This chapter contains sexual content. I don't believe that this chapter would make this story an M rated one. It's a very strong T rating for this chapter. For those that don't like this type of content please wait for my next chapter. For everyone else please enjoy and review. As you all know I own nothing of OUAT.

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Enchanted Forest

Familiar sounds echoed in the hallway that brought Rumplestiltskin out of his thoughts. It had been two weeks since he last saw her and he hoped that he had not changed too much in that time. After his fingernails his eyes were the next thing to revert back. They seemed so inhuman to him now and began to understand some of the fear that they inspired in people. Each day it was harder for him to look in the mirror and see what he was reverting back into. He never thought of himself as vain but his years as Gold influenced how he perceived himself. The people of Storybrooke feared him but women enjoyed looking at him, from a distance of course.

He saw the many failed and clumsy attempts of young men copying his look to impress younger women whom they caught watching him. One young man went so far as to get a cane and go to the prom in a cheaply made suit. He bumped into the young man on the way home from his shop at Granny's. The young man came face to face with him and went ghost pale.

Rumplestiltskin commented that he forgot the gold tooth. That young man never showed his face in Granny's for a month after that but was the most popular teenager of the prom. Too bad the process was repeated for 28 years.

His thoughts were brought back to the present when he saw Emma standing at the doorway. She saw that his eyes had changed into something reptilian. The shame he felt was not lost on her and she reached out to face and kissed him between the bars.

He kissed back hungrily desperate for human contact. They pulled away and it was then he noticed that she was wearing a deep burgundy leather fitted coat over a black dress with very few frills.

"I have to say that I very much approve of the wardrobe change. Only you could look this good while pregnant."

Emma smiled, pleased that he enjoyed the view. "I have something for you. The guards were not happy that I brought it in and said that it would be reported to Blue." She pushed the narrow box through the bars and Rumplestiltskin opened it instantly. "I wasn't sure what your tastes are here but I am very sure that you would enjoy this for now."

He was holding a couple of pairs of leather pants and shirts of rich silk. The shirts were of darker reds and blues and one black that she was looking forward to seeing on him. "You've no idea how happy this makes me. The style is very appropriate for this world. Not every man could pull these off you know."

"You're not every man." Emma said seductively.

"And you're not every woman. Having your own place looks good on you. There would be no way you would be able to wear that in the castle." Rumplestiltskin scoffed.

Emma wasn't going to allow him to bring up her parents today. "Put the clothes on."

"Someone may come by and see me." The words were spoken with a glint of humour in them. "It would be highly inappropriate."

She stepped up to the bars of the door and pressed up to them. Rumplestiltskin grabbed her belly and felt their child kick. "There's a little present under these skirts. What to see what it is?"

A hand reached up behind her head and pulled her closer. His lips were only an inch from her ear when he whispered huskily, "You are a wicked woman, Emma."

"You've been an influence in that area. Now go hunting."

He placed the boxes of clothes carefully on the ground then reached down and pulled up her skirts. His hands slowly stroked up her legs feeling the softness of her skin. He felt around her thighs and rounded bottom then finally to the thatch of hair where he realized where his search will begin.

"Truly wicked woman." He reached his hands in past the fine curls and began his movements.

Emma grabbed the bars of the door and moaned. "Dig a little deeper." She said half moaning the words out.

He continued with his fingers movements. "I want to explore this territory first. I like the reaction I am getting in my pursuit." His fingers did their work and he could feel that she was close to the edge. "I'll need you to spread your legs if you want me to explore further."

She knew her legs were held tightly together and she slowly obliged trying to rub herself against him to gain relief.

"Ah, ah you'll have to wait for that. I have some further exploring to do." Rumplestiltskin laughed while looking into her eyes.

Emma looked deeply into his while gripping the bars of the door, surprised by how smooth dragon teeth are. His eyes were piercing and she wanted to be devoured by them.

He saw that look in her eyes and shuddered in delight. It was the first time she had fully surrendered to him. It was more than lust, it was a trust in him that could only be earned. He was turning into a monster and she loved him still.

Rumplestiltskin reached in further surprised how prepared she was for him. He had to close his eyes when he felt something in an area that was supposed to only hold him. His fingers struggled to take a hold of the object as it was a little slicker than normal.

He pulled it out of her blessedly warm core and went back to finishing off his previous endeavour. Emma was more than ready and pulled his head to the bars and kissed him as she felt the climax of his efforts.

The object was a corked glass vial with a rolled up piece of paper. "My, my there must be something to this for you to have to hide it in such a...secretive location."

"Open it after I go and away from the door." Emma looked away thinking that she heard something but dismissed it. "Now, how about you change for me."

