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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 30, 2014 16:06:15 GMT
It's a device for... TALKING, I DON'T BLOODY KNOW Hook was pulled out of his frustrated thoughts with a welcome distraction. He looked up from the phone at Ice Queen, who nudged him and asked what he was doing to this 'poor' thing. The poor one was him, trying to understand how to use this ridiculous contraption. He looked back down at the screen when she did, and much to his relief, she seemed equally perplexed by it. Good. He wasn't the only one. Of course it also made sense, as he and Elsa -- especially Elsa -- had not spent as much time in this world as most of the others. They had grown accustomed to these devices and their uses of them. For them, it was still somewhat new. Especially for the ice queen.
"It's not so much what I'm doing to it, Snowflake, but rather, what it is doing to me," he said, glaring at the small but powerful advice. "And that is that it's being a bloody nuisance," he finished, deciding to give up on it and just tucked it away in his pocket. "Aye," he said, agreeing whole heartedly with Elsa. "And we come from a land with magic beans and giant beanstalks." Which, was not bizarre to them, but clearly it was to people from this world.
He still recalled Emma's reaction to such things. Something that Elsa said suddenly caught his attention as he was now able to focus away from his agitation with the talking phone. "Really? Because shockingly, I have witnessed even stranger things than this," he told her. "Care to see?" He asked, a slightly playful smile forming on his lips. If anything, perhaps it would help take her mind off her sister.
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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 30, 2014 15:54:22 GMT
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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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 30, 2014 15:36:27 GMT
Rum? IT'S NOT A WEAPON;
NOT IN THE TRADITIONAL SENSE He felt her hands begin to wander to his backside and then lower still . . . gripping his behind. The reason as to why she was doing it would have caused him to smile if he wasn't so consumed with pleasure and need right now. Still. There would be time after to comment on it. It was all they had over here after all: time. Addressing the reason or not, it felt rather nice to have her hands there, adding to the sensation of this all. He felt her muscles tightening, noticing her short shift and then when he heard her cry out, gripping him tightly . . . he knew she had reached that height of ecstasy. Just as he had. With a final especially strong thrust, he found his release, spilling himself inside of her.
His body relaxed over her, ensuring not to crush her under his weight, while his chest heaved as he attempted to catch his breath. He was basking in the euphoric aftermath of their actions as he focused on trying to steady his breath. His hand moved from her center, and slowly trailed up her arm until it went to her neck, resting on the side of it for a moment. Deciding that he needed to fully relax his body, he pulled out of her, and turned to lie on his back next to her, a breathless chuckle escaping his lips as he continued to breathe heavily. Soon enough, he would gather himself enough to talk but for the time being, he was just enjoying the moment.
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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 30, 2014 11:53:52 GMT
a woman AS BEAUTIFUL AS YOU DESERVES MY FULL AND PROMPT ATTENTION Hook and his crew had made port for the night, and did what they often did when they reached land: find the nearest tavern. The particular one they had found was a rather busy one, which was most excellent. The busier, the better. He had made his entrance, greeting others and ordering drinks all around. He often would find the nearest game of dice, or start his own more commonly, however there was another form of entertainment in this tavern that was demanding the attention of most others. Dancers, performers. And they seemed to be quite good for many people would watch them amidst the conversation. The loud music combined with the loud chatter made this the perfect tavern to come across here.
Engaging himself in socializing, Killian ordered his never ending rounds of rum. He raised his mug in a cheer before bringing it to his lips and downing half of it at once. Among the chatting, Hook found his gaze wandering to the dancers. No. Correction: dancer. For one in particular began to approach him, and quite honestly, she was indeed the most beautiful among them all. Hook knew exactly what type of people these were based on their style of music, clothing, and overall appearance. They were gypsies. But Hook tended not to discriminate. When he saw a beautiful woman, he reacted. Though in this case, she was close enough to him that he didn't even have to seek her out.
His eyes locked onto her as she began to dance before him. His gaze suddenly filled with lust, slowly and piercingly trailing over every inch of her body as he watched her intently. He did not concern himself as to whether this would make a woman feel uncomfortable, for his mind was racing with all he wanted to do with her . . . and it started by getting her alone. He also couldn't look away, even if he wanted to. For there was something very mesmerizing about it; it wasn't just her incredible beauty, but also each sensual movement she made in her form of dance. It was clear that the Captain was captivated, as he just stared at her, the noise in the rest of the tavern starting to fade into the background.
