. His drink spilling all over the patio.
"Killian!" Emma screams. Killian continues to go after Eric. Killian grabs the collar of Eric's shirt.
"No, you bloody bastard, I can't share," with that he punches Eric again. And again. Killian lets go of his collar and Eric strikes back. Killian hits him again. Emma moves closer. A crowd has gathered.
"Killian! Stop! KILLIAN!" She shouts at him. A stocky blond guy runs over and pulls Killian off Eric. Some of Eric's friends crowd around him.
"Alright, looks like you had enough. Let's get you home," the blond guy says.
"No, I'm going home with Emma. Don't touch me," Killian slurs before he falls to the grounds. Emma's jaw drops. She looks at Killian then the blonde guy.
"Who the hell are you?" Emma asks shocked. He smiles.
"I'm Hook's ex-best friend, Smee. Now, lets get him back to the Jolly Roger." Ex-best friend? What the hell came between them?