Captain Swan - On the Virge

Part5/10

Killian carried his beautiful, blushing bride over the threshold with her arms wrapped around the back of his neck and her long, golden locks and veil splayed over his shoulder. He set her down so that she was standing before him as he gazed into her jaded green eyes that silently asked him to take her. His lips smashed into hers for a passionate kiss as their tongues tasted one another.

As they kissed hungrily, she unbuttoned his velvet red vest and black shirt, pulling them off of him and ran her hands over his toned stomach. They broke the kiss, leaving them breathless as he pulled on her bottom lip with his teeth. He wrapped his arms around her, unzipping her white gown and pulling it down to release a set of the most gorgeous pair of breasts he had ever laid eyes on.

He tweaked her nipples, making them hard before he took them in his mouth. Her fingers sifted through his hair as she arched her back and breathed a soft moan. He released her nipples and picked her up as her dress slid the rest of the way off of her and he carried her over to the bed, laying her onto the mattress.

As he joined her, he tugged on her white, laced lingerie bottom with his teeth, pulling it off of her, leaving her only wearing her bridal veil and white high heels. She sat up, pushing him onto his back and unbuttoned his pants as she straddled him. He entered her tight, slick walls, letting her ride him achingly slow and she arched her back as he cupped her bouncing breasts. She covered his hands with hers and they both let out soft cries of pleasure as their bodies writhed in passion.

"Oh Killian."

His mouth opened in loud groans as pure pleasure took over him. As he was about to come, a hand waved in front of him.

"Killian! Earth to Killian!"

As as his eyes focused on what was going on front of him, he could see Smee waving a hand, trying to get his attention.

He snapped out of his trance and realized that they were filming. Bloody hell. He had zoned out when he couldn't stop picturing Emma as the bride in his movie, only in his mind, she was only his.

"Excellent, that's a cut!" Killian quickly walked out of the room and into the restroom, locking the door behind him. He stood in front of the sink as he unzipped his pants, taking his hard cock in his hand. He never did this after a shoot; he wasn't a fucking twelve year old boy for crying out loud, but after his daydream about Emma, he thought he would explode in his pants if he didn't relieve himself soon.

He bucked his hips into his touch as he stroked himself, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. He groaned and gripped the sink with his free hand for stability as he felt his legs buckle underneath him. He quickly went over the edge, spurting his seed into the sink. "Fuck!" What the bloody hell did she do to him?

That night, Emma met with Tina, Will and Zelena in the reading room as Ruby read a potential actress in the the adjacent one. Emma had reluctantly decided to give Will the role of Richard since they were in a crunch. Now they just had to find a Katie.

As the actors asked Emma questions about some of the things in the script and she tried to explain to them what celibacy meant, Ruby opened the door, peaking her head through.

"Emma, I think we found our Katie," she grinned widely.

"Okay. I'll be right back, guys. Maybe go over your lines together?"

"Oh, awesome," Tina replied.

Emma stood up and joined Ruby in the other room, where they had the girl read her lines. She wore glasses and her brown hair was in a ponytail and Emma could tell by looking at her that she was a good match.