"Fairy Tales always have a happy ending.' That depends... on whether you are Rumpelstiltskin or the Queen." ~ Jane Yolen

Chapter Three

Belle dropped the sheer hospital gown to the floor as Mr. Gold was filling the bath. She stood there entirely naked as he turned to look at her. "How about some bubble bath?" he was asking.

His mouth suddenly dropped open. He was staring at his love in her true, exquisite beauty. He couldn't take his eyes off her sweetly rounded curves.

"Some bubble bath would be nice," she answered as she looked at him with innocence.

He nearly dropped the whole bottle into the water as he quickly poured it out. He wasn't looking at the bottle. He only had eyes for Belle.

"Rumpel, why do you look at me that way?" she asked.

"What way?" His voice was a tiny grumble.

"As if you want to eat me," she replied.

"Because I do, dearie," he told her.

"I bet that would feel good," she stated. Very carefully, she climbed into the tub.

He watched her every movement. His eyes never left her body as he watched her sinking into a TON of bubbles.

Belle giggled sweetly, her voice warming his heart. "So many bubbles," she said happily. She gathered some into her hand. She blew on them gently, so they landed on Mr. Gold.

The bubbles burst, soaking his shirt. "Ahhh, you've gotten me wet now," he said.

Belle smirked. Her nipples were being caressed by the tiny bubbles as she was soaking in the marble tub. The feeling was so delicious.

"Perhaps you should join me?" she suggested. "I would wash your... "

She paused, giving him a sweet, sexy smile. "I could wash your back for you," she finished.

"It's a deal," he said. He didn't need any further invitation. He began to drop his clothes to the floor.

Belle watched, seeing him undressing. Now it was her turn to gaze at him in wonder. He was lean and magnificent. Belle lost her breath as every inch of the man she loved was revealed. He was naked now... and thrillingly aroused.

When he was finished, he saw that she was staring at him in his full, naked physique. "Do you see the object of your desire?" he asked.

He approached the tub stealthily as if he didn't want to startle Belle with any sudden movement. As he came closer, Belle realized she was blushing.

"Yes, I do," she answered.

Her eyes had never left Rumple's body. As he climbed into the tub, taking a seat behind her, she found herself settling between his legs. She lay her head back against his chest. A little sigh fell from her lips as she began to relax. It was comforting, being this close to him. She knew he'd never harm her. He was her love... and her protector.

He reached for a wash cloth that was resting on the edge of the tub. He dipped it into the sudsy water, lightly caressing Belle's soft flesh with the cloth. She looked down, seeing it resting against her right breast.

"Rumpel?" she whispered.

"Hmmmm," he responded gruffly.

"Did you ever want to do this... bathe with me, back when we lived at the Dark Castle?"

"Yes," he admitted. "I wanted to bathe with you... and more."

"Why didn't you?"

"Because I was a fool and a coward," he stated.

With each word, he rubbed the soft cloth over her tender breasts. Her pink nipples became hard little points of desire. She squirmed against him a bit, trying to get closer. Very easily, he awakened her desires.

"When you kissed me, I pushed you away," Gold continued speaking. "But I should have made you stay. I should have carried you to my bed... I should have made sweet love to you..."

His words trailed away and the cloth slipped lower. It stroked each of her curves, leaving no part of her untouched. When he reached the apex of her thighs, Belle suddenly sprang into action. "Rumpel, I need..." She turned around quickly, sloshing great amounts of water over the edge of the tub and onto the floor. She moved in close, facing him and pressing herself against his naked body.

"What do you need, my Belle?" he asked as he stared adoringly into her eyes.

"Will you make love to me?" she questioned. As she spoke, her hands were on him, gliding over his chest, tracing every ridge and scar. As her small hands roamed lower, toward his waist, he stopped her. He couldn't take much more of this erotic play.

"We have to stop now," he said in warning.

"Why? I don't want to stop."

"We should continue this ... in the bed." And with those words, he left the tub and lifted her up into his arms. Belle was breathless. She was completely naked and in his embrace. He was carrying her away to make love to her.

She was wet from the bath as he strode into the bedroom. Very gently, he lay her down upon his bed. "This is your bedroom now, Belle," he said. "Yours and mine. You are going to stay with me forever."

"I will never leave you again," she whispered. "I am yours forever."

"And I am yours."

She curled up on the surface of his bed, beckoning him with her eyes. "I want you, Rumpel. I've waited so long."

"Then I will not leave you waiting." He lowered himself into her arms. He lay next to her, gently stroking her skin. She felt his kisses, warm and moist against her neck. Then she felt his teeth. They appeared to be marking her.

