The Next Chapter

[Killian Jones]

Emma?

WHO'S EMMA? I ONLY SEE YOU

She was finally allowing all her concerns to ebb away as she began to join in the flirtatious teasing, building that playful mood that they once had. Only this time, they were far more sober. As she spoke of how he had plucked her hair tie, and then entertained the thought of wondering what else he could quickly pluck off . . . well, it gave him rather enjoyable mental images.

He leaned toward her, keeping their pace, but taking advantage of the opportunity to offer some words in return. His lowered his head as his lips moved close to her ear. "You need not wonder much longer, love," he said in a low voice. "Though I think there will be less plucking and more, tearing," he suggestively stated, simultaneously raising his hook a bit so that she could see exactly what he meant by that . . . and what method he planned to use to achieve it.

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Tink allowed herself to slow down a little so that she could listen to Hook's words when he spoke to her. The things that he had said made her knees nearly go weak. To make sure that she didn't trip and hurt herself, she stopped walking for a moment, and allowed her eyes to drift to his hook as showed it to her, giving her a hint that something she was wearing would likely be torn off by it.

It hit her like a bolt of lightning. Now everything was coming back to her, all of the fun the two of them had together.. the fact that she would never enjoy herself more than she did with Hook..and lastly, the part where she couldn't resist the pirate. There was something about him, and something about that hook that just lured her in.. There was a huge amount of sexiness about him, and she couldn't deny it. "No doubt... good thing i'm not wearing anything sentimental," she mused as she looked up in to her eyes..her own glinting with playful flirtyness. "I'll race you."

Only a moment later, she darted off toward the bed and breakfast, giggling as she rushed down the sidewalk.

[Killian Jones]

Emma?

WHO'S EMMA? I ONLY SEE YOU

She spoke of how it was a good thing she wasn't wearing anything sentimental. The fact that she was playing along . . . well, this was precisely why he had sought her out. Why he knew that she was the person he wanted, the person he needed. "Indeed. For it would not survive the night," he assured her. The bed and breakfast could not come soon enough.

Yet as if she could somehow sense his impatience -- or whether she was being playful -- she suggested racing there, and quickly darted off toward their destination. He stopped walking and just watched her for a few moments. A small smile formed on his lips. Not one of crudeness or perversion, but a genuine small smile. For in all his heartache, Tinkerbell managed to make him forget, bringing forth her playfulness which he was often enticed by. In Neverland, and especially now. Realizing that by not moving, he was not getting closer, he began to follow her in a bit of a jog rather than speedy run. He grew nearer to her, asking her a question when he was within earshot. "What do I get if I win?" He asked curiously, smirking at all the possible answers.

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Tinkerbell happened to glance behind her, noticing that not only was Hook not following just yet..but that he was actually smiling. This was what she intended.. She wanted him to smile, and it was working. With a small laugh, she was rushing off again. When he caught up to her, and asked her what he'd get if he won, she feigned a sigh. "You won't have to worry about that.. 'cause you're not gonna win.." With yet another playful smile, she blew him a  kiss, and shrunk in to her fairy form, and then flew the rest of the way to the b&b, leaving a glittery yellow trail in her wake.

Just before she reached the stairs, she returned to her normal form, and placed her hands on her hips. "Hook? Are you coming, or what? I'm starting to think you don't want me.." She fluttered her lashes as she held her hands behind her back, giving him an incredibly fake innocent look. He couldn't be mad at her cheating! He was a pirate, after all.

[Killian Jones]

Emma?

WHO'S EMMA? I ONLY SEE YOU

She told him that he wasn't going to win, and was about to accept the challenge . . . when she suddenly transformed into her fairy form and zipped off in front of him. He slowed to a stop and just stared at the trail she left behind her. It was enough to cause his lips to curve into another smile. "Well played, Fairy," he commended, even if she couldn't hear him. With that, he returned to a jog to ensure she wasn't waiting long. That, and he was eager to get there and be alone with her.

When he got there, she was standing at the bottom of the stairs, teasing him for taking so long and suggesting that he didn't want her. And she was casting him a rather innocent look. One that made her look all the more desirable, not that she was looking anything less. He stepped toward her, hardly leaving any space between them so as he stepped forward, it caused her to step back, until her back was against the wall.

He raised his hand, pressing it against one side of the wall so that his arm would stop her from moving, as was his body now that it was pressed against her. He didn't care if anyone came in and saw them. He was far beyond caring . . . not that he also planned to do too much outside of the privacy of the room. His eyes gleamed with desire and lust, making sure she had no doubt about how much he wanted her in this moment. "I may have to be more persuasive then," he told her, his eyes piercing her with intent longing.

