Rumple was nervous. He had spent the night in Belle's bed and it had been the best night of his life. She had cuddled against him and he had held her close. He had spent a few hundred years bereft of human touch and he didn't think he needed it. But after these past few days in Belle's presence, he felt a need that he never knew existed in him. He wanted her to touch him. He didn't care how; he just needed to feel her touching him in some way. And even more shocking to him, he wanted to touch her.

He'd left her bed early, before she awakened, because he didn't know what else to do. He thought it would be easier to be gone and to act as though nothing was different. After all, was it really all that different? He didn't answer that question.

He found himself heading down to breakfast earlier than usual. He'd sit and read at the table until she was ready to serve him.

"Rumple!" Belle jumped slightly when she saw him there. "You're early. I was worried when you were gone this morning." She hurried over to him. "How do you feel? Is your head OK?" She moved closer. "Can I take a look?"

"I think I'm fine, Belle. Thank you. But please take a look if it makes you feel better."

Belle leaned over him and once again her breasts were almost pressed against his face. His mind immediately went to the night before and how he'd sucked on her nipples through the fabric of her nightgown. His cock hardened instantly. This was not good. The day was barely beginning and he was already in a state of extreme arousal. How was he going to get through the day?

Belle separated the hair on his head and thoroughly examined his scalp. Rumple could think of nothing but his mouth on her nipples. What he would give to tear her bodice open so that her breasts were bared to him and he could put his mouth on her naked flesh. He whimpered as her breast grazed his lips.

Belle pulled back. "Am I hurting you?" She looked seriously concerned.

"No, not at all, Belle." As much as he wanted her to continue to touch him, he knew that he was not going to be able to bear the strain of his arousal much longer.

"OK, then. I think your head looks much better. I don't see any bump. I'll finish getting breakfast ready." She caressed his cheek. "I do hope you'll rest a bit more today… just to be safe."

Rumple leaned into her caress and stifled another whimper. He could not get enough of her caresses.

Belle went off to get breakfast and returned within a few minutes. She served him his porridge and was about to leave. "Belle, why don't you join me? I think we should eat all of our meals together for now on."

Belle's heart skipped a beat. "I'd like that, Rumple." She was still reeling from the night before. Rumple had touched her and held her and kissed her head. She'd never felt so happy. She wanted him to touch her so badly. She needed that contact from him.

Rumple didn't say much during breakfast but she caught him staring at her whenever she looked up and he'd look quickly away. It made her smile to herself.

When breakfast was over Rumple forced himself to go to the tower. Part of him desperately wanted to be with Belle, but the other part of him knew that he needed to work on a potion. He had a deal that needed to be made the next day and he couldn't lose any more time following Belle around like a puppy begging for attention. Hmmmm… Is that what he was doing? He banished the thought from his mind and took his leave. "I'll see you at dinner tonight, Belle. No need to bring me lunch."

Belle felt disappointed. Even though she had been concerned about Rumple's well-being the day before, she had thoroughly enjoyed being with him and nursing him.

"Please don't overdo, Rumple." She moved close to him and ran her fingers through his hair.

Her touch almost made him lose his resolve. He grabbed her wrist and stroked it with his thumb. She gasped at the sensation it caused her and he quickly let go. "I liked that, Rumple. It was good."

He smiled a little smile at her. "Until dinner." He turned on his heels and disappeared from sight.

Belle didn't see Rumple again until late that afternoon. She kept thinking about him all day and how he'd finally had the courage to touch her. She wanted that to continue tonight.

Dinner finally arrived and Rumple appeared again. Belle felt a little thrill when she saw him and he seemed to be happy to see her too.

They had a pleasant meal. Rumple was talkative. He told her a bit about what he'd been working on and seemed enthralled when she spoke about her day. Considering that she hadn't done much except clean and cook, it made her want to giggle.

When they were done he asked her if she'd join him in the library.

She hesitated.

"What is it, Belle?"

"Would you help me wash my hair tonight, Rumple?" She didn't quite make eye contact with him.

He froze. What was she asking? "While you're bathing?"

"Yes. It's difficult to rinse all the soap out of my hair by myself." She ran her fingers through her hair and he thought about how those fingers felt when she ran them through his.

