"A drink for the lady," Killian said as he walked through the door managing to carry two glasses of wine along with the bottle.
"Thank you," she replied, taking a glass and almost immediately drinking. Sitting with her legs crossed, she shut off the television and turned to Killian. "Hey, I have a game," she declared excitedly.
He took a tiny sip of wine as he turned to her, "What is it, love?"
"You ever played Truth or Dare?" she asked.
He shook his head slowly as Emma realized he had probably already been drinking. She held in her laughter while trying to explain the game to him. "Well, it's pretty self-explanatory. I ask you 'Truth or Dare?' If you say 'Truth,' you have to answer a question with complete honesty. If you pick 'Dare,' I will challenge you to do something ridiculous," she smiled as he was smirking to himself.
"Got it," he slurred. He kept the wine glass in his hand as he moved in front of her on the bed. They faced each other, both with their legs crossed, starting the game.
"So, Killian. Truth or dare?"
He tilted his head up in thought, "Hmmm, I'll go with truth."
Emma quickly responded as if having questions prepared for him. "Tell me about your life in the Enchanted Forest."
He slightly raised his eyebrows, looking at his glass, "That's not a question, love."
She peered at him, "Can you tell me about your life in the Enchanted Forest?"
He sighed sarcastically, looking back up at her. "As you wish, milday."
Emma straightened her posture, getting ready for his answer.
He was about to begin speaking, but he hesitated. "What would you like to know?"
She looked downward for a moment, then back to him. "Do you miss it?"
He tried to gather the right words together to answer. "I miss the land, the beautiful land and sea. In truth, I do not miss what I did. I regret the thievery, but that was my life. It was stupid, I was stupid. I-"
Emma cut him off by placing her hands gently on his face. "Hey, Killian. Killian, look at me." She guided his eyes to hers. He stared at her sympathetic pale face, relaxing. "You are a good man. You've changed." She smiled, attempting to make him feel better. He slowly leaned in, moving his lips toward hers. Emma's head shifted back as their lips were inches apart. She smiled while he was taunted, resting her palms on the bed and leaning back. "It's...your turn," she breathed out.
Staring at her lips, Killian stopped moving. "Aye, that it is." He smirked and then sat back in his previous position, drinking a large sip of his wine. "Well, Swan, truth or dare?"
"I guess I'll have to go with 'dare.'"
Responding just as quickly as Emma did, Killian spoke. "I dare you," he locked his eyes with hers, "to take off your blouse."
Emma's jaw dropped in the slightest motion. Her eyes remained steady, questioning him with her expression.
He set down his glass of wine on the table beside the bed. He raised an eyebrow at her, waiting.
Without speaking, Emma grabbed the bottom of her shirt with crossed arms. She lifted her shirt above her head as Killian scanned her. He cleared his throat as Emma sat in front of him in her bra. He did his best to remain still, "It's your turn, love," his voice was unstable.
"I have a different game," she responded, her voice just above a whisper. She neared him, their legs touching as they were crisscrossed. "We can't take our eyes off each other's lips, and whoever kisses first loses," she explained, already staring at his lips.
His eyes made their way to her soft lips, which were close enough that he could feel her breath. "You're going to lose, Swan," he whispered.
"I doubt that, Jones," she said, her voice low. "You can't resist me. I'm your type, remember?"
He breathed out shakily. "Please, love. You couldn't handle it," he smirked as she continued intensely staring at his pink lips. Without moving his eyes, he lowered his hand and hook, wrapping both around her legs. He lifted her legs around him as he kneeled over her, forcing her to lay down. Their faces became closer, almost touching. Killian's last remark made Emma smile, thinking about the last time she said those words to him.
"Perhaps you're the one who couldn't handle it," she whispered. His smirk slightly faded, his mouth opening as he breathed on her lips. She swiflty grabbed his lapel, tugging his body towards her. At once, he leaned in, connecting their lips. He had her pinned down, as she breathed out, "Killian."
He smiled through the kiss in response. His grip loosened, as she unbuttoned his shirt rapidly. Killian glanced down for a moment at her hands, then back to her eyes finally. "Emma, are you sure?"
She looked up at him confidently, continuing to undress him. "Aye," she replied, grinning. He studied her expression carefully before he firmly planted his lips back on hers. Her back SLIGHTLY arched off of the bed as his lips moved down to her neck.
"I love you, Killian," she spoke. For the last time, they paused, locking eyes once more.
"I love you too, Swan."
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So I hope you enjoyed that. I know I enjoyed writing it lol. I have an idea though and I need your opinions. So I'm thinking about creating a story for my review on the episodes of Once Upon A Time. Like, for example, what I wish happened, what I thought about it, and general fangirling stuff. Would you guys read it? If not, then I won't write it, but let me know in the comments below. Also please tell me if you enjoyed this chapter and want more like this so that I have an idea of what you like (:

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