Authors note; I own nothing of OUAT, mores the pity. If I did there'd be much more Rumple stalking around the place in those leather trousers. Ahem, on another note I've rated this as M just to be on the safe side. This is my first attempt at creative writing since I was a child, and my very first attempt of creative writing involving sex. If it's really that bad let me know. I'll for-warn potential readers that there are other chapters to follow. Let me know if you want to read and I shall publish with malice of forethought...
And as he thrust himself into her, Belle screamed his name. It spurred him on further. Hands braced either side of her, he thrust ever deeper, pushing her back against the cold wall of her dungeon cell whilst she clung onto the chains wrapped around her wrists. He felt her walls closing in around him, and he came inside her, panting in her ear. He lowered her legs from around his waist, and...
Belle stretched happily under the covers of the large comfy bed in his quarters. Then furrowed her brows. There was something wrong. Why did his quarters not carry his scent? Why could she not hear him breathing beside her? She opened her eyes, and the illusion was gone, replaced with the harsh reality of morning.
No, this was not the dark castle. She was not lying in his bed. She'd not managed to seduce him to prove her feelings for him. This was her father's castle, and in a castle full of her family and friends she was alone. After their final conversation in her cell Rumplestiltskin had banished her. She barely had enough time to finish what she was saying when she was enveloped in a plume of purple smoke. When it cleared she was in the grounds of her father's castle. Despite what she had said to him, she was also alone, with only her dreams of him and that's all they would ever be. Just dreams. Belle prepared for the day ahead. Not that anything would change. She had a role in her father's kingdom and it was one role only. To prepare for a marriage that she would not necessarily want in order to widen the Kingdom and strengthen ties with neighbouring kingdoms.
King Maurice was of course overjoyed that his daughter Belle was returned unharmed. His joy increased exponentially when Belle assured him that despite the dissolution of her contract with Rumplestiltskin he would not return the ogres to their kingdom, and that he had also, despite her very best efforts, not violated her. All she'd had was a very brief, chaste kiss that was over all too soon.
Belle on her return had insisted that her engagement to Gaston be nullified. Maurice was happy to acquiesce in this regard. With the threat of the ogre wars gone there was no imperative to marry Belle to the highest bidder in order to secure troops, weapons and funds. Besides, Gaston was no longer overly keen on the match, viewing Belle as damaged goods just through association alone with The Dark One. This was the only area in which he would cave to Belle. He would seem the benevolent father, releasing her from an engagement she did not want. Of course, she would be so happy with this she would agree to anything he later asked. Yes, he was fairly confident that now he could mould her into his idea of the perfect Princess.
Other than some determination to speak up for herself more in matters that concerned her, Belle seemed remarkably unchanged by life with the beast. Maurice noted with disdain that she still carried on with her hobbies somewhat unbecoming of a lady of her rank. She read and liked to broaden her mind. She enjoyed exercise outside over sewing with her ladies. It was rumoured she also liked sword fighting with some of his troops, and more worryingly he had heard from more than one cook that Belle had often been seen in the kitchens kneading dough and cooking entire meals thus rendering the services of the cooks negligible. Maurice sat back and smiled unconcernedly at Belle across the breakfast table, contemplating that for now she could still enjoy her little hobbies. For all that she was tainted by life with The Dark One, she was still highly eligible and an excellent marriage match for any of the nobles in Maurice's kingdom. It would be for her future husband to decide how Belle would spend her free time. Maurice need not concern himself with curtailing her...oddities...for the time present. Maurice mistook Belle's quiet manner as a sign that she was finally accepting her role in life. Yes, he could let time take its course.