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The Shopping Trip
Inspired by 'The Key'
When Emma asked Belle to find her a man to help fulfil her deepest, darkest desires, she had no idea how much her life would change.
The night that Killian used the key to ‘break in’ to her apartment for the first time woke not only her kink to be used, watched, and degraded in the bedroom, it also opened her eyes to just how much of a dickbag Walsh was.
Killian saved her in so many ways, but she denied her feelings for him for so long, despite them sharing incredible chemistry and fucking each other senseless at least twice a week.
However, they got there in the end. The trust they shared meant that they could experiment with more adventurous scenes. But, despite the thrill of the sex that ended with the most incredible multiple orgasms, it was the aftercare that Emma craved the most. She longed to be told the nice things that Killian said about her, and to be held and have someone bathe her.
One night after a particularly vigorous but satisfying session, as they lay basking in each other's arms, they talked quietly.
“It's almost our one year anniversary, Princess, and I wondered if you'd like to try something we've not done yet?”
Emma chuckled. “There can't be that many things, you know that right?”
“You have been a very, very good sub Princess. I'm very proud of you for everything we've done together, but as I say there's one thing I would like to try with you. Something that I know you'll get a kick out of, and I know I'll enjoy doing…”
Emma got sick of Killian’s teasing so she climbed on top of him, her warm heat perilously close to Killian’s ever growing dick. She pinned her boyfriend to the bed, using all her strength to keep his arms above his head. In doing so her ample breasts swung across his face, groaning when he caught a nipple in his mouth. “My Lord, tell me what your plans are for me.”
“Make me, Princess.”
She was already hot, slick and ready for more. “I plan to, my Lord. When I've finished riding you, you'll be ready to tell me. Assuming you can remember when I'm done with you.”
Before Killian knew what was happening, Emma planted her feet on the bed, sank down on his cock and immediately started to ride him, harder and faster than he'd ever known her to before. He was mesmerized by the way her tits bounced and her fingers deftly flew across her clit.
Emma screamed her release, but before she had the chance to flop down she felt Killian’s large hands holding her up. It was then his turn to plant his feet and start to thrust into her.
By their standards it was a pretty vanilla fuck, but the passion and satisfaction they elicited from each other remained the same.
It didn't take long for Killian to reach his own climax.
Emma looked at him with love in her eyes. She kissed him deeply before rolling off him to lay next to him once again. “Well I'm listening, my Lord.”
Killian explained his thoughts and Emma agreed that it sounded like a fun thing to do. “Really?”
“Food, wine, shopping, and sex? They're my favourite things. Of course I'm going to like it. And as for the other thing… you know me well enough by now.”
Killian quirked his eyebrow. “How could I forget, my fantastically fierce girl. But before we both fall asleep, I'm going to get you a drink of water in your favourite cup then go start the shower.”
“I love you,” she said softly, free of nerves surrounding the declaration.
“I love you too, Emma.”
§§
“Happy Anniversary, Emma,” Killian said as he padded across his apartment to where she was looking out of the window. She was trying to kill him by wearing one of his T-shirts again, her toned legs looking long and there was just a hint of arse cheek peeking out showing that she was going commando. Sidling up behind her, Killian moved her long, blonde hair out of the way to nuzzle into her neck.
“That feels so good, Killian,” Emma sighed. “Are you planning to fuck me against the window again?”
Killian’s traitorous body sprang into life, but he held firm. “As much as I would love to relive that particularly good fuck, it'll not be today, Princess. No, I've got bigger plans for us today if you recall?”
Emma turned in his arms, a slight pout to her face. “As long as I'm with you and you keep me satisfied I'll be happy.”
Killian kissed her hard, pressing her against the glass. His hand found her slick centre. He slipped his fingers into her channel with ease. He considered edging her, but decided that a happy Emma would be nicer to be with on their anniversary rather than a frustrated one. He'd have fun teasing her later.
After he brought her to orgasm, Killian said, “I hope that I always keep you happy, and I hope you know that I'll be there for you as long as you'll have me.”
“I know. And I hope that you'll stay around for a long time too,” Emma told him.
§§
The lovers took to the shops first, with Killian suggesting they go to a high end dress shop that had been recommended by a friend. He told her he could choose anything.
“Seriously?”
“Aye, love. The only catch is that I insist on seeing you in it first.” Killian said this with a smirk on his face and a twinkle in his eyes.
Emma looked at him with curiosity but as she trusted him implicitly, didn't question his plans.
