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black swan — killian jones x male reader

❝ BLACK SWAN ❞

SYNOPSIS ➢ Killian Jones was no stranger to using his charms in order to woo beautiful women, Emma Swan being no exception. You couldn’t stand the sight of him flirting shamelessly with your sister, purely for brotherly reasons, so you decide to tell him off. What you didn’t know, was that his eye had been drawn to you the moment he saw you.

PAIRING ➢ killian jones x brother!Swan male reader

CONTENT WARNING ➢ season 2 & 3 spoilers, sort of one-sided rivals to lovers, tension, kissing, making out, harsh language, guys flirting, insults as flirting, threats

WORD COUNT ➢ 2.4 k

AUTHORS NOTE ➢ I wrote this because I read another similar fic and, no hate to that author, but I wanted to write it better and so that it would be more to my satisfaction. Also, I am well aware of all the requests I still have yet to do, but I fell into a OUAT hole and now I’m here.

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Killian Jones finding a woman attractive was nothing special. He’s had his fair share of dalliances over the years. Ever since what happened to Milah, Killian was in no hurry to find the so-called “true love” and settle down. His never-ending adventures at sea kept him plenty occupied—and so did his hunt for his Crocodile.

It was no surprise then that the woman named Emma Swan would draw his eye. She was just his type: bold, determined, and a natural leader. His interactions with her in the Enchanted Forest left him intrigued, and his curiosity of her only grew when they returned to Storybrooke and defeated Cora together. He expected his infatuation with Emma to grow the more time he spent with her, but what he was not expecting, was you to catch his eye instead.

The son of Prince Charming and Snow White, brought to a world without magic together with Emma as babies, put into a foster home. Despite all your bad luck as children, your inability in finding a place to call home, at least you managed to stay together. And as Henry brought her back to Storybrooke to break the curse, you followed with. You weren’t a Saviour like her, not by a long shot. But you did have your own skills and abilities, something that came with being a devilishly cunning detective. However much she hated to admit it, Emma would oftentimes turn to you for help in hunting down a bounty. A difficult bounty for her meant an afternoon of idle searching for you.

You never turned down an opportunity to tease her about it and she never hesitated to roll her eyes at you. Nonetheless, you felt incredible protective of her. You may just have been a few minutes older than her, but that didn’t stop you from putting on the big brother act—something she didn’t always appreciate.

Which is why, when you saw a certain pirate unashamedly flirting with her, those brotherly instincts kicked in immediately. You knew Hook was helping your family in getting Henry back from Neverland, providing passage on his ship, the Jolly Roger, and offering his being a guide on the island. But those facts did not give him the right to flirt with your sister.

You had already been at odds with the man when, at your arrival to the island, the ship was attacked by a school of mermaids. Hook had stumbled in your direction and taken hold of the most stable thing closest to him—which happened to be you. His hand had gripped your waist, his hook coming to your chest as he fell against you. The closeness of his breath stirred something within you, something not entirely uncomfortable. Of course, it was not his fault that the ship veered to the side and that you had been closest to him when he stumbled, but that didn’t stop you from pushing him away from you the moment the ship steadied.

“My apologies,” he said, quite out of breath. His blue eyes were remarkably clear in the moonlight. “I usually offer a drink before getting so close to someone.”

Your glare was your only answer.

“I don’t believe we have been properly introduced.” He extended his hand for you to shake. You looked at it uncertainly.

“I’m Emma’s brother,” you said simply.

His eyebrow raised. “So you must be the infamous town sheriff y/n Swan. I s’pose good looks do run in the family.”

You began to scoff, but then your brain was able to fully comprehend his words. “I never told you my name.”

Hook glanced away, his confident smirk faltering. He cleared his throat. “I may have, er, asked someone for it.”

You shifted your head to meet his eye. “Someone?”

He let out a sigh. “I wanted to know who the handsome man that was traveling with us is, so yeah, I asked around. Really, you should be flattered.”

You scoffed at the grin that flashed across his face and turned on your heel. Like you’d said—shameless flirt.

Later, while searching Neal’s hideout, you watched him flash that same grin when talking to Emma. He stepped much closer, leaning towards her. You couldn’t stomach watching it. And you told yourself it was because she deserved better than a good-for-nothing scoundrel like him. No other reason.