His cock hardened. She'd be naked in the bath and he'd be there with her. "As you wish, my dear." He hoped he didn't sound too anxious.

"Thank you." She smiled shyly at him.

When she finished her evening chores Rumple magically filled the tub in her bathroom with hot water. Belle went up ahead of him, added some bubbles to the water for modesty's sake, undressed and then lowered herself into the water. Rumple entered a short while later. He had removed his vest and boots and had rolled up his shirt sleeves.

He moved close to the tub. Belle was covered by bubbles, but her milky white shoulders were bare above the water. He wanted to kiss her shoulders and her neck. Instead, he began the process of washing her hair.

"Move up a little and lean back, Belle. I'm going to wet your hair."

She did as he asked and as she leaned back her breasts peeked above the surface of the water and he could see her nipples through the bubbles. His cock engorged faster than he thought possible. He couldn't take his eyes off of them.

"Is everything OK, Rumple?" He had stopped pouring the water over her hair.

"Yes." His voice was a rasp. "Your hair's almost all wet. One more pass and then I'll add the soap."

She arched her back further to lean her head back and her breasts were completely bared to him. He had to bite his tongue to suppress a whimper.

He forced himself to apply the soap to her hair and began massaging her scalp. She moaned with pleasure as he worked the soap through her hair. He loved how she reacted to his touch. Nothing pleased him or excited him more than hearing her moaning in pleasure. He thought he might come just from the pure ecstasy of touching her. She continued to let out little sounds as he massaged every inch of her scalp. He thought about what it would be like to touch her breasts. He moaned under his breath.

"That feels so good Rumple." She almost purred it.

He moaned again. "I'm going to rinse your hair now. Lean back again so that the water and soap don't get in your eyes." She leaned back and he feasted his eyes on her breasts. They were perfect little globes with plump pink nipples and he wanted to put his mouth on them now.

He finally finished rinsing her hair and she opened her eyes. She could see the bulge straining against his leather trousers.

"Help me tie my hair up. I don't want to get any soap in it while I bathe." She pointed to a ribbon lying on her vanity. He held her hair up for her while she fastened the tie around it. Her breasts were bared to him several times while she arranged her hair. His desire to touch her was now intense.

She looked up and smiled at him. "Would you like to help me bathe, Rumple?" She blushed as she said it and it made his cock even harder if that was possible.

"Yes." His voice was strangled.

"Good. Why don't you start with my back? I can't reach it myself."

His voice failed him. Belle handed him a soft cloth and he somehow managed to lather it up. He then began to slowly wash her back, starting at the shoulders and working his way down. "Mmmmmm…." Belle let him know how much she liked what he was doing. Belle's reaction encouraged him. He gently ran the cloth down her arms, down her throat, over her collarbone and onto her chest. He stopped just short of her breasts. "It's alright, Rumple. You can keep going."

He swallowed a whimper and very slowly ran the cloth over each of her breasts. Belle arched her back in response and let out a little moan. Emboldened by her response, he caressed her breasts through the cloth. He could feel her nipples hardening as he stroked them with his thumbs. Belle whimpered.

"Touch me." Her voice was low and desperate.

Rumple didn't shy away this time. He wanted to touch her more than he wanted to do anything. He dropped the cloth into the water and cupped her breasts in his hands. She let out a little cry and he teased her nipples with his thumbs. Belle moaned and he whimpered. He needed to undo the ties on his trousers.

"Do you want to join me in the tub? There's room for both of us." Belle sensed his desperation.

His heart stopped. He almost panicked, but his need and his desire to please her overcame any of his doubts. His hands were shaking as he tried to undo the ties on his trousers. Belle saw him fumbling and helped him. He managed to pull them off, finally freeing his throbbing cock.

Belle reached out to touch him and he groaned her name. "Belle."

"I know, Rumple. Come. Get into the tub."

He didn't need a second invitation. He got in and sat facing her. He tried not to think too much about how close their naked bodies were to one another.

"Let me wash your hair, Rumple." She looked at him and nibbled at her lower lip. "Come. Sit in front of me."

She lay back and opened her legs so that he could sit between them. His leaned his head back against her breasts and if he turned his head he could take a nipple in his mouth. "Belle." He said it huskily.

She whimpered as she felt his naked body touch hers.

