Itsy bitsy teeny weeny
A guest asked for a oneshot of Hook seeing Snow in a bikini and Charming smacking him on the back of the head.
She was just so beautiful. Hook couldn't help but stare at her, especially when she was so scantily clad. Being such a hot day the whole family had headed out to Storybrooke's outdoor pool, and Hook was very glad that they had. Hot summer weather lead her to wear his favourite bikini of hers. A little green number with indigo polka-dots. He got a wonderful view of her here from where he sat on one of the lounge chairs by the pool. Whenever she turned Hook could see her firm backside, and if she turned the other way Hook caught sight of those beautiful, luscious breasts of hers. Oh what he wouldn't give to see just a little more… He was surprised that he wasn't drooling, he wasn't exactly being subtle. How could he help himself? She was such a beautiful woman. And when she jumped up and down in the water and they bounced…Hook could hardly contain himself.
Hook was just enjoying the show when he felt a sharp pain on the back of his head. He jerked forward, his good hand flying to rub the now sore area as he turned to find a furious looking Charming growling down at him.
"What was that for mate?!" Hook asked.
"For gawping at my wife when she's in her swimsuit." He growled back.
"What?!" Hook shrieked. "Your wife? No!" Hook reached out and pointed to right beside Snow, where Emma was. The pair were in the same team playing volleyball against the two young lads. "I was staring at Emma! Mate, I'd never look at your wife that way, believe me." Hook promised, but the narrowing of Hook's eyes wasn't a good thing.
"So instead it was my daughter you were staring at in such a crude manner?" Charming hissed. Hook's mouth opened and closed uselessly like a goldfish. He was damned if he did and damned if he didn't!