I do not own Once Upon a Time.

Hi everyone, I'm back as are Sabine and Killian and a plot! I'm super excited about the route this story is taking, like taking over my life, but its fine. We are getting a little more into her life and how Killian is going to fit in.

This chapter is 3 hook-ups (wasn't sure what to call them).

Note, I did go back and edit chapters 1, 2 and 3. I suggest refreshing your memory, it has been a while.

Enjoy.


August

Sabine tucked a flower into her hair then took one last look at herself in the mirror. This had to be her favorite dress, long, bright, and comfortable. The topical party was going to be a fun afternoon gathering at the clubhouse.

Three loud knocks on her door made her jump. She was meeting friends there, why was someone at her door?

She went and opened it, completely taken aback by the injured man standing there. "Killian?"

"Hello, lass." He said through gritted teeth.

"Oh my God. What happened?" She half pulled him into the apartment.

"Questions later."

"No, answers now." she demanded. He was holding his side; blood was dripping from his forehead and a bruised cheek. And that was what she could see.

"Got into a fight."

"I see that. Get those clothes off and go shower."

He took his boots and jacket off then noticed her outfit. "Were you heading out?"

"Yeah, it's fine, it isn't important."

"No, go. I'll handle this." Killian offered.

She waved him off. "You are bleeding onto my floor. I'll just cancel."

"Aye lass." And headed to her bathroom. But he stopped to look at her. "I didn't know where else to go."

A moment of trust and understanding passed between them. Sabine nodded.

She half followed him, pacing her bedroom. 'So much for my plans.' Sabine pulled her phone out to quickly call Jen. "Hey, I hate to have to do this, but something came up and I can't make it to the party."

"Oh, ok. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Want me to bring you some food later?"

"Sure, that would be great. So sorry again."

"Sabine, it's fine. Go take care of whatever you need to." Her friend sounded disappointed, but there was an emotion in her voice.

"Thanks." She ended the call then heard a throat being cleared behind her. She looked up to see a wet Killian standing wrapped only in a towel. Her mind immediately went to the gutter until she saw the huge bruise on his ribs, like he had been kicked.

But she pulled herself together. "Here." She pulled some clothes out of an almost empty drawer of her dresser. "Put these on."

Killian unfolded them to find boxers, a short sleeve shirt, and a pair of pants with anchors on them. "Did you buy me clothes?"

"Yeah, you need middle ground between all the leather and nothing. Now put them on." She shook her head to clear it and began to text. 'Are you alone? Can I video call?'

A video call came through a moment later. "Sabine, what happened?"

"I'm fine, Uncle Rich. My… ummm friend not so much." She turned the camera to show an injured and fully clothed Killian.

"Son, I do hope the other guy looks worse." Said the person on the small screen.

"He does, I assure you sir." Killian answered.

"Good, where are the cuts and bruises?"

Killian looked at Sabine with questions in his eyes.

"He is my uncle, he's an EMT, like a doctor." She answered him.

Killian nodded and lifted his shirt, showing off the bruise.

"Does it hurt to breathe?" Uncle Rich asked.

"No."

"Good. Sabine, these need ice. Get closer to the cut on his forehead if you please. They aren't deep enough to need stitches. Cover them with bandages and clean every 6 hours. They look worse than they are. You are lucky, a good night's rest will do wonders. Sabine, a word in private please while you get the bandages and ice." She left the room to go to the other bathroom. "So, who is he?"

"A friend." She answered.

"More than just a friend if he shows up like that." There was a critical look in his eye.

"We have hung out three times before and we feel comfortable together. I don't know how else to explain it." Hung out wasn't the right word but hook up wasn't the term she wanted to use in front of her uncle.

"Hung out, is that the wording the kids are using these days? Well, this has to be the oddest introduction in history. Will anyone else be meeting him soon?" He asked, now curious.

"I don't know. We need to figure things out." Sabine hadn't really thought ahead that far.

"Alright, let him sleep. Also, make sure he drinks lots of water. You know how to take care of the cuts, Beanie."

"I will and I do. Thank you." She ended the call and headed back to Killian who now sat on the edge of her bed.

"Beanie?" he asked, confused. "Did he call you Beanie?"

Her cheeks burned red. It was only a video call, and her uncle managed to embarrass her. "You repeat that to anyone, I'll kill you."

Killian quickly changed the subject. "Your uncle seems nice." He remarked.

"He is my godfather also, so he kind of has to help me. Now, let me clean that cut and cover it." She used the rubbing alcohol to clean it, trying to avoid a hissing Killian. "Maybe if you didn't get into fights, you wouldn't get hurt." Sabine scolded.

