Captain Swan One Shots

Sex, Love, & Leather

Summary: Killian's leather jacket has always driven Emma wild. Now she wants one of her own. (Based on BTS photos of Emma's new black leather jacket.)

Rated: M for Smut

Note: So BTS photos have been floating around of Emma's new black leather jacket, which resembles Killian's. Then Jen posted a picture of her and Colin having switched jackets. And so this little story popped into my head. Hope you enjoy it! ~Steph

...Sex, Love, & Leather: Part 1/1...

There were many things about Killian that Emma considered sexy. His accent, his hair, his smile, his eyes, his hook. The list goes on and on. And his black leather jacket was definitely one of those things. She loved the way it looked on him. She loved grabbing his collar as she kissed him and the way it made his biceps feel under her hands. She loved the way the leather felt beneath her fingernails as she dug them into his back.

And Emma loved wearing his jacket. The first time she ever wore it was on their first date. She was shivering on their walk home and Killian had noticed. He didn't say a word. He had simply removed the jacket from his body and slipped it over her shoulders. She remembered how he had smiled at her and then tentatively placed his arm around her shoulders, pulling him close to her as they walked along the sidewalk. She noticed how the jacket smelled like him as they walked up the stairs to the loft. She could never really describe Killian's scent - it was unique to him - but it was intoxicating.

She loved the way his hands held her, pressing the jacket against her back as they kissed outside the loft door. It was the only time she would ever feel both of his hands on her and she would never forget it. Emma didn't want to part with his jacket, but she knew she had to hand it over as their date came to an end.

Killian recalled how it smelled of her for days afterward. It was fruity and flowery and he wanted it to last forever. Like a piece of her would remain with him.

Once they moved in together, Emma delighted in stealing his jacket. Anytime she was cold, which was quite frequently, she would go into the hall closet and put it on. Killian didn't mind one bit. He thought she looked extremely sexy in his jacket. A few times, he even found her curled up on the couch, the jacket draped over her as she slept.

One night, Emma confessed that after he didn't return from the Underworld with her, she had gone to the Jolly Roger and gotten his old pirate jacket. He had been buried with his modern leather jacket, but she wanted something to help her feel close to him. The jacket still smelled of him and it made her feel as if a piece of him was still with her. She told him she had brought it home and slept with it in her arms, as she cried herself to sleep.

After she had confessed this to him, he had smiled at her and placed a soft kiss to her forehead, whispering, "I'm here now, love."

...

The most memorable moment involving his jacket occurred about a week after they moved in together. Killian had been lying in bed waiting for Emma to come join him. He'd been yearning for her all day long and he could hardly wait to make love to her.

He watched as the bathroom light flicked off and he licked his lips in anticipation. The door swung open and she appeared in the doorway. His mouth dropped open at the sight of her. She was bare except for his leather jacket and a pair of black lace panties.

"Bloody hell," he breathed, as she smiled seductively at him.

Emma didn't say a word as she made her way over to the bed. Her eyes never left his as she climbed onto the bed and straddled his lap. He was wearing nothing but boxer briefs and she could feel that he was already becoming aroused by her.