#killian x you

[steamystrangerfics]

Okay. Here for my anon.

PANCAKES

Killian Jones x reader.

Tw: smut, like idk guys it’s literally the pancake scene continued. Oral (f receiving). Pet name : Killy (like idky that so cute to me I had to)

Not proofread. It was written in like 2 hours.

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“Mmm,” Killian says softly as he walks up behind you, “something smells delicious”. He’s finishing getting dressed, buttoning up his dashing black vest that fits him all too well over his dark navy dress shirt. He had just gotten out of the shower so he smelled of honeysuckle and lemon, and his hair was still a bit damp.

You were at the stove making breakfast, pancakes to be exact, for your new fiancé. “It’s just from a box,” you giggle as you turn your neck to allow him for access to you. Killian places love bites along you neck while his hand and hook grace your hips. Killian starts to nibble on your earlobe as he whispers “I’m not talking about the pancakes.”

His mouth is exactly why you fell in love with him, how he spoke to you and how he kissed you. You turn from the pancakes and attached your lips to his in a sloppy, deep kiss. He wasted no time in parting your lips with his tongue and dominating your mouth with swirls of pleasure and passion. Your hands ran up along his neck and into his hair as his came down to where you needed them most of all.

“To hell with the pancakes,” you panted as your lips parted from his for a brief moment. Killian pulled your waist closer, needing you back closer to him. You gave into the filthy pirate you call your fiance and pressed yourself against him, pushing him back into the table. As he fell back, a devilish grin arose on his face. You locked lips once again and started unbuttoning Killian’s vest. Killian wasted no time in using his hook to tear your night shirt right off you, “you can’t keep doing that, soon I’ll have nothing to wear.” Killian loved using his hook when he was with you, and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t do something to you inside. “Well, love, I’d be fine with that”. You both discarded the rest of your clothes but your undergarments in no time.

Killian’s hand roamed your breasts, taking time on each, as he started to lay you back onto the table. “No, Killian” you stopped him before your back met the table. He stopped everything he was doing and stared into your eyes for an answer. All you could do was smile, “I was still making you breakfast.” you said as you kissed his chest while standing, your hands roaming his body. “If you want to stop,” Killian was a gentleman, he wasn’t going to pry.

“No, Captain” you said deeply as you spun him around and threw him onto the table, “I just thought you’d still be hungry.” You climbed up on the table as you laid him down and straddled him.

“Bloody Hell”, Killian looked up at you from this position, at you offering yourself up to ride his face. “What have I done to deserve such a lady?” Killian placed his hand on your thigh and stroked his thumb slowly. “You believed in me, Killy. And you loved me.” You were now leaning down to kiss him once more. “Now, I want to see that mouth filthy, and hear those pretty sounds. Can you do that for me?” Your eyes darkened above Killian, he’s never seen this in you but he liked it.

Killian ripped your panties straight off with his hook as you lowered yourself on top of him. His mouth was already watering and eyes glistening. “You’re beautiful” Killian spoke as he laid a soft kiss on your inner thigh.

Killian took his time teasing you, kissing your thighs and toward your folds as your desire to have him rose. “I don’t even have to touch you, love, and your squirming,” he mumbled from underneath you. He slowly licked a strip along your folds and took in all of your juices leaking out. “Killian, Please”, you yelped at the pleasure as you pressed down onto his tongue trying to get some friction. You ran your hands through his soft brown hair, trying to hold still. His metallic hook came up press against your aching bud. The moan that escaped you was none like you’ve ever made before. Killian started making circular movements with his hook as he inserted his tongue into your firey folds. “Captain!” You cried out, and his eyes darted open to lock with yours. He watched your face as he lapped at your core, those pretty eyes rolling to the back of your head. He loved the things he could do to you. He replaced his tongue with two fingers, as you rocked above him. His rings felt cold within you as he hooked his fingers in just the right spot. Pumping in and out of you, and now using his tongue on your precious bud, you could feel you were reaching your limit.

