trigger warning ahead. The Moe part is a trigger warning. You have been warned.
It was always dark, dreary and cold in the prison that Maurice kept her in. Colette hated it, but what she hated most is never being able to see her little girl and the love of her life; Lancelot. There was no sense of time here and she knew she had to be down here for years without being discovered but the actual amount she wasn't quite for sure.
With a grunt, she attempted to stand, but she was too weak. She fell back onto the floor, muffling the sound of a door being opened. She jumped back, farther into the darkness, as she saw who it was.
"Please, Maurice… Just let me go." Colette begged her former husband, for perhaps the millionth time in her life, though it was the first time that day, whatever time it was. Colette could not tell, being in the darkness.
"No," Maurice chuckled. "I think not." He stepped closer, his face being meshed into by the cords of the cage she was kept in. "Did you hear, dear? Our little daughter has shacked up with an old man."
Colette flinched, glad for the darkness. She would have surely been hit if he'd seen her disobedience. "Is he nice to her, do you think?" She choked out. Colette, unlike her husband, loved her daughter unconditionally. She could see the advantages of marrying for love, and not appearance.
"What's it matter if he's nice? He's forty-something. Much too old for my Belle." Maurice said firmly. Colette coughed, something about Maurice being an oaf, but she coughed again before Maurice could confirm it.
That didn't stop Moe from hitting her upside the head, hard. She winced, wanting to cry out in pain. Still, she remained stoic in appearance. She couldn't show pain, she'd only get hurt worse. She could not cry out, he'd make her have a reason to truly cry. Having enough of his wife's denial, because Moe knew she was in denial. He entered the cage reaching his hands up to unbuckle his pants and shove them down. He took himself out of his boxers and Colette was slowly starting to panic. Not again. She couldn't do this again. As Moe grabbed her by her legs to pull her to him she started to scream and struggle away from him.
"Come now, Colette. You know you want it. I feel good in you." Colette kneed him and he fell stumbling, she grabbed the back of the wall of the mine and with a rush of adrenaline was able to stand up. "Why you fucking bitch. I gave you everything and this is how you repay me." Moe rushed at her and Colette shoved him away. He fell stumbling, hitting his head on the rock wall knocking himself out cold. Colette stumbled across the wall of the mine, holding onto it for support. She made her way up the stairs to the shop of Game of Thorns. It was empty and dark out. Exiting the building she disappeared into the night.
Ariel was counting to ten. Her hands clasped over her eyes as she heard the little pitter patter of Baedan Gold's feet. This was the tenth time they'd played hide and seek and Ariel was very much enjoying it. She just loved watching Bae and she loved playing with him. It made her wish for a child of her own, but now was not the appropriate time to be having a kids. Her and Eric aren't ready. Still it was always nice to dream.
"Seven, eight, nine….. and ten." Baedan let out a little squeal and his pattering of feet got faster. "Ready or not. Here I come." Ariel moved her hands from her eyes and made her way to look for the young boy. She made her way around the living room. She spotted Sassy on the couch, batting around a cat toy with a bell in it. Not seeing the child she made her way to the kitchen. She spotted the boy under the table but didn't say anything. "Hmmm, where oh where could Baedan be." She walked towards the pantry. "Is he in here." She opened the pantry. "Hmm, nope. Not in here. How about behind the curtains?" She moved the curtains on the door and didn't see him. "Hmmm…. Not here." Bae let out a little giggle. "How about under the table? Is he under the table." The giggling intensified. Ariel lent down and looked under the table, "There he is." Ariel gave a little laugh and gave a broad smile. she grabbed Baedan and picked up the squealing child. "Gotcha, Bae." Bae just continued to laugh in his sitters arms.
"Another game?" The small child asked the redhead.
"Why of course young master. What shall we play?"
"Hmmmm….." Baedan tapped his finger on his chin thinking. "Superheros." He started to wiggle so Ariel let him down.
"Well superheroes it shall be." The duet started to play superheros and many other games, the laughter coming from the duo was quite infectious. After they were both worn out and finished eating they both collapsed on the sofa and started to watch Lilo and Stitch. Feeling something was wrong Ariel turned from her spot on the sofa and looked behind her. Seeing nothing she put it off to something of paranoia. Unbeknownst to her a woman with dark brown hair and grey eyes were just watching them. The woman slunk off into the darkness debating what her next move would be. After all she didn't like what she saw. Didn't like what she saw one bit. She'd be back again. She had to make sure.
