The Black Swan

Chapter 8

The second half of the video has the song that I'm using 😌
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Emma's POV
I led Killian to my personal studio and turned on the lights,

"This is it." He examined the room,

"Very nice Swan, very nice indeed." I rolled my eyes and hugged myself. I have goosebumps but I'm not cold.

When you fall off the edge of a railing, give me a call. We can make a club.

"You cold Emma?" I shook my head and shivered. Damn.

Killian came from behind me and wrapped me in his warm strong arms. I sighed and leaned back into his embrace.

He started peppering light kissed along my neck. I smiled and moved my hair to give him better access.

He turned me around to face him and started to replace his featherlight kissed for hot, open mouthed ones.

He found the sweet spot that connected my throat and neck and I moaned. I could feel him smirking into my skin and I moaned again.

He was definitely leaving a mark. That's it! A mark! The person that pushed me had pushed me hard. They're sure to have left a mark.

"Killian I just realized something!" He whined and remove his lips from my neck.

"Can it wait?" I shook my head no and ignored his pout.

"Turn around," I said.

"Why do I need to turn around?"

"Just turn around and don't peak." His face gave a strange expression but obeyed.

I made sure that only my back was facing him, and I slipped off the long sleeves of my leotard. I parted my hair so I had each half covering my breasts, and I pulled the leotard down even lower.

I'm feeling a little self conscious right now, but it's not like Killian's gonna see anything. Right? *nervous laughter*

"Killian."

"Yes love?" I said a silent prayer so that I wouldn't accidentally flash a nipple.

"I for sure know that somebody pushed me, can you please check if there's a mark or bruise?" I heard Killian turn around and then silence.
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Author's POV
Killian turned around and his jaw became slack. He blinked a couple of times to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.

Emma's back was facing him, and it was bare. Her leotard was hanging right above her ass, and he subconsciously licked his lips.

None of that!

"Killian, you okay?" Killian shook his head a little,

"Yes, a mark you say?"

"Yeah, can you please check?"

"Of course." Killian slowly walked toward her and held his hands behind his back. He didn't trust his hands around Emma's half naked form.

He let his eyes roam her body and then they stopped. There was a bluish purple spot forming midway down her back.

His eyes widened and eyebrows furrowed. It looked recent. Very recent.