“Killian-,” you moaned, unable to speak. He knew you were close, he went back to using his tongue in between your folds. Killian used his hooked arm to wrap around your waist and pull you down onto him. He wanted to taste every last drop of you.

The moans coming from Killian sent vibrations through your body and that was you undoing.

Your legs shook, your toes curled, your eyes fluttered, and Killian held you in place.

When you were finished catching you breath, you sat back onto Killian’s lap. You were taking in all that he was.”Killian,” you said sweetly as you reach up to kiss him, taking in your own sweet taste, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he states as he sits up to embrace you. You look down to notice the hard erection in Killian’s boxers.

“Why don’t we go get a shower and take care of this” you suggest, grazing your hand over the very large bulge.

“Aye,” he kisses your forehead, “looks like I’m not the only filthy pirate.” Killian winks and you two run off to the shower in each others arms.

[devotion-disorder]

...he's just curious about human biology!!!!!!!

[gabbyshere]

Kaz: Does it count as daddy issues if i just don’t have a dad?

Y/n: In your case? Yes.

[panic-in-the-multiverse]

A Pirates Life For Me

Pairings: father Killian Jones x child/teen!reader

Imagine: what it would be like to be Killian Jones child

Warnings: none really, mostly fluff, and Killian Jones being the best father ever, I guess there’s some spoilers for those who haven’t watched all seasons I guess, mention of when he died, NOT proofread yet

A/N back to writing ya’ll (hopefully), thought I’d start it of easy with some headcanons, so a few other will come out too but this is the first because recently I’ve been obsessing over Killian again along with Obi-Wan Kenobi and Hunter (from tbb)

Side note half of this got deleted and couldn’t really remember what I wrote so it’s definitely not as good as the first draft

First things first you were raised on the Jolly Roger, you would most probably grow up as a pirate, and when old enough you’d help him fighting against the other pirates that would attack you at times

I’m sorry but you’re gonna have to deal with wearing dark colored clothes, he doesn’t do light color therefore neither do you at least until you’re old enough to decide for yourself what clothes you want

You’d beg Killian to buy you the biggest hat ever as you read somewhere that pirates has hats, he never bought you that hat… he did steal a tiny hat that fit you perfectly though…

He was scared to death that he would be like his own father, but don’t worry he’s both like that he’s the best and he’d never leave you like that

Your initials are written beside the wheel (you know where he wrote with his hook for Bae/Neal)

Things you carved into the ship as a kid can still be seen in the most random places

He childproofed the ship, put child locks on nearly every cabinet not knowing if it was child appropriate things in them as the crew would put their things in random places, he did not find the thought of you finding a knife, sword, or gun and accidentally hurt yourself very comforting

Adopted child, biological child, doesn’t matter he loves you the same.

Depending on when you were born you might of watched The Dark One rip the heart out of your father’s lover

One of many traumatic events

Killian values you more than anything else, if he had to choose between revenge or you, he’d always choose you, he’d do anything for you even if it meant him dying

He still knows how to say no to things though

He made a mental list in his head on things he would teach you

1. How to sail

2. How to navigate with stars

3. Sword fighting

4. How to survive on Neverland (just in case Pan decided to kidnap you or something to mess with him)

5. How to escape from Neverland

6. What plants are poisonous or not

7. Do not make deals with the dark one

And then the list goes on and on, he would want to teach you everything he knows about everything really, he just doesn’t want you to make the same mistakes he did, or to end up being a villain as he wants you to get your happy ending

Somewhere along the road you got dragged into wanting to help your father get revenge, nearly succeeded in multiple occasions, but as it turns out villains don’t really get their revenge

You once made the crew find a hook and clothes similar to Killian’s and later on that day you’d run up to Killian, hand clutching a hook and act as if you were the captain of the ship, imitating your father (with a really bad “adult” voice). He would let out a wide smile, eyes twinkling and a soft gaze as he looked down at you trying to reach the wheel. He’d eventually pick you up and let you steer the destination as he helped you turn the wheel the other way than he had set the course too. This was also the first time he taught you how to sail. Or somewhat, it wasn’t like you took much of the information in as you soon got bored and went to watch over the railing at the crashing waves.