They stopped outside a classy establishment. “Here? Isn't that Belle's girlfriend in there?”
“Aye. Ruby is the manager here. She gives great advice for dresses for any occasion, but will also turn a blind eye to couples using the dressing rooms and the noises that come from them,” Killian said, chuckling at her reaction. He held the door open for her. “Shall we?”
Emma was nervous with anticipation as she entered the store. She'd met Ruby at the monthly dinners a few times but they'd not spoken about their jobs.
“Well hello to you two. Welcome to my place. As it's your anniversary my gift to you is to allow you to choose whatever you like and I'll give you half off,” Ruby told them. She winked at Killian. “The fitting room at the end would be perfect to use to see how she looks in the dresses.”
“Thanks Red.”
Ruby, known only to her closest friends as Red, locked the door behind them and turned the sign to say ‘closed’. She then ushered the pair to the plush red velvet sofa and popped the cork on the Champagne that had been chilling. “Since your boyfriend has paid for the full private shopping experience, you have my full attention for the next hour. After which I'm sure you'll have his prompt and undivided attention. As it'll be my lunch break at that point, I'll not be on the shop floor,” she announced, winked and walked away to find Emma the first outfits.
“I had no idea this place even existed, never mind the fact that Ruby worked here. Did you two ever hook up?”
Killian raised his eyebrows and smirked. “Jealous, Princess?”
She shook her head.
Killian chuckled, reading her like an open book. He let Emma dwell for a moment watching as she chewed her bottom lip. “No, but if you ever wanted to explore group sex I know she's into it, and Belle would love to have your strong thighs wrapped around her.”
Emma almost choked on her Champagne. However the idea thrilled her and she felt herself getting wetter. She knew that her flushed face gave her away when Killian took away her glass to kiss her thoroughly. She gave into the kiss for a moment but pulled back, panting when she heard a sigh from the corner of the room. “Easy tiger, we've got company.”
He chuckled. “Oh Princess, Red doesn't object to watching. However, I believe she may have some dresses for you to try.”
Ruby, who's imagination had been drifting to a place of fun and debauchery, cleared her throat to regain her composure. “Please don't be scared Emma, but for the last few months I've looked at your body and it's very beautiful.”
Emma blushed, still not used to receiving positive affirmations, especially from females.
Ruby continued. “You deserve to wear clothes that show off your toned stomach and long legs. So here are some that will do just that.”
Killian had poured them both a second glass of bubbly and had offered Ruby one. She took it in exchange for the dresses, and showed them to the changing area.
This too was styled with velvet seats and red walls.
“Killian, you'll wait out here while Emma tries them on.”
He pouted, but the thought of Ruby seeing his Princess in her lingerie had him half hard. “Fine, but before she goes I need to do this.” He handed the clothes back to Ruby, gave his glass to Emma, then pressed her against the wall. “Be a good girl for Red, and you'll get your reward soon.” He then kissed her firmly.
Ruby walked away groaning in frustration. It was going to be a long half hour until lunch, especially if Killian kept that up. She knew that she'd need to either see to herself over lunch, or text Belle and arrange a date that night… or both.
“You coming, Emma?” Ruby called.
“You will be soon,” Killian whispered, kissing her again.
“Yep,” Emma replied, breathless with desire.
Emma joined Ruby in the room leaving Killian alone.
Killian grew more frustrated with the giggles that were coming from the fitting room. The bubbly drink did nothing to cool his blood. He was about to start palming himself when the door opened. The looks he received from the ladies told him they'd caught him.
He smirked at them both, but soon focused again on his beautiful girlfriend. She was wearing a stunning short red dress that not only showed off her legs, but also her ample cleavage. Killian was speechless.
“Right then, the orator is rendered speechless. I'd say that's a hit,” Ruby commented.
Two further dresses were tried on, with Killian loving each of them.
He started to pace the corridor, anxious to get his hands on her. He was as hard as a rock now. He adjusted himself once again which gave him a modicum of relief. Killian was about ready to barge into the room when Emma came out again.
As she stood before her lover in a form fitting black leather dress, she could tell he was on his last nerve. His breath came in pants as he stared at her through hooded eyes.
Ruby looked between the two and sensed something brewing. “That's my cue to leave. Have fun and please try not to spoil anything you're not going to buy. Come find me when you're finished.”
When neither acknowledged her, she chuckled and left them to it, hoping Belle was available for a call.
