Gold

The only time I felt right about what I was doing was when I was with her. She was my only salvation. My Belle. But she was also the scourging fire I was drowning in. How can I walk away from something I couldn't live without? It's wrong, I know it is. I lie awake every night with regret and remorse at the fact that I've fallen in love with my daughter. I even began showering her with gifts, precious metals of silver and gold, handing out doting compliments to her just to see her smile. Sometimes even in front of her mother. I still was trying to make it work with Cora for the sake of my family, but if I were to be honest with myself, my marriage had fallen by the wayside. Yes I still care for my wife, but if I were given any other option or opportunity, I would choose Belle.

For the next month and a half, after my middle daughter and her son went to sleep, my youngest would sneak into my room for our nightly lustful routine. My thirteen year old was insatiable, but I didn't mind. Watching her face as I gave Belle her fulfillment gave me the best feeling in the world. Well a close second to rent day.

"Goddamn Belle, you feel so good. I don't think I ever want to come out of you." I whispered in my daughter's ear while thrusting into her slick entrance. Her legs wrapped my back, fingernails wedged deep into the skin of my shoulders. She was still so little under me and I felt like a giant above her. Her pussy was so good, tight as the first time when she gave me her virginity. It was so hard for me not to lose control. I wouldn't risk hurting my daughter, I couldn't bare it.

"Oh, Rumple. Please Don't Stop." She pleaded with tightly closed eyes. Does she think me a fool? I had no intentions of stopping. I made circles with my hips as I dipped into her wet heat. I was determined to hit every fucking spot she had in that tight little cunt of hers. Her wails grew louder when she felt me hit places she didn't know she had. Her moans sounded different from a woman's. They sounded like the sobs of a young girl.

A low growl escaped my lips when I felt her essence clench around me tightly. She was close but I wasn't ready to end my torment yet. I took a hold her legs at the knee and push them back until they were almost above her head. I reached deeper in her than ever before.

She gasped and cried out. "Oh Yes, Daddy just like that." She opened her eyes suddenly when she realized her mistake. It took me by surprise too, but in a good way. She's never called me daddy during sex. It was always Rumple. I liked it though.

"Tell daddy what you want?" I asked in the hopes of her to keep calling me the formality.

"I-I want daddy to go faster."

"You want daddy to fuck you faster, is that it?"

"Yes daddy, fuck me faster." And I did. My hips made contact with her backside as I let go of some of my restraint. She vocalized her pleasure in tiny whimpers. Her back was arched off the bed as I relentlessly pushed in and out her.

"Does my daughter want to come now?" I asked breathless.

"Oh fuck. Yes daddy I wanna come for you."

"Then lose yourself for me Belle. Come on your father's fucking cock."

Satisfied groans broke free from my mouth when I felt her walls massaged my member, causing me to spill my seed into the only moral barrier between us. I looked down at her to kiss her lips softly. Belle was beautiful while glistening of sweat. Her chest was heaving as she tries to catch the breath I stole from her. I released her legs to unsheathe myself from her swollen cunt making her winced at the sudden lost of me inside her. I came hard once she started calling me daddy. I didn't think I wanted to hear the word while making love to my daughter. But it made it more sinful when she did. I laid down next to her trying to catch my breath as she cuddles up to me.

I kissed her forehead while holding her settling body. Belle seemed very happy. I was happy too and I let a contented sigh pass my lips. I couldn't ask for a better life. I was the most powerful man in town, I had a beautiful wife, and a son who would follow in my footsteps, three beautiful daughters with the youngest of them as my lover. What more could I ask for?

"Let's go again." She said before biting her bottom lip.

"What?"

"I'm still kind of in the mood."

"It's late love and tomorrow's a school day." I said declining her offer.

"I'll be okay."

"No. I want you to do well in school and in order for you to do that you need to have a restful night."

"Rumple I'll be fine. Besides it's a half day at school tomorrow because of the dance." She said running her fingers along my chest. I stopped her useless teasing. I was done for the night.

"Belle I'm not a young man anymore. I don't think I have anything left in me for a third round."

"There's those excuses again." She said snatching her hand out of mine.

"What, it's not an excuse. I have limits."

"Well let's break them."

"We will sweetheart, just not tonight."

