Books and Hooks

[marymargaret]

Belle felt goosebumps form on the back of her neck as he pressed his lips to her skin.  She gasped at the touch, the sensations propelled by the alcohol she'd consumed.  Her hand moved to rest upon his shoulder for balance as she gently tipped her head to the side to give him better access to the planes of her neck.  She nearly jumped when she felt his hand sliding up her thigh though the reaction came from surprise rather than fear.  So caught up on his attentions on her neck she hadn't realized what his hand was doing.  She relaxed again, unafraid as he rested his hook so close to the skin of her leg.  She knew he wouldn't hurt her intentionally.

She couldn't help but chuckle as he ripped the nylon of her tights.  She supposed she could have simply taken them off for her but Killian seemed to be a man who intended to get what he wanted on his own.  She figured she'd worry about replacing the pair later, when her head wasn't filled with thoughts of what she'd be doing with him.  She turned her head slightly, seeking out his lips with hers.

[Killian Jones]

if your heart

CAN BE BROKEN
IT MEANS IT STILL WORKS

Hhe heard her softly chuckle at his actions, and had he not been occupying his lips in their current position, he perhaps would have smiled with amusement as well. Women and their layers of clothing. In their world it was corsets that needed untying, and here, it was undergarments of a strange sort -- ones that Hook was by now used to and prepared for. He supposed he liked the slight challenge, and it helped that he had a hook for a hand when he lacked the patience to figure out how to remove the clothing.

When he felt her head turn, he mirrored her movement, the angle allowing their lips to touch. The moment they did, he deepened the embrace, coaxing her mouth open with his own, titling his head to the side to gain better access as he took in her delicious taste. Never had he thought he would be doing this with Belle, but right now, he couldn't even understand why not. She was consuming all his senses and he felt a burning desire start to fill his entire body.

His hook moved to her blouse, and instead of fiddling with each button, he used his hook to pluck each one off, letting the carelessly fall to the floor as he held no remorse for ruining her clothes. He wasn't even watching what he was doing, far too engrossed in the kiss as his eyes were closed, basking in the pleasurable sensation of her touch. He had looked at her enough times tonight to practically memorize her clad figure, which only made him more eager to get to what was underneath.

[marymargaret]

Belle felt as if an electric jolt shot through her when she kissed him.  It made every nerve come alive within her.  She placed both of her hands around his neck as she moved closer to him.  Vaguely she realized that he was plucking off the buttons of her blouse.  She would have chided him for his impatience had she not been caught up in what he was doing to her.  She parted her lips at his silent urging.  She'd felt desire before with her husband but this was different. She wondered if it was the alcohol or if it was his dashing demeanor.  

One of her hands moved from around his neck, resting on the collar of his leather jacket. It was only fair that if he was to remove her clothing that she could remove a layer of his.  Her fingers tugged gently upon it, communicating that she wanted it off him.  She found that although she liked how he looked in the clothing of this world, he would look much better with none on at all.  The thought surprised her; this wasn't something she would normally do.  Yet her life was not at the place she expected at the moment and figured she should roll with what she was given. 

[Killian Jones]

if your heart can

BE BROKEN MEANS IT STILL WORKS

He felt her arms wrap around his neck and it only further encouraged his actions -- not that he needed a whole lot more encouragement. Once he reached the last button, he used his hand and hook to pull her shirt off from the shoulders, letting it slide down, exposing more of her upper body. He then felt her tug at his own jacket, and while his priority for the time being was removing her clothing rather than his, he supposed it was only fair. He broke the contact of her hand upon her skin and aided her in hurriedly pulling his jacket off, letting it fall to the floor.

He then leaned forward a little, causing her to slightly lean back as his lips moved from her mouth, to her bare collarbone, dragging down along her skin to her chest area. Everything about her was utterly beautiful and while she had always been so, tonight, there was an extent to it he had never quite realized before and he wanted to fully explore it . . . explore her. His hand went back to its purpose, skimming the top of her skirt to find the zipper so that he could pull it down.

[marymargaret]

Her hands moved to his back as soon as he shed his jacket.  Belle could feel the warmth of his skin through the fabric of his shirt now that his outerwear had been taken off.  She momentarily withdrew her arms in order to assist him with taking off her blouse.  As soon as the sleeves were off her body she returned her hands to his back to draw him closer.  

She felt her breath catch in her throat as his lips trailed downward.  The material of her bra seemed flimsier than it truly was; she wanted it off so that she could feel him fully upon her chest.  Without the aid of the alcohol she would have been utterly shy.  Yet the encouragement it gave her combined with her attraction to the man helped push aside her anxiety.  Her rage toward her husband certainly helped. 

