The battle was fierce as Emma, Killian, and Liam - yes, her pirate's older brother - fought off the creatures of the Underworld. She still couldn't believe she had met him after all of Killian's stories, that all three of them were battling their way out of the Underworld.

They had sent Regina, Robin and Henry off ahead to get her son home safe when all… well… Hell broke loose. The three of them had gotten separated from her parents and Gold but they knew where to meet up, if they could just get through the furies and other hell beasts that were trying to kill them.

Well, kill her and Killian now that he was alive again. She was starting to rethink doing that whole process so far from the portal home. But right now she didn't have time to think about it, throwing a fireball at another furey as Killian ran a beast through with his sword.

He saw her moving and giving all that she had, as they kept battling. Just seeing her golden hair flying, her eyes look over to see he was okay, the fact that she came for him answered a question he had long ago. He would go to the ends of the world or time, for her. And now he knew, she felt the same. There was no doubt, and now he knew what he had to to, what he needed to do. He couldn't wait any longer. "Swan! Emma!" he called towards her trying to get her attention. Finally catching her eye he exclaimed, "Emma… Marry me!"

Her eyes widened as she threw another burst of magic at a creature over his shoulder. "You're proposing right now?!"

He elbowed a furry and then swung his sword right through it. "Not just proposing…" He slashed through another monster. "Marry me. Marry me right now, love"

Emma threw her magic at two more furies as Liam struck down a different hell beast. "I don't think this is the best time right now!" she screamed over her shoulder, letting another ball of magic fly.

"Knowing us, it might be awhile…" He slashed through one more monster, "before we get a chance." He tore through another beast and turned back to look at her. "I love you, Emma. I made my choice. What is yours?"

Her heart was in her throat. Catching her breath she smiled - she knew the answer, there wasn't a question about it. "Yes… Absolutely yes!" They both gave each other a brief smile as they turned back to fight more of the monsters off.

Killian looked over to his brother. "Liam. Marry us!"

Liam glanced over his shoulder as he continued to slash at the beasts. "I'm a little busy at the moment little brother."

Killian rolled his eyes and kicked at a hell beast. "Younger Brother!" Emma smirked at her pirate's indignation, as she lashed out with two more magic jolts. "Liam, please!" he pleaded.

His brother gave a small smile as he struck another creature. "We gather here today…"

He was cut off by Emma, "The short version!"

"Yes Milady," Liam responds, dodging an attack and striking the animal. "Emma Swan, do you take Killian Jones as your husband?!"

"I do!" she shouted, striking out with more magic at their attackers.

"Killian Jones, do you take Emma Swan as your beloved wife?!" He proclaimed cutting down a fury and turning around to help Emma with one of hers.

"I do!" Killian screamed back, slicing through two more creatures before swinging around to look at Emma.

"As Captain, I now pronounce you Husband and Wife-" He didn't get to finish as Killian scooped Emma up into his arms, kissing her with everything he had. She felt the familiar warmth spread through her and then burst out, the white magic sweeping through them and blowing back all the monsters out of their path.

They only had seconds to look at each other, a smile on both of their faces before Liam screamed from behind them, "Run!"
-

They were all loading into the boat as Killian looked at his brother. "Liam, I…" He didn't know what to say.

Liam just smiled at him. "Go, Killian. I'll be fine." He looked at Emma and the others. "Now that I know you are okay, that you have a family I can… move on." The brothers embraced in a tight hug. "This is a place I wish for you not to follow me, Killian. At least not for a long time."

Killian pulled back, eyes misted over, so many words and emotions conveyed in a single utterance "Goodbye, brother."

Liam clapped him on the shoulder, nodded in understanding and replied, "Goodbye, younger brother." He watched Killian blink and look up at him in shock that he finally said it.

Emma lightly grasped his arm. "Killian… I'm sorry, but we have to get out of here."

He nodded, looked to Liam one more time and smiled before getting into the boat. He refused to look back, keeping a tight grip on Emma's hand.
-

They were back, actually back. Emma looked over to Killian as they walked. Each minute he didn't fall over, or the neck wound didn't reopen, the more she actually believed it was over, he was alive. They had been successful, though she refused to stop holding his hand. They all walked into Granny's, starving and honestly not sure how long it had been since they ate. Besides, that was where Regina, Robin, and Henry were supposed to be waiting for them.

In fact the moment they walked into the door a flash of color collided with the both of them. Henry hugged them both before looking up at Killian. "You're back!"

