I wasn't going to add another chapter after the epilogue, but when I asked my bestie if she wanted a fic for Christmas she asked me for another installement of this story and who am I to deny Nicki. Sadly I never managed to write it so I decided to make amends by writing one for Valentine's day. I really hope you all like it!

Thanks to Haleigh for agreeing to beta this chapter :). Needless to say that this chapter is rated S for Smut!

Enjoy!

Tonight was their date night and coincidentally it was also Valentine's day. For that past couple of weeks they have decided to have one or two nights a month where they would go out. Work and their responsibilities took most of their time, and when they finally had a moment for themselves they were exhausted, spending most of their nights with them curled on their couch as they watched a movie. They both missed going out, so they decided to make an effort and spend one of their evenings out.

They had nothing special planned for the most romantic night of the year. Even though Killian was quite the romantic, he felt that he shouldn't just show her one night a year, but more than once a year.

Emma finished applying the last touches to her make-up and straightened herself afterwards before looking over herself in the full body length mirror in their bedroom. Her hair fell down her back and rested on her shoulders. She had opted for a red dress (to match the occasion) with a sweetheart neckline, the top molding her curves perfectly and the skirt of her dress fanning outwards from the waist down to her knees. She finished her outfit with a pair of black high heels and a small, silver swan necklace that Killian gave to her for her birthday last year, because, according to him, she needed something as graceful and beautiful as her.

Inspecting her whole outfit one last time, she tucked a loose strand of her curled hair behind her ear as she stepped outside of the bedroom, entering the living room where Killian had been waiting for her for the past forty minutes. He lifted his gaze from his phone and his blue eyes widened at the sight of her, his mouth parting slightly.

"Nothing to say huh? I guess I succeeded on knocking you out with my dress." She teased him as she walked towards where he was sitting.

Killian chuckled at her words and got up to join her midway his hands instantly going for her waist. He leaned his head forward capturing her lips for a soft kiss.

"Well you do look stunning in that dress, love." He took a step back to admire her attire one last time, while Emma did the same with him.

"You don't look so bad yourself." In her opinion Killian always looked good (except those awkward teenaged years where his arms were longer than the rest of his body and he was uncoordinated). He could wear a potato sack and he would still look like a model walking down the runway.

He had opted for a light gray dress shirt (the first couple of buttons open of course), a dark gray blazer and a pair of black dress pants. Despite the simple choice of clothing, Emma was already turned on.

They kissed softly one more time and then grabbed their coats and headed outside to hail a cab. They arrived at the restaurant with time to spare, their table unavailable for the moment. The waitress led them to a small table in the bar area, ordering a pint of Guinness for him and a glass of white wine for her. They were sitting close to each other, Killian's hand squeezing her thigh affectionately. They talked about their week, both being too busy with work and with Emma finishing her last semester at college that they barely had time to themselves. It may be Valentine's Day but for them it was more an opportunity to have a night together.

Luckily, they didn't wait long for their table to be ready, the waitress coming to tell them to follow her with their drinks as she led them to their table. Emma smiled when she noticed the spot that Killian had chosen, knowing that he must have specifically requested a secluded table for them.

Their table was next to a small fireplace, the dim lighting of the restaurant adding to the romantic setting of their date. They ordered a bottle of wine and both skimmed through the menu, hands never too far from one another. When they settled on what they were going to eat, they sipped their glasses of wine as they continued talking about their week, Killian mentioning how David was trying to act all calm about the fact that he was going to be a father, but deep down he was freaking out while Emma told him about Mary Margaret calling her and narrated all the details of her last appointment with the doctor.

They ate in a content companionship as they continued to chat about the events of their week. Once they finished their meal and dessert, it was still early considering it was a Friday and both of them didn't feel like going home just yet. Deciding on going out for more drinks, they headed over to Harrison's Irish Pub, where Emma used to work.

Emma was overwhelmed by the familiarity of the bar. Despite the fact that it had now been two years since she quit that job It still felt as if she was here the night before working a late night shift.

Killian walked them over to a booth in the back, and she instantly recognized it as the one where she broke his heart and told him things were over, a long time ago. A small smile appeared on her face as she realized how much Killian had fought for her inspite of her pushing him away. Emma had come a long way since that night almost two years ago and was more than happy that he had shown her that he wouldn't abandon her. He loved her and she believed it more than anything.

As they settled themselves in their booth, Emma took a look around the place. It hadn't change that much, the only thing noticeable was the staff; she didn't recognized any of them. Shortly after quitting, Ruby had done the same and went to help her Granny run her restaurant.

One drink became three drinks, and Emma quickly felt herself getting tipsy, but in a good way. She was happy and laughing at her boyfriend's dorky comments, and soon felt a shiver run down her spine when the hand on her thigh (well hidden under the table) came to venture further up, his fingers brushing her inner thigh until he finally reached her now scorching center. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, an inaudible moan escaping her lips when Killian pressed his fingers on her bundle of nerves still covered by her lacy underwear.

"Killian." Emma breathed out. "We're in crowded bar." His nose came to brush the skin under her earlobe as he then place a soft kiss on her neck.

"I just couldn't keep my hands to myself anymore, love. You've been a bloody vision in that dress tonight, and we haven't had a time for ourselves in over a week. I need to feel you, bury myself in you, and hear all those dirty noises that come out of your mouth when I make you come, over and over."

"Oh God." Emma whispered, his words going straight to her core making her even more ready for him. She opened her eyes to look around the bar, and noticed that they were far away from prying eyes and the patrons were too absorbed in their own discussions and drinks to notice them. She rolled her hips into his fingers, encouraging him to continue.

