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Full fic submitted to the @csstorybook Volume 2, which can be found here.
Rated SP for sexy pancakes
Art by @just-be-magnificent
They hardly get a moment to themselves and Emma’s sure her mother’s designed it this way – some sort of penance for what she walked in on this morning, but really that was Snow’s fault for not knocking when she knew exactly what sorts of things newly engaged couples like to, well, engage in. There’s this iconic Storybrooke building and that memorable spot and so much walking, walking, walking and Emma’s sort of not joking when she suggests they elope.
She wants this, a big wedding and her happy family, her happy beginning, but God if her parents start bickering one more time she’s going to scream.
“You know I’d elope with you in a heartbeat,” Killian says, gladly indulging in her need to tuck herself up against him in the big empty town hall while her parents excuse themselves to argue in private and Henry ducks into the hall to text Violet. Emma nods, shifting her head slightly so she can breath him in; he certainly doesn’t smell like he took a quick and bracing shower, in fact he still smells vaguely like sweat and sex and damn him if that isn’t doing things to her insides. “Just you and me, the lad as witness, the Jolly Roger…”
“A barrel of rum,” she agrees. “Though we’d have to drop Henry off before we honeymoon.”
“Aye. No use scarring the lad.”
“Not more than we already have.”
He chuckles and it vibrates up through his chest, rumbling in her ear and making her feel all gooey. What she wouldn’t give to just drag him back to the house… “I daresay the boy will want to spend less time with us in the coming weeks. Or months.”
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