Killian smiled. "I'm back lad." He looked to Emma, "All thanks to your mother." He then turned toward the rest of the group. "Well, all of you. I can't begin to say…"

David cut him off, clapping him on the shoulder. "It's what this family does… Killian. We find each other."

Emma squeezed his fingers as he tried not to let his eyes mist over.

"Lasagna's ready!" Granny called, and everyone grabbed a plate and dug in.
-

Emma leaned her head on Killian's shoulder. "Ready to get out of here?"

"Absolutely, love."

They both got out of the booth and Emma looked over to Henry. "You coming Kid, or where do you want to go tonight?"

Henry came over and looked at the two of them. "As much as I would love to pick out the room in our new house…" Killian and Emma turned to look to each other in surprise but both knew that was where they were truly headed. "I think I'm gonna stay with my other mom tonight, and let you two…" Henry didn't continue but cleared his throat and looked away. "Besides, I need to pack stuff to move in."

Killian reached out and ruffled the boy's hair. Not much longer and he would be taller than him. "Sounds good, lad. Just let me know and I'll be over to help."

Henry flung his arms around the pirate again and Killian wrapped his arms around the boy. "I'm glad you're back," Henry said before breaking the hug. He gave his mom a hug, then said goodnight and went back over to see Roland.

The two nodded at the others and started out the door. David was about to interrupt but Mary Margaret pushed him back down in the booth. "Let them be, David."

He grumbled slightly but then shook his head in agreement. "At least she is happy again." He was too he thought, finally admitting to himself that he was happy to have his friend back.
-

They walked into their home, this time hand in hand without any darkness. Emma waved her hand turning on the lights as Killian shut the door, and they just looked at each other. It was crazy but they were both nervous. "I can't believe I'm saying this, lass. But now what?"

And she laughed, a fully body laugh, and he joined in. Soon his arms were around her, pulling her into a hug. She looked up into those bright blue eyes, now once again so vibrant and full of life and her hand went to the side of his face. "I love you, so much."

He smiled down at her, his thumb pressing against the indent of her chin. "I love you, more than I could ever say."

Their lips touched in a chaste kiss, soft and sweet. They broke away to lean their foreheads against one another, just breathing each other in. They were happy to be alive and together, grateful to be back in each other's arms.

His hand found her left, his fingers traveling over her ring finger and she smiled. "First thing tomorrow, I will head over to the Jolly. I have something that belongs here."

Emma ran her fingers through the hair at the nap of his neck, looking back up at him as her other hand moved to grab hold of the ring on the chain around her neck. "What about this one?"

Killian smiled. "The one I have in mind was my mothers. That one, while significant, isn't exactly what I imagined on your finger."

She smiled and took the necklace off. Kissing the ring she slid the necklace over his head. "Then it will be yours." He sighed and looked at his hook, a movement Emma caught. "Killian, I love you. I love all of you. Hook, no hook, it doesn't matter to me."

"I just wish…"

"No. You can wear it on the necklace, you can wear it on your right hand." She looked up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Just wear it."

Killian leaned down and kissed her again, pulling back when a thought struck him. "Your father is going to kill me."

Emma looked up at him in alarm. "What? What for? And… and don't joke about that!"

His fingers trailed down the side of her face. "Sorry love. But, I married you without his permission."

Her eyes widened and she swallowed. "And without him or my mother or…"

"Or anyone else there." They both looked at each other, and knew they were in trouble. He bit his lip. "I'm sorry love. I shouldn't have-"

She cut him off and kissed him before smiling."I'm not sorry. I love you. I wouldn't change it." They laid their foreheads together again. "I just think that… we don't tell them."

"What?" A million thoughts were going through his head, all of them reasons why she didn't want to let her family know she married him. His heart dropped.

Emma bit her lip and looked up at him, her hand going to cup the side of his face. "Hey, hey… stop that. I love you. This is nothing against you. I love you." She saw him swallow, so she continued to the real reason. "It would break their heart to know that they didn't see it. I can't do that to them."

"What are you saying my love?"

"How about we don't tell them we did it but you go ask for permission. We get engaged and let my mother plan a… reasonable wedding"

That is when she saw the smirk back in her pirate's eyes. "So are you saying you want to be mine so much Swan that you want to marry me twice?"

Emma grinned. "I haven't made that obvious enough yet?"

He kissed her, pulling her back into his arms. "I like this idea, my love. It will make your parents and Henry happy. And… maybe I will get to see you in a nice white dress?"

