#a silverhook tale

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NEW TALE: Silly Love Songs - A SilverHook Tale

Wishing the beautiful and talented @donteattheappleshook a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here is some SilverHook to help you celebrate, my darling friend. But more importantly, William Scarlet is here too, being all... William Scarlet...

(and thank you to @elizabeethan who fixed all my grammar. you are an angel.)

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“I was asked not to give a speech today,” William gestured casually to Emma as she pressed her hands to her face, red with embarrassment. “But, I never listen,” he took a swing of the expensive champagne he had browbeat her into supplying- it’s your wedding you hussy, you need to serve the good stuff- before becoming utterly serious, his voice bellowing now from the podium he had commandeered from Belle, her golden dress shimmering as if in mild exasperation, as she stood to the left of the low stage. 

“Dearly beloved,” he started and Killian sputtered into his glass, “we have come together on this day, to drink free booze, and to celebrate a miracle.” 

His audience tittered, laughter tinkling like the light clinking of crystal which preceded William’s overthrowing of the stage moments before as Emma hid behind her hands.

“I met Emma Swan,” he paused for dramatic effect, “sorry, sorry, I forgot why we’re all here,” he held his free hand up in placation, “Emma Jones,” they tittered again, “long before she met Killian.” 

“Oh no,” Emma whispered, turning her face to rest her chin on her new husband’s shoulder. 

“And while I have a fair number of good stories about those days, that’s not why we’re here,” Emma sighed in relief, “I was there that night, The Night, as it were,” William had settled into storytelling mode and had, as usual, wrapped his audience up with his tale. “In fact, Emma! I almost forgot!” He feigned shock and turned once more to Emma, and she buried her face deeper into Killian’s neck, “aren’t you glad you didn’t have a quarter on you?” 

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WIP Wednesday: Silly Love Songs - A SilverHook Tale

The countdown to my bestie's birthday is on!! Only 6 more days until we celebrate the beautiful and fabulous @donteattheappleshook's birthday (and her birthday fic gets released!).

This is a modern au SilverHook in which William Scarlet is actually the main character and everyone else is just part of his show - he's sassy and totes adorable. You'll love him (I hope!).

Happy almost birthday my darling friend!!

Here's a sneak peek...

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“I was asked not to give a speech today,” William gestured casually to Emma as she pressed her hands to her face, red with embarrassment. “But, I never listen,” he took a swing of the expensive champagne he had browbeat her into supplying- it’s your wedding you hussy, you need to serve the good stuff- before becoming utterly serious, his voice bellowing now from the podium he had commandeered from Belle, her golden dress shimmering as if in mild exasperation, as she stood to the left of the low stage. 

“Dearly beloved,” he started and Killian sputtered into his glass, “we have come together on this day, to drink free booze, and to celebrate a miracle.” 

His audience tittered, laughter tinkling like the light clinking of crystal which preceded William’s overthrowing of the stage moments before as Emma hid behind her hands.

“I met Emma Swan,” he paused for dramatic effect, “sorry, sorry, I forgot why we’re all here,” he held his free hand up in placation, “Emma Jones,” they tittered again, “long before she met Killian.” 

“Oh no,” Emma whispered, turning her face to rest her chin on her new husband’s shoulder. 

“And while I have a fair number of good stories about those days, that’s not why we’re here,” Emma sighed in relief, “I was there that night, The Night, as it were,” William had settled into storytelling mode and had, as usual, wrapped his audience up with his tale. “In fact, Emma! I almost forgot!” He feigned shock and turned once more to Emma, and she buried her face deeper into Killian’s neck, “aren’t you glad you didn’t have a quarter on you?” 

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Coming January 17th, 2023

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tales from the cutting room floor - a CS collection

This next WIP is actually a little bit special to me, in that it's the first Silverhook Tale I ever wrote. It stalled out on me, but it's quite lovely and angsty and everything in between. It's a time travel-esque tale which spans the gap between the first Dark Curse and Emma showing up in Storybrooke.

I suppose it could be considered a Captain Swan Tale, but... you all know my love for SH, so let's leave it there, eh?