Belle smiled at him as he played with her hands nervously. Tonight was supposed to be perfect, Marcus thought as he helped her sit down at the table, but it was shaping up to be a disaster. He kept saying the wrong thing, and there were lulls in the conversation.
At least Belle didn't seem to notice how horribly he was failing. That was a good thing, and something he was very grateful for. His Belle, she had this innate goodness in her that disallowed her to see when people she loved where failing.
He prided himself on being one of those people. Maybe that's why he was so nervous to ask her this. "I'm sorry, sweetheart," Marcus said awkwardly as the food came. "I know you were expecting a wonderful date and-"
Belle looked up at him in confusion. "What do you mean, Marc? I loved the time we spent when I was younger and at your shop, and I love the time now that we're spending with me at your arm." She smiled at him brightly. "You worry too much, love." She diagnosed him, a giggle escaping her mouth.
"Oh, I'm very worried." Marcus agreed, smirking at her little 'o' of surprise. "Would you like to know why, darling?" Belle nodded mutely, smiling softly at him. "Tell me what's bothering you." She requested at his pause.
"I've been wondering all night how to do this…" He struggled to get down on one knee. He tried to ignore her gasp of surprise, but when he looked up to see her eyes, wide with surprise and full of tears, he paused.
"Belle, I love you." Marcus began. "Five years ago, I could give you ten thousand reasons why I should not be the one to hold your heart, and why I shouldn't be doing this. But today, standing here in front of you? I can't think of a single one. Sweetheart, you make my heart beat faster, and you have no idea what kind of positive affect you've made on our son." he continued. "So what I guess I'm getting at is… You make me a better person, Belle, and I want you to do that for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?"
Belle very slowly put her hands on either of his shoulders, and his body froze as he waited for her answer. Instead of something said, she crashed her lips down on his. "Yes." She whispered against his lips. "Yes, I'll marry you."
Marcus's arms slowly came up to wrap around her as the two lovers were lost in the joy of the moment. Unbeknownst to them the man that followed them in the restaurant was taking pictures. He had the whole moment photographed. The pictures where his gold mine. His boss would be happy he got the money shot. Not so happy about the engagement but hell you can't please all.
Marcus Gold and Belle French both stood from their spot on the floor and the restaurant patrons let out little claps as Marcus put the ring on his fiance's finger. A gold ring with five jewels. On the outside were two chocolate jewels and in between the chocolate were two diamonds. The center of the ring had a blue sapphire. The ring was breathtaking. The stalker took the picture of the ring placement and the kiss that followed it. He was going to be rich after this.
After the couple were done kissing and being all cotton candy lovey dovey and accepted the congratulations of some random people they settled down and started to eat their dinner and then dessert. Once they were done eating their waitress came over to them and told them that their meal was on the house. The couple left the restaurant but couldn't keep their hands off of one another. They made it to the limo where their driver was waiting.
"I love you, Belle. So fucking much." Marcus's hands went to the back of Belle's dress starting to unzip it. He pushed it off her shoulder and trailed open mouthed kissed down her neck, across her shoulder blade.
"Marcus." Belle moaned as her fiance grew bolder in his actions. Belle was sprawled across his lap. Her dress bunched up under her chest. She arched her back giving Marcus more advantage to pleasure her. Marcus brought his hand to her back where her bra was clasped shut. "M-marcus. W-w-wait. Wait." Heeding his love's command he stopped what he was doing, locking his eyes with his loves cerulean ones. Belle leant her forehead down against his.
"What is it my, love?" Marcus brought his hands up, cupping them to her cheeks.
"We can't do this in the limo… Idon'twanttobeheardbyanyonebutyou." Belle rushed the last part but Marcus understood her.
"Of course, darling. As much as I want you right now, I don't want to make you uncomfortable and plus. I want to be the only one to hear and see you when you come undone, my love." Marcus pulled back and helped Belle with fixing her dress. Marcus gave her a peck on the nose.
"You're so sweet. You're too good to me." Belle snuggled up against Marcus. He wrapped his arms around her and met her in a slow kiss.
"You make me want to be a better person. You and Bae." Belle and Marcus held the other in content.
"Marcus?" Belle questioned her lover turned fiance.
"Yes?"
"Would it be wrong to have Baedan stay the night with Eric and Ariel? You know. Just for tonight." Belle asked shyly.
