Author's Note: So… I was a bit stalled on where I was headed with Sex Ed and I wanted to keep up their adventures. So, the idea of exploring their sex fantasies seemed like an ideal way to keep up my writing the story, keep up my characters and give me time to figure out what I where I want to go. Thanks as always to zengoalie for the quick beta. Please let me know what you all think about this idea/mini-chapter.

If you have a fantasy idea, please drop me a note. I can't promise I'll get to everything… but if there is something that works for me, I will write it!

Interlude #1 - The Elevator

It had started off as a random conversation. They were curled up in her apartment, mind-blowing sex finished (at least, for the moment), just talking. Ruby was busy working a late shift at the diner and they had nothing by time together. Emma was tucked up against Killian's side, legs tangled with his under the thick cover of a blanket, warding off the heavy chill in the air.

"So, love… Professor Mills discussed fantasy and role-playing today in class. It got me thinking, what are your fantasies?" Killian asked, his eyes looking intently at her.

Emma bit her lip and shrugged. She had a lot of sex fantasies, but what would he think if she shared them? What if they were too much for him? Despite the fact they had been regularly having sex for two weeks or so, he was still fairly new to everything. "Well, I usually like to save my leather dog mask on the fifth date…" she said casually, fighting back the grin that threatened to overtake her face.

Killian's blue eyes widened for a second before narrowing at her, his hand tugging at a loose curl gently. "Very funny."

Emma winked at him cheekily and took a deep breath. Maybe this would be easier to accomplish if they started small. "I don't know, random stuff. Remember the day we made out in the library?"

"As if I could forget."

"Well, I've always wanted to have sex in an elevator. I almost attacked you in there on the way to the fifth floor," she said, her hand squeezing his thigh under their blanket.

He grinned in appreciation as her hands started to wander freely and all talk of fantasies and elevators were quickly forgotten as Killian reversed their position, pinning Emma to the couch with a fierce kiss.

Emma never expected that he even remembered her little elevator fantasy slip until a few days later. They were on their way out of Professor Mills' class, when she felt his hand encircle her wrist, giving her a gentle tug in a different direction. She raised an eyebrow at him as he led her down the hallway, towards the back of the building, instead of their normal way out the large double front doors.

"What's going on, Killian?" Emma asked as she looked around.

His innocent smile spoke volumes and made her pulse start to race in a different way. "I noticed that this building has a different way to get out of here. I thought we might explore it, maybe beat the rush."

"Really now?" Emma asked incredulously, her eyes looking around at the empty corridor.

"Have a little faith, Swan," Killian winked at her as they turned the corner to find another set of elevators. Unlike the elevators at the front entrance, these elevators only had a few students milling about.

Emma's eyes widened as she pieced together the fantasy conversation with the nearly abandoned elevators in front of them. Killian bounced on the balls of his feet next to her, a smug grin on his face that sent shivers down her spine, his fingers interlacing with hers.

Teach a man the ways of sex and suddenly he's a sex badass. Emma mused as he leaned forward and punched the up button. It only took a moment before the quiet ding of the elevator chimed in the hallway, the other students shaking their heads at the brightly lit UP signal.

Killian stepped forward, his hand waving in a flourish. "After you, my lady." The smile on his face spoke volumes about the plans he had in his head once they got into the elevator.

She bit back a snort and stepped into the empty elevator, Killian entering in after her, his hand going to the close door button and pressing it with impatience.

The doors slid closed and in the blink of an eye, Killian had her pressed back against the wall of the elevator, his tongue sliding into her mouth, one hand threaded through her hair, the other firmly on her ass. He kissed her with a certain desperation, knowing that their time was short, when the elevator chimed again, people could be entering. The thrill of discovery made her blood simmer and Emma could feel herself growing wet as his tongue curled around hers.

She moaned softly under the sudden assault of his lips against hers. The kiss was so passionate, she couldn't think, could hardly breathe. It was nothing but him invading her senses. Emma could feel the outline of his hard cock pressing into her and she lifted her leg around his waist, allowing him better access as he began to grind up against her.

Killian hummed with appreciation and only pressed her tighter against the wall of the elevator, his hand moving up to slide under her jeans to return to her ass. His fingers squeezed and kneaded the flesh, before dipping under to brush against her drawing a low moan from Emma's lips.

With difficulty, Emma blinked open her eyes, to look at his smug smile and his bright blue eyes, looking down at her. She couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips in return, his joy at granting her something was clearly infectious. "Yeah, yeah Jones. Tables have turned and all that."

"Mmmm. So wet for me Swan. You weren't kidding about this turning you on," he whispered against her lips as his fingers brushed over her once more before he pulled his hand loose, popping his fingers in his mouth to suck them clean.

Emma's eyes went wide at his brazen act, watching his talented tongue clean his fingers.

His low chuckle at her reaction sent another low jolt of lust up her spine as he rotated his hips against hers in an agonizing turn. "After months of you being in charge, I thought it was only fitting to help you with your fantasies." His fingers were suddenly pulling at the button of her jeans, deftly undoing the button and tugging down the zipper.

A sudden ping rang out, as the elevator reached the destination of the fifth floor. Killian smartly stepped out in front of Emma covering her unbuttoned jeans, hands dropping down to casually cover his erection. An older gentleman with a cane stepped into the elevator, glared at Killian and Emma, before punching the first floor with his cane.

Emma quickly buried her face into the warm crook of Killian's shoulder, hiding her laughter at almost being caught, literally, with her pants down. She slipped her other hand into the back pocket of Killan's jeans, giving his ass a firm squeeze as the elevator traveled downward. Killian let out a small grunt at the contact of Emma's hands, but stayed stock still as the old man glared at them again.

Finally, the elevator ping'ed again. The man gave Killian and Emma one final glare. "You know, dearies, there are perfectly good bedrooms for your indecent activities. I suggest you locate one," he said in a clipped formal tone, before limping off the elevator.

Killian turned around to look at Emma, eyes wide from amusement.

Emma laughed and shook her head as she quickly buttoned up her jeans. "C'mon sailor, let's finish this round at your place." She linked her fingers through his and pulled him out the elevator.