[Killian Jones]

if your heart

CAN BE BROKEN
IT MEANS IT STILL WORKS

Despite the fabric of his shirt that still covered him, he could feel the softness of her touch through it, as it had quite the impact on him. And he knew that this was just the beginning of the physical intimacy they were going to explore with one another tonight. But for the time being, he was still to engrossed with removing all her clothing that was hindering him from fully appreciating her body. Finding the zipper to her skirt, he pulled it down, slightly lifting her bottom half so that he could pull it down and off of her. He used his hook to cut off the strap of her underwear so that the bottom region of her body was finally exposed.

His trail of kisses moved to her heated core, kissing along her inner thigh before using all parts of his mouth to caress and tease her sensitive center. He wanted to do it just enough to have her climb that peak of euphoria, without fully having her go over the edge of it. That would certainly come later but in the meantime, he wanted to build the moment for her, and was enjoying the tease and seeing as well as feeling her derived pleasure from his actions, adding to the sensation by lightly blowing over it, finding her to feel rather incredible.

[marymargaret]

Belle knew she should be more concerned with the destruction of her clothing than she currently was, though the idea of caring seemed rather preposterous with the attention he was paying her.  Her brow furrowed slightly as he trailed his lips lower down her body.  When he kissed the inside of her leg she shuddered, having not expected his lips to brush against the sensitive skin.  She closed her eyes as his lips connected with the heat of her center, savoring the feeling.  She'd never had such attention paid upon the sensitive area; she was rather simple in her couplings with her husband.  

The brunette gasped, unable to hold back at the noise at the sensations he was making her feel.  She opened her eyes, knowing that her pupils must be already blown wide from lust.  "Killian," she whispered in awe, amazed at the feelings that were coursing through her.  She was nearly embarrassed to look down, but was glad that she did.  Seeing him between her legs sent a powerful twinge of pleasure to her core.

[Killian Jones]

if your heart

CAN BE BROKEN
IT MEANS IT STILL WORKS

Hearing her say his name in such reaction to what he was doing only further encouraged him, and caused him to spend longer giving his attentions here than he had initially intended. Then again, there was no losing in this particular situation. He wanted to make her mindless with pleasure, allow her to forget all the heartache that her cruel former husband had caused her. She deserved that, at the very least. Though he knew that these thoughts were somewhere in the back of his mind. Currently, he was enjoying the way she felt, sounded and tasted.

The way she consumed all his senses caused powerful and pleasurable sensations to surge through him, only strengthening his own aching need for her. But first, he wanted her to reach that peak of euphoria, at least once. So he continued in his actions, intensifying them, putting his lips, tongue and teeth to work as he continued to tease and caress her core, not wanting her to withhold or suppress anything in this moment. His hand gripped her upper thigh, keeping her in place and also wanting to feel the softness of her skin under his touch. Eventually, he brought his actions to a slow halt, when he felt that he had given her the start of what this night would entail, and allowing her a few moments to bask in the sensation and catch her breath before he moved on.

[marymargaret]

Belle closed her eyes, relishing the feeling of him between her legs.  Her breathing came fast and shallow, excitement keeping her from taking a deep enough breath.  Each pass of his tongue seemed to send a direct jolt to her core, teasingly escalating the need within her.  A soft moan slipped past her lips from his actions.  She let her hands moved downward, threading them lightly through his hair.  Her grip was light, though it was intended to encourage him to keep in place.

She bit her lower lip to hold back a whine, feeling herself dangerously close to reaching her climax.  To her displeasure he removed his mouth from her, allowing her to descend while unfulfilled.  She leaned back, taking her hands from his hair to keep herself up on the table.  She watched him with wide eyes, chest moving up and down rapidly as she struggled to regulate her breathing.  "No one's...."  She licked her lips, trying to speak again as her voice felt unused.  

"No one's ever done that before," she murmured.  

[Killian Jones]

if your heart

CAN BE BROKEN
IT MEANS IT STILL WORKS

Her soft touch in his hair only strengthened his sensations. When he slowed his actions, eventually stopping them though remained in place, he heard her breathless voice speak of how no one had done that before. It had caused his lips to curve into a smile of arrogance and pride in hearing that he had been the first to touch her in such a way. That he had been the first to make her feel what she had during this intimate experience. And it was far from over. He slowly raised his head, gently kissing her stomach, his kisses now moving upward instead of down until he aligned himself with her head again.