Btw I’m tired of fics where Captain Hooks child likes Peter Pan, why because a parents ideals usually sets with the child, meaning you’d probably hate Peter Pan and Rumplestiltskin as much as your father does

He would tell you stories of his older brother and how he was a hero and he wished you’d met him, you would eventually in hell though later as you went to rescue your father so that’s fine, turns out he wasn’t the hero your father made him out to be, but that’s fine you only need one hero and that’s your dad

He would also tell you stories of his adventures, it made for quite the long entertaining tales as he tucked you into bed, kissing your forehead before continuing his story which he altered to be a bit more child friendly and a bit more dramatic

He lets you have some of his clothes when he’s going away for a long time because he knows you’ll miss him

He lets you wear his jackets/coats, you freezing he’s already put his jacket/coat over you, even if they’re too big for you , he loves how adorable you look in it as he’s reminded that you’re still just a child and he doesn’t want you to grow up

He’d try to teach you how to paint, might succeed might not still he loves the bonding time he’s good at painting in any universe you can’t tell me otherwise

He hates seeing you hurt

If you get hurt on a raid he’d made sure whoever hurt you would suffer, you want him kiss the injury better, he’d do so in a heartbeat even if it meant his reputation would falter slightly

He starts dating someone else (Emma) he’d make sure that person treated you right, if not he’d dump said person

If he founds out you like someone he wouldn’t be overprotective, he’d still be protective but he’d mostly be supportive. He’d tease you about it until it became annoying, he’d encourage you and give you advice (even if most of his advice failed)and if it failed he’d be there to comfort you through it all

You’d blame Emma for turning Killian into a dark one and you’d blame Emma for Killian’s death

When you rescued Killian from hell he promised you he’d never die again if not of old age and that he’d never take of his good luck ring ever again as you thought he jinxed it by giving it to Emma

You were glad for his sake when he married Emma just because you saw your father happy with someone else again and not just grieving and seeking revenge for his ex lover

He hugs surprisingly great, he’s like your human sized pirate teddy bear

He misses the times when you would come into his room late at night after a nightmare and crawl under the covers and cuddle close to him, not because you had a nightmare but because he liked that you knew you would always be safe with him

He would hate that you’d have nightmares after his death and you no matter what age you are in would sometimes go into his room to make sure he was still alive and maybe even sleep beside him, he’d wake up to you sprawled out over the whole bed clutching his side tightly as if you were afraid he’d disappear

Will make sure you get your happy ending

He’s just father material it’s as simple as that (just look at Nook, love Nook though but original Hook is the best)

[m1sseveryth1ng]

Ah yes my favorite trope, sexual tension and sword fights.

[killianxswan]

it's the way that emma's demeanor changes so clearly between

"and what was that?"

and

"you traded your ship for me?"

they've been flirting back and forth ("i know how you kiss" is my personal favorite) and emma's playfully teasing him. oh yeah? and what was that. what does the great captain hook who has sailed the 7 seas for centuries consider valuable to trade? he had just told her he's a heLL of a captain. HE ANSWERS PLAYFULLY BACK (to mask his feelings but we can get back to that)

but emma is like- record scratch. go back. you traded your WHAT for me? she goes from flirtatious, yearning, giggly emma to bewildered, smitten, and CONfirmed she is down bad for this man.

anyways, killian says it all in his wedding vows.