Hands of Time - A Silverhook Tale

Summary - What if the Black Fairy's Curse was a little bit different? Killian gets thrown back through time, desperate to find Emma and fix the render between the realms which the Black Fairy's Curse caused. But while he fights his way back to Emma Swan's side- his wife- time keeps rolling on, something he's never had to be too concerned with before...

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WIP Wednesday: Golden - A SilverHook Tale

Part Two {coming soon}

Because I could not leave it alone... Read Part One here ♥️

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“Bugger,” the key scraped against the lock, light and flighty as though it was teasing him. His tongue poked out the side of his mouth, concentrating harder as if sheer stubbornness would get him to her faster. 

His pocket buzzed, and he grunted at the interruption, closing one eye in an attempt at better aim. It took a handful more tries, curing under his breath while the silent anger of his cell phone thummed as if alive in the back pocket of his jeans. 

Rob would no doubt be looking for him, annoyed that he’d left, or perhaps worried as to where he had gotten to, disappearing out the back entrance, jacket abandoned in the booth, hailing a cab and returning to the apartment he hadn’t wanted to leave in the first place. 

“Ah ha,” he grinned, turning the knob quickly, the smell of cranberry candles- I don’t care if it’s not Christmas yet, babe, I’m burning it- hanging softly in the air. They had gone shopping, him smiling indulgently as she skipped around Bath & Body Works, thrusting bottles and jars into his face- smell this one!- asking which he preferred. When the dozens of overly scented products had started to smell the same, he had pulled her to him, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, her hands occupied holding three different soaps, and pressed a kiss to her mouth, tasting her smile under his lips. 

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Lover - A SilverHook Tale

Lover is a Modern AU SilverHook Tale, which started out as a cute little One Shot (as they all do) but became something a little bit… more....

Silver Killian by the wonderful and talented @k-leemac

Thank you to my besties for beta'ing this - I love you both, @elizabeethan & @donteattheappleshook

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“What does this mean?” Her dad’s confusion added to the awfulness of the whole situation, and Leo seized the moment, popping up from the table and sliding to his father’s side, crashing into him at the shoulder in his haste to see what all the fuss was about.

Could you die from embarrassment? Emma felt the blood start to pool at her feet, perhaps she could pass out and they would all forget about this?

“That’s a dong!”

“Shut up!” Emma hissed, suddenly 17 again with a six year old brother accusing her of farting at the table with her date sitting beside her.

“Why would you send dad a dong?”

“I didn’t-”

“But you did.”

“Leo, enough!” her mother was bright red, second hand embarrassment radiating off of her.

“That wasn’t meant for Dad!”

“How do you get your boyfriend and your dad mixed up?” Leo wheezed, breathing laboured through the peels of laughter at her expense.

“I-” 

She knew exactly how. She knew this would happen, it was almost part of the fun, but she hadn’t actually wanted it to, nor had she considered being in the same room as her family when it did. 

She still hadn’t died or passed out… 

They were all staring at her, wide eyed and unamused except for Leo who looked as if he might die of happiness any moment. 

“So,” her little brother piped up- he’s your younger brother, love, trust me, it matters, aye?- smile widening as whatever question he had thought up bubbled to the surface. “When do we get to meet dong dude?” Her mother gasped in horror and smacked him on the back of the head, but the abolishment did little to tame the glee which still sat on his face. 

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Coming Soon: Lover - A SilverHook Tale

This started out as a cute little One Shot (as they all do) but it's become something a little bit... more.

(thank you to @k-leemac for the SH art - I love it more than I can say!)

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Emma Nolan was playing a dangerous game. 

He had been telling her that for ages, voice rough in the soft light of morning as she whispered her game into his skin, teeth nipping at his shoulder while she giggled and pressed firmly into him, warning her that something like this would happen. 

But she couldn’t stop herself; the thrill of it rushed through her as she kept the two men entirely separated by a few letters in the contacts of her phone. Even with the near constant threat of mixing up messages that loomed over her, she would smirk and type out a message to her boyfriend- I’m a bit old for that title, love- a mixture of text and emojis which would have him squinting in annoyance at her message, flushing deeply to the tips of his ears as he deciphered the explicit hieroglyphics she had sent him. 

