Author: Abra
Title: Aladdin and the Chocolate Princess
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Guy Ritchie and the setting is an imitation of the one in "Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels. The girls are all mine. I am using them for entertainment only and I am not making any money off this story.
Summary: Bacon falls in love.
Archive: ask first
Feedback: always appreciated. (it makes me write more!)


Aladdin and the Chocolate Princess

The Night

For the first time in many years, Bacon had moved slowly in an affair. The man of a thousand and one night stands was now at a loss and tried not to look lost in her apartment. All their intimacy had resumed to goodnight kisses outside her door. For the first time, he was on the other side of that door.

If three weeks meant a long time for Bacon to wait, Mandy on the other hand couldn't believe how ardent was her need to be with him. She had never put much stock on the physical side of a relationship and up to this guy only saw it as an obligation. What she was feeling now nearly scared her. It just wasn't like her to think about a man's body, let alone fantasise about it. But after each goodnight kiss, she closed the door behind her and imagined ripping his shirt off. Tonight, she had gathered all her courage to utter that corny, transparent line.

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Bacon was watching her with calculated indifference. To Mandy he appeared just as self assured as ever, making her burn just by looking at her a certain way. She sat next to him on the couch, taking the last bite of chocolate, wishing to find something to say. When she put the last chocolate square in her mouth, absent minded, Bacon opened his lips, involuntarily copying her gesture. He saw the smudge of chocolate on her cheek and before he could control himself, he reached out.

Mandy felt his thumb touching her face. He was so close to her now… close enough to touch… close enough to kiss… Her heart started racing when she understood her wish was about to come true.

"What…" but she couldn't say anything more.

"You had a smear of chocolate, Princess"

The tension inside her was now at such levels that she couldn't enjoy the pet name properly. He leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth.

"Damn, you taste fine, miss Cadbury" he whispered in his sexy, husky voice.

"Mmmm"

"That's sayin' it, kid!" he smiled, flattered by the unspoken compliment to his kissing skill.

They went on kissing for minutes in a row, insatiable for each other's taste. Bacon was ready to "get things done" right there on the couch, but she deserved better than that.

"Which way is the bedroom?" he asked.

~ the day after ~

The woman stretched, lazily amongst the crumpled sheets with a wide smile on her face. She remembered shouting something like "Oh, God, you are Aladdin!!".

It was five in the morning, but he wasn't there. She had a suspicion that he was  going to leave right after. The memory of their passionate night was clouded by the loneliness. She went to the window, to witness London's awakening. She loved the big, cold city and she rarely had the opportunity to see it in an intimate moment, such as it was in the early hours of the morning. But she was stopped in her tracks by a noise in the other room.

In the living room, Bacon was browsing through her CD collection.

She was so surprised to find him there that she couldn't say if she was happy or not.

"Couldn't decide" he answered her look, talking about spending the night or picking a CD. "You have a message" he pointed to the flashing answering machine.

She hesitated to listen to the message with him there.

"Whoever called, they did in the middle of the night, so it might be important"

She followed the suggestion and pressed "play". A man's voice came out of the machine.

"Hello, Amanda! I needed to talk to you tonight. I called earlier and you weren't there. I know this isn't the best way to do it, but… I have to tell you… one way or the other… … I miss you. You probably don't believe, but these last few months have been really difficult for me. Seeing you every day… Talking to you as if we were strangers… Amanda, what I've been meaning to tell you… I know you hated me for making you chase that ring, but there's a reason for that. That ring is important to us. It's somewhat of a good luck charm. My grandparents stayed together and loved each other for forty years. I wanted you to have it. On our wedding day…If you'd have me… " the message ended.

"Well, isn't that embarrassing!" was all she could say for the moment. "Would you like a coffee?"

"I would like an explanation"

"What's left to explain? I had an affair with my boss, it ended."

"Not for him it didn't"

As soon as he said the words, Bacon understood, quite shocked, that he was jealous.

"See, that's not my problem. And it certainly isn't yours."

This was a side of her he had never seen. This frozen part of her soul hadn't had any reason to surface around him, but it never failed to come out in what Justin was concerned. She had been fascinated by him to the brink of obsession only to find out the feeling was not as mutual as she thought. She had learned to suppress her emotions since they were the cause for the sharpest pain she'd ever felt.

Although she wasn't aware of it, Bacon's appeal was partially due to the very image of tough guy he had projected. With Bacon, she had no silly illusions of love, only sheer lust. She might miss the great sex, but her heart would still be in one piece when everything was over.

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The missing scene (very NC17, so forbidden on fanfiction.net) can be found on the http://pub75.ezboard.com/btheunofficialjasonstathamfanclub and on my page www.members.lycos.co.uk/fantasies.