"I'm a pirate, I have enemies. Unlike you who is nice and perfect." There was an edge to his voice.

She scoffed, thinking he didn't hear her.

"Lass, you have enemies?"

"I don't want to talk about it." She kept her eyes trained on his forehead.

"Sabine." He used his hook to tilt her face to meet his eyes.

"I don't want to talk about it right now." Her voice was soft. There were definitely some topics she was not ready to talk to him about. She pressed a band aid to his forehead. "I'm going to get you some water and you are going to rest. If you're good, maybe I'll reward you somehow." Sabine wanted him but she could wait.

A grin crossed his face. "No need for a reward for good behavior, I'll need to thank you instead."

She returned his smile. "We will see how the night plays out. Sleep." And kissed his forehead before leaving the room. "You are lucky I know how to get blood out of fabric." She muttered to herself.

A few hours after, there was another knock at the door. Sabine quickly opened it for her friend. Jen was carrying a few plates of food. "I tried to get a little bit of everything, hamburger, hot dog, different salads and then dessert. You look comfy, not how I thought you would look." Jen commented.

"How was I supposed to look?" She had changed out of her flowery dress and into something much more practical for hanging out in the apartment.

"How do I put this? You are walking and don't look tired. There wouldn't be a hot guy in your bed, would there be? Same guy as last time?"

"Oh, he wasn't in the mood when he arrived." Sabine casually commented then caught herself. "Wait, how did you know any of that?"

"Seriously, this is a small community, and we look out for each other. Plus. Inez saw him and told me."

"At least my secret is still somewhat a secret."

"So, it is the same guy. Good for you. You deserve some happiness, and company. Maybe you could introduce him at some gathering."

Sabine smiled, feeling better about the whole situation. "Maybe, we need to figure things out first."

"Take your time. Enjoy the food and the rest of the night." Jen saw herself out.

Sabine held out as long as she could, she needed to go to bed. Around midnight, she carefully crawled in next to Killian, careful not to touch him.

Killian woke up very early in the morning feeling much better but sore. And he needed to thank the remarkable woman sleeping next to him.

Sabine was curled up on her side facing away from him. He couldn't see her face, but he had her features memorized by now.

He reached over her body and slid his hand under her shirt to gently stroke her stomach.

A slight sigh escaped from her lips. "Morning already?" she asked sleepily.

"Barely. Go back to sleep if you want."

Sabine rolled over. "How are you feeling?"

"Sore but it's going to take more than a few bruises and cuts to break me." Killian told her, a lop-sided grin on his face.

"I don't want you to break, at least not from a fight."

"Sorry I worried you." He cupped her face in his hand. "And I'm sorry pressed if you had any enemies."

"That's a conversation for another time." She promised. Was this her way of slowing letting him into her life?

"So, Beanie?" He asked again, believing she was in a better mood now.

Sabine chuckled. "That was so embarrassing. It's my nickname or was. My cousin Anthony is two years older than me and couldn't pronounce my name when I was born. So, he called me Beanie and when I started talking, I called myself that for longer than I want to admit."

Killian grinned and kissed her forehead.

They just stared at each other, unsure what to say but they both knew what they wanted to do.

"You just going to stare at me or are you going to fuck me to say thank you?" She whispered.

"Is your mouth aways this dirty in the morning?"

"Maybe."

"I'm not going to fuck you, at least not right now. I'm going to make love to you instead." He leaned in close to kiss her neck.

"I like the sound of that." They hadn't had many tender moments, now that's what she craved. What really turned her on was she didn't have to ask; Killian just knew and wanted the same thing.

Now she was sure how she felt about him. "I think I'm falling for you." She whispered in his ear.

He paused his kisses to look at her. "I've already fallen, lass. That's why I'm going to make love to you."

She smiled and gently kissed his cheek. "Whatever you are going to go, we need less clothes."

"I like how you think, and just about everything about you."

Sabine giggled. Her hands pulled at the hem of his shirt and then up over his head. She then tugged at the waistband of his pants and boxers before pulling them down his legs.

"My turn, love." Killian kissed her neck then his hand traveled down to her hips and slid the shorts down to the ankles. He gently stroked her fabric covered rear before also sliding that down.

Killian rolled Sabine onto her back, gently pushing her into the mattress.

"I'm still wearing a shirt." She said.

"Saving the best for last. You know how I think."

"That I do." And watched through hooded eyes as he used his teeth to pull her shirt over her head.

Her heart skipped a beat.