She had teased him, it was so easy to do, laying draped across his back in their Boston apartment before the accident which uprooted both of their lives- as she groaned against the light streaming in through the curtains he insisted on leaving open- years of Royal Navy service, darling- which shone bright across her face, that while he may not be old enough to be her father, he was old enough to be her daddy. He’d grumbled and growled and called her a pervert, but the small secret smile which he tried desperately to hide between his teeth gave him away and she sucked a mark into his shoulder. 

Fine- she smirked as his hand connected solidly with her ass, a loud crack through the quiet room- we do need to move at some point, my love- pushing the quilt off herself, feet curling at the shock of the cold floor under her- you can be my man-friend instead.

He had tackled her, blunted wrist tight against her middle- that sounds like a dog- hauling her back to the nest of blankets before pressing her beneath him, ignoring the chirping of her alarm. 

That had been over three years ago, and while he still grumbled about it every so often, he had stayed that way in her contacts, making her smile each time a message pinged across her screen. 

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WIP Wednesday: Golden - A SilverHook Tale

A Modern SilverHook Tale {Coming Soon-ish}

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She was something remarkable he hadn’t hoped to even wish for, seated at the bar of a too cool lounge, nursing an Old Fashioned and feeling that way himself. You’re too young to be lonely- set up on a blind date with a friend of a friend, Killian had sighed and allowed his gaze to wander the bar.

She hadn’t been there to meet him, but such as with everything magical in the world, he had found her regardless. He texted Belle while Emma was at the bar ordering another round- do you want a gin and tonic? They make the best ones here- an apology that he wouldn’t be able to make the date she had kindly set up, and to pass his regrets on to the lady. They had sat together, glassware littered across the table as she taught him to catch the olives she tossed in the air, the muted light above the corner booth comfortable and concealing, and he had thought it a one time thing. But she took his phone and texted herself- there, now you have to call me- a smirk on her lovely face. And he did, the next morning, eager and happy, a new feeling he was afraid of getting used to.

She’d blown into his world, stubborn and beautiful and tenacious, a siren his old worn heart had not a hope of resisting. Not that he had wanted to. He would have given her anything she wished, still would in fact, but the strange truth of her want for only him warmed his heart.

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NEW CHAPTER! The Wreck of Our Hearts - A SilverHook Tale

Chapter Two

He didn’t know her, but his soul did, and the twenty years that lay between them was suddenly nothing at all…

Cannon Divergent - Season 4 Finale

A SilverHook take on Operation Mongoose (aka Deckhand Hook)

For Maddie, you know why ❤

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Tell me more about this reality of yours- his fingers, calloused from time and labour and the hardness of the world, trailed slowly across her ribs as she sighed, relaxing into the feel of him, sure and strong and hers again for the moment.

“Tell me” his breath warm on her face, “about us, you say we are close, aye?” His eyebrow ticked familiarly upwards while the smirk which slid easily across his face was one she had kissed countless times before.

“Yes, very,” Emma shifted, naked and damp from the bath, skin warm against his as she lay across his chest, the smattering of silver through his beard scratching lightly under her nails as she stroked down his jaw.

He had lain beside her, unsure and careful until she had wrapped a hand around his neck, hair toying against her fingertips- you need a haircut- like it had the last time, three nights ago on the Jolly, they had been like this. She had carded her hands through his hair, tugging lightly as she gasped his name, his mouth on her skin, heart thudding in her chest with the overwhelmingness of the words crashing around inside of her.

She offered to cut it, sweat covered and breathless, having collapsed on top of him, his grin at her throat- hush, Swan, you’ll wake the whole town- voice rasped and teasing. She sassed him back, still curled on his chest, content for the moment to simply be held by him- that’s rich- remembering back to the time Granny caught them at the inn.

He hummed, caressing the shell of her ear as he slid a curl back across her shoulder- I’m starting to get jealous of the other me- the sound settling deeper into her battered soul. His hand continued it’s journey skirting down her arm, turning her wrist up and over, inspecting the still raw skin from where the manacles had held her in that tower.

“They don’t hurt anymore,” she whispered at his frown, his eyes worried, brows pulled down in concern.

