Not much, but im working on the next chapter. Here is alittle kink for ya. lol
Mr. Gold was closing up his shop, he heard the doorbell clattering, realizing he forgot to lock it. He saw her, just staring intently at him, as if she was trying to read his mind. He then looked down and noticed how nice that mid-thigh length snug, sweater dress fit her, along with those boots. A playful smirk appeared on her face…she wasn't here for typical business. Something was so different about her, as if her whole being was filled with darkness, more than he could imagine.
Mr. Gold…can we talk so where, in private? All he could manage to do was nod. Why did she make him act so intimidated? They went to the back. Before he could say anything, she pushed him back into a chair, surprising him.
She knelt over him, knee leaning on the chair, between his legs. He saw the evil and bitterness in her eyes.
"Sooo. Rumplestiltskin, you're the reason I can't love…aren't you?"
"Y-"he started to speak. She put her index finger on her lips. She let out a sinister laugh, as she pulled his tie toward her, almost a millimeter between their mouths.
"That was a rhetorical question," she whispered. Grasping his hair in her hand, pulling him back, she seemed to enjoy him whimpering in pain. He had no choice but to hold his head back to tolerate the discomfort. She leaned into his neck; it was too much for him to take, feeling her dominating him, her breath on his neck, and her hand in his hair.
"You like this…don't you? I sure hope you do, I'm back, and I'm going to have some fun and scare the hell out of you…paybacks a bitch." She then went over to his lips, forcing a rough kiss, he was enjoying the moment. Abruptly letting her go and pulling away, it was cut short. She jumped off of him, walking away.
"How did you know my name," he asked.
"I remember," she replied.
Mr. Gold woke up in his bed, drenched in sweat. It was just a dream, which made him wonder. Did she know something?