He stepped back and picked up the box from the floor and smiled. Stepping closer to the bars he grabbed her hands and pulled them through. "Undress me first."

A wide smile played on her lips and her hands went under his shirt and slowly lifted the top over his head. Next her hands moved down and disappeared beneath the hem of his pants. The tie was undone and she was surprised they hadn't fallen off his small frame.

"It seems that part of me is at attention, looking for some."

Her hand went to the wanting member and she slowly began her attentions. She lifted the material to let the fabric fall to the floor. He moaned and reached out for her while still holding the vial in his hand.

Rumplstilstkin wondered how she could manipulate him for so long, knowing just the right moment to stop just before the point of no return.

Emma was thoroughly enjoying the lust in his eyes and knowing that few women could enjoy him in such a way. He was hers just as much as she was his despite the bars that separated them now. He was very close and she stopped her movements. Opening his eyes he realized were closed he saw her kneel down as he pulled him to the bars. He pressed as close as he could and she took him into her mouth. Oh, how he wished she was with him each night.

This wasn't normally her favourite act of lovemaking but she enjoyed how powerless the man became when she did this. Never had she seen him so vulnerable before and she had to admit to herself that she enjoyed the power it gave her over him.

When he was done and she stood up he couldn't help but kiss her tasting himself on her lips.

"You are mine, Emma. It doesn't matter that I'm imprisoned. You are mine."

"And you are mine in return." Emma kissed back just as fiercely.

Rumplestiltskin broke from the kiss and door to put on the clothes Emma brought. They fit him perfectly and his whole demeanour was intensified. Now it seemed that anyone that stood on Emma's side of the door was the prisoner instead of him.

"I'll have to give you some boots to match, the shoes don't match the outfit."

"You read my mind, Dearie." His voice went up an octave and he closed his eyes in shame.

Emma knew something had happened. "Your voice changed a little. Please don't step away from me."

"I'm forgetting Emma. Gold is slowly fading away from me."

"I am not the same woman you met. Do you see me trying to help and save every person now? I am staying away from it all and allowing everyone to get into and out of trouble all by themselves." Tears were forming in her eyes. "I have no purpose here but to be a princess. I don't even know what a princess is supposed to do."

"They are used to build alliances between kingdoms. Their lives belong to their parents who then in turn sell off their children to build further alliances. Their slavery is a gilded cage." He leaned against the door and looked at her saddened eyes. "You will never marry because everyone knows whose child you carry. My influence can span beyond these walls and everyone knows it. Now, don't despair Emma, you can still be yourself and change things if you desire. There are many poor here that lost a lot returning here. Education is very lacking in those that are the servants in this realm. They don't complain because they don't remember. Or chose not to remember what they lost."

Emma wondered about a lot of things and this was one area that she tried to bring up with Snow and Charming before. They were too busy rebuilding the castle and their kingdom to think of the less fortunate. They cared but they saw no solution because they forgot there was one.

A spark of something woke in her and she smiled.

"You'll find your place here Emma." He wanted to ask about Henry as she had no idea about the mirror. "How is Henry adjusting to his new home?"

"Very well actually. He made a few friends that are in the town. They are over every day and has been teaching them how to read and write. I decided to allow them to be taught with him and their parents had no issues with it."

"I am pleased to hear that Henry has those his age to talk with." He heard footsteps in the distance. "I think you overstayed."

Emma rolled her eyes and she gave an exhausted sigh. "I am sure they made the crudest of stories up about what we were up to."

"Not crude enough, they have limited imaginations my dear. When we are together we'll do things that even Ann Rice and Fifty Shades would blush at."

Their laughter was interrupted by a guard that had his hood pulled down over his face. "I am sorry Princess, but your time is up." He looked over and realized that Rumplestiltskin was no longer wearing his prisoner clothes.

"Really, telling royalty what to do. I am sure you enjoy this job much more than working as a mechanic in Storybrooke. It was Rusty then. Here it's Andrew, the son of a captain of the guard that had a torrid affair with a bar wench. You came out nine months later and could only get this position because of the scandal it would cause. Don't know that your father's wife was known by the whole garrison before they got married."

Emma heard the whole story and Rumplestiltskin's voice was raised the whole time and took great pleasure in making the guard very uncomfortable.

The guard pulled back his hood and stood at the doorway. "Things are different now Rumplestiltskin."

"No, they're not. You are still the bastard child of a whore in this world. Tell me has your father accepted you as he did in Storybrooke?"

Andrew stopped and thought for a moment. A shiver of pain laced his eyes for a moment. "He forgot who he was there."

Emma wanted this to stop it was hurting the guard but she wanted to know how much the guard retained from Storybrooke. "Do you remember much of who you were?"

