He rests his head next to hers and his hand takes the chain of the swing, keeping her close to him. "Aye," he agrees. "And you have me. I know that's not the same as having Henry." He can't imagine what that feels like, to be separated from her son yet again.
"I know you'll see him again. It's what your family does." He might have found it annoying at first, at that undying optimism, but it's grown on hm. And he'll be there to help her find him in any way he can.
No, it isn't the same as having Henry, but in a way, it's better. The question is whether she can explain it without it making him think she's trying to protect him from her feelings or something.
She nods, which rubs her cheek against his, and then she turns just enough to brush her lips against his jaw. Did she ever not want to be touching him like this? She can barely remember.
"If I have to be stuck somewhere with just one of you, I'm glad it's you. Henry's safe with my parents and Regina. He knows I love him and that we'll find each other. But if I wasn't with you..." Emma frowns and lifts her hand to curl behind her and stroke his hair for a moment. "Then you'd be alone, too."
"I'm used to that, at least." He knows how it sounds, when he says it. But it's the truth, and he hadn't minded it so much at the time, at least until he'd met her. He also knows that she's been alone for a long time, and that's changing now.
He presses his cheek against her hand. "I'm glad you're not alone, too."
It's really not fair the way he sees through her. How he hears the careless 'too' at the end of her sentence and knows she's remembering how it feels to be alone. It's not fair, but it's also the best thing in her life that she finally has someone who knows her.
"I'm glad I'm with you."
She turns her hand so that her knuckles brush against his cheek and her eyes are full of soft, true love. Not the capital letter magic kind, although that's always there between them, just the human kind (more special, she thinks sometimes, because they chose it). But it makes her feel shy (something else only Killian knows about her, how shy she can be sometimes), and her head dips forward, hair slipping over her shoulder to bare her neck but hide her face.
He's been able to read her like a book almost from the moment they met, although at the time he couldn't have explained why. He just seemed to know things about her, even if she didn't see it, or want to admit it, at the time. He knows now that it's because they're two halves of the same whole.
He leans forward to press a kiss against the back of her neck, breathing in the smell of her. "Emma." It's quiet and simple, but that one name is enough to convey how much he loves her without him saying it in so many words.
A soft shudder races through her, less from the kiss than from the incredible intimacy of him breathing her like that. It's so sexual, and so sweet at the same time, she almost can't stand it.
She reaches back to pull his arm around her waist, while exhaling a low, sensual sigh. "Killian," she murmurs and there's a warning in it. Don't start something you're not going to finish. Because since the first time they kissed back in Neverland, even when she wouldn't admit it, she's always been ridiculously hot for him.
He'll finish it, for sure. Not here, of course, because this is hardly the place for that. But she can tell how interested he is in finishing this when he leans forward again, to kiss her again. It has all of the heat of their first kiss in Neverland, with plenty of the tenderness that they've shared since.
"Would you like to go for a walk?" Like maybe back home, to a place where they can finish this.
"In a hurry, Hook?" Emma teases breathlessly in the wake of the kiss. He's so good at that, god. She leans close to catch his bottom lip in her teeth the release it slowly through them.
"I was thinking, these chains are strong enough to support two." And they can spend ten or fifteen minutes winding each other up before they take that walk home and unwind.
Well then. It seems she's got something on her mind, if that look on her face is anything to go by. He does like it when she gets a look like that.
He sits on the swing, carefully, like he's afraid he'll tip back out the other side. "Are you sure about this?" He's never used one of these before and isn't sure what he's doing.
Emma's tempted to boop him on the nose for about half a second, but what she really wants is cute in an entirely different way. So she takes him by the hook and the hand and raises them to a good height around the chains. "Just hold on and keep your feet on the ground for a minute."
That's all the direction she gives before she grips the chains over his head, pulls herself up until her hips are level with his head (which is a lot higher than they need to be for this, but a girl can tease), then hauls her legs up and slips her feet through to the other side of him. Although she's careful not to hurt him, there's nothing tentative about the way she lowers herself into his lap.
