Killian nodded, leading in a bit so that his face pressed against the side of Stan's neck - where the Captain wanted to bury for the time being. He didn't confirm or deny, or even say anything yet - he just thought about it, and it didn't sit easy with him, but he knew he'd end up making a decision...soon.
"Perhaps," he murmured, skimming up with his nose and mouth, leaving a gingerbread crumb trail of kisses up Stan's face. "Are we all set, then?"
I love you and I want to choose you over unfathomable power was what he should have said - and he would. Probably. Again - it would happen soon.