Hello everyone! Thank you so much for those who reviewed the last chapter. Again I really appreciate you taking the time to do so. I'm a little hung over so I apologize for any mistakes and if this doesn't make any sense but I've got myself a hot chocolate so lets hope it turns out okay. Hope you all enjoy.

IMPORTANT NOTE: this chapter is RATED M nothing too explicit but just be warned its RATED M

10.

Belle stared at the books with undisguised awe, gently running her fingertips over the spines. She was looking at Gold's personal library. She had come over for the dinner he had promised and they had started off with a tour. The house was incredible and she loved every inch of it. But the room she loved the most was the library. He had finished to tour off with the room and had chuckled at her expression.

"Take you time in here, sweetheart," Gold said, running a hand down her back. "I'll come get you when dinner is ready."

"I can help," Belle said, barely managing to tare her gaze away from the books.

"You're fine, darling," he chuckled, kissing the side of her head gently. "Take all time you want."

That had been half an hour ago. Something delicious wafted through to the library and it was enough to drag Belle away from the library and to the kitchen. She smiled at the sight before her. Gold had shed his jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt. It was an incredibly sexy sight and Belle titled her head to admire the view.

He was stirring something on the stove and what ever it was Belle couldn't wait to try it. He turned around and paused when he saw Belle grinning at him.

"Can I help at all?" She asked, gliding towards him.

"It's nearly done," he said. "But you can pour us some drinks."

She nodded and moved to the fridge, pulling out a bottle of wine. "It smells delicious," she said as she pulled down some glasses. "What are we having?"

"Duck Risotto which is nearly done," Gold said. "I hope that is okay."

"It's perfect," she assured him. She put the wine back in the fridge and moved to place the glasses on the table. She grinned to herself as she saw the candle he had lit and the flowers he had placed on the table. It was the most romantic setting that anyone had ever done for her.

When dinner was ready Gold served it up and they took their seats at the table. When they were settled he raised his glass, gesturing to Belle to do the same. "To you, my dear. Thank you for sharing yourself with an old man."

"To us," Belle corrected. "And you're not old." She clinked her glass against his and took a sip.

He shook his head with amazement. She was wonderful and everything that he didn't deserve. He tired not to dwell on the fact that she would be gone in two weeks and instead engaged with her in conversation, taking in everything so that he could have his memories for when she left.

After dinner, she helped him clear away the plats, despite his protests, and he served them the dessert he had bought. He couldn't remember the last time he had had a better evening. Belle made him laugh and bantered back with him with his dark sense of humor.

It grew later and as it did Gold didn't want the night to end because that would mean he was one day closer to losing her.

"Rum?" Belle asked. "Would you rather me in a thong or a teddy?"

Gold head snapped up so quickly he thought he might of pulled something. "What did you say?" he spluttered.

Belle threw her head back and laughed. "I knew you weren't listening! What were you thinking about so intently?"

Gold willed the heat to leave his cheeks. "About you. Us."

Belle's face softened and she looked at him adoringly. "Anything in particular."

"Just how we are running out of time," Gold said quietly.

"Oh Rum," Belle sighed. "Please don't think like that." Her eyes began to fill with tears. "Please just let me in."

"I can't help it, Belle," Gold half sighed half growled. "Two weeks and you'll be testifying. You'll be back to your life in New York, finishing your paper and I'll be back here."

"I'm not going anywhere," Belle insisted. "I like it here in Storybrooke. I've made some good friends and I have you. I'm not about to give that all up to go back to New York and work in my fathers flower shop."

"Belle-"

"No! You are so stubborn," Belle snapped. "I like it here! And I'm falling in love with you!"

"I…I'm falling in love with you too," Gold whispered.

Belle breath caught. She shot out of her chair and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Startled he reached out to steady her, clutching her tightly when her tongue traced his lips once and then parted his lips.