"they say that a captain’s heart belongs to his ship, but with this ring, it now belongs to you"

[dovesdreaming]

Once upon a time masterlist ->

“Happy endings aren’t always what we think they’ll be”

Masterlist navigation

Characters-

Peter Pan-

-x first lost girl: coming soon

-Moonlit secrets: reader hides that she’s a werewolf until a full moon creeps closer

-Peter pan gets jealous: coming soon

-x bi reader who gets close to Wendy and Peter gets jealous: coming soon

Regina mills-

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Captain killian-

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Rumplestiltskin-

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[vasfasan]

[thepunkmuppet]

shoutout to hook for crushing on emma and both of her parents. kind of a boss bitch move tbh

[sanityshorror]

I attempted to make another hyper realistic Julius with art breeder, but it was being very fuckin stubborn so I wound up taking it in procreate to fix it and polish it up, then used picsart for the final touches. Anyway. TADA. (Kinda) Realistic Julius

[steamystrangerfics]

Oh, this will take some time. Might even be a series. But it will happen, my love. It will happen.

The bloody pirate has me talking like him since I’ve been writing for him. Damn that pirate.

[devotion-disorder]

Umm, same anon here, the Killian posting I saw is the one where he measures your mouth with his hands.

So... not sparing the innocent?

The unhinged question is does he measure how tight you are (down there) with his hands or his dick?

yes and yes, in that order.

to be 100% real when i drew that originally all i had in mind was some horny Killian action LOL but I do like the idea that he's measuring your mouth. It would be incredibly in-character for him to be meticulous like that, counting the number of teeth, pressing on your tongue and memorizing every ridge in your palate. And when he's finished with his hands - having a vague idea of the distance from mouth to throat - its only logical to test it out with other "apparatuses", right? to see how badly he could push the limits of your gag reflex?

I also get the sense that he just likes using his fingers. he knows he's good with his hands and intends make the most of that. And he is interested in much more than just your mouth.

Try to fend him off before he gets too acquainted with his 'research', before he can remember all of your weak spots by heart. Or else he's going to find every chance he can get to stuff his digits into your warmth - beneath the covers as you drift off into a deep sleep, under the table as you talk to the other elves, behind the lecturn while he gives out his droning sermons. It's like some sort of passive stimulation to him, have you tied up so he could busy his left hand buried inside you while casually signing documents with his right. His own pleasure does not even matter to him sometimes; he just likes the fact that his hands are all he needs to make you come undone. Other times, however, the fingers are only a precursor to what he really has in mind. And you best believe he is going to be just as meticulous as he is with his hands.

[omgrachwrites]

Of Pirates and Princes - Chapter One

Pairing: Prince Caspian x Reader

Summary: You are merely a shop owner sharing a street with an insufferable mechanic. If that’s true, why do you keep dreaming of Princes and black sails? OUAT crossover

Warnings: enemies to lovers, fluff, swearing

A/N: First part wooo! Hope you guys enjoy and please let me know if you would like to be tagged! xxx

masterlist

Chapter I

The floor was hard and rocky beneath your fingers, as was the wall behind your head, you couldn’t dig your way out of this cell, that was clear enough. Boots crunched against the ground and you lifted your head, smirking when the tall man peered through the bars.

“Where’s your master, General? Was he too afraid to come and see me alone?” you snickered.

“Where are the jewels?”

You scoffed, “the lady Susan’s jewels? Why would I have them?”

“You were seen in the company of the men who did steal from the carriage down in port. They had the gold and silver but no jewels, and they let you get caught.”

Those men were idiots, your father would have skinned them alive if they weren’t bound to be executed by the Prince. They had failed to protect you.

“Hmm, what a conundrum.”

“Release her,” a different voice, a softer voice came from the shadows, the pale moonlight illuminating his handsome face.

“But, Your Highness,” the General started but he didn’t get a chance to finish as the Prince cut him off.

“We have searched her belongings and her person, we have not located the jewels or any other contraband. It is not a crime to choose poor drinking companions.”

The General muttered something as he walked off and you glanced over at the Prince, “I’ve been here for five days.”

The Prince smirked as his dark eyes beheld you from the other side of the bars, “have you? My apologies, I had no idea,” you scowled at him.

The Jolly Roger was still docked in the port and you smiled as you ran into the Captain’s open arms, “I was so worried about you, Y/N.”

