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Halloween time! I *wonder* what Killian will be?
Actually, a little scene before Halloween, more insight to Sabine's life and world.
Chapter 11
October
"Wind is really picking up out there, love." Killian stood by the window.
"Yep, you seem fascinated by the storm. As a sea captain, this shouldn't phase you."
"Every storm is different and no less dangerous. Are you prepared?"
Sabine had been watching the weather report all day. "Bottled water, fully charged phones, candles and flashlights. We can make sandwiches for dinner."
"Any actions planned in case the power goes out?" He winked.
Sabine grinned. "Maybe."
A huge clap of thunder shook the building, lighting lit up the room and as if on cue, the lights went dark.
She stood there waiting for the lights to come back on. When they didn't, she pulled her phone out to use the flashlight feature.
Killian's hand found a real flashlight. "Shall I light some candles?"
"Not yet. I need to check on Inez." Sabine went to the hall closet, couldn't find her jacket right away so she pulled on Killian's long leather coat instead. She headed to the door.
"Sabine don't go out there, it's dangerous." He warned.
"I'll stay out of the rain and covered. I'm just going down one floor." She went on her way and knocked on the door. "Inez, are you okay?"
An elderly lady opened the door, there was complete darkness behind her. "Yes, I'm fine. Just a little storm."
"This isn't just a little storm. Where's your aide?"
"I sent Alice home, she needed to be home with her family during this."
"You shouldn't be alone. Come over to my place." Sabine offered without thinking.
"I wouldn't dream of it, dear. You don't need an old lady sitting on your couch when you have a handsome man by your side."
Sabine blushed.
"I'll light some candles and heat up some food. Maybe catch up on some reading." The woman said.
"Absolutely not. You are not lighting candles."
"Inez, how about you come over to my unit." Another neighbor appeared at Sabine's side. "Trixie would love to hear your stories and I'm sure Whiskers won't turn down some tummy rubs."
"Well, bribe me with children and pets." Inez faked sadness in defeat.
"I'll help you pack a few things in case the lights don't come back on tonight."
"Thank you, thank you Ruth." Inez headed back into her unit with Ruth at her elbow who held a flashlight.
Sabine pulled the collar of the coat more around her neck. She didn't have to wait long, Inez and Ruth reappeared and headed to the next unit where a very excited girl and curious cat greeted them.
"Thank you for getting her to stay with you." Sabine said.
"No problem. 90-year-old woman should not be alone during a storm. I'm glad we all look out for each other here."
"Me too."
"Enjoy your night. I like the jacket."
"Pretty sure I will." Sabine headed back to her own door. Killian had shut the door, when she opened it, she saw candles on many surfaces, the soft glow laminates the main room.
"Someone's creating a romantic mood here?" She joked.
"Maybe, is it working?"
"When has something you have done not worked?"
"Good point. The coat looks good on you."
"Thank you. But seriously how do you wear this? This thing weighs a ton." She shoved it off and into his hands. Sabine rolled her shoulders. "It's like carrying bricks on your back."
"You get used to it eventually. You look like you need those shoulders massaged."
"Only if you are offering. I won't turn it down."
"Love, why are we celebrating this holiday a few days early?" Killian asked.
"This is the day the hospital decided to do the trunk or treat. Okay, we are manning the car so Anthony can take the kids around. There will be tons of kids so lots of fun." Sabine told him.
"And everyone will be in costumes? Are we dressing up?"
"Of course, that's half the fun of the holiday."
"What's the other half?"
Sabine grinned. "Candy."
"Right, because tooth health goes out the window with holidays. What are our costumes, love?"
"Princess Bride, the pirate and the princess." Sabine already wore a long red dress, and she held out a black pirate outfit to him.
"So, life mimics art." He inspected the outfit.
"Half way, you are definitely a pirate but I am not a princess. Go change, we need to get on the road." Killian disappeared into the bedroom and reemerged shorty. "Your costume looks good. I do like your actual pirate outfit though." Sabine looked Killian over. He did make a handsome Westley.
"If I have to dress up for this holiday, I'm glad I still look devilishly handsome. And you make a stunning princess Buttercup."
She grinned. "Thanks. But maybe this wasn't the right outfit to wear outside. The sleeves were long and kept getting caught. At least the weather is nice. Don't forget we have the Halloween party at Tess's next weekend."
"Same costumes?"
"I'm planning on wearing something completely different."
"In that case, I will be my usual pirate self, black leather jacket and all."
"Definitely looking forward to that."
"And what are you going to be?"
"Not saying, don't want to ruin the surprise." And she winked at him.
Killian shook his head. "Fine, keep your secrets."
"I will. You ready?"
The drive was thirty minutes, they didn't hit any traffic. There were quite a few cars already in the parking lot setting up.
"Anthony's over there." Sabine said as she parked the car. "Let's see what theme they picked."
They walked over, Anthony's car was the fourth one on the right side. He and Brianna were putting the finishing touches on the car with the help of the twins.
"Set the army men over here and the candy buckets can be lined up here."
"The Dread Pirate Roberts and Princess Buttercup reporting for candy duty." Sabine greeted them.
