Hey all, this story consists of slight, slight, smut. I made it to where it leads to the imagination. I tried to keep it pg 13 being some of my readers prefer it more um...sane. lol. So, I am trying to make everyone happy. BