A/N: This is another amazing chapter from Rayna! This chapter contains Mature Content ;) Enjoy! 

Evynne smirked as Killian gawked at her in total shock.

"Evynne... What the bloody hell are you doing here? How did you get on board?" He almost shrieked.

Evynne giggled at his tone.

"I'm sorry, Killian." She said. "There was a hitch in my plan. I needed to get away."

Killian moved over to her side of his desk.

"What do you mean?"

"My father moved up the wedding date. I thought I had months, but he wants me to marry that pompous asshole prince tomorrow. I couldn't do it. So I decided to up and leave. And who better to do that with than my pirate love?"

Killian crouched down in front of her, placing his hand on her thigh.

"Love, you can't just do that. You're a bloody princess. If your father finds out how you left the kingdom, he'll send his entire Navy after us."

Evynne gave him a small smile, leaning in to cup his face in her delicate hand.

"Killian, you give my father way too much credit. It'll take him at least a week to work out that I've left the kingdom and, by then, we'll be long gone. I want to be with you. I love you. Those five years were agony. I just want us to be together. I want us to sail the realms together. I want you to show me everything. I just want us. Is that so much to ask for?" She sighed.

Killian looked down at his hand on her thigh and sucked in a breath.

"I want that too. But this will be dangerous. You could get hurt."

"Better I get hurt having the time of my life with you and the crew than have my heart ripped out of my chest when I'm forced to say 'I do' tomorrow." She replied, quietly.

Killian huffed, looking back up to his Princess' face.

"I bloody love you, you know that, right?" A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips.

"I love you too." Evynne smiled brightly, bringing him in for a long-awaited kiss.

"I really regret signing myself up for helm duty tonight..." Killian groaned after parting from his Princess' lips.

"I'm sure we could make do." Evynne smirked, adjusting herself to kiss along Killian's perfect jawline.

"Stop, love. I can hardly go back up top at 'half-mast', can I?" He chuckled lowly, allowing his hand and hook to roam her body.

"Could always go the full mile, if you want." She brushed her lips across his neck as she spoke, sending shivers down his spine.

"I can't be the laughing stock of my own ship now, can I?" Killian raised an eyebrow, pulling back to look at her properly.

"S'pose not..." Evynne sighed.

Killian smiled at her reaction.

"Make yourself at home. I'll be back in a few hours, alright?"

"Okay..." She mumbled.

"I love you." He smirked, lifting himself up slightly to kiss her forehead.

"I love you too."

Evynne had looked around what seemed like every inch of Killian's quarters, purely out of boredom.

She knew that he, in no way, asked for this, and she didn't expect him to just drop his Captain's duties, but she was bored out of her mind, sexually frustrated and in desperate need of her Pirate.

By this point, the crew had all gone to bed, leaving Killian at the helm, all on his own.

So Evynne struck up a devious, if not slightly risky, plan to cure her of all her current ailments.

She made her way up on deck, turning around and looking upwards to see Killian looking like the visual definition of bored as he stood at the helm.

She quietly snuck up the stairs and managed to creep up behind him without him seeing her pass him.

She attempted to suppress a giggle as she tip-toed towards him and placed her hands over his eyes.

"Boo." She whispered against shoulder.

"Hello, love." He chuckled, turning around in her arms.

Evynne moved her hands so that her arms snaked round his neck as Killian's took to her waist.

"I thought you could do with some company, Captain." The Princess smirked.

"Be careful, Princess. I could get used to this." He leaned down, kissing her softly.

"No arguments here." She mumbled against his lips.

Evynne leaned in a little more, closing the already pretty non-existent gap between them, instantly moving to deepen what they had.

"Love, we can't." Killian sighed, clearly as sexually frustrated as she was.

"Why not?" She whined.

"What if one of the crew wakes up?"

"You're the captain. Tell them to piss off back to bed." She giggled.

Killian parted the two of them to release a laugh.

"You'll blend in well here with that sailor's mouth of yours." He said.

Evynne raised an eyebrow.