Killian stepped into the fitting room and into Emma's personal space with two steps. Taking her face in his hands he directed all his pent up feelings into the kiss, his tongue sweeping across her lips begging for access.
Emma groaned as she felt his hands reach up the short dress to cup her wet cunt. “Fuck, Killian!”
“That's the plan, Princess.” He stepped away from her. “Take off the dress and face the mirror. I want you to look at yourself when I'm fucking your delicious cunt.”
“Yes, my Lord.”
They quickly divested themselves of their clothes and Killian lined himself up behind her. He encouraged her to brace herself against the mirror, then with one easy movement thanks to how ready she was for him, he slid into her.
Killian set a punishing pace having been kept on edge for too long. His eyes locked with Emma's in the mirror. “You like this, Princess? Knowing that Red can hear you moaning. That she can hear our skin slapping, and if she wants to, watch us?”
“Yes my Lord. I love it. I'm a dirty girl and I love the feeling of being watched as you fuck me.”
“Fucking hell, Princess. I need you to touch yourself. Now! Make yourself come on my cock.” He continued pounding into her, but held her firmly to allow her to release one hand.
Emma came hard, her legs quivering and her cunt throbbing.
Killian followed swiftly, bringing her upright so he could kiss her neck. He was feeling a lot more settled now he'd gotten that out of his system.
“I suppose we better get redressed and go find Red,” Emma said.
“Yes, Princess. But before we do, you need to add this device to your knickers.” He handed her a butterfly vibrator that would fit snugly in her knickers. He showed her the app on his phone linked to it. “I'm in charge so I can and will set it off whenever I choose. Do you understand?”
Emma nodded.
Killian spun her around so she was facing him. “I need to hear you say the words, Princess.”
“Yes, my Lord.”
Emma and Killian redressed and made their way out to the front of the store where Ruby greeted them. They all looked more relaxed.
“Good choice,” Ruby said as she rang the black leather and red mini dresses through the till.
Killian thanked Ruby and said he'd be in touch soon. He then led Emma out of the shop, carrying the bag in one hand and holding her hand in his other.
Silently they made their way to the restaurant.
On arrival Killian took out his phone to find the booking information. He also used this time to test Emma's reaction to the new device. He opened the app and set it to vibrate at a low level. When he saw Emma shiver slightly, he pressed it again.
Emma bit the inside of her mouth to make sure she stayed silent. The vibe in her panties was giving her such a thrill it was hard not to pull her boyfriend out of the restaurant and into the nearest alleyway. Instead she settled for giving him a filthy look. The bastard had the audacity to chuckle.
“That's my good girl,” he praised low in her ear. “I believe our table is ready for us now, so shall we?”
Killian’s warm hand on the base of her spine was torture, especially with the way his fingers drifted lower. She stifled a groan.
Upon reaching the table, Killian ordered a bottle of wine and took charge arranging the food. He kept it simple by choosing their sharing platter of meats and cheeses. When he was doing this, and the waiting staff was taking the order down on their tablet, Killian opened the app again, this time setting it at a higher level and for longer. He took hold of Emma's hand, caressing her knuckles.
Meanwhile Emma willed herself not to become a cliché of a certain film. But the feeling of the vibrator felt so good and she was so damn close. She closed her eyes and gripped Killian’s hand tighter, not giving a fuck if it hurt him. She climbed higher, growing wetter. Then the vibrations stopped. “What the hell?”
“Did you really think it would be that easy, Princess?”
“No, my Lord,” Emma replied, through gritted teeth. Her core was throbbing so much it was painful.
“Lunch will be here soon, then my good princess will get her reward. Until then, relax and let's enjoy each other's company. Can you manage that?”
Emma nodded.
Killian could tell she was deeply uncomfortable so he closed off the app for now to allow her to calm before he played again. He poured two glasses of iced water and handed one to Emma. “Drink this, you need to rehydrate.”
She did as told which helped slightly, although she remained very much on edge.
The meal arrived and they shared the food, light conversation, and lots of banter.
Emma started to relax. “Thank you, Killian. I know I'm not the easiest person to be with so I'm glad you've stuck with me.”
“Oy! I'll not have you talking about my girlfriend like that. You my darling are a lovely person to be with. In fact I've got a question to ask you.”
Emma audibly gasped.
“Fear not, Princess, I'm not proposing.” Killian curled an eyebrow when she looked slightly disappointed at that. This gave him hope that one day she may be ready for that question.
“Ok, what did you want to ask?”