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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 30, 2014 11:53:40 GMT
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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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 30, 2014 11:31:30 GMT
Rum? IT'S NOT A WEAPON;
NOT IN THE TRADITIONAL SENSE She questioned how it felt to do this with a fairy. Hook's thinking was rather limited at the moment, considering the abundance of rum he had consumed and then obviously the pleasure that was coursing through him due to their actions. But he still managed to come up with a response. He slightly lifted his head to look at her, a smile creeping on his lips as he ceased all action for a moment. How did it feel to be with a fairy she asked?
"Wonderfully rebellious," he answered. A pirate was all about rebellion, and it was a greater cause for arousal in the pirate. For he had never been with a fairy before, and apart from the fact that she was exquisitely beautiful . . . the fact that fairies did not often engage in such actions, made her all the more desirable to him. Unable to stop his actions for much longer, he went back to pushing inside of her, causing him to let out a strained breath as he felt himself throbbing and growing close to that point of release. Hearing his name from her was music to his ears, and he wanted to hear it again, only in the height of her own pleasure, not just his. It was either a selfish or unselfish, depending on how one looked at it.
His sole hand moved from where he had been gripping, falling between the area where their bodies were joined. Deciding to have her catch up to him, his finger found that one area within her, and pressed on it. "Come on then, Fairy," he urged teasingly, his voice a harsh whisper from all the pleasure she was making him feel right now, and that desperate need to get to the peak of euphoria. "Show me what it's like to be with a pirate," he added, channeling her own words back to her . . . only this time he wanted her to show him, rather than tell him. And how he wanted to see this was rather clear.
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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 30, 2014 11:15:38 GMT
Right Now WE HAVE A QUIET MOMENT He continued to smile when she said she wouldn't go as far as to say that she lasted an impressive while; and that there was room for improvement in that aspect. "Trust me, Swan. You were nothing less than impressive in all regards," he praised.
"But if you would like to try to hold off longer for next time, well, I consider that yet another challenge," he said teasingly. Tonight had been unplanned, and now they were planning their next time together. Not just the date portion but their time to be physically intimate. Perhaps he should just skip the whole going out bit and plan the date to take place in the privacy of a room. She then spoke of how she was not jealous, that it was all ancient history. He gave a slight chuckle at her former words, but focused on the latter ones. "That it is, love," he assured her. Because while he was enjoying teasing her, he didn't want her to have any doubts about his loyalty.
He was perfectly capable of remaining faithful; when he had been with Milah, he'd hadn't once considered betraying her, nor even looked at another. It was the same with Emma. Even in his year back in the Enchanted Forest, he had not been with another. He couldn't. His heart had stilled belonged to her, and he hadn't been ready to set his love for her aside enough to satisfy his sexual needs. So despite his reputation, or the reputation of any pirate, he wished her to know that he was not going to betray her in any way and hope she knew this from his simple words but more importantly, from his actions. It may take time to prove that, but he was willing to do whatever it took.
She then told him that he too had broken her walls, and he smiled proudly at all. "For what it's worth, it certainly wasn't easy," he assured her. "But it was more than worth it," he told her, placing another kiss on the side of her head. All the effort and time it took . . . it was worth it. She was worth it.
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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 30, 2014 11:01:13 GMT
It's Always Nice TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION Well this was just a bloody delight. Somehow, Killian had been the one sent to speak to Rumple about the latest plan to find Elsa's sister. Hook was all for helping the queen, however . . . he'd rather do it in the absence of Gold's company. While the two were no longer at each other's throats and could somewhat prove to be in the same room without trying to kill each other, Hook didn't exactly enjoy seeking him out.
He may not want to claim his vengeance as much any more, but nor did he have any desire to converse with the man unless it was absolutely imperative. Apparently, this was one of those circumstances. Again, Hook felt that anyone else could have come to find out the plan but it appeared most others were 'busy'. Emma had asked him to, so he complied. Asked, told, same difference he supposed. Either way, Hook made his way into Gold's store, hoping to quickly get this over with.
"Crocodile," he called out as he entered the store. Gold wasn't behind his desk, but he was clearly in here somewhere for the door was open. Hook waited for him to emerge, looking at the items on the shelf in the meantime. Perhaps he should make it known why he was here, and it of course wasn't to look for a fight. "The others wish to know if you have made any progress with a plan to find the ice queen's sister," he continued to speak, looking at the different objects without touching them, and assuming Gold was within earshot since he still had not come out. "They sent me to find out. Apparently I drew the short straw," he added, concealing the bitterness in his voice. His tone then lowered to a mumble as he spoke his next words. "Whatever the bloody hell that means." Apparently it was some sort of expression in his realm, for Killian hadn't drawn anything! Let alone a . . . straw.
