Emma stepped up on the Jolly Roger's deck and waved her hand above her head. Her magic pulsing through the air and she knew the pirate ship was invisible to anyone looking. As an afterthought, she added another soundproofing layer, just in case.
"I can't believe I let them persuade me into this." With another wave of her hand, and she was dressed in a pale blue princess gown, "They better make it up to me in spades or…"
"What the bloodiest of hell are you doing on our ship." The rough voice barked from the door leading below deck.
Emma smirked as Captain Rogers strode towards her dressed in his version of a pirate's gear. The leather duster was another shade of black and slightly shorter than…
"What's going on up here?" Another growling voice interrupted. Captain Hook stepped up beside Rogers, both pirates changing their gruffness into identical smirks of mischievousness.
"Think we have a little stowaway on our hands, Captain." Rogers waved his hook toward Emma who was regretting her having added a tight corset to her outfit.
Killian's eyes twinkled, and he gave Emma a small wink before falling back into his pirate persona. "What have we here, eh?" He stepped closer to Emma and scanned her from head to toe with his deep blue eyes. "It certainly looks like we have a princess dropping by, my my, whatever shall we do with such a naughty girl?"
"Leave… leave me alone." Emma tried to huff in indignation, lifting her chin, sending both men her best defiant look. For good measure, she hugged herself and took a step back.
Rogers circled her and closed in on her from behind. "You come here on our ship and expect us to be nice to you, princess?" His breath brushed over her bare shoulder, a shiver shot straight to her core. She knew what other feelings his mouth could evoke in her.
"You seem a bit flustered there, love." Killian grinned and stepped closer using his hook to swipe her hair over her shoulder, the tip barely scraping over her skin. But it still provoked her skin to erupt into goosebumps. Damn, these men certainly knew how to push her buttons. But it wasn't a surprise having been married to them both now for five years.
"Don't you dare…" her voice broke. Both men chuckled, and she was sure they shared a knowing smile over her shoulder. "Don't you dare lay a finger on me, I'm Princess Emma Swan of Misthaven, you'll be hanging from the gallows by nightfall if you do me harm."
"But I see no royal guard here, and it seems that you're all alone darling," Rogers whispered into her ear and wrapped his hand around her waist.
"I said…" Emma swirled around and gave him her best glare, "Leave me alone, you can't touch me." But Rogers settled his hand at her waist yet again.
"Oh, we can and we will do as we please, you're on our ship. And on the Jolly Roger, it's our rules that abide." Killian claimed her other hip so they had her secured between them.
Emma bit back a groan when the warmth of their hands seeped through the lace and tulle of her dress. Closing her eyes, she slipped into her princess-in-distress role again and whispered, "Please don't…" She attempted to twist out of their grasp but both merely pressed closer and she felt their breaths wash over her skin.
"What to do with such a naughty princess, running away from home are we?" Failing to recognize who spoke, she shook her head.
A hook touched her lips and one said gruffly, "Use that pretty mouth of yours, let us hear your sordid tale of how a pretty innocent princess has found her way to our ship."
"I wanted…" She slumped her chin to her chest trying to remember how to breathe, the closeness of her two men was too much. "I wanted an adventure." Opening her eyes she looked into Rogers' eyes. The blue matched those of Killian's and she found herself drowning in their depths.
"Adventure?" Killian said, chuckling from behind her. "What kind of adventure?"
"See… see the world." She licked her dry lips and Rogers' eyes dilated as he followed the movement of her tongue. Smirking she carried on, "I want to see the world and be free."
"Are you not as free as one can be?" Rogers lifted an eyebrow and trailed his hook over the hem of her bodice. "All the fancy clothes you can ever imagine, fine horses and wealth beyond anything imaginable."
"All that is not freedom," Emma huffed.
"Aye, freedom to pick your path might be more desirable," Rogers mused and gave her a small wink.
Emma's heart sped up, and she gulped down when the hook tugged under the hem and pulled her closer. "What… what are you going to do with me?"
"Oh, I can certainly come up with a fair few things we'd like to do with you, darling." Rogers looked over her shoulder at Killian. "What do you say Captain Hook shall we show this fair maiden what true freedom is."
"I like the way you think, mate," Killian growled whilst tugging her closer to his body.
Emma was feeling all of him against her backside, and the bulge in his leathers was prominently pressing against her behind. She remembered her dainty princess persona and squealed in surprise. "What is that?" Trying to twist away from his form she pleaded again with her best princess voice. "You shouldn't be touching me like this, its not proper. Would you be so kind as to let me go now?"
"We're pirates love," Rogers growled, tugging her closer to his form and Killian followed so she was now firmly pressed between them. "We take and touch whenever we like."
"And a treat dropping in our laps like yourself is just too good of an opportunity to let go."
"What are you going to do with me?" Emma asked with breathless shyness.
"Oh, we have an entire list of things we would want to do with you, princess."
"Like what?" She lifted her chin in defiance. "You can't keep me here."
"We're pirates and we pillage and plunder whatever and whoever we want," Rogers smirked.
"And we certainly will pillage and plunder you today, Princess." Killian supplied from behind her.
"Oh, oh my whatever do you mean?" Emma lifted her hands to her chest and pressed against the bodice. Her heart hammered away in her chest and she was certain her cheeks were reddened.
"Have you ever been with a man?" Rogers asked slyly and licked over his bottom lip.