She wrapped her arms back around his neck and leaned in. "That can be arranged."

He looked down into her jade green depths. "I have one request, if that is okay, my beautiful wife"

"And what would that be, husband?"

He leaned in more fully, pulling her flush against him, making her feel him hard against her hip. She moaned and her eyes fluttered as she looked up at him. "We celebrate the Honeymoon first."

She moved up on her tiptoes. "I like the sound of that." She then smiled. "Who would believe the two of us would wait until our wedding night."

Killian smiled back. "It wasn't for lack of trying sweetheart."

She pulled him into another kiss and then squealed as he swept her into his arms. This was a familiar position but since he wasn't drunk like his past self, it carried a lot more finesse. "Killian!"

He kissed her cheek. "Don't deprive me of this. I'm already tempted to walk outside and then back over the threshold."

"Save that for next time," she tells him as she kisses his neck, nuzzling into the spot by his ear. He groaned and quickly went up the stairs. "Last door," she directs, nibbling at the cords in his neck, earning herself a small growl from her pirate.

He kicked at the door and it opened. Walking over to the four poster king sized bed he sat her down next to it. He cupped her face in his hand, thumb stroking the soft skin.

She looked up into his eyes, smiling. "I'm all yours."

Those words were his undoing and his mouth went back to hers in a deep kiss. Her tongue moved against his lips and he groaned as he opened for her, tasting her. He couldn't hold back - his mouth began to plunder hers, teeth nipping at her lower lip as he swirled his tongue against hers, lips moving hard against her lips.

She thought he was trying to devour her and she welcomed it, finally. Her hands moved to his jacket, trying to tug it off his form. He moved his arms away from her, keeping his mouth still firmly attached to hers and shrugged off his coat, and then his hand and hook went back to her waist, pulling her hips towards him.

Her hands moved to his shirt, quickly unbuttoning it and tugging the fabric out of his pants. He let out a small laugh against her lips at her eagerness but then her fingers were roaming through his chest hair, lightly scratching at his chest and the sensation caused his blood to run south. Hardening further if that was even possible.

She pulled the fabric off his shoulders and he broke the kiss to take it off his arms, his brace falling to the floor along with it.

"My turn, love." His hand and stump moved to her red leather and edged it off her shoulders. She then helped him pull the sweater over her head, leaving her in a white lace bra. He slowed slightly and lightly ran his fingers over her side. "So beautiful, Swan."

"It's not Swan anymore." Her hands moved over his chest, then around him, pulling him to her in a deep kiss. Her hands dropped down between them, quickly undoing his belt and then her fingers were fumbling with the button of his pants. He pushed his hips against hers and Emma groaned, feeling his hard length pressed against her. She popped the button from his pants and quickly moved the zipper down, her hands finding their way under the elastic of his boxers.

Killian groaned as his mouth moved to her neck, nibbling and sucking at the flesh that he found, making her moan. His hips jerked towards hers as her fingers wrapped around his hard length.

She moaned when she felt him- hard, warm, and pulsing in her hand. Emma kissed him hard once more, smiling slightly into kiss as she thought about what she was in store for.

He caught the look. "Like what you found, love?" he asked into her ear, his warm breath ghosting over her, making her shudder at his deep voice.

"Yes," she moaned, squeezing him for emphasis and he responded by pressing himself against her again, moving her back against the post of the bed. She groaned, "Bed," and was then wrapping her free hand around his neck, pulling him into a kiss again.

His hand and wrist moved to her hips and guided her down onto the mattress, him following and hovering over her. His hand moved over her side and up to her breast, squeezing lightly and making her gasp.

He pulled away and sat up, straddling her legs. Leaning up on her elbows as he leaned over her, she let his fingers undo the clasp of her bra. He pulled the lace away as she leaned back, allowing the straps to be pulled from her arms. His eyes gazed over her before murmuring in awe, "Absolutely gorgeous." He moved in-between her legs and she wrapped them around him, pulling him against her. His mouth moved to her left breast, tongue swirling over the taunt nipple.

Leaning her head back against the bed her eyes closed tight, gasping as his mouth nipped and sucked on the flesh. His hand moved to her free breast, thumb moving in circles over the hardened flesh. He was in heaven. He had dreamed so many times of this but now, now it was real. It was finally real.

