Emma pulled herself free of Killian’s waistband to stare at the stickiness covering her hand. His face was flushed, the orgasmic glow in his cheeks offset by the confusion on his brow, and embarrassment surging in his eyes. He… came? Already? Premature ejaculation was not something she expected from Captain Hook of all people.
Three minutes earlier…
She was breathless, giggling and panting, giddy with lust. Killian’s tongue ran along her throat, and he ground his pelvis into her, pushing her further against the door. They’d barely even made it inside his room at Granny’s before the full makeout began. Emma supposed it was her fault for starting the wandering hand contest during their walk on the docks after dinner. It’s not like she asked him to not wear a vest tonight though. She can’t be blamed for wanting to… appreciate the access it granted her. And she felt that it would’ve been a crime to not enjoy his newer, tighter jeans.
Which of course led to his fingers slipping into whatever cracks they could find in her clothing, between her shirt and waistband, under her collar, into her skirt… Once he discovered the slit on the side of her shirt, his hand basically didn’t stop brushing over and tugging at her bra.
When he pulled her in to kiss her, she’d had to put a hand up. She was already so on fire that a kiss would likely push her into Very Bad Decision territory. Like undoing his pants and riding him on the nearest bench. Besides, they’d gone on several “actual” dates, made out on her parents’ couch more than a few times, it past time for her to experience the full (and fully naked) Killian Jones.
Hence being pinned against the door the instant they made it through.
She snuck a hand between them, and groaned against Killian’s lips as they slid back over hers. She’d felt him hard against her thigh, but sweeping her fingertips over his head, his length seemed to swell even more. He whimpered into her mouth, and warmth flooded her core. She wanted him so badly. Emma worked her way down, too impatient to bother fiddling with his fly, and finally, finally, had his smooth, hard shaft in her hand. He tilted his head, pressing her against the door in a way that had her mildly surprised they hadn’t broken it yet, and swept his tongue into her mouth before whimpering again. Emma gripped his cock, pumping it as best she could under his jeans, and her other hand took to untucking his shirt in the back, groping at his ass and scratching the skin just above.
His lips stilled as his breath hitched, and she felt his arms stiffen around her.
“Em- ah!”
Her eyes flew open, and his hips bucked into her hand, thrusting roughly as the rest of him shuddered.
I did a few different versions of this – without tattoos, with chains/cuffs, with a corner of the blanket instead of pants… I still need to figure out how best (or whether) to share them all, but enjoy this for now!
Please don’t tweet or repost this, and don’t tag or send it to actors. Reblogging is totally fine and welcome, thank you!
Summary: When her co-star’s night of drunken debauchery goes viral, Emma Swan agrees to fake a relationship with him to save their show. She just wishes the man in charge of rehabbing Neal’s image and keeping Misthaven on the air wasn’t Killian Jones, the pirate who ravished her at Comic Con. Now Killian thinks he’s fixing a problem he created, and Emma can’t tell him – or anyone else – that the whole thing is just an act. Rating: M Notes: You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to post this! I thought I was crazy to sign up for the @captainswanbigbang and now that I’ve done it, I can confirm it was a pretty nutty idea. But I love that whole group for encouraging me to write this story. I LOVE @shady-swan-jones for my banner and all the art you’re going to see from her that’s inspired by this story. She did such a great job and I’m so excited for everyone to see her work. Also a HUGE thanks to @idristardis who betaed this thing and found my typos and plot holes. It’s 55,000 words so you know beta reading this was a job.
I know I’ve said it before, but seriously, thank you all for encouraging me over the years to write fanfic in this fandom. My first Captain Swan fanfic was posted on AO3 back in February 2014. Since then, I’ve written 25 Once fanfics and self-published two original novels on Amazon (you can buy them here). You guys were a part of that so thank you so much for being so supportive. Hope you enjoy this new one!
Emma Swan leaned back as the service elevator doors closed, letting out a sigh of relief for making it in without being detected.
She loved events like this and getting closer to the fans. She loved interacting with people who enjoyed the work she did. But all of that was tomorrow. Tonight, she just wanted to relax in her hotel room with some room service and be “The Emma Swan” later.
Emma took a deep breath to calm herself as the elevator doors opened. Luckily, the network had booked the entire floor of a San Diego hotel just for its people. Actors, writers, public relations people, even the stray lawyer or two. Everyone was on that one floor, which made her feel a little more at ease. She went to a smaller convention last month and had fans knocking on her door at three in the morning. The info packet for this convention from the network’s event planners specifically said they would have security roaming the floor, which meant no strangers knocking at odd hours.
Except as Emma got close to her hotel room, she found a stranger in front of her door in black leather.
He looked skinny with dark hair and scruff, his leg casually kicked out in front of him as he leaned back against the wall by her hotel room door. Whatever he was reading on his smart phone was so interesting that he didn’t even notice Emma walk up to him. She stood there for a moment trying to figure out what to do. Well, and admiring him. The black leather seemed to be some sort of cosplay and it had a kind of shine to it under the crappy hall lights.