"What…" Emma gasped in feigned surprise and pressed her hands to her heated face. "I've never. How dare you imply I would ever… "
"So a shy, innocent princess we have on our hands, eh Captain." Rogers smirked and shared a seedy look with Killian. "We're lucky bastards."
"Aye, we are lucky indeed."
"Why… why would you say that?"
Both men laughed and Killian leaned closer and whispered, "We're going to show you the world of pleasure and drive you mad with desire."
"You won't even be able to remember your name once we're done with you," Rogers added.
"How dare you…" Emma bit back the moan lodged in the back of her throat. She damn well knew how they could drive her mental with their words, tongues and bodies.
"We're going to have so much fun." Rogers leered at her.
Emma lifted her hand and dared to give the man a quick slap on his cheek. "How dare you imply I would ever…"
Killian grabbed her hand and twisted it behind her back while Rogers took hold of her other hand. "You're feisty, we like that too in our dalliances. We'll get what we want, princess and I promise you will be putty in our hands and enjoy this very much."
"I'd never…" Emma made a move to twist her hands away from their grasp but both pirates had expected this and with joint effort had both her hands tugged behind her back and pushed her towards the hatch leading below deck.
"Don't make us find the rope and tie those pretty hands together, no funny business going bellow deck," Killian warned and opened the hatch while Rogers guided her down.
Emma went more than willingly but made a show of twisting in Rogers' grasp which earned her a hard slap on her behind and a growl. "Don't be cheeky, princess, we know how to punish misbehaving lasses."
Soon they entered the Captain's cabin, and it seemed as if they'd prepared the room as planned, the bed looked invitingly ready for their tryst. It hadn't taken them long to do some remodelling of the bed, making it larger to fit them all. As soon as Killian and Rogers had found out about her pirate kink, they made sure they could do this as often as she desired. This was the first time they had persuaded her to go full innocent princess-in-distress character, frilly dress included.
Killian bolted the door behind them and Rogers eased his grip on her arms letting her roll her shoulders easing up the strain on her muscles.
Emma crossed her arms over her chest and huffed, "You can't do this to me, I won't allow it."
"Too late darling, the moment you stepped onto this ship your choice was null and void, this is our kingdom and here we rule."
Both pirates removed their leather dusters and Emma had to stifle another moan which would ruin her princess character façade. They looked fine in their almost identical attires, billowing shirts sinfully open at the neck and a vest hugging their torsos. Killian's was the red brocade while Rogers had found one in a similar design but in a deep blue colour.
Emma stepped back when they both turned towards her and she felt the ladder press into her back, and she blinked at them with wide eyes. She felt like the prey of a hunter, no two hunters and in this case two pirates hunting for a treasure.
They stepped closer giving her no way out of her predicament and while they just kept their eyes roving over her body, she felt her body respond with desire.
"Leave me alone, you bastards." She pressed her hands to her chest.
"Come now, love, we'll have so much fun today, you'll see." Killian leered and stepped closer, followed by Rogers moving in beside him.
"I… I don't…" Emma gasped when she was suddenly trapped between the ladder and both pirates, their breaths washing over her warm shoulders as they leaned closer.
"I think you'll enjoy what we have in mind, Darling." Rogers grazed his lips over her bare shoulder.
"Don't do that!" Emma gasped.
"Why?" There was a teasing note In Roger's voice.
"I have never…"
"Oh, we know and we'll make sure you will not want for anyone else but us once we're done with you, princess," Killian supplied, his lips doing slow explorations of her neck and shoulder.
"Please, don't." Emma placed her hand on their shoulder and attempted to push them away, even if her body screamed to her to just let them have their way with her. Gods, she knew how they could reduce her to a melted pile of goo of delirious passion.
"I assure you it will all be quite enjoyable for you, darling."
"No, please don't." Emma pushed harder, and this time pushed them slightly away from her.
"Oh, no you don't," Killian growled and grabbed her hand and pressed it to the rungs above her head. "Get the rope, Rogers."
"No, no, please don't." Emma tried to twist out of his grasp but Killian used his whole body to hold her in place, the ladder rungs digging into her backside. The heat of his body seeped into her skin and she already felt lightheaded at the notion of what was about to happen. They had played with some light BDSM in various scenarios, but this damsel in distress scene was a new one.
"Here we are." Rogers presented a coil of the soft rope Emma had found online, when they'd suggested this play she wanted to be prepared for all and went on an online shopping spree.
The pirates helped each other secure first one hand to the rung above her head then the other hand. While they worked she kept twisting her body around making the task more difficult for them. They met her futile attempt with twin growls of displeasure, the sound sending some serious heat waves between her legs. The thin silk underpants she wore were most likely already drenched.
Soon she had both hands tied above her head, low enough for her to be comfortable in the next process of this scenario.
They stood so close that their scents filled her every sense, their combined essence was heady and intoxicating. For a moment she let herself absorb the sensations washing over her, then she moved into her princess role again.
"You vile bastards you can't do this to me." She wiggled around to underline her displeasure.
Both pirates gave her identical smirks, and Killian tapped his hook to his chin. "Now what do we do with this dainty little thing, she sure is feisty this one."
"Aye she sure is, but we promise you that you'll enjoy this."
"I'll do no such thing," Emma huffed and lifted her chin glaring daggers at them.
"Oh, but you will." Killian moved closer and traced the hemline of her dress with his hook, the knowing smirk gleaming in his eyes gave away how much he knew she loved his hook on her skin. When he tugged the tip under the fabric, he looked her straight into her eyes. "We need to get you out of this first."