"Aunt Sabine!" The twins yelled joyfully running to hug her.
"What are you two dressed up at?" she asked them, already guessing.
"I'm Dracula and Gabriella is a zombie cheerleader." The boy answered, pointing to himself then his sister.
"Think the days of family costumes are over." Brianna sounded sad.
"But you two still match, it's cute." Sabine commented. Anthony and Brianna were Woody and Bo Peep to match their toy story theme decorations.
"Pot, kettle. You two look good, by the way." Brianna kissed Sabine in greeting.
"Guys, this is Killian Jones, my boyfriend. Killian, this is my nephew and niece Lucas and Gabriella. You already know Anthony and Brianna."
"Hi." The kids greeted him almost shyly.
"Hi. You two ready for candy?"
"Yes!"
Howdy. Ok, candy is in three buckets, there are also goldfish, snap bracelets and pencils. Kids get something from each bucket." Anthony went over the goodies. "There weather is nice, hoping we don't run out."
"I have two more bags in my car, just in case." Sabine said.
"Oh, you are a lifesaver." Anthony hugged her. "Alright ready to make the rounds?"
"Yes!" The twins yelled. The four of them went off to greet friends and nurses.
Sabine and Killian handed out candy and treats for hours. Sabine recognized most of the costumes while Killian knew none of them.
You told them I'm your boyfriend. I don't like that title. I'm not a boy." Killian said to Sabine after a superhero named Batman collected his candy.
"I know you are not a boy, but that's the common term."
"What's the next step?"
"Fiancé. Calm down there."
Eventually the event ended and Antony, Brianna and the kids returned to the car. They cleaned up, and Anthony suggested getting food.
"Not dressed up like this. It's not close enough to Halloween to not have weird stares. Let's go back to our house and order food." Brianna was always the voice of reason.
"Are you always ready, love? It's bad form to arrive late." Killian half yelled at the closed door. She had rejected his help with her costume. Maybe she didn't need help, he had gotten his on without a problem. Of course, his wasn't technically a costume. He had years of practice with his pirate outfit.
"I'm ready. How do I look?" Sabine walked into the living room and Killian's jaw dropped.
She stood there wearing her own pirate outfit, tight and low cut but still appropriate for a party. She had on a long skirt that opened to show off pants with lace up boots, a few long chains and she wore a bandana on her head. "Do we have to attend this party?"
Sabine tilted her head to look at him confused. "That sounds like bad form. We are going to have fun tonight."
"Maybe you will have fun tonight." Killian muttered under his breath.
"Ready to shove off, captain?"
Killian couldn't say he wasn't enjoying himself at the party, the food and company was pleasant. But he could think of handful of places he would rather be, with the woman who was making his pants tight.
Since arriving at the party Sabine hadn't ceased her terrible pirate accent. Even though he had told her no self-respecting pirate would say "Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum" or any of the other ridiculous statements she said.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, Sabine tapped him on the shoulder to tell him they were heading home. It took all of his control not to shove her against her car or touch her in the car or barely make in into the apartment.
"Did you have fun?" she asked casually, throwing her keys into the bowl near the door.
Killian didn't answer, instead he pulled her close, capturing her lips in a rough kiss. She returned in kind, a grin growing on her face under his attack. He pulled back a hair. "What are you grinning about, lass?"
I'll take it that you really appreciated the costume."
"More than appreciate, I assure you." He pressed into her.
Sabine moaned but had to stay focused. "Give me a moment. I have an outfit for your eyes only."
"You are going to leave me like this?"
"You have been like this all night; a tiny bit longer won't hurt you. I'll make it worth your while."
"It had better be." He growled and reluctantly let her go.
Sabine went to the bedroom and changed quickly into a different pirate outfit that she bought for this very occasion. She then stood in the doorway, posing of sorts. "Thoughts on this outfit, sailor?"
His Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes widened. Killian took in the sight before him. Gone was her pirate costume that covered everything, it was replaced with the lowest cut thin shirt he had ever seen on her, something that could barely be called a skirt and thigh high black stockings. Sabine had kept the jewelry and bandana on her head, adding to the look.
"I think, sailor, that you are looking for a night cap." He took a step towards her, pulling off his jacket.
"Maybe more than a night cap. Maybe I want you to make me fall apart." Sabine responded, a hint of excitement glimmered in her eyes.
"I'll do that and more." Killian had an almost feral look in his black eyes.
Sabine stopped him from grabbing her. "My ship, my rules."
"Your ship?" He was taken aback for a moment. "If I wanted, I could take your ship from you. I could take anything I want from you."
"Someone is over-confident." She grinned.
"Confidence makes the man." He stood up a little straighter. "Let's not fight. I can think of better things to do in a bedroom."
"Oh, can you? Would any of them involve me on my back?"
"Possibly."
"Only Possibly? That doesn't sound like a good time. Maybe you aren't worth my energy. Maybe I'll leave you to take care of yourself and I'll do the same. As the old saying goes, if you want something done right, do it yourself." Sabine had a wicked smile on her face.
"How about we test that theory? We both take care of ourselves at the same time. Killian suggested, understanding how her mind worked.