So you watched from afar, leaned against the cave walls, as Hook winked at your sister. Emma glared at him, unimpressed. At least you wouldn’t have to worry about her falling for his charms. She was much too clever for that. You saw her walk away from him, away from the hand that he had reached forward to her and you smiled with grim satisfaction. But before you could step forwards, out of the shadows, David had approached Hook.

“Let me give you a bit of advice, Hook,” he said. “She’s never gonna like you.”

Hooks eyebrows shot into the air. “Is that so?”

“How could she?” David’s voice was laced with venom. “You’re nothing but a pirate.”

He seemed to want to reply, but nothing came out, and David walked away. Hook’s gaze followed him, his hand running down his face.

“He’s right, y’know,” you said, stepping forward.

A low growl slipped from his throat, Hook turning to face you. He looked almost crestfallen. “Can I not get enough of your bloody family?”

It was your turn to raise an eyebrow. “And here I was thinking you’d be glad to see me.”

Hook let out a dry chuckle. “Oh, I am very glad, love.”

“There’s that charm of yours,” you remarked humourlessly.

He smiled cheekily. “Doesn’t seem to be working on your sister, though.”

“Yeah,” you hummed. Step after step brought you closer to the pirate. You watched him closely, noting the way his eyes jumped over your figure. “Speaking of, we need to have a chat.”

He nodded absentmindedly, raising his finger to rub against his lips. The movement drew your eye to them. You knew he had noticed your gaze before you managed to tear it away when his lips curled into a smirk. You rolled your eyes. Goddamned pirate.

“If you’re going to stare at me like that, I’m going to get some mixed signals, love.” His voice was as smug and sweet as honey, only managing in irritating you more.

You were not known to be calm and level-headed. Anyone who was close to you knew to keep away when your anger threatened to burst, like an erupting volcano. Emma had once stolen one of your favourite pencils as a child and you had gotten back at her by spilling ink all over her favourite stuffed animal. But Hook did not know you well enough. He smiled sweetly.

Two steps forward and you were stood right in front of him, pressing against his chest. Rum and leather and sea salt filled your nose. The smell of him was overpowering and intoxicating all at once. You pressed one arm against his throat, pushing him back against the cave wall, the other bracing yourself against it. He grunted at the impact, groaning in displeasure, before meeting your gaze steadily.

“And to what do I owe this pleasure?”

The words growled out of your throat, through your gritted teeth. “Stay away from Emma, got it?”

“You may have gotten the good looks of your family. Not the manners, though,” he said lazily.

You cocked your head. “No, that is more my parents’ style.”

“You do have more of a bite than them,” he said. Then he tilted his head, as if in thought. “Huh, well, aren’t you a dark Swan, love? Or do you prefer Black Swan?”

Your brows knit together but you chose to ignore his words. Instead, you said, “I do agree with David that Emma will never fall for you, so you might as well give up now.”

Hook’s eyebrow raised. “If you’re so sure she won’t fall for me, why even bother threatening me? Surely, my flirting must be harmless.”

Your brows knitted together in suspicion. His eyes were annoyingly blue, piercing straight into yours. “Just leave her alone, Hook.”

“Does it bother you?”

“Does what bother me?” you asked, rolling your eyes.

“My flirting with her.” He leant forward a bit, throat straining against your arm. “Swan, are you jealous?”

You opened your mouth to protest. You? Jealous? Ridiculous. Then you noticed that his lips had curled into a cheeky smirk. “No,” you bit out.

Hook blinked, raising an eyebrow. “You sure?”

“Yes.”

“Heard you were quite the detective out in the Land of No Magic.”

Your head cocked to the side. “Yeah, so?”

He simply hummed, head falling back against the stone walls. His eyes traveled across your figure before jumping up to meet your gaze through his lidded eyes, something unintelligible in those swirls of blue. You ignored the warmth that pooled in your stomach at the sight of him like that.

“I will leave her alone,” he said calmly. “You have my word.”

You tried to detect the mischievous thoughts that were surely lying behind his eyes, but came up empty. You had no idea if he was telling the truth or not, but you let him go and stepped back in one swift moment. He cleared his throat, rubbing one hand across his collarbone.

“Fine,” you said, glancing away from his steely gaze. You weren’t sure what to do with yourself then, and you cleared your throat uncomfortably.

“Shall we?” Hook asked, gesturing to where the others had gone.