"No… no…. please don't."
"Help me out here, mate." Killian looked to Rogers who stepped up beside his co-captain.
"Don't do this, please." Emma let her lips tremble in a feigned pout.
"Hush now," Rogers said and scanned her body with heated eyes. "How do we set about doing this mate?"
Killian shrugged, digging his hook further under the dress and moved closer to the thin sleeves holding up her dress. "A shame to ruin such fine clothes, but it's a small price to pay for the endless passion we'll share with this beauty, eh, mate?"
Rogers seemed to understand what Killian had planned as he settled his hook at her other sleeve. The men looked at each other and without even muttering a word they moved their hooks in unison and ripped through the thin silk.
The top part of her dress fell around her waist, leaving her in a shift and the corset. Nothing too revealing. Not yet anyway.
"Bloody hell, how many layers of clothes does a princess need?" Rogers asked shaking his head and tugging the dress down her form, popping the buttons on the back. The dress pooled at her feet and goosebumps washed over her exposed body.
"Please don't, no one has ever…" Her lips wobbled.
"Never what, darling?"
"Seen me like this." Emma closed her eyes for good measure she wasn't sure she could stay in her princess role if she kept looking at them.
"What a pity, really," Killian said, trailing his hook over the top of her cleavage. "This magnificent body was made to be worshipped." He leaned closer and whispered, "And we'll worship the hell out of you before we let you out of here."
Emma's eyes flew open, "Oh no please don't I've never been with a man, I was supposed to… to wait."
"Oh saving yourself for some pompous cold-hearted prince."
"No… no the love of my life."
"Have you found him?"
Emma shook her head and bit her lip. "No, but I'm sure I will."
"I'm sure, but as of now you're ours to serve and worship, showing you a world of pleasures."
"Please…"
"Aye, you'll experience pleasure like nothing else, I promise you that much, princess." Rogers supplied. His body pressed closer from the other side, as he trailed his hook between her breasts, following the string holding together the corset. When he reached the bottom, he twisted the hook upwards and used it to slice the corset open. He shared a knowing smirk with Killian who began the same process from the top.
It didn't take long for them to have the coset removed and Emma took a deep breath.
"I think our princess didn't really like her tight-fitted corset." Killian chuckled.
"It is also such a shame to hide this delectable body behind so many layers of clothing," Rogers smirked.
"I agree." Killian hummed and placed his hand on her waist, it was only the thin shift covering her so his warmth seeped instantly into her.
"Please don't." Emma felt a little lightheaded and when she shifted around she realized that her nipples had become little hardened nubs now rubbing against the fabric of the shift. The sensation had her moan in response and when both pirates chuckled she glared at them. "What are you laughing at?"
"Look at you, so wanton with lust," Killian mused.
"I am no such thing," Emma huffed.
"These tell another story." Rogers circled her areola with the tip of his hook, there might be a thin layer of clothing between it and her skin but her body responded as if he was touching her skin.
"Please don't," Emma whimpered and tugged at the ropes holding her hands.
Both men moved closer.
"Relax, love."
"Easy there, darling."
Their breaths washed over her sensitive skin, heat coiled down her spine settling as a deep throb between her legs. She pressed her thighs together trying to relieve the pressure building up inside her.
"Nah, ah, don't you dare move." Killian admonished and pressed her against the ladder to hold her still.
"I bet she's already drenched," Rogers mused, moving his hand to lift the shift falling to the middle of her thighs. Then he nudged her legs apart and with the curved side of his hook he slipped under her panties and between her folds.
Emma yelped when the cold metal touched her heated core. "Oh heavens, what's happening to me."
"Look, Captain, look how wet she is." Rogers lifted his hook between them and sure enough, the hook was coated in her arousal.
"Bloody hell," Killian inhaled. "I can smell her desire, I bet she tastes divine."
Rogers lifted his hook towards Killian. "Have a taste."
Killian licked over the curved end of the hook and with a throaty moan he licked some of the arousal off.
"Oh…" Emma gasped that was a new one.
"Have a taste darling." Rogers offered his hook to her.
Emma knew exactly how she tasted, but she remembered her princess role and huffed. "I'll do no such thing, I'd never…"
"Look darling tonight is all about firsts and this is a delicious treat, and proof that your body wants this." Rogers pressed the hook to her lips. "Open up, Princess."
Emma pressed her lips together in feigned defiance, but yelped when Killian smacked the side of her thigh and barked, "Taste!"
With the daintiest flick of of her tongue she swiped over the metal and tasted her own familiar tanginess. She knew she was aroused and so did her two pirates.
"Now that wasn't so bad was it, love?" Killian reached between her legs. "Let's get these out of the way." He curled his fingers at the flimsy material of her panties and gave a sharp tug. With a snap the silk broke away leaving her bare for them to feast their gazes upon.
"Please," Emma mumbled. "Please don't I wasn't even supposed to be here."
"You're here and we'll make it all feel just right for you, love." Killian leaned closer and whispered, "Try something new, love, it's called trust."
"You're rogue pirates, you pillage and plunder my realms ships, and you expect me to just let you have your way with me?" Emma spat, working up an ire for them. "Get your hands off of me, you bastards."
"Bastards we might be, scoundrels even, but we're here to show you the world is more than fancy balls and sweet delectable foods that cost far too much for the common man to ever taste." Killian curled his hand around her waist and pressed himself close.
