Prompt: Lieutenant Killian Jones is put in the dungeon for "innapropriate conduct around the princess". Said Princess argues his case/sneaks off to see. Him/runs away with him/some combination of them.
Prompt #1 (I kind of went off track a little. I REALLY like Princess Emma and Lieutenant Killian stories.)
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“And where are you off to at such an hour, your highness?”
Emma gasped tugging the fabric of her cape closer to her skin. She’d been caught red handed -again- and that voice certainly wasn’t from one of the palace guards. “What am I doing?” She called back before glancing at him over her shoulder. A wry smile covered her lips. “I should be asking the same thing Lieutenant. What exactly are you doing in this particular corridor? However did you get up here?” She rolled on the balls of her feet to face him. Emma’s eyes wandered to his face. Those blue forget-me-not eyes of his sparkled with mischief. “Oh, I see.” She bit the bottom of her lip as she closed the distance between them. “It seems you and I shared the same idea on how to occupy the evening.”
He smirked. “And what idea is that, Princess?”
She paused as a crimson glow radiated on her cheeks. “Do I dare admit it out loud, Lieutenant-”
His long fingers grasped onto her shoulder. Her whole body relaxed into his touch.“Killian,” he said. “That’s my name. It is not Lieutenant. Kil-Li-An.”
Emma moved her hands toward the lieutenant’s stiff white collar. She gave it a firm tug pulling his face close so that her lips were ghosting his. “I promise you this Lieutenant,” she whispered, “as long as I am still Princess or your highness, you will never hear me say your name.”
He chuckled. “Quite stubborn aren’t you,” adding a wink, “your highness.” Her eyes flickered toward the door. As much as she enjoyed dallying with the lieutenant, the corridor outside her room where a guard could appear at any moment wasn’t exactly the ideal place to do so. He followed her gaze to ornamented door of her chamber. Resigned, he backed away from her and nodded. “I suggest you return to your quarters before a guard discovers you’re missing.”
Emma agreed, a small smile playing in the corner of her lips. “Indeed. But-” He groaned as she pressed her body up against his. “I’m not going without you.”
She fisted her hands into his naval coat and pulled his face toward hers. As their lips met, she sighed gently into his mouth. One hand tossed back her cape as it tangled into her mess of unruly golden curls. The other wrapped gently around her waist resting on the small of her back. Her senses became overloaded. The way he touched her, the way he tasted, and the way he smelled like fresh sea air made her knees buckle. Emma’s heart squeezed as he gently pulled back to place light kisses on her forehead.
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