But Emma also wanted to get into her room and order some room service.
“Um, excuse me?”
The man’s eyes snapped up to her — amazingly blue and outlined in black eyeliner — and he scrambled to his feet with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Is this your room?”
He gestured towards the door, his movement making his long leather coat sway around him. He was tall and lanky now that he was on his feet, his leather pants and unbuttoned shirt showing off his toned physique.
That’s when Emma noticed the hand he had used to gesture towards her door. Well, it wasn’t really a hand.
“Is that a hook?” she asked him.
He gave her a small grin. “Aye.”
“Are you supposed to be someone?”
“Be someone?” he asked.
“I mean, the whole get up,” Emma said, gesturing at his head-to-toe cosplay.
His smile grew before making a sweeping bow in front of her. “Captain Hook as your service, ma’am.”
What else are you supposed to do when you’re a famous actress and you come across a leather-clad pirate sitting outside your hotel room door? Come find out how Killian got there and just how these two are going to end their night in the start of @athenascarlet‘s Hide Your Love Away!
Summary:Emma doesn’t remember much of her past, all she knows is she needs to get out of Misthaven. The mysterious group called the Industrialists continues to gain power and control since they overthrew the royal family over a decade ago. Out of options, Emma joins forces with a conman Killian and his partner Ruby in their plot to pass her off as the lost princess of Misthaven. But as they travel together and Killian and Ruby try to teach her how to be a princess, Emma begins to uncover hidden pieces of her past. When threats start closing in around them will she choose to escape to safety or risk everything to find her family and reveal a dangerous secret that could change history forever?
Rating: M
Story content warning: some descriptions of violence, slow burn
A massive thank you and a huge shout out to @prongsie who is an incredibly talented artist and brought this story to life!! You’ll see her artwork soon but go check out her blog, her work is stunning! And also thanks to my wonderful beta @csobsessed-21, from the beginning you were a kindred spirit and a helpful hand getting this story off the ground!!
I can’t believe it’s finally time to post this! This is the longest story I have written and its been a huge challenge and a ton of fun. Hope you all enjoy this as much as I have loved writing it!
Emma jumped as another crash sounded, this one louder than the others. It made the ancient walls of the castle tremble around them. She slowed her steps to stare as the flames in the gas lamps flickered and danced. All her life these thick walls and the towering halls had been her sanctuary. She had never imagined anything could change that. Again, screams and shouts echoed down the stone corridors growing closer.
@bucklesomeswashswan dives right in and brings us to Emma’s beginnings! You can feel the tension and the danger all around, with the obvious sense that forces are gathering around the Charming family. Can’t wait to see where this brings Emma when we see her next.
Emma could remember fingers tangled in her curls, the weight of a hand settling on the small of her back, a smile meant only for her eyes. To have a soft kiss pressed against her lips, tentative and sweet, to share each other’s breath. Emma knew what it was to have someone by her side until he’d been taken away.
She’s spent near to half her life watching the horizon line, waiting for the tides to bring back what the sea once claimed.
Killian looked down at his hands, stained crimson with his brother’s blood, before staring across the deck as the pirate ship left his shattered world in its wake, and wondered what they could possibly have stood to gain from his loss.
He’s lost everything, his family, his love, even his hand. The one thing he believes he can- no, will – get back is his ship.
If no one else would do anything, Henry certainly would. He was going to save his mother, and the way he saw it, there was only one person in the entirety of Fort Charles that could possibly help him. Someone who had nothing to lose but his life, and everything to gain.
He doesn’t know much about the world beyond the stories he reads, but he’s determined to save the person he loves most.
A Captain Swan story, based on Pirates of the Caribbean.
Rating: T
Content Warnings: Violence, Swearing, Minor Character Death
AN: I started to think this day wasn’t going to come, to be honest, and this story would be lost to the depths of my computer forever, but here it is. Thanks a bunch to my awesome beta, @huffleporg , for fixing my run on sentences and teaching me the difference between a lobotomy and trepanation. This story wouldn’t be the same without you. Endless gratitude to @prongsie , for stepping in at quite literally the last minute to provide gorgeous art that brought my words to life. Thanks to the Captain Swan Big Bang crew, for running this event and just generally being awesome, and most importantly, to those of you who choose to read my story. We wouldn’t be writers without someone to share our words with.
His mother used to tease him, with that same fond, loving smile she always wore for him and his brother. She would say that most young boys would still be asleep so early in the day, but he loved to follow her on her morning errands around the town, and he remembered her always indulging him – tangling her fingers with his as he walked with her through the garden, allowing him to hold onto her skirts as she stopped to visit at merchant stalls. He could easily recall her always being after him to wear his shoes. He had always been so eager to just go, that he rarely remembered on his own.
Come along with us on this swashbuckling adventure featuring an all-star cast of characters. In @hooksandblakes prologue, we meet Killian and Emma, who have backgrounds as different as can be. And yet, are they really that different after all?
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