Chapter Fourteen: Enough is Enough
Belle stared down at Lorcan for a long time, not saying anything, not moving. She straddled his waist, her eyes locked with his. She hadn't really had a plan going into this. She knew what she wanted, and she knew how to get it. And by god, she wanted this so bad it burned within her. She wanted to devour him, to brand him forever and make him tell her the truth. She wanted him to beg for her touch, to moan and growl and call her name. She wanted all of him, body and soul, and she was going to have him. And she knew, that Lorcan knew it, because he wanted it too. It was in his eyes as he looked at her, a mixture of dread and anticipation mingled in his brown depths.
"Tell me you love me Lorcan. Tell me, or I'll make you wish you never had." She vowed, bending over him so that her lips were just out of reach. Lor leaned forward to capture her lips, but she pulled away so that they were always just beyond reach. He growled low in his throat and gave her a dark look.
"Belle I can't. You know I can't please don't make me-" But he was cut off as Belle gripped his shirt and practically ripped it off, buttons flying in every direction. Her hands were on his chest as Lorcan breathed hard, moaning when her nails raked his abdomen. She slid down his body to trail fiery open mouthed kisses down his neck and chest. When her hips touched his already painful erection he twitched, pulling at his restraints with a groan.
"I love you Lor. I've always loved you. Only you." She said, kissing him between sentances. It was torture not being able to touch her, and even worse being unable to tell her he loved her too. Didn't she understand? That if he did, Regina would take her away and break her spirit? He had to make her understand, he had to make her see.
"Belle. Listen to me. I-" At this point in time he cried out as Belle sucked hard on one of his nipples. She swirled it in her mouth, lightly using her teeth and causing Lorcan to squirm with pleasure. His cock was straining against the fabric of his boxers and trousers, and his head swam with the sensations she was causing.
"I don't want to hear any words out of your mouth except 'Yes', 'Oh god', 'harder', 'faster', 'Belle', 'please', and 'I love you'. Got it?" She asked, removing her mouth from him and tugging on his hair to get him to look at her. He was frozen, unable to look away, but also unable to voice his acquiesce. When he said nothing, Belle gave him a hard, determined look and stripped her blouse off, quickly followed by her bra. He stared at her with unabashed lust, licking his lips at the sight of her breasts. Oh how he ached to hold them. He reflexively pulled at his restraints, groaning and closing his eyes. She slowly crawled forward, bringing the soft flesh of her perfect mounds so close to his lips he could feel the heat.
"Say it Lorcan. Tell me the truth." She held her flesh just out of his reach as his eyes snapped open. He was panting harder now, his eyes dilated and fierce with longing. His face twitched with temptation and suddenly with anger.
"I don't love you! I never loved you!" He cried, beginning to thrash about. His hips began to buck, trying to throw her from him, but it only increased the friction between her core and his throbbing cock. She gripped his shoulders and laughed as he tried to throw her off of him, grinding against him until they found a rhythm. His grunts of anger and exertion turned to powerful moans of pleasure, and her laughter turned to pants and the occasional cry.
"Belle please. I want you so bad it's going to kill me." He begged, stilling his movements for a moment to give his knee a rest. She gave him a preditory smile and stood, moving so that she was beside him.
"You know what I want Lor. I could give you what you want. I could make this end." She said seductively, slowly stripping herself of her tight jeans and underwear, sliding them down her legs. He didn't move, his breathing hitched as he watched her. His cock twitched at her shapely legs and breasts, swinging slightly at her movements. She was the most beautiful thing on the planet and she was driving him crazy. She was kind, sweet, and amazingly brave. But this new side of Belle, this hungry, demanding, and deliciously wicked side of Belle made him half mad with love and lust. And she was going to drive him insane, he was sure of it.