"You're our little treat today, darling." Rogers closed in on her as well. "And we assure you it will be enjoyable for you too."
"I'll never…"
"Trust me you will," Killian growled, grabbed her chin and claimed her lips in a heated kiss that sent her reeling down a whirling path of desire. God she loved this man, and the pirate he always had inside him she loved that too. She couldn't deny this scenario totally turned her on, and having two of them was just pure perfection in her mind.
"Don't," Emma mumbled between the onslaught of his mouth, he kept nibbling at her lips, his teeth biting into her lower lip, this had her groan with desire.
"Think she likes it, Captain," Rogers chuckled as he let his hand wander over her bare shoulders and slip down between her and Killian. When his warm hand closed around her breast she jumped.
"Aye, she does, she is putty in our hands, so responsive." Killian seemed to have noticed where Roger's hand had ventured to and let his hand slip to the other breast while he kept kissing Emma.
"No…" Warm lips swallowed her words. "I… don't…" A tongue duelled with her own, shivers ran down her spine. When he finally pulled back, she squeaked, "What is happening to me?"
"Just roll with this darling," Rogers nibbled at her sensitive skin behind her ear,
"I've felt nothing like this," Emma breathed out.
"Come now, love don't tell us you've never touched yourself, hidden in the dark in your bedchambers," Killian tweaked her nipple between his expert fingers.
"What… no never," Emma's voice shaking with pent-up desire, trying hard to keep to her innocent princess character.
Rogers tucked the hemline of the shift down and Killian caught on fast and with a shared look they took hold on either side with their hands and together they ripped the fabric in two, so it now hung from its thin straps over her shoulders.
"Bloody hell." Killian stepped back and swiped over his mouth as he looked at her.
"Aye bloody hell." Rogers stood beside Killian and his eyes scanned her body with heated blue eyes that stole Emma's breath. Ever since Rogers became a solid part of their life, she'd seen how perfect this union was. They could send her on a euphoric rollercoaster ride of desire and passion. Today was no exception.
Emma squirmed under their intense gazes, almost feeling the trail of heat where their eyes took her in.
"Now be a good princess and be still." Rogers admonished gently and unbuttoned his vest.
Killian followed suit and soon they stood in only their leathers, chest bare and heaving from desire. The bulge in their pants gave away how aroused they were as well.
"What are you doing?" Emma tried to look all innocent and blue eyed, but it was hard not to show appreciation of the sight before her. "Oh, my whatever are you going to do to me?"
"Relax, princess." Rogers walked over and cupped her face, and before he claimed her lips he whispered. "My turn to have a taste of those sweet lips of yours."
Emma swallowed a moan and attempted to shove him off with a twist of her body, but he held on and pressed her closer while growling. "Now behave princess or we'll see fit to punish you."
"You would never…"
"Oh, I assure you…" Killian swatted at her behind, making her jump in surprise and part desire. "We will find a way to punish you if you misbehave."
"Please don't."
"Relax and enjoy this, aye?" Rogers ghosted his lips over hers, teasing her to relent and with a breathy moan Emma pushed forward and kissed him back.
"That's a girl," Killian praised from beside her, his hands smoothing over her side and down her thigh before letting it rest on her behind, pressing her closer to Rogers' body. "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" His breath whispered over her skin, tickling her sensitive ear.
Emma held on to the rung her hand where tied to and she let her body relax against Rogers' solid form.
When Rogers pressed his groin over her pulsing center, she moaned into his mouth, gods she wanted what he hid behind all the leather she knew what pleasures his cock could pull from her body. Then she remembered her princess persona and gasped. "What is that?"
"Hmm, what is what?" Rogers asked lazily as he kept kissing her.
"Oh… I…" Emma gasped.
Rogers grinned against her lips. "Is this what you mean." He rubbed his pelvis over her again.
Emma moaned and nodded, not sure what to say, but blinked up at him with her best innocent look.
"This…" Another press to her centre. "Is what you do to me…" Rogers glanced at Killian. "What you do to us." His eyes held her captive. "We want you. Can you feel how much we want you?"
"I've never…"
"We know, darling." Killian chuckled. "We'll make you feel all kinds of good today." He nudged Rogers partly out of the way before leaning down to capture a nipple between his lips. "With our hands and mouth, and our cocks."
"Oh." Emma feigned a surprised gasp at the crude word.
"Aye," Rogers agreed and dropped to his knees. "We'll make you feel like you've never felt before." His blue eyes looked up at her from under his long dark lashes, stars of mischief twinkled as he inhaled deeply. "Gods she smells divine."
"What… whatever are you going to do?" She had to bite the inside of her cheek so she wouldn't moan out with need, she was supposed to be an innocent princess in this.
Killian slipped the curved side of his hook down her side and slipped between her thighs. "Give the man room so he can taste you properly."
"He's… he's going to what, I've never… no one has ever…" She blinked between them. "Why would any man want…"
Both men laughed and urged her to spread her legs further. "Relax, darling," Rogers breathed over her sensitive skin as he placed a delicate kiss on the top of her mound.
Emma's leg felt like putty and she had to hold on tightly to the rung when Rogers swiped over her folds with the tip of his finger.
"Bloody hell she is drenched." Rogers looked up and shared a smirk with Killian. "If her scent is anything to go by we'll have a feast tonight, Captain."