"No." Marcus chuckled. "I was going to suggest it as well. I want you all to myself all alone for tonight. I want you to come undone and to not hold back. I want you to scream my name with pleasure as you come for me." Marcus whispered in her ear. His scottish brogue made it hard for her not to jump him and screw here reasonings right now in the limo. Thankfully the limo came to a stop and the couple were home. Belle stumbled out feeling week in the knees from her love's words. "Careful, darling." Marcus helped right her up. They entered the house where they found Ariel and Bae watching one of the Lilo and Stitch movies.
"Papa, Mama! You're home." Baedan exclaimed from his spot on the couch. He jumped off running to his parents. Belle bent down and captured him in her arms. Standing with him in her arms.
"Why yes, we are my boy. Did you have fun with Ariel?" Belle questioned as Marcus went over to Ariel to discuss Baedan staying with her and Eric for the night and part of the next day.
"Oh yes, mama! Ariel and I played hide and peek, superhero and lots of other games then we watched cartoons. It was fun." The boy giggled as Belle started to tickle him.
"Hey, Baedan." Marcus said walking over to his little family. Ruffling Bae's hair. "How would you feel like staying the night with Ariel and Eric?" Baedan's eyes grew large.
"Really!? Papa? Really?" He asked enthused with his father's question. He looked over to Ariel who was grinning. He was going to marry her when he got older. They'd have lots of babies.
"Yes, Bae." The boy squealed and jumped out of Belle's arms running up the stairs to his room to pack a bag.
"Well. It looks like we have the house alone my heart." Marcus said once Ariel, Baedan and Sassy were gone. The young tyke convinced the redhead to take let him bring his kitty that he got from Mr. Dove and Mrs. Mal.
"Oh yes." Giggling Belle brought her hands up to Marcus's suit jacket. She unbuttoned the jacket pushing it off of him and getting rid of the rest of his top clothes. He stood in nothing but his pants and shoes holding his cane.
"I think you'd be more comfortable on a bed, love." Marcus commented slyly, pulling her closer to him.
"I think you're right." Belle agreed instantly, kissing his neck deliberately as they made their way to the bedroom, stopping periodically for kisses.
Belle fell back against the bed as Marcus fell beside her, careful of his knee and his love. He wouldn't hurt her, not even in jest.
Belle straddled him, looking down at him with such love and trust that it made his eyes almost fill with tears. He stopped in time, bringing her down for a sweet kiss.
Belle wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him up into a sitting position as they kissed again. He could kiss his Belle for hours, but that wasn't what she had in mind.
She trailed her mouth down to his neck, where she bit and nipped until he had a purpleish bruise that stood for her claim. She moaned into his mouth as he claimed hers again.
Marcus and Belle were still clothed, and Belle set to remedying that immediately. She had him slip off her dress, and he moaned at the sight of her, as if it was his first time. She loved that about him, that he treated her so well.
She smiled, and pushed off his coat. "You wear altogether too many layers," she mumbled against his neck as she rubbed against him for friction.
"I'll start wearing less if you do." Marcus chuckled, pulling her closer as he flipped them so that he was on top. He nuzzled her breasts as he undid her bra clasp, her permission granted. "I love you so much, Belle." he whispered.
"I love you too- ohhh - Marcus." she groaned, her hips bucking up against his. "Take me," she begged. Heeding his lady's command he took her and the two were lost in the pleasure of one another.
Later that night as they lay in bed tangled amongst the sheets. Marcus nuzzled his fiance's neck, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Belle giggled, wrapping her arms around his back and snuggling against him.
Outside in the forest below a figure lent against the tree watching Belle and Marcus in their intimate moment. A moment that was supposed to be private but the curtains were open and well the figure. Well the figure saw everything and was not a happy camper. The figure only came to make sure everything was going alright and that everything was perfect but it was not. Marcus's betrayal would not go unpunished. Leaving the spot against the tree the person left. It seemed that they would be staying in Storybrooke for awhile.
Hope you've enjoyed this chapter of Belle in Love. Be on the look out for a Halloween One-Shot that'll go with this fic. We plan to post it on Halloween Night.
Also anytime when Moe show's up be warned because he's crazy and it's bound to be a trigger.
If you have problems with the age difference between Marcus and Belle then please do stop reading and just don't comment. Need we remind everyone that in the show Rumplestiltskin is 300+ years old and Belle is centuries younger than he. If you have a problem with their age and continue to do so than keep it to yourself.
Who do you think was watching Ariel and Baedan? Who do you think was watching Marcus and Belle? Where did Colette go? What would you like to see happening in this story?
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