He went back to gently kissing her as his hand stroked her hip. She returned his kisses and ran her fingers through his hair. Sabine was going to follow his lead, slow and gentle.

Killian's knee then nudged her legs apart and they instantly spread for him. He just teased her folds with his large cock as his chest hairs brushed her nipples.

Sabine moaned, hoping for more friction. He pressed against her entrance, just enjoying the sounds she was making.

"Is this what you want, love?"

"Yes, always." She could feel desire in her soul, ready and waiting for him.

He pressed a searing kiss to her lips and slid into her.

Something between a sigh and a moan escaped from Sabine's lips. Killian didn't pound in and out of her, instead dragged his cock along her walls at an unhurried pace. Sabine felt her release building at the same pace, and she enjoyed the slow build.

She suddenly changed the angle by pivoting her hips, his cock hit a different spot, making her shiver. "Right there." She whispered.

He continued his rhythm without slowing down. His hand then slid up to her breast and gently stroke the underside of it. He hadn't planned on that touch, but he couldn't help himself.

Killian then picked up his speed by a hair and Sabine welcomed the change. Her release was close, but it wouldn't be earth shattering this time.

He expertly worked her up to about the top of the mountain then he let her cool down for a second only to build her back up.

"Don't stop." She half pleaded. Her release was rolling over her in perfect waves and she couldn't begin to describe how it felt.

The only reason Killian would stop was to commit Sabine's face to his memory. Which he did, for half a second. Her eyes popped open to look at him, right into his soul.

Killian slid out then quickly rammed back in, bringing himself to completion while Sabine rode out her final release.

Her breath was coming in long drawn-out sighs. "I'm not saying get hurt again, but that was a good thank you."

He chuckled.


September

"Bagel bites, popcorn, sodas, cupcakes, is there anything missing?" Sabine looked at the food packed coffee table.

"Chips and dip." Amber came by carrying bowls.

"It's not a party without dip." Tess reminded them.

"It's the most wonderful time of the year, Greys Anatomy premiere night." Kaitlyn half sang.

"Let's pick who dies, who leaves and who hooks up with who." Sabine handed out sheets of paper and pens. "We have 15 minutes before the show starts."

A knock at the door stopped the talking.

"Did you order more food?" Tess asked.

"No, hold on." Sabine headed to answer it, half expecting someone. She opened the door. "Killian?"

He flashed her a million-watt smile. "Hello love."

"Ummm your timing isn't great." She whispered.

"It's not the week end?" he asked, saying it as two words.

"No, it's Thursday. TGIT, actually. Thank God its Thursday. It's Greys Anatomy night." Each of her sentences was met with a confused look. "I have people over."

"Oh, should I come back?" His face dropped.

"Yeah, give me an hour and a half. There's a cafe down the road. Go buy yourself a coffee." She pushed some money into his hand.

"I will return." He smiled and leaned in to kiss her cheek. "We have an audience." He whispered.

Sabine grimaced and half pushed him out the door. She closed her eyes then turned around, fully expecting the third degree.

"Who is that?" Tess asked, the other three stood behind her.

"The show is about to start." Sabine tried to change the topic.

"This is much juicer." Kaitlyn already held a bowl of popcorn close.

"He is a friend." The same answer she gave her uncle.

"Friends don't look like that or look at you like that."

"I don't exactly know what we are." Sabine answered.

"Is it good?" Amber wanted to know, not needing to explain what she meant.

"Mind blowing." A blush crept onto her face.

There was a shriek of approval from her friends.

The opening monologue for the show filled the apartment. "Alright girls, lets watch hot doctors get it on so Sabine can get it on with her hot man."

An hour and a half later, after her friends had left, Sabine was cleaning up the dishes when again there was a knock at the door. She cheerfully answered it, feeling calm.

"Your friends told me to come up." Killian said.

"I had a feeling they would."

"You didn't want to introduce me to them."

"No, I am not ready to introduce you to my friends. You going to introduce me to yours?"

He paused and scratched behind his ear. "I don't have friends."

"What?" Sabine almost couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"I have a crew, but no friends."

"Who do you talk to about life, goals, inside jokes, the past with?"

"No one."

"That's sad." She felt bad for asking.

"So what play were you all watching?" Killian changed the subject.

"Tv show, not play. Grey's Anatomy, doctor drama, mostly the drama of the doctor's personal lives. We watch it every Thursday, our little tradition. The new season just started."

"Sounds like fun."

She smiled at him and gently kissed his cheek. "Hi."

"HI. Was that my greeting?" Killian asked.