"And then we take care of each other to compare notes?"
Aye, provided you can handle another round. What do you say?"
"Bring it, sailor."
"Thats captain to you, lass." Killian said.
"No, I'm the captain of this ship, you have your own ship. But maybe we can come to an agreement, an alliance of sorts. Provided we can satisfy the other's demands." Her voice dropped and she winked at him.
"That's how we are playing this?"
"Yes, your clothes need to come off."
"No need to tell me twice. Your clothes stay on though, for now at least." Killan stripped his vest, shirt and pants off quickly.
Sabine sat on the bed, legs spread very wide for the view and better access for her hand. Killian sat on the chair, ready to pump himself. They started very suddenly, fingers gliding over skin, pulling, tugging, and thrusting, accompanied by moans and sighs. Both Sabine and Killian avoided looking at each other. That's not what this round was about, this time it was all able just them and their own hands. They reached completion at almost the same time.
"Not sure how you are going to top this, captain." she teased, a little out of breath.
"I'll do more than top it. Doubtful you can do better though." Killian finally looked at her, stated but not completely. She definitely needed his help.
A fire lit up her eyes at the challenge. "I'll make you eat your words, pirate."
"Rest assured; I'll eat something later." He climbed on to the bed next to her. "You seem spent. I'm going to have to work quite hard to come even close to being better than your hand." His hand went to her covered breast and gently rubbed the nipple under his thumb.
Her back arched. "Oh, oh."
Killian considered keeping his hand at her nipple longer, maybe to give her a moment or two to come down from her solo high so he could be the only one to bring her back up the mountain. The thin fabric was tight on her breasts, showing off every curve she had. If Killian had half a mind, he would take the nipple into his mouth and suck until she begged him to stop.
But he had a full mind and knew where she needed his touch.
His fingers inched down to her skirt and met warm skin underneath. They massaged her mound. "You are already so wet. I will admit it, your fingers have talent. But mine are so much better."
"Prove it." She challenged. "And look at me while you do it."
"How will I know where to touch you if I'm staring at your beautiful face?"
"Feel around. You should know all the spots by now."
"I think I do, would love to find new ones though. What about your hand? What are you going to do for me?"
She grasped and stroked him almost gently. "What if I stood behind you and pumped. It would be the same angle as you do, but my hand, my touch instead?"
He hardened at her suggestion. "Now who's playing dirty?"
"I learned from the best."
"You think I'm the best, do you lass?" There was pride in his voice.
"Yes, I do."
He let his other fingers explore her folds and squeeze her bundle of nerves until she was a quivering mess next to him. Thankfully for him, her hand hadn't stopping fondling him, her tugs and pulls had gotten quite rough, just the right amount of friction he needed and wanted.
"So close." She whispered.
"I know, love. You are just about soaking. Am I better than your hand?"
"Almost." Even in her fully aroused state, could still tease him, hoping for more.
Almost? He could barely get the words out. The feel of her hand wrapped tight around his cock and pumping furiously and watching her expression was almost too much for him. But he wanted to know how she felt. His finger circled her entrance, daring to enter.
Sabine gasped. No, nothing in this world or any world, was as good as his hand, or any part of his body for that matter. She was on fire and needed only one thing, his finger inside of her. "Your... finger... now."
He gave her a lusty wreaked grin then slowly slid one finger into her burning heat.
She moaned in satisfaction, moving her hips for new angles and sensations.
Suddenly, Killian took her hand away from his hard cock and pushed her into the mattress. "Better than your own hand, lass?"
She was out of breath but managed one word. "Yes."
"What do you need now?"
"You."
Killian spread her legs as wide as she could and rammed his dripping cock into her.
She needed this, to be completely filled up, stroked and pounded into, to feel every inch of him on and in her. Her hand went to the back of his neck, and she drew him close for their first kiss of the night. It was a mix of tongue action, kissing and swallowing each other's moans, shrieks, and sighs.
The level of arousal that had been building since they got home could only be fully stated by the deep thrusts and rapid pounding. Sabine slipped a hand between them to where they were joined, her finger rested on either side of his cock, giving another sensation to him, and stroked herself at the same time.
Killian didn't want to let out of the action of extra touches. He lightly caressed her breast, completely the opposite sensation of what was happening below.
Her body finally convulsed, reaching the highest peak where she saw stars.
"Stay with me, Sabine." Killian whispered, then pumped into her one more time, meeting her at the top. He then fell not so gently onto her; they were both breathing hard.
"That was…" Killian couldn't find the words.
"Yeah, it was. Thank you for role playing with me." Sabine said.
He rolled off of her. "Maybe we should do it more often. Give me a moment, I'll clean us up."
Ten minutes later, the bed had new sheets and both Sabine and Killian were dressed in pajamas.
They curled up, ready to sleep.
"Killian?"
"Hmm?"
"You said something about your mouth?"
This woman was really something else. "That can be your wake up call."
Reviews please.
Wow, that was kind of dirty.
I am working on Thanksgiving, hoping to get it out next month. Christmas however, will take a tad longer because it's long and filled with family stuff.