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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 30, 2014 10:49:12 GMT
Villains DON'T GET HAPPY ENDINGS She admitted that she had been dramatic and leaped into the water without even being a strong swimmer. "Well hopefully you learned your lesson. Not sure you'll be so fortunate the next time should it happen again." Surely she wasn't dramatic enough to try and commit suicide . . . then again, she was on the ship for the next significant while. As she went on to explain her mother a little, Hook took another swig of his drink, though he was listening quite carefully. He moved to sit down in his chair, growing more at ease. And there was of course another across the small table should she wish to join him.
She explained that animals flocked to her mother, and that she had always had a particular liking to swans. He'd heard rumors about Snow White; there was a reason so many remained loyal to her despite the queen's wrath. But it didn't make Hook wish to be loyal to anyone. Still, he listened to her explain the reasoning for why a swan. As he thought earlier, it certainly was a fitting name for her. The Princess further showed why she deviated from most other princess, and it caused a bit of a smirk on the pirate's face.
"You make it sound like dirty hands is a bad thing," he began to say, a suggestive expression on his face as he slightly raised an eyebrow. "Where as in my experience, getting dirty has rather . . . pleasurable results," he added, clearly taking her words and making them sound less innocent and more, perverted. It wasn't as if this was his first time doing such a thing though. He watched her take a long drink of the rum, and noticed that she showed less aversion to it now; that it went down with more ease.
"While rum never needs a reason to be consumed, there is at least a logic in drinking it now," he suggested smiling, for it would warm her body after having been in the freezing water . . . and well, nearly dying. "Besides, I see your aversion to it is lessening," he said teasingly, vocalizing his earlier thoughts. She went on to speak of temptation, and once again, he couldn't refrain from taking her comment in another direction. "Tempting you sounds rather . . . enticing." Tempting her to anything, really. How could he resist.
She went on to say that she had called him Hook to be rude, but he had not considered it that way. "If I didn't want to be called it, I would have found another substitute for my missing hand," he said, raising his hook a little. "But alas, it adds a certain, originality, wouldn't you say, lass?" He asked with once again, a suggestive gaze as he grinned, taking another gulp of the delicious beverage.
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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 30, 2014 10:27:23 GMT
Till Death DO US PART Tink returned the compliment, saying that he looked handsome and that Emma was a lucky princess. He also did not fail to notice that she called him Kilian, rather than Hook. It made sense. Most of what made him Hook was gone, and he wasn't just thinking of the physical object that had once taken the place of his hand. It was also certain traits that he had developed and embraced as a pirate. He knew he would forever be one, but he was a more . . . reformed pirate. He was more Killian; the less sinister and fear evoking pirate, and more of a man in love with a woman.
"I know," he said jokingly with an arrogant smile when she said that he too looked stunning, and handsome. "Aye. She certainly does look like a princess today," he agreed. Thanks to her mom. He knew that this was also rather overwhelming for Swan -- as it was for him. It was their wedding though; how could he not enjoy it. She then said words that brought a softer smile onto his lips: she told him that happily ever after looks good on him.
He silently reflected on the words for a few moments, before responding and returning to make jesting remarks. "That is one thing I never thought would suit me. And believe me love, most things I can wear quite well," he said with a bit of a wink. He didn't want to overly discuss his own happily ever after, when Tinkerbell had yet to find hers. He cared for the fairy a great deal, and wanted to see her happy.
She further expressed his her joy in seeing how things worked out between him and Emma; that she was in disbelief they were at his wedding . . . and that they had come so far since Neverland. "Aye, that we have," he answered honestly. They had both been a wreck over there, yet had found comfort and enjoyment in one another. Memories that would not so easily fade from his mind.
"If anyone had told me back then that you and I would be dancing on my wedding, I would have called them daft." But alas. Here they were. "And look at you, a fairy again," he said smiling. He knew that she had gained her wings before the wedding, but seeing her in the form she was meant to be in . . . well, it caused him great happiness for her.
She then told him that she was proud of him, and the words meant more to him than he could express. Previously, he had never sought out anyone's approval or for them to be proud of him . . . but deep down in his heart, he knew he longed for it. He just hadn't known how much until he fell in love with Emma. And now, hearing Tinkerbell -- someone he greatly valued -- tell him that she was proud? Well, he did not take the compliment lightly. He just softly smiled at her, letting the words sink in and consumed his heart with honor over hearing them. "Thank you," he told her genuinely, setting all jest and teasing aside so that she would know he didn't take her words for granted. As they continued to move to the music, a question entered his own mind, wanting to know about what was in her own heart, so decided to find out with his inquiry. "Are you happy, Tink?"
