Chapter 13: Hungry like the wolf
Summary: My girlfriend just dumped me and I’ve gotten piss drunk and somehow managed to get into your apartment instead of my own. I’m trying to masturbate my feelings away and boy were you surprised. Based on a Tumblr prompt that spiraled out of control.
A/N: Okay, there were a few bumps in the road while writing this one, but it’s here. As always, thank you for your patience.
Thank you @ilovemesomekillianjones for being an awesome beta-reader and possessing wizard-like editing skills! I had to add on to the story because of a stupid mistake I made and she literally had the section finished before the chapter was completed.
This campground they are staying at is completely made up and not based off of any place in particular. I’ve learned that the more I write, the more I stop basing things off of real life and the more I just make shit up, so please forgive me for this beach that has made it possible for Emma and Killian to have some “alone time” as crowded as it may be ;-)
Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoy!
Rated: Mature for sex and salty language
Killian could sense something was off when he observed Emma that night. She appeared to be guilty about something, and he was pretty sure she was about to burst into tears at any moment. Luckily no one else noticed, as they were all gathered around the campfire, too caught up in making fun of him for falling in the mud.
“Do you want me to try and get out the stains,” Mary Margaret asked him, and he was blushing profusely, scratching behind his ear.
“That’s okay, lass. It’s my own fault; I can wash it when we get home.”
“Okay. You just soak the jeans in cool water, use a half teaspoon of liquid detergent and a tablespoon of vinegar and soak for thirty minutes before you wash it.”
“Thank you,” he mumbled, thoroughly embarrassed. His muddy pants had been a topic of discussion for far too long by that point. He didn’t even have mud on them, and it had happened yesterday so really the fabricated incident should’ve been long forgotten.
Emma and Killian were finally able to escape when she announced she had to use the restroom. He offered to go with her since it was dark out and he didn’t want her walking alone in the woods. There was definitely something strange going on because when Mary Margaret and Elsa looked like they were about to get up, Ruby spoke up, asking the two of them questions to distract them, he guessed. She also threw them both a wink as they left.
Killian was actually starting to get excited as they began their trek in the woods. Could Emma have told Ruby about the two of them? Was it time to finally share their relationship with everyone? Although he thought if anyone were to find out first, it would be either Elsa or Mary Margaret.
Emma was very quiet as Killian shined a flashlight to guide their path. When they could no longer hear their friends chatting and laughing in the distance, Emma stopped and whirled around in front of him; he could see the panic flashing in her eyes through the darkness of the night.
“Killian, I screwed up.”