“I’m fine, dad,” you smiled and he pulled out of the hug, holding you at arm’s length.

“How did you get away?”

With a smile, you pulled a dagger out of the wood of the ship and used it to cut a hole in the lining of your tunic, “either the Prince and his men are idiots, or you taught me very well,” you laughed as you pulled out the jewels you had stolen from Susan’s carriage.

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The bell to your jewellery shop opened, causing you to lose grip of the crystal that you were trying to set into the ring, “fuck!” you jumped and your friend laughed at you.

“Sorry, Y/N.”

You smiled and looked at the clock as you grabbed your jacket, “no, I’m sorry. I lost track of time, lunch at Granny’s?”

Regina nodded and the both of you left the shop, switching the sign to closed, “how’s Henry?” you asked.

Regina sighed, “he still thinks I’m the Evil Queen.”

“From Snow White?” Regina’s son, Henry held a strong belief that everyone in town was a fairytale character from his book, his relief was so strong that he had brought his birth mother to Storybrooke, all the way from Boston.

Regina nodded at your question causing you to laugh and quirk an eyebrow as you looked at your friend’s clothes, “well, you do have the look.”

Regina rolled her eyes, “don’t be ridiculous, Y/N.”

You laughed as you opened the door to Granny’s, your smile fell almost instantly as you quite literally ran into the man you wanted to see the least.

“Woah, I’m so sorry,” he laughed as his hands came up to steady you, as soon as he realised it was you, his smile dropped and he scowled at you, but his hands didn’t leave your waist.

You recoiled and Caspian rolled his eyes, “your hands are filthy.”

Caspian scowled, “I’m a mechanic, darlin’ kind of comes with the job.”

“Whatever,” you stormed right past him and into the diner.

Regina followed you as you sat down at your usual table, “that was the most ridiculous argument ever.”

You scoffed, “I hate him, I hate him so much and I don’t know why but there’s just something about him that irks me. I can’t put my finger on it.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” Regina spoke up and you glanced at her in surprise to find that she wasn’t looking at you. She was looking past you with a faraway look on her face as if her mind was elsewhere.

“What for?” you asked.

She didn’t say anything, she just smiled wanly and placed your usual order when Ruby came around to take the order.

“I keep on having the strangest dreams.”

Regina raised an eyebrow as she looked at you warily, “what about?”

You twisted your ring round on your finger as you recalled the dream from last night, “there was a pirate ship and a Prince. There was a jail cell in the depths of a great castle, it felt very much like a fever dream,” you laughed.

“Dr Hopper may have something for dreamless sleeps.”

You shook your head; the dreams may have been weird but they were not unwelcome. Lunch was nice, Regina seemed truly happy and you didn’t speak of your dreams or Henry again.

On your way out of Granny’s you grabbed two bear claws, one for you and one for your mom, that was your tradition, every Monday you would have lunch with Regina and then you would go for coffee and a catch up with your mom. You dropped Regina off at her office before driving to your mother’s cottage on the edge of town. As soon as you pulled up to the cottage you could sense that something was different but you didn’t know what until you rang the doorbell.

“Y/N,” your mother smiled with a questioning look on her face, “what are you doing here?”

You laughed as you held up the brown paper bags, “bear claws?”

She nodded with a smile, “sorry dear, it’s been a long day. Come in.”

You smiled as you stepped over the threshold and hugged your mom, kissing her cheek before you walked through to the kitchen, your blood running cold. Twice in one day? Someone really had it out for you. There he was, looking cleaner than he had from when you last saw him a couple of hours ago. He looked up from his phone and he dropped it on the kitchen counter, the clatter making you jump.

You scowled at him as you saw the remains of a bear claw on your mother’s floral plates and a coffee cup, “what’s he doing here?” you complained to your mom as she rolled her eyes and followed you into the kitchen.

“Y/N, don’t be rude, Caspian was kindly dropping off my car after he fixed it for me.”