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Tink stepped backward as he moved closer toward her until she was against a wall of the b&b. As he pressed his body against her's, she realized there was no questioning of if he had really wanted her or not.. she could feel it quite easily how much he desired her in that moment. She was going to be playful again by ducking under his arm and skittering in to the b&b, but he was so close against her that she couldn't move without getting stuck.

Her mouth was suddenly dry, so she licked her lips as she gazed in to his eyes. Okay..maybe it meant a little more than simply her needing to wet her lips. "Well I guess the final question is then.. my room, or yours?" Of course this didn't matter.. Really whichever one was closer would suffice. "By the way..what do I get for winning?" she asked with a slight breathlessness to her voice.

[Killian Jones]

Emma?

WHO'S EMMA? I ONLY SEE YOU

He watched her intently as she used her tongue to wet her lips, finding every action she did right now intensify his need for her. He locked his gaze onto hers, even while she spoke, questioning which room they would be going to. Her following question however about what she she would get for winning, was what he responded to first.

He leaned forward, his lips just barley touching hers, enough to feel how moist hers were due to her recent actions. Instead of properly kissing her though, he just spoke. "Why tell you when I can better show you," he stated, a devious smile on his lips.

He then slowly moved back, giving her the space to move. He lowered his hand from the wall and extended it forward. "Lead the way, love," he told her, following her as they began to make their way up the stairs. Finally. It was not much longer now. Thus far, she was doing a wonderful job in distracting him from all else . . . and now, it was only going to get better.

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She rather wished that they could have gotten away with just taking each other right there against the building, but she supposed that would be in incredibly bad form.. not to mention it would be breaking several rules and fairy laws. The idea was tempting..but it was probably for the best that she didn't test Emma or Blue right now. "You've got yourself a deal." When he moved, she stepped away from him, and in to the b&b..she had chosen her room, because it was much closer to the entrance.

She led the way, as he directed, and she unlocked her door using magic since she had accidentally left her key at the diner. Once the door was open, she stepped inside, and waited until Hook was in to shut and lock the door behind him. She turned so that she was facing him, and she stepped closer, looking up in to his eyes, fixating her gaze on his.. The two of them had a lot of pent up tension between them because of their past.. not to mention they both had problems and needed each other right now. So now, there was only one thing left to say...

"Don't think that you have to be gentle..." She wanted him to let it all out.. His lust, his anger, his passion..everything. She wanted to be his outlet.

[Killian Jones]

Emma?

WHO'S EMMA? I ONLY SEE YOU

He silently followed her as she led them to her room. Good. She even used magic to open the door so that they didn't have to be bothered with keys and such. He stepped inside after her, she closed the door behind them . . . and then she said a single phrase that greatly intrigued him. She spoke of how he didn't have to be gentle. There was a time to be gentle and go slowly, and tonight was not such an instance. Not when the both of them were trying to forget their lives.

He looked at her, feeling an overwhelming burning of lust take over his body as he began to move toward her. Closer and closer, eventually closing the distance between them as he stood directly in front of her. Now, they were alone. And she was telling him things that he just had to react to. "Very well," he stated, accepting her offer. With that he moved forward, hungrily kissing her lips with his own in a frenzy of passion. As he did so, he moved forward, moving her back until they reached a table in the room. Uncaring of the contents on it, he lifted her up on it, pulling his lips away only to push her down so that her back and upper body was against it.

He moved and parted her legs so that her feet rested on the edge of the table. His hand then went to his trousers, quickly unfastening them as his breathing already grew heavier. He didn't bother taking off their clothes, or building the moment. He needed her right this second, whether she was ready for it or not. So once he freed himself, he immediately pushed into her in one strong motion, causing him to exhale in pure pleasure of finally being inside of her and finding his outlet for every emotion that consumed him tonight.

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She got exactly what she had asked for. When Hook kissed her, she allowed him to back her against the table that had once been filled with a couple of glasses that had fell to he ground and broke with a satisfying shattering sound. There wasn't a bother this time around about pulling off one another's clothes.. this wasn't a love making session..this was a release. This was the two of them forgetting everything.. and it was certainly working for her when he moved her on the table and parted her legs.

She clutched the sides of the table that she could reach, and it seemed like it only took a moment before he was thrusting in to her. She didn't even know he had time to unfasten his pants. "Hook!" She cried out in pleasure. Her head fell back against the table and she panted heavily as her legs moved to hook over his arms. This is what she needed.. to be thrown on the table and ravaged.. and this is what Hook had needed as well. Her body was on fire as his hips pounded against her's.