"Part of it." Sabine placed her hands on his chest and deeply kissed him.

His arms wrapped around her waist and pushed her flush against him. She hummed in approval.

"Are we taking this to the bedroom?" He whispered. "Or are we staying in the hallway? I really have no preference."

"I bought something new. Let me slip into it quickly and I'll call you in." She told me, giving his Adam's apple a quick nip before disappearing into the bedroom.

Killian took his coat, vest, and boots off and leaned against the wall, attempting to regulate his breathing. It was crazy how quickly she could turn him on.

After what seemed like forever, he finally heard his name, inviting him to the bedroom. He followed her voice.

Killian entered the bedroom to find Sabine standing next to the bed with her back to him. She wore a corset of some sort, but it was below that made him whistle. Her ass was only covered by a string. "I like the view, love. Nothing much in the way."

"I know. And you are going to love the front." She turned around and Killian felt himself instantly go hard. The corset did wonders for her cleavage, pushing her breasts up and together. And they were, to his utter delight, exposed to him.

To his eyes, and soon his hand and mouth.

"Do you approve, Captain?" She asked.

Captain? She knew what that did to him. He really needed to reward her for the stunning view. He walked toward her slowly, watching her gaze darken with every step. When he reached her, he brought his hand up to stroke one nipple. She sighed.

"Approve. You know how much we both enjoy touching these. And having them exposed makes touching so much easier." He whispered in her ear.

"You can use more touch."

He didn't say a word, just covered her whole breast with his warm hand and caressed it. His hook traveled the curve of her ass, the cold made her shiver.

"What about the other one?" She asked.

Killian took his hand back and pulled off his shirt. He spun her around and pushed her into his chest. Instantly she felt something hard on her ass.

"Do you want me to take care of that?" She asked, more than ready to.

"It can wait. I'm playing up right now." His hand went to the other breast and flicked the nipple until it was hard as a pebble under his touch. Then he caressed it lovingly. His hook drifted down to the small piece of fabric between her legs and gently rubbed it with the curve.

Her back arched into him with sudden pleasure.

"Impressive that I can turn you on so easily." His breath tickled her neck.

"Because you know all the right spots and motions. They never fail."

"I know it all, but I love discovering new sensations." He sucked on her neck and continued to lightly touch her with his hook and hand. "Do you wish I was sucking somewhere else?"

"Yes."

"What should I be sucking?"

She had two choices, she really wanted both but one had to be content with his hand, for now.

"Nipple, both of them. Take your time."

"As the lady's requests." He sat on the bed and drew her close. He took one breast into his mouth, working the nipple hard again, sucking and licking to his, and her, heart's desire.

Sabine moaned, lost in the sensations. Almost. "I didn't say your hand could stop."

Killian sucked a tad harder, but his hand touched her mound. His fingers just traced the outline of the fabric, the knuckles stroked her folds gently.

Sabine grabbed his shoulders for balance, the rough touch on top contrasted with the gentle touches on the bottom, it was almost too much.

"Pants off." She commanded him. He did as he was told, maneuvering to shove his pants down his legs and off his ankles. Killian pulled her down onto one of his legs but held her hips still. "Don't rock."

Don't rock? She needed and wanted friction, more friction than he was giving her.

He squeezed her breast. "This other one needs my attention. Then you will get my mouth where you need it."

She gasped, heat pooling in her core instantly. She had to force herself not to move her hips as he sucked her breast. All she wanted to do was rub herself on his leg, but she knew his mouth would feel a million times better.

So, Sabine focused on what his mouth was currently doing to her. She moaned and sighed and gasped.

Finally, Killian pulled back to look up at her, his eyes almost black. "Did I pay them enough attention?"

"Yes. Now do what you promised." She sounded wrecked and was able to become even more wrecked. And she would enjoy every moment of it.

"What's the magic word?"

"Make me fall apart."

"Lay down on the bed."

She did so, propping her head up slightly on a pillow.

Killian stayed near her feet and gently touched her ankle, as if deciding something. He took her left leg and lifted it. He kissed each toe and the bottom of her foot, her ankle and his kisses slowly traveled up. Her calf, her knee, her thigh. The kisses varied in length and pressure.

Sabine got anxious and wished he would just hurry up. But she knew he took his time with her. And the ending was worth it.

She felt hot breath between her legs and moaned louder than she thought. His nose touched her stomach, right at the top of her waistband. "Are you attached to this, or can I rip it?"

At least he asked first. They, and the whole outfit, cost an arm and a leg. Sabine reached down and maneuvered the thong down to her ankles and off the side of the bed.