He hummed again, a sound she had heard before, a gruff denial of whatever it was she was trying to convince him of- you don’t need to walk me back, you know, I’m pretty sure I can find the loft by myself- as he placed a soft kiss above the angry red lines.

“We should wrap them again,” he murmured, pulling away from her to rise from the safety of their nest, the fire crackling still at the corner of the room, warm watery shadows spread across the ceiling. He was back in a moment, a wrap of linen in his hand, the ointment he had applied on the Jolly tucked securely in his palm. She hadn’t realized he’d brought it with him, though she should have known, should have anticipated he would look after her, even here with no memory of who she was or what they were.

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i know youre working on it (and i am trying to be patient) but can i have a wreck spoiler? pretty please?

*peeks out from my writing corner*

hello! yes! i am working on it - its being a bit stubborn, but... so am i so i guess it jives.

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The Wreck of our Hearts (Chapter Two - coming soon)

The words had left him, all that remained was the melody of time lost to the swell of the sea. A long forgotten tune rumbled through his chest as she clung to him; the siren who had saved him from drowning.

“You've never sung for me before,” she whispered against the scratch of his throat, he wished sharply that he had shaved, that he had known, that they could be whatever it was that she knew them to be.

“A travesty, my darling,” his nose dragged down her throat, burrowing into the hollow of her collarbone, the scent of soap mingling with the memory of their time on the sea. “When you get home, you ought to demand it.”

She hummed once more in agreement against the front of his shoulder- I’ll tell him you said so- while her hands continued their exploration of his back, the fingers on her right hand stroking the long healed wound from a time without her once again.

It was sunken against her palm, jagged and angry despite having healed decades before. She met his eyes before ducking to place a slow kiss against the old wound. He breath hitched, as it did each time she kissed him like this, hours into the night, tucked together in a bed that wasn’t their own, candle light suffusing the space around them in a watery glow which shimmered and danced across the ceiling. We’ll be here a while, love- his voice had rumbled against her cheek as she rested on his chest- if you insist on knowing about each one- fingers tracing nonsensical patterns through the coarse hair, silver in the faint light, though still as coarse and thick as she knew it to be. She had found a scar, low on his ribcage when he settled between her thighs, her hands grazing up and down his skin, fingers stopping abruptly upon finding a new addition to his collection of pain which others had imparted on him throughout his life.

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WIP Wednesday: The Wreck of Our Hearts

Chapter Two {coming soon}

He didn’t know her, but his soul did, and the twenty years that lay between them was suddenly nothing at all…

Cannon Divergent - Season 4 Finale

A SilverHook take on Operation Mongoose (aka Deckhand Hook)

For Maddie, you know why ❤

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I can almost remember what it felt like to hold you- his breath shook with the effort it took to convey what he needed to before he lost himself within her. Hair falling into his eyes as he held himself above her, skin warm and humid, beads of moisture gathered at the hollow of his throat, and she raised up to swipe her tongue across them, salty and familiar as his pained question rumbled against her lips- how could I forget that? His voice was husky now, raw with an emotion which felt so unfamiliar in his chest the words burned as he released them- how could I forget you?

Her eyes were glassy as he spoke, and she swallowed the tidal wave of worry which threatened to engulf her, what if this was it for them, what if they never got home, would they be enough here, together? She had retraced their steps through this life they had lived without each other, was it a week or thirty years? It didn’t matter and a tear escaped, rolling down her cheek quickly, tickling her throat as it drew a watery line down her skin.

“My darling,” he bent to kiss her, lips settling at the base of her throat, retracing the track her heartbreak had left while she watched the slip of near-memory pass across his face as she combed her fingers through his hair.

He knew her.

His heart knew her.

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TIT Thursday: Into The Ocean - A SilverHook Tale

{coming soon}

In celebration of Things I'm Typing Thursday, here's a... thing... I'm typing... 🤷🏼‍♀️😘

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They had come for him at nightfall, when the sun had crested against the horizon, meeting the water in a blaze of.

Red Sky at Night...

Killian gritted his teeth, the blow from the butt of the dagger smarting his ribs as he hauled himself against the pull of the tide. The island was still in front of him, looming out of the water as a large creature from the depths.