Emma moved her hips up into his, making them both moan. Her hands moved over his shoulders and down his back to slide under his pants, grabbing hold of his ass as her fingernails gripped slightly. His hips jerked toward her in response, desire making him go mad with want, need to be inside her. Her hands moved out and she started to try and pull down his pants. "Off," she mewled, trying to tug them down.

He broke his mouth away from her breast, moving up to kiss her deeply before moving away from her. He stood, pulling off the remainder of his clothing in haste and in seconds he was standing there in front of her naked.

She looked up at him, her eyes running the length of his body. His hair was a mess from her hands, eyes full of lust and desire, lips red and swollen from their kissing. That glorious chest hair covered taut, hard abs and trailed down, down… She licked her lips as her eyes settled on his manhood. His little captain was standing at attention all for her and with a wicked smile on her lips she thought how 'little' was not a word to describe it.

She got up and moved over to him on the edge of the bed, her hand grabbing his stumped arm and pulling him onto the bed and rolling him on his back in the same movement. She gave a soft kiss to his stumped wrist and then moved over him. Her mouth to his she let her tongue taste him again and then she was at his neck, teeth grazing his skin and biting him lightly.

Emma could hear the noises he was making, feel his hand grab a breast and squeeze. Killian's other arm pulled her body down to him so that her chest was to his face, the hot wetness of his mouth moving over her and causing her to gasp, making her want more. But she pulled away, her hands grabbing his wrists and holding them at his sides. She knew he could easily move away but pushed hard on them as a statement as she moved her mouth along his chest. She wanted to taste his skin, to smell him. Her mouth moved down his chest, tongue coming out to take a quick lick at a nipple and a slight bite to his pecks. Her hands moved with her, nails dragging through his chest hair and scratching slightly.

Emma could hear his slight intake of breath and his hips moved against hers in response.
Her body glided down his, coming to her true destination but she wanted to savor every moment of this. Her fingers lightly raked down his abs to his hips, her legs moving down to straddle his thighs. Her breath traveled over his hard length in front of her, mouth almost watering at the sight of his engorged, thick manhood.

She looked up to catch his eyes, her tongue coming out and licking the tip of him. His eyes shut tightly, head falling back. She opened her mouth and took the head inside, causing him to moan loudly, her name falling from his lips. She ran her tongue around him and moved her mouth down, down, down.

Killian was lost in the sensation and he felt like he was going to die from the pleasure. His hand moved and found its way into her hair. Her wet, hot, sucking mouth, and moving tongue were driving him insane, his hips jerking as she continued.

He opened his eyes, catching hers as she looked at him and the sight was almost his undoing. "Emma..." he said trailing off, eyes shutting again as her mouth descended on him again but not before licking her lips one more time. "Oh bloody hell," he let out as she ran her tongue up the length of him. If he didn't stop her soon things were going to end much sooner than he wanted.

Emma moved her mouth back down then up, moving her tongue with it, circling the tip. She started to move back down again when his hand pulled her head softly from him. Then both of his wrists went under her arms and pulled her up to him, and he kissed her.

He then rolled her over quickly onto her back, his lips traveling over her neck. His mouth nipped at the skin, hand grasping a breast as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He groaned as his hardness moved against her pants covered crotch. She rocked against him, nipping and licked at her skin before slowly starting to make a path down her body like she had with him.

His hand stayed at her breast as his mouth trailed down her breastbone and over her stomach, his tongue lightly dipping into her belly button. She squirmed and he noted the ticklish spot. His hand then moved down to her pants, fingers sliding a little under the fabric. He pulled away from her, partially sitting up, and looked to her eyes. She gave him a smile and he unzipped her jeans. Lifting her hips he pulled her pants off of her in a quick motion, leaving her in a pair of white lace underware.

Killian's fingers moved to the waist band and with another fluid motion they were freed from her body, finding their way into a corner of the room. His eyes traveled over her… completely and utterly perfect. He moved back over her, kissed her once more, then gave a slow kiss to each nipple, making her moan.

He moved down her body to in-between her thighs, arms spreading her legs open wider. His fingers spread her sex open to him and he could see her hands already start to grip the sheets out of the corner of his eye. Moving his thumb over her swollen bundle of nerves her body jerked toward him.

He moaned at the feeling of her - she was already so wet for him. Killian leaned down, his hot breath running over her, making her body shiver. His thumb moved in slow circles around her nub and she moaned. He leaned in then, his tongue snaking out to taste her and she gasped. His hips bucked into the mattress, needing to relieve some pressure.