He nearly fell out of his seat when her hands started undoing the knot on his tie, her fingers sliding down until she was sliding it out from under his collar and tossing it to the floor. Her fingers were back and starting on the button of his shirt, her fingers brushing against his skin as it was revealed.

Belle gasped when he pulled her closer until she was half standing between in his legs half straddling him. She kissed him deeply, cupping his face and controlling the kiss. Eventually she pulled away and panted for breath.

"Belle," he choked out. His hands roamed her hips, itching to touch her skin.

"Tell me you are going to let me in," Belle panted. "Please, let me in and we can be together."

His hands tightened on her hips. "I promise." And he pulled her into another kiss. She moaned happily letting her fingers continue with the buttons on his shirt. Gold quickly stood, making Belle gasped. He ignored the pain in his ankle and pushed Belle's hair from her face before cupping her cheeks in his hand. His hands slid from her cheeks, down her shoulders and down to settle on her waist.

Hesitating for a moment Gold pulled the top from her skirt where she had tucked it in and for the first time his hands touched her bare skin. Her small moan encouraged him to trail his hands up her stomach, feeling her shiver at his touch until they were touching the soft fabric of her bra.

He broke the kiss, trembling slightly, and let his hands fall. Before she could pout he grabbed her hand and started leading her out of the kitchen.

"Where are we going?" she panted, her eyes looking glazed.

"Somewhere more comfortable," he said huskily.

He took her up stairs, wincing as his ankle smarted but he ignored it. He stopped outside his bedroom door and looked at Belle. With her smile he pushed open the door and let her inside.

Belle decided she would have a proper look at his room in the morning and when he was close enough she pushed his un-buttoned shirt from his shoulders and it fell to the floor.

"I know I'm not-" he began but Belle quickly interrupted him.

She ran her hands down his chest and smiled up at him through her lashes. "I'm not complaining at all. I think your perfect and if it makes you more comfortable." She lifted her shirt up and flicked it off, letting it fall to floor to join Gold's shirt.

"You are so beautiful," Gold said, pulling her close again. They shivered as their bare skin touched and then they were kissing again. It didn't take long for the rest of their clothes to join the floor and they were tumbling to bed. They scooted up the bed until Belle was leaning against the pillows. She arched her body up as Gold touched her, making her feel as if her skin was on fire.

"Rum," she moaned. "That feels good."

Gold grinned against her skin. Belle looked absolutely stunning. Her skin was soft and silky under his touch. Since meeting Belle he had many fantasies of her in this position but it was nothing like it was right now. The way she responded to his touch, her panting moans in his ear, her hot kisses as she rolled them over to she straddled him. It was far better than he had ever thought.

His heart beat widely in her chest as she looked down at him with an impish grin. She was a Goddess and he could hardly believe that the stubborn girl wanted to be with him. She drew a ragged moan as she drew him in with one swift roll of her hips.

He flipped back them over, his thrusting into her drawing moans from them both. She responded to his every touch, breathing in his ear where she wanted him to touch her, to kiss her. Her hips rolled with his every thrust to match his pace. Every touch and move drove them higher and higher until they were shattering. Belle through her head back and her back arched and her toes curled as she cried out. "RUM!"

"Oh, Belle," Gold groaned, clutching her tightly as he feel apart, his head buried in her exposed back.

Feeling like his whole body was jelly he was surprised by Belle's strength as she rolled them over so she was lying on his chest, settling her whole body against him. He pushed her damp hair from her face and kissed her.

"Tonight was perfect, Rum," Belle smiled at his, threading her legs through his while being mindful of his ankle. "This was the best date I have ever been on."

"Me too, sweetheart," Gold said truthfully.

She leant up to look him in the eye, pushing his hair from his face and trailing her finger along his cheek. "No more pushing me away, okay."

"No," Gold agreed. His fingers tangled in her curls, gently combing them out. "I promise sweetheart."

She smiled beautifully and settled back down on his chest.

As Gold began to drift, Belle still securely in his arms, he couldn't remember ever being this happy.

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