CaptainSwan One-Shots

For a Hero

Prompt: Post finale one-shot! Set when everyone returns from the au, 4/21-4/22. Emma and Hook reunite after Emma thinking he's dead. The really cute bed scene happens and the beginning of this happens right afterwards.

Angst/Fluff/Smut/Other: Smuff - Combination of Smut and Fluff

POV: Third Person/Narrator

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"Of course, love. It's all in a day's work for a hero."

Emma smiles wide at him because of the words he just gracefully expressed. A hero, repeats in her head. Killian notices this, so he puts on a confused look and asks, "What?"

She pulls him in for a hug, the impact making him lose his balance and fall back on the bed. She nuzzles her head into his neck with her smile still showing. "You realized it. You've finally realized what I've been trying to tell you all along," She replies, her voice muffled in his black leather jacket. She raises her head up off of his chest so she can look at him.

"You're not that person anymore. You're a hero, Killian. You're my hero," She states with her grin now from ear to ear. Before she came to Storybrook, those words sounded cheesy to her mind. But now that she is in Storybrook, fighting monsters at every corner she turns and dating a not-so-fictional Captain Hook, those words mean everything because it's all about a balance of heroes and villains. And he chose the hero side, for her.

"And you're my savior," He says back, a sweet smile following right afterward. She leans in and places a short, but sweet kiss on his lips. When she releases, she realizes that she's still straddling him. Her legs are wrapped around his tightly, afraid that if she loosens up ever so slightly, he could slip away again. She smiles at the realization and lays her head back down against him gently.

"Hey, we're going to Granny's to celebrate. Meet us there soon!" Snow's voice echoes through the house. Emma hears David mumble something to Mary Margaret. Probably a protest about leaving Killian and I here alone, she creates a theory to herself. But then, she hears the squeak of the front door being closed and she knows her mom must have Dad wrapped around her finger.

And then, she realizes something else; Killian and her are there, alone.

She's still lying on Killian's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, feeling his chest rise at every intake of oxygen. She raises her head back up and gazes into his deep blue eyes. "Well, looks like it's just you and me," Emma states with a smirk, indicating a newfound feeling of want. "Aye."

Without a thought, she plants another kiss on his soft lips. Their lips begin to slowly, but passionately, move in sync with one another. She brings up one hand to cup his cheek and another runs through his dark black hair. He runs his hand through her golden hair as she turns her head to deepen the kiss.

Just as she's beginning to get things going, he pushes away her lips for a brief moment. "Something wrong?" Emma asked, confused why Killian would refuse his Swan. "Nothing, love. I just never would have thought I would succeed." Emma breathed heavily before asking, "Succeed in what?"

"Winning your heart. You're just so god damn beautiful and look at me; I have one hand and a hook for a substitute," He replies with a grin. She reassuringly stares into his eyes and gets kind of lost in them when she states, "You know it never really mattered to me. I mean, there's something oddly sexy about that hook, so I don't know what you're talking about." Her tone changes throughout her response from sweet to hunger filled.

"Oh really?" He says in that tone of voice that makes her get weak in the knees. That seductive fucking voice hit her hard and now all she wants is him.