"I. Don't. Love. YOU!" He roared, half of him terrified of what she would do, and the other half hopelessly anticipating it. She did not disappoint. She bent down and slowly unbuckled his belt, lightly grazing his erection with her hands as she did so. He groaned loudly as her mouth simultaneously nipped at his hip bones, causing him to buck against her. She pulled the zipper down slowly, her knuckles running down his throbbing member, the thin silk of his boxers the only barrier between their skin. He knew that he was going to have bruises on his wrists for weeks the way he was pulling on his tie and handcuffs. He let out a whimper of protest as she stripped his pants easily.
"Oh Lorcan. I'm beginning to think you are doing this on purpose. Tell me, have you dreamed about this?" She asked, licking his tented erection through the silk of his boxers, eliciting a cry from him that was pure music to her ears. Admittedly, she was soaking wet and panting almost as hard as he was, but this new power she had over him was addictive, and she refused to let go just yet.
"Yes!" He cried as she swirled her tongue over the tip, the silk still separating them. The combination of the silk friction and the wetness of her tongue was enough to make him want to come so bad the veins of his neck stood out as his back arched. "Oh god yes!"
"Tell me you don't love me Lorcan." Belle commanded giving another long lick.
"I don't love you." He choked out, unable to tear his eyes away from her mouth.
"Tell me you don't want me." Belle commanded again, gripping his length through the silk and squeezing. He groaned, closing his eyes briefly before snapping them back open.
"I don't want you." He growled, his hips involuntarily bucking into her hand.
"You lie."
"Please Belle. I need...I..." He begged as she stroked him through the silk, driving him half mad with pleasure. He was whimpering and moaning in ways that made Belle's eyes grow possessive and highly preditory.
"Then say it Lorcan. Say it and I'll give you everything you want. Tell me." She demanded, moving so that she hovered above him, not touching, but just inches away so that he could feel her heat and her breath. His eyes rolled back into his head as her soaking wet curls lightly brushed the silk of his underwear. He was going to die from shear frustration, he was sure of it. The pain and teasing pleasure of it cause him to begin babbling, for he was now beyond the capability for rational thought.
"Belle I...I want...I...need...I...you..." He tried to buck his hips so that his cock touched her core but she moved away just in time, predicting his every move. She leaned down close, her breath grazing his ear and her breasts just barely touching his chest.
"I love you Lorcan. You are my one and only. I am yours, and you are mine." The possessive finality of her bold statement undid him. He was utterly lost, his love for her so strong that it swelled within him, like the tide crashing against the rocks. He would never love another like her. Their love was so strong, that it would transcend life and death. It was eternal, and the fear that was once so strong in his heart crumbled against her love. He knew then that as long as they were together, nothing could stand in the way of their love. Nothing could ever, ever tear them apart, and he could be brave for her. For her smiles, for her laughter. For her tears and her heart. For their memories and for their future. He would be brave for her.
"I love you!" He shouted like a man possessed. Like he would never get to say the words again. He shook her slightly so she would meet his eyes. "I will always love you! I am yours, heart, body, and soul and you, are, mine!" He cried, pouring his love into his voice, his eyes, his expression. Tears filled his eyes as he gazed at her, and the transformation on her face was instantaneous. Tears of joy fell from her eyes as they lit up with love and understanding. A beautiful smile graced her face, and she could not stay away.
She pressed her body flush with his as their lips met in a passionate kiss. They had never kissed like this before. Their kisses had been gentle, they had been rough and demanding. They had been passionate, and they had been leisurely. This kiss blew them all away. This kiss was a promise, a vow and love and devotion. Their lips locked in a perfect embrace, twisting and parting in perfect harmony. The world fell away and in that moment, there was no Regina, no Storybrooke, no pain. There was only each other, and the perfection of the moment. Tears mingled until there was only one heart, one soul, one perfect being in two separate bodies. Their feelings were so in tune, so perfectly aligned that they both thought 'This is what bliss is.'
Soon it wasn't enough, and the kiss, while still no less harmonious and perfect, turned hot and demanding. Belle touched him everywhere, rubbing against his straining member with reckless abandon. Lorcan pulled away only to speak for a moment, looking her in the eyes.
