Addicted to love

"Tell me again, where are we going?" Emma asked curiously as she got out of his car.

"I told you, Swan. It's a surprise." Killian said as he smirked at her, grabbing her hand and pulling her to him for a kiss. "We've been busy with work these past few days, I thought we could have some alone time."

"Then why are we here and not back at your place, in your bed?" She asked mischievously.

He cocked an eyebrow at her. "There will be time for that…" He said capturing her mouth in a soft kiss. "Now, shall we?" He said as he motioned her through a black door.

The place they entered could only be described as a seedy joint. It was poorly lit, there was a decadent air to it and it was filled with only a few stools by the counter. A pool table stood on one corner, an old jukebox standing next to it. And that was just about it.

"Where are we?" She asked as he pulled her deeper into the bar.

"It belongs to Rocky, he's… a friend." Killian replied, letting go of her hand as he went behind the counter.

"Another of Laura's cousins?" Emma asked amused.

Killian shook his hand as he pulled two beers from behind the counter and handed her one. "No, I met Rocky when I was working undercover on a case when I first arrived here…" He took a big sip of his beer, "This is the type of place where one would come to seek certain type of information. He had to pull me out of here in a very inebriated state a few nights…" He put the beer in the counter to scratch behind his ear. "Long story short, we became friends. I still come here from time to time…"

Emma looked at him intrigued. "But this seems to be closed… no one is here."

"Aye. About that… He let me use the place for the night." Killian said. "I thought it would be fun."

"You thought it would be fun to spend the night alone in this joint?" She asked confused.

"Well, we never got the chance to finish that pool game…" He trailed off, leaving the counter and moving to stand in front of her. "I thought it might be a good idea to do that in private." He finished slowly before leaning to whisper into her ear "Are you up for it, Swan?"

She felt a surge of heat all over her body and she could recognize one of his challenges. She got on her toes to whisper in his ear, her lips brushing against the shell and she felt him stiff, "I'm pretty sure you already are."

He groaned before pulling away from her and heading to the pool table. He swiftly racked the balls in place.

"Ladies first." He smirked at her, taking a sip of his beer and leaning to admire her form as she slowly bent to open the game.

"Enjoying the view, Detective?" She purred at him before making her shot.

"Always." He admitted as he brushed past her to pick his cue. It was her turn to blatantly admire his form as she took a big gulp of her beer.

"Are you enjoying the view?" He asked as he was making his shot, never breaking his focus.

"Very much." She admitted as she leaned to caress his upper arm, squeezing it a little. "Good form."

He moved to pick up a song from the jukebox. The music filled the bar and she smiled at the choice of song.

Your lights are on, but you're not home

Your mind is not your own

Your heart sweats, your body shakes

Another kiss is what it takes

"I can help you with your form if you'd like." He volunteered, a mischievous smirk in his face as he moved closer to her.

"Please do." She conceded, as she bent over the table and waited for him to join her. She could feel him pressed against her hips and it was sending her thoughts very further away from the game in front of her.

"Focus, Swan." He whispered in her ear, his hand on top of hers as he helped her redirect the cue. "Don't let anything break your concentration." He admonished and she thought that that would be a lot easier to accomplish without his body so close to hers.

You can't sleep, you can't eat

There's no doubt, you're in deep

Your throat is tight, you can't breathe

Another kiss is all you need

She let go the breath she did not know she was holding before making her shot, admiring how the ball ended in one of the sockets at the far end of the table.

"Perfect, love." He complimented her but she did not care as she turned around and captured his lips with hers, pulling him to a hot, open mouthed kiss.

Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah

It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough

You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love

He trailed after her when she broke the kiss, his hand burying in her hair and pulling her to him one more time, his kiss hungry and fierce. His body pressed hers against the edge of the table, his hook pressing her lower back against him. She moaned against his lips as her hands buried in his hair.

When they broke the kiss, both panting, she looked at him, her eyes darkened by lust. "We are never going to finish one of these games, are we?"

"Probably not." He admitted, his forehead resting against hers as he tried to will his body back to a normal state.

She didn't know what compelled to ask the question, but it left her lips before she could even register it, "So, this is how you lure women into your bed?"

He instantly pulled away from her, his eyes searching hers, confused. He could read the shame in her face, but there was something else underneath. And he could see it, even now, even after everything they've been through, he could still see that hint of self-doubt nested deep inside.

His eyes focused on hers, determination in his gaze. "Swan, perhaps I've not made myself clear; but I have no intention of sharing my bed with anyone but you, love." He paused for a second, ensuring that the words were sinking in her. "There is nobody else. There won't be anybody else. I love you, Emma. I have loved you for years." He grabbed one of her hands in his, placing it to the spot where his swan tattoo was. "I'm yours, Swan. Only yours."

A single tear escape her eyes as she looked into his eyes, embracing his words, embracing the fervent vows he was professing to her, no longer scared by his passionate words. Her other hand reached for his face, caressing the scar in his cheek. "And I'm only yours, Killian. I love you." She vowed before leaning in to kiss him softly. He groaned against her lips before pressing fiercely against her, kissing her hungrily.

You see the signs, but you can't read

You're running at a different speed

Your heart beats in double time

Another kiss and you'll be mine, a one track mind

His hook brought her body closer to his, his hips pressing against hers and she gasped at the feeling before pulling him even closer, grinding her hips against him. He groaned as he started to lean them both into the table, his intent very clear.

"We're going to ruin the table…" She said in between kisses.

"I'll pay for it." He smirked against her lips.

Might as well face it, you're addicted to love