There's nothing fast about it either, and her stomach and breasts pass within in a whisper of his mouth before she settles astride him. "Hi."
He is definitely enjoying the show, which he's sure is the point, and he'll get her back for that teasing later. He doesn't know how yet, but he'll come up with something.
"Have you been practicing that?" Not that he wants to know if she has, because that means that someone else has been getting the benefit of it.
"Lucky me." He could probably find a way to put skills like that to use. He files that away for future reference.
It's a bit awkward sitting like this, and his feet slip from their position on the ground, leaving the two of them dangling on their swing. "Now what?" She had a reason to want to do this, after all.
"Now, Killian--" Her lips wrap around his name and let it out a heated caress against his mouth. She chases one quick kiss and then another, before she leans away again. Back as far as she can without maiming him, and then she pulls the chains with the strength of her arms and pushes forward with her hips (into him) at the same time.
The swing starts to move, and so she does it again. It's not much motion yet, but it's enough for the swing to give their bodies a rhythm. If they sat with their hips farther apart, they could get more leverage from the swing, but she wants connection, not momentum, which is why she takes the moment of the upswing of him into her, to say again, "Now Killian, this."
She releases the chain with one hand and rests it against his chest. "I haven't. I promise. I just have a very quick and very vivid imagination."
Especially when it comes to him. She's also already regretting they didn't just head home. Anticipation is one thing. Deliberately delaying her own gratification...that's another. Not a bad thing, but...damn, Killian.
"Uh..." Her answer stutters into a stifled groan. But if it's playtime, then it's playtime. And the way her tongue wets her lips is entirely deliberate and not even remotely subtle.
If she weren't sitting on him and keeping his trapped on this swing, he'd be heading home right now, because she is really good at playing this game. It's delicious and he loves it.
"You first," she decides as she rolls her hips against him. They're not making as much use of the swing as they could, but she doesn't care. She loves being this close and having this much control over him.
Emma sucks in a soft breath at the thought of it, her cuffed to the bed and his hands and mouth free to do everything they're so darned good. She's not good at letting him have her like that, always needs to be touching him, but they've been together long enough now--
"If you did that, you could kneel where I can -- " Once again she very deliberately and slowly draws her tongue from her top lip back behind her teeth. "Use my mouth."
If she's trying to make him impatient, she's figured out a foolproof way of doing it. He watches, enthralled, what her tongue's up to, and then he has a hard time speaking when it's his turn.
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Date: 2018-07-26 12:57 pm (UTC)"I know you'll see him again. It's what your family does." He might have found it annoying at first, at that undying optimism, but it's grown on hm. And he'll be there to help her find him in any way he can.
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Date: 2018-07-27 07:06 am (UTC)She nods, which rubs her cheek against his, and then she turns just enough to brush her lips against his jaw. Did she ever not want to be touching him like this? She can barely remember.
"If I have to be stuck somewhere with just one of you, I'm glad it's you. Henry's safe with my parents and Regina. He knows I love him and that we'll find each other. But if I wasn't with you..." Emma frowns and lifts her hand to curl behind her and stroke his hair for a moment. "Then you'd be alone, too."
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Date: 2018-07-28 12:18 am (UTC)He presses his cheek against her hand. "I'm glad you're not alone, too."
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Date: 2018-07-28 12:34 am (UTC)"I'm glad I'm with you."
She turns her hand so that her knuckles brush against his cheek and her eyes are full of soft, true love. Not the capital letter magic kind, although that's always there between them, just the human kind (more special, she thinks sometimes, because they chose it). But it makes her feel shy (something else only Killian knows about her, how shy she can be sometimes), and her head dips forward, hair slipping over her shoulder to bare her neck but hide her face.
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Date: 2018-07-28 02:34 am (UTC)He leans forward to press a kiss against the back of her neck, breathing in the smell of her. "Emma." It's quiet and simple, but that one name is enough to convey how much he loves her without him saying it in so many words.