Caspian shot a dazzling smile at your mother that you just wanted to slap off his face as he stood from the kitchen stool, “it really was no trouble, ma’am, after all I couldn’t have you traipsing all the way into town from here.”

Your mother grinned and handed him a tupperware container which made you glare at Caspian, “you’re a lifesaver, and you won’t have to eat greasy diner food tomorrow.”

“Thank you, ma’am, I’ll see you soon,” he glanced over at you with daggers in your dark eyes, “Y/N.”

You didn’t say anything but if looks could kill he would be six feet underground, your mom walked him out and when she came back into the kitchen she had a disappointed look on her face.

“Why can’t you just be nice to him, Y/N? He’s a lovely young man.”

“Oh come on mom, he’s rude and arrogant.”

Your mom sighed as she flicked the kettle on, “oh, Y/N, you really need to grow up.”

As you were getting ready to close the shop, the little bell tinkled and you looked up with a surprised smile when Henry walked through the door. Regina worked late every Monday so Henry always came by the shop to start on his homework until Regina picked him up. You would have thought that he would have been spending time with Emma.

“Good to see you Henry,” you smiled as the boy placed his backpack on one of the tables in the shop and began to get his things out.

“Hi, Y/N,” he smiled brightly as only a child could smile as he got out a heavy leather bound book and you knew that that must be it.

“So, that’s the famous book, huh? Kind of offended that I’m not in it,” you laughed as you tidied some things away, “want a sandwich and some juice? It’ll be a while before you’ll be having dinner.”

“That would be great, thanks Y/N,” he started to scribble in his notebook as you went through to the tiny little kitchen in the back. You poured Henry some orange juice and made him a sandwich, cutting off the crusts just like you knew he liked it and came back through into the shop and placed it in front of him.

“There you go,” you spoke cheerfully and Henry took one big swig of the drink, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Oh, I think you actually are in the book,” he grinned and started flipping through the pages.

You laughed as you quirked an eyebrow, “oh yeah? And who am I? A princess I hope,” you sat opposite Henry.

He shook his head as he pushed the book towards you, “no something much more cool.”

You looked down at the colourful artwork splashed across the page and saw the pirate standing at the bow of a ship. The drawing of the woman did kind of look like you, she had different hair but she had the scar through her eyebrow just as you did. As you looked down at the drawing you could almost hear the call of the birds and the ocean breeze.

It reminded you of your dreams.

“So, what’s this story about?” you tore your eyes away from the book and looked at the little boy sitting opposite you.

“It’s about that pirate and the Prince of the land, sworn enemies but they fall in love one day when the pirate saves his life.”

“Why would a pirate save a Prince?” you asked flipping through the book, your eyes coming to rest on a tall man with ink black hair and even darker eyes. You closed the book with a snap and pushed it back over to Henry.

“I don’t know,” Henry shook his head, “maybe she’s good, not everyone has to be a villain.”

“How does the book end?”

“Why don’t you keep it and find out?”

You laughed considering his offer, mentally deciding against it. Regina would never forgive you if you knew you were encouraging her son’s impossible belief.

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taglist; @notan-applepielife @intothesoul

[pirateswhore]

September 23rd - Bi Visibility Day

to ME ! these 2 are b4b. if you get it, you get it. anyways. I realised I had never celebrated BVD despite being a raging bisexual 🙄 I had this sketch laying around for months and decided to redo it.

also, hello improvement (June to September) . maybe I CAN draw humans. huh

[ultimateissuessimp]

Heated rivalry

One shot

Word count: 1,823

Warnings: NSFW (close your eyes kids), blow job, cum eating, anal sex, unprotected (don't be silly, wrap your willy), creampie, hate/angry sex, rough sex, Y/N is a considerate consent king, soft after care

Y/N and Killian Jones always went head to head, there was not a one peaceful day whenever they saw each other that they didn't compete with each other. I ven back in the Enchanted Forest. Y/N was a very well known thief and sometimes his roads crossed with the famous and feared pirate. It always just so happened that they ended up at the same place and at the same time, with the same goal in mind.

