So…The first one is a bit of smutty fluff. Rumple and Belle have a 'date night' all to themselves.
Once the Final Battle was over, everyone in Storybrooke began the business of settling into some sort of normal life, which was quite an adjustment. Rumplestiltskin and Belle Gold were trying to adjust to being parents to their new son, Gideon, and trying to work on their marriage.
The family had established a routine of sorts. On Monday, Wednesday and Friday, Rumple had Gideon with him in his pawnshop. On Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, Belle took him to the library. Rumple had bought two cribs, playpens, and changing tables, so they wouldn't have to lug them back and forth. At lunchtime, the three of them ate together at Granny's. On Sundays when the weather was nice, they went to the park or on picnics up to the old wishing well where Rumple and Belle had exchanged their wedding vows. It was all Rumple had ever wanted, but after a time, he began to miss having Belle all to himself.
One day, Rumple had an idea and called his friend Charming to make a few arrangements. He knew Belle would be at the library late Friday evening, so Rumple would have time to get everything ready.
On Friday night, Belle walked into her house, which at first seemed empty. As she put her keys into the bowl on the table in the front hall, she saw a note "Come upstairs. I'm waiting for you. R."
As she entered their bedroom, there were candles and flowers everywhere. Rumple was sitting in the chair, with a bottle of champagne chilling on the table
"Welcome home, sweetheart," Rumple said as he stood to greet her.
"What's all this? Where's Gideon?" Belle asked as Rumple helped her off with her coat.
"This is a date night. Gideon is at the Charming's, playing with Neal and having a wonderful time. Now, don't give him another thought. Tonight, you are not a mother. You are simply my wife."
Belle was so moved. "Oh, Rumple," she said, throwing her arms around his neck," This is so thoughtful. Thank you"
"My pleasure", he handed her a glass of champagne and turned to the stereo, putting in several CDs and setting it so they would play without having to change them. When they had finished the champagne, they danced as Norah Jones' 'Come Away With Me' played. Between the champagne and the music, not to mention the smell of Rumple's aftershave, Belle felt desire begin stirring within her. She kissed him, softly at first, but it ignited them both and was soon a full-blown blaze.
"Belle," Rumple whispered huskily as she loosened his tie and began unbuttoning his shirt, leaving kisses on every new bit of his exposed skin. Soon he was naked above the waist. He pulled up her skirt and slipped his hands under her panties, cupping her rear and pulling her closer. She moaned and fumbled with his belt buckle. He finally undid his trousers himself, and let them fall down. Meanwhile she hurriedly unbuttoned her own dress and took it off, tossing it away, then her bra. Rumple picked her up and carried her over to their bed, laying her down carefully on the pillows. He slipped under the covers with her and began to kiss her passionately. Their underwear was off in a matter of seconds. Slowly, carefully, Rumple kissed his way down her neck, her chest; until his mouth found her breasts, suckling them gently, first one then the other. He spread her legs apart and sipped his thumb inside her. Belle began to breathe heavily as his thumb made circles on her clit, his tongue making circles on her nipples, until she was desperate to have him inside her. She spread her legs wider and he Rumple got the message. He pushed his way inside her and began to move, slowly at first, then gradually increasing the rhythm. It was delicious, and it was more than bliss.
"Oh, Belle, Belle," he moaned, "It's exquisite." Belle bucked her hips upward, throwing her head back and her cries of pleasure grew louder.
"Ooohhh, yes, my love," she panted as she arched her back," Yes. More. Don't stop. It feels so good…" Her nails dug into his back and she screamed his name over and over as she climaxed. Soon he came too, thrusting faster and harder, moaning with his own ecstasy. He gave a cry as he emptied himself inside her.. Then, he collapsed, burying his head in the crook of her neck as they tried to catch their breath. Then Rumple rose up on his elbow to look at her, cupping his hand to her face.
"That was…unbelievable," he said.
"It was, indeed," she smiled up at him, "I had forgotten, almost."
"We will have to do this again, soon."
"Absolutely," Rumple kissed her and nuzzled her neck. "I love you, Belle."
"Love you, too,"
They fell happily asleep, entwined in each other's arms.
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