"But Peter how do we get to Neverland" Wendy's kind voice asked in earnest, as the music began to swell.
With a confused, slightly repulsed expression Killian sat on the edge of the sofa, tense as he stared at the flat rectangle, displaying images and sounds. The story unfolding before him had a naïve innocence to it, anticipation of great adventure and a whole lot of joy. Quite jarring to witness, having experienced a darker reality.
"This is more then you led on" Killian held his hook up bemused; he gently scratched the top of his head.
"I gave you fair warning" Emma scoffed, but he could hear the smirk in her voice.
The smell of salt and butter overwhelmed his senses, he raised his eyebrows delighted as his wife made her way over from the microwave. Emma stepped over the back side of the couch landing beside Killian with a thump, spilling popcorn from the bowl. They were unbothered by this, nestling in beside each other. Emma had a wide smile as she caught Killians bewildered expression, while the speaker sang out a chorus of, you can fly.
"Swan" He turned to her with utter bewilderment "what is this?"
"A classic, if you don't mind" Emma shook her head, pretending to be offended.
"Bae told me" Killian gasped as his voice broke "they Darlings were ripped from their home"
Emma's smirk vanished, putting her arm around him she pulled Killian in close, letting him rest his head on her shoulder.
"There are many interpretations of this story" her eyes solemn seeing now, this may be in poor taste.
"You should get your boy to write down the real story" Killian sighed slightly chuckling.
"Our story" Her eyebrow raised in concern, knowing there were certain chapters, not for his eyes.
"On second thought" Killian cringed.
Emma and Killian laughed slightly thinking back on there time in Neverland through this lens of nostalgia, they remembered the good moments. Fighting side by side, their kiss passionate and raw, Killians truth revealed in the echo cave. Villains and Heros working together against all the odds. No one would have guessed the end of the tale, husband and wife lounging about, enjoying a Sunday afternoon movie.
Killian sighed as Neverland appeared on the screen the lush green island below, the Darlings soaring across the sky with gleeful innocence, joyfully led by Pan, it was somewhat jarring.
"I know" Emma winced slightly before she smiled "wait until you see Hook"
Emma smirked unable to keep still as the anticipation built up, having wondered about this, since they first met.
"I don't like how excited you are" Killian gulped, but he raised one curious eyebrow.
Smiling wide she leaned forward, kissing his lips but was unable to contain her laughter, building until it burst out and she rested her head on the cushion beside his face.
"Don't worry, I think this version is much better" Emma smiled staring at him lovingly.
"It must be strange meeting people, already knowing them, in a way" Killian said curious.
"It's never quite accurate" She chuckled slightly "Best not to judge a person by their story, there's usually more to it" Emma tilted her head slightly her eyes wide somewhat horrified, as she said it.
"On top of the beanstalk, it wasn't just your past that gave you doubts about me" Killian stated with a slight frown, he looked at his hook with guilt.
"Every version I've seen" Emma sighed shrugging "Captain Hook is ruthless, or cowardice" she placed her palm on his cheek, and they locked eyes "but I never saw that in you"
"Didn't stop you from holding a knife to my throat" Killian mocked.
"I held a knife to Peters throat, when he introduced himself" Emma rebuffed
Killian smirked the image of it, bringing him a sense of joy before his eyes went back to Emma.
"Maybe you're a bit aggressive at first glance" He teased.
Emma scoffed in response shaking her head, in her mind thinking over Killians actions since they met and let out a chuckle.
"Says the pirate who right after we met, climbed a beanstalk with me, "Emma began using her fingers to count things off "relentless flirted, then guided us to Neverland; followed me through a time portal... "
"I never said I didn't like it" Killian chuckled cutting her off, rolling his eyes and taking her hand in his firmly.
The colours and sounds of the Disney classic faded away as Emma smiled pushing Killian onto his back her hands gripped his leather jacket tight. Laying across his body their legs intertwined, this kiss reminiscent of there first, ruff and raw. Eyes closed they became breathless pushing against each other, as if desperate to meld together. Desiring every inch of each other, suddenly Killian tried to surge upwards, but she forced him still, her hand around his neck gently.
Slowly she lifted her head up looking down at him with a seductive smile, knowing he was helpless against her. Stroking his jugular with her thumb she felt his body tense up in ecstasy his eyes desperate, longing for her lips. The saviour did not oblige, the blonde ringlets of hair draping over him, breathing in deep, she reached for his wrist. Lifting his hook up to her mouth it grazed her lip, all the while her eyes locked onto his with as a playful smirk, gracing her face.