-Could you get out of my way, pirate? - Y/N said annoyed at the man's presence, ready to throw a dagger at him that he kept in his holster if he needed to. Once again they met at a stealing hotspot, filled with disgustingly rich people that were such an easy target. They had so much money that surely a few, or rather a good handful, of stolen goods won't hurt heir pockets.

-You're the one that's in my way. We seriously need to stop meeting like this or I'm going to start thinking that you're purposely seeking me out, because you fancy me - Killian said with a smug, amused smirk, yet his eyes spoke of irritation. He truly wondered how it was possible that they time after time met in places like this. He travelled a great deal and amount of time, sometimes just popping in for supplies and to enrich himself, so how was it possible for them to often cross each other's paths?

-You wish, Hook. I would rather gauge my eyes out than ever even think about fancying you - Y/N snarled at the man, giving him the stink eye. He dared even make an insinuation like that? He'll show him how much he actually despised his guts.

-My gods, learn how to take a joke, thief - Hook rolled his eyes at Y/N word's, overly annoyed at his behaviour. This man had a serious stick up his ass that he needed to deal with.

-You're a joke. Oh, wait, no… Joke's are meant to be funny, you're more… Pathetic - Y/N grunted out, clearly done with their interaction, ready to walk away and simply do what he came here to do, before he was pushed against the wall of the alley they were in. He groaned out as his back hit the bricks, a wave of pain going through his spine.

-I dare you to say that again - Killian growled out underneath his breath, his face incredibly close to Y/N's, making their noses touch with slight movement.

-You're pathetic - the thief hissed out through his teeth, nose scrunching and eyes filling with anger at the pirate captain's actions. Oh how he hated this man with passion.

Yes, hated him… Then why the hell was he now with the same bursts of passion, while another kind of one, tearing that leather coat off of the man? Lips locked in an aggressive kiss as they explored each other's bodies in a room in some small tavern that was the closest. It almost seemed like a way to assert dominance and show who was better. A better thief, a better leader, a better… Lover.

-I'll make sure you don't forget this night - Killian murmured into the kiss before pushing Y/N onto the bed and getting on top of him, his lips traveling to his neck and sucking in bruises on the skin there, a way of marking him up, almost possessively.

-I already know you won't be forgetting it anytime, since I'm already deep rooted in your mind - Y/N groaned out, letting out a huff of breath at one harder suck on his neck. His hands hastily reaching out to take Killian's shirt off, throwing it somewhere into the room after succeeding.

-You talk too much - the pirate said, going up with his lips again to press them against Y/N's in a way of shutting him up on his own. His hooked travelling across the thief's chest, quickly ripping his shirt in the middle and then taking it away with his right one, doing the same that Y/N did with his shirt, landing it somewhere on the floor amidts the rest of their clothes. He didn't even know when they got rid off their pants, but he wasn't about to complain unlike Y/N about his ripped shirt.

-You'll pay for that fucking shirt - he growled out into Killian's lips before swiftly changing their positions. He was hovering over the pirate, finally having the upper hand and ability to create marks of his own across Killian's neck and chest, going south for the treasure. He took of the man's briefs in one quick motion and started kissing his thighs and pelvis, just not where the pirate might have wanted him to.

-Yeah, yeah, whatever. Are you going to get to it or will I have to-… Oh bloody hell… - Killian couldn't even end his sentence properly before a deep moan broke out of his lips when Y/N finally put his lips on his cock and took all of it at once into his mouth, going straight to the base. His hand quickly shot to his head, catching onto it and keeping it there just to make sure that the thief wouldn't just leave it quickly.

Y/N's eyes kept watching Killian's reactions like a hawk, observing each momevent of his chest, each twitch of his face and the many emotions hidden somewhere in that sea of eyes. Maybe if he didn't hate him this much he would actually appreciate the nice shade of blue they were. At least that's what he tried to keep telling himself, but the more he looked into them while moving his mouth up and down, the more lost in them he got.

