A/N: Hello Loves, I am sorry that it took so long for an update, I was struggling with the flow of this chapter, so I hope it turned out ok. This is where the story turns M rated. I do not own OUAT or the amazing characters, or the lyrics for Nickelback. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart for the continued support. Now, back to the story…

Chapter 7- Recreation

Emma woke up warm with the sun on her and arms clamped around her waist. In their sleep, Emma and Killian had shifted onto their sides with Emma's back to his chest but they were never once out of each other's arms. She still couldn't believe that this wasn't a dream. He was really here, and he had really chosen her.

She reached over for her phone to check the time. It was 10:30 am now and she knew they had to get up and get going, since they were going on the boat at noon. She rolled over in his arms and looked at him. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. She gently pushed a piece of hair out of his eyes and kissed his forehead. He stirred a little but didn't move.

"Killian," Emma cooed softly. "It's time to get up."

He grunted and buried his face in her neck. She laughed quietly and started running her hands through his hair. She had truly forgotten that he was not a morning person.

"Killian," Emma giggled "We need to get up, were going to the boat in an hour."

He groaned again. "Aye, but I'm warm, and you're comfy."

"I know, But Liam and Elsa are expecting us to join them."

"Fine." He whined. Killian raised his head to see green eyes shining up at him, "But only if you give me a good morning kiss."

Emma laughed and pulled him down to her, kissing him reverently. The kiss quickly turned needy and raw, like if either one of them were to stop they would wake up from this dream. Killian rolled Emma underneath him as he kissed her, holding himself up on his forearm so he didn't squash her. He placed his leg between hers and she could feel how much he wanted her against her thigh. Her body was on fire, as if a single touch from him would cause her to spontaneously combust. He began to kiss along her jawline and down her neck, and Emma did her best to get her wits about her.

"Killian," she breathed. "We… really… should get ready to go."

"Aye," Killian said against her neck. He sat up and looked at her. His blue eyes were dark with desire, and he was looking at her like he was starving. "Sorry love, I got carried away."

He went to get off her, but she grabbed his thighs keeping him in place. He looked down at her, and her eyes were dark with lust, lips kiss swollen, and gold hair was spilling onto the pillow. She looked like a bloody goddess, and she was all his. Emma reached down and started working her sweatshirt off and Killian grabbed her hands to stop her.

"Emma," He said breathlessly, "We don't have to do this now. I can wait love."

He was always like this and it warmed her heart. He never pushed her, and always made it her choice.

"I don't think I can." Emma whispered in a low tone. "I have missed you, for so long, and right now I need you. If this is a dream, I'm not ready to wake up yet." She ran her hands up his arms. "Please Killian?"

He knew even now, he could not deny this woman anything. He lent back down and ran his hands up her ribs to where her sweatshirt had stopped as he kissed her thoroughly. His touch left flames along her skin and she felt like heaven. Emma arched into his touch as he slipped her sweatshirt over her head, revealing her black lace bra that matched her dress from the night before.

"Bloody hell, love." Killian growled lowly. His eyes drank her in. Her body was fit and curved in all the right places.

Emma smiled up at him. She ran her hands up his chest and pushed his shirt off. He chest was taught, and his abs were chiseled with dark chest hair that covered it all. He had tattoos on his biceps and his forearms and across his back. Emma drank him in and bit her lower lip in want.

"See something you like, love?" Killian asked with a raised brow.

"Well duh." She mused. "You still look like you popped out of a damn magazine."

Killian chucked and leaned back forward on her kissing her softly on her lips trailing down kisses across her jaw and down her neck. He continued across her collar bone to where her shoulder met her neck. Emma's hands threaded through his hair and she held him there a moment has hit bit the spot that set shivers through her body all the way to her toes.

Killian kissed and suckled her collar bone and made his way over to her shoulder as he moved her bra strap with his teeth and the other with his hand. Emma arched up so Killian could reach underneath her and unhook her bra. He slid in down her arms until she was free of it and he just started at her with awe in his eyes. His hand ran over her softly, up her ribs, over her shoulders trailing down her breasts and down her torso.

"You are gorgeous Emma." Killian whispered. "A bloody marvel."

Emma smiled warmly at him and pulled him down to her to kiss him hungrily. He kissed her back fervently and he ran his hands down her ribs to the waistband of her pants. He slid her pants down her silky legs, revealing black lace underwear that matched the bra. He growled as he ran his right hand down her body as she arched into his touch and his left hand held her hip. He wanted to claim her, in every way possible. As his hand dipped below her underwear waistband he could feel just how much she wanted him. He ran a finger through her wet folds and Emma moaned and arched into his hand.

