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."
"You're not honestly protesting that I've raised your mast, are you?" Her eyebrow lifts and her mouth quirks, eyes bright over a playful smile. He'll make the terrible jokes sooner or later. She might as well get in first jab.
Emma's eyes flicker with the giggle she's trying to suppress, but she's so wound up, there's no way to keep it in. She turns her face into his shoulder instead and giggles while they walk. "I was going to say when have I ever, but there was a long time there where I regularly got it up without climbing it. Sorry."
"Then you'll just have to make up for it now." He certainly enjoys moments like this a lot more now than he used to, because he knows something else is going to happen. And it's quite enjoyable when she does it deliberately.
"I plan to." For a very long time. But she doesn't want to say that out loud and break the spell of the moment with her getting awkward. At least she's figured that out about herself now.
The stand of trees isn't much farther. Which she's really glad about. She's starting to feel a little mushy about him and that's not the mood she's looking for. "Come on, hurry."
"I'm going as fast as I can." Of course he is. At the end of their walk is the promise of certain physical activities with her, and he doesn't want to delay those unnecessarily.
Emma doesn't say anything else until they're tucked into the shade of the trees, and when she does, it's only to soft-growl, "Hook," and pull him by the jacket until her back is against a tree. Then she's fumbling with her belt to get it open and get her boot off so she can shed one leg of her jeans.
He at least doesn't have as much trouble as Emma does, as he unfastens his own pants and pulls them down far enough to free himself from their restraints. Once he's free, he leans forward to kiss her, taking her lower lip between his teeth.
Emma's still hopping around trying to get her second foot out of her pants and boots when Killian kisses her and she just... gives up. Absolutely gives up. She puts one hand behind his neck, hauls him into a hungry, almost brutal kiss, and then hops up to wind her legs around his hips.
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Date: 2018-08-02 04:06 am (UTC)She tugs in the direction they need to walk. "If it makes you feel any better, I'm as ready as you are."
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Date: 2018-08-03 03:51 am (UTC)The stand of trees isn't much farther. Which she's really glad about. She's starting to feel a little mushy about him and that's not the mood she's looking for. "Come on, hurry."
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