Daddy - Chapter 2 - AU Jonathan Pine (Tom Hiddleston) Fanfiction/Smut

Sorry this chapter is so long! I never intended on this storyline even being more than a one-shot, but now that i’m writing it i seem to want to take these characters places! In fact i’ve ended this chapter early as i had gotten to 12 pages and 5000 words so already have at least the first half of chapter 3 planned in my head! 

Chapter 1 can be found HERE

Rated 18+ for Smut - contains oral sex (blowjob), nudity (does that count if its written down?), and at one point one of the nasty characters risks child safety by abandoning them without supervision.

And thanks to mighty-thundering-lord for inspiring me with the below manip :-)

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He’s staring out at the countryside. The summer breeze is warm against his face.

“Are you lost, Sir?” A soft voice asks. 

He turns to see a stunning blonde woman in a long white dress standing next to him. His breath catches in his throat and he can’t feel his toes. Finally, he realizes that she’s wearing a crown.  He bows low. “I beg your pardon, your majesty.”

“Please, call me Emma. And you are?”

“Killian Jones.”

“Okay, Killian. May I ask what you were doing?”

“I was just admiring the view.”

“It is beautiful isn’t it?”

“I am partial to the sea, but I suppose it’s adequate.”

Emma lets out a loud laugh. “I’m glad you like it.”

He finds himself laughing too. “This castle isn’t bad either.”

“It’s home. Where is your home?”

His face blanches. “I- uh- that’s a nice dress you have on.”

She raises a curious eyebrow. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want.”

“I grew up on the streets with my brother, Liam. We joined the Navy together.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” her tone is soft and kind. 

“It’s not your fault, your majesty.”

“Please, call me Emma,” she insists.

“Alright then, Emma,” he answers. “My brother always took care of me. He will always take care of me.”

“And where is your brother?”

“I think in the dining hall. It was just getting so loud I had to get some fresh air.”

“Me too. I really don’t like large crowds,” she confesses.

“A shy princess! Well, I haven’t heard that one before.”

“I talk when needed. That’s what matters.”

“You don’t seem to mind talking to me.”

“Well, you are okay to talk to,” she concedes. 

Their gazes meet and his breath stalls in his chest again. Her golden hair is like gold in the sunlight. 

“Gods, you are beautiful,” he whispers.

“You aren’t bad yourself,” she teases.

He bows low. “May I accompany you back to the hall?”

“Of course.”

She takes his arm and he feels like he’s got the world on a string.


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