"Bloody hell lass." Killian growled lowly. "You're so wet for me." He slipped one finger inside her followed by another.

"Oh!" Emma breathed as she gripped the sheets.

Killian smiled at her and leaned down to kiss her. As he was kissing her, his hands worked its way in and out of her going deeper, playing her like a fine-tuned instrument. Her body started to shake, and she could feel her release approaching. His thumb moved to her bundle of nerves and his ministrations. As the world exploded behind her eyes, Killian leaned continued to kiss her reverently, swallowing her screams of ecstasy. He continued his movement through her climax and as she came back down to earth he was smiling down at her.

Emma grinned up at him, locked their legs together and rolled them to where he was on his back and she was on top. She ran her hands down his chest and began working his sweatpants down his hips. His manhood sprang free and Emma bit her lip in want eliciting a chuckle from Killian. She finished getting his pants off him and ran her hands his hand up his legs when a tattoo above his knee stopped her cold.

There, in immaculate cursive, was her name. She ran her fingers over that tattoo and felt her emotions boiling up.

"What is it love?" Killian ask, concern lacing his tone.

She met his gaze and her heart constricted. "You still have it?"

"Of course, I do. I never planned on covering it."

"Never?"

"Never love."

His confession caused her heart to almost explode in her chest. As Killian sat up she scrambled up into his lap. She needed him, and she needed him now. As She straddle him, Killian grabbed her hips to stop her.

"Do you have protection, love?"

"Don't need it, I'm on birth control."

"Emma are you sure?"

"Yes Killian. I need you."

He smiled at her as she lowered herself down around him, causing moans of pleasure from them both. She felt like home.

Killian moved his hands to her hips and her arms went around his neck. Slowly they moved together, never breaking one another's gaze. They moved together like a couple performing a well-rehearsed dance. Killian angled his hips up and hit Emma in the spot that made her see stars over and over again. She could feel her release building and her walls tightened around him. His thrusts became harder and more erratic as he was losing control. Emma kissed him hard and came apart in his arms, as her walls fluttered around him he followed her over the edge. They both sat there panting wrapped in each other's embrace trying to catch their breath. Emma sat back and looked and Killian with a smiled. He brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes.

"That was…" He began

"Definitely not a one-time thing." She finished.

He let out a hearty laugh and kissed her on the forehead. "Aye love. Although we really should get ready to go now."

"Yeah I guess you're right."

She kissed him softly and smiled at him. As long as she was with him, nothing could be wrong.

Killian and Emma arrived at the docks at 12:05 by some miraculous way. They both had showered, ran to Emma's parents so she could grab some clothes and then over Killian's, so he could change. When they got to Killian's, Milah was not there, so both changed inside and headed to the docks in Emma's car.

Emma was wearing denim shorts, a white tank top with an anchor on it, and white converse Underneath she had on a black bikini and her hair was up in a ponytail. Killian was in his usual jeans and boots and a white V-neck t shirt. Today was supposed to be warm, so wearing black seemed like a bad idea.

As they walked down the dock, Liam waved at them from the deck of the Jolly Roger, a sailboat the boys had inherited from their parents after the accident. Since both Killian and Liam worked at the docks, they were able to dock her for free.

"Ahoy!" Liam called out. He was wearing brown boat shoes, brown cargo shorts and a teal polo.

"Ahoy, brother." Killian said with a smile.

Killian threw their bags on deck and helped Emma on the boat. She moved out of his way and he hopped up behind her.

"Elsa is below preparing lunch." Liam told Emma as he hugged her. "If you want to go below with her, we will get this girl sailing."

"Sound's good." Emma said with a smile. She gave Killian a quick kiss and headed below.

Liam gave him a knowing look and Killian shook his head.

"Shut up Liam."

As they boys worked above, Emma headed below deck. There were sleeping quarters at the after of the ship, and a galley with a table in the mid to the bow. It was cozy, but plenty of room for the four of them.

"Els," Emma called out as she came down the stairs, "I'm here to help you make lunch.

Elsa was standing at the counter, wearing light was denim capris and a white tank top. Her hair was in a side braid and she had white sandals on. Her sister was like a queen, everything was always in pristine condition. Elsa looked up at her sister and smiled.

"Em! There you are! How did you sleep?"

"Pretty good. What can I help with?"

"Well I'm making BLT's right now, but if you want to start on the salad that would be great."

