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Gold

I've never been much of the jealous type. I had money, power, and a beautiful wife. Most men became envious towards me. That was until Belle started to date Gaston. I hated everything about him, His looks, his youth, his carefree take on life. Most of all I hated how much he cared for my Belle. I knew Belle didn't feel the same way about him, she would tell me all the time he was only for show, but it still made me jealous that this boy could take my lover out into the world and proclaim her as his girlfriend. She was mine.

Belle and Gaston have been dating for almost a year now. And I've tried so hard to ignore my growing jealousy. But I couldn't. Not when she started going to his basketball games and talking regularly about him to her mother. Belle even began going on double dates with him and her friends. She saw him as a friend and has even tried to invite him over to meet me and my family. I refused it. Why the hell would I want to? He was an illusion. A farce set in place to keep me and my daughter together. Meeting this teenager wouldn't change my mind about him.

"What's on your mind?" Belle asked pulling away from my lips and sitting up on my lap.

"Nothing." I didn't want to talk about it. Hell, it upset me just thinking about it.

"Come on Rumple I know you far better than that. See these worry lines?" She runs her finger above my brow. "That tells me you're thinking way too hard about something."

I couldn't help but sigh as I gave in. "Belle you know how much I love you. But you've been staying out later then usual when you're out with your friends. I'm beginning to get-"

"Jealous?" She said cutting me off.

"Certainly not. I was going to say worried."

"Worried? I'm just hanging with friends Rumple."

"And Gaston."

"Gaston is my friend too, remember?"

"Not to him. He thinks of you as his girlfriend. He can take you out to the movies and on dates. I can't do any of those things with you."

"And that's what has you worried." Belle said shaking her head before latching on to my shoulders and looking me in the eyes. "I don't care about those things. I only do those things so it would be apparent to others. What matters is what's on the inside. And with Gaston I feel nothing."

"I- I just wish you break up with this teenager. I'm not able to handle it anymore."

"Oh like I've been handling you and Cora." Belle huffed before crossing her arms, still sitting above me.

"That's different sweetheart. You know it is."

"How is it different?"

"She's my wife."

"Stop calling her that!" Belle exclaimed almost in anger. Belle hated when I called Cora my wife. She felt like by me using the term I was placing Cora on a higher, impassable pedestal.

"Okay, but the fact still remains that I'm stuck with her."

"That's only because you choose to be. You can divorce Cora and then we can be together."

"She's done nothing wrong in my marriage other than start pointless arguments. Besides if I did, she would request custody over you and I would truly lose everything. I can't divorce her."

"Well then I'm not breaking up with Gaston." She said with a small shrug of her shoulders. "He's my friend and I won't hurt him. It's bad enough that I'm stringing him around now."

"Or you could just be keeping a door open for a way out."

"A way out? Seriously?" She groaned.

I shrugged my shoulders indifferently. Belle was probably just keeping this boy around in case we didn't work out or when she became bored of fucking her father.

"I'm not looking for a way out Rumple." She said interlacing her fingers with with mine. "I'm looking for a way for us to be together. And it seems like I'm the only one putting forth any effort into it."

She's right I wasn't, it just didn't seem possible.

"If an opportunity for us to be together should ever arise, I promise you Belle, I will take it. Deal?" I said placing a kiss on her hands that rested in mine.

"Deal." She said with a smile.

We shook on it. I wanted to be with Belle as much as she does with me. But she's my daughter. She didn't understand what she wanted. There is no way for a father and daughter to be together happily. I have other children too. What would they think of their father dating their youngest sister? They would think me a monster and I didn't want to lose any of my children's love.

"I think you've been holding out on me." Belle said detailing my chest with her fingers.

"What makes you say that?" I asked watching her as her eyes followed her fingers.

"Well we only make love in one position and Ruby told me there's more than one."

"Yeah there's a variety."

"Can- can you show me one?" My daughter queries before biting her bottom lip.

There have been plenty of times when I wanted to just flip Belle over and enter her from the back like a feral animal. To just forget that she was my daughter and fuck her within an inch of her life. But I couldn't. That's why we always had sex in missionary. So I could look at her and know that she was my daughter.

