A/N: This chapter is for the lovely Kris. Sorry if my cliffhanger sucks, but I need a good cliffhanger to get all of my readers wanting more! Hoping you are all safe and warm!
Love, Joanne.
His hand soothingly rubbed my slick folds, exciting me further. "Oh yes," I moaned softly, my hips grinding into his touch.
"You like that?" asked Mr. Gold in a husky voice.
"Yes," I gasped as his hand rubbed faster.
"Tell me, dearie," said Mr. Gold as he plunged two fingers deep inside me, pumping them faster and faster into me. "How bad do you want me to fuck you right now? How bad do you want me deep inside you?"
"Oh Gold!" I cried as I came as he continued his relentless pleasuring. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW!"
"You didn't say please," said Mr. Gold teasingly as he continued to make my toes curl.
"PLEASE MR. GOLD!" I screamed. "OH GOD, PLEASE FUCK ME!"
"That's all I wanted to hear," growled Mr. Gold. I felt his soft, velvety head stroke my slit teasingly, and soon, he was thrusting into me with such a vigor I had to hold on to the sides of the bed. "Oh Belle. Beautiful, tight, wet, and soft Belle…"
I was helpless to his will as he pounded into me with a frenzy, and soon the two of us found our release as Mr. Gold spurted deep inside me, filling me. "C-can you untie me?" I asked shakily. "Please, sir?"
"I don't know if I should," said Mr. Gold as he clapped twice, and the lights came on. "I think I like you in this position. Bound and naked for my pleasure."
Belle set a plate full of meats and cheeses in front of the Caballero sitting in front of her in her master's chair. She sliced him a thick piece of freshly baked bread, and watched the knight comically eat with his helmet still on. "Would you care for some wine?" asked Belle politely.
"If you would be so kind, lady," said Don Quixote. Belle poured him a goblet full, and the knight from Spain drank deeply. "If I may be so bold, what is your name, lady?"
"My name is Belle," said the beauty. "And I am just a servant in Rumplestilzkin's castle."
The Caballero nearly fell off his seat. He sputtered and clanked, looking about the room nervously. "My dear Don Quixote, what is the matter?" asked Belle, wondering why the strange man was acting even more strangely.
"I know all about that beast!" bellowed Don Quixote as he drew his sword. "HO! This must be my quest brought down before me by God himself so I may continue to show my Lady Dulcinea, flower of my heart, that I am so worthy of her love!"
"Please, calm down and have some more to eat," said Belle, trying to calm the seemingly irrational knight.
"I will vanquish this beast, and return you back to your kingdom!" vowed Don Quixote. "And in doing so, show myself most worthy of my Lady's love! Wait until that dirty, filthy beast returns to his castle! I'll slay the monster from limb to limb! He'll wish he had never met the likes of Don Quixote! Man of La Mancha!"
"Please!" Belle begged. "Please, it is not necessary to rescue me. I am here willingly. And Rumplestilzkin is not a monster or beast. He's my friend."
"Good lady," said Don Quixote kindly. "He has got you under his spell. He is part monster, part warlock. It is not your fault you are confounded, that beast has you under his spell and clutches."
"I am not confounded!" said Belle angrily. "I am of very sound mind! Now, if you do not sit your metallic ass down and finish your drink and meal, I will be forced to kick your stupid ass out the door!"
Don Quixote sat down mumbling to himself how he could not hurt or fight a woman, and began to finish eating and drinking. Belle cleared his utensils, and just as she turned around, she saw Don Quixote draw his sword. "DRAW YOU KNAVE!" he bellowed to Rumplestilzkin, who seemed to have appeared out of thin air. "Stay back, lady, I will vanquish the evil one!"
"I prefer my correct titled," growled Rumplestilzkin. "I am the DARK ONE, not the evil one you Spanish twit!" His hands waved before him, and a sword appeared suddenly, and the two of them became engaged in battle.
"Please stop!" begged Belle, tears coming to her eyes. "Rumplestilzkin, please stop!"
"Good lady, peace!" bellowed Don Quixote. "I will save you!"
"Oh, so it's like that?" asked Rumplestilzkin as he parried a blow. "My little Belle wants to be free eh?"
"No!" exclaimed Belle. "It wasn't like that! You have to believe me!"
"HAH!" cried Don Quixote as he slashed Rumplestilzkin in the shoulder. The Dark One chuckled darkly, and waved his hand, mending the torn flesh.
"You cannot kill me," smirked the imp as he quickened his blows. "But I can surely kill you!"
"STOP!" pleaded Belle, blocking Don Quixote's body with her own. Rumplestilzkin held his sword aloft, waiting to give the death blow, but the beauty had halted him just in time. "Please, let him go free."
"How did this idiot get into my castle?" hissed Rumplestilzkin angrily.
"I let him in," said Belle defensively. "He was tired and hungry, and I thought he could spend the night."
"Well, you thought wrong," growled Rumplestilzkin. "You will pay for what you have done. For your sake, you should be so honored that I did not gut you when you decided to defend this pathetic Spaniard!"
"You would tell a starving and weary traveler to take a hike?" cried Belle. "Then you are what he said you are. You are a monster!"
Rumplestilzkin's hand rose as if to strike the beauty. "YOU CANNOT STRIKE A LADY!" shouted Don Quixote from behind Belle.
"Get out of my castle," said Rumplestilzkin in a dangerous tone. "Take your pathetic donkey, and leave."
Trembling, Don Quixote walked quickly out of the castle, saddled up Rocinante, and galloped away as quickly as he could. Rumplestilzkin turned on the beauty that stood defiantly before him. "So, you now think me a beast?"
"I defended you from him, and you proved me wrong!" shouted Belle angrily. "I told him I was content here, that I was here by CHOICE! But now I see I was wrong all along…" Tears filled Belle's eyes. "I cannot stay here with you. I cannot look at you another minute!"
The beauty pushed past the Dark One and ran towards the door, out to the grounds, and into the dark forest, hoping he would not chase after her and bring her back.