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dontwantmebackTitle: Sexytimes Part Thirty-One - Emma/Neal
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Emma Swan/Neal Cassidy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Length: 509 words
Emma and Neal had been on the road for a couple months, living out of their stolen little yellow car and cheap motel rooms, robbing convenience stores and stealing anything they could find to sell. It wasn't the most glamorous of lives , definitely wasn't what Emma would have chosen for herself if she'd had the opportunity to choose. But normal wasn't in the plan for her; she was a criminal and it was actually kind of fun to be one. It was thrilling, and with Neal along for the ride too, it could be good.
If maybe they stopped making the kinds of decisions that could get them arrested for things unrelated to their crimes. Like having sex in the car.
It was hardly the first time. The very first time they'd had sex had been in that car, and it had been uncomfortable and awkward and actually pretty funny, not at all good, but they'd managed to get closer to perfecting it. Trial and error had taught them the front seat was a terrible choice, even if the backseat was too crowded to lie down. It worked better with Emma on top and if they saved the wild stuff for the next motel they rolled into. They knew all the tricks, right down to the best places to park so they wouldn't get caught. Parking lots were a good choice, if they chose a spot near the side of the building, and the kind of isolated in the trees spots were more likely to have someone coming around to make sure they were okay.
The side of a road, even if it wasn't a major road, was absolutely not on the list of good parking spots, but they'd just managed to pull off a bigger job than they normally would, had gotten away clean without even a glance of suspicion. They'd be set for a little while, and Emma couldn't contain her excitement at that. And Neal, being Neal, was a terrible influence and didn't even try to tell her it was a bad idea to jump him right there in the front seat of the car, parked on some side street. Instead they went tumbling into the back with ringing laughs and legs flying everywhere.
It was in record time that they got undressed and Emma climbed into Neal's lap. It probably should have occurred to them that they could very easily be caught, but it didn't occur to them until there was a rapping at the window. Emma was overwhelmed with panic when she saw the police officer standing outside, peering in at them; she was afraid they hadn't gotten away so freely after all, that they'd missed something and were going to jail.
It was lucky for them it turned out he just wanted to tell them not to have sex in the car right there in public, to go home so he wouldn't have to write them a citation for indecent exposure. The guilty expression Emma gave as they apologised wasn't even faked.
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Emma Swan/Neal Cassidy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Length: 509 words
Emma and Neal had been on the road for a couple months, living out of their stolen little yellow car and cheap motel rooms, robbing convenience stores and stealing anything they could find to sell. It wasn't the most glamorous of lives , definitely wasn't what Emma would have chosen for herself if she'd had the opportunity to choose. But normal wasn't in the plan for her; she was a criminal and it was actually kind of fun to be one. It was thrilling, and with Neal along for the ride too, it could be good.
If maybe they stopped making the kinds of decisions that could get them arrested for things unrelated to their crimes. Like having sex in the car.
It was hardly the first time. The very first time they'd had sex had been in that car, and it had been uncomfortable and awkward and actually pretty funny, not at all good, but they'd managed to get closer to perfecting it. Trial and error had taught them the front seat was a terrible choice, even if the backseat was too crowded to lie down. It worked better with Emma on top and if they saved the wild stuff for the next motel they rolled into. They knew all the tricks, right down to the best places to park so they wouldn't get caught. Parking lots were a good choice, if they chose a spot near the side of the building, and the kind of isolated in the trees spots were more likely to have someone coming around to make sure they were okay.
The side of a road, even if it wasn't a major road, was absolutely not on the list of good parking spots, but they'd just managed to pull off a bigger job than they normally would, had gotten away clean without even a glance of suspicion. They'd be set for a little while, and Emma couldn't contain her excitement at that. And Neal, being Neal, was a terrible influence and didn't even try to tell her it was a bad idea to jump him right there in the front seat of the car, parked on some side street. Instead they went tumbling into the back with ringing laughs and legs flying everywhere.
It was in record time that they got undressed and Emma climbed into Neal's lap. It probably should have occurred to them that they could very easily be caught, but it didn't occur to them until there was a rapping at the window. Emma was overwhelmed with panic when she saw the police officer standing outside, peering in at them; she was afraid they hadn't gotten away so freely after all, that they'd missed something and were going to jail.
It was lucky for them it turned out he just wanted to tell them not to have sex in the car right there in public, to go home so he wouldn't have to write them a citation for indecent exposure. The guilty expression Emma gave as they apologised wasn't even faked.