"Make it fast, and then take me home and fuck me." Killian growled as his lips were on hers, while his fingers tossed her underwear aside and pushed two fingers inside her heat, thrusting them back and forward in a steady pace, his thumb drawing circles on her clit.

Emma came embarrassingly fast as Killian swallowed her moans with his kisses. She didn't know if it was due to the fact that they hadn't had the chance to be intimate in over a week or if it was because they were in public which added to the thrill or maybe it was a bit of both.

"Let's go home." She told him as she dragged her teeth on his ear lobe, her hand squeezing the bulge in his pants lightly , making him hiss at the contact.

Killian followed her with his jacket draped on his arm in front of him, casually hiding his arousal. Emma hailed a cab quickly and both entered the yellow car. The ride was filled with light touches here and there as they both tried to keep their hormones in check, not wanting to make the cab driver uncomfortable with an intense make-out session. Emma tried to focus on the music playing on the radio and noticed him doing the same.

When the car stopped, Killian almost threw his money at the driver and they both got out of the car in haste, his hands instantly going to her waist as they stumbled into the building. Climbing the stairs proved to be quite the challenge as they couldn't keep their hands off each other, giggling every now and then. Killian tried to unlock the door to their apartment in haste while Emma stood behind him, her fingers tugging at his shirt out of his pants.

"Hurry." She urged him on as she was already attacking his belt before diving a hand into his pants.

"Fuck." He breathed out his forehead hitting the door. "You're not making it easy, Emma."

Emma smirked as she started to stroke him the best she could with his pants still on. "Aren't you up to the challenge?"

"You know I always am." The door finally sprang open, pulling her hand out as he walked inside followed by her.

Killian turned around, hands cupping her face as he smacked his lips on hers, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth. Emma moaned into the kiss as she pushed him in direction of their bedroom while she unbuttoned his shirt, desperate to feel his skin under her hands.

His knees hit the edge of the bed while she shoved him onto the mattress, his shirt now discarded, Emma focusing on pushing his pants down. One of her eyebrows shot upwards when she noticed his boxer briefs.

"Red boxer briefs?" His laugh came out hoarse, enough to make squeeze her thighs together at the sound of it.

"I thought it was fitting." He simply answered, his eyes now black with lust when he saw her licking her lips.

"I like it, but these need to go. Now." His breathing picked up when he lifted his hips up a bit so Emma could pull them down, humming when she saw his cock spring free. Her fingers curled around his hardened length, stroking him lightly as her lips brushed the silky skin.

Killian was about to tell her to stop teasing when she finally took him in her mouth, moaning as she hollowed her cheeks around him. Emma's tongue massaged the underside of his shaft until she reached the tip and swirled her tongue around it. His hands went to caress her hair as she continued to pleasure him until he begged her to stop.

She did as he asked and got up, standing between his parted legs. He looked up at her from where he was sitting while his hands trailed up to the zipper of her dress, and lowered it down slowly.

A lopsided grin came across his face, his hands gripping her waist and growling when he noticed that he wasn't the only one who thought of putting on something special. Emma was wearing a matching red lacy thong and bra, her breasts seeking attention as they almost spilled out of the fabric. Killian leaned forward kissing her lean stomach, trailing upwards as his hands kneaded her breasts, plucking her nipples through the fabric. Her breathing was now labored as he continued to pepper her upper body with wet kisses.

"Killian." She whimpered when he pushed the cups of her bra, his mouth latched to the perky pink nub. "I can't wait anymore, I need to feel you inside me."

Emma whined when his warm mouth left her breast and pushed himself further into the bed, sprawled on his back with one of his usual smirks. She took her panties off and then made a show as she crawled above him, brushing her dripping heat over his erection. They both groaned at the contact, as she started to sway her hips over him. Killian was about to turn her around so he could just take her, but just when he was about to, Emma lifted her hips up lining his cock with her entrance, sinking down on him.

Her eyes closed when she felt him stretching her, pausing for a moment when he was fully seated inside her. Emma placed her hands on his bare chest, nails dragging slightly on the skin feeling the roughness of his chest hair at the tip of her fingers as she started to move her hips up and down. Killian pushed his hips in time to meet hers hitting that one spot that was guaranteed to make her crumble above him.

The room was now filled with the sound of their moans and groans, as she kept riding him, her breast bouncing in time with her movements, until they both reached their climax. Emma fell forward limply while Killian's arms went to circle her upper body as they both tried to regain their wits.

Killian helped Emma roll to his side, settling her head on his chest allowing her to listen to the steady staccato of his heart. She hummed contently, his hand caressing her back lightly.

"I've missed this." She told him, slowly drifting off in a peaceful slumber.

"It's only been a week, Swan." Killian teased hugging her tightly.

"I know but it felt like weeks." Emma lifted her head and rested her chin on his chest, smiling softly at him. "I love you too much to keep my hands off you, even after all this time." Killian mirrored her smiled and pressed a chaste kiss on her lips.

"I love you too." He told her.

Her head resumed its earlier position as it now followed the steady rise of his chest.

"I kept reminding myself tonight, how happy I am to have stumbled at your pub two years ago. I usually never went to grab a drink alone after work, but after an awful day I felt like I needed it. If I had never went inside I would have never been able to save a certain damsel in distress." Emma raised her head so she could lock her eyes with his and smacked him on his chest.

"I wasn't in distress, I could've kicked that guy's ass anytime." Killian chuckled at her response.

"I know you could. You always did defend yourself pretty well when the boys teased you when you were a kid." Emma smiled proudly at him which made him laugh again.

"Well I'm happy that you happened to stumble by the bar and defended me. It got us together again." Killian hugged her tightly whispering and 'it did' into her ear both falling asleep not long after.

They napped for an hour or so, Emma waking up by Killian's touch before they let themselves enjoy each other's company for the rest of the night.