She slump back down beside me and I continue to hold my daughter. Lately, as our relationship progressed, I would lie awake after Belle went to her room, thinking about where her mind was. Why wasn't she afraid of this? Why did she crave the darkness as much as I did?

"Belle?" She raised her head from my chest so our gaze would meet. Belle's eyes were so bright with hope and curiosity. "Why do you enjoy this so much?"

"After what we just did, I think you already know the answer." She said giggling.

"No let's be serious for a moment."

"I was being serious, but okay." She said shrugging her shoulders.

"When I deceived you that first night, when we were watching Game of Thrones in the media room, why didn't you run from me?"

"You didn't deceive me Rumple and there was nothing to run from."

"So you wanted me to do it?"

"Yeah."

"But how did you know I was going to do it?"

"I didn't."

"And what if I hadn't?"

" Rumple..." She placed a soft finger to my lips to silence my chatter. "I'm just glad you did. My turn. Why do you enjoy this?"

"There's so much to choose from. It's hard to pick just one."

"I think I know. It's because I'm your daughter and you're secretly into that."

"That's far from what it is."

"Well, I mean, about a month ago you said you saw me as your daughter.

"I know what I said."

"Do you think of Regina or Zelena in the same way as me?"

"God no Belle." I winced at the vile thought. "Don't even kid around like that."

"I wasn't joking."

"Come on Belle. They're my daughters-"

"Then what am I?" She said almost in a whine.

"You are too it's just… just very hard to explain what I feel with you. I'm conflicted between wanting to be your father and wanting to be with you. I'm in a constant battle with myself. But I know I won't choose to do the right thing, and it frightens me how bad I don't want to."

"I don't mean to make it so difficult for you."

"You don't sweetheart, I want you. I'm choosing to be with you no matter how much I lay awake at night hating myself." My daughter rested her head on my chest, above my heart. I delicately stroked her auburn hair. "Belle have I ever told you about the day you were born?"

"No. Tell me."

Cora's hand was squeezing the life out of mines. I didn't mind, she could tear it off for all I care. Just so long as she didn't have to endure her pain alone. My wife is in labor, lying in stirrups with a Doctor between her legs about to deliver our newest family member.

"Here she is Mr. Gold. A beautiful baby girl. She's a tad on the preemie scale, but all the tests have assured me she's healthy." My little baby was crying her eyes out at her strange introduction into this new world. Doctor Whale places her in my arms and I cradle the baby's head while gently rocking her to relax her agitated state.

"Shh. Shh. Shh. That's enough of that little one." She didn't stop her onslaught of wails.

"Isn't Belle beautiful Rumple?" I heard my wife ask but I ignored her. I was too focus on calming little Belle down.

"Welcome to the world sweetheart. I'm your father and your name is Belle Gold. Which means you're a part of a powerful dynasty. You will want for nothing." I said to Belle in a soothing voice and her sobbing began to lessen.

"Rumple let me hold her."

"Okay Cora, j- just give me a second." I turn my attention back to Belle as she ends her crying and slowly opens her eyes to look at me. "Would you look at that? Blue eyes. You're quite amazing little one. Any more surprises you want to reveal?" Belle made a relaxing cooing noise while smiling at me. I used a finger to playfully tap her nose to thank her for the gesture. "I get a smile from my beautiful daughter too, how did I become this lucky? Are you happy to be my daughter little one?" She giggled her answer with blue eyes gleaming up at me while she tries to wrap her tiny hand around my finger.

"I broke down and tears began to fall from my eyes. You were so perfect Belle. I didn't realize it then, but I do now. I was holding my soul mate. That day I made a vow to you that I would always be there for you. Whenever you needed me, for whatever reason, I wouldn't let you down."

Belle climbed on top of me and kissed me with a deep passion. "And you never have." She whispered against my lips.

It was the night of the dance. Cora called her job to tell the hospital that she would be a few hours late. I was dress in a formal three button black tuxedo made by Vera Wang. My cufflinks, tie clip, and pocket square were all gold to accent my daughter's dress.

"Are you ready to see your daughter Rumple?"

I only nodded to hide my enthusiasm. We were waiting at the bottom of the stairs for our daughter to showcase her new dress. I had no doubts she would look beautiful. But Cora insisted that Belle be reveal like a bride on her wedding day.

