Captain Hook and the Big Bad Wolf

“We meet again love. This time you won’t be so quick to best me.”

He whirled her around and pulled her to him, his fingers digging into her side. Grey eyes met blue grey as their faced closed in on each other. She smelled the peppermint on his breath, and the kohl smudged around his eyes just made them smoulder. The gaze he held penetrated into her and she almost fell victim to it, but Rei had a duty. That was to protect Storybrook…even if it meant having to dispose of a man she once loved.

“You’re weak at the knees now. You weren’t this way in the library.” He commented his tongue poking out from his lips to moisten them lightly. Rei quivered in his arm at this action, it was becoming difficult to remain resolute.

“Killian Jones - ”

“That’s Captain Hook to you love.”

Rei growled at the correction.

“Captain Hook. You are to leave Storybrook otherwise I will have no choice but to dispose of you.”

At this remark he laughed.

“You don’t have the gall to do that to me now love.”

His fingers caressed her brunette locks lightly, gently pushing them away from her face. Another shiver shot down her spine.

“I’ve got you right, where I want you.”

So close, his lips were so close to his. She wanted nothing more than to kiss him right there. He was making her weak at the knees. She loved and hated that about him.

“So why don’t I make you a deal.”

The voice, so sensual and dripping with lust. It exuded off of him so naturally and started to affect her. He began to closely circle her his arm never leaving her waist.

“This is what I propose love.” His hook caressed the brown hair as his lips closed in on her ear. “I let you go…and you can have your precious little cricket back.”

Teeth closed on the shell of her ear, nipping lightly. Her eyes widened at the mention of cricket.

Archie.

“Answer me this Pirate.” Her voice quivered as she spoke.

“Only if you accept my deal.”

“I’ll accept if I know one thing.”

“And what’s that.” He circled round to her front still keeping her close. Again his gaze penetrated deep into her, making it difficult to think or speak for that matter.

“Is he alive.”