Just wanted to have some fun with Gold and Emma for a while. This chapter contains sexual content. As you all know I own nothing of OUAT. Please read and review.

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Gold rather enjoyed spending time in the back of his pawn shop at night. It reminded him of his study in the old realm where he could be free to experiment and pick apart things at leisure. The dedication to knowledge was hard won as he was a man who was raised to believe that he could do no better than his father. Oh, he went well beyond his father in terms of knowledge but they were still the same men. They were both cowards.

It was not lost on him that he held a trait his father never held; selfishness. Even after being branded a coward his father never harmed a soul, never back talked and did his best to help those in the community. All the while he, Rumplestiltskin had to endure the stigma of being a coward's son. He internalized his disdain for those that trampled on those that simply wanted to be good. He knew the thoughts of men and women very well. Few truly held any honor. That's what made it so easy to play with the lives of those around him.

His thoughts turned to Emma who held no agenda other than ensuring her son was safe. The world beyond the borders of this town stripped her of her worth. His world was no different. Were she raised a princess she would no doubt see him as a villain to be feared and subjected to riddicule. She would wear dresses and jewels and learn all the lessons to shape her into the dainty feminine ideal that was befitting a princess of love's true kiss.

The thought of Emma as a princess made him laugh. No, she was far too much like him. That, he knew would be Snow and Charming's worst nightmare.

Today was an informative day to say the least. Emma felt attracted to him. It would never be love but it would be something to hold her to this town to ensure that she remained. Tomorrow he would enjoy his first day of company with Emma Swan.

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The morning started off with rain only darkening Emma's mood further when she stared at her ruined jacket. It was perfect for the temperature for this time of year but was not so good for rain. Deciding that there was no point in delaying the inevitable she showered, got dressed and prepared breakfast of some sort with coffee.

Mary Margaret munched slowly on her cereal feeling depressed that David had decided to stay with his wife and really try to work things out. The guilt and heart break were etched in every feature of her face.

"Mary Margaret, I take it the news wasn't so good."

"Don't want to talk about it."

Emma nodded and poured cups of coffee for the both of them. A guilty part of her was happy that Mary Margaret was so distracted this morning otherwise she would have caught up on Emma's apprehension.

Deciding that the cereal wasn't going to get any mushier Mary Margaret pushed the bowl away. "I'm not hungry. I'll get a muffin from Granny's on my way to work."

"Do you want to put the coffee in a travel mug?" Emma offered about to get up.

"No they have coffee there."

Emma simply watched as Mary Margaret went through the motions of getting ready and left for work. At least Mary Margaret knew where her feelings stood. Emma was in a different position wondering if insanity hadn't stepped in at some point yesterday.

She spent a good deal of last night pondering how she truly felt about Gold. His personality chafed her most of the time and their conversations usually ended with verbal sparring. Though they sparred he was never vindictive but rather offering out a challenge to her. At times she accepted the fight then other times she avoided him only to be drawn back in again. He was playing with her.

He never, ever lied.

That is what fascinated her about him.

Then her thoughts returned to the tub and his hand in the water. He offered a chance to play out a fantasy and she took it. There was nothing aggressive in his actions or demeanor yet he commanded the situation perfectly while devouring her presence. He wanted to pleasure her and play her like an instrument.

Now the idea of him making a deal to possess her each day worried her. What worried her more was that she was curious what he would do with her each day. Various scenarios filled her head with what he would require of her, all ranging from the gentle kisses and dirty words to handcuffs and steel bars.

Ok that was it. She was Sheriff and had duties to attend to. Her mind needed to focus on the day at hand of ensuring Leroy got home safe and sound after sleeping off another hard night's drinking. Small town life sure was exciting. At least she didn't have to deal with drug dealers and pimps. They would get bored here and leave complaining that this place was too Betty Crocker for their liking.