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Date: 2018-07-28 04:53 am (UTC)She reaches back to pull his arm around her waist, while exhaling a low, sensual sigh. "Killian," she murmurs and there's a warning in it. Don't start something you're not going to finish. Because since the first time they kissed back in Neverland, even when she wouldn't admit it, she's always been ridiculously hot for him.
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Date: 2018-07-28 05:27 am (UTC)"Would you like to go for a walk?" Like maybe back home, to a place where they can finish this.
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Date: 2018-07-28 05:33 am (UTC)"I was thinking, these chains are strong enough to support two." And they can spend ten or fifteen minutes winding each other up before they take that walk home and unwind.
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Date: 2018-07-28 06:03 am (UTC)"I suppose this means I have to let go of you, don't I."
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Date: 2018-07-28 06:24 am (UTC)Not giving him a chance to protest, she slides off the seat of the swing and steals another kiss as she moves to the side to let him sit down.
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Date: 2018-07-28 02:22 pm (UTC)He sits on the swing, carefully, like he's afraid he'll tip back out the other side. "Are you sure about this?" He's never used one of these before and isn't sure what he's doing.
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Date: 2018-07-28 07:07 pm (UTC)Emma's tempted to boop him on the nose for about half a second, but what she really wants is cute in an entirely different way. So she takes him by the hook and the hand and raises them to a good height around the chains. "Just hold on and keep your feet on the ground for a minute."
That's all the direction she gives before she grips the chains over his head, pulls herself up until her hips are level with his head (which is a lot higher than they need to be for this, but a girl can tease), then hauls her legs up and slips her feet through to the other side of him. Although she's careful not to hurt him, there's nothing tentative about the way she lowers herself into his lap.
There's nothing fast about it either, and her stomach and breasts pass within in a whisper of his mouth before she settles astride him. "Hi."
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Date: 2018-07-29 03:31 am (UTC)"Have you been practicing that?" Not that he wants to know if she has, because that means that someone else has been getting the benefit of it.
"Hello."
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Date: 2018-07-29 04:12 am (UTC)Now that she's settled, it's so easy to lean close and roll her hips for the friction of him nestled right between her thighs. "Just for you."
She's giving him a minute to figure out that if he stops bracing with his feet, things are going to get interesting, and fast.
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Date: 2018-07-29 04:33 am (UTC)It's a bit awkward sitting like this, and his feet slip from their position on the ground, leaving the two of them dangling on their swing. "Now what?" She had a reason to want to do this, after all.
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Date: 2018-07-29 05:03 am (UTC)The swing starts to move, and so she does it again. It's not much motion yet, but it's enough for the swing to give their bodies a rhythm. If they sat with their hips farther apart, they could get more leverage from the swing, but she wants connection, not momentum, which is why she takes the moment of the upswing of him into her, to say again, "Now Killian, this."
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Date: 2018-07-29 06:50 pm (UTC)"Are you sure you haven't practiced this?" Because she seems pretty sure of what she's doing.
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Date: 2018-07-30 03:28 am (UTC)Especially when it comes to him. She's also already regretting they didn't just head home. Anticipation is one thing. Deliberately delaying her own gratification...that's another. Not a bad thing, but...damn, Killian.
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Date: 2018-07-30 03:37 am (UTC)Two can play at this.
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Date: 2018-07-30 04:39 am (UTC)"Yeah. Wanna know what I'm imagining now?"
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Date: 2018-07-30 04:52 am (UTC)"Only if we get to try it out later."
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Date: 2018-07-30 04:59 am (UTC)"You know how I like it when you talk dirty."
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Date: 2018-07-31 03:08 am (UTC)"I don't suppose you have some handcuffs lying around? I think it might be my turn to use them on you instead of the other way around."
He really would rather not be arrested again.
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Date: 2018-08-01 02:00 am (UTC)"If you did that, you could kneel where I can -- " Once again she very deliberately and slowly draws her tongue from her top lip back behind her teeth. "Use my mouth."
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Date: 2018-08-01 02:32 am (UTC)"I could do that."
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