"Belle. I need you. I love you so much. Please Belle, please!" He begged, his voice hoarse with emotion. Belle kissed him again, her hands in his hair, tugging lightly before breaking away.
"Always Lor. Always." She vowed before moving to strip him of his underwear. He sprung free, his aching cock practically begging for her wet folds. Belle gripped his length and slid down onto him with one quick movement, evoking a strangled cry from Lorcan, and a quick little mewl of pleasure from her. Somehow Lorcan had removed his hand from the tie, and he gripped Belle's hip as she moved quickly, his own hips rising up to meet her forcefully. They needed each other so badly that there was no room for finesse or gentleness. They were both rough on each other, Lorcan's cock sliding in and out of her easily as she jerked her hips against him. The pain in his knee seemed nonexistent as he pounded into her, her moans and cries of pleasure so beautiful to his ears that he could feel his orgasm rising. Belle leaned forward so that he could take one of her nipples into his mouth, an electric current running from his mouth to pool in her womb as he did so. She felt her own climax building.
Time seemed to have no meaning as they made love. All they could feel was skin, teeth, lips, tongue, and the love they both shared. Lor reached down and touched the nub of flesh that would undo her, wanting to see her eyes as she came. As soon as his calloused hand touched her there she was ripped apart by the most forceful climax she had ever had. She screamed Lorcan's name, shaking with the force of it and her eyes stared into his. She knew somehow that was what he wanted, and when their eyes locked, her inner muscles contracting and squeezing him forcefully he came as well, crying her name and never breaking eye contact. It was the most intimate thing they had ever felt. And when they both shuddered from the earth shattering force of their simultaneous climaxes, souls touched, and they both breathed as one.
Belle collapsed on top of him, her body heavy and refusing to function properly. She knew she was probably rather heavy on him, but in that moment she couldn't seem to care. Belle could feel that her heartbeat in perfect time with Lorcan's, and that made the moment all the more intimate and perfect. He was still inside her, and the feeling of him throbbing faintly against her walls was so touching that her heart melted with love. There was no place she would rather be. Lorcan was trying to catch his breath, his eyes closed and his free hand smoothing down Belle's back. The sensation of her skin against his hands was delightful, and he didn't want to move.
They stayed like this for several minutes, knowing that they would have to talk. Neither wanted to relinquish the joy of the moment, that is until Lorcan realized how much his wrist hurt.
"I hate to spoil the moment dearest, but could you please release me?" He asked, tilting his head to the side so that the words were spoken against the corner of her mouth. She smiled and nodded, begrudgingly rising to get her coat. She grabbed the key, and made her way over to where she had locked him, and undid the handcuffs. He immediately brought the wrist to his chest and rubbed the bruise already forming there. She could not help but give a satisfied smirk at the sight as she lay back down next to him, and cuddled into his side.
"That was perfect. I got exactly what I wanted." Belle said as she drew lazy circles on Lorcan's chest. He gave a little chuckle at that, wrapping an arm around her.
"Oh I will get you back for this my dear. Make no mistake."
After dressing, rearranging hair, and making a pot of tea, an emergency meeting was called for Operation Cobra. It was tricky getting everyone in one place without anyone seeing them, but never the less they managed. Soon, Ruby, Mary Margret, Emma and Henry arrived at the pawn shop.
"Alright Belle enough stalling. Tell us what happened. Why are we in the back of his shop?" Emma asked, refusing to sit down with her hands on her hips. Mary and Ruby had been quietly sipping tea for a while, whilst Henry and Lorcan had been chatting about Henry's book. Belle sighed and stood putting a hand on Lorcan's shoulder in a comforting and possessive way.
"Lor is now going to be a part of Operation Cobra. He has more information, and if anyone can take down Regina, he can." Belle stated as Lorcan and Henry stopped talking. Lor looked up at Belle and placed a hand over her own on his shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze. The look of love in his eyes as he looked at her was so unmistakable that Mary and Ruby almost sighed from the cuteness of it.