Bloody cowards, he thought furiously as his feet kicked angrily, beating out a ferocious rhythm through the swell of the sea. He had felt suddenly so very small, insignificant and alone- aye aye, Captain- they had snarled in his face, whipped into a frenzy by a lone man, a snake of a human. Outnumbered and most certainly outmaneuvered, he had no recourse but to survive, again, and commit to memory the burning faces of the crew who were no longer his.

He hadn’t turned to watch her leave, the snap of the familiar sails lost among the swelling depth of the waves as he started towards shore. There had been no time for sentiment, no room for indulgent pity.

Not yet.

There would be time for all of that on shore.

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WIP Wednesday: The Wreck of our Hearts - A SilverHook Tale

Chapter Two {Coming Soon}

He didn’t know her, but his soul did, and the twenty years that lay between them was suddenly nothing at all…

Cannon Divergent - Season 4 Finale

A SilverHook take on Operation Mongoose (aka Deckhand Hook)

For Maddie, you know why ❤

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“Let’s see if you can get yourself out of this one then, love,” he smirked as he secured her again, the dinner from Granny’s lay hot and ready, not unlike herself, at the table of his quarters. He’d stood then, shrugging on the robe she had bought him- so you don’t scare the neighbours in the morning- after he had answered her teasing query of what pirates slept in, stretching before settling into the chair facing her.

“Don’t you dare,” she groaned, fingers searching against the twists of rope for the loose end which would free her immediately.

“You seemed to require a bit more… incentive,” he smirked as his hook opened the container of her onion rings, “perhaps this,” he plucked one from the white styrofoam and held it up so she could glare at him again, “will do the trick.”

“Ugh, bloody pirate,” Emma groused, naked and flushed, tongue poking out the side of her mouth in concentration.

He had eaten three more before she’d managed to find the right end, scrambling off the bed gracelessly and throwing herself at him, growling- you’re in for it now, pirate- as he laughed and caught her. He had fed her then, between mouthfuls of rum straight from the bottle, as she sat curled on his lap.

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Into the Ocean - A SilverHook Tale

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The sails appeared on the horizon at midday. She watched them, white against the dark of the sea, growing larger and larger with each passing hour. Hope- a dangerous thing that, my pet- swelled in her heart at the sight.

They hadn’t stayed however, had only come within the reach of the shoals, white tipped waves frothing against the rocks hidden below, and were gone by nightfall.

“Curious,” Emma whispered, palms pressed into the glass as she traced the silhouette of the ship while it glided away across the sea.

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TIT Thursday: The Wreck of Our Hearts - A SilverHook Tale

Part Two {coming soon}

He didn’t know her, but his soul did, and the twenty years that lay between them was suddenly nothing at all…

Cannon Divergent - Season 4 Finale

A SilverHook take on Operation Mongoose (aka Deckhand Hook)

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The shine of the blade, the surprise on the young lad's face and the brief flicker of worry that perhaps he would be left to his fate. The sharp metal had pressed harder into his throat- take her from me then, Deckhand- as the captain sneered at him, the boy stiff with fear.

Killian had not been permitted a blade on the Jolly, not since that shameful night, the scent of the rain still sharp in his nose as the memory hung around him, cold and frigid, an always present reminder of that which he had gambled. And lost.

I had a good teacher.

They had banished him, taunting and cruel, into the bowels of his beloved Jolly. They had left him to huddle, a broken shell of what he had been, against the hull. The first night was the worst, as it had been when he was a child on Silver’s ship, hunched against the pain and desperate longing which wrecked at his heart. Liam had been with him then, his champion against the dark.

You.

The word was so simple, yet so very complicated. This boy, with the familiar eyes and a smirk which fit into his memory, this boy had inspired a moment of sheer _, something he had given up on so many years ago when he had become a slave again to a cruel man, a servant on a ship, a trade, his life for another’s.

The taste of the memory was bitter and he swallowed against it each day.