It didn't take long for Hook to be reaching his first climax and Y/N decided to not be mean for now and let him reach his climax, swallowing everything greedily before pulling his mouth off of Killian's dick with a loud pop. The pirate was short of breath the moment his mind came back to normal, well, slightly normal. He still felt woozy and at the brink of losing it again when he watched Y/N's adam's apple bop as he swallowed.

-Fuck… - he muttered out before springing up and pressing his lips back to the thief's, able to taste his own spent on his tongue as they fought for dominance once more. Yes, he definitely was losing his mind. How else could he explain that weird feeling steering deep inside him as they kissed? He crawled onto his lap, immediately grinding into his own hard on, still hidden beneath the piece of cloth that was restricting it. He freed him quickly and rose up to sink onto Y/N's cock before he got stopped momentarily.

-How-wow, slow down, pirate. No preparation? No matter how much I'd love to rearrange your guts right now, I still have manners and don't want to mess you up in the wrong way. The only thing you should feel right now is pleasure - Y/N said, keeping his hands beneath Killian's thighs to stop him from moving, speaking into his ear breathily.

-Oh shut up, I'm not some weak bastard that you might have fucked in the past, I can take it - Killian groaned out in annoyance at being stopped, frustrated that he wasn't allowed to take what he desperately wanted at that moment.

-Are you sure? Remember that we can stop whenever you want to. I don't want you to feel what you wouldn't want- Y/N asked, making sure that that was exactly what Killian wanted and not something that he barely could think of due to the post orgasmic state.

-If you don't want me to feel what I wouldn't stop than stop making me feel this fucking way, you confuse me - Killian groaned out before finally getting an upper hand and sinking down onto Y/N's cock, taking it all at once and immediately letting out a loud moan, head falling forward onto the thief's shoulder.

-What are you talking abo-… Oh gods - Y/N started, not understanding what the man meant before he got interrupted by a moan of his own, the same way Killian did so minutes ago when he swallowed him whole in his mouth. The way the pirate squeezed him tightly as he bottomed out made him see stars. Or was it just the lights of the street lamps reflecting in Killian's eyes as he started into them with his own, half lidded in pleasure ones? He wasn't sure and he didn't care at the moment. What he cared for was the feeling of the man's heat and tightness in his dick.

The pirate captain didn't waste time despite the slight pain he felt and started to ride Y/N as if his life depended on it and maybe it did. Moans filled the room as they got lost in pleasure, mouth moving against one another in the same tandem their bodies did. Y/N's hands travelled all across Killian's back, not knowing where to hold on before he settled on one arm wrapping around his middle and helping him grind and move up and down his member while the other hand wrapped around his hair. His lips travelling to his neck to suck even more hickeys onto it, leaving Killian's mouth to let out the most pornohraphic of moans Y/N has ever heard.

They were both oh so close, chasing their orgasms as Y/N kept slamming his hips into the pirate's ass, hitting his prostate with each movement, getting the moan to sing for him so beautifully. He was getting so lost in him, the same way Killian was getting lost in Y/N, not wanting to stop or let go. Finally they reached their breaking point, both men letting out sinful noises out of their mouths as they came, Y/N filling him up with unholy amounts of spent as Killian's cum hit both of their stomachs, trickling down them slowly. You won't see any of this in the Bible, that's for sure.

They panted heavily as they rested against each other, arms wrapped tightly around one another as they say there, trying to regain their composures and failing miserably. Finally Y/N pulled out of Killian, making the man groan at the loss that quickly changed into a yelp of surprise at being lifted up and carried to the joined with the room bathroom. A quick bath won't hurt. Maybe the damn thief wasn't so bad after all? How could he be when he held him oh so gently in the warm water filled bath? No matter how much Killian tried to deny Y/N's previous words, he truly was deeply rooted in his mind and he made it his mission to have him. He had to have him.

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