“If we were to live together, which would you prefer, your place or mine?”
“Oh, that's hard. There's so many memories in my apartment. It's where we met after all, but I do love being with you these days.”
“If it's memories you're worried about, we could make new ones you know? Stage a scene where I ‘break in’... Maybe invite Red and Belle to be involved.”
Emma flushed at the thought and found herself nodding.
Killian's eyes lit up. “Are you saying yes?”
“Ask me again, properly?”
Killian rolled his eyes but acquiesced. “Emma Swan, will you move in with me?”
“Yes, Killian.”
He rounded the table to kiss her deeply.
Panting, she pulled away pressing her forehead against Killian’s, chuckling when he was still chasing her lips. “Killian we're in public. Now if you excuse me, I need to nip to the ladies.”
“Fine, take as long as you require, Princess.” Killian winked at her, taking hold of his phone.
Emma made her way across the restaurant, feeling the vibrations gradually increasing. Her legs were starting to wobble, so quickening her pace she reached the restroom and sighed in relief when she realized the room was empty. She barely made it to the stall before she felt the vibration ramp up. She groaned in relief as her orgasm washed over her, the ripples coming in intense waves.
When she'd finally come back to her senses, Emma messaged Killian to say she almost squirted over the floor. She took a moment to compose herself and remove the destroyed panties. Placing the vibrator pad into her purse Emma quickly washed her hands under the running water then left the restroom and made her way back to the table.
“I guess I need to try harder next time, Princess.” He already had a glass of water ready for her. “However, I imagine that was still an intense experience so drink up like the good girl you are.”
“Thank you, my Lord.”
When their desserts and coffee arrived, Emma realized that Killian must have ordered for them. Feeling brazen she messaged him to say she was no longer wearing any knickers. When she saw the moment something in him changed, she prepared herself for what was to come.
Killian took a steadying breath. His Swan was a beautiful woman, but bloody hell she was testing the boundaries today. He picked up his phone and replied to her asking if she remembered her safe word. He looked at her through hooded eyes and almost broke character when he saw her squirm in her seat.
Throughout this fun exchange they'd arranged for the waiting staff to box up their meal and settle the bill all the while enjoying their coffees in relative silence, only exchanging a few words of thanks to the staff. The heated looks between the lovers grew stronger with each passing minute.
Finally their coffees were finished and Killian was helping Emma to put her coat on. As he did so he whispered in her ear, “You want to behave like a high class hooker, you'll get treated like one.” Killian then pulled her out of the restaurant towards where an Uber was waiting for them. He didn't speak again all the way back to his apartment block.
In the elevator up to his apartment, he ordered her to face away from him and spread her legs as wide as she could. He then gave her already dripping, bare cunt a slap, which made Emma grip the handles tightly. Killian checked she was ok with a raise of his eyebrow and when she gave no response either way he slapped her sex again. “That's my good Princess. Now follow me and you'll do exactly what I tell you. I have paid enough for you today after all.”
When they entered his apartment he ordered Emma to go to the bedroom and wait for him.
Emma sat on the edge of the bed, not trusting her legs to keep her upright now that Killian wasn't holding her. She wanted to touch herself to ease the ache mounting between her legs but knew better so she closed them as tightly as she could, hoping this offered some relief instead. She could hear Killian rooting around in the cupboard obviously looking for something but had no idea what he had in mind.
Killian burst into the room five minutes later. “Did I say you could sit?”
“No, my Lord”
“Then stand the fuck up and hitch your dress up. I want to see how much I've made you glisten.”
Emma's breath hitched as she pulled up her dress around her waist. She knew she was already dripping down her thighs with excitement so could only imagine what it looked like. She let out an involuntary squeal when Killian pushed her onto the bed, pulled her legs apart and fastened them in place using the handcuffs the bed had fitted with. Her leg muscles protested at being held apart but she was thankful for all the yoga classes she attended; it kept her flexible. However nothing could prepare her for the moment she saw the mini beater. Instinctively she pulled away, but Killian was quick and she felt his large hands hold her in place.
“Where do you think you're going Princess? Did you think you could tease me like that in public?” Slap one. “Did you want other people seeing your cunt?” Slap two. “This cunt belongs to me, I tell you who can use it. Do you understand?”
Emma nodded. Then when the slaps grew faster and harder she screamed, “Yes, my Lord!”
