Imagine that you’re awkwardly sitting there at a formal dance when suddenly you see a hand extended towards you. ”May I have this dance?” they ask. You look up, and find that it’s your favorite character.
Imagine that favorite character then fucking you so hard that night that you don’t think you’ll be able to stand the next morning.
Thanks to Rachel for giving me the idea for this fic the other night!
Summary: Killian begins to contemplate fully letting go of the painful memories he had spent years holding onto when he comes across a red vest from long ago.
Killian never thought he would find himself sailing through the darkened seas of Neverland again as he had sworn he wouldn’t set foot on the god forsaken island after he had managed to escape its clutches last time. His time spent here in the past had only led way for him to aggressively pursue his revenge, further darkening his heart and filling his thoughts with nothing but the need to avenge Milah’s death. It had turned him from a charming swashbuckler to a revenge obsessed villain; something he had, in return, loathed about himself. But yet, here he found himself, in the land where no one goes old and time passes in spurts, helping Emma and her family find Henry; a lad he had only met for a few brief seconds back in Storybrooke.
Aw, I hate that! You can’t remember any of the lyrics? I usually google it based on random assorted lyrics. lol