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[No that doesn't really sound like her, does it? Emma gives him a look however, because she sees the challenge for what it is and you better believe she'll be taking it.]

Depends. If you make stupid orders, I have the right to refuse them.

[She trusts him to keep her and Henry alive. If he makes any comments about her boobs in front of her kid, she reserves the right to hit him with the boon. And she doesn't even know what a boon is.

Emma drops her chin to rest on his chest, looking up at him. This isn't so bad. Cuddling and talking about nonsense. It's actually... really nice. Something she didn't know she was missing.]

Behave or I'll invite my parents too.

I should never dare.

( has anyone ever lied so sweetly? that's absolutely bullshit but he sells it so well. he'd totally make stupid requests just to see how far he can get away with it. still, she's mostly safe when her son is around... though he imagines teasing her a little would amuse her boy as much as it amused him.

yup, a real keeper, this one.

she looks unbearably charming, chin on his breastbone and blinking up at him with those cat-vibrant eyes. he frees his good hand to run a finger along the dusting of freckles just along the tops of her cheeks. ) Do it, I'd like to see that lunk of your father fly overboard. I suspect he takes orders even worse than you, and that shall do him unkindly when a boom is flying in his direction.

( love u tho dave )

[Emma wrinkles her nose, and all those cute little freckles when he does that, but doesn't otherwise stop him. David would be terrible at taking orders, unless they're handed to him by Mary Margaret, she's not even going to try and deny that. For all the time that her dad goes on and on about being a shepherd, she thinks that becoming a prince and later a king has gone to his head a little. He's used to leading.

She wishes that she had the confidence that her parents do sometimes. It's so easy for them, it makes her head spin. Whatever gene its on, she's pretty sure it skipped her generation but Henry got it, that's for damn sure.]

Careful, you'll have to answer to Snow White for attacking her husband. And I hate to break it to you but I think she could take you.

( damn his blackened heart, even that nose wrinkle charms him. he's a lost cause, was lost long ago, and more and more of late he realizes exactly how at peace with that fact he's grown to be. after a lifetime, hell, lifetimes of chasing blood and anger and vengeance, to have his heart ruled by love again is a welcome reprieve. Emma never has to love him back, really, when she's granted him so much by letting him love her in the first place. )

Quite the contrary, I think your mum would also tell your dad to mind the boom. ( if Emma is going to make faces for his doting on her freckles, then he'll just dug on a stray tuft of blonde instead. yeah, he'll do that, literally the schoolboy in the yard pulling on the pigtails of the girl he likes. whoops. ) I don't dispute the last bit. Seems to run in the family.

( Emma has taken him a time or twenty. he'd not be shocked if snow managed the same. he's just glad she has no reason to these days. )

[Snow White probably knows how to sail. It seems like something you'd learn as a princess in an enchanted realm. Her mother knows a lot of surprising things.

At least he admits that the Charming women are much more fierce than him. She's sorry now about holding a knife to his throat and leaving him chained on a beanstalk with a vengeful giant. It's not something she'll do again. Unless he's in to that and then they can talk.]

I'd probably save you. If I was in the mood to do some saving that day.

( snow had been keen to hop a boat out of town, it would be fair to say she might know more than one could expect. she also had her wits about her, and enough common sense to try and warn her husband about huge reams of wood flying at him. it didn't take too much for that one, though.

as for whether he's into knifeplay... no comment there's no good answer to that one..............

he laughs at her teasing, laying back slightly into the mattress. he could sleep here if Emma doesn't get around to kicking him out soon. ) Oh, is that how this savioring works? Dependent on mood? ( he rubs at her back and can't help a half smirk. ) I'll have to work at being especially endearing.

[Yeah, way to make this weird Hook. They had some nice sex, did some cuddling, shared a witty banter and she's getting ready to go to sleep and he's not making any moves to put his pants on. That's different. Usually one of them starts to make moves to leave, sooner or later and this is her house. It'd be weird for her to leave.

Or is it weird that she thinks it's weird that he wants to stay?]

Know what would really put me in the mood to save your life? Letting me get some sleep.

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