Darkened Love

Part Five

Two weeks.

It had been two weeks since Emma and Killian's last encounter. The last time they had seen each other, he had drank her blood, but he had felt guilty and left her heartbroken. It made Emma question herself if he hated her now. That because she asked him to drink her blood, that he thought that she was a complete freak. She didn't know if he was watching her either. Of course he was a natural hider, and she wouldn't see him unless he wanted her to see him. Mary Margaret and David were out on date night, leaving Emma alone. She was home alone often because of her age. Her parents never left her home alone back in Portland. They were always scared that something would happen to their daughter. But, now that they lived in Storybrooke, they left her home alone more often because it was a safe environment.

The rain had begun to fall. It had been overcast for most of the day, and the storm had finally hit. Lighting lit up the sky and thunder shook the house. The rain came down in heavy sheets, pounding against the house and windows. Her head fell against the window and she closed her eyes with a sigh. When she opened them again, a figure stood in her backyard. She picked her head up with a sudden alertness. She opened her window and he didn't waste a second on running across the yard and inside the house. She shut the window quickly and ran over to him. Emma wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly.

"I thought I wasn't going to see you again!" She cried into his chest. "I thought you were avoiding me because you thought I was weird for wanting you to bite me, and I'm just so glad to see you again!" She didn't even care that she was getting her clothes soaking wet. All that mattered was that he was here.

"I'm sorry I made you think like that. I could never avoid you, love. I just knew we both needed time."

"All I need is you." She looked up at him and pressed her lips to his. The water from his skin hit hers as they pressed their bodies closer together. She moaned as Killian's arms came around her and held her close to his chest.

"I'm sorry for leaving you, love," he whispered on her lips. "But I had good reasons why."

"Mmm, I'm sure you did. Just kiss me." Killian did as she said. He didn't notice what she was doing until he felt himself on top of her on her bed.

"Emma, we can't."

"I know what I want, Killian. Make love to me."

He pulled away. "Are you sure?"

"Babe, please."

He nodded and went back to kissing her. "Wait, what about your parents?"

"They have no interest interrupting us. Trust me. They're on a date tonight anyway. We don't have to worry." He nodded and started stripping off their clothes. He kissed down her neck, and Emma gasped when she felt his fangs scratch her neck. "Do it."

"Emma, you just healed from the last bite. I don't think it would be wise."

She pushed his head back down to her neck. "Go on."

The scent of her blood filled his nose, and he knew he should hurry with both of the activities they currently started unless they wanted to be interrupted. He thrust into her as he bit down on her neck, and Emma moaned. In pain or in pleasure, he wasn't sure. But, he sucked her blood with every thrust of his hips. After a few more gulps, he pulled away from her neck and healed her with his blood. They both reached their climaxes and he fell limp above her. They both were breathing heavily. He collapsed onto the bed beside her.

"Wow. That was-" Emma whispered, but was cut off by Killian.

"Disgusting? Gross?"

"Hey." She turned onto her side and ran her hand down his face. "No. Those aren't the words I would use."