Flat 3, 16 Longridge Road is the cleanest and most beautiful apartment that Emma Swan had ever stepped in with its cream colored walls, crown molding and amazing street view. However, all of Emma’s excitement died when a dark haired young woman wearing designer clothes and jewelry that cost more than Emma’s tuition stepped out of the bathroom, gave her a once over and scoffed.
“Hostel is across the street,” she said sharply, raising her eyebrows significantly.
“Um, no,” Emma replied, tucking her hair behind her ear. “I’m not staying in a hostel. My name is Emma Swan, I’m from Boston University and I’m a part of the CAPA study abroad program.”
“Really?” she replied, staring at Emma’s scuffed sneakers. “Huh.”
“And you are?” Emma replied, trying to keep her annoyance to an minimum. All she wanted to do was find her bed and sleep.
“Regina Mills. NYU,” she stated coolly.
“Oooookay…” Emma bit her lip self-consciously. “Anyway, not that this hasn’t been lovely and all, but I’m exhausted and if you just point me towards an open bed, I’ll be out of your hair…”
“Spare bed is in Aurora and my room just down the hall,” Regina replied. “We were kinda hoping you were a no show because it’s a bit cramped in there. I took the single, she took bottom of the bunk beds so the top one is yours. You better not snore.”
2. Soft, Killian and Emma
“Just so we’re clear,” Killian murmured, manoevring her chin down so that he could kiss her. It started off as a gentle whispering touch but ended with a delightful graze of his teeth against her bottom lip. “I wasn’t and I’m not jealous of the wooden man child.”
Emma laughed, touching her nose to his for a moment before pressing a kiss against the pulse of his neck. He took a deep shuddering breath at the move, shifting of his hand and hook under beneath her shirt. His calloused thumb rubbed small circles into her skin that matched the slow deliberate movements of his hips.
“I know,” she replied, resting her forehead against his. She scratched her nails lightly against his scalp, enjoying the rattling groan he emitted and the urgent way that he encouraged to her grind down on him. “And you have nothing to fear...I want you, just you...just so we’re clear.”
“Crystal.”
The leather jacket was the first victim of her impatience, pushed from his shoulders and shucked to the floor without much thought. She shivered as the metal of his hook traced the line of her spine. His hand followed a similar path above her shirt. His fingers found home and spread, curling around the base of her neck as he pulled her into another wicked kiss that made her fingers clumsy as they crept to the top of his zip.
She pulled away, giving him a mock glare. “You’re distracting me...”
He gave her a feral grin before moving to lave his attentions to the spot behind her ear, mouthing and nipping at it until her bones feel like gelatine and her toes curled.
“My apologies,” he whispered as he traced the delicate shell of her ear with his tongue. “Does this help?”
“Not even remotely.”
3. Once and Future Thing (LP), Beth and Jim
He slammed his fist against the wall, a loud boom resonating through the room. Baskets hanging from the ceiling swung violently and oranges toppled from their perches onto the floor. Neither of them made much note, still staring at each other.
“Stop. Lying.”
“I’m not lying.”
“Yes you are! You’re always lying!” he shouted, face now red as he jabbed a finger in her direction. “You lie to everyone! Your friends! Your family! Your crew! Even yourself! But you can’t do that, not to me! You can’t lie to me.”
“Jim…”
He paced around her, circling. She had seen him do this so many times before when she had been on the Silver Spell as a teenager. He would circle the captains of the ships he had raided, laying out their crimes before tossing them overboard. She never thought he would do it to her.
“I’ve never struck a woman in my life,” he said after a moment of pacing. “But, I swear to the gods, Elizabeth Jones, you test me in more ways than one. Just tell me where it is. I won’t ask again.”
“I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“I just…can’t.”
“Just tell me, Elizabeth, please.” The anger in his voice was now underlined by a hint of desperation.
4. Christmas Surprises (LP), Killian and Emma
For the first time in what seemed like forever, Emma awoke before Killian. Her husband had always been an early riser, something that had become quite an asset when their children were still small, and often would leave a whiskered kiss on her forehead, murmuring his love for her before starting his day. However, it was now six-thirty in the morning and Killian was still dead to the world, snoring softly behind with a vice grip around her waist. Emma took a moment to cherish the feeling, placing a hand on top of his and squeezing it softly, almost without thinking. Killian muttered nonsense softly against the back of her ear, but did not wake.
Staring at the clock on her nightstand, Emma let out a heavy sigh as she came to the decision to leave the comfortable cocoon of her bed to start the day. It was Christmas morning after all and Lucy would be soon up and about before long, filled with excitement over goodies and presents, and Emma really wanted to get started on setting up the house for the day’s festivities. All five of her children would be in the house for the day plus her parents, siblings, Regina and Bobbi. It was going to be a full house for Christmas this year and she wanted it to be perfect.
Reluctantly, she left the circle of Killian’s arms and placed a quick kiss on the lines of his brow, smoothing a hand through his silver locks. Even in his old age, he was still a stunningly handsome man.
“I love you,” she whispered against his creased forehead.
“And I you,” he murmured back sleepily, shifting his face into the pillow and back into slumber. Emma gave his hair one last run through before she climbed out of their bed. Her old muscles protested a bit as she got up, reminding her that she’s not as young as she used to be, but none of that mattered. There was coffee to brew, bacon to fry and small clean-up jobs to complete before everyone arrived.
5. Summer Camp/College Basketball AU, Killian and Emma
The first time Emma sees Killian Jones, he’s playing a game of pick up with the other male counselors in the Amherst College gymnasium. He catches her eye and not necessarily in a good way. Basketball isn’t a forgiving sport and especially not to the less vertically inclined. Killian isn’t short by normal standards; in fact, most would find six feet even to be quite tall. However, in this game of pickup, he’s dwarfed by postmen and guards alike.
He didn’t seem to be bothered it though. The ball rolls off his fingertips with the smooth confidence of any guard who sleeps, eats and breaths the game. He makes a tight spin, his grip on the ball borderline palming, before he throws it between his legs and dishes it off in a behind the back pass to one of his more height inclined teammates who rises to the occasion and slams it down in a dunk that makes the hoop rattle.
Everyone in the gym cheers and whistles for the move, but Emma focuses on him, the short white guard whose game reeks of the street. He’s not celebrating with everyone else, rather he’s already sprinting back for defense.
“Whose the shortie?” Emma asks her roommate Gwen, a tall girl who plays post for Tennessee, while nodding her head towards small guard who looks like he’s two seconds away from slapping the ball out of his opponent’s hands. He looks hungry and Emma has a feeling that he’s dirty on defense.
Gwen follows her gaze and gives her a look of disbelief.
“Girl, you serious right now? You don’t know who that is?” she asks as she laces up her black Jordans with neon pink laces.
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