So I added another chapter. I just rewatched the show and they were in my thoughts again

Emma wakes slowly, keeping her eyes shut to the morning light. Killian's warmth on her back makes her smile. Carefully she maneuvers herself under the weight of his arm so they're face to face.

His handsome face is relaxed with sleep, scruff a little thicker after another day without a shave. Emma rests a hand against his chest, feeling the steady beat. It still seems like too good of a miracle to her, to have him there, alive, neither of them dark ones. Tucking her arm under his, she wraps it around his back, pressing her face to his chest.

"Mmmgood morning, love," Killian murmurs, tightening his arm around her and kissing the top of her head. Emma leans her head back, a smile curling around her mouth. Instead of answering his greeting she stretches her neck out and touches her lips to his softly. "What a pleasant wake up call, please feel free to kiss me awake, naked, any day of the week."

"Usually I'd roll my eyes at a comment like that but somehow with you naked too it doesn't feel so annoying." She scoots herself up to kiss him better as Killian runs his hand down her body, over her hip, to grasp the back of her thigh. Lust flares up inside both of them. When Emma nips his bottom lip, he pulls her leg up to rest at his waist, effectively pressing every inch of their bodies together.

Killian mumbles her name against the side of her neck, trailing kisses down to her collarbone. Emma slides her hand slowly down his back, coming to a rest on his butt where she pulls their hips together. Killian groans as his stiffening member rubs against the apex of her thighs.

He rolls them so Emma straddles his hips. She leans down, cradling his cheek in her palm as she gives him a long, passionate kiss. She doesn't say it to him but she can't help but think she'd wake him up like this every day if he wanted as proof to herself that he was really there and really loved her.

"I love you," she murmurs between kisses.

He smiles , "I'll never tire of hearing that, nor this," he reaches down between them to rub his thumb over her clit causing her sharp intake of breath. "Last night wasn't near long enough for me to explore you, love, and I intend on being very thorough." His words combined with the steady pressure of his thumb make Emma's heart race with desire, arousal dripping from her core.

Upon feeling her wetness, Killian quirks an eyebrow up at her, "does that excite you, love?" He moves his hand from her clit to her wet opening, teasing her and learning what she likes. "Do you want me to ravish you?"

"I would like-" her sentence cuts off with a moan as he thrusts two fingers inside her, settling into a constant rhythm.

Suddenly there's persistent knocking on the front door. The captain slows his hand. "No," Emma groans, "maybe they'll go away, keep going." He gives her that sexy, crooked grin as a distant voice calls "Emma? Emma!"

"I think it's your mother, Swan." He pulls his hand away from her.

She groans again, silently cursing her mother. Hurriedly, she tugs on her leggings and grabs a shirt off the floor, buttoning it as she descends the stairs. She runs a hand through her hair before open the door, attempting to tame what sex and sleep did too it.

"Mom," she opens the door, attempting to keep her from coming in but Snow White slips past her easily.

"Emma, where have you been? I tried calling but you didn't answer. What are you-" she cuts off as she takes in Emma's state; rumpled hair, flushed cheeks, and Hook's half unbuttoned shirt. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize I was... interrupting something." She clears her throat uncomfortably, keeping her eyes on the floor.

"Sorry, um I didn't plug my phone in last night, it must have died..."

"Well I just wanted to tell you we're all meeting at Granny's to talk about Hyde. Soon. So um just get ready and meet us there okay? Hook too." She moves to the door, still refusing to look at Emma or the top of the stairs.

"Right, of course. We'll meet you up there." The door shuts before she has all the words out. Emma bounds back up the stairs, laughing. "Well we just completely embarrassed my mother."

"Aye, I heard," he grins, longing across her bed with an arm behind his head and one leg bent up. Emma can't help noticing his large, still erect cock "Also there was something about a meeting?"

She drags her eyes back to his face with effort. "Um yeah. So we should" Killian sits up, moving to the edge of the bed right in front of her "get going."

He reaches for her hand, tugging until she's standing between his bare legs. "Do we have to go" he reaches up, undoing the few buttons she'd done up a few minutes ago "right away?" She shrugs it down her arms, letting it hit the floor again. "Surely we have..." he works his fingers under the waistband of her leggings, tugging gently "a little more time?"

Emma debates for a moment before ridding herself of the leggings and pushing Killian's shoulder until he's lying back on the bed. She follows him quickly, planting a knee on either side of his hips again. "then we unfortunately have to make it quick"

"I can be quick if need be," Emma reaches down, gripping his cock and placing it at her entrance, "wait love, what about that that thing. To stop pregnancies."

"Right, good thinking," she reaches in front of her and a condom appears in a puff of magic smoke. "It's called a condom" She rips it open, rolling it into place.

"As long as it works, I don't care about the name," he grips her hips between his hand and stump, pulling her down roughly until he's buried inside her. They stay that way a moment and he takes the opportunity to rub the small bundle of nerves where their bodies connect.

"Killian" she gasps, bracing one hand on the bed beside him and the other on his chest. She lifts her hips up and brings them down again quickly. She sets a fast pace, and scratches her nails down his chest, through the thick hair there.

After a few thrusts, Killian lifts his hips up to meet hers, burying himself even deeper inside her with every thrust. He goes back to holding her hips, driving her closer to climax. They continue thrusting, hard and fast, Emma's orgasm reaching its peak.

"Emma?" he growls, fingers digging almost painfully into her hip, nearly at his own release. She nods shakily, her hand moving to his shoulder, tightening her grip as they work together, coaxing more pleasure out of their bodies. They finish together in a flash of intense passion. She collapses on top of him, kissing him hard, both of them panting heavily.

"I wish we had more time," Emma laughs breathily.

"Aye, as do I, love. Do we really have to go to that meeting? I've got a few ideas of what we could do instead" He winks devilishly at her.

Groaning, she pulls herself reluctantly away from the sexy pirate. "Yes we have to go. Come on, tiger, let's get dressed." He gets up then gives Emma a quick kiss.