“Yeah,” you said simply, walking past him briskly.

You didn’t know what had suddenly overcome you or why you were now so uncomfortable in Hook’s presence. For the rest of that day, every time you glanced in his direction to make sure he was heeding your words of staying away from Emma—to which he did—you felt as if your nerves were standing on end. And on occasion, when he happened to be glancing your way as well and your eyes met, you felt shivers travel down your body, forcing you to break his eye contact. You thought you could see a smirk playing across his lips in those moments, but you chose to ignore him.

That same evening, you had found out David and Hook been ambushed by the Lost Boys. Apparently, Captain Hook had risked his life saving David from a poisonous arrow with Nightshade on it. You almost wanted to laugh at the idea of Hook doing something so heroic, but at the sight of David’s serious face you merely took a swig of the offered flask, like the others. You caught his eye right before he turned and stepped away from the others. You followed him behind a tree.

“I heard what you did for David,” you said. He stopped and turned to face you. “Thank you, Killian.”

His smile didn’t seem to reach his eyes. “I wouldn’t leave your father to perish on this island.”

You nodded, glancing away for a moment before meeting his eye. “I must ask, did you do it to get in my sister’s good graces?”

“I thought you weren’t jealous.” His eyebrow raised.

“Answer the question,” you bit out.

His smile dropped as he met your gaze. “No, I didn’t do it for her. I did it for you. And because it was the right thing to do.”

You couldn’t help the scoff that escaped you. “So now you’re all righteous, huh?”

Hook cocked his head. “I’ve always been chivalrous,” he said. “And, well, it doesn’t take a genius to know that getting your father killed would not help my courting you.”

You chose to ignore those last few words, your smile holding no warmth. “You’re right. You are no genius,” you said.

“This doesn’t sound like a thank you,” Hook remarked, raising his eyebrows.

You let out a sigh, looking down at the ground beneath your feet. “I’m sorry.”

He scratched the nape of his neck. “Perhaps you could show me some gratitude to make it up to me.”

His gaze was dark underneath his eyelashes, his lips curling into a smirk. You thought you knew what he was implying. You wouldn’t let him get off that easily, though.

“Uh, yeah,” you said, the corners of your mouth lifting. “That was what the ’thank you’ was for.”

“Mmm,” Hook hummed. He took a step closer, so close now you could count his eyelashes. “Is that all your father’s life is worth to you?”

You rolled your eyes. “Please, you couldn’t handle it.”

“Perhaps,” he whispered, face leaning much closer to you. You could feel his breath against your skin. “It’s you who couldn’t handle it.”

Your eyes jumped between his, then to his lips. Those damned lips, curled into that damned smile. Oh Gods, why did you have to be attractive to a pirate. Without leaving any time for you to think your actions through, you took ahold of his jacket and pulled his face towards yours.

Hook let out a surprised gasp, which you swallowed into the kiss. He dragged himself closer, hand clinging to your waist. You felt his chest press hard against you as his lips moved against yours. It was harsh, quick, and angry—just like your feelings for him.

The warmth in your stomach deepened as you pressed yourself impossibly closer to him. One hand made its way into his dark hair, pulling lightly against it. He let out a deep moan at the movement, his eyes shooting open and lips pulling away for a moment.

You smiled at the sight of him, red-lipped, cheeks flushed and eyes full of desire. “Too harsh for you, captain?”

He groaned at your words, capturing your lips once more. His hook was pressing your waist against his as his hand grabbed your neck, bringing you into him. He was truly and well intoxicating.

Hook pulled away again, breath coming out in short bursts. “So I’m not good enough for your sister, but I’m good enough for you.”

You cocked your head and shrugged. “I’m not as good as she is.”

He smiled into the kiss when you pulled him closer again. His teeth captured your bottom lip lightly, but the feeling made a smile of your own erupt across your face.

“I don’t know,” Hook said. “I think you’re pretty good.”

“Killian.”

“My name has never sounded sweeter.”

“Shut up.” You rolled your eyes, smile still playing across your lips.

“With pleasure,” he murmured while pulling you close again.