"I don't wanna lose control when I'm with you."

"But that's exactly what I want you to do. Lose control daddy. You told me you were going to show me everything."

"What is it specifically you want to know?"

"Well there is something I've been wanting to try, but I don't know if I would do it properly." She said almost in abashment.

"And what's that my love?" I said wanting to encourage her. It was such a turn on that my daughter wanted me to teach her more about her promiscuity.

"You know how you use your mouth? Ruby told me that girls can pleasure guys in the same way."

"You girls are 15 and 16 and shouldn't be talking about things like that while at school." These friends of hers were trouble, a good trouble, but I couldn't let Belle know that.

"I think it's exactly what we should be talking about. Can you show me how?"

"Belle you don't have to do that for me."

"Why not? You do it to me."

"I do it to you because I love the way you taste and how you shout my name when you come."

"Well let me return the favor."

I gave in to her. She was 15 now. Two years older than the first time we started this. She's learning more now, not only about sex, but about the world around her too and I'm not the kind of man to pass up a blowjob. Belle slowly begins to pull the covers down pass my hips to reveal the erection resting atop my stomach.

"So I'm just supposed to put it in my mouth?" She queries curiously before looking to me for guidance.

I chuckled lightly with a smirk. "Yeah," I held myself at the base so it wouldn't move while she was practicing. "But slowly." I murmured as she inched closer to my arousal. Belle languidly wraps her little mouth around my cock, keeping her tongue flat against my shaft. I used my hand to gently guide her head down just below the tip and back up. I felt my breathing shudder when she took my cock out of her mouth creating a popping sound.

"Mmm, so that's how it's done daddy. Just like how I do it using my hand?"

I nodded.

"But this time I want you to moan while I'm in your mouth." I husked.

She gives me a deviant smile before eagerly placing my cock back in her mouth. Belle was always a quick learner. She ran her hands up my torso using her soft fingers to caress me. I watched her looking up at me with precocious blue eyes while I was in her mouth that only reminded me that she was still my daughter. Her mouth was warm and wet and vibrating against my hardness as she moaned while stroking me with her mouth. I knew she couldn't take my whole length, so I let her play around the tip while I stroked my base. She slowly turns her head slightly with every bob of her making swear words spew from my lips. Her cheeks were hollowed from her suction and her lips even began to redden. My daughter's tongue swirled about my cock's head sending my head reeling back. But it was when she dragged her tongue over my slit did I almost lose all control. I ended her pursuit and pulled her up to me so I could taste my cock on her wet lips. While Belle was kissing me I felt her hand clasp around my erection trying to guide me into her wetness.

"I have to get something first." I groaned. I reached over to my night stand and fished around one of its draws unable to find with I was looking for. "Fuck!"

"What's the matter?"

"I'm out of condoms." I sighed deeply.

"Then let's just do it without one."

"I can't do that with you." I said while wincing at her suggestion. I needed some kind of barrier between us. She was still my daughter and as close as we were, we shouldn't be that close.

"Why not, can't you just pull out?"

"It's not that simple Belle."

"Rumple you can't leave me like this." She mewled.

"I can still use my mouth."

"No, I want you to fuck me daddy." She pleaded.

"I'm sorry Belle." I just couldn't, no matter how bad I wanted to.

I saw her think to herself for a moment. "Wait, I think I saw some in Regina's room."

"What!" I exclaimed in disbelief. "What is Regina doing with condoms in the house?"

"I don't know, probably for the same reason. I can sneak in her room and get us one."

"That's probably a bad idea Belle. What if she wakes up and sees you?"

"I've snuck into Regina's room plenty of times, be right back." She said before climbing down from on top of me.

Belle returned with the contraceptive rather quickly and she smile before handing it to me. I took her by the wrist and pulled her into bed with me.

"Aren't you a clever girl?" I whispered before taking her lips in mine, kissing her deeply as she cups my face in her warm hands

"I thought you knew already that daddy." She breathed against my lips.

