A Helping Hand
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: Phew, it’s finally here. I have to apologize for taking so long to update. I could bore you all with my long list of excuses, but instead I will just tell you that you can expect to see the final product of my delay on February 7th when I post my 15k one-shot for the CS Little Bang Project. Yes, it’s taken me that long to finish the thing, and I’m excited to finally be able to post it.
Tossing a huge thank you to @ilovemesomekillianjones for beta-reading this chapter in warp speed and putting up with all of my errors. You are awesome!
To everyone else, you are also amazing for putting up with my long updates and for waiting so patiently and cheering me on. Thank you for sticking with me!
Okay, here we go… and please don’t hate me. Chapter 13 will not be as bad as you think. In fact the next two chapters are probably going to my favorite ones so far. There will of course be plenty of smut, but also so much more!
Rated: Mature for sex and salty language
Also available: AO3 FF.N
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Chapter 12: Camping
Emma knew the drive to the campsite would be long, but this was certainly exceeding her expectations. It didn’t help that when Elsa and Liam weren’t talking about wedding plans, Liam was constantly interrogating her about Killian since she’d assured him wholeheartedly that they were only friends. Now he seemed insistent on taking advantage of that detail. Damn stubborn British men. The only thing that kept her sane was sneaking a peek at her phone every now and then to see a text from Killian pop up on her screen. Her heart did not do flip flops every Goddamn time. Certainly not.
Killian: Hope your ride is better than mine. My palms are sweating from David’s interrogation, making sure I’m not up to no good.
Although Emma was a bit annoyed by her friend and the fact that he was making Killian uncomfortable, she had to laugh a little. She secretly enjoyed how protective David was; it was something she had grown accustomed to since she’d met the Nolans.
Emma: Don’t know if I would say it’s better per se, seeing as your brother is getting his kicks from trying to siphon information from me as well. He thinks you are hiding some big secret from him.
Killian: Ahh, but you forget, love, I AM hiding some big secret from him in the form of a gorgeous siren—YOU. Not that I’m not complaining. Happy to keep such a wonderful thing to myself. Though I do have to apologize on behalf of my brother. He can be a bit overbearing, as you know.
Emma snorted and typed a reply
Emma: A BIT overbearing???? I’m afraid you’ve misspoken because I believe you meant to say A LOT overbearing… and in that case, I’m fully aware.
Killian: LOL you are right, love. He’s indeed overbearing sometimes—most of the time.
Emma: That I can definitely agree with. And by the way, I’m sorry about David. He can be quite overbearing too.
Killian: Aye, I’m surprised he and Liam aren’t best mates. Then again, perhaps they’re both too competitive and would only butt heads?
Emma: Perhaps you’re right. I’m sure we’ll find out though. This trip will certainly bring them closer together.
Killian: I wish I could say the same for you and I. I would certainly like to be closer to you ;-) We may not have that opportunity though :-(
Emma: Who knows? We may have more than you think.
Killian: Oh, is that so? Do tell.
Emma snickered.
Emma: ah ah, I’m not telling. You’ll just have to wait and see…
Killian: I’m officially intrigued. I look forward to seeing what you have up your sleeve.
Smirking, her fingers flew over the keyboard as she typed out her response.
Emma: You should be more intrigued by what I’ll have down your pants ;-)
Killian: Bloody hell woman… ugh I can’t wait… minx.
Emma: Me neither.
“What are you back there laughing and smiling about?”