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pairing: sam golbach x male reader x colby brock

request: Hello, could you write something cute with Sam and Colby? They share a boyfriend and decide to propose to him. He says yes and then they celebrate in bed, him being sandwiched between them while they say how much they love him <3

warnings: smut, pet names (just good boy), fluff, double penetration, fingering

you had been dating sam and colby for about 3 years and it was some of the best years of your life, you had met them through a mutual friend and they both immediately started flirting with you, and you liked both a lot and both wouldnt let the other have you for themselves so they just decided to date you at the same time.

it was cute at first but the overwhelming amount of kisses youd get in a day was too much but none the less you still love them so much, some days youd spend with colby and his crazy activities or youd spend the day with sam and his more calming activities but if all of you were spending a day together you'd most likely just rot in bed together cuddling and watching youtube.

colby and sam decided today was the day, they had been planning it forever and wanted to propose to you, they took you to your favorite restaurant where you devoured every plate of food, then they took you to the beach where you guys had your first date, you take in the smell of the ocean and the view before turning around to both sam and cloby on there knee with a ring in hand.

"y/n you have made us some of the happiest guys in the world everyday with your amazing personality and we want to solidify that today" colby starts the sentence "will you marry us" sam asks sweetly "yes" you immediately say pulling sam and colby up into a hug.

they both laugh and hug you back before sam slides the ring onto your finger "i love you guys" you says pulling them into a kiss "we love you too" they both say "yknow i think you guys deserve a treat of your own "like what" colby asks "wait till we get home" as soon as you finish your sentence cloby and sam are rushing to the car to get home.

when you guys enter the house you bring sam into a kiss then colby before dragging them to the bedroom "strip" you order with a snap and they quickly remove all clothes leaving them naked, as your about to take off your clothes sam and colby stop you "what" you ask "let us do it" colby says laying you onto the bed.

sam slowly slides off your pants before taking off your underwear, running his fingers along you waist and colby begins taking off your shirt as he kisses up your torso, as he pulls the shirt off he kisses you deeply "move" sam says wanting to kiss you too "wait" sam says going back to kissing you "c'monnn" sam whines watching colby have all the fun "colby, give sam a turn" you say "fine" colby scoffs pulling back too let sam finally taste your lips.

you pull out the kiss to catch your breath, sam and colby admiring your body as you huff loudly "fuck me" you lowly say "speak up for us baby" sam says kissing your neck as colbys fingers find there way to your hole, running his finger up and down it as you moan lightly.

"you want us both in you" sam asks "mhm" you whimper at the thought of both your now fiances fucking your ass "okay" colby says sucking on his fingers before putting the back over your hole "relax" colby softly says before sliding his fingers in, starting at one then adding one more then one last one.

his three fingers now plunging in and out of you as you became a moaning mess "he looks so cute" sam says to colby who was smirking at the mess he was making of you "he surely is" colby replies bringing his hand down to his boner and stroking it, he lets out a breathy chuckle.

"sam" colby calls over, sam gets up and stands next to colby as he pulls his large fingers out leaving your hole slightly open "colbyyy" you whine looking up to see why he stopped "dont worry just lay back and well handle the rest" colby says picking you and laying you on his chest, his dick grazing your ass before sam bring himself closer, his dick laying on top of your ass.

"relax you hole for us okay" colby coos cupping your face and kissing you as he slides his dick in making you moan into his mouth, colby looks at sam and nods signaling sam to go in, sam slowly slides in as too not hurt you, he fully makes it in as you moan out desperately.

sam and colby stay still for a while to let you adjust to the size "you okay" sam asks and you nod slowly, colby wraps his large hands around your waist and slides you back and forth on his and sams dick making you drop your head on his shoulder "youre so strong for us baby" colby sweetly says leaving a kiss on your cheek "yeah youre doing so good for us" sam adds on running his hand up and down your back.

"want me to go faster" colby asks "mhm" you mumble into colbys neck "cmon let us see that pretty face" sam smiles lifting you up and holding you onto his chest firmly "n-no" you say trying to hide your face from sam and colbys gaze "no dont hide you look amazing" colby says lifting you head up to look him in the eyes.

"and plus how else are we supposed to admire you if your hiding" sam says turning your head to kiss him "i love you guys so so much" you whimper putting your hands on colbys chest and bouncing up and down on their dicks "look at you being all eager for your fiances" colby says "we really did win the lottery by getting with you" sam chuckles.