Emma realized that today was going to be one of those days that simply dragged on and on. All and any paperwork was completed yesterday so that wouldn't take up any time at all. Even Regina was busy with some meetings talking about some boring internal city nonsense to nose at her. Well might as well leave and get a coffee at Granny's that she could make at the station.

Before she could enter Granny's she received a call on her cell. "Sheriff Swan."

"Emma, I could use your assistance at my shop. It appears that there may have been an attempt at someone trying to rob my shop."

She was highly doubtful that anyone would be so foolish. "I'll be right there." She hung up the phone almost ready to roll her eyes at his weak attempt to meet with her.

Gold waited inside and smiled when she arrived.

"That really was a weak excuse to get me here Gold."

"And why would he want to bring you here other than to check out a break and enter?" Regina stepped out of the back room making crunching sounds from the broken glass beneath her shoes.

Gold waited for Emma to answer as he had nothing to lose with their arrangement.

"Mental sparring." Emma walked into the back room and walked passed Regina who wore a more than not convinced look on her face.

Emma saw a rock on the floor amongst the broken glass. From what she saw there was no evidence of anyone entering the shop. The door hung low to the floor as seen by the scraping lines on the wood floors. The glass would have followed the same pattern if the door had opened.

She walked back with her arms crossed in typical Emma fashion. "Nothing was stolen I take it?"

"No, there wasn't."

"If I find who did it I can only charge them with damage to property. Have fun replacing your window." Emma walked out slightly curious as to why Regina was there. Emma was sure she'll find out sooner or later. Gossip keeps small towns afloat.

Regina watched Emma leave and observed Gold watching her leave. "Don't tell me you have an interest in her. Despite her being rough around the edges she is still a princess and beneath the likes of you." Ever since Regina discovered that Gold retained his old memories she's made it pretty clear that she has no interest in allowing Gold to enjoy himself. "You've always had a thing for princesses didn't you?"

"They have their uses. You proved that, Dearie."

The vein in Regina's temple flared. She stepped up to the counter and gave him one of her famous smiles when she was about to throw a dagger his way. "Yes, and one of them died when you were finished with her."

This time Gold had to hold his temper in check. He wanted to blame Regina but he knew Belle's death was his fault. "If you are not going to buy anything the door's over there."

Regina wasn't going to let his interest in Emma go just yet. "Now, now Rumple. I am not that heartless. You want a princess, I want the curse to remain intact. I'm sure we can make a deal of some sort that will benefit the both of us."

Gold had to admit that this was an interesting twist of events. "You do realize that if she stays here there's a greater chance that the curse will be broken? Why would you take that risk?"

"Because my dear Rumplestiltskin you want to keep her like one of your many possessions. In order to do that you'll have to ensure that she never discovers who you used to be. I get the feeling as common as she was raised she wouldn't be interested in a green faced manipulative imp."

Her words stung him more than he wanted but this little gem of a deal was simply too good to pass up. "I'll have to offer her something besides my natural charisma."

"You're talking about Henry."

Gold leaned into the counter. "She's not interested in money or power. What our dear Miss Swan is interested in is keeping people safe. If she feels that Henry is safe then she'll no longer treat you as a threat and Henry will stop seeing you as the Evil Queen from that book of his."

Regina stepped away from the counter thinking what he said through. "I'll allow her to see Henry again after school. Tell her that you called in a favor."

"I could always say please." He smiled and it grew into smugness when Regina realized that he was well aware of that little clause in the curse.

"Well, I am glad you finally admitted to knowing about that gem of power. You don't use that word too often and I think there is a reason for it. It costs you each time."

Gold stood back again still with a smile on his face. "A favor you owed me. I'll tell her tonight." He walked to the back room informing Regina she's been dismissed.

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The end of the day was approaching and Emma hadn't heard from Gold since she left the pawn shop. Since she was less interested in him she simply waited for her time to head home and enjoy a nice long bath...shower, shower. Yes, a shower.