Now the parts of her body where she craved his touch were exposed to him, one fully fondled and stated, the other waiting and, dare she say it, dripping with desire.

"Shall I devore you?"

"Yes."

His lips touched her inner thigh and left gentle kisses in his wake on the way to her core. He sucked for a moment on her inner leg. She moaned, knowing there would be a mark there. He nibbled her mound and blew on her folds.

Sabine sighed and her hand found his head. She threaded her fingers through his hair to keep him focused on what was in front of him.

His tongue traced her folds, and his fingers finally parted them so he could tease and suck her bundle of nerves.

"More." she pleaded, her fingers scratching his scalp.

His fingers stroked her sensitive areas in tandem with his tongue. Then it played with her entrance before pushing its way in.

Sabine convulsed at the sensations. He pulled back quickly and replaced his tongue with two fingers that quickly pumped and curled inside of her.

Her hand was fisted in the sheet. She saw stars and screamed out in pleasure. Killian didn't slow down until her high had run its course.

She sank into the bed, breathing heavily.

"Was that good?"

"Very."

"What about me?"

She had almost forgotten about his needs. How was she going to help him? She was too sore and sensitive for him to be inside of her when he was hard. So, Sabine did the next best thing.

She grasped his cock and stroked it while fondling one of her own breasts at the same time. "I know you like watching me touch myself." She whispered.

Killian's breath hitched.

Sabine had her hands mimic each other with the flicks, tugs, and caresses. While her hand felt amazing on her breast, she had to focus on getting Killian to completion. After the mind blowing sex he had given her, she had to return the favor.

"Your hand feels so good wrapped around me, love." He moaned. "Don't stop."

She picked up the speed and got slightly rougher with her tugs on him. But she stayed gentle with herself, this round wasn't about her, she had her turn. Besides he just liked to watch her fingers work their magic.

Sabine almost considered using her mouth on him, but he suddenly came in her hand. His head fell on her shoulder, and he was panting.

"Good enough for you?"

"Yes." He managed to get one word out.

"Do we sleep now?"

"Good idea."

They woke up the next morning and reluctantly got out of bed later than Sabine had planned. "Don't have time for a full breakfast."

"I can give you something to eat." Killian attempted to grab her waist to pull her back into his embrace.

She paused and shook her head to banish the dirty thoughts in her head. "I am responsible and going to work. I'll leave stuff for cereal on the counter, milk is in the fridge. I'll see you later. Don't burn the place down or answer the door or call China." She quickly got dressed and blew him a kiss, not trusting herself any closer to him.

Sabine drove to the salon and settled in for the day of work. About an hour later, Tess stopped by the window and stared at her.

"What?" Sabine mouthed.

Her friend opened the door. "You did come in today?" She did sound shocked.

"Were you all putting bets on it?" Sabine asked.

"Actually, yes. I lost 10 dollars."

"Wow, betting against my responsibility. Smart move."

"You have a hickey on your neck."

"That's not the only place." Sabine quietly commented.

Sabine arrived back home later that afternoon to find Killian still there, sitting comfortably on her couch, reading a book and wearing the lounge pants and shirt she got him.

"Welcome home. How was work?" He asked.

She smiled, liking the sound of the greeting. "It was good, busy so a usual Friday. What did you do all day?"

"Read, you have a lot of interesting books on space."

"Thanks. Good to know you weren't bored. I'll make dinner and we can watch some TV."

"Grey's Anatomy?"

She laughed. "There are sixteen seasons, there is no way you are getting caught up tonight. We can do a movie."

"Or, after dinner we make our own entertainment." There was a dangerous look in his eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat. "Dinner, then I'll show you one of the reoccurring scenes in the show." She walked over to him. "The really good sex."


October

"Hey, can I ask a favor." Sabine sat with Amber drinking coffee outside the local café.

"Sure."

"Can I borrow an LARP outfit from you?"

"You finally getting into role playing?" Amber almost clapped her hands.

"Not exactly."

"Oh, trying to impress your whatever then?"

"Yeah, just want to surprise him and mix things up a bit." Sabine told her.

"Nice. Did you have something in mind?"

"Top skirt combo, jacket or coat maybe, something navy." She had been thinking about it for a week, going over clothing pieces in her head and doing some internet research.

"Well one piece of advice in your situation, a corset will show off everything. You are going to knock his socks off."

"It's not his socks I want to knock off." Sabine chuckled.

"I can help, stop by later." They tapped their coffee cups.