Emma joined her sister and they stood side by side as they boys sailed them out of port. The yelling from the brothers above made them giggle. After about twenty minutes they felt the boat sailing smoother, the jerky motions of leaving port no longer rocking the boat.

"Come on Em," Elsa said grabbing the sandwiches. "Let's take lunch up."

Emma followed her sister up with salad, along with some plates and silverware. When she got on deck and saw Killian her heart stopped. He was lounging back in the sun on one of the seats while his brother drove the boat. He was now bare foot and had a big smile on his face. He looked so relaxed, and so at ease. Seeing like this made her heart constrict; she really had missed him so much.

Killian looked at her as she was staring at him. He looked concerned. "What is it love?" he asked as he went to her. Emma smiled up at him and pushed his hair out of his eyes.

"Nothing." She said. "I just didn't realize how much I missed you."

Killian smiled at her and kissed her forehead. He put his arm around her and pull her close.

"Ditto love."

"Come on! Let's eat" Liam called out.

The afternoon was spent eating, snorkeling, sailing, and fishing. As the boys fished, the girls swam. The boys sailed, and the girls sunbathed. It was a relaxing afternoon the four of them desperately needed.

They pulled back into port around 3:30 when Killian was gently shaking Emma awake.

"Hey love," Killian said, "We're back. Come on, there is a ride in little while."

Emma took his hand and got up, "A ride?"

"Aye. With the gang."

Emma walked with him as he told her about the motorcycle club he and Liam belonged to. They donated to charities and worked with the local veteran clubs. Their club was known as the Story Tellers, and each person in the club had a nickname from a fairytale. Liam was the founder, so he was known as captain. Killian was referred to as Hook, August was Pinocchio, Robin was Robin Hood, and Jefferson was the Mad Hatter. Will was also a part of the club and was known by his actual name since he was named after Will Scarlett. The girlfriends, or wives had nicknames as well. Elsa was known as Ice Queen, since there were times her bluntness made her cold. Regina was Evil Queen, there were days she could be a total bitch. Ruby was nicknamed after Red, for Little Red Riding Hood. Sean and Ashley were the Prince and Cinderella. It was all their closest friends, who banded together trying to make a little difference.

Killian also told Emma that Milah never had a nickname, or a place in the club. She never wanted to be a part of it.

As they drove to Killian's house to shower and change, Emma couldn't imagine not being a part of something that important. It was amazing, what kind of small difference they were trying to make, and they had even tried to get her father to join. David had always liked Killian, and now that he and Emma were together again, maybe he would reconsider.

Not that they had told anyone yet other than their older siblings. Emma didn't know how he would react to all their friends knowing, so soon after Milah's betrayal. It made her nervous…

Maybe he didn't want this.

They pulled up to his house, and she could hear his breath catch. Emma grabbed his hand and he met her gaze.

"Killian, are you sure? We can go back to Elsa's if you want to."

"Aye, love. I'm sure. I won't avoid my bloody house because of her."

Emma nodded and looked down.

"Em," His hand came under her chin and he pulled it up gently, so she could meet his gaze. "What's wrong?"

She took a deep breath. "Killian, are you sure you want this? I mean us? If it's too soon I understand. I guess I have just missed you so long I wanted to jump back in, but if you need time I understand and…"

Killian cut her off with a soft kiss, "Darling, you're rambling." He said with a soft smile. "Yes, it may be soon, and I meant every word I said. You are my one, and I shan't let you go again."

Emma smiled and kissed him again. "Come on, I need a shower and You need a nap."

They got out of the car and Emma grabbed her bag from the trunk, she followed him up the walk and admired the house now that it was day time. It was a light blue, ranch style house with three windows in the front with dark blue shutters and a dark blue door. The porch extended to the end of the house and was complete with a swing. It was cozy and quaint.

The living room was bright, but things were strewn about in a haphazard manner. The decor seemed to be Victorian with dark colors, and that didn't seem to be his style.

"Sorry about the mess love." He commented as he scratched behind his ear. "Last night was a bit of a whirlwind."

"Don't apologize Killian." Emma said with a smile. "I understand."

They went upstairs, and the bedroom was large, with a balcony and a view of the ocean. It was also decorated in very dark colors.

"I never liked these colors." He commented softly.

"Don't worry, we will fix this. But for now, we have plans."

Killian nodded and gave her a kiss. He went down to the living room to nap on the couch, as Emma showered. After she showered, she did some exploring in his bedroom. Underneath the bed in a storage box, was some bedding that was tan and white, the comforter having a giant map and compass printed on it. She figured this was his before Milah, and since Milah hadn't liked it, he had to put it away.