Just as she shut down her computer she heard the familiar sound of footsteps and a cane. Gold stopped as soon as she looked up and caught his eye. Emma sat back in her chair. "I have no leads on who would have thrown the rock through your window."

He walked towards her office. "I guess it will be another Storybrooke unsolved case."

Emma started to feel uncomfortable knowing the real reason he was here. "I take it you are not here to report another crime."

"You are correct, Dearie." Gold stood in front of her desk and sat in the chair provided. "I came here to tell you about Henry. Regina decided to allow you to see him after school from now on."

Surprise was written all over her face. "Why would she do that?"

"I called in a favor."

"Why would you do that?"

He didn't answer straight away. "It's the only thing that I can offer you that you want. This way you and Henry won't have to sneak around behind Regina's back."

Emma didn't know what to say. "I suppose I owe you for this."

"Not at all but we still have our arrangement."

Emma leaned back in her chair and decided to have some fun with this. "I'm right here for you to have your way with."

Gold realized she was going to stay where she was. He could have her but on her terms. "Very well Emma." He stood and walked around the desk to face her sitting in her chair. Faster than Emma thought was possible with someone with a cane she was spun around and shoved into her desk but wasn't hurt. "Just to make sure you don't back out on our arrangement."

He was pleased it wasn't a high backed chair this way he stood behind her and gently grabbed her shoulders as he slowly pulled her back to lean against him. He began to massage her tense shoulders and waited for her to relax. She was very tense and getting this close to someone was an unfamiliar feeling for her.

Sure enough she leaned completely against him allowing his hands to do their work. Next her eyes closed and she moaned when his hands did their magic. He felt confident enough that she was relaxed enough for him to remove her jacket. He noted that it was her woolen one rather than leather. Emma helped him remove it and placed it on her desk.

"Please continue."

"With pleasure." Soon his hands were done with her shoulders and went down her arms. One of his hands snaked across her chest and upwards forcing her head up to his into a kiss.

Emma felt herself being pulled from her chair and before she knew it she was on her back on her desk looking up at Gold. He stepped in between her legs and forced them apart with his hands. "I could take you right now Emma but I prefer a willing participant. Tell me you want me to continue."

She was lost in thought as his hands went under her top and massaged her stomach and the sides of her breasts. His erection was evident, pressing into her. Instead of answering him she curled her legs around his waist pulling him closer to her.

Gold took that as an invitation. He made quick work of the barriers of fabric between them and with no advanced warning entered her. He stayed in place for a moment making eye contact with her, filling her before moving in and out of her at a smooth yet demanding pace.

Every one of her movements were studied and adapted to. His hands roamed her body in an effort to discover sensitive spots to later manipulate and use against his oh so willing participant. But he wanted more of her and pulled her to the edge of the desk allowing him deeper access to her core and slowed his motions to enjoy watching the look of pleasure on her face and her stuttering breath.

Gold knew that he was in complete control of her at the moment and reveled in the power that only came with this form of possession. It was a powerful yet very temporary feeling. He knew many men in the old world that became addicted to that power and it ruined them.

He stopped all his movements knowing that she was on the edge and would fall over at any moment. His lips were next to her ear and he whispered in it. "This is only the beginning Dearie."

Emma was not ready for the rapid movements that followed and she fell over the edge clutching onto his shoulders to support the wave after wave of pleasure. A tear fell down the side of her face and she desperately wanted to close her eyes in his arms.

A few minutes later and fully dressed again Emma stood staring at a very composed Gold. If that was what he considered a beginning really wondered about the ending.

"I'd be happy to drive you home, Emma."

"No, I'll be fine." The fact was that their encounter unsettled her. She was expecting something colder that would allow her some distance yet have some fun. Instead he read every inch of her and got past every barrier she practiced putting up since she was eighteen.

"It really is no problem."

"I said I was fine!" She grabbed her jacket and stormed out of the office without another word leaving Gold with a puzzled look on his face.

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