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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 30, 2014 10:05:26 GMT
It's Always Nice TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION Snow spoke of how she wished to ensure that he had everything he needed for tomorrow. He had everything, and more. It was his first time getting married, and while this was not how he had ever envisioned it -- then again, he had never envisioned getting married to begin with -- he knew this was the kind of wedding that Emma was destined for. As she was part of a royal family. And it was a wedding her parents wanted for her. That was enough for Killian to easily embrace it. Whatever made his soon to be wife, happy.
Besides, he had no complaints. "Aye," he answered with a bit of a smile. "Can't say I've ever worn anything of its like before, but that's not necessarily a bad thing," he said a bit jokingly, though not without truth. Besides, the fit was perfect and the stitching was impeccable. As he previously thought, he had no complaints about anything. "Thank you," he began to say, but not just for the elaborate clothing. "For, all this," he added, his words that of genuine gratitude.
"Swan--" He paused for a moment, often calling her that but deciding to refer to her as her proper name in front of her mother. "Emma deserves it," he finished in a soft voice. He let the sentiment of the words linger for only a few moments, before his expression changed to a slightly more teasing one. "So after tomorrow, should I be calling you mum?" He asked in complete jest . . . sort of. He couldn't help but at least entertain the idea, though he knew he probably wouldn't call her that. Emma even hardly called her mother, mom. But still, it was a rather amusing subject to tease his future mother in law with.
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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 29, 2014 21:17:39 GMT
Rum? IT'S NOT A WEAPON;
NOT IN THE TRADITIONAL SENSE She replied to his words with a sensual tone that caused him to give a slight smile, despite how distracted he was with her body. "If I lost my ship, doesn't mean I wouldn't be a pirate anymore," he told her in a low voice. Because they were meant to be who they were. Wings or no wings, she was a fairy. Ship or no ship, he was a pirate. Besides, he hadn't set sail anywhere beyond Neverland for quite some time . . . but he was still a pirate. He wasn't about to focus on such a deep conversation though. Especially when he was continuing his movements inside of her, starting out slow and drawn out. He had never been previously concerned with taking a woman's virtue; the thought never crossed his mind when engaging in these physical activities with them.
And he was not going to dwell on it now with Tinkerbell. Perhaps it would be brought up later, but it was not as if it made a difference any longer. If she had her virtue before, then she didn't have it any more. His lips found hers again, deepening the kiss as he coaxed her mouth open with his own to take in as much of her taste as possible. His free hand went to her chest, massaging one of the intimate parts of her body. He was doing all he could do distract her from the pain, because he didn't want to stop and if she said the word . . . then he knew he would have no choice. Despite everything he was, he was not a man who forced himself upon a woman. With any luck though, that would not happen. So instead, he just continued his actions, his thrusts becoming a little less slow as he moved deeper inside of her, continuing to capture her lips with his own.
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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 29, 2014 21:03:12 GMT
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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Rum? IT'S NOT A WEAPON;
NOT IN THE TRADITIONAL SENSE She assisted him with his pants and once he was freed from them her hand glided over him. Once again, the action caused him to sharply inhale at the sensation of her touch. She certainly had a gentle but one that made quite the impact. He was so engrossed in the moment, that he didn't even pick up on how her hands fumbled, or her frustration that came with his shirt. Oh no. He was too busy enjoying the way she moved over him and the way she touched him. It made that physical need for her grow and intensify and become too difficult to bare without finding relief.
As their lips moved along one another's, he slowly moved forward, causing her to move back until she was lying on her back against the ground and he on top of her. His hand finally pulled off her dress that had pooled at her waist, so that it was no longer in the way. He didn't care about getting all of his own clothes off. He only needed one part to be exposed and as it already was, he need not concern himself with anything else. Seeing her was far more glorious a sight. He pulled from the kiss but his lips hovered less than an inch above hers, and his forehead touched her own.
His breathing was heavy and his words came out in a breathy, low tone of voice. "I've never done this with a fairy before," he said with a bit of a smirk, and an eagerness in his tone to explore what it was like. With that, he lowered his hand and guided it to her center, and in one strong thrust, entered her, the action causing him to heavily breathe with satisfaction, and somewhere in the back of his mind, felt the tightness of the muscle and the strong impact it took to push inside of her.
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Post by Killian Jones on Nov 29, 2014 20:27:44 GMT
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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