"What…" When his tongue swiped through her folds she lifted herself on her toes, the sensation was too much. They'd teased and edged her for so long now, her skin was on fire and she knew she would tumble over the edge fast.
Resting his hooked arm on her thigh Rogers used both his mouth and fingers to slip between her folds. Her juices already running down her legs, "Please… what are you doing to me?"
"I feast on the heavenly ambrosia served for me, for us," Rogers chuckled. "Oh man, wait till you have a proper taste of this siren, you'll think you died and gone to the heavens."
Emma kept panting and keening as Rogers continued to explore her folds, her toes curled when he plunged two fingers into her core, twisting just the right angle to hit the right spot.
"Oh, god, oh my what is this."
"The passion and desire you've been hiding under all those layers of ball gowns." Killian continued to toy with her breasts, alternating between them, using his fingers and mouth to harden the nipple into tight buds sending sparks of desire through her body. Combined with the onslaught from Rogers' expert mouth she soon reached the peak and she screamed when everything came crashing down around her. Slumping against the ladder the ropes around her wrists were the only thing holding her up.
Killian wrapped his arms around her holding her up as he whispered soothing words of comfort into her ear, "That was just the beginning, love."
"There's…" Emma took a deep breath, "There's more?" She hoped her voice still sounded like the innocent princess. She watched Rogers swipe over his chin with the back of his hand, her arousal clung to his scruff.
"Aye, there's plenty more of this if you'll allow us to teach you?" Rogers rose to his feet and gently cupped her cheek as he searched her eyes. "Will you let us teach you the ways of passion tonight, darling?"
"Why… why would you want that?" Emma stammered, her pulse still racing a million miles a minute.
"Nothing would give us more pleasure than to see a true princess unravel in the throes of passion." Killian reached for the rope holding her hands. "Will you let us?"
"But I was supposed to find my… my true love…" Emma pursed her lips and looked down demurely. She was sure her face was shaded in a deep blush.
"Once you find him, you'll be prepared for the life you'll share with him between the sheets." Rogers reasoned and reached up to help Killian untie the knots. "Will you let us?"
Emma contemplated this. "I don't know I wasn't expecting this kind of adventure when I stepped up on your ship." She gave them both a timid smile.
"I can imagine," Killian chuckled. "But you seemed to enjoy what we did to you just now?"
Emma pressed her chin to her chest and closed her eyes, looking as bashful as she could before she slowly nodded her head. "It was like nothing I've ever felt before."
"Look at us." Rogers urged, he was still pressed close, his hand wrapped around her wrist.
Pressing her lips between her teeth she slowly lifted her head and looked at them, what she saw would make any innocent princess believe their intention and she fell right into the princess role again. "Will it hurt?"
"We'll prepare you well and it will hurt far less than if someone forced themselves upon you," Killian explained. "What happened before was just a small taste of what's coming. If you'll let us."
Emma inhaled deeply and gave them a timid smile. "I think I want to try."
"Now stand still and we'll free you from these."
In no time she could roll her shoulders, stretching out the muscles in her arms and back again. Her ruined shift still hung from her shoulder and she feebly attempted to gather the fabric around her body shying away from their heated gazes.
"Come now, love," Killian laughed, took her hand and guided her to the bed. "Relax." He stepped behind her and used his hand and hook to slide the flimsy material off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. "Divine." His hook trailed up her spine, causing goosebumps to rise over her skin.
Rogers had flipped down the covers and settled down against the headboard, his eyes roving over her form. "I'm not sure you're a princess?" He tilted his head and scratched behind his ear with his hook.
"I'm a princess," Emma declared, lifting her chin. "Why… why would you ask such a thing?"
"Because you're a bloody siren," Killian growled behind her, it wasn't a surprise by now that the two men seemed to be so in sync with each other and her, so they knew what the other would say or think when they had their private moments like this.
Emma gasped when Killian wrapped his arms around her, his hand moving up to her breast. Fingers plucking at her nipple sending fires down her spine. His hook rested over her abdomen.
"Aye, she is a siren for sure," Rogers agreed and gave Killian a knowing smile. "Such a fine treasure we have on our hands, eh Captain?"
"Fine indeed." Killian nuzzled his lips under her ear and nipped at her sensitive skin. "Now it's my turn to have a wee taste of yer fine cunt."
"Oh, my!" Emma gasped while her pulse picked up at his choice of words, he was rolling in the whole pirate persona now it seemed. She wasn't complaining.
"Get up here." Rogers invited with a wave of his hand and patted the spot between his legs. He was still dressed in his leathers and his cock was straining against the material, it amazed Emma how they could withhold their own pleasure for so long.
"Up ya go, princess," Killian offered her his hand, and she crawled up between Rogers' legs, very aware of her nude form on full display for their heated gaze.
Rogers helped her settle down between his legs and she gasped in feigned surprise when his rock-hard cock pressed against her backside, "What…?"
"Oh, you'll see in a bit, darling what treasures we have for you." Rogers chuckled and wrapped his hooked arm around her abdomen and lazily moved his hand over her chest as he looked over at Killian. "All ours."
Killian hummed in appreciation as he crawled up on the bed and nudged her legs apart. "Raise your knees, love."
Rogers helped her situate her legs, so they were bent and showing off her cunt for Killian's hungry eyes.
