Author: Kat Lee
Dedicated To: I know you don't do Captain Swan, hughville, but when I saw the prompt I thought of you and wanted to give you a reason to smile. :)
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Rating: Soft R/M
Challenge/Prompt: comment_fic Once Upon a Time,
Word Count: 500
Date Written: 14 November 2017
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
Regina’s eyes open. Her dark gaze looks through the room until she finds the Pirate already sitting up in bed, softly stroking Emma’s blonde hair with his one, good hand. She turns on her side, watching them. “Snow would kill me,” she whispers, thinking guiltily of the relationship with her stepdaughter she’s finally mended, and which will be shattered again when the truth of Storybrooke’s latest marriage is discovered.
Hook shrugs nonchalantly. “Her father already wanted to kill me.”
Regina smirks up at him. “That’s different.”
“Yeah,” Hook grins, “I’m not the one who spent years trying to kill them.”
Regina starts to retort, but Emma stirs in her sleep. “Sh. We’ll wake her.”
Killian’s dark eyes glisten with joy. “I can think of far better ways to wake the Savior.”
“Me too.” Regina starts to lean over Emma but stops when she feels a sharp hook pressing its smooth side into her naked breast.
“If you ever want out of this -- “
“I don’t. If being good means losing her,” she shakes her head, “I don’t want to be good.”
“If you change your mind -- “
“I won’t.” She almost growls this time.
“Look. I’m just trying to say I understand. You can get out any time you want to given one thing: You don’t hurt her.”
Regina smirks up at him. “That sounds a lot like a speech I gave . . . what? one, two years ago? to a certain Pirate. But I’m not going to hurt her, Killian. I’ll never hurt her. I’ll crush my own heart first.”
“You and me both, luv,” Killian whispers and leans back, watching as Regina wakes Emma with a long, slow, passionate kiss.
Emma stirs awake with a smile already lifting her lips. “Mmm . . . It wasn’t all a dream, was it?”
“No, luv,” Killian whispers, running his hook gently through her long hair the way she likes, “it wasn’t.” That beautiful smile he sees on her face is what this journey has always been about for him.
“We’re here for you,” Regina whispers against Emma’s smiling lips, “always.”
“Or at least as long as you’ll have us.”
“I think I made that clear last night.”
“Who would have thought the cricket could be trusted to marry you both to me after your public wedding ceremony and not breathe a word of it?”
“He wants us to be happy, Regina. That’s all Archie’s ever wanted for his friends.”
“Are you, Swann?”
Emma turns her head as Regina starts to nuzzle her breasts. She takes Killian’s hook in her hand and very gently, very carefully licks it sharp tip. “Oh, yeah,” she moans, her eyes already beginning to glaze over with the power of their passion again, “oh, yeah, I’m definitely happy.”
Leaning down to kiss her, Killian mutters, “Then that’s all that matters.” He takes her lips with his as Regina takes her breast into her mouth. Between the two, Emma’s happier than she’s ever been, and she knows this is her happy ending at last.