His mind reeled at the taste of her and he couldn't get enough. He wanted more. He licked her again, and again, and her hips jerked up at him. His wrist went to her hips to keep her still and her moans became louder.

Emma could not achieve a coherent thought if she tried. All she could feel was the pleasure that was coming from his mouth on her. Her body was screaming and tense, moving higher and higher. "Oh God." She wasn't sure how that was even able to come of her mouth, let alone the moans and whimpers of his name. Her hands went to his head, fingers intertwining in his hair and keeping him there, not wanting him to leave.

His name on her lips was music to his ears and his fingers moved around her opening, teasing her, and caused her hips to buck toward him. Mouth sucking lightly at her bundle of nerves again his name sprang from her lips in a gasp. He moved his finger slowly inside of her, feeling her hot, wet, and oh so tight. He groaned as did she when he moved the second digit into her.

She felt his fingers enter her and she couldn't take much more. She was right on the edge, her body trembling as his fingers and tongue continued to move. He then curled his fingers and she snapped. Her body tensed and wave after wave of white, hot, blinding, pleasure passed through her.

Killian felt her muscles contract around his fingers and his eyes looked up over her body as she climaxed in front of him. His mouth stayed on her, licking and sucking at her lightly, pushing her through it and keeping her going just a little longer, her body shuddering under his.

She looked absolutely gorgeous, especially as she called out his name over and over as she came. He could feel the contractions subside and with a few more soft licks of his tongue, allowing him to keep her taste fully ingrained into his mind, he slowly moved up over her body. His mouth firmly attached to one of her breasts again, hips grinding against her.

Emma slowly came back to her senses and felt his mouth moving over her breast again. Her hips moved against his, feeling his hard length pressed into her stomach and she groaned. Then a thought sprang to her mind and put a hand to his chest. "Wait."

He stopped instantly. "Emma… what…" He was having trouble focusing.

"Just hold on a sec…" she quickly moved over to the side of the bed. She had already stocked the nightstand when she was… she stopped herself. She didn't want to think about that time. She opened the box in haste and grabbed a foil packet, quickly moving back in front of him.

He was looking at her with concern, as if he had done something wrong and her hand came up to the side of his face, leaning in to kiss him hard. His arms came around her tentatively. She leaned back and showed him the foil square. "This is… ummm… this world's magic." She could tell by the look in his eye he didn't understand so she tore open the packet, her other hand wrapping around him again.

He groaned at her touch and in a couple of strokes was fully hard once again. She moved the latex slowly over him. He hissed, looking her in the eye. "So I don't get pregnant." She saw slight disappointment in his eyes and it brought to life something she didn't know she wanted.

"At least, not until we are ready."

That got her an instant smile and once it was on, she kissed him again. Wrapping her arms around him she pulled him back onto the bed with her. He settled between her legs, his hips lightly grinding against her. Her hands moved down over his back, fingernails dragging down to his ass, and pulled him closer to her. Wrapping her legs around him tightly as he leaned in to kiss her, his tongue sweeping into her mouth, stroking against hers.

Her other hand moved between them and grabbed him firmly. "Emma..." he moaned against her mouth.

"Now," she said, "Killian, pleaseeee..." She pleaded with him, her hands moving back up and around him to his shoulders trying to pull him closer to her.

She didn't have to ask again - he was more than ready, willing and able. He angled his hips, the tip of him teasing her entrance and he looked down into her eyes. He felt her hips try to move and take him into her waiting depths. His bad arm slid under her shoulder, his hand moving up to the side of her face. Emma..." he said, his voice full of emotion, "I love you, so much," and with that he started to push himself inside of her slowly, inch by glorious inch.

She was so tight around him and he had to use all his willpower not to take her in one thrust. Emma moaned at the feeling, her head falling back against the mattress as her eyes shut tightly. He pushed all the way into her, filling her completely.

Killian groaned at the feeling of her around him - hot, wet, tight, and... perfect. He stilled, allowing her to adjust and also wanting to savor the feeling. Her legs locked around him and then pulled tight, taking him deeper, if that was even possible.

His eyes opened to find her green ones looking up at him, a small tear running down her cheek. "I love you, Killian," she said in return. He wiped the tear away softly, leaning down to kiss her. It was soft and gentle, both realizing how right everything was and how perfect they were together.

