a rose in the deeps of my heart: waterfall
well, @cocohook38, you wanted some fae!CS...itâs not Christmasâquite the opposite, reallyâbut it just kind of spilled out. hope you (and some others) enjoy!
One thing Emma quickly figured out about the fae realm was that, other than moderately clearer skies, the weather was the same as the outside world.
The downside, however, was that the fae realm had yet to discover air conditioning. And it was not immune to the effects of global warming.
So while Emma would never trade her family or her True Love for anything, sheâd certainly give her left wing for some ice cream and a fan. The only time she enjoyed the feel of sweat glistening on her skin was during âfar more enjoyable activities,â as Killian would put it, not merely from the effort of walking and/or flying down to breakfast.
Thankfully, Killian also had ideas for cooling her down. After lunch at Grannyâs on the hottest day of the summerâcomplete with chocolate milkshakesâhe led her through the forest and into one of the remote pockets of the fae realm, the one with the waterfall where heâd first shown her his wings.
The pool at the base of the fall had never looked more perfect or enticing as it did right now: it rippled a cool blue-green color that complemented the lush, almost tropical green of the foliage and shrubbery. It was like a bit of a rainforest in the middle of Irelandâand with the intense humidity, almost felt like it.
Ever the gentleman, Killian guided her down to a flat stone at the waterâs edge, where she didnât hesitate a moment to strip off her sticky shorts and tank top down to the bikini she wore underneath, letting her wings flap freely, but even that started to feel stifling.
It didnât last long, though, because a second later, she was suddenly under water. The cool of the pool was initially jarring, and her body seized up for a moment, but she quickly acclimated and let the relief wash over her.
That didnât stop her feigned indignation when she rose back to the surface, where Killian was sitting on the rock with a trademark smirk. She tried to glare at him, but it was hard to stay mad long when he looked so adorableâand enticing. With his wings freed and wearing just his swim trunks, she had an unparalleled view of his fit upper body and his perfect dusting of hair. And she was suddenly desperate to see him wet, too.
So she splashed him, smiling as he winced adorably at the cool water.
âWhat was that for?â he cried indignantly.
âYouâre too dry. Get in the pool.â
âOh yeah? Make me,â he challenged, and she was starting to regret how much media sheâd exposed him to. But the accompanying devilish grin was all him.
Well, two can play that game. Carefully, she scooped a bit of water into her palms and flapped her wings to rise from the pool. And, once she was above him, opened her hands, spilling on his head.
He cringed and sputtered, and pushed his now-wet bangs out of his eyes. âSeriously?â
She just smiled back. âI told you: youâre too dry.â
âAye,â she answered, mimicking his accent.
âWell, then.â He stood, and then without any warning, launched himself up off the rock, jumping so he could grab her ankleâŚand then pulled her down to the depths with him, creating a massive splash of water she was sure could be heard beyond the realmâs barrier.
She rose to the top as quickly as her legs would take her and waited for him to surface a moment later. This time, she beat him to the punch, brushing his hair back to get a look at those blue, blue eyes and wrapping her other arm around him to bringing them chest to chest.
âHowâs this now?â he asked, voice low.
âMuch, much better,â she murmured as her fingers began dragging through the hair that was now plastered to his chest. The cool water had done wonders for her overheated skin, but wasnât doing anything about the fire building within her. Or him, from the feel of things. Guess cold water doesnât affect fae like it does human guys.
Without hesitation, she attacked his mouth and wrapped a leg around him, thankful the pool was relatively shallow and he was standing firm. She was vaguely aware of the beat of both their wings as their lips and tongues danced, but she was more than used to it by now. But the ripples created from their rhythm splashed against their sides in the chest-deep water and started to echo in the movement of her hips against his, and she knew they needed to move somewhere dry, and fast.
Funny how that was what she needed now, when at first she just needed him wet.
She broke the kiss to begin to ask for a relocation, but Killian beat her to it. âDid I ever tell you there was a cave behind that waterfall?â
âOh really?â she breathed.
âAye. And not a creepy cave; itâs rather cozy, well-litâŚplush.â
With a hooded gaze, he took her hand and dragged her through the water toward the fall, magically parting it reveal the nook behind.
And as the curtain of water fell closed behind her, all she could think was how she couldnât wait to get hot and sweaty again.
tagging some other fae!killian fans: @kat2609 @optomisticgirl @xpumpkindumplingx @thesschesthair @its-like-a-story-of-love @shipsxahoy @phiralovesloki @nfbagelperson @fairytalesandtimetravel @the-captains-ayebrows @kmomof4 @winterbaby89 @ultraluckycatnd and Iâm probably forgetting some bc itâs been a while; apologies!