Belle poured water over Rumple's hair, applied soap and then began to gently massage his scalp with her fingers. His moans were making her throb between her legs. She needed him to touch her again.

"Belle." His voice was desperate. "I know what you need, Rumple. Let me finish washing your hair. Then I'll take care of you."

He whimpered and squirmed. She smiled at how aroused he was by her. "Turn around to face me again." He switched his position and Belle reached down to take his cock in her hands. He let out a guttural groan as she began to stroke him. He moaned and grasped the sides of the tub. She rapidly pumped him as he moaned and cried out and thrust into her hand in search of his release. He suddenly arched his back and spilled his seed into the water. His body collapsed forward and he laid his head on Belle's chest.

She ran her fingers through his wet hair. She bent down and kissed his head. He sighed. Then he turned his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth and began to suck on it. She gasped and he stopped. "Don't stop, Rumple. I like how that feels." She raised herself out of the water to fully expose her breasts to him. His cock hardened again. "Belle."

She urged him back to lean against the other side of the tub and then she straddled him. She leaned in toward him and he instinctively put his mouth back on her nipple. He swirled his tongue around it and then gently sucked on it. She whimpered at the sensation and the throbbing between her legs increased. She let out little sounds and pulled on his hair.

Rumple felt encouraged by her response to him. He moved his mouth to her other nipple and gave that one equal attention. Belle cried out again and Rumple's arousal increased. He didn't know if he was more excited by having his mouth on her or by her response to it. Either way he'd never felt this good about himself.

Rumple moved his hand down between her legs and began to stroke her as he continued to suck on each of her nipples. She was crying out in ecstasy and her obvious pleasure emboldened him. He reached further back and found her opening with his finger and curled it inside of her. She gasped out at the sensation. This time he didn't hesitate. Instead he slipped a second finger into her and curled that forward also while continuing to stroke her clit with his thumb. Belle put her hands on his head and moaned and moved her body in rhythm with him. He was throbbing anew with desire at her responses to his touch. He concentrated completely on pleasing her and listened to her body to exert just the right amount of pressure where she needed it. "Please, Rumple." She cried out one last time and her whole body convulsed and Rumple felt her contracting around his fingers. He'd never felt this aroused in his life. Belle collapsed on top of him and he put his arm around her. Her body was dangerously close to his cock and he couldn't stop himself from thinking about what it would be like to be in her.

"Rumple." She kissed his chest. She could hear his heart beating.

"Was that good, Belle?" He needed her approval.

"I think you know the answer." She giggled and looked up at him. "I never knew anything could feel that good." She kissed his chest again and he stroked her cheek.

His cock was throbbing with desire, but he was only thinking about Belle and how happy he was that he had pleased her.

They lay in the tub for a while.

"Are you awake?" He could see that Belle's eyes were closed and that her breathing had slowed down.

"Mmmmm…" She could barely speak.

Rumple helped her out of the tub. She stood completely naked before him. He wrapped her in a towel and helped her comb out her hair. He then led her to her bed and tucked her in. "Good night, Belle. Sweet dreams." He kissed her forehead.

"Will you stay with me again tonight? I need to be held." She reached out for him.

He took her hand into his shaking one. His heart was beating wildly. Belle squeezed his hand. "Please Rumple. I need you."

He climbed into the bed with her and she immediately curled against up against him and pulled his arms around her. He held his breath. Belle seemed to fall off into a deep sleep rather quickly. He was eventually able to breathe normally again as his body warmed up and molded itself to her.

As he became more comfortable he also became more intensely aware of her body against his. He thought back to the bath and the sight of her breasts surfacing from the water. His cock hardened. She hadn't even known that she was revealing herself to him and that excited him more. He'd been completely naked in that tub with her and now he was completely naked here in her bed. He wanted to do things to her that he shouldn't be thinking about. Did she know where they were heading with this?

He pulled her closer and kissed her head. She let out a little moan. His need for physical release was intense. He took his cock in his hand and pretended that it was Belle's. He stroked himself slowly and gently at first, gradually working his way into a frenzied state. His whole body stiffened and his seed gushed out of him.

His body had needed that he told himself. And it had. It's just that he felt as though he should have waited. He should have waited for Belle.