"Rumpel," she gasped when he bit her.

He only chuckled as his nibbles slid down her body. When he got to her breasts, he cradled them softly, his fingertips tracing over the tender buds.

Belle let out a deep, gasping breath. Everything he was doing to her was causing her to quake in delight. She was arching to his touch as his hands explored her silky skin.

"Belle..." Gold groaned as her body moved against his. His erection was growing. It was so large and throbbing, it ached.

"I need-." Before he could get the words out, Belle was responding.

"I think I know what you need, Rumpel."

She reached out, grasping his cock. It was thick and velvety. She marveled at his size.

She fleetingly thought, *Will it fit?*

Before she lost her courage, she brought him to her entrance, urging him inside. "I need you, Rumpel. Make me yours."

When he hesitated, she urged, "Do it now."

As their gazes locked, he pushed forward, entering her body inch by inch. Her breathing seemed to stop as he filled her completely, tearing through the barrier of her innocence as he made her his.

"Belle?" Gold spoke, pausing a moment to let her body adjust to his size.

There was only a hint of discomfort as she urged him to continue. "I am fine," she stated. "Don't stop."

His desire was blazing as her silken walls encased him. He guided her hips, encouraging her to meet his thrusts. She clung to him, lost in the sensation of each of his entries.

~*~o~*~

At the mayor's mansion, Regina once again sought the services of her Magic Mirror. "Mirror, mirror on the wall..." she commanded. "Show me what Rumpelstiltskin, The Dark One has planned for me."

The view inside the mirror was hazy. Regina couldn't see anything, just blurred and obscure images. "What the HELL is that?!" she gripped. "Show me IMMEDIATELY what Rumpelstiltskin and Belle are up to!"

To please Regina, the Magic Mirror began to register an image. Regina gasped when she saw Gold and Belle naked. They were making love upon a bed.

"They are fucking!" Regina screamed, starting to freak out and hyperventilate. "True love's kiss is one thing... but what is this?! True love's FUCK?"

The image of Sidney's face suddenly appeared in mirror. He was laughing hysterically at Regina's reaction to the passionate lovemaking between Gold and Belle. "Stop that incessant laughing!" Regina exclaimed. "Everyone in Storybrooke is in love... OR having sex! Everyone but me!"

"Tsk... tsk! Poor thing," the mirror taunted in a crooning voice.

"Shut up! Or I will shatter you to pieces and throw you outside in the trash can!" she threatened.

"Go ahead!" said the mirror. "You'll have seven years of bad luck if you do... and you can't afford anymore bad luck."

~*~o~*~

"Rumpel!" Belle suddenly screamed. She was floating on a cloud of ecstasy. Her whole body was aflame as the rocking of his hips brought her to climax.

Knowing that Belle had reached her summit, Gold gave his final thrusts, spilling himself inside her. Holding her close, he gazed into her bright blue eyes. "I love you, Belle," he said.

"I love you, too," she said as she felt him withdraw from her.

She winced a little, but when he looked at her in concern, she tenderly caressed his face. "Don't worry. I am not made of fine china."

"Like our chipped cup?" he said with a tiny smile.

He lay next to her as she pressed herself against his naked chest. "I love our chipped cup," she said.

"For years, it's been my favorite possession."

"There is great magic in something so beloved."

"I think you and I just made our own magic."

Belle's eyes sparkled at his words. She kissed his chest as she snuggled closer. "Rumpel, speaking of magic... we need to talk about Regina."

His brow crinkled as a muscle twitched in his cheek. "Must we?"

"Yes," said Belle. "I want to find Tinkerbelle tomorrow. I am going to ask for her assistance to help Regina locate her true love."

"Belle-," Gold started to protest.

"Everyone deserves a happy ending."

"Even the Evil Queen?"

"Especially the Evil Queen. If she has someone to love her and make her happy, she will change. I know that she will."

Rumpel wasn't so sure, but he did not argue with Belle. He knew that she was determined to play the matchmaker. That is why he loved her so much - Belle could see the good in anybody. "Alright then," he said with a sigh. "Tomorrow I will have a talk with Snow and Charming about the Regina problem. But to be honest, I would rather spend my time making love to you."

"We have till the morning..." Belle said with a little giggle.

"Are you sure?" he teased. "You do want to be able to walk in the morning."

She laughed softly as she nibbled his neck. She whispered kinky-nothings in his ear, igniting his desire. "We've waited a long time to be together like this," she reminded. "Let's not waste a single moment."

"We won't," he promised.