Summary: Every night is the same for Hook and Emma, until one night, Hook won't let things go as they always go. He won't let Emma run away anymore.

Rating: M (just to be safe)

Warnings: Light smut, non graphic

Every night's the same. Hook's practically got the routine memorized. Every night, Emma appears on deck awhile after it gets dark. She takes a seat beside him on the stairs and nothing is said between the two of them. Finally she looks over at Hook and meets his eyes. She whispers a greeting before she leans over and presses her lips to his. Neither of them say a word as they move their lips in tandem. After a few minutes, the kisses get more heated and needy. Emma stands up, takes Hook's good hand and pulls him down to his cabin. He always watches as she slowly undresses in front of him before she comes over to him. She unbuttons his shirt and slides it off. She runs her hand slowly down his chest, a path it knows well by now. She then removes his pants and turns around. He wraps his arms around her thin waist and pulls her against him, her back pressed against his chest. They both stand like this for awhile. Emma runs her hands slowly over Hook's arms around her waist and Hook breathes in the pleasant scent of the shampoo she uses. Finally Emma breaks the peaceful moment between the two and gently pushes Hook's arms off of her. She strolls over to the bed and lays down to wait for him. Hook always waits a moment appreciate how beautiful she is right now. Lying naked on his bed, trusting him. He loves it more than any other feeling in the world. He gets on top of her and tenderly trails kisses downwards. She gasps softly and her fingers gently tug at his hair. Her sounds grow louder until the first moan leaves her when he first thrusts into her. Her moans grow in volume and Hook kisses her on the mouth to muffle her gasps, cries, groans. It isn't long before they're both simply thrusting against each other in a raw, passionate fury. Nothing is on Hook's mind except for the beautiful woman sprawled out underneath him. Nothing sounds better to him than to hear Emma's contented moans or her pleasure filled cries as she reaches her climax. Hook follows soon after her. He lays beside her and puts his arm around her waist and the two lay in silence until finally Emma gets up and gets dressed. She always says the same thing. She says that this can't happen again, that this is a mistake, but every night she's back.

Tonight was no different. As Hook lay in the bed beside Emma, he knows that she cannot continue to run away from this. Emma moves to get up as she always does, but this time Hook won't let her. His hand shoots out and he grabs her wrist. His bright blue eyes meet her own green pair and he whispers a single word,

"Stay."

A/N: I did actually like this fic, so please RxR and tell me what you think!