Emma stripped his bed of the bedding and cleaned the mattress the best she could and put the new bedding on. She found a box in the hallway and put the rest of what she knew belonged to Milah and put it in the hall again. She swept and did her best to make the room his again. Even if they didn't work out, Emma wanted him to be at peace. He should never be uncomfortable in his own home. She continued to clear out Milah's things for him, out of the bathroom, the kitchen, and the spare room

trying to give him his home back. The only room she didn't touch was the living room, not wanting to disturb Killian as he slept.

His alarm went off at 5:00 pm. He stretched out on the couch and rubbed his hand over his face. Faintly he could hear music upstairs, it was a mix of alternative rock, not the usual pop mess that could be heard. Killian smiled to himself, that music belonged to his swan.

As he ascended the stairs, he could see a much cleaner upstairs area. There were boxes stacked nicely in the spare room and they were all labeled. As he turned to the corner into his room, his heart constricted in his chest. Back on his bed, was his comforter set that he had bought before Milah. Her things were gone and the door to the balcony was cracked open, the breeze blowing in. For the first time in years, it felt like his again. He turned the corner in his room heading to his bathroom. Emma was singing along with her music, finishing getting ready. Her hair was in long curls and she had on a black tank top, blue jeans and knee-high boots.

"Hello love." Killian said groggily.

Emma looked at him and smiled, "Well hey there sleepy head. Feel better?"

"Aye." Killian looked around his bathroom, and noticed it was the same situation as his room. "Emma, did you do all this?"

She blushed and took his hand. "I hope you don't mind, I was just trying to help."

Killian pulled her into a hug and squeezed her tight. "You are always so concerned for me love. Thank you."

Emma looked up at him and smiled, "Always, Killian. I just want you happy."

He kissed her softly and smiled. "You ready to go? I just need to change."

"I'll wait for you downstairs." Emma kissed his cheek and made her way into the living room.

Killian changed into a black button up, blue jeans, and his leather vest. As he came downstairs, he knew that he was quick, but Emma was quicker. The living room was now in pristine condition, all of the dark, dreary decor was taken down and Milah's things put in a box. She was finished sweeping when he came down stairs.

"You work fast."

"Yeah well, you were sleeping earlier and…" Emma looked up at him and all rational thoughts went out of her head. He was so handsome.

"See something you like, darling?"

"Um, yeah. You in leather, what is there not to like?"

Killian laughed and kissed her on the forehead. "You ready love?"

Emma nodded and grabbed her leather jacket. "Where are we headed?"

"We meet at Granny's and then we go from there."

"Are you ready for all of our friends to know about us?"

"Aye darling. Are you?"

"Yes."

The couple headed out of the house and put their jackets in the saddle bags of the bike. Killian placed his helmet on her head and strapped it down tight. He kissed her nose and got onto his bike. She got on behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. Without wasting another second, they were off.

Everyone was outside of Granny's waiting for Killian, Granny included. Liam had told them they all needed to wait outside. Everyone was there, Regina and Ruby included. They heard pipes from coming around the corner, and they all looked.

Killian came around the corner on his bike and revved his engine, to get everyone's attention to him and the blonde hair flowing behind him.

"Ruby look!" Regina shouted.

"Is that?" Ruby didn't even have to finish her thought.

"Son of a bitch, that's Emma." Granny exclaimed.

As they pulled up, all their friends exclaimed in cheers. The rest of the biker club mounted their bikes and took off behind Liam, followed by Killian and the rest followed in a particular order. The bikers were followed at the rear by Elsa in Liam's truck. They rode through town, up through the forest and back down to the coast. Emma held on tight to Killian and had never felt more at home, or more at peace. At they came along down to the coast, there was a big fire pit area. Emma now understood why Elsa was following in the truck. As the bikes parked, the boys started to unload blankets, kindling, items for dinner, and things to make smores.

Emma was taking off her helmet as she was bombarded by a giant hug from Ruby.

"Ok I want details! Now!"

"Yeah I agree." Regina commented, arms crossed. "Spill."

They walked along the coast and Emma filled them in on what had happened the previous night through the day.

"What happened with Milah?" Ruby asked concerned.

Emma shook her head, "Not my story to tell. I'm sure he will be filling everyone in. All I can tell you is that she is out of the picture."

"Thank God." Regina mumbled.

The trio started walking back towards the fire, discussing the events more in detail. It was darker, and the fire was lit high and everyone was gathered around. It was like a family reunion again, truly this time because Killian and Emma were back where they belonged. They crew sat down with their dinner of hamburgers and the radio from the truck lulled in the background.

