Later that night….

alexandralyman:

“Oh, so now you want me to kiss you?”

“Swan, please,” Killian begged unashamedly, sprawled out like a starfish on the big bed. He was completely nude and his hips rocked upwards, desperate to feel her warm mouth on his hard and aching flesh. She’d been tormenting him for what felt like hours, warm breath teasing every square inch of his skin but never actually touching him with her pink tongue or her pink lips…and this was his punishment for his quip in the vault.

“You’re not worried about snake tongue breath?”

She looked up, tongue poking out from between her teeth and a gleeful smile crossing her face at his low curse. Still, it lightened his heavy heart to see the curve of her lips instead of the worry line that was ever present between her brows these days. He reached down and ran his fingers through her hair, rings tangling in the long, golden strands, “Emma. Kiss me with that mouth.”

His head fell back to the pillow and a shudder ripped through him when she finally did.

“Besides,” he choked out, cupping the back of her head as her hair spread across his hips and ticked the tops of his thighs, “It’s nothing a little rum wouldn’t fix.”