"Belle! Come down he's ready." My middle daughter yelled to her sister.

When I saw Belle appear at the top of the stairs she looked magical. The ethereal beauty that was my daughter, gracefully walked down the steps, but to me it looks as if she was this pure angel floating down from heaven. Her auburn hair twisted up in curls to sit atop her head and a diamond tiara to hold it all together. She was a princess. The fairest of them all. She smiled at me with shimmering periwinkle eyes. It took all my strength not to let myself become overwhelm by the touching moment.

"Hey Belle." Were the only pathetic words I manage to say to her.

"Hi daddy." She said warmly. I held my arm out and she intertwined hers with mine.

"Oh Belle you look so beautiful." Cora excitedly pulled out her Iphone and selfie-stick. "Let picture time commence."

We took a lot of pictures. Some even included Henry who was dying to take a picture with his beautiful aunt. Ten straight minutes of fake smiling and posing. I had enough and I just wanted to be alone with my daughter.

"That's enough pictures Cora, if you take anymore we will miss the dance." I said slightly aggravated.

"Okay Okay fine I think I've got enough. It's time for me to go to work anyway. I love you Rumple have a good night." She gave me a kiss. "Both of you." Next she kiss our daughter before walking us to the door.

We walked outside to the awaiting limo my wife so kindly suggested we rent about a week ago.

"I don't want Belle showing up in that old ass Cadillac Rumple."

"What are you talking about? My car is a classic Cora."

"Exactly. Your car is retro and it won't match the contemporary feel of Belle's dress."

"Belle likes my car."

"I don't care. Get a limo. She's a Gold. It's what she deserved anyway, especially if she showing up with you."

"I wish you wouldn't use my name as if it were a trophy."

"This will be like her coming out party Rumple… you've been sheltering Belle for most of her life."

"I shelter her because she's my babygirl."

"Oh come on now. That's not all. You shelter her because you don't want her to turn out like Regina."

"Belle's not like that Cora."

"Yeah because you don't give her a chance, let her live her life like a fairytale for one night Rumple. Get the limo."

We pulled up to the school and the driver opens our door. All the children and their parents were staring at the limo wondering who was in the sleek black car. I stepped out and next helping Belle out of the car, holding the skirt's hem of her dress so it wouldn't drag and tear on the gravel of the parking lot. I suppose it was just my way of still being her father. When we reached the steps of the school building, the others recognized us and a crowd of people formed around me and my daughter. The parents rush to compliment Belle and begin taking our photos.

"Mr. Gold you look very handsome this evening and your daughter is quite a vision." Mayor Snow said approaching through the crowd of people.

"She is, isn't she?" I said smiling at Belle. She was stunning.

"Absolutely, I can see why her name means beauty."

"Thank you Madam Mayor." I said before turning to Belle. "Sweetheart, go find your friends. I need to speak with our Mayor for a moment."

Belle gives me and Mayor Snow a pleasant smile before walking off to a group of girl entering the school building.

"You know I sometimes forget that you have a third daughter, why do you keep that jewel locked up." I didn't find her jape funny or clever, it only reiterated what Cora said to me. That perhaps I've been spending too much time with my daughter, preventing her from doing what she wants.

"Are you here with your son Neal?" I said trying to change the topic from my daughter.

"I am and can I just say I'm so happy with the arrangement of our eldest. Emma tells me her and Bealfire are really close. We may be planning a wedding very soon."

"My son tells me the same. I told him it's not every day you meet your soul mate." And lucky for both Bealfire and I, Emma came with loads of benefits. Not only was she the mayor's daughter, she was also a deputy for the sheriff's office.

"Quite true. Maybe another arrangement can be made with Belle and Neal? Of course the deal will remain the same, 20% rise on property taxes."

"Forgive me Madam Mayor. She's not for sell."

"Well I completely understand. Daughters are hard for fathers to let go of. If you ever change your mind, you know where my office is. Enjoy your night Mr. Gold."

Mayor Snow White only cared about one thing. Her legacy. I suppose she figured if she married enough of her children to mine she would secure a successful lineage for generations to come.

