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heretherebemuses2015-08-11 12:28 am
seekingcrocodile) wrote in heretherebemuses2015-08-11 12:28 am
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"Now, that is true." She confirms with a grin while helping his jacket slide off and then his shirt until he is naked from the waist up. Then she goes tumbling down onto the bed with him, her lips curving against his as she moves to straddle his lap while nipping playfully at his bottom lip. "I also have to say that you're very good at giving tours."
"Not everyone gets all these perks." Those are reserved for special people. Or people who actually need a tour. The crew hadn't.
Once she's on top of him, he works on removing her shirt and bra. He shouldn't be the only one who's half naked. "I don't often have company like this for tours."
Once she's on top of him, he works on removing her shirt and bra. He shouldn't be the only one who's half naked. "I don't often have company like this for tours."
"Aye aye, Captain," she teased, smirking his way before leading the way down there. The ship wouldn't have been nearly as exciting without the company she was keeping, she knew. It was definitely much more interesting with him there.
So she stole a glance back at him, that smirk growing all the more wicked. "Are we going to be all right down there in the dark together? Nothing untoward's going to happen?"
So she stole a glance back at him, that smirk growing all the more wicked. "Are we going to be all right down there in the dark together? Nothing untoward's going to happen?"
His look is just as wicked as her is, but he pretends like he doesn't know what she's talking about. "There are windows. They let in plenty of light." Not just some little portholes for the captain of the ship. He sails in style (or as much as he can manage on a wooden vessel tossed around by the waves). "There's also a lantern for when it get really dark. You'll be able to see what I'm up to at all times."
"Mmhm," came Lydia's easy response, paired with a mild eye roll. He could pretend all he liked, but she knew full well that he knew exactly what she was getting at.
But that said, it was nice to hear that there were actual windows here. She liked light; she didn't like hanging out in the damp or the cold or the dark all that much. Even if they were only a hop, skip, and a jump from the City. That wasn't the point.
"Well, that's good to know. Even if a bit of mystery never hurts from time to time," she mused.
But that said, it was nice to hear that there were actual windows here. She liked light; she didn't like hanging out in the damp or the cold or the dark all that much. Even if they were only a hop, skip, and a jump from the City. That wasn't the point.
"Well, that's good to know. Even if a bit of mystery never hurts from time to time," she mused.
"Good." She doesn't think she would like the idea of him giving anyone else a 'tour' but it is a little too soon to make a claim like that.
Instead, she helps him to get her shirt off first and follows it with her bra. Both articles of clothing are forgotten on the floor as she smirks down at him, guiding his hands back to her breasts.
Instead, she helps him to get her shirt off first and follows it with her bra. Both articles of clothing are forgotten on the floor as she smirks down at him, guiding his hands back to her breasts.
"We'll be stuck on the ship for awhile. There will be plenty of time for mystery too." He does like to keep things interesting, after all. Doing the same thing day after day gets boring. "Do you have any other questions yet?"
It doesn't take any encouraging at all to get his hands moving again, over anywhere they can reach. Now that he can reach a lot more easily. One of them starts to move down her leg again. He's getting more impatient by the moment.
[Typically, if he's not in the same place as everyone else and someone wanted to find him, their best chance would be to head for the harbor. It's where he spends most of his time, it's where his ship is, it's where he's even been known to stay when he had nowhere else to go. The smell of the salt air has always been a reliable way of clearing his head.
As much as he wants to spend every waking moment (and a good number of the ones where he's not awake, too) with Emma, having just returned from the Underworld has left him with a lot of things that need clearing from his head. Memories of those he thought he'd never see again, and those he almost got to see again.
They'd all been celebrating at Granny's, now that everyone is back in town where they belong, even if there are more threats out there. There will always be more threats. He'd waited until Emma was surrounded by her family to sneak out on his own, down to the harbor like usual. There's a swing there that he's not sure anyone else has ever even noticed, and anyone who discovers he's missing from the party and comes looking for him will find him there.]
As much as he wants to spend every waking moment (and a good number of the ones where he's not awake, too) with Emma, having just returned from the Underworld has left him with a lot of things that need clearing from his head. Memories of those he thought he'd never see again, and those he almost got to see again.
They'd all been celebrating at Granny's, now that everyone is back in town where they belong, even if there are more threats out there. There will always be more threats. He'd waited until Emma was surrounded by her family to sneak out on his own, down to the harbor like usual. There's a swing there that he's not sure anyone else has ever even noticed, and anyone who discovers he's missing from the party and comes looking for him will find him there.]
"Nothing comes to mind. Anything you feel like filling me in on?" She asked in return. He knew this better than she did, after all; he knew the questions that would be asked and how to answer them. Or perhaps he just knew the most amusing anecdotes to tell.
[Of course Emma would notice when Killian disappeared from Granny's. How couldn't she? A part of her wanting to let him have time to himself and another part of her wanting nothing more than to go off to find him. She stays a little bit longer to appease the others before excusing herself. There was only so much celebrating she could handle anyway.
He was a pirate so, of course, the first place she thought to go was the harbor. After all, that's where his ship was. What she hadn't expected to eventually find was a swing that she was pretty sure hadn't been there before. She'd been down near this part of the harbor countless times, so she's not sure when that was even put there.]