"I've always enjoyed" Pausing as she inhaled, closing her eyes "every part of you"
Gently placing his hook against his chest, catching it on the collar of his shirt before he pulled it back, ripping it open so aggressively, some of the buttons flew off. Her grip loosened before her hand moved to his chest feeling his heart pounding beneath it. His skin warm as she slid her palm along his chest hair and back up to his jaw, Killian moaned out a stuttered gasp before they kissed again. There lips and tongues manoeuvred both panting, but this wasn't enough. Stuck on the confides of the couch with two leather jackets between them, wasn't ideal. Emma got up quickly, smiling down at him she walked slowly to the stairs, before turning back to see him still laying on the couch breathing heavy.
"Come" She commanded.
"As you wish" Killian sat up quickly with a childish grin.
Killian had an eager expression, slowly opening the door to his bedroom to find his wife sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning back on her hands. Eyes looking him up and down in awe, he feverishly took of his jacket and shirt throwing them to the side, before unzipping his jeans. Emma stood up abruptly walking over just as his pants feel to the floor. In one smooth motion wrapping their arms around each other, their lips meeting. They were grossly obsessed with each other, unable to break free, wanting nothing more then this. When they finally stopped their foreheads touched, their bodies propped up against each other.
"My turn" Killian whispered fiercely.
Moving forwards, he forced her to retreat pushing Emma onto the bed before he climbed over her, she smiled excited by this new game. The hook slid from her shoulder across her chest and stomach then down to her leg, just barley touching the skin, tantalising her. Before his hand gripped her tit feeling her nipple as it went hard, the many rings on his hand cold on her hot skin.
Crawling further up the bed until her head was on the pillow Killian hands slid behind her back lifting Emma slightly, before moving her onto her stomach. Now his Hook ran down her spine causing a moan to escape her lips, before reaching her arse. Turning to her side, his hook was now on her thigh as he lay down beside her, and neither could continue the foreplay.
"I love you" Emma breathed out impulsively.
Killian shook his head slightly amused "I love you" his eyes adoring as they looked into hers.
Her hand around the back of his head she pulled him close kissing his lips and neck then back up again. Rolling over, until she was on top, she felt his cock hard against her, immediately her hand slid down. Grasping it, she longed for more and he obliged thrusting his lower body into position. Her hands moved upwards, gripping the pillow by his head they locked eyes. As this this carried out, the movie still played downstairs, the sound of lost boys and pirates drowned out by their moans.
Laying there in a blissful silence, Killian on his back while Emma lay on her side propped up against him, her hand on his chest. There white sheets a entangled mess covering there bodies with their clothes scattered around the room.
"Good movie" Killian chuckled.
"Amazing" Emma breathed out joyful unable to stop smiling.
Killian paused musing for a moment his mind wondered, thinking about all the colourful characters he shared a town with. Each of them seemed to be referenced in some pages or screens in this world, but the story was never the same.
"Does it seem odd to you, that all the realms of story, have somehow bleed through to this one" He turned his head a slight frown as he looked at her.
"No" Emma voice chimed "that is the magic of this world, what connects us all"
"Life inspires, life" Killian added smiling, while gently stroking her head.
"Exactly" Emma looked up to him pleased hey understood her so truly.
Killian smiled a curious expression as he thought for a moment, about how there could be infinite versions of his dashing self.
"In how many of these tales, does Captain Hook meet a happy end" Killian turned his head to see Emma smiling, adoringly at him.
"Not many" She sighed before giving a coy smile "so I better make sure, he is thoroughly pleased in this one"
Emma giggled lifting the white sheet above her head, vanishing before his eyes, moaning when he felt her delicate touch along his leg, her finger just grazing his thigh as she stroked it. Suddenly her mouth, was on his lower abdomen kissing his skin tenderly, she inched further down.
"Swan... what" Killian began to speak, but his jaw clenched, the words caught in his throat before he let out a stuttered gasp.
The pirates mouth gaped open so was Emma's, with his cock in hers, she moved her head up and down. Slowly increasing in speed and intensity her smile making it hard, as she tried not to laugh, overcome with happiness.
"Oh tickles… oh fuck" Killian grunted, hand outstretched, he gripped the white sheets bawling them up, as he looked up at the ceiling in ecstasy.