Andrew looked at her surprised she was speaking with him. "Only in fragments, like parts of a dream one remembers when one just wakes up."

"Do you want to be a guard or something else? I know you were very good at fixing things. I thought my car was done for a few times but you made sure it kept running." Emma wanted to see what he remembered.

It took a moment but then it came through. "All that was needed was a few replacement parts." He smiled remembering tinkering with the tools and the sounds of the garage and smell of grease.

"I think there's a better position for you. I'll come by tomorrow and tell you more about it." Emma was starting to put a few things together and knew that she had a lot of work ahead of her.

Andrew nodded. "Thank you but we really need to go."

Emma nodded in return knowing that it wasn't his fault he was given these orders. "Don't worry I am coming. I'll see you again."

Rumplestiltskin nodded in return and walked away from the door. He would never linger when there was someone present not worthy of his attentions.

When he knew they were gone he stepped towards the door. "Come out Blue I know you are there. If Emma wasn't so distracted she would have sensed you. She almost caught you." He held back his traditional giggle.

Blue revealed herself, flushed from embarrassment. "What is it that she gave you?"

The vial was in the pocket of his new pants and it was his. "You'll have to ask her and since you are not on her good side right now you'll have a difficult time getting an answer." He snaked his arms outside the door. "Enjoy the show?"

"You are planning something and I do believe a search of your cell is required."

Rumplestiltskin was enjoying every moment of this banter. "By all means enter and search all you like."

Blue was tempted to search the cell but she wouldn't dare enter by herself. Emma was breaking protocol and bringing things to Rumplestiltskin. "I'll have to report this to Snow and Charming. They'll have the cell searched and inquire about the contents of the vial."

"And I suppose the dirty little details about how she brought it in here will be reported as well."

"The king and queen have to know." There was some hesitation as she knew that things were never as simple as she wanted.

Rumplestiltskin knew there was doubt in her mind over this issue. "Emma is controlled by no one. Your rules do not guide her motivations. Now if you wish to enter this cell I'll show you what is in this vial."

Blue transformed into a full sized version of herself to face him. Her wings disappeared but she held onto her wand. "You think me so foolish as to trust you?"

He noticed that she kept three feet from the door as he was required to when doing magic.

"Then by all means report away." He stepped away from the door to stand directly in front of his window. He pulled out the vial and uncorked it. The small piece of paper revealed a spell that would allow him to enter her dreams. It would also allow her to enter his as well. A drop of his blood would seal the spell. The unfortunate thing is that it would only last for a week at most. But he'll take what he could get and was thankful for the contact with her. "Why, you cleaver wicked woman." He whispered to himself, no doubt that Blue heard something, thinking the worst.

"Tell me what you have!" Blue shouted from the door. She had to find out what it was. Accusing Emma would do very little good at this point as any attack on the Dark One would be an attack on her.

Rumplestiltskin decided to tempt the meddlesome fairy and made a show of pricking his finger on his quill and allowing the blood to drop onto the paper. The ink lifted from the page and he breathed it in, leaving the page blank.

He walked to the door and showed her there was no writing on either side of the paper. He crumpled it up and threw it to the floor just within the three feet of the door. "It's all yours to inspect."

Blue knew that the paper would show nothing and the only way to reveal the spell was to enter the cell and use a revealing spell. After an hour it would be useless. She needed to know what the spell was. There was too much damage done by that man to allow him to use magic again.

Rumplestiltskin stepped away from the door and walked to the window again. He knew Blue well enough to know that she was driven by emotions. Everything she does is motivated by emotions, logic is not a fairy trait.

There was no time and Blue knew there was a chance that she would be vulnerable in that cell. She had to keep away from that door at all times while in there. There was the chance that he was able to use a limited amount of magic away from the door.

"You have doubts, dearie?" He mocked from the doorway.

Blue stepped away from the door and entered the cell with a wave of her wand. She was five feet away from Rumplestiltskin with her wand at the ready.

He smiled at her and uttered one of his giggles. "Welcome to my humble abode that you so generously gave me. No, that was Emma's doing. If you had your way I would be rotting in that pit you housed me in before."

Blue could feel magic in the air that wasn't hers and she realized her mistake instantly. Before she could react he held her in place. "How...is this...possible?"

"As long as I don't get too close to the walls or that door I am free to use my magic."

Blue watched helpless as he turned from her to retrieve something from his dresser. It was a yellow rose with a very short stem.

He waited a long time for this and it would be a wonderful bit of justice when this was completed. "You were the only one that never feared me. I had no influence over you other than the rent in Storybrooke. With this rose you'll never be able to track or sense my magic ever again. That's because you'll start using some of my magic without knowing it. Oh and don't even think of trying to take it off." He weaved the stem beautifully into her dress making it look a part of the design.

