Killian licked his lips as she spoke, a cruel smirk twisted onto his face as he only semi-listened to her, preferring to take in her lovely body, completely exposed to him and ripe for the taking. His Swan had held him at arms length, denied even the old, weak, pathetic version of himself what he had so craved, but when darkness corrupted her? Why, she had tried to seduce him, showed how she wanted him. Now, she would have him, and she would have him just the way she made him, mercilessly. His hand and hook drifted aimlessly over her body that she was helpless to move, his touch almost deceptively gentle for what was to come, except for how he made sure the tip of his namesake left a mark wherever it went, leaving a trail. “Why, love, this is my curse… I can shape this town, this place, its time and space all to my will, do whatever I wish with it…” he leaned over her, so their faces practically touched, “Do whatever I wish with you.”

He pulled away quickly, his eyebrows shooting up and a madman’s smile crossing his face, “Not only you of course, I’ve quite the appetite and I’ve stopped caring for you, darling. But I will hurt you… again, and again, and again… and I don’t plan on ever letting you go. Or anyone else, for that matter. As an aside, I think I want you to have to help me keep a firmer grip over more… so you and the others will be particularly fertile, and undeniably mine.”

Fertile..? Emma’s eyes widened as she couldn’t believe his words. Was he really going to make them all just that - his for breeding? What kind of twisted thoughts did the darkness put into his mind? However, Emma couldn’t help her body reacting to his touch, so strangely gentle for a Dark One. She was trembling slightly, goosebumps appearing over her pale skin wherever the tip of his hook trailed, but she tried to keep her eyes as cold and hateful as she could. Even though she didn’t hate him... She loved him. And she wanted him to love her again. 

“Killian, please... You don’t have to do this. We can have a child, a family, a future... Please.”