"Ok," Jefferson said loudly. "I'll address the Elephant around the bonfire, what happened with Milah?"

Killian groaned and rolled his eyes.

"You knew that was coming mate." Robin sighed.

"Yup. Plus, I'm your baby sister and I don't know yet," Ruby interjected. "So, spill."

Emma grabbed Killian's hand before he started his story. She wanted to be there for him, even in silent support.

"Well," Killian began. "Em and I had gone for a ride, so we could talk and…" Killian dove into his story in its entirety, mostly so no one else could ask any questions about it. The looks around the campfire were not looks anyone would want staring at them. As Killian finished up his story, he looked down at Emma and smiled.

"So here we are." Killian addressed the group.

"I'm going to kill her." Ruby growled

"What a bloody wench!" Robin shouted.

"He should probably die too." Jefferson sneered.

Killian put his hand up, "I appreciate the thought, really I do. But karma will get them soon enough mates. I got Emma back out of all of this and that's what matters."

"About bloody time." All the boys said in unison.

"Well, I see where everyone stands on this." Emma said with a laugh.

After that story was out in the open, the conversation had lightened up a lot. It was old friends, telling jokes and telling stories. The boys were finishing a story when Liam stood and went to the truck.

"Killian, I have a request…"

"Aye what's that?"

Liam came over to Killian with a leather case, that hadn't been touched in a few years.

"Bloody hell." Killian whispered, "My guitar."

"Aye. When Milah told you to get rid of it we kept it, just in case."

Emma turned from her spot on the ground and looked, it couldn't be the same one, could it? "Killian?" Emma asked quietly, "It that the one I gave you?"

"Aye love." He said as the ran his hand over the smooth wood.

"I request a song." Liam announced proudly.

"Brother, I don't know…" Killian was hesitant, "It has been a long time."

"Won't know unless you try." Jefferson interjected.

"I would like to hear you play." Emma said with a smile.

Killian nodded and started to strum softly. He started to play the beginning notes of the song Trying Not to Love You by the band Nickelback. He had been wanting to play this one for a while.

As he played softly, everyone grew quiet as Killian started to sing.

"You call to me, and I fall at your feet How could anyone ask for more? And our time apart, like knives in my heart, how could anyone ask for more? But if there's a pill to help me forget, God knows I haven't found it yet. But I'm dying to, God I'm trying to…"

He looked directly at Emma

"Cause trying not to love you, only goes so far, trying not to need you, is tearing me apart. Can't see the silver lining, from down here on the floor, And I just keep on trying, but I don't know what for. Cause trying not to love you Only makes me love you more. Only makes me love you more."

Emma bit her lip and held his gaze. She knew he was playing this for a reason, and she needed to listen to the lyrics.

"And this kind of pain, only time takes away, that's why it's harder to let you go. And nothing I can do, without thinking of you, that's why it's harder to let you go. But if there's a pill to help me forget, God knows I haven't found it yet. But I'm dying to, God I'm trying to..."

Emma met Ruby's gaze next to her and her best friend gave her a warm smile. Emma looked back at Killian.

"It's trying not to love you, only goes so far, trying not to need you, is tearing me apart. Can't see the silver lining, from down here on the floor And I just keep on trying, but I don't know what for. Cause trying not to love you… Only makes me love you more"

His eyes were closed, and he was lost in the music, his voice growing stronger from lack of use, and his guitar skills never faltering.

"So, I sit here divided, just talking to myself, was it something that I did? Was there somebody else? When a voice from behind me, that was fighting back tears Sat right down beside me and whispered right in my ear."

Emma bit her lip as Killian met her gaze once again

"Tonight, I'm dying to tell you That trying not to love you, only went so far Trying not to need you, was tearing me apart. Now I see the silver lining, of what we're fighting for. And if we just keep on trying, we could be much more Cause trying not to love you. Oh, yeah, trying not to love you, only makes me love you more, only makes me love you more."

Killian finished his song, and the tension in the air was thick. Emma was holding back tears because every word of that song fit them perfectly. Everything she had been feeling the last 4 years he just summarized.

Emma stood and took his guitar out of his hands and gently placed it in his case. She then crawled into his lap and took his face in her hands. She kissed him, with everything that she had, not caring who was there, not caring who saw or what anyone thought. She needed him to know how she felt as she poured every emotion she has been feeling into her kiss.

The rest of the night was spent laughing, singing and dancing around the fire pit.

In that moment, she had her friends that were like family and the love of her life back with her once again. In that moment, everything was perfect.