A/N: Yay! I updated, and it's a fiery chapter. Very intense and yes… SMUTTY! Hooray for smut! Hope you like it!
30. Mixed Feelings
Baelfire cried out, and hugged me. "I am going to have a brother or sister!" he exclaimed happily. "Belle, this is great news! I've always wanted a sibling!"
I smiled back at him, rumpling his hair affectionately. I looked over at Rumplestilzkin, and I saw that his face was dark, almost upset. When his son turned to face him, the deal maker put on a happy face. "Well, I'm just as happy as you, Bae!" faked Rumplestilzkin. "A new addition to our family!"
"I'm going to go to the library and pick out a book to read," said Bae as he skipped happily away.
Rumplestilzkin grabbed me by the arm, and dragged me to our bedchambers, slamming the door behind us. "ARE YOU SERIOUS?" I nodded my head nervously, scared of his true reaction, which was now free from bias. "We need to get rid of it. I'm sorry for being so careless. We both should have been more careful."
"IT," I growled angrily. "Is NOT an it! Our baby, Rumplestilzkin, is not an it! And I will not let you hurt him… or her…"
"Dearie," sighed the cursed one. "You don't understand…"
"I perfectly well understand!" I cried. "You think that our child will be cursed."
Rumplestilzkin walked towards me, and took my face in his hands. "Nothing good can come of this child," he whispered softly.
"I won't let you take him/her," I said, gazing back into his eyes. I felt his hand trail towards my stomach, and jerked away from his touch. "I WILL FIGHT YOU!"
I grabbed my sword from its holster, and pointed it directly at him. Rumplestilzkin chuckled darkly, making the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. "Tsk, tsk, oh dearie," he shook his head disapprovingly at me. "You are picking a fight with the WRONG person…"
Swiftly, he conjured up a sword, and the two of us engaged in a brutal, intense fight. His movements were quick and sharp, and I had to really focus in order to keep up with his intensity. I searched for a weak spot, anything to be able to take him down and end the fighting. We clashed blades, the sounds echoing in the chamber mixed with out grunts and exclaims as we threw ourselves fully behind each and every move we made. Sweat poured down my back and across my forehead as our fighting continued.
"Do you give up?" paused Rumplestilzkin, our blades still locked in combat.
"I don't give up on the people I love," I said, wrenching my blade out of the entanglement. I fight him back with fierce intensity, and I make quick with my blade work to deprive him of his weapon. I point my sword at his chest. "You forget so easily. I'm an expert swordswoman as well as markswoman."
"It might be that your beauty distracts me so," said Rumplestilzkin. "Go on, kill me. Then the curse will be broken, and you won't be forced to bear such a wretched child. Please, just do it quickly Belle."
He closed his eyes tightly, as if waiting for my blade to deliver that final, fatal blow. I threw down my sword, and pressed my lips against his hungrily. My hands buried into his hair as I drew him closer to my body. Rumplestilzkin was shocked, and then followed my passion, running a hand up my thigh and teasing the crotch of my pants with his finger. I bit his lip, overwhelmed by the pleasure he was giving me. I kissed his neck, nipping and sucking his tender skin. He moaned softly, and I grinned. Two can play at that game, Mr. Rumplestilzkin!
Abruptly, he stopped his dexterous excursions, and I followed suit. We locked eyes for a brief moment, and what I saw in his eyes was pure passion, love, and insatiable lust. I ripped open my shirt, and took off my pants, watching as Rumplestilzkin's eyes widened. He mirrored me as he began to quickly undress, and I ran a hand through my hair seductively, entranced by Rumplestilzkin's naked body.
His golden skin flushed and shone with a brilliance unseen by man, and his thick, enlarged member stood erect. I lay back on the bed as Rumplestilzkin hovered above me, hungrily kissing my lips. His adept fingers sought out my awaiting slit as he gently parted my lips to tease and play. I gasped, arching my back and pushing my hips upward into his hand. "You like that, my precious Belle?" asked Rumplestilzkin as he continued to pleasure me.
"Oh," I sighed softly. "Oh, yes… Oh gods yes…"
Suddenly, his dexterous digits stopped, and I groaned in frustration. Without warning, he rammed into my soaking wet slit, and I cried out. Relentlessly he drove himself deeper and faster, my hips followed the rhythm and pace that he set. Over and over, he hit my sweet spot, and I began to arch off the bed in exquisite ecstasy. "Yes, my beautiful Belle," crooned the Dark One. "Say my name…"
I panted, overwhelmed by my impending peak, my toes curling in anticipation. "Rumplestilzkin!" I cried out as I came.
"Belle!" he groaned as we both reached our climax together. He emptied himself deep inside me, and gently kissed my forehead.
We lay there panting and sweating, and I turned to look at him. "That was mind-blowing," I said, still trying to regain my breath. "Off topic, but are you still worried about our child?"
Rumplestilzkin paused in consideration, and then put his hand on my protruding belly. "We will let fate decide what happens to our child, and not magic. What will be will be."
