Magic swirled around them as they were transported to Rumple's dark castle. His new treasure, Belle as she was called, started coughing and he noticed how dizzy she appeared. He had forgotten magic's effects on newbie's and pulled her into a tight embrace so she wouldn't fall faint. She looked surprised and started to push away but after realizing that he was the only thing holding her up, she held on for support.
"Um!? Oh no.."he thoughtas she touched him. For her proximity and closeness was causing a little tent to appear in the front part of his trousers. He began to blush but stopped himself, "Stop it! You're the Dark one for pet's sake and you're letting one little touch from this creature fluster you! Don't forget who has the power here!"
You see there was always two sides to Rumple, the weak, pitiful coward he used to be before he obtained all his power, and the almighty Dark One who controlled all of his actions and decisions for as long as he could remember. But that blush…it was a sign of weakness, a sign of embarrassment, a sign of the old Rumple. Sure this girl was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, but she was also his prisoner, and he could do with her what he pleased. And believe me, he planned on doing just that.
Even though he had said he just wanted a house keeper, he had other plans for the girl. She seemed… different…and exquisite beauty if you will, but he had sensed a certain something about her, something that told him he had to have her, had to be with her. Not to mention he wanted what any level headed man would want from her. She was soft, strong, and he would have her…all of her.
They finally arrived at his castle and he immediately pushed her off to keep his arousal from growing. He started walking towards the great room at a brisk pace. She followed, not saying a word. Rumple looked back at her to see why she had been so silent. She was curious, he noticed, looking at every nook and cranny. It was rather adorable the level of concentration, her pouty lip, her hair glistening in the ligh…"Stop it" the dark one ordered, Rumple thought he could sense a little softness in him when he thought about her. It was strange really, but he would have none of it.
"Where are you taking me?" She asked in a curious tone. Her voice mad him tingle and wondered what it would sound like if she was moaning.
"Let's call it…your room" a smile crept on his face as he thought of "her room" ha! She would love this!
They walked in silence for a moment.
"Do you live here alone?" she asked, again, how ever so curious.
"You know dearie, curiosity killed the cat." He said as he turned to look at her.
A small smile lit up on her lips," Well it's a good thing that I am not a cat then." and gave a slight giggle.
Rumple started to smile at her little quip, but remembered how terrifying he was trying to be and grabbed her little wrist and pulled her to the dungeons. It was not necessary of course, but it made him feel like he had control of the situation.
"Ah! Here we are!" he said with an enormous amount of enthusiasm. For the look of defiance, disbelief, and anger on her face was driving him wild.
"My room?" She said with incredulity.
"Well it sounds a lot nicer than dungeon" he said with sarcasm. And he pushed her in and locked the door. He couldn't suppress a laugh of sheer delight as he embraced the knowledge that he owned the most beautiful creature in the land, and it was locked away in his castle. Her knock and shouting only escalated his happiness. His precious possession would never know any but him ever again. He could not wait for the rest of eternity with his newest prize.