Sabine entered yet another tavern, did Killian visit any other places? Maybe taverns were the equivalent of coffee houses.

She quickly and easily spotted him at a table with two men and two women. She wasn't the jealous type normally, but she felt something that resembled jealously grew in her.

Sabine went to him and touched his shoulder. "What are you playing?"

He turned to look at her, his eyes sparkled. "Just started playing cards. Want me to teach you?"

She hasn't answered as he was pushing the woman next to him to make room for her. Sabine settled next to him, gently brushing his chest. "You look happy to see me."

"Always." And kissed her cheek.

An hour or so later, they left the tavern, Killian's arm tight around her waist.

"Beginners luck, that was definitely beginners' luck." He was saying.

She only giggled. "Guess so." She spun around to face him and touched his cheek. "You look happy to see me." She repeated.

"Of course."

"No, you look different, not like you want to pin me to a wall and do sinful things to me. You look happy and content."

Killian looked embarrassed for a moment then captured her lips in a long unhurried kiss. "I do plan on taking you back to the Jolly Roger and do sinful things, but I want to take you somewhere else first."

"I'm curious, lead the way."

After they had been walking in the forest for a while, they finally stopped at the top of a hill, overlooking a small cove.

"Where are we?"

He wrapped his arms around her. "Just watch."

Just then, it seemed like a thousand fireflies lit up the cove. They flew in different patterns from one tree to the other.

"Wow, this is beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you."

Sabine just snuggled into his embrace. They spent some time watching the fireflies dance across the sky.

Eventually Killian kissed her under her ear. "Ready to go to the Jolly Roger?"

"Yes." The hot breath on her neck began to turn her on.

They set out to the dock and the Jolly Roger, only sort of keeping their hands off each other. A quick kiss here, a brush there, and lots of winks that promised heat when they were alone.

Killian and Sabine boarded the ship, and he grabbed her hand. "New outfit? It's different than what I usually see you wearing."

"You like it?" She asked.

"You look stunning, love. Like you belong here." He spun her around to see the complete look. The long navy skirt, cream off the shoulder blouse and the brown under the bust corset.

"Until I start complaining about the lack of indoor plumbing, heat and how uncomfortable this corset it." Sabine commented.

"Maybe you should take it off." Killian suggested not so innocently.

"You want to see what's underneath?"

"See, touch, taste, everything."

"You certainly have a way with words. You know the right thing to say to get me all hot and bothered."

"I'm a man of many talents, what can I say?" We are all alone here, so no need to go back to my cabin right now."

"You want to take me right here?" Her eyes had a mischievous gleam to them.

"Yes." He backed her right into the master and began to kiss her gently. "Follow my lead." His fingers ran along the neckline of her blouse, trying to go a little deeper.

Sabine's hand went to the front of the corset and loosened the strings. She let out a sigh, brought on by both the ability to breathe properly and the gentle attention her breasts were receiving.

Killian pulled his head back slightly. "Thank you for the assistance love but no more touching on your part. Hands down."

"What are you planning?"

"That would ruin the surprise." He gave her a searing kiss on the lips then moved his mouth to her ear. "Let's see how wet my voice can get you, with a little help from my finger."

Sabine shivered in anticipation, unsure if she was prepared. "Only a little help from your hand?"

"Very very gentle." His hand stroked her cheek and neck. "I don't think you know how stunning and ravishing you truly are. It's you I dream about every night. Every inch of you itching for my touch." His finger slid the neckline down, exposing her breasts to the cold sea air. "Maybe itching isn't the right word, aching for my finger, my mouth, or maybe bigger to touch you."

Sabine moaned, his hot breath on her neck contrasted with the cold air, making her skin prickle.

"And not just touch you, caress, devour, taste every part of your body. You want me to fully stimulate and arouse every fiber of your being." Killian's fingers began to gently stroke her breast, brushing the nipple, feeling it harden under his touch. "It's quite amazing how quickly your body reacts to my touch."

"I know what you are capable of, from personal experience."

"And I'm very good at what I do?"

"Good or bad, depending on if you are teasing me or keeping me from my release."

"I only tease to build to an earth-shattering ending." He gently kneaded her breast. "It is earth shattering, isn't it? Makes the teasing worth it, doesn't it?"

"Yes." She managed to get out one word.

"Good." He placed the tiniest of kisses under her ear. Killian then moved to the other breast. "I do love how you willingly show me what makes you feel good. Feel comfortable enough to let me explore every inch of you. You guide my hand places, or you use your own hands. Watching your skilled and nimble fingers touch yourself is such a turn-on for me. Makes me want to touch myself."

