Captain Swan - Tangled Up In Blue

Falling Slowly

Her fingertips dragged through his scruff, feeling the prickle against her skin as he lowered his head to kiss the curves of her breasts, phantom lips trailing along her soft skin. She threw her head back against the pillow, her mouth falling open in soft moans as he gently captured a stiff nipple with his teeth, warm lips and tongue closing over her naked flesh. Her hands glided through his dark locks, fingers gently tugging him closer as he suckled and nipped. He released her nipple and came up, ghosting his lips above hers, puffs of strangled, hot breath on her mouth..

Her skin was on fire as his body drove into her torturously slow, her long legs wrapped tightly around his hips. Hands tracing over the muscles of his arms and shoulders as his hard length filled her up in the most delicious way. Aching walls gripping him as he took her into oblivion. She cried in pleasure as he clasped onto her hand, fingers threading into hers as one final thrust brought him to his own release.

Both of them panting for air, he pulled out, leaving her with an empty feeling as his lips made their way down her flat stomach. Reaching her silky nub, he pressed soft kisses there before gently biting down on her flesh. His hands gripped at her thighs, fingertips pressing into her skin as he hitched her legs over his shoulders.

Her fingers scrubbed through his hair, his soft tongue licking her slit. He dipped a finger into her warmth and added another. Pleasure was swirling inside her as she bucked her hips up, begging for more. He groaned into her sensitive flesh, mouth pressed deep, tongue and fingers slowly making her come undone. Finally it was all too much as he pushed her to the edge, her orgasm on the surface as she cried out.

"Oh Killian..."

Emma moaned, feeling overwhelmed with heat as she laid in bed, her body coming to life from sleep. The need to satisfy her desires overtook her sleepy haze. She scrambled for a breast with one hand, palming her swollen flesh through her shirt. She reached around her pregnant belly with the other, slipping underneath her underwear and finding her aching nub; she was incredibly wet and dripping.

Her velvety smooth folds were slick as she fingered herself while tweaking and pulling her hard nipple between her finger and thumb. Spreading her knees apart for better access, she alternated from flicking her clit and penetrating. She was so turned on from her dream, it didn't take her long to find release. A loud, embarrassing moan escaped her lips as she was overtaken, body writhing as her orgasm crashed over her in waves, leaving her panting, chest rising and falling. She dropped her hands into the mattress as she tried to slow her heart rate.

The quelled and satisfied ache made her more tired than she already was but she somehow gathered the strength to move. Tangled in sheets, she struggled to turn on her side before wrapping her leg around the warmth next to her. With a soft sigh, she reached beside her and curled her arms around him, pulling his body close. Her hands reached to touch his face and was surprised at what she found instead. Her eyes fluttered open for a second before she closed them again and whined as reality hit her; Killian was not actually with her and the warmth she was holding onto was her body pillow.

After she had left his office, she was bombarded by Mary Margaret and David at the front door of the loft, asking how her appointment went. After that, she was no longer in the mood and even when she was days later, she kept trying to discourage any dirty thoughts about her doctor. Obviously she failed.

Feeling too spent to care that she just had a wet dream about Dr. Jones and finished herself off afterward, she closed her eyes and quickly let sleep grab a hold of her.

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The next morning, a smile was blooming across her lips as she got out of bed. She went into work, doing her best not to let anyone see her excitement at seeing her doctor there.