Blue realized what he was going to do to her. "You're forcing me to blend our magic!" She shouted out in pain doing her best to resist his magic that was slowly fading around her. "I'll lose my wings and become mortal!"

"Oh, there are worse things to be. How about a father who lost his son and manipulated a whole realm to see him again only to lose him in another bloody curse!"

He released her from his grip and she fell to the floor. She backed away afraid to use her own magic as it would blend in with hers sealing her fate. Her hands reached up to the rose and grabbed at it. She yelped in pain as tiny thorns spiked up and pricked her fingers.

It thrilled him to no end watching her back away from him in fear. Blue stood up again and yelled out. "Guards!"

He laughed out loud. "How are they to get in here, Dearie? Nothing but fairy magic can get in or out of here."

"How is this possible? You are prevented from doing anything to escape."

His hand snaked around to the back of her head and grabbed her hair. "I am not trying to escape. A little loophole I discovered. I've always been good at finding them."

She fought back trying to push him away from her, tears starting to fall from her face. He was enjoying every moment of her distress. He pulled her closer to him with their faces only inches apart. "You feel that distress? You feel helpless? That is how I felt when I lost my son! He was the only thing that ever mattered to me and it was because of you I lost him!"

"You lost him because you wanted power! All you had to do was follow him, you coward!"

His grip on her hair tightened. "I never wanted to harm anyone, ever. But all you see is what you want to. The Dark One before me was tortured with this power and wanted nothing more than to be free of it. I could have torn this land apart but I didn't. I ended the Ogre war. I helped prevent millions from starvation because the nobility you are so determined to protect ignores the very people that they were born to protect. Why do they get mercy over the ones that truly suffer?!

"Why was it when I first gained my power you never told me what a burden it would be to have such power? Never interfered with the man who held the previous Dark One as a slave and used him to cause more harm than the Ogres. I did that and ended the war in a day. What did you and your lot do?"

Rumplestiltskin let go of her and stepped back.

Blue refused to leave. "I'll stay here until the other fairies arrive. They'll get me out of here and I'll find a way to rid myself of your curse."

"That could be a while as the guard only passes by here every few hours or so. Imagine the fun we could have during that time."

"You won't do a thing to harm me." This time Blue fought back. "Emma would understand you manipulating my magic as she sides with you on giving your son that magic bean. But to hurt me beyond that she won't be pleased. Every mother looks for a good father for their children. Outright cruelty is not on that list of virtues."

Rumplestiltskin knew that he had to be careful. The dark magic he possessed was always on the edge waiting to heighten his negative aspects. "I could have been far harsher than I was in Storybrooke. I could easily kill you now but I won't. There was a time I truly believed that I was a monster. Two women in my life proved me wrong on that front. I am no monster and have a capacity for a great deal of love. You can only view love on such a limited scale. That is what makes you so weak."

Blue knew that Rumplestiltskin was going to win this round. "Surely you are willing to make a deal to remove this curse."

Her surrender was a very sweet victory. "You have nothing that I want and I know you are unwilling to help me in any of my plots and scheming."

She fell to the floor defeated. Once she used her magic, even once, she would never be able to return to the fairy realm again. She had to be pure with not an ounce of dark magic in her. "Because of you I'll never be able to return to my home again."

"You're just delaying the inevitable and providing me with some truly enjoyable entertainment. I'll enjoy hearing about your fall from grace."

Blue got up from the floor. "You know when I become mortal I'll have a thirst for revenge. I want you to know I've never had any ill will towards you. I am a fairy and am incapable of hate. I've only ever feared the outcomes of your actions. I hope you will stop me from going too far when I plot vengeance against you."

A twinge of guilt shivered through him. He knew that the fairies were the purest of all creatures and doing this to Blue was as close to desecration as one could get in this realm. "I want you to know that you are the only fairy I would do this to. But not for the reason you think."

She caught it. "You don't want to do this do you? Tell me what you need Rumplestiltskin. Why do you need me to be human?"

"So you can help me free my son from the curse he's under."

"Someone with human emotions and understanding of fairy magic."

He nodded.

Blue looked at the door and sighed. She had no choice but to leave and have his magic blend with hers. She waved her wand and transported herself from the cell. As soon as she was transported the rose fell from her dress and turned to dust.

Rumplestiltskin went to the door and watched the results of his work. Blue attempted to transform herself to her fairy form with wings but couldn't. "I lost my wings." She turned and left not wanting Rumplestiltskin to see her tears.

He smiled for he had won.

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