Liam only removed his lips from her skin or mouth to breath, heavy and thicker with each moment of his hips and each kiss she stole from him. She was a wicked siren, stealing his breath away like this...and he wanted her to do it more. His hands running her dress, hitching it further with his hands revealing more skin to him, until all he could feel was the heat of her body pressed against his own and he was cursing his clothing. "Jordie.." his expression a mix between shy and lustful.
"Poor David...your stealing his little girl away...he'll be furious..." Emma teased leaning into his touch "Killian..." his words made her cheeks heat up beyond measure and for once she didn't know what to say, she just buried her face in his chest and relaxed in his arms: where she was meant to be, while rolling her eyes slightly at Anne's taunts.
"Suck my-" she cut herself noticing the children in the room before smirking "Uh oh...run brother it seems Charming is fast approaching you..." she was cut of with David demanding "What's this about a wedding?!" with a very serious tone, a dad tone she would call it. "Are you truly happy Jefferson?"
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