Belle: No one decides my fate but me.

Chapter Seven

(prompt- the best thing in life)

Lying in bed beside the Dark One, Belle struggled to breathe. Every little breath she did take into her lungs made the cloth of the lacy garment press tightly against her breasts, squeezing them. "Such lovely breasts," Rumpelstiltskin cooed. "May I touch them?"

She couldn't believe he was asking and just not taking. After all, he was the Dark One, infamous for deflowering young virgins. She had heard all the stories of his prowess. Somehow, that only excited her. He was a man... not a boy like her betrothed, Gaston. He would know how to pleasure her... of that she was certain. But would she survive it? He wasn't a man, not really... he was something else. He was the Dark One.

She was about to be deflowered by the Dark One, just like all the other young women before her. But she was different. She had came to him willingly. She had agreed to be his companion. She had agreed to stay with him forever.

"Forever," he said as he read her thoughts.

"Stay out of my mind!" Belle insisted.

He only smirked. "But I like your thoughts. They excite me. You still haven't answered my question. May I touch you?"

Belle decided to forget everything else. She took a deep, cleansing breath and smiled at the Dark One. "Yes, you may touch me," she replied.

His eyes were a glittering golden-green as he placed his hands upon her shoulders. She was expecting that he would immediately touch her breasts, claiming her flesh, but he did not. His movements were soft, slow, and sensuous. He tugged Belle closer, until she could feel his warm breath against her lips.

"I've always longed to kiss you," he murmured. "I have always wanted to taste you."

Before she could respond, his lips were on hers, lightly caressing and softly tasting. Everything exploded inside her with that tender, yet passionate kiss. She wanted him with every ounce of her being. She wanted the Dark One. She wanted the Dark One inside her. She wanted him to become a part of her.

He spoke to her with his mind, letting her know he wanted her, too, and he intended to take her. Then all the sudden, every coherent thought had fled. The Dark One's body was pressed over hers. He was completely naked and thrillingly aroused. The hard ridge of his cock was pressed tightly against the silken fabric of her sexy garment. Feeling him throb against her, Belle wanted only to get closer. She murmured his name into his kiss as her hand slipped down between their bodies.

She grasped the object of her desire, lightly stroking his thick length as she made him groan and shudder. The kiss ended and Belle began to beg, "Please, Rumpel... I want you inside me. Now."

She gave his cock a little tug, directing it toward the place where she was wet and tingling. She wanted him to fill that empty space inside her ripe, virginal body. She wanted him to infuse it with his warmth.

His sharp teeth nibbled her neck. He was breathing heavily, obviously greatly aroused, but he made no move to enter her. He wanted her to be soaked with desire first. He wanted to give her all the pleasures that a man could give a woman.

But he wasn't a man. He was the Dark One... and he had never wanted a woman as he wanted her. She would be his - his forever.

His hands glided down, caressing and tantalizing. He brushed the tips of his long, spindly fingers against her hardened nipples. She let out a sudden gasp when he grasped them, softly tugging upon the tight pink peaks. "Are you wet for me?" he purred.

Belle was breathless. She couldn't even speak. She spoke to him with her eyes which murmured volumes of her desire. She was talking to him telepathically, begging him to make love to her.

Please, he heard her speak within his mind. Make love to me. Make me yours. I need you.

The Dark One couldn't wait another moment. The garment she was wearing had suddenly disappeared. His rough but tender fingertips slid between her thighs, testing out her warmth and her wetness. He made a sound of deep pleasure as he found her moist and ready for his entry.

One long finger slid into her entrance, preparing her for his penetration as his lips blazed against the soft flesh of her breasts. He caught a nipple between his lips, lightly sucking on it, teasing it with his tongue, then biting it with his sharp teeth.

Now, he heard her command within his mind.

So impatient, he spoke in response. Are you sure?

She nodded, reaching out again, grasping his thick cock, wanting it deep inside her body. She wanted to become One with the Dark One. She wanted to discover all the delights that she was sure that he could give her.

He did not waste another second. His body pressed over hers as every inch of his flesh met the softness of hers. His skin was gleaming gold as he nudged her opening with the blunt tip of his great arousal. She wasn't afraid. She was brave and in control of her own destiny. She had decided on this fate. It was what she wanted... what she needed. She had been created to belong to the the Dark One.

As those thoughts invaded her mind, his body invaded hers. He pushed deep inside, breaking through her barrier. Inch by inch, he conquered her, until he had become One with her; one body. In that moment, they existed as a single entity. "Does it hurt?" he whispered as he looked down at her.

"I am fine," she said, gritting her teeth a little. She wouldn't tell him, but it was a bit uncomfortable. It felt as though he had invaded her very soul.

"I will take you to ecstasy now," he said with that smirk of a smile of his. He began to thrust then, his movements slow and sensuous. He was giving her ample time to adjust to his body. He was a generous and considerate lover. All he wanted was to give Belle the sweetest of pleasures.

"Rumpel!" she suddenly cried out. He was inside her- inside her so deep. She could feel him throbbing, as if he had invaded her very womb.

She needed something... but she wasn't sure what. Somehow she knew that he could give it to her. She wanted to beg for it, but she couldn't find the words. She could only arch up to meet his thrusts as she looked up at him with trust and surrender.

"You are mine," he murmured.

Mine, he burned deep inside her soul. He seared it inside her mind, so she would never forget it. And she knew it was true. She was his. She was One with the Dark One.

And at same instant that he spilled his hot seed deep inside her, Belle reached ecstasy, her body shuddering as intense shivers moved across her body from head to toe. What was that? What had he done to her?! She was so completely and totally addicted to him and the intensity of his lovemaking! How could she ever get enough of it? Now that she had it... now that she had tasted it, she would surely die without it!

As she came down from the high of her orgasm, the Dark One held her in his arms, watching her. "Was it everything you hoped it would be?" he asked as he gently withdrew from her tight depths.

"It was more,' she responded, staring back into his glittering, reptilian eyes. Belle realized that she had just experienced the best thing ever in her young life. They had just shared something so intimate and phenomenal, but where would they go from here? What did the Dark One expect of her? What would her duties be after lovemaking?

"Nothing more is expected of you this night," she heard him murmur. "Now you fall asleep in my arms."

Her long auburn hair covered his chest as she nestled against him, trying to get comfortable in his embrace. She was slightly sore, yet her body tingled so pleasurably. She found herself relaxing. Belle was feeling quite sleepy.

"Sleep," he said, his fingers lightly touching her forehead.

Almost instantly, she fell asleep in his arms. His suggestion was so great, all he had to do was touch her, and she was under his spell. As he held her, gazing at her beauty, Rumpelstiltskin knew what he wanted now most of all. He wanted to make his new companion desire him for more than just his lovemaking skills. His next challenge would be to have her heart.

You'r'e going to fall in love with me, he told her in her state of slumber. You will be mine forever... and you'll never leave me. Not ever.