So I wrote this in an hourish. It's unedited. Like or reblog please. For all of my new followers. Thank you all :) This went in so many directions. Sorry. ____________________________________Emma had found him tied to the docks, the metal chains binding him to the wood. The strong chain held his shoulders back, and were locked together across his sternum. His head was tilted up, his eyes closed. With the sound of approaching footsteps, they opened, his gaze sharp. A smirk she hadn't seen in a long time crossed his face. "Well, look who we have here," he sneered. Emma bit her tongue. This wasn't truly him. She knew what was happening. "Killian," she greeted. Emma tried to keep still as the pirate's gaze ran up her body, lingering on certain places. His tongue flicked out to run over his lips, making Emma tingle. "I always feel like I get no where with you," Killian started. "That I'm the only one who tries, but now...Now, you're coming to see /me/...How things change." His voice was low, the words leaving his mouth as a growl. Emma rolled her eyes, trying to not let the words affect her. He didn't mean it.... "You're a selfish lass, always taking and never...giving." His eyes flicked down to her stomach, trailing down and stopping. She blinked, moving and kneeling beside him. Grabbing his chin, Emma forced him to look at her. His eyes betrayed his smirk without her looking down at his lips. "Listen, Killian. We're equal parts in this relationship. I-" "You what?" He interrupted. "You're the Savior. The almighty hero of the Enchanted Forest. You don't care about me. I love you, and you feel nothing for me in return. Maybe I should've killed you when I had the chance. Better yet, make you fall in love with me, then /crush/ you and abandon you like your parents did." Killian finished, lunging forward, only to be stopped by the chains. He knew her, how to press her buttons. And it worked. Emma gritted her teeth, her hand moving and gripping his hair roughly, yanking it back, exposing his throat. She definitely wasn't expecting him to let out a moan. Her eyes darken, and his landed on her breasts. Emma felt anger course through her veins. Roughly, she trailed her nails down his throat, leaving red lines behind. The blonde moved and straddled his lap, her feet pressing down hard on his knees. Killian's eyes lit up. "This is how you like it, /princess/? Rough and angry," he pressed, and Emma was annoyed. Too annoyed. He needed to be silenced. So Emma did the first thing that came to mind- her lips crashing against his. Eager teeth pulled at each other's lips. Emma yanked his hair again, causing him to buck up into her. She may not like it like this, but he did. Emma pulled away, chest rising frequently for air. His followed her rhythm. Her eyes met his hard ones. A few blinks, and they softened. "Emma?" He breathed. His eyes widened as he remembered what had happened. "Please accept my apologies, love, I didn't-" Emma's pale finger landed carefully on his lips, and Killian silenced himself. "Apology accepted," she said. "But that doesn't matter, we need to get you out...Where's the key?" A sheepish grin spread across his face. "The bottom of the bay." Emma raised an eyebrow, but said nothing as she closed her hand around the lock and pulled, her magic allowing her to free him easily. Killian grunted, then she was on her back, the pirate between her thighs, pinning her to the ground. "My Savior," he murmured, moving to kiss her. Their lips barely brushed when he let out a cry, rolling off of her and onto his. "She can't save you from this, Jones." Emma sat up, glancing to her left. Her eyes widened as she saw Gold standing there, heart in hand. Pieces fit together, and she stood. "Give me his heart," she said, her fist balling up. It made so much since now. Gold tsked, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, Miss Swan, but I'm afraid I cannot allow that to happen. You see, I like a puppet. I don't have to get my hands dirty." "You made him kill the fairies." Gold just smiled. "No, that was his own decision. It was them..or you. I'm sure you can figure out what he was thinking. "Emma," Killian started. "I-" Emma's heart seized when Gold squeezed the heart, efficiently silencing him. She watched as dust fell through his fingers. No.... She could beat him. She could beat him at his own game. She'd done it before. "Let's make a deal."