Want some company?
[It doesn't surprise him much when he hears her voice. After their reunion, it seems to him that she wouldn't want to be far from him for long; he knows how hard it was for him to leave the diner while she was still there.
And now they get time alone, just the two of them and the sea, the first time they've been alone since his return.
He pats the cushioned seat of the swing next to him.]
When that company's you? Always.
And now they get time alone, just the two of them and the sea, the first time they've been alone since his return.
He pats the cushioned seat of the swing next to him.]
When that company's you? Always.
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Emma leaned against the door frame of the nursey, her hands loosely crossed her chest, and a soft smile on her face. Victor had delivered their daughter a week ago and still, it felt like she was going to going to disappear if Emma blinked. It was crazy she knew, but she had honestly never felt this happy before.
"You know we are going to have to stop watching her at some point?"
Emma leaned against the door frame of the nursey, her hands loosely crossed her chest, and a soft smile on her face. Victor had delivered their daughter a week ago and still, it felt like she was going to going to disappear if Emma blinked. It was crazy she knew, but she had honestly never felt this happy before.
"You know we are going to have to stop watching her at some point?"
He comes to stand next to her in the doorway. He'd never thought that he would love anyone as much as he loves Emma, but then their daughter had come along and proved him wrong. He already knows that he'd protect her with his life if he had to.
"Sure. When she's eighteen and we can't keep her here anymore."
"Sure. When she's eighteen and we can't keep her here anymore."
They've finally made it to this point. There had been a lot of times where he wondered if they would, for various reasons. Emma's stubbornness, his flirtation with darkness, his death... Then there was the final battle that Emma had to fight, and the possibility that it might be her death that ruined their happiness this time.
But it didn't, and they're both here, and they're married. The celebrating had finally died down, Henry had headed off to spend a couple of nights with Regina, and they have the house to themselves.
"How does it feel not to have to be the savior anymore, love?"
But it didn't, and they're both here, and they're married. The celebrating had finally died down, Henry had headed off to spend a couple of nights with Regina, and they have the house to themselves.
"How does it feel not to have to be the savior anymore, love?"
Honestly, Emma wasn't sure how to answer that question. Being the savior had been such a big part of her life. Now she had a chance to figure out who she was, who she wanted to be.
"I guess it hasn't quite hit me yet." She told him. And obviously she would always be there for her family and others when she was needed. But it was nice to get her happy ending, or rather...a happy beginning with Killian.
"How does it feel now that I've made an honest man out of you?" She grinned at him wildly.
"I guess it hasn't quite hit me yet." She told him. And obviously she would always be there for her family and others when she was needed. But it was nice to get her happy ending, or rather...a happy beginning with Killian.
"How does it feel now that I've made an honest man out of you?" She grinned at him wildly.
"Now you can figure out what you want to be next." Something she actually wants to be, instead of something that she is because of being born that way.
"I've never been an honest man before." He had been a naive officer in the king's navy, many lifetimes ago, but that hardly counts in this case. "I'm glad it was you who managed it."
"I've never been an honest man before." He had been a naive officer in the king's navy, many lifetimes ago, but that hardly counts in this case. "I'm glad it was you who managed it."
"I know." Emma said. But she didn't even know yet. For so long her life had been all about being a savior. And now she could be whatever she wanted.
"But that is something for another day. Tonight is all about us." She smiled. "And I'm glad it was me who managed it too."
"But that is something for another day. Tonight is all about us." She smiled. "And I'm glad it was me who managed it too."
"I expect it will be the best day of my life." It's not over yet. It can get better. He takes hold of her hand and pulls her closer to him so he can slide his arm around her waist. "That dress doesn't look very comfortable. You wouldn't need any help getting out of it, would you?"
"Oh I just might." Emma smirked at him. This was a really great day. And she was happy, so happy. This was the beginning of the rest of their lives. Part of Emma couldn't believe this was actually real. She worried something would happen to take this all away from her.
"I'd better see what I can do then." For the first time since they moved into this house, he's not worried about someone walking in on them. This is their night, after all, and everyone knows it. Besides, they're married now and no one should mind what they get up to behind closed doors.
His hand reaches around to the back to start undoing the buttons on her dress. "You know I do like you in a dress. Although I like you out of them too."
His hand reaches around to the back to start undoing the buttons on her dress. "You know I do like you in a dress. Although I like you out of them too."
"Now now, plenty of time for that." Emma teased. Though it would feel good to be out of the dress and into something a bit more comfortable. This was all real and she was so happy.
"There is more wine and such and if we want it." She pointed out. And they had the night to themselves. She really couldn't be happier than she was in these moments with him.
"There is more wine and such and if we want it." She pointed out. And they had the night to themselves. She really couldn't be happier than she was in these moments with him.
"I know, that's what I'm counting on." They don't have anywhere to be for two whole days. He intends to make the most of that.
"Why don't you finish getting the dress off and I'll pour us some?" They do have plenty of time, after all.
"Why don't you finish getting the dress off and I'll pour us some?" They do have plenty of time, after all.
"That sounds perfect." Emma said. And she went to slip into something more comfortable.
"Maybe we can go to the ship and watch the stars." She suggested when she'd returned to him.
"Maybe we can go to the ship and watch the stars." She suggested when she'd returned to him.
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