Emma didn't have time to prepare herself before Killian plunged in with his hot mouth, sending tails of fire through her system. When his finger slipped into her core, she realized how wet she still was, and another climax built up faster than before. Anticipation, the thrill of their roleplay and the fact that she had both her men here doing all sorts of wicked things to her body had her fall over the edge far too soon.
"That was fast." Killian rested his cheek against her thigh. "A very responsive siren we have here, Captain."
"Sorry," Emma mumbled, wringing her hands in front of her. "I can't help it."
"Don't be sorry, princess." Killian rubbed his scruffy cheek over her sensitive skin making her shutter in anticipation for their next move. "Just shows us how much you're enjoying this."
"Hmm." Emma looked down bashfully, and she wiggled in her seat, this had Rogers groaning in agony.
"Bloody hell I need some release, and soon." He tapped Emma's hip. "Scoot forward and let me get out of these bloody tight leathers."
Emma crossed her legs and watched both her men stand before her, bare chest and their pirate leathers clinging to their lower bodies. The two identical bulges looked painful, and she licked her lips, knowing what was to come. But she managed to give them both a wide-eyed look of anticipation as they reached for the clasp.
It was hard to keep looking like an innocent princess when they tugged the leather down their legs and kicked them to the side. Their cocks stood proudly up against their abdomens.
Emma covered her mouth in feigned shock. "Oh, my what… how will that ever… ehm… you know fit…?"
Both pirates smirked and fisted their arousals, pumping up and down, they groaned out in relief, they'd clearly been holding back.
"Don't worry darling, with how responsive you've been that won't be a problem," Killian assured her as he crawled back up on the bed.
Emma hugged her arms around herself. "But they are so… so big."
"We know," Rogers said as he too crawled up on the bed and gently urged her to lie down. He helped her organize the pillows under her head so she was comfortable.
Killian's hand slipped over her body and she soon relaxed and reminded herself to breathe.
They continued to caress her body with their hands, hooks and mouths, Emma closed her eyes, trying to keep up with the continued onslaught of sensations washing over her body right now.
At one point they both stopped and Emma looked down and noticed them sharing a look, they obviously had some sort of shared private conversation.
"What… what's wrong?" Emma asked nervously and curled her finger around one lock of her hair.
Killian slipped between her legs and slowly moved upward, his tongue leaving a wet trail from her mound, over her abdomen and rolling over her breasts, each nipple being pulled in between his teeth. He let them go with a small pop and smiled. "I'll take you first."
"Oh." Emma gasped and pressed her hands to her warm cheeks, and soon she felt his cock slip over her folds, allowing her to play on her princess persona's cluelessness. "What should I do?"
"Give me your hand."
Emma slipped her hand between them and let Killian guide her to his crotch and wrap her hand around his girth. "Oh, my that is… oh wow." Slowly she moved her hand up and down as she'd seen them do before they joined her on the bed.
Killian slumped his head against her shoulder. "Bloody hell princess you truly are a siren, with magic hands as well."
"I don't know what to do?"
Wrapping his own hand around her he guided her in showing her the moves she already knew, but this was for show, her princess persona didn't and the notion gave this a new special thrill.
"Now let's see if you're ready." Killian slipped his hand between her legs and was met with the drenched flesh of Emma's pussy. "Oh, you're more than ready, princess."
"You really think?"
"Aye, now guide me home." When Emma blinked up at him with a puzzled look he chuckled. "You need to guide me in here." His fingers slipped into her core.
"But it won't ever fit."
"Trust me it will fit," Rogers groaned beside them.
Emma looked over at him, he looked wrecked, his hand clasped tightly around his arousal, the head looked painfully red by now. Biting her lips she nodded in understanding and guided Killian to her center.
"Lift your knees, darling, it will help." Rogers advised. It amazed Emma he could still string two words together at this point.
It was with ease that Killian slipped home and stayed still for a moment. "Are you okay, love?" His lips nibbled at her shoulder.
Emma nodded and rested her hands at his waist, her nails digging into his skin, before adding in her breathless princess voice. "Now what?"
"Now I fuck you, Princess. I'll fuck you until you forget your own bloody name, you understand?" His voice was gruff from desire and urgency.
"Oh…" Emma barely had time to think before Killian moved fervently inside her, his hips snapped at hers in a frantic chase for release.
"Bloody hell you feel amazing princess, so fucking tight around my cock." His fingers tangled in her hair and he kissed her passionately.
Emme keened in a low moan, holding on to his body. When she heard an agonizing groan beside them she looked at Rogers. "Are you… Oh wow, that feels so good." She closed her eyes for a moment, Killian had tilted his hips now hitting her G-spot at the right angle. Then another moan from Rogers had her look again, "Are you okay?"
"Have mercy on a pirate in need," Rogers groaned and moved closer and reached for her hand.
Emma knew what he wanted her to do, but let him guide her inexperienced princess hand to his cock. The veins stood out; it looked painful, and he hissed as she moved her hand slowly up and down.
"Oh god she is so fucking wet, mate," Killian groaned.
"I can see that," Rogers gasped out.
Emma focused on her movement over Rogers' cock when an idea took form in her head, one that might not slip away from her princess character but she tried, anyway. "I wish there was a way so I could accommodate you both." She bit her lips demurely and looked between them while she continued to pump up and down Rogers' arousal and gyrating her hips to meet Killian's continued thrusts.
Both men stopped moving and gaped at her and then shared a look before identical smiles spread over their faces. "There might be a way."
"Oh?" Emma asked innocently.
