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From:

beautifulswan

"Only for long enough for us to trade places." Or at least for him to take her place. She grins almost wickedly. "Trust me. It'll be worth it."

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.

From:

seekingcrocodile

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.

From:

beautifulswan

"You're cute when you're nervous."

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."

From:

seekingcrocodile

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.

"Hello."

From:

beautifulswan

"The pull-ups, maybe." She's not a gym-rat but she does try to stay toned. "But the rest of it was invented on the spot."

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.

From:

seekingcrocodile

"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.

From:

beautifulswan

"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."

From:

seekingcrocodile

He definitely is enjoying this, which was obviously her plan. It's working out well for her. He's going to remember this for future reference, too.

"Are you sure you haven't practiced this?" Because she seems pretty sure of what she's doing.

From:

beautifulswan

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.

From:

seekingcrocodile

He bites his lower lip while running his eyes down what he can see of her from this vantage point (which isn't much, but that's enough). "Do you?"

Two can play at this.

From:

beautifulswan

"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.

"Yeah. Wanna know what I'm imagining now?"

From:

seekingcrocodile

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.

"Only if we get to try it out later."

From:

beautifulswan

"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.

"You know how I like it when you talk dirty."

From:

seekingcrocodile

Well that's not fair. She mentioned it first but he's the one who has to do the work.

"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.

From:

beautifulswan

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."

From:

seekingcrocodile

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.

"I could do that."

From:

beautifulswan

If there's anything she loves, it's when Killian gets speechless over her. So she smiles wickedly when he can't quite get out his words.

When he does, she trusts him to keep them balanced on the swing (because she trusts him fully with herself), releases her grip on the chains and takes hold of both of his lapels. Almost like the first time they kissed in Neverland, except this timing knowing it's going to be that good, she pulls him to her and just plain takes his mouth.

From:

seekingcrocodile

Kissing her still makes him weak in the knees, especially when it's a kiss like the first one they shared in Neverland, so it's a good thing he's already sitting. It's an even better thing that he doesn't let go of the chains, because injuries would really put a damper on their planned festivities.

From:

beautifulswan

Oh God. "Killian," she whispers, voice gone ragged with the heat between her thighs and her pulse pounding in her ears, her clit, her nipples and really everywhere else. Her fingers are curled way too tight in his jacket, so tight they're starting to cramp.

She really wishes she'd learned how to teleport from Regina, because, "Unless you see a conveniently shady tree, we need to go home. Now." Or she's going to forget there'll be kids here again in half an hour after dinnertime.

Edited Date: 2018-08-01 05:28 am (UTC)

From:

seekingcrocodile

"Let me up and we can go wherever you want." Because he's not really all that picky about the where. The main thing right now is the who, and they've got that figured out.

"As long as that place has your handcuffs."

From:

beautifulswan

"We could get my handcuffs later." Emma strokes her fingers down his chest and then straightens his jacket. Grinning a little, she tips close to him to whisper, "I might have slightly miscalculated how long I could wait to have you." Because if he knows her, she knows him to, and he loves knowing, needs to know, that she wants him.

From:

seekingcrocodile

"I do see a shady tree over there." After all, if he's being truthful, he can't wait until they get home either. She knows what he wants, and even seems to want it on the same timeline as he does. Which only makes him more impatient.

From:

beautifulswan

"Maybe we should find one a little farther from the playground, but I like the way you're thinking."

Her arms shake this time when she lifts herself on the chains. Her body is flooded with pleasure and adrenaline and her eyes are so dilated it's a little hard to see. She reaches down for his hand when she's standing.

"There's that bunch of trees together if we leave here by River Road."

From:

seekingcrocodile

He stands as well, though he's starting to doubt his ability to walk anywhere in a hurry. He'll just have to shuffle or something. He can make it work, for the promise of some fun with Emma.

"That sounds like a likely candidate."

From:

beautifulswan

Emma glances down, then glances up and catches his gaze. Her smirk deepens and then she can't help laughing. "My poor Killian," she teases and tips her face to his for a kiss. It's carefully almost chaste for not wanting to make his torment worse.

She tugs in the direction they need to walk. "If it makes you feel any better, I'm as ready as you are."