[Killian Jones]

Emma?

WHO'S EMMA? I ONLY SEE YOU

Hearing the way she cried out his name in the height of pleasure, further encouraged his actions. It was what he needed to hear right now; that he was wanted. Even in this state of lustful passion. That someone could say his name with such need, and that he could do something to fulfill that need. For it had all failed him with the woman he loved. Yet his mind was not on Emma right now.

Tinkerbell had done a rather remarkable job in helping him forget tonight. His actions continued as he thrust harder and deeper into her, picking up the pace as he felt desperate to find his release. His hand went to her center, feeling what he could near her sensitive skin around where their bodies were joined. The sensation of being inside of her was beyond enjoyable as he felt his body fill with sheer pleasure, striving to find that euphoric bliss. Which was becoming more and more evident in how he picked up the momentum, each thrust causing a small grunt to emit from deep within his throat.

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This was not their first time. In fact, the first time that they had engaged in such activities was in Neverland, and it was far more gentle than it had been this time. However, this is exactly how she needed it..the rougher, the better. It meant that he was blowing off all of the steam he needed to feel better.. and she was gaining the benefits of it as well. Not to mention, he was doing an excellent job at relieving the fairy's stress as well.

Her toes pointed and then curled inside of her light green ballerina style shoes as her legs spread wider on their own accord. She was absolutely filled with pleasure as he took her in such a predatory manner. Nothing mattered anymore..there might as well have been no one in the world aside from the two of them now.. which meant that Tink wasn't holding back in her cries of pleasure. His name was on her lips as she let out soft screams while she grasped and clawed at the table, leaving small marks with her nails. 

[Killian Jones]

Emma?

WHO'S EMMA? I ONLY SEE YOU

Each cry of pleasure she released, encouraged and provoked his actions. For he truly enjoyed hearing them and wanted to keep letting the sound fill the room. He also decided that he wanted to see her, fully see her, not merely clad in the dress she wore. He leaned over her a little more, without losing his position and thus momentum in his actions, and moved the tip of his hook, slightly tucking it in the top of her dress.

He then skillfully pulled it down, ripping the dress in one quick gesture -- unlike the slow pace he had done it at in Neverland. He lacked the patience and control for that right now. And this time, he tore it from the front. His skill came into play for he had ensured not to cut her skin while doing this. He'd had this hook for many, many years after all; he was quite equipped in how to use it for many purposes.

Once the dress was opened, he pushed the fabric aside as he found a way to stifle any sounds from releasing his own mouth, wanting to put it to better use. He leaned over her a little more, capturing one of her now exposed breasts in his mouth, suckling it hungrily as he used his tongue and teeth to caress and tease the sensitive and intimate area, while he continued to push into her, still desperate to find his release.

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Tink wasn't afraid of the hook. In fact, she found that there was something about it that made her even more turned on.. perhaps because she knew what it could do. That's why, when he lowered it to her chest to tear her dress, she became even more worked up instead of nervous. Once the dress was completely torn to where he wanted it, she adjusted slightly so that he would have an easier time pulling it away.

The moment she felt his lips latch on to her breast, she gasped and arched her back upward, encouraging him to keep going. She was already so close, and although she didn't realize it, she was showing just how much she was enjoying herself. The euphoria was causing her skin to take on a soft, but noticeable glow. She lifted her hands, and clutched his shirt, tearing it open with strength that she only had when she was in such a heightened state of bliss. She wanted to make him forget his heartache..and she wanted to show him that for right now, she was his completely.

[Killian Jones]

Emma?

WHO'S EMMA? I ONLY SEE YOU

He felt her body arch up which brought her closer to him and shifted the angle in which he was currently inside of her . . . in a rather pleasurable way. He wasn't sure what had prompted him to open his eyes, but he did, keeping his mouth working against her skin, but noticed the glow she began to emit. Definitely a good sign. He closed his eyes once more, focusing entirely on how he was working her body, and how she was affecting his own. Her hands moved to rip his shirt open, which was a welcome gesture for it allowed him to feel a bit cooler as he felt rather hot from their actions.

His hand gripped her thigh tightly, uncaring of how deep her fingers were pressing into her skin. He latched on tighter to her, feeling himself growing close to his release which was evident not only by his throbbing but with the quickening of speed and the way his mouth reacted to non verbally indicate he was close to finding that peak of pleasure. And even in this ravenous state of pounding her against the table, he still wanted her to reach that height of bliss with him.

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