Killian slipped out and a gush of arousal washed out of her, then he slipped his finger to her behind and circled her ass with his finger.
Emma gasped in a true princess way and shook her head. "No not there, please not there."
At first Killian looked puzzled, they'd ventured into double penetrations even on their first time together as a threesome. Emma blinked up at him, silently begging him to understand.
"Alright, there's also a way for you to use your mouth?" Killian lifted a curious eyebrow, silently asking her if that was the way she wanted to go in this roleplay. They had planned nothing in specific, just wanting to let it roll with the flow.
Emma pursed her lips and gave them both a wide-eyed stare. "One does that?"
"Aye." Both men said.
"And enjoy it?"
"Some bar wenches like it more than others." Killian mused with a smirk.
"I'm no bar wench." Emma lifted her chin and gave him a glare fit for a princess.
"You sounded like one when the Captain fucked you just now." Rogers laughed and reached over and tugged at one of her nipples. "And your body is so responsive one should think that you've actually done this before?"
"I've never… never in my life been with a man." Emma fiddled nervously with the sheet beside her. "I'm just a little sorry that I couldn't you know accommodate the both of you at the same time."
"Where?" Killian lifted his eyebrows in surprise, realizations dawning on him.
"Down there," Emma mumbled and let the blush on her cheeks intensify, she looked away.
Killian grasped her chin and forced her to look at him again. "Show us."
Emma bit her lip as she moved her hand over her abdomen and through her blond curls covering her pussy. "Down here." She gasped when her fingers brushed over her sensitive clit.
"You want us both to fill your drenched cunt?" Rogers was catching on as well.
Emma covered her face with her other hand. "That sounds so utterly stupid when you say it like that, I don't know how things like this are even done. I'm sorry, just forget what I said." She peeked from between her fingers, seeing her men share a silent talk again. They had never tried what she suggested, and she knew it would be a line to cross for them as well. She knew they never shared intimate touches between them when they were together with her, but there'd been accidental brushes over each other's more private areas.
Knowing that they now understood what she suggested she let them play it out in the roleplay they had going on here. They kept holding each other's gaze for such a long time that she feared they'd drop the whole roleplay.
Both pirates gave a quick nod and a slight blush spread over the tips of their ears before they turned their attention back to her. The passionate gleam in their eyes took her breath away, but she squeaked out. "I understand if that is impossible, but…"
Killian placed his finger over her lip. "It can be done and we're here to try that out with you if you so desire it."
"Seriously?" She knew her voice was far from her princess persona, but this was huge. "You're okay doing that?"
Rogers slipped up beside her, his hand curling around her hair, "It's different and new, but it's not as if we haven't seen each other's cocks and we're in this relationship with you, together."
"We'll go easy and if anything is not feeling right for you, princess…" Killian nipped at her shoulder, "... we'll stop."
Emma nodded mutely and closed her eyes for a second trying to settle back into her princess role.
"Think our princess has lost her tongue," Killian whispered close to her ear.
Rogers chuckled, "What a shame, I wanted to see how it would feel to have her mouth wrapped around my cock."
Emma snapped her eyes open, then tilted her head, "Perhaps for another time?"
"So this is not a one-time thing?" Killian lifted a smug eyebrow.
"I'm yours to do with as you please."
"Think we've turned the innocent princess into a proper pirate wench." Rogers laughed and slipped his hand between her legs. "Let's get you nice and ready for the both of us."
"Oh, my…" Emma canted her hips to meet his plunging fingers and when Rogers joined Killian she keen in pure bliss. Their hands spun magic over her sensitive pussy, and they seemed to work in perfect harmony. If one had their fingers buried deep inside her, the other would tease and flick at her clit. Sparks of desire washed over Emma and she could hardly breathe, just knowing that they would fill her to the brim. She wasn't so worried about them not fitting, as Killian had fisted her into an earth-shattering orgasm only a few months ago.
"I think she's ready," Rogers said and when Emma looked down at him he looked wrecked.
"Are you ready?" She asked gently, her hand cupping his cheek.
"Aye."
Emma looked at Killian. "You?"
"Aye." He kissed her deeply. "Thank you, love."
Emma slipped back into her princess character and stammered. "So how… how… where should… what should I do?"
The two pirates shared another look and gave a short nod of agreement.
Killian positioned with his legs hanging over the side of the bed and motioned for Emma to move closer. "Come on up here." He took her hand and helped her balance her over his form.
"What?" Emma looked down in feigned bewilderment.
"You'll be on top this time and Rogers will join the fun when you feel ready," Killian explained and urged her to impale herself on his cock.
"Oh, that feels so good."
"She can't get enough can she." Rogers had moved to stand on the floor, the bed just high enough for him to be able to align perfectly with her core. "Am I right, princess?" He smoothed his hand over her back and stroked down her spine.
"Hmm." Emma moaned as they finally settled her over Killian's cock.
"You ready?" Killian smoothed his hand up and down her thigh, and when Emma nodded, he looked over her shoulder at Rogers. "Get the lube and make sure she is ready."
They had a stash of various toys and lube for whenever they wanted to spend some private time with Emma. It might not be true to their roleplay but Emma knew they wanted this first time to be as painless as possible.
She missed the warmth of Rogers' body in the quick moment he took to find the lube and she gave him a beaming smile when he returned. "I'm ready."
"Lean forward." Rogers gently guided her to rest her front against Killian's chest, the curly chest hair teasing her sensitive nipples.
