Summary: Captain Jones fulfills his desire and tastes that of Princess Emma.
This is another continuation of what I wrote for the prompts Innocent and Kiss.
A/N: These are unbetaed simply because September started out of nowhere. 😅 (Thank you @kmomof4 for making sure this one made sense lol 😘)
Rated: E; Words: 760; AO3
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“Fucking hell,” Emma moaned as Killian slowly ran his tongue through her folds. Her legs drew together, instinctively fighting his unfamiliar touch, but he simply caressed them until she relaxed enough to part them again. She gasped as he pressed his smile to her clit.
“So, your mouth is not as innocent as the rest of you, is it, Princess?” Killian tutted, giving her another teasing pass. He hummed, feral and hungry, at the thought of trading places with her so they could discover together just how dirty her mouth could be.
“No,” Emma shook her head, arching her back as she chased his lips, “but it’s not nearly as sinful as yours yet.”
Killian raised his brow at that. Yet? As much as he wanted to think she was taunting him, he knew she didn’t realize what she was implying.
He would just have to enlighten her to that eventually as well.
“Patience, love. We’ll get there.” He kissed her inner thigh. “If you want to, of course.”
Killian laughed lightly as Emma swallowed hard. His cock twitched with desire to feel her do that around him, but he wouldn’t force her to try. For now, he focused on bringing her pleasure with his own mouth, as well as on how much he was enjoying the taste of her.
“Tell me, Emma,” he said, meeting her eyes once more as he brought his fingers to her core and traced her slick entrance, “have you ever touched yourself like this before?”
Emma hesitated before answering honestly, “N—no. I haven’t. I don’t know how, and I was afraid of hurting myself.” Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red. “Imagine having to explain that to my parents if I did.”
“Fair enough,” Killian smirked, drawing more small gasps from her as his coated fingers slid easily over her clit. “But you deserve to feel the pleasure of which you’ve been depriving yourself.”
His mouth returned to her flesh as he thumbed at the sensitive nub. He moaned approvingly as he gently prodded her with his tongue, carefully stretching her with its soft touch, coaxing her to open for him. She was like nothing he’d ever tasted before, and he knew he could happily spend forever tending to her like this if she’d let him. As he licked at her inner walls, she hissed at the invasion but told him not to stop.
“Does that feel good?” Killian checked as he continued his efforts to bring her to completion.
“Very,” she encouraged. “Please, I need more.”
As Emma’s hips began to buck, Killian introduced a finger to her core. She seemed to welcome it as he curled it and found another highly responsive spot inside her.
“Oh gods, Killian,” she whimpered, “it’s—it’s too much!”
“It’s supposed to be, Emma, I promise. Don’t fight it.” As he suckled her clit, he worked in a second digit, spreading her just enough to keep her gasping but painless. “Relax and let go. Let it consume you.” Slipping his tongue between them, he brought her closer to the edge.
Emma came crashing over it with a loud cry, her whole body shaking as her orgasm took her by surprise.
Killian wrapped his arms around her thighs and held her steady as she tried to jerk away, guiding her through it with his mouth until she finally settled again.
“Are you alright?” he asked as he kissed along her leg to calm her down.
“Yes,” Emma panted, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. “Yes, that was….”
“Beautiful to witness,” he smiled. “And only the first of many, many more, if you’ll allow me to continue.”
“Please,” she nodded, urging him onto the bed above her. “Please, I want to know everything.”
He kissed her, passionate and deep, letting her taste herself on his lips. As his cock brushed her stomach, she met his gaze, and he could see the apprehension in her eyes.
“Are you sure?” Killian canted his hips away from her. “I will be careful, and I won’t hurt you. But I need you to be sure. It’s alright if we don’t do this.”
Emma’s hands settled on his back, tracing his muscles with her fingers.
“I’m sure,” she reassured him. “Show me what I’m missing.”
At the last second, Baelfire is pulled out of the portal, never going to the land without magic. And so, Princess Emma grows up with her parents. At the age of 18, after a fight with her parents, she runs to the dock, determined to have an adventure. Killian Jones fulfills her request, finding her adventurous spirit strikingly similar to the woman he's trying to avenge.