"Does that mean I can stay?" She asked.

"I suppose I don't have much choice at this point." Killian shrugged.

The Princess' face lit up as she beamed with every facial muscle she had.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She squealed, leaning in once more to crash her lips to his.

Killian's grip tightened around her waist, closing any sign of a gap between them.

Evynne grabbed his duster, guiding him down as she fell to her knees, moving to lie on the deck.

Killian climbed on top of her, never once separating their mouths.

The Princess brushed the duster from his shoulders, throwing it towards the stairs to the lower deck, shortly followed by his waistcoat.

Killian gathered her skirts up with his hook, allowing his lower half to fit like a jigsaw puzzle between her legs as he ground his already hardening length against her core.

"My, my, Captain." Evynne smirked against his lips. "It would appear you skipped half-mast."

"I suppose that's just the effect you have on me, love." Killian groaned as he rubbed his aching length against her thigh in an attempt at some sort of release of all the sexual tension.

As he deepened their kiss, Evynne moved her hands to the waistband of his leather pants, curling her slender fingers around the bow of his laced up garments.

She pulled gently, a sigh of relief coming from her love as his eager length was given some space to spring free.

"Mmm, hello..." The Princess purred, grazing the knuckle of her index finger over his tip.

Killian hissed through his teeth at the sensation, needing nothing more than to be inside of her.

"Bloody hell, Evie." He growled, using her favourite nickname from him. "Just let me have you, already."

"You already have me, my love." She smirked.

Killian growled, knitting his eyebrows together as he parted from her enough to show her his playfully annoyed expression.

"You know what I mean."

Evynne giggled, pulling him by the back of his head for another kiss as her free hand worked on pulling his pants down properly.

'Finally...' Killian thought, feeling the last of his length freed from the tight confinement of the leather.

Instantly, it flopped down, straight onto Evynne's eager, throbbing clit.

"Have me, Captain Jones." She breathed against his neck before placing soft kisses along his stubbled skin.

"With pleasure, love." He smiled softly, moving so his hook cupped her leg behind the knee, lifting her leg up gently as his length pressed desperately against the Princess' entrance.

Slowly, he pressed himself into her, releasing a pleasured gasp from Evynne.

"Fuck..." She seethed, gripping Killian's shoulders tightly.

Killian began with slow, longing thrusts, allowing Evynne time to adjust to his size.

"You wanted this, Princess. Be prepared to take it." Killian growled lowly against the rim of her ear.

All Evynne could do was moan her response as he flicked his hips, making his rock hard member directly attack his Princess' G spot.

"Killian..." She panted. "Harder... Please..."

"As you wish." He whispered against her lips, placing a kiss on them before he picked up his pace.

If it weren't for the fact that they were in the middle of the ocean, the pair would've been covered in a thin layer of sweat as they continued their love-making turned fucking.

Killian buried himself in Evynne's core repeatedly, causing the Princess to have to hold back majorly on her moans, cries and screams as to not wake the crew and all the sea folk below them.

Soon enough, she felt that all too familiar knot form in her abdomen, seemingly connected to her navel by a twisted rope of nerves.

"Killian..." Evynne gasped as he pounded into her with all he had. "Killian, I'm gunna..."

"Cum for me, my Princess." He whispered directly into her ear, his hot breath and his husky, sex-ravaged vocal tones sending her straight over the edge as her orgasm came in violently but welcomed.

Her body convulsed beneath her pirate, her thighs twitching, her head tipped back as far as it would go, her mouth ajar and her fists balled up so tight that her knuckles went a ghostly shade of off-white.

Killian wrapped his arms around his love as the pair laid together under the stars, not even bothering to adjust their clothing.

The Pirate still had his pants wrapped around his knees whilst the Princess' dress was still bunched up at her hips, only now the hem had been adjusted to keep her private area covered.

Killian looked down and brushed a loose section of hair from Evynne's face.

"I love you, Evie." He whispered, kissing her hair softly.

"I love you too, Killian." She smiled against his chest, closing her eyes to fall into a peaceful sleep.