“Good Princess.” Killian threw the beater to one side and got to his knees, gently pressing a kiss to Emma's overheated sex then licked from her centre to her engorged clit. He pulled away, blowing on her folds before plunging two fingers inside her drenched cunt. “That's it, Princess. You're so close, take it and spill your juices all over my face like you nearly did in the restroom.” He kept pounding his fingers into her spongy centre, bringing his face closer to smell her scent. “Gods Princess, you smell divine. So good, come for me,” he demanded.
On queue Emma felt her body tense up before bursting and squirting straight into her boyfriend's open mouth. It was the hottest thing she'd ever seen, and also the last thing she recalled before collapsing onto the bed. She vaguely heard Killian unzipping himself and telling her to look at him when he's fucking her. That she's been a good girl and has one more in her. She held on with all the strength she had left in her as he rode her like a man possessed. Another release washed over her and she heard Killian come with a roar, before blackness finally took hold of her.
§§
“Emma, my brilliantly good girl. I need you to wake up now, love.” Killian was concerned that he'd pushed her too far this time. He'd already made her more comfortable, brought a warm washcloth to clean her, and got her water in her favourite cup (which now resided at his place), yet still she lay unconscious. He gave her a gentle shake followed by a kiss. “Come on, Emma.”
“I believe that's what I did to you? she replied groggily, trying to sit up. She managed to do so with Killian’s help, and smiled weakly at him.
“I love you, but please don't scare me like that again.” Killian handed her the cup and insisted she drank it all. He left her briefly to go get their chocolate dessert. “We'll enjoy these in bed then have our shower. You need to replenish your sugar levels before you move.”
Feeling boneless from the day's enjoyable activities, she readily agreed, greedily taking a bite.
§§
A week later they invited Ruby and Belle over for dinner. They were all full in the knowledge of what the evening would entail having had many conversations separately and as a foursome during that week.
The evening started out simple enough, with light touches and conversation throughout the meal.
However Emma remained quiet throughout. She was not adverse to the attention being given to her by the two other ladies. In fact she found she quite liked the soft hands caressing her. But having only been kissed by men before she didn't know what to expect. Killian saw straight through her.
“It's no different to kissing me, Princess. Apart from the fact they'll have smoother skin,” Killian whispered into her ear before sucking her neck.
Ruby took this as an opportunity to approach Emma. Taking it slow at first she gave a light peck, but when she felt Emma smile against her lips Ruby deepened the kiss.
Knowing his girlfriend was in the safe hands of Ruby, Killian stepped away to watch them. “They look hot together!”
“They do, Killian,” Belle agreed. “But we can't let them have all the fun now, can we?” The petite beauty turned to face him, her legs made longer by 5 inch stiletto heels, but she still remained a lot shorter than Killian. “I've missed your large, thick dick and have been looking forward to being filled up by it.”
Killian glanced across towards Emma. “Princess, I've had my fill of watching you with other people.” He prowled his way to her, and pushed her down into the chair in the corner of the bedroom. When he tied her to it, he spoke to her quietly. “You can always use your safe word if this gets too much. Remember it's you I love.” He licked across her face to her mouth where he roughly kissed her. Before he deepened it, Killian pulled away and walked across the room to where Belle was waiting for him.
Belle stripped out of her clothes, lay on the bed, and started touching herself when Killian commanded her to.
Killian in turn took off his own clothes. “Red, take that dress off and make sure my Princess stays satisfied while I fuck your girl.” Without waiting for an answer he climbed onto the bed, pinned Belle's arms above her head and rubbed his cock through her folds.
“I'm ready for you Killian, just get inside me already.”
“Your girl’s got greedy, Red,” he said as he entered Belle. “How's my Princess doing?”
“Fine, my Lord,” Emma panted out her reply, already close to her first climax of the night. She looked on in awe as her lover plundered another woman. He had a beautifully sculpted body which always looked great when it rhythmically moved to create pleasure. She felt herself grow wetter. “Red, please make me come,” she begged.
Ruby kissed Emma, their tongues dueling for dominance as she moved her supple fingers to Emma's warm, wet centre. It didn't take long for her to bring Emma to completion.
After the two temporary lovers enjoyed their time together, they swap back to their true partnerships. The bedroom filled with sounds of skin slapping together, moans, and eventually cries of ecstasy, as Killian rode Emma to completion. Ruby and Belle fucked until they both came and could no longer take any more orgasms.
The group agreed that they had such a great time they would meet up for another night together again soon.
§§
A year later, after much encouragement from Belle, Killian finally asked Emma to marry him.
Emma said yes.