A week passed and the weekend was here. Cora was off and we were watching television in our room. I'll admit while most people enjoyed the weekend, to be off and in the company of their families, I dreaded it. I just wanted the weekend to be over, so I could go back to what I felt was normal. Cora seemed more detached then usual today. I noticed all afternoon she's been very on edge about something. Hardly speaking to me or to Belle. As her husband I felt the need to address what she's been so tense about.

"Cora is everything okay?"

She exhales. "No, I'm a terrible mother."

"Regina's doing fine. She's almost completed nursing school. She's following in her mother's footsteps. You should be proud of her."

"It's not about Regina."

"Belle's attitude again? Dear we've been over this. She's a teenager going through puberty. That's just the way they are."

"No it's not that. I think Belle's been having sex." Cora said which cause heart to race.

Oh God this can't be happening. I thought I was doing everything right. Belle was always in bed hours before Cora returned from work, I always made sure the sheets were okay, and I even began airing out the bedroom so the aroma of our passion wouldn't linger.

"No, that isn't possible. Not my little girl."

"This morning, Regina told me one of her condoms was missing from an unopened box." My stomach dropped. I knew using that condom was a terrible idea.

"And you think it was Belle?" I inquired trying to seem surprised.

"Who the hell else could it be? It wasn't me or you."

"Then maybe it was Regina."

"She wouldn't get herself in trouble by revealing she has condoms to me, just to lie and get Belle into trouble. Rumple I know how much you want to believe Belle is this innocent sweet child, but she's 15 now and we didn't raise the boys at her school."

"So what should we do? We don't actually know she's having sex."

"I'm going to set her up an appointment for a pap smear at the professional building in the hospital."

"Wait. I thought a pap smear was for finding cervical cancer."

"The examination will also show if she's been sexually active."

"It's that Gaston boy. I knew it was a bad idea letting Belle date at such a young age." I said trying to throw the scent off of me.

"I agree and those friends of hers are no better. Have you seen the way that Ruby girl dresses?"

How could I miss it? I was picking up rent from her grandmother one evening. The young girl and her grandmother were arguing about curfew or something. On my way out of Ruby's grandmother's Inn, I felt her eyes on me. I turned to her and noticed how seductive she looked in her skimpy scarlet and white diner outfit. I'd be lying if I didn't admit that for a split second I wanted this young girl that was staring at me with so much longing. I felt like a predator, like a wolf, ready to pounce little red Ruby. I'm sure she wouldn't mind, I could easily tell what she wanted. Perhaps she wanted a daddy too. When I walked out the door, I turned back to glance at the Inn and chuckled to myself when I noticed Ruby watching me leave through the window of her grandmother's Bed and Breakfast.

"So what happens if the test comes back that she's having intercourse?" I asked nervously.

"I hate to do this but she may have to be put on birth control."

"Hold on a minute now Cora. Are you sure that's even safe for Belle? At least we know she's practicing safely by using condoms."

"Condoms aren't a 100% failsafe. I don't want another grandchild. Not this early, not with my youngest." She was unknowingly speaking to me. I wouldn't dare try to impregnate Belle. No matter how older she would become. She could be well in her 30's for all I care. I still would wear some form of protection to keep my seed from inside her.

"I agree. I don't want to see my babygirl pregnant. Regina was enough."

"I'll call Doctor Whale Monday morning to set up an appointment."

I only nodded. I had to agree. Cora was only being a mother. What else could I do? Demand Cora to stop being Belle's mother? I may have gotten away with this slip up, but how many more could I evade? I'm a clever man but I can't see into the future to know what situations should be avoided. The unknown terrified me and every day I woke up, I was living in it. It was a hard way to live but the only way I knew how. The only way to keep my daughter as my lover.

I was sitting on the couch with my trousers and boxer shorts pooled around my ankles as Game of Thrones played loudly in the background on my 80-inch television set. I wasn't watching it. I was too busy watching my cock vanish into her body as she rode me with such fierceness. Belle's hands were squeezing my shoulders as she uses them to brace herself. She was bravely taking all my length within her, setting a dizzying pace that I was desperately trying to keep up with. My hands were splayed underneath her backside, gripping her cheeks to bring some control to Belle's frantic pace.

