Title: Heart Beats Under Their Skin
Characters: Regina Mills, Killian Jones/Captain Hook (Hook Queen)
Summary: Hands over hearts, they’re drawn together.
Author’s Note: This was just a little Drabble I wrote after episode 4. I couldn’t help but see the potential between these two characters and their similarities. I hope you enjoy! :) LT.
They lay together on her bed, silk sheets and duvet kicked down to their feet so as not to get in the way. Killian leans over her, hook resting beside her soft, dark hair and his other hand, the one with all five fingers rests atop her breast, feeling her heartbeat. He revels in the fact that he can feel her heartbeat, that her pulse is racing at having him so close.
Her eyes are half shut and she’s gazing up at him through her lashes, knowing exactly what he was doing. She herself had her own hand placed firmly against his chest, his heartbeat strong, steady and racing just as hers. They don’t speak but their heads are so close they are practically sharing breath but neither of them mind.
He leans forward, gently pressing his lips against hers, kissing her in a way he hasn’t kissed anyone in decades. She responds with a happy sigh, letting their mouths meld together deliciously. The hand not resting against his heart wraps around his neck, pulling his head closer to hers, in an attempt to deepen their kiss. He puts up no resistance as his tongue slips between her lips and into her mouth, caressing her tongue vigorously.
They kiss without abandon, their bodies pressed flush against each other now, their naked skin growing feverish.
“I…I can’t say I love you,” she whispered against his ear.
“I know love. Neither can I but…”
“But what?” she asks as her leg slips higher up his waist.
“But…there’s something about you. I want you, just you. I don’t want anyone else to have you,” he grunts almost embarrassed.
Regina moans not knowing how to answer as he thrusts deep inside her. She wants him too, she never wants to let him go. It’s an odd feeling, one she hasn’t felt in years but she won’t call it love. Not yet, maybe not ever and neither will he.