Rumple could not sit still. He could not stop thinking about Belle's kisses. There was something about them that made his heart skip a few beats. Belle was going to bathe with him tonight and then she was going to sleep in his bed. And she was going to kiss him…

He tried to be good and stay out of her way, but he couldn't seem to do it. He kept finding excuses to go into the kitchen.

"Rumple!" She scolded him when he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck again. He didn't care about eating. He just wanted to kiss. He wanted to feel her lips on his body and to see her reaction to his lips on hers. He smiled, knowing that despite her reprimand, her body seemed to enjoy what he was doing.

He was relieved when she finally finished preparing the meal and had a few minutes to spare. He was at his spinning wheel when she entered the Great Hall. She stood behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders. He leaned his head back against her and she raked her fingers through his hair. It was as though she was petting him. He could feel himself almost purring with pleasure. He could also feel his cock straining against his trousers. He really didn't want to react so blatantly to her touch, but it just seemed to happen. He hoped she didn't notice.

She massaged his scalp with both hands and then planted a kiss on the top of his head. He whimpered. His cock was straining more. "I can't wait to bathe with you tonight." She whispered in his ear as she leaned forward and eased her hands into the opening at the top of his vest. She nibbled his ear while caressing his chest. A strangled moan escaped him.

She teased his nipples with her fingers. "Does that feel good? I know you want my attention."

"Yes…" He croaked it out. He'd be happy if he could spend the rest of his life with her by his side gently touching him and kissing him and showering him with affection. But this touch was making him a little happier than he wanted her to know.

He was trying to hide his arousal from her. For once he wanted her to know that he just liked being with her. He hated his body for betraying him.

She suddenly sat on the bench next to him and placed her hand on his thigh. Any thought of hiding his arousal went out the window. If she even glanced down she'd know. She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed. Rumple's heart began to beat faster. He snaked his arm around her and kissed her cheek. He was going to kiss every inch of her body tonight.

"Rumple!" He knew she'd seen his erection by her tone of voice. It was a cross between a reprimand and resignation. "Have you always been this sensitive?"

He felt sheepish. "I can't control it, Belle. It just happens whenever I'm near you. If you touch me it gets worse."

"OK. Help me untie your laces."

His cock got much harder at her words. She was going to touch him. He needed her to touch him badly. He quickly helped her free his cock from the restrictive leather. He breathed a sigh of relief.

She straddled the bench and asked him to do the same so that they were facing one another. He leaned back and held onto the bench with both hands behind him. His cock was flat against his belly and was fully exposed to Belle. It excited him to know that she liked seeing him naked.

Belle cupped his balls in her right hand. He jumped. This time she didn't let go; instead she gently kneaded them. He squirmed and whimpered. "That feels so good, Belle." His voice was hoarse and raspy. She was touching him in just the right way. She seemed to know instinctively what his body needed.

She wrapped her left hand around the base of his cock and ran it up the shaft to the head. His pre-cum was dripping from the opening. She used her thumb to spread it over the head. He moaned and thrust upward. "Belle."

"I love touching you, Rumple." She leaned forward and kissed the inside of his thighs. He whimpered pitifully. "Please, Belle."

"I love kissing you." He watched her plant wet open-mouthed kisses on his cock, starting at the bottom and slowly moving up the shaft. He moaned loudly. When she got to the head she swirled her tongue around the rim and then kissed the opening with her lips and teased it with her tongue. He arched his back and moaned. "Please." She stroked his shaft while kissing and licking the head. He grasped the bench tightly. When she wrapped her lips around the head and sucked it, he couldn't hold back any longer. He let out a loud groan and came into her mouth. He whimpered and moaned as she continued to suck and lick him to completion. He sat up and ran his fingers through her hair the way she had done to him. "Belle."

His fingers felt so good to her. "Mmmm… I like that, Rumple." His heart beat faster. His confidence always increased when she liked how he touched her. He continued to stroke her hair and she continued to emit little moans. He didn't want to think about it, but he felt his cock stirring again. It happened whether she touched him or he touched her.

She suddenly jumped up. "I have to check on dinner." He knew she was aroused. He could smell it on her. It was intoxicating to him. He followed her into the kitchen and folded his arms around her from behind while she stirred the contents of a large pot. She didn't object. His heart beat faster again. She still liked what he was doing.

He kissed the exposed skin on her neck and shoulders and back. She whimpered again and he grew harder. He pressed himself against her so that she could feel him. "Mmmm…" She voiced her approval. He knew she wanted him to continue.

