Beauty and the Beast: The Tale Continues
Chapter 6 - Torture
Author's Note: Disney is the rightful owner of "Beauty and the Beast", while I just own this story.
"Belle, why didn't you just tell me?"
An embarrassed Belle looked away from Adam, and her face remained blushing as she said, "I just didn't know... exactly how to say it..."
Adam chuckled, and he replied, "Well, I am pretty sure that the phrase is called sexual inter-"
"Adam, please," hissed Belle, who was still refusing to look at him.
"I'm sorry, but that's what I learned while reading one of the books in the library back when..."
I suppose I will have to skip or burn that one when I get to it, thought Belle, not really listening to her special someone.
Then, after realizing that she was not paying attention, Adam sighed, and sat down next to her on the bed. "Belle, can you look at me, please?"
Belle shook her head.
"Belle, please... look at me..."
She shook it again, and that made Adam slowly reach his arm out towards Belle, softly placing his fingers on her chin so that he could turn her face around in order for them to look at each other.
Judging from her facial expression, Belle looked like she was almost ready to cry, and when he gave her a warm smile, she felt like her heart was about to melt.
"Oh, Belle..."
Adam gently wrapped his arms around the young woman, bringing her closer to him, and he said, "Belle, Belle, Belle... there is no need for you to worry about discussing things like this with me."
"It's not that I am worried, Adam," replied Belle, shaking her head. "I just... never thought I'd ever think about stuff like this."
"Well, to be fair, you had to eventually, right?" said Adam, giving her a playful smile, and Belle let out a chuckle. "There we go... now, how exactly did this all start?"
Belle started to blush again, and she looked up at him. "It was when you growled at me..."
"Growled at you?" He said, with Belle nodding her head. "When did I ever... ohhh, you mean this growl?"
Adam then delivered another growl at Belle, whose heart began to beat faster as she said, "That was... the one..."
"Huh, how peculiar," wondered Adam, and just for fun, he started doing several different types of growls.
All of which were not exactly helping Belle keep her hormones in control. "Hey, Adam... um... no one is going to barge in here, are they?"
"Well, not until they knock first, and wait to be let in," answered Adam, giving her a confused look. "Why?"
To his surprise, Belle started to look at him differently, and he noticed that there was a hunger in her eyes. "Because I don't want any interruptions."
"What would they be inter-" began Adam, but he stopped once Belle brought him closer towards her, and started to kiss him very passionately.
And, yet, I was the one that was turned into a beast.
Then, he started returning the favor, but when Belle's hands went towards his shirt again, Adam stopped to say, "Wait a moment, Belle... are you sure you want to do this? Now?"
"I want you now, Adam," replied Belle, trying to deliver her own growl before she went back to kissing him again.
A few minutes later, Adam started to remove Belle's casual blue dress by lifting it over her shoulders, until she was left wearing only her undergarments. "I hope you never get tired of me telling you how beautiful you are."
"Never," replied Belle, and she closed her eyes before going back to kissing him again.
Please do not let this be a dream.
She then started to remove Adam's clothes from his body, while the young prince continued with removing the clothing mff of Belle's body, starting with her bra.
Do not let this be a-
"Belle?"
The young woman opened her eyes, and saw that she was back in her room, laying on the bed, currently looking up at the ceiling, as well as having all of her clothes back on.
"Are you alright?"
Belle sat up, and saw her father standing in the doorway, looking concerned. Unbelievable!
Maurice tilted his head to the side, and asked, "Shall I come back another ti-"
"Um... actually, Papa, may I ask you something?"
Walking into his daughter's new bedroom, Maurice sat down in a nearby chair, and said, "Of course, Belle, you can come to me about anything... has Adam done-"
"Oh, no, no, he's perfect, Papa," replied Belle, not wanting him to be upset with Adam. "But I, uh, have been... thinking... and I wanted to ask you... when did you and Mama know that it was time for you two to both... er..."
Seeing her father's confusion, Belle whispered the rest of her sentence in his ear, and as she stepped back, Maurice now looked a little uncomfortable. "Oh, um... well, I... first of all, I had always hoped that your mother would be the one to... ah, never mind."
Maurice then cleared his throat, and replied, "Your mother and I were very respective of each other's wishes, and so it wasn't until after we got married that the two of us-"
"Alright, Papa, no need to go any further," interrupted Belle, her face still blushing. "But I'm worried how he will react if I try to bring this up in a conversation."
Maurice let out a sigh, and he replied, "Well, I... don't, eh, believe that Adam would be the type of, uh, young man to take advantage of you... so, um, I do not think that you have any reason to be afraid, especially with someone that loves you very much."
When Belle didn't respond right away, Maurice asked, "Is that it, then, my dear? Or do I need to give the story about the bir-"
"Yes, Papa, that will be all," interrupted Belle, giving him a grateful smile. "I feel a little better now actually."
"Well, then, good... and I am glad that I got this over with," replied Maurice, causing Belle to laugh. "Your mother is probably laughing up there, as well."
"Probably," agreed Belle, and the two of them both started laughing together.
After discussing a few more casual things with her father, he left the room, and several minutes later, Belle did the same, making her way towards the library.
Papa is right. Adam is not that kind of person... I probably overreacted about this whole thing.
Meanwhile, in the study, Adam was having a somewhat similar conversation with Lumiere and Cogsworth.
"So, you have no idea what could be wrong with her?" asked the former candelabra.
Adam shrugged his shoulders, and said, "She said that she would tell me when the time is right, but I have not seen her since breakfast, and I am starting to worry."
"So, how do Lumiere and I fit in with all of this?" asked Cogsworth.
"All I ask is that you two try to figure out what exactly is the problem, so that you can tell me, and I can figure out how to help her."
Lumiere smiled, and nodded his head as he replied, "Ah, but of course, Master, you can count on the both of us to-"
"Us?" exclaimed a not-very-amused Cogsworth. "I am not going to take part in some kind of-"
"I'll make it so that you won't spend so much time being chased by your wife."
"... as I was saying, my friend, we shall start by going to look for her in the library!"
As Cogsworth walked out of the room, Lumiere and Adam both rolled their eyes, and his faithful servant said, "Do not worry, Master, we shall get to the bottom of this, and soon, you two can fully enjoy your happily ever after."
He then walked away, hurrying to catch up with Cogsworth, and Adam turned his head to look at a nearby small safe, which contained very special objects that meant a great deal to him, one of which was his mother's engagement ring.
"In time, Adam... in time... but what would I tell her?"
In the library, Belle was quietly reading a book, but her focus was interrupted by the voice of Lumiere. "Ah, what a surprise to find you here, mademoiselle!"
"Oh, good God..." groaned Cogsworth, following his friend into the room. "It's her library, you fool. Why else would she not-"
"So, Belle, what kind of book are you reading today?" asked Lumiere.
Belle gave him a small smile, and said, "It contains several interesting poems that were written by a man named Edgar Allan Poe, and there is a particular one that-"
"Ah, of course, the one about the raven," interrupted Lumiere. "So, there is nothing wrong with you?"
"Wrong?" said Belle, frowning in confusion. "What do you mean?"
Cogsworth rolled his eyes at Lumiere, and he replied, "It is just that we've noticed the Master looking... well, sad today, and we wanted to see if you were alright."
"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that," said Belle, now feeling a little guilty for not telling Adam about her dream. "Where is he now? I should probably go and see-"
"He's resting," replied Lumiere. "But in the meantime, maybe you would like someone to talk to about whatever problem you might have?"
Cogsworth groaned, and Belle started to shake her head. "I don't think I would be exactly comfortable with saying it to you two... besides, I already talked to my father, and-"
"Oh, surely, there must be something you can tell us, mademoiselle," replied Lumiere. "We are all friends with each other now, no?"
"Well, yes, but I would prefer talking with Adam about-"
Cogsworth interrupted by saying, "Splendid, so why don't you just march right on up to his room, and demand to have a talk with him?"
Lumiere gave his friend a confused look, while Belle smiled, and said, "Perhaps I will... thank you, Cogsworth."
"No worries, my dear," replied the majordomo, and as Belle left the room, he looked over at Lumiere. "And there we have it... plus, you really do talk too much."
"What? I was trying to get her to talk to us about the problem," said Lumiere, and Cogsworth just shook his head.
In the study, Adam was facing the door, imagining Belle standing there, and he was practicing how to say his proposal to her.
"Belle, will you marry... no, too unoriginal... Belle, ever since you and I first met... aargh, no, that won't work either.."
Adam shook his head, and he started to assume the proposal position. "How hard can it be to say something so wonderful that will start with me getting down on one knee, reaching into my pocket to take out this ring, showing it to her, and end with me asking Belle if she would like to marry-"
"Adam?"
"- me." The young prince was now looking at Belle, down on one knee, with a beautiful ring in his hand.
"I... I..." Belle was at a loss for words.
Adam gulped, and said, "I, uh... this, er... you weren't going to say no, where you?"