Once the Mayor was gone, I made my way inside the school to the gymnasium where the dance was being held. I spotted Belle in the large room laughing and dancing with a group of young girls. Before I could go to her, the other parents began to gather around me, wanting to talk business trade, desperately trying to coax me into lowering their rent or friendly request an extension on an existing loan. I wasn't hearing any of it. I only nodded that I would think about it, but I didn't have any intentions of lowering anyone's rent. Why would I? It's my money, my town. Especially now that I've turned down a juicy 20% increase because I refused to let my daughter be taken away from me. I didn't want to be in this group of people talking about nonsense, I wanted to be with my daughter. I excused myself from the group when I noticed Belle sitting alone at a table watching her classmates dance.

"Well we've been here for an entire hour." I said walking to her at the table "And I don't think we've had our first dance yet." I held my hand out to her. "Care to dance… Miss. Gold?"

She nodded and placed her hand in mine. "I would love to."

We found an unoccupied spot on the dance floor. It almost felt like we were the only two in the room as the soft flow of music begins to play. Our gaze never breaking as she places a hand in mine, my hand was at her waist. I took lead as we danced to the sultry new-age ballet, our feet moved in perfect sync to rhythm of the song. I chuckled when Belle looked down at her feet. She couldn't believe how they were moving so gracefully. I twirled her and her golden dress bloom around her like a beautiful evening primrose. When she was came back into my embrace it felt like a dream. I didn't know where I was leading her in our dance but she was happy to follow. Before we knew it the next song was playing and then another. We continued like that until the school dance ended and it was time to go.

In the limo leaving the dance, she was resting in my embrace with her head on my chest from, what I would call, a successful night at the dance. She was playing with my black tie, flapping it against my shirt in a playful way, even adding sound effects. I watched her sit up in her seat to look out the window when we passed our street.

"The driver missed our street Rumple."

"I know."

"Then where are we going?"

"I have a surprise for you love."

We pulled up to the large building with a clock in its tall tower. Belle and I exited the limo and I went to unlocked the doors to the building. I held the door open for her to walk in before flipping on the lights. Four corridors stretched as far as the eye could see. Each corridor was line with shelves filled with a variety of different colored books.

"A library?" She wandered around the large room in amazement. "I never knew it was a library under the clock tower."

"It's been closed since before you were born. I wanted to wait until you've graduated high school-" I felt myself babbling on like I was her father. I exhale to relax myself. "It's yours Belle."

"The whole library?" She said thumbing through a book before closing it to look towards me for reassurance.

I chuckled at her astonishment. "Yes of course. You can do what you like with it." I walked over to her and put the key into her hand, still keeping my hands wrapped around hers. "It's all yours. You've made me so happy this past month. I just want to show you how much I appreciate you."

"You didn't have to." She said, reluctantly bowing her head. I gently cupped her chin to lift her gaze to mine.

"I know that Belle, but I wanted to." I said sincerely before placing a kiss on her lips.

She practically leapt into my embrace, wrapping her arms around my neck tightly. I closed my eyes and inhaled her scent before enveloping her in my arms, picking her up to hold her snug against me.

"Thank you Daddy, I love it so much."

"It will take a lot of work to get it up and ready but we can worry about that after you've graduated-."

Before I could say any more her lips were on mine and i instantly knew what she needed. I placed her feet back on the ground but our lips remained locked. She began pushing off the jacket of my suit and my hands found the zipper on the back of her dress. Once she was fully unclothed, I pinned her to one of the book shelves, picking her up so she would rest against my hips. Belle wrapped her small legs around my back, locking her ankles together for leverage. Her arms were fasten around my neck, carding her fingers through my hair. She gasp deeply in my mouth when her inhibitions faded from her as I entered the wetness between her thighs. One by one, the books began to tumble to the floor, hitting the ground with a thud as I thrusts inside my daughter against the flimsy bookshelf.

While making love to Belle in her library, I made another promise to myself, to stop caring about how wrong it was to be with my daughter. We both wanted it, why deny it from ourselves and live the rest of our lives in awkward misery. I wouldn't let that happen. I couldn't let her live like that. If Belle wants to be with me, then she shall. It was as simple as that.

In the next chapter, Belle will be in high school.

-RL