A Broken Heart That's Still Beating

[Katalina Watson]

How can I help you To say goodbye, it's okay to hurt and it's okay to cry  let me hold you  I will try ### WORDS TAG Killian OUFITlink BLABLA

. Katalina wasn't sure what to think of the current situation after Killian told her own judgement, because it was her judgement that brought her into his quarters. She was trying to be the best a friend could be, and she'd never held onto friends for nearly as long as Killian had been in her life. Granted, their first initial meet was brutal for her, and they hadn't really gotten along in the beginning, he was still her only friend. So now here they were talking about doing something that she knew a friend should stop. Katalina knew she should leave before either of them made a fatal mistake in their relationship. That would be the right thing to do. Don't say anything, Katalina. Just walk out the door. He'll understand in the morning why you walked out on him. Phrased like that, it made it sound worse than what they had seeemed to be considering. Even after Killian responded to her question. Before Kat had a chance to say anything, Killian's lips were pressed against hers and they were kissing. She returned the kiss automatically, her mind going numb to the impact for a moment and then as part of her was shouting protests in her mind, another part told her to just go along with it. He dropped the rum and deepened the kiss, and she opened up to him now, making her decision. She grasped his shoulders even as he pulled her closer. She even had the audacity to slip his jacket off of his shoulders. Maybe they'd both regret it in the morning, or maybe Killian would know she was trying everything possible to help him. Either way, she was sooo making him breakfast in the morning.

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[Killian Jones]

if the heart can be

BROKEN MEANS IT STILL WORKS

He knew that somewhere deep in whatever semblance of a conscience he had left . . . that this was not right. It wasn't fair to her. Yet he made no attempt to stop it. He had not accepted her into his crew for this purpose; to offer him this kind of intimate company when they were out at sea. It had never been his intention, for she had proved to be a valuable crew member and friend. But right now, he was not thinking rationally.

Which was why he had hoped she would have left. So that he did not have to hurt her in this way when tomorrow came. But he was too forgone now to stop of his own volition. If she did . . . well, even he was not drunk enough to force himself upon a woman. But feeling her return the kiss and proceed to take off his jacket . . . well, it seemed that she had no intention of stopping this either.

Keep his lips against hers, his pulled her up from her seated position, shifting their location and moving her a little back until she touched the edge of the table. Once there, he used his hand and hooked arm, to slightly lift her up so that she was seated upright on the edge of the table, giving him better access to her. He shook free his arms from the jacket, letting it fall to the ground as he continued to deepen the kiss, a strong fervent and heated desire revealing itself through this embrace. His hand now was skimming up her exposed leg -- thanks to her dress -- to her upper thigh, hoisting the already short dress up with his hand to feel the softness of her bear skin.

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[Katalina Watson]

How can I help you To say goodbye, it's okay to hurt and it's okay to cry  let me hold you  I will try ### WORDS TAG Killian OUFITlink BLABLA

. Katalina felt him move as he shrugged off his jacket and when he lifted her up with his hand and hooked arm, she grabbed onto his shoulders, spreading her legs open as she was put up against the table. She could still stop what was happening, and if she considered herself a good friend she would. But it seemed to be progressing quickly, and she didn't want to feel like a bad friend by walking out on him. She was completely torn on what to do, and that hadn't happened to the woman in a long time. So, going along with it, Katalina helped hoist her skirt up from the other side, and she inhaled a large breath feeling his hand on her thigh. It had been a long time since a man had touched her so intimately, and it nearly spun her out of control. It took her a moment to realize that she was now fidgeting with his pants, getting them undone for him, and she didn't stop herself either. But her thought process was different than a moment before. Maybe this was what Killian needed from time to time now, some sort of rebound. Another way to forget the pain, the misery, and the agony all together. For him to get drunk and have a woman might be good after all. He did lose the love of his life, and she knew he was just searching for a way to forget about the pain, if only for a night. Katalina was his friend, and she wanted to help in any way she could. If that meant she was the rebound, then she'd do it. She loved Killian enough to do whatever he wanted her to do.

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[Killian Jones]

if the heart can be

BROKEN MEANS IT STILL WORKS

He lacked the patience at the moment to remove all her clothes. The physical need his body was currently experiencing was dominating all else, including rationality. For if he had any, perhaps he would have brought this to a halt. But all he could think of right now was how much he needed her. He lifted the bottom half of her skirt enough to expose the area he needed.

Simultaneously he undid his pants, feeling free of the confines the fabric had against his aching desire, but knew that he needed to do more to fully relieve that need. He brought the kiss to an end, though kept his lips against hers. Guiding himself to her he didn't waste a moment as he pushed into her, finally entering her. It caused him to heavily exhale in pleasure, closing his eyes for a moment as he basked in the feeling of being inside of her, and allowing her a moment to adjust to his feel and size. Bloody hell, she felt incredible.