Sabine's breath hitched. She did wish his touch was a little bit rougher on her breast or that his hand would move elsewhere. She couldn't touch herself so all she could do was stand there and control her desire.

"The time apart is torture. I dream of you. Sometimes you are wearing nothing, or wearing clothes so I can undress you with my mind. Or sometimes something lacy or sheer, like what you wear when you dream of me. You still dream of me, don't you?"

"Yes." She said, hoping he would reward her with more pressure or something. He did still haunt her dreams and left her wanting the real thing.

"Good." His hand left her breast and opened the corset wider to stick his hand up and under the shirt. "I love the sounds you make when I touch you. No matter the amount of pressure, you sigh or moan and its music to my ears." His hand was still gently at her ribs and under her breasts. His nails gently dragged across her skin.

"Remember the other encounters on this ship? How adventurous we were with positions and locations? Remember the mirror? How you watched your face as my finger danced all over your body? How one finger wasn't enough for you, and you begged for not just one but two more? We can do that again."

"Yes." That was the only word she was capable of saying.

"Noted. Are you ready and wet enough?" He asked.

Sabine could feel her dripping core. "Yes."

"Shall I check?"

She was pretty sure that if one finger touched her core, her release would wash over her. And she didn't want to do that alone if she could help it.

"Lift your skirt." He whispered in her ear.

"Don't need to." She led his hand to the front of her skirt and through the numerous pleats found lace.

"Well, that was convenient." He hummed in her ear.

"Thinking ahead, what would be easier and faster for you to get inside of me."

Killian only chuckled, his fingers played with the waist of the thong and the V shape of the fabric. Sabine shivered in anticipation. Killian stroked his knuckles against her mound through the fabric. "Would you be even wetter if I were to drop to my knees and lick you?"

Sabine now wasn't able to form any words to answer him, couldn't think straight.

"Or if..." he paused and began to unlace his pants. "I would ram my thick cock into you?"

She felt like her body was on fire and she wanted him, all of him, now. But she couldn't say the words or even move her head.

Concerned by her lack of response, his voice turned gentle. "Lass?"

That brought her back to the present. "Make me fall apart."

Killian gave her a searing kiss then grabbed her waist, turned her around, fumbled with her skirt and bent her over a barrel before sliding into her wet core.

Sabine finally convulsed, feeling her walls clench around him. She rode out her high as he pounded into her at a speed they both needed to reach their pleasure.

Finally, his legs gave out and Killian almost crushed her into the barrel. She welcomed the weight as he was still pulsing inside of her.

"You still there, Captain?"

"Yes, shall we move somewhere more comfortable?"

"I like the way you think."

"And everything else about me."

"Can you carry me? Not sure my legs can support me right now."

"Give me a moment." He pressed a kiss to the back of her neck and slid out of her.

Sabine whimpered at the drag and felt empty and stretched at the same time.

Killian gathered her in his arms and carried her to his cabin.

"Sleep or round two?"

"Quick nap, then round two." She told him.

"Less clothes are needed either way." Killian said, already undressing her with his eyes.

Sabine pulled off the corset and shirt, stretching her arms over her head.

Killian felt his mouth go dry, beyond the corset and the blouse, she hadn't worn anything else on top.

She didn't meet his eyes as the skirt dropped to the floor and she stood in the middle of his cabin wearing nothing but a tiny sheer piece of fabric.

"Need a hand there, Captain?"

"Only if you are offering."

She slowly undid the fasteners of the vest before dropping it to the floor. His shirt was discarded next, and she let her hand roam over his chest, feeling the hard planes.

"I love your touch, lass." He whispered.

"You love everything about me, don't you?"

"Yes, I love you."

She sucked in a breath. That was a first from him. Now how was she supposed to respond?

Sabine locked eyes with him. "I love you too."

His eyes lit up and he drew her close for a deep kiss.

She responded to his tongue and began to feel a fire starting inside of her. She pulled back slightly. "The chances of that nap are quickly dwindling."

"Do we need said nap?"

"The night is young, and you need your strength."

"Will I? What body part is going to ravish you?"

"That very talented mouth of yours."

Killian chuckled and began to pepper her neck with kisses.

Sabine wiggled out of his arms and got into bed. "Nap, now."

He signed. "Fine, you going to watch me take my pants off?"

"That just sounds dangerous." She snuggled in and closed her eyes. The bed sank as he climbed in next to her.

"Sleep, recharge. I have some ideas in mind." His arm rested on her hip but thankfully made no matter to go anywhere else.

