(WARNINGS: potential nsfw conversation?) text;

[villainously]

( so the pirate is definitely just trying to reach one person in particular, but those handy private filters? well he's not mastered those yet. so enjoy, entire hotel, a pirate and his inquiries.

because when a savior mentions, more than once, that she wants something? well, he's going to try and provide. he stole a bunch of hot chocolate to try and give her something good in a place that has so little to speak of, and this is really no different.

...well it's kind of different. he just doesn't know that yet. )

do you know what condoms are? you can look it up, can't you, in your book? I think that's how it'd be spelled.

do you suppose there will be any around this place, if I asked around?

( he has no idea what he's asking for, but hey. he probably wouldn't be that ashamed if he did. )

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[sheriffing]

Really? I didn't see you slow down when they started responding.

[That's what she's choosing to be mad about in all of this. Forgetting a filter is a mistake. The things he's been saying to other people? Not so much.]

[villainously]

I'm not particularly ashamed of such conversation, but I realize it got out of hand.

( one thing in particular. he's still not that bothered by publicly asking for condoms, yet mentioning he's given someone oral sex is definitely more than he needed to say. more pirate than gentleman. )

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[sheriffing]

Don't make this about me being ashamed. My boyfriend bragged about giving me oral and asked another woman about what he could do with my body.

Don't worry about the condoms. We don't need them.

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[villainously]

is it so unfathomable I asked because I was curious? do you really suppose I'm the sort of man that would expect anything out of you?

( it's hard not to lose his temper with accusations like that, but he knows she's not wrong about divulging intensely personal information, even though he doesn't think anyone can trace it to her.

he wants to talk about this, face to face, yet he's guessing that's not an option. )

I said more than I should have, I'm sorry. and duly noted.

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[sheriffing]

I didn't think you were the sort of man who would share what we do behind closed doors with anyone else, turns out I was wrong there.

[ Does she think he expected anything out of her? No. Did she enjoy the sex ed lesson on coming on her or pulling out? Also a no. Feels like a conversation he should have had with her, instead of out in the open with his buddy Cashmere when he's referencing their sex life. ]

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[villainously]

you weren't wrong.
I won't do it again.

( it's easy to fall into the pirate persona, where he talks about sex like it doesn't matter. once upon a time it didn't. what he had with Emma is entirely opposite of that, and he won't make the mistake twice...

though she's not likely to give him the opportunity again soon. )

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[sheriffing]

Don't wait up.

[She can barely remember the last time the night didn't end with the two of them sharing a bed, but she's not in the mood to curl up beside Captain Hook and call it a night. Maybe this is all her doing; sex didn't matter until she let it matter with him, but she thought he wanted that, too. She thought he wanted more than the empty sex they used to look for.

So she'll take her disappointment to her own room, thanks.]

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[villainously]

I'm not sure there's avoiding that.
will you let me make it up to you tomorrow?

( he's not surprised she doesn't want to see him right now, but it's hard to imagine sleeping when she's shutting down on him. of all the mistakes to tear them apart, he really wasn't expecting it to be this one. doesn't want to let it be this one, either. )