"That's because you've never been with a real man who knows how to pleasure a woman." A jibe at the Crocodile, without actually saying his name. He didn't know what Belle's past was with men, but if no one had done that to her, then at least his words could stand. He moved his lips to hers, the delicious taste of her now becoming stronger. Simultaneously, his hook went to the last article of clothing she had one, and he easily cut each strap from it, latching it from the center and pulling it off of her, tossing it to the ground with the rest of her destroyed clothing. He moved his lips away from hers as he took the opportunity to let his gaze linger over her perfectly formed body; each curve, each part of her creating an alluring figure of perfection. Bloody hell, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

[marymargaret]

Belle thought back on her brief physical period with her husband.  She certainly hadn't slept with him during her time at the Dark Castle, and neither had she when Emma broke their curse.  When he'd returned to Neverland on a quest that neither believed he would live through she'd insisted on consummating their relationship.  She'd enjoyed their physical time together though she wondered what she'd been missing now that Hook had shown her another activity.

Her stomach twitched slightly as he kissed his way up her, a short giggle slipping past her lips at the movement.  His lips tickled though they inspire more lust rather than amusement in her.  "I'm trusting you do?" she smirked at his comment.  She had no doubt that he would show her how experienced he was.  She kissed him in return, able to taste herself on his lips.  Surprisingly it wasn't as odd as she imagined it to be.  Her arms went about him as she felt him fussing with her bra.  Her hands moved back to the desk as he stepped back, blushing slightly under his scrutiny. 

[Killian Jones]

if your heart

CAN BE BROKEN
IT MEANS IT STILL WORKS

Her words pulled him out of his intent gaze upon her body, as she spoke of trusting that he knew how to. He was rather enjoying this playfulness that had seemed to come at ease between them. He'd never known nor expected this side of her before, and he supposed it came with good reason. As the Dark One's lover, she had been untouchable. Granted, his and her past hadn't exactly been friendly . . . but all that had drastically changed now. A small smirk played on his lips in response to her words.

"You tell me, love," he began to say, returning the tease. His hand wandered back down to her center, slipping in his finger to find that singular spot within her that he was well aware brought women quite the pleasurable sensation. Upon finding it, he placed pressure on it, the expression remaining as he leaned toward her, his lips moving to her ear as he spoke in a low voice in it. "Do you feel, pleasured?" He asked playfully, a slight teasing taunt in his tone of voice.

[marymargaret]

Belle felt that he was rather over dressed compared to her though she didn't yet voice her complaint.  She was too caught up in the verbal banter between the two.  She grinned as he moved closer, fingers dangerously low to the spot between her legs.  Her head felt somewhat woozy from the alcohol as well as his proximity.  She inhaled sharply as he prodded her with a finger.  She tilted her head to the side slightly, sighing as she grew accustomed to the intrusion.  

"I do," she admitted, her voice taking on a bit of a breathless tone.  She was finding that it became harder to breathe when he was as close as he was currently to her.  She moved her hands to his back, fingers splaying out over the material.  

[Killian Jones]

if your heart

CAN BE BROKEN
IT MEANS IT STILL WORKS

Hook gave a slight smile at her words, rather enjoying seeing her reactions to his actions. Prolonging the moment just a little bit longer, he slowly withdrew his hand, allowing it to skim over her body, wishing to feel every part of her within his current reach. "Your name really does do you justice," he began to say. His hand then fell between them, starting to unfasten his pants as he was unable to withhold relieving his own desires any longer. For with his own actions meant to cause her pleasure, he too had found himself rather aroused around by her, and needed to tend to his needs as well as fulfill her own.

He moved his hook to her back, letting the dull side of it slowly glide down her back, the cool metal against her soft flesh. Once his pants were open he guided himself to her, slightly adjusting her position so that he could get a better angle. He then slightly leaned forward, his lips pausing to speak before they met hers. "For you truly are a Beauty," he added, before capturing his lips with her own. Deepening the kiss almost immediately, he then finally pushed inside of her, the action causing him to break the kiss for a moment, though keeping his lips brushed against hers, as he heavily exhaled in sheer pleasure, and allowing her a few moments to adjust to his size and the feeling of being inside of her.

[marymargaret]

Belle worried her lower lip between her teeth, stifling the groan of frustration that threatened to be emitted.  Her body felt as if it were afire, every nerve at attention.  She felt pent up desire within herself, all caused by Killian.  If he teased her any further before penetrating her she would be most displeased.  Her cheeks colored at his compliment.  She wasn't bothered by the her lack of clothing compared to his.  His gaze made her feel adored; she would never have imagined he of all people looking at her in this way.  She wasn't sure if it was the bravery she gained from his look or the alcohol flowing through her that gave her such confidence.  

She shivered as the metal of his hook brushed against the bare skin of her back.  She moved slightly when prompted in order to make it easier for him to reach her upon undoing his pants.  The brunette wondered if it would be at all different with a younger man compared to her older husband.  She wasn't given much time to wonder as he was pushing in.  She gasped at the feeling of fullness.  The woman inhaled deeply in order to give herself a moment to grow used to the intrusion.  She pressed her lips to his, silently signalling that she was alright for him to move.