"cum" you say before gasping at their dicks hitting you in just the right stop "you gonna cum for us" sam asks "yes" you say closing your eyes and dropping your head back onto sams shoulder "let it out y/n" colby says rubbing your stomach and jerking you off in a quick but delicate pace "fuck" you mummer as you cum on colbys chest "good boy" they both compliment sweetly as a smile runs across your face.

"your turn" you chuckle "okay then" colby says grabbing your things to control the movement of your hips, he brings you up and down you his and sams cock making them both moan and groan out at the feeling of their cocks rubbing together in your warm and soft walls, sam bites down on your neck as he cums in you while colby throws his head back onto the bed with a loud moan.

they slowly pull out and watch there cum fall out of you "such a beauty" sam says admiring his and colbys mixed cum in you "c'mere" colby says picking you up off his dick and laying you next to him "c'mon in here" colby says motioning sam over to lay with you, you guys slide under the covers and cuddle, sam wrapping you on his arms as colby wraps you both into his large body.

"well looks at us newly weds" you laugh "newly weds that are insanely in love" sam adds laughing "and have the best fiance in the whole wide world" colby sweetly adds kissing your forehead "we love you y/n" sam says "i know and i love you too" you says nuzzling into their arms "okay okay enough with the i love yous we gotta get to bed so we can plan this wedding" colby says "fine" sam says.

you loved sam and colby from the first time you saw them and they loved you too, so it was meant to be for you to marry them and you were glad to know you got to spend the rest of your life with them.

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Not just on Christmas

pairing: Clark Kent x M!Reader

summary: the warm sunlight filled the room, creating a cozy atmosphere as you cuddled with Clark Kent, who lay beside you shirtless, his strong frame providing comfort against the cold air outside.

a/n: request are open !

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The morning sunlight poured into the room, casting a warm golden hue that danced across the walls and filled the space with a sense of cozy serenity. The soft glow illuminated the tousled sheets and the figure of Clark Kent, his strong frame a comforting presence beside you. He was sprawled lazily across the bed, his muscular chest bare, revealing the faint line of his chain gleaming in the sunlight.

You nestled closer, the heat of his body comforting against the crisp winter air. The world outside was wrapped in white, but inside, it felt like a sanctuary. Clark stirred, his deep blue eyes fluttering open, a lazy smile creeping across his face as he met your gaze.

“Merry Christmas,” he murmured, his voice a soft rumble that sent shivers of warmth through you.

“Merry Christmas,” you replied, grinning back at him. “Best gift ever.”

He chuckled, the sound rich and sweet, and you felt your heart flutter. He shifted slightly, leaning over you, his weight resting on his forearms. Clark brushed his nose against yours playfully, his breath warm and inviting. The tenderness in his expression made it impossible not to smile.

“Are you ready for your first Christmas with me?” he asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement and a hint of mischief.

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” you said, trying to hide the exhilaration in your voice. You had always dreamed of spending a holiday like this, wrapped in warmth and affection.

“I hope I don’t disappoint,” he said, his tone mock-serious as he leaned even closer, his lips almost brushing against yours. The space between you felt electric, and he seemed to savor the moment before teasingly kissing you.

“Impossible,” you said breathlessly, your fingers finding their way to the back of his neck, tangling in his hair. “You could never disappoint.”

Clark smiled, the corners of his mouth curling up in a way that made your heart skip. “You’re too sweet,” he murmured against your lips before capturing them again, this time with a kiss that was deeper and more longing. The rest of the world faded away as you melted into the embrace, the warmth of his body enveloping you in a bubble of serenity.

After a moment, he pulled back, resting his forehead against yours. “I wanted this Christmas to be special for both of us. Just… us.”

You nodded, feeling the weight of the sentiment. “It is special. Just being here with you is more than I could ever ask for.”

He beamed, that sunshine-like smile of his lighting up the room even more. “Then let’s make it even better. Coffee and cinnamon rolls?”

“Now you’re speaking my language,” you replied with a laugh, feeling giddy at the thought of enjoying simple pleasures together. “But first… just a little longer?”

“Always,” he replied softly, his voice barely above a whisper as he shifted to lay beside you again, pulling you against him. The two of you fit together perfectly, surrounded by the warmth and coziness of the moment.

As the light shifted from golden to a softer hue, you both just held each other, collecting memories as precious as the gifts beneath the tree. And in that moment, nothing else mattered—only the bliss of Christmas morning wrapped in the arms of someone you loved deeply.

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