"Belle is right. I'm the only one who has gone toe-to-toe with the foul harpy, and managed to win. If you want her, you're going to need me." Lorcan said simply, turning then to look at Emma and daring her with his eyes to disagree. Emma gave him a glare.
"One minute you were telling Belle that you thought she was playing games with you for power. Now you want to help us? You're going to need to explain a bit more of what happened. Both of you." Emma said, pointing a finger at them.
"I have to admit it is a bit strange that you two are all of a sudden... together again." Mary Margret agreed, giving Belle and Lor a curious look. They both blushed faintly and Ruby nearly had tea flying out her nose at the expressions on their faces.
"On second thought Mary, Emma, I don't think you want to know exactly what happened." Ruby said, trying to stifle her laughter. She could not help the next comment, however. "Didn't know you had it in you Gold. Way to go you two."
This only caused the couple to blush harder, and for Belle to grin with triumph. The three friends burst into laughter and Henry was hopelessly confused asking "Didn't have what? What are you guys talking about?" only adding to the humor of the moment. When their laughter had died to chuckles and giggles Lorcan cleared his throat and pulled a little at his tie (Belle had done a wonderful job retying it, even if it was hopelessly wrinkled).
"Yes well, do you want to know the truth or not?" He snapped, eliciting a small giggle from Belle. He gave her a glare that promised revenge, but that only made her giggle more. After everyone settled down Lorcan began to talk. "Regina came to me with a Deal. She wanted me to stop seeing Belle, make her believe I didn't love her, and do whatever she asked so long as she said 'please'. In return she wouldn't send Belle to the psychiatric ward at the Hospital. She had medical records so she could have easily asked for an evaluation."
"So? Even if she did, Belle is sane enough to pass that with flying colors!" Ruby said, still not fully understanding how Regina got him to do it.
"This is true. However, she would have sent Belle to see Dr. Hopper, and as much as I like and respect the man, he lives in fear of her. He would have done whatever she asked." Lorcan said, giving Ruby a very sympathetic look. All eyes turned to Ruby as she lifted a hand to her mouth in shock. "He would have sent her to the hospital, and although I could have fought it legally, Belle would have been pumped with so many drugs that she would look crazy. Regina would have broken her, created whatever symptoms she wanted. I would not have been able to prove that she didn't belong there."
Silence filled the small space. Ruby felt tears in her eyes at Lorcan's words. Archie was a good man. He was kind and loving and sympathetic. He would never have done such a thing. Would he? Before anyone could do anything Ruby snatched up her coat and ran out the back door.
"Well that went well." Henry said sarcasticly.
"Archie open this door! We need to talk!" Ruby shouted, banging on his apartment door. It was getting rather late but Ruby didn't care. She heard scuffling inside, and then the lock. Archie opened the door, his hair all ruffled and standing in his pajamas. He looked as though he had just shoved his glasses onto his face, and his eyes adjusted for a moment.
"Ruby? What are you doing here it's..."-he looked at his watch- "...10 o'clock in the evening. Couldn't this wait until tomorrow?" He asked, giving her a sleepy look. Ruby shoved past him and into the room, pushing the door shut behind her.
"No Archie this can't wait. I want the truth. Are you working for Mayor Mills?" Ruby nearly shouted, her anger palpable. Archie sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"It's not that simple Ruby, but yes. I am."
"Why Archie? She's evil! She was going to use you to lock up my best friend!"
"Because if I don't, she'll hurt Marco. And you."
A/N: Okay so now things are going to get serious. Next chapter we are going to see Operation Cobra in full swing. It might be a few days until my next update, I'm going to be writing a one shot for the fun of it. Don't worry though, I'll be posting the next chapter soon. This chapter's title is from "I Want You Now" by Depeche Mode.
Next Chapter: The heat is on, and Lorcan makes a choice.