Captain Swan One Shots

You Have the Right to Remain Sexy

Summary: After Emma and Killian are reunited in Hyperion Heights, Killian wishes to dispose of his police officer uniform. But Emma wants to have a little fun with it once they get home.

Rating: Explicit for smut and language

Note: This came from my head canon that Emma and Killian would do a little role playing once they were reunited. Hope you enjoy it! ~Steph

...You Have the Right to Remain Sexy: Part 1/1...

Killian climbed into the bug and smiled at his wife. "Let's go home, love."

Emma gestured around her. "So are you going to miss this place at all?"

Killian shook his head. "I suppose Hyperion Heights holds a certain amount of appeal for some, but Storybrooke is my home." He paused and then tugged at his police officer uniform. "I just want to put this all behind me. First order of business when we return home is to dispose of this uniform. I don't wish to retain anything that reminds me of my time spent away from you."

Emma smiled at her husband and then her eyes twinkled with desire as she brought her hand up to rub along his bicep.

"Are you sure? Because I've always found a man in uniform to be extremely sexy."

Killian cocked his eyebrow, his tongue darting out to lash at his lips. "Is that so?"

Emma nodded, her hand running down his thigh. "Yeah. I was actually thinking you could keep it and maybe we could have a little fun with it when we get home."

Killian grinned and leaned forward to place a kiss on his wife's lips. "As you wish."

Emma smiled as they parted and then started the car.

...

It took a few days for Killian to settle back into his life with Emma in Storybrooke. But soon it felt like he had never left.

He smiled as he looked down at his Officer Rogers name badge and straightened it. He then lifted his hand and knocked on their bedroom door.

A moment later, his wife threw the door open. His eyes swept down her body appreciatively. She was wearing a black silk nightie that accentuated her breasts and left little to the imagination.

Emma feigned surprise. "Officer, what seems to be the problem?"

"Emma Swan?"

"Yes."

"We received a report of a disturbance at this residence. Is everything okay?"

Emma leaned on the doorframe toward him, giving him a good view of her cleavage. "Yes, Officer. Everything is fine. I'm here all by myself."

"Would you mind if I came in to take a look around?"

Emma shook her head as she allowed him entrance into the bedroom. She closed the door behind him.

"Do you live here alone?" he asked, his eyes moving to the king size bed.

"Yes," she replied, as she moved to stand before him. "I enjoy the privacy."

"I bet you do," he replied, his eyes moving down to her lips.

Emma brought her hand up to his right bicep and slowly ran it down his arm. Her eyes met his. "But there are nights when I'm lonely."

He shook his head sharply. "A woman as beautiful as yourself should never spend a night alone," he breathed. "That's a bloody crime."

Emma's tongue slowly ran along her teeth as she toyed with the buttons on his uniform shirt. "Isn't it your job to investigate crimes, Officer Rogers?" she asked, as she flicked his name tag.