He boldly untied her bodice and pulled it open. She whimpered when he gently caressed her nipples through the fabric of her chemise. His cock engorged fully when he touched her breasts. He had to see them. He pulled her chemise down to expose her breasts to his view. She leaned her head back and pulled his head down so that she could kiss his cheek. She wanted him to look at her. It made his cock throb mercilessly. She whimpered when he cupped her breasts in his hands. She reached up to stroke his cheek and to kiss it again. He moaned at the contact. His need to be in her was growing stronger every day. He wasn't sure how much longer he could refrain.

"Rumple." Her voice was a desperate little cry. He pulled her closer against him and kissed and bit her neck and shoulders. She whimpered and pushed back against him. "Please… you know what I like."

He groaned.

He pulled her skirt up that so her bare butt was revealed. He growled and bit her shoulder again. The he slowly caressed her butt with both hands while rubbing his cock against it. He could not stop himself. She whimpered and he moaned. He reached around her and found her clit with his finger and began to lightly stroke it. She emitted a sharp little gasp and opened her legs wider. His cock got harder.

"I need to see you." He knew she would understand what he was asking.

She turned to face him, holding her skirt up so that he could look at her. He backed her against the counter and then knelt down in front of her. She draped one leg over his shoulder and he growled again. He pushed his nose between her legs and sniffed her. There was something animalistic about it that sent a shiver of desire straight to her center. She could feel the juices dripping out of her. She felt him swipe his tongue through her folds as he lapped them up. She whimpered and moaned. She held onto the counter to balance herself as she spread her legs wider for him.

"Belle." His voice was very hoarse. He gently separated her folds with his fingers, kissing her the way she had kissed him.

"Rum…" She pushed against him. "Please…"

He pulled her folds further apart and then kissed her clit over and over. She was squirming and crying out.

"I need your tongue, Rum. Please…"

His cock was now flat against his stomach again. He put one hand behind her butt to pull her closer as he licked and sucked her clit. He needed to taste and feel her climax in his mouth. She moaned and whimpered and writhed against him. He continued to lick her until she grasped his hair and pressed herself hard against him. The second she pulled his hair, his cock became more rigid and he could feel fluid seeping out of him. He moaned against her body and she shuddered and cried out at her release.

He pulled her down onto the floor and on top of him. They lay there together panting.

Belle kissed his neck and jaw. "Rumple…" She kissed him more.

He groaned. His cock was close to bursting. Belle sensed his need. She closed her hand around him and rapidly stroked him. He thrust wildly into her hand until his sperm spouted out of him.

He nuzzled her neck and hugged her as close as he could. Then he whispered in her ear what he could no longer keep to himself. "I want to lie with you, Belle. I want us to be one."

He expected her to object and pull away from him, but instead she traced his lips with her thumb. "It's OK, Rumple. I want the same."

It took him a second to register her response. "But no man will ever want you if you lay with me."

"You're the only man I want." She looked shyly at him.

"I'm not a man." His voice was sad and subdued.

"Of course you are. You may look a little different, but you're still a man… and I want to be with you. Haven't I proven that to you?" She stroked his cheek.

He couldn't deny it. "Yes… you have." He took her hand in his and brought it back to his lips. He kissed her palm and then the pulse point on the inside of her wrist. A thrill ran through her body.

Belle stared into his eyes. "Do you want other women?"

He couldn't hide his feelings from her. She brought out the human side of him, the side that needed physical contact and affection and understanding… and love. There was that word again. He'd buried it deep within himself. He had to stop these foolish thoughts. It was obvious that there was an intense physical connection between them, but that was all it was. No one could ever love him. That was a given. What scared him was that he knew he could love her. He wanted to deny it, but it was becoming more and more apparent. He was afraid that his body's responses to her were a manifestation of something much deeper. He couldn't even lie to her. "You're the only woman I think about… day and night. I can't think of anything but you, Belle. It's as though you've cast a spell over me." He looked utterly helpless.

"Rumple…" Belle's heart beat rapidly. She planted several kisses on his forehead and eyelids and cheeks.

When she stopped, he whimpered his disappointment. "I have to finish getting dinner ready. It will be time to eat soon. Then we can spend the whole night together." She kissed his Adam's apple and the base of his throat. He whimpered again. Maybe he'd be sated once they were joined together. He'd be with her all night every night and he'd be coupling with her. He craved that connection with her.

She kissed his jaw and chin before getting up. He wanted to pull her back down to kiss her lips. She'd avoided kissing him on the lips and he'd done the same. Even though she was willing to share herself with him and do anything to please him, she had not shared that. He felt a sadness fall over him. It was the one thing she wasn't willing to share and it was the one thing he now wanted more than anything. But he wouldn't take it from her. She'd have to willingly give it to him. He just didn't think she ever would.