I never want to let go

[Killian Jones]

I told you Swan

I'M A SURVIVOR

She felt her take hold of his hook, starting to guide it over her body. Though he longed for his hand so that his flesh could touch hers, her acceptance and confidence when maneuvering the hook, resting assured that he would not hurt her with it . . . hardly made him feel void of anything. For she was not holding his impairment against him and he was quite relieved for that. He allowed her to move it where she willed, far too distracted with where his own lips and hands were, as well as the lower region of his body. Hearing her say his name, only added to all these pleasurable sensations. He wished there were adequate words to tell her just how much she made him feel, yet there would never be enough.

While he longed to hear each sound that fell from her lips, he couldn't resist the temptation to kiss her again. He moved his lips to hers, capturing them hungrily as he coaxed her mouth open with his own. His thrusts became slightly quicker in pace, keeping to the rhythm and enjoying how in sync their bodies were. Deciding to take control of his make shift hand, he moved it down lower, allowing the dull curve of it to caress her inner thigh, to help cool her heated core. He was trying to prolong his release, not yet wanting this moment to end. The need to breathe forced his lips from hers, as he heavily inhaled and exhaled, short breaths matching his slowly increasing pace. His lips moved down to her collar bone, kissing along it before reaching her chest where he could access it without breaking the steady movements inside of her.

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Emma had been lacking attention in this department for quite some time, so it wasn't surprising that she was already getting quite close to her release..that was, until he moved his hook to her inner thigh and sent a chill through her that cooled down her entire core. It was both a turn on, and it helped in prolonging her climax. She was relieved..she wanted it to be prolonged as well.. she wanted to savor this moment as long as the two of them possibly could. When he kissed her, she released the sheet from her other hand, and she began raking her nails over the skin of his back. 

Her tongue slid gracefully in to his mouth, and began to caress his tongue in an intimate dance while he continued to thrust inside of her. The small sounds that he had been making made her claw at his skin a little more..she wanted him, needed him to release for her..for she wanted to delay her own climax so that they could share in their release.. she felt it would make it far more intense for both of them.

[Killian Jones]

I told you Swan

I'M A SURVIVOR

The way her hands moved over his back, the feeling of her nails against his skin, was indeed a wonderful sensation. Everything she was doing only added to the moment, and knew would cause all the emotions associated with his release to be heightened to new levels. The feeling of her tongue inside his mouth was incredible, as he eagerly familiarized himself with the texture of it and savored her delicious taste. He allowed himself the opportunity to explore her own mouth, grazing along her inner walls and now, more than ever, finding breathing far too overrated.

As much as he wanted to savor everything about this moment and position, he felt himself growing closer to his release with each thrust. His pace quickened yet again as he forced his mouth from hers, his breathing increasingly as his hook remained in it's current place. He breathed her name in indication that he was growing very close, feeling himself throbbing and wanting to have a shared climax with her, knowing it would make it all the stronger. He brushed his lips against hers once more, trying to withhold himself until he knew she was absolutely ready, but soon enough, it was impossible. With one final groan and slight grunt, he released inside of her, the resulted ecstasy washing over him in such a way that he almost felt dizzy from it.

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She panted, breathing heavily as she felt him growing closer to his climax. She hooked her own legs around his and she closed her eyes, clenching her teeth, fearing that she may very well scream loud enough for everyone in the B&B to hear if she didn't stop it somehow. When she heard him groaning her name, she trembled, trying to stifle the moans to the best of her ability. Deciding she didn't want to pierce her lip with her teeth, she grabbed him by the hair, and pulled him in to a deep passionate kiss. She knew that she wasn't going to be able to hold on much longer, and she wanted to encourage him to release with her.

Her tongue probed between his lips once more, and it explored his mouth as she moaned in complete ecstasy. Her toes slowly slid over his calves and her legs started to spread wider as she trembled harder. Her moans, stifled by his mouth, grew louder and faster, and suddenly without any warning, she reached that pure euphoric bliss. Suddenly needing to breathe, she pulled out of the kiss and allowed her head to fall back as she gasped and cried out his name..She just couldn't control herself. "Killian!" She called, gripping his hair with one hand, while her other clutched his shoulder tightly. 

[Killian Jones]

I told you Swan

I'M A SURVIVOR

The intensity of their actions only heightened his climax. The way her legs moved along his, the way she kissed him, the way her fingers moved along him, and finally, the way she called out his name. Feeling her reach that peak of euphoria granted him relief that they were able to find that release together. For it did indeed make the ecstatic aftermath all the more wonderful -- one that he was currently basking in. He relaxed his shoulders, his chest heaving as he attempted to catch his breath. His eyes remained close as his head was nuzzled against the crook of her neck, small tears of sweat on his forehead from the vigorous actions of tonight.

He didn't withdraw from her, not yet. He was enjoying the feeling of being inside of her, knowing the deprivation would be too strong if he was to pull out right now. He wanted to savor every part of this moment; how her body felt, how his felt above hers, and the emotions that coursed through him. He could find no words to say right now; only an attempt to ease his breathing and yet . . . he found he didn't even want to do that. He turned his head to the side, kissing the corner of her mouth, before he properly moved his lips to hers, kissing her properly and deeply, missing the softness and taste of her lips. His hand had released its how on her chest and grazed down the side of her body to her behind, moving his hand over the sensual curve.