[Katalina Watson]

How can I help you To say goodbye, it's okay to hurt and it's okay to cry  let me hold you  I will try ### WORDS TAG Killian OUFITlink BLABLA

. Katalina felt Killian shift her skirt up so he would have better access to what he needed, and she felt nervous--out of all times to be self-conscious, it had to be now. She knew that there may be regrets in the morning, but both were a little late to stop now, weren't they? Soon, Katalina felt the kiss end, but he didn't move away from her, and she gripped his shoulders as she shifted her legs around him, easing the accessibility even more. Soon, she felt him enter her and she inhaled a breath as she had to adjust to him. As soon as she did, she let out a pleasuring breath against his lips, aching for more. She let him take the lead, knowing that most men preferred they take the lead. She was quite content with that; the pleasure of him inside her was driving her mad, wanting more.

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[Killian Jones]

if the heart can be

BROKEN MEANS IT STILL WORKS

He felt her body react to his entrance, and was all to aware of each sound she made as their lips were so near one another's. Allowing the passage of only a few more moments, he pushed into her again, letting out a heavy breath as he felt the pleasure and need course through his entire being. He moved his lips to hers once more, deeply kissing her as he pushed in again, and again, starting to build a steady pace and rhythm.

He wasn't thinking of anything else right now, apart from the aching need to find his release. All rationality and thought was numbed, all considerations as to who he was currently engaging in such vigorous activity fled from his mind the moment he first kissed her. He pulled his lips from hers, dragging them along her cheek as he moved to her neck, creating a trail of kisses along it as he continued his actions. His hand roamed down the front of her body, feeling every curve of her figure despite the fact that she was clothed. He had lacked the patience to rid her of the hindrance of her garment so his hand moved further down to the skin he could touch, caressing her inner thigh once more, inching toward her center where their bodies were currently joined.

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[Katalina Watson]

How can I help you To say goodbye, it's okay to hurt and it's okay to cry  let me hold you  I will try ### WORDS TAG Killian OUFITlink BLABLA

. Katalina's entire soul was reeling at what was happening. It was a quick adjustment for her body to take him, and as their bodies merged, she finally let go of all thought.  He started a steady rhythm, and she met him eagerly. She returned the deep kiss, her pulse quickening as their bodies moved together. It was almost like they were in sync with each other, and he seemed to know her pleasure spots. That thought was proven when his lips left hers to trail down to her neck and a moan escaped her lips. She bit her bottom lip when his hand carressed her body, seeming to find her thigh as the best part. His hand was inching closer to where they became one, and she inhaled a bit sharp. "Killian," she purred out, eyes closing as her body felt on fire with pleasure. Her own hand searched his body, finally resting on his lower back, urging him to delve deeper into her.

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[Killian Jones]

if the heart can be

BROKEN MEANS IT STILL WORKS

Hearing her say his name in such a pleasured state was incredibly unfamiliar. Not the slightest bit unwanted. In fact, he rather enjoyed hearing it, knowing it was his actions that caused her to say it in such a tone. And it of course only further encouraged him. Her hand against his lower back caused him to inwardly curse at all the layers of fabric they wore that confined them. That was part of his frustration. The other was due to his missing hand. To only have a single hand to feel the alluring figure of a woman's body was indeed agitating to the pirate. He would never have that sensation against . . . just as he would never experience the sensation of being with the woman he loved.

At the moment however, his mind was currently focused on the woman before him, these thoughts lurking somewhere in his mind though not yet on the surface. She was doing a rather good job of temporarily distracting him from that. As his lips moved along her neck, he felt the fabric covering it, and decided that it was time to get rid of it. He moved his hook to the top of her dress and from the front, tore it open in a single motion that drew his hook from the top of her dress, to the bottom, ensuring he did not the pierce her skin while doing so. He tilted her further back on the table, his lips moving to her now exposed chest region as he caressed her. His thrusts became quicker in pace and vigor, his hand skimming her center while his lips against her skin muffled any sounds revealing of his fervent actions.

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[Katalina Watson]

How can I help you To say goodbye, it's okay to hurt and it's okay to cry  let me hold you  I will try ### WORDS TAG Killian OUFITlink BLABLA

. Katalina kept up with the pace that Killian chose and even willingly leaned back when he had pushed her back to get the rest of her closer. She gasped when he used his hook to rip her dress, and his lips on her neck caused her eyes to flutter closed. She hooked her leg against his, as another moan escaped her lips. As Killian sped up, so did Kat. Her groans of pleasure she had a hard time fighting back, and they did sound. She just hoped they didn't go out to the crew and that they didn't hear them. When his lips found her chest region, Katalina arched her back. "Oh, yes..." her voice trailed off.

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