But that gentleness wasn't going to last. They had too much passion, desire, and lust in their souls for each other for them to be gentle for long. He moved his hips slowly and she whimpered below him. He kissed her again, mouth moving back to her neck as her hands moved to grip his shoulders.

Withdrawing slowly out of her until just the tip of himself was inside, he then pushed back in fully. He repeated the action a couple more times, making Emma moan and run her nails lightly down his back and he responded with a few quick thrusts. She tightened her legs around him, his hips grinding hard into her.

"Killian..." she said into his ear, moving her hips up into him. She rocked hard against him, letting him know she was sick of his teasing. Nibbling on her earlobe he traced his tongue over her neck, starting to move his hips in long, hard strokes. His hand on her face slid down her body. Moving into her faster, and harder, he pulled a gasp of pleasure from Emma. He started thrusting even faster into her, the feel of her around him pushing him further, wanting to go deeper into her.

Emma couldn't think, all she could do was feel - feel Killian over her, around her, inside of her, pushing her body to limits she had never known before. Her hips bucked against his, trying to take him deeper as her hands moved over his body, her nails digging into his back at the feeling he was creating inside her. She knew she couldn't hang on much more. Her nerve endings were on fire and then they burst, a scream ripping past her lips as she let go. "Killiannnnn."

He heard his name and felt her nails breaking the skin at his back, her inner muscles contracting, trying to milk him for his own pleasure. He groaned but held back, riding the waves with her - waiting, slowing down slightly, but still moving in and out of her. Half way out then all the way in, over and over, as he watched her, his arms holding onto her.

Slowly her eyes slid open as he continued to move inside of her and she moaned again. She couldn't believe he was still going, still so hard inside of her. She almost laughed - she felt incredible. Heck she almost giggled but the movement of his hips below was starting to already build her back up, the passion growing once again.

His mouth found hers and her hands moved through his hair over the nape of his neck, making him shudder. She bit lightly at his lower lip and he thrusted harder into her. She did it again and getting the same response made her moan. She ground her hips up into his, looking up into his eyes. They were mostly black, just a thin sliver of blue, the passion she saw making her shiver. She tightened her inner muscles around him and he groaned, pulling away from her upper body. His hand and stump came under her knees in response, moving them up and over his shoulders.

Emma moaned in response and he thrust back hard inside of her, moving as deep as possible into her. She couldn't move her hips anymore, trapped now underneath his weight, and she welcomed it. His hips thrust his length into her over and over, his speed increasing as he moved into her faster. Her nails raked his back, eyes closed as her head moved back and forth. Sensation overwhelmed her again and she wasn't sure how much longer she could hold on this time.

Killian couldn't think. Part of him was worried that he was hurting her but the sounds she was making and the pleasure on her face kept him moving. His body just kept pumping into her, wanting to be one with her, to be as deep in her as possible.

The primal urge to claim her fully as his was running through his body. He had her love, she was his wife - now, he wanted her body. His mouth moved back to her neck and tasting her skin, growled into her ear, making her body shiver. His arms moved under her again, pulling her closer to him as his hips kept thrusting into her, over and over again.

He could feel himself pulsing inside of her, tension running through his body and he was so close, her nails grabbed his lower back and ass and he growled once again. He heard her scream and feeling her muscles once again tense around him, he was gone. His body moved hard and deep into her as he pressed fully into her depths as deeply as possible, and he let himself go.

Both their bodies shook hard against each other, their breathing ragged. He moved to look down at her, his hand coming to the side of her face. Looking into her eyes his thumb lightly traveled over the skin. Slowly lowering her legs back to his side He leaned back down to give her a kiss. He just wanted to stay right where he was but…

"Emma… how…"

The fog in her brain was starting to clear and then she immediately understood without him having to continue. "Hold it at the base. Slip out. Twist off the end, and…" she motioned to the waste basket beside the bed. He did as he was told and then slipped into the bed next to her, rolling her towards him.

Emma rested her head on his chest, throwing a leg over him. He held her tight to him and kissed the top of her head. She looked up at him, catching his eye. He smiled down at her, both of them catching their breath and hearts still racing. His fingers lightly drew patterns across her back.

She smiled. "We waited way too long."

He laughed and hugged her to him again. "I wasn't the stubborn one." He moved to partially sit up and motioned for her to do the same. They both got under the sheets and covers, warming back up their cooling skin. He nuzzled into her hair, his fingers moving through it at her back.

"Goodnight, my love."

Emma placed a light kiss to his chest as she snuggled closer. "Goodnight, Killian."