They drifted to sleep.

An hour or so later, Sabine awoke to soft lips on her neck and shoulders.

"Still want my talented mouth?" He whispered in her ear.

"Always. Do whatever you want, I'm yours."

"Good." His kisses continued at a snail's pace along her collarbone and slightly further lower. They were as light as butterflies and his breath made her skin tingle.

He got to her breasts, and he blew on one breast then the other one.

Sabine moaned. Killian grinned, his blue eyes almost black. He instantly attacked one breast with his mouth, nipping and sucking until it hardened. Then he switched to the other one and repeated his actions.

He kissed all the way down both arms, including all ten fingers. Sabine signed, enjoying all this attention from his mouth.

Killian left a trail of kisses along each rib and sucked at her waist. His tongue swirled around her navel, and he heard her sign deeply. His lips went to both hips and kissed all the way down her legs, paying attention to her knees and ankles.

By the time he reached her toes, she was on fire with desire.

"Did my talented mouth miss anything?"

"Yes, you missed something that's very wet and aching."

"Did I? Show me where."

Sabine slowly moved her fingers down her chest to her aching core under his lustful gaze.

"What do you want my mouth to do there?" He asked.

"Blow, suck, nibble, lick."

"That's a lot to do. Might need a hand to help with that, or a finger or two."

She gasped. His tongue and her fingers working together to bring her to completion? She did love his dirty mind. "I'm ready to help you." She parted her folds and gently stroked herself.

"Fuck." He growled.

"That's what you are supposed to be doing to me." Desire was building again.

He breathed on her fingers and nibbled them as she toyed with her bundle of nerves.

"So good, that feels so good." She rocked her hips.

"As much as I do love the sounds you make, your mouth needs something to do."

Sabine's hand stilled. Now what was he thinking? The answer rammed into her instantly. "Then give me something to put in it."

Killian maneuvered his body to line his cock with her mouth. He waited until she took him between her lips before he focused his attention on her dripping core.

Sabine sucked and licked him, unsure how she was going to give him the attention he deserved while he did sinful things to her.

But they did find a rhythm that worked. Her fingers circled herself as he sucked. Then his tongue followed her fingers along her folds a few times. She spread her legs wider as he went deeper, following her fingers.

Her release was so close. As was his. She still had a free hand, so she fondled him and pulled hard on her cock. He came almost violently, and she sucked him dry.

Mercifully his tongue didn't pause or slow down. He actually picked up speed and licked ignoring the erratic movements of her fingers. He paused then away and plunged his tongue into her dripping core.

Sabine screamed from the bottom of her soul and Killian slowly eased her down. He rolled off her, they both struggled to breathe.

"Wow." Sabine somehow managed to get one word out of her mouth.

Killian only grunted in agreement. And he thought the mirror was hot, again trying new positions and being adventurous always paid off.

"Do we need another nap? Or just no touching for a little bit."

"I'm too awake to sleep."

They just rested in the bed, talking about their day, sharing a quiet meaningful moment.

"I have something for you, something that should avoid interrupting any planned events we might have." Killian got up from the bed and went to his bookshelf. He came back with a bottle.

"It's empty." she remarked.

"At the moment, it is." He then got a piece of paper, wrote something, and stuck into another bottle. It disappeared and appeared in the bottle in her hands. "What does the paper say?"

She fished the paper out and blushed when she read it. "So, this is how we can communicate?"

"Yes."

"It's like texting, but with bottles."

"Exactly?" Killian answered slightly unsure.

"Oh, like a message in a bottle. Sorry, that took me a moment. I'm not thinking straight at the moment. I do have something for you too." She pulled her corset off the floor then went fishing into a pocket. Sabine pulled out a key. "It's the key to my apartment. In my world, this is a big step."

"Are you asking me to move in?"

"I'm asking you to feel free to visit. Don't be a stranger."

"Thank you." He kissed her on the forehead.

"Killian?"

"Yes love."

"You can gently touch me, but no motion."

"So just hold you?"

"Yes, that works."

He gathered her in his arms, tucking her head under his chin.

Sabine snuggled and listened to Killian's heartbeat and slowly returned to normal. She also wasn't sleepy, but she didn't want to move or be aroused at the moment.


Is 3 hook-ups too much for 1 chapter? It might be the plan going forward so I don't have a million chapters. I am planning on updating monthly.

She has friends and family and this was a nice look into her personal life. She will talk about her enemy, don't worry.

They had their first date, how cute! And he has the key to her appartment, and the message in the bottle. They are shaping up to be a good couple.

Review please.