"Oh Fucking Christ, I love riding my daddy's cock." She moaned.

"I can see that. What else do you love about daddy?" I rasped leaning in close to taste the skin at her collarbone.

"I love how you feel fucking me." She whimpered grinding against my hips. Belle loved using that nefarious word, and ever since I taught her to say it, I loved hearing it.

I reached between us to her wetness, parting her folds to rub her swollen clit. She's so sensitive there she gasped my name almost in a plea.

"And how about that? Does my daughter enjoy being tease while getting fucked?" I queried still snapping my hips into hers.

"Oh fuck! Yes daddy, keep playing with me I'm so close-" She cried out before being interrupted by a loud bang from my front door. I could see the bright glow of flashlights waving around my dark media room. I stood up suddenly almost knocking Belle to the floor. I wrapped a quilt from the sofa around her before pulling up my pants, trying best my best to conceal our shame from the trespassers.

"Storybrooke PD!" I heard the familiar deep voice shout before I had time to locate my shirt. It was too late, the shine from the flashlight hit my face, blindingly. Then suddenly the room lights were flipped on and I could make out the intruders.

"Mr. Gold." Sheriff Graham said aggressively stretching my arms behind my back. "You're under arrest for child molestation." He continued placing his handcuffs roughly around my wrists.

"No!" Belle screamed as Deputy Emma tries to hold her back from me. "Please don't take him away from me!" I saw Emma whisper into Belle's ear, trying to calm her down but seeing her father being dragged away was too much for her and her sobs broke me.

"You don't have a warrant to break into my home and arrest me!" I roared to the ignorant cops.

"Gold there's no denying it, we caught you in the act!" Emma pointed out before Graham escorts me outside to a police cruiser. Belle was still screaming, begging them not to take me away. In her emotional state trying and failing to convince them that I never hurt her and that she wanted me.

Sheriff Graham held up an arrest warrant for me to see. "No trying to lawyer your way out of this one Gold. We were able to obtain one when a doctor found your DNA inside your daughter during an examination." The sheriff said tightening the cuffs around my wrists and shoving me into the car. "You sick bastard, she's your daughter." Graham scorn before slamming the door.

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A gavel bangs three times on a hard wooden surface.

"Will the jury's foreperson please stand?" Judge Spencer said addressing the jury. "Has the jury reached a unanimous verdict?

"We have your honor. We the jury find the defendant Rumple Gold guilty." My hand flew to my chest to clutch my heart through my suit as the jury read their verdict. Each time the foreperson spoke it felt like a nail being hammered into my coffin.

"One count of child molestation." Bang!

"One count for child abuse." Bang!

"One count for sex with a minor." Bang!

"One count statutory rape." The final nail in my coffin.

"The jury is thanked and excused. Rumple Gold, I hereby sentence you to serve a minimum of 10 years for each counts of the jury's verdict. Serving no more than a maximum of a 40 years sentence. Court is adjourned." The judge said placing the illusionary tombstone on my grave, my life was over.

The judge slams the gavel down loudly again causing me to jump awake from my sleep like a thunderbolt, hyperventilating. I was drenched in a cold sweat. My hand was still clenching my chest just like in the dream as I tried to slow my heart's palpitations.

"Rumple what's wrong, you're shaking." Cora said waking up to hold me.

"I had a terrible nightmare." I said swallowing hard, trying to catch my breath.

"Must have been some dream, what was it about?"

"I don't remember dear." I lied. "I just don't wanna ever have it again." I never want to have another dream of me being taken from Belle never to see her again.

"How about I take your mind off it then?" Cora said before kissing the crook of my neck. I didn't really want to have sex with her, but unfortunately I need her. I needed her to comfort me. That dream was terrible and Cora was right, it did take my mind off it and I was able to go to sleep soundly, although unfulfilled.