three smuts from me in a week, i’m on a damn roll here
this one’s for the entire captain swan fandom. congrats, everyone.
spoilers for the premiere and for anyone who wishes to remain pure and unsullied, like me. very explicit.
The Heels, Too“What a long damned day,” Emma muttered to herself. She stepped out of the bathroom, drying her hair off, the evening chill making her shiver when she rubbed her towel along her damp skin.
Slinging the towel on a chair, she walked over to the dresser, pulling open the top drawer and regarding her choices. Sensible granny or come-hither lace? Eyeing the lace but wondering whether she and Killian were maybe too tired for sex (ha!) or possibly just too tired for any real effort, Emma instead reached for middle ground–a pair of seamless, flesh-colored bikini cuts. Like it mattered to a determined pirate, anyway. He’d ripped enough pairs off of her, each time muttering about the “confounded undergarments of this realm.” She figured if they were going to do it, it wouldn’t matter if it was La Perla or a Target 4-for-$20 special. And if they weren’t, at least she’d be comfortable.
Her mind drifted to earlier in the day, just before everything went to shit–one of those rare moments just before no one needed them to save something and they were alone. Laughing, falling, hot kisses on the couch. Fingers grasping, hips rolling, anticipation building.
Then she remembered. The red leather jacket thing.
Her eyes scanned for the jacket before she remembered it was downstairs, warmth dusting her cheeks and heat pooling in her belly as she thought about it. The leather jacket? Really?
It gave her an idea.
the heels, too–a cs sneak peek ff (rated E)
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