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{NEW} The Wreck of Our Hearts - A SilverHook Tale

Chapter One

He didn’t know her, but his soul did, and the twenty years that lay between them was suddenly nothing at all…

Cannon Divergent - Season 4 Finale

A SilverHook take on Operation Mongoose (aka Deckhand Hook)

For Maddie, you know why ❤

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“Where’s your rum?” Emma teased, the taste of goat milk strong and sour on her palate. They were safe for now, the dragon vanquished, though they all knew the winged beast was only the start of their adventure. He was different here. Not simply older, though he was certainly that, hair streaked through with grey. Hard-earned lines crossed his still handsome face, though they certainly were not from laughter - that knowledge sat heavily in the pit of her stomach. What had happened to him? She wondered, watching him from the corner of her eye as he captained the ship he had loved for more than two centuries, a vessel which was as much a  stranger to him as she was.

“Old bones, love,” he smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes the way it should, and her heart lurched once more. The sunlight cut across his face much the same way it always had, the angles of his jaw casting shadows deep as fathoms. But there was an air of tiredness to him now, the grey peppering through his beard aging him less than the sag of his shoulders, weary with not only the time which stretched  now between them, but for a life he was never meant to have lived without her. A step closer and she inhaled the familiar scent of him, something Gold and the author hadn’t been able to replace. The Jolly swayed familiarly beneath her feet as she hung on to the rope above her head while Henry came back up to the deck- can I sail her now?- and she watched him once more with her son.

Anger flared in her chest, hot and snapping like a caged beast. Why had they done this to him? She watched as this strange altered version of her fearsome pirate smiled wearily at her son, the bond which had grown and blossomed between them over the last months now a shadow of what they were.

Where does that leave us? she worried, the Jolly humming to life as Killian grasped the helm once more, chafed wrists painful now that the adrenaline of escape ebbed from her blood, but it would wait, and she stood against the rail, solid and familiar, watching the sun settle low on the sea.

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TIT Thursday : The Wreck of Our Hearts - A SilverHook Tale

A New Tale, coming soon

He didn’t know her, but his soul did, and the twenty years which lay between them was suddenly nothing at all…

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He needed her more than he needed to breathe. Wrapping an arm around her, boneless and floating as she was- come, darling, you’re getting cold- Killian managed to sit them up, fighting against the slick bottom of the tub- don’t leave me, Killian, please- her voice was quiet, still tucked into his neck. He kissed her shoulder then, skin slippery with rose oil, and swore he never would- I’m here, Emma. He coaxed her out of the cooling water, standing naked and dripping on the worn wooden floor as she shivered beside him, wringing her hair into the discarded water and dancing on the balls of her feet trying to stay warm.

She cocked her head at him- are you joining me?- a slender hand reaching for him as glowing with oil, skin like gold in the firelight.

“Aye,” he hardly recognized his voice, deep and graveled as it was, like the threat of a coming storm on the sea, thunder and wind and darkness.

Instinct made him react. Emma lurched to the side and he slid an arm around her waist to keep her upright, but she was still dewy from the bath, her skin oiled and slippery and he caught her before she hit the floor, his hand cupped securely around her left breast. They stood still for a moment, before she collapsed further into him, body limp with laughter as he grumbled, embarrassed, across her shoulder, urging her to stand up, apologizing profusely though still unable to let go of her chest- there’s the pirate I know- as she hiccupped and giggled her feet unable to find purchase on the soaking wet floor while her body shook with laughter.

He gave up trying to right her choosing instead to gather her to him, wrapping his blunted wrist under her knees and hoisting her up- oh my God, Killian! Put me down!- her arms going instantly around his neck- I’ve carried rum barrels heavier than you, love. Her face shuddered for a moment, a shadow of something sad and mournful crossing her eyes before she managed to chase it away, giggled again- you grabbed my boob.

"Eloquent, darling," he crossed the floor carefully, stepping over the wet planks until he reached the second bedroom. A rush of heat swept through him, leaving the bare skin of his back rippling with a faint shiver of chills. The room was cool, away from the heat of the fire, but the deep nest of blankets was one of the most enticing sights he had seen in his long lifetime; paling only to the warm solid weight of Emma, with her face buried in his chest as she inhaled deeply before nipping his throat and sucked small marks onto his skin.

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