Killian wrapped his arms around her. "We've got you."
"I know." She nuzzled closer to him.
Rogers poured a generous amount of lube at the top of her ass and used his hand to slip it between her cheeks. Making a short stop at her unoccupied hole, this had her gasp in surprise.
"I think you'll like us taking you here as well." Rogers mused and continued to smear the lube lower."
"Another time," Emma mumbled.
Both pirates hummed in agreement, and Emma closed her eyes when Rogers' fingers slipped over her labia, the lube warming over her skin.
"Ready?" Rogers asked and pressed a finger in beside Killian's cock.
Emma mewled in response and lifted her head to gauge Killian's reaction to this, he looked dazed and out of this world and she smoothed her hand over his cheek and whispered, "I love you."
Rogers worked two more fingers inside her and somehow Killian had realized they needed more lube as he'd reached for the tube and poured more down her ass crack. Gods, they worked so well together whenever they were together like this.
When Rogers had four of his fingers inside he shifted around and Emma felt the tip of his cock push inside as he slowly slipped out his fingers. The pressure was intense, and she gasped in surprise.
Rogers paused, "You okay there?"
"Don't stop now, I need…" Emma panted and angled her hips to give him a better chance to slip inside.
"So bloody greedy this cunt." Rogers pushed inside and inch by inch he stretched her out making her see stars before her eyes.
Killian's fingers curled around her hip and when she had a closer look he looked blissed out. "Bloody hell." His lips curled in a groan that reverberated through Emma and her whole body responded to what was currently happening. Every nerve ending was sizzling with energy and fire. Desire and want coiled in her veins, the slightest movement from either man inside her sent her flying on a shooting star.
"Gods above I need to move," Killian groaned. "Can we… I…"
"She feels so fucking tight like this," Rogers gasped and eased out of her and moved in again far too slow.
"Please… oh heavens… what's happening to me… please I just need…"
Both men slowly moved inside her, it wasn't perfectly in sync but the rippling of desire the fullness had her feeling throughout her body made it all worth it. It was unlike anything she'd ever experienced in her life.
It didn't take long before the telltale signs of another earth-shattering climax were approaching, "Oh my, I feel like I'm burning up… I'm gonna…"
"Let go, darling." Rogers wrapped his hand around her shoulder using it for leavage for his relentless plundering of her wet cunt.
Killian reached up and tweaked a nipple between his fingers and the little added zing of pain had her tumbling over the edge, and plunged into a whirlwind of of emotions and sensations, all sending her body into a spiral of bliss. Nothing seemed more important than her two lovers still gyrating inside her.
They came almost simultaneously, and they roared out their pleasure, sending profanities to the skys praising the siren between them. Emma was pleased that she'd added the silencing charm on the ship or the whole of Storybrooke would have been awoken to the roar.
Rogers slumped shortly over her back, his breath came out in quick gasps and he mumbled something incoherently into her heated skin.
When they all moved around their spent cocks slipped out of her and their joint cum seeped down her legs and most likely would stain the floor.
Rogers stepped back and Emma didn't really feel like moving and when Killian kept his arms around her she stayed put, for now.
Moments later a warm wet towel washed over her sensitive cunt, she imagined it looked a right mess down there. Her core muscles still gaping after the full stretch and Emma did a few test Kegels, and she winced when the slight pain seeped inside her.
"Don't strain yourself, love," Killian soothed and rubbed her back. "How are you feeling?"
"Fantastic." Emma lifted her head, looked down at him, and winced when Rogers pressed closer to her core. "A little sore too, but I knew that would happen."
Rogers finished the cleaning and sat on the bed beside them. "We didn't hurt you did we?"
"No." Emma reached her hand towards him and weaved her fingers with his. "That was new and something I might have wanted to do for some time." She bit her lip and looked between them, "I was just a bit apprehensive about how it would be for you guys."
"What do you mean, darling?" Rogers lifted her hand to his lips.
"Well…" Emma shifted her gaze to Killian's chest. "It's not as if the two of you have ever been so close to each other's… you know private parts."
"No, our cocks have not touched like this before," Killian said and weaved his fingers in her hair gently urging her to look up at him. "But it wasn't as if I even gave it much thought right at the moment it happened."
"How… why?" Emma blinked in surprise.
"My entire focus was on you, and your pleasure, I was fully focused on making you feel good," Killian explained.
"Yeah?" Emma smoothed her hand through his hair. "You looked a bit zoned out for a moment."
Killian grinned sheepishly, "I bet Rogers felt the same."
"You did?" Emma looked up at her other pirate.
"Aye, I did, my main goal was for you to enjoy this and my focus was to prepare you as much as possible."
"And once you guys were inside me?"
"It was all focused on you too, darling." Rogers squeezed her hand.
Warmth spread over her skin as the two pirates kept their heated gaze upon her features. What these two men could evoke of passion inside her was amazing, and this had to be a high point in what they'd done together.
"I love the both of you," Emma husked and nipped a heated kiss to Killian's lips before she rose to lean closer to Rogers and gave him a kiss as well.
"We love you too."
Neither really wanted to leave the Jolly Roger, so they opted to bunker up in the bed for the night and as Emma lay curled up between her two hot as-hell pirates she was certain that this was far from their last adventurous tryst on the Jolly, or anywhere else they might wish to explore. Her life had never been the same after having two men in her life, it certainly was a double desire on all accounts.