Mon!Killian and (if possible) the Dark Hook one for the sentence thingy 👍🏼
Thank you, darling! Here is a small snippet from the mob fic I just finished sprinting on, as well as another little bit of DH/First Born Deal au. Enjoy!!
“I assume you’ve had a chance to consider your position.”
“Work for you or walk the plank, you mean?” she quipped over the rim of the mug before taking a drink, her brows scrunching together at how he’d managed to fix it exactly to her liking.
“A bit dramatic, don’t you think love?”
“That’s why we’re out here, isn’t it?” she challenged. “A great place to do business without the worry of being overheard, or having uninvited guests drop in while you dispose of a body where it’ll never be found.”
Jones ran his tongue over his teeth, his gaze quickly flicking towards the portholes that led to the vast ocean beyond. Shrugging his shoulder, he shot back a flippant response. “I admit, the term sleeping with the fishes is a bit cliche, but you can’t argue the effectiveness a watery grave has in helping to cover one’s tracks.”
“Well,” Emma replied, wetting her lips and setting the mug on the table before her. “I’ve never really been a fan of water sports, so I guess that just leaves me with option number one.” Snapping her eyes up, she met his gaze, a look of understanding passing between them.
“I was hoping you’d see it my way.” Shooting her a wink, he stood and made his way for the door.
Dark Hook/First Born Deal AU:
“Are you sure I can’t tempt you?”
What a loaded question. Emma knew he meant more than the piece of chocolate he was currently taunting her with. The aim of his temptations were far more carnal in nature.
Killian stood and sauntered over to her, the chocolate softening from the heat between his finger and thumb. “Here, love. Have a small taste of what I’m offering before you go.”
Presenting the indulgence to the seam of her lips, he arched his brow and awaited her response, daring her to take the offering. Not one to back down from a challenge, Emma opened her mouth before she could admonish herself for playing right into his hands. Placing the luscious square of softened chocolate on her tongue, his thumb lingered, briefly caught on her closing lips forcing her to suck off some of the richness before he slipped it and his finger into his own mouth to lap up the rest. Emma’s eyes fluttered shut from the provocative sight as much as the sultry feel of the chocolate liquifying in the heat of her mouth. The bitterness tinged with notes of vanilla and toasted nuts flooded her senses as the sinful sweet slid down her throat, leaving her with a craving for more.
