Wicked Way
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: See chapter one...
A/N: So, yeah, decided to add another chapter to this. Still so many other things I should be doing other than this, but whatever. Also, I kind of feel like Neal would move in with his Papa to get to know Rumbelle as a pair and in a domestic setting, and Rumple wouldn't charge him rent.
Late afternoonish at the Stiltskin home...
"Hey, Emma, I really appreciate you coming over to help me clean this place." Neal said as he walked into the living room to see Emma, dressed in only a small pair of jean shorts and a tank top, on her hands and knees, facing away from him, and scrubbing the wooden floor, and was suddenly quite aware of her state of dress.
"Yeah, well, it was this or help my parents clean their place, on my own, since that traitorous son of ours ran off to his other parents to escape the torture chamber that place would have become. David stayed to help her. God bless him." Emma said and sat back on her feet to look back at Neal, standing behind her, leaning against the doorway, wearing a pair of well fit jeans and a loose gray shirt, and she noticed immediately that he had noticed how little she was wearing, and how he was looking at her with his bedroom eyes that she knew too well.
"Yeah, Belle and my Papa are out at the shop, so they probably won't be back until later tonight, you know." Neal said and sauntered over to her slowly.
"Is that so?" Emma asked with the mischievous grin she knew drove him crazy.
"Mmhmmm..." Neal said and knelt down on the floor behind Emma. "And, you know, we have so much cleaning to do before then..." he said, running his hands up and down her arms.
"So much cleaning still left to do." Emma said huftilly, reaching a hand back to grab a handfull of his hair.
"It'd be a shame for them to come home and find this place still a mess." Neal said and slipped his hands under her tank.
"Yeah it would. Such a shame." Emma said and let Neal lift her shirt over her head and throw it across the room.
Outside the front door...
"Well, I was saying to the Charmings that Bae and Miss Swan have been very mature with their relationship and having to share Henry with Regina, and I was so proud of them for handling the situation like adults." Rumple was saying to Belle as they walked into their house and hearing some very suspicious noises coming from the living room, and upon inspection, immediately regretted his decision to take a late lunch and check up on his son and the town Sheriff.
Right there, in the middle of the living room floor, was Emma, on her knees and bent over on her elbows, very naked, and Neal was right behind her, also on his knees, in between her legs with hers hooked around his, and his hands on her shoulders, so that Emma was taking the brunt of his weight on her shoulders and elbows like the true lady she was. It was very apparent from Neal's rapid hip thrusts and the noises they were making and the way the late sunlight shined off their sweating bodies just what kind of cleaning they were doing.
"What are you doing!?" Rumple exclaimed, as if they were a couple of teenagers being caught sneaking out to a party.
"Papa!?" Neal said in a panic, losing his balence and falling over onto Emma, who sat up to see what happened, immediately drawing a look of horror over her face.
"Oh my God!" Emma said in embarrassment as she covered her face as Belle rushed to the rescue, grabbing a blanket from the couch and covering the two up so they weren't so exposed, and returned to Rumple's side.
"You said you would be cleaning! Not- this!" Rumple said, gesturing to the room as a whole and then to the two of them.
"Well, to be fair, we were cleaning." Neal said with a shrug. "Then one thing lead to another, and we ended up naked and doing it doggy style." Neal said unashamed, and Emma smacked a hand to her forehead.
"Shut up, Neal, just shut up." Emma said quietly, blushing like mad.
"I didn't know you guys have had sex." Rumple said, still confused at what he'd walked in on.
"Papa, how do you think I have a son? Are you kidding me right now? You're ancient, how can you not know how babies are made?" Neal asked, confused at his Papa's confusion.
"Well, I just thought-" Rumple started, but changed the subject, not wanting to have this conversation with his son and daughter-in-law naked on his living room floor. "You know, what? You two go back to what you were doing, we'll go to Granny's." he said and ushered Belle out of the house and closed the door.
"You know she's coming out of this pregnant, right?" Belle asked as she looked back at the house.
"Yes. I do. And it's going to be a girl." Rumple said and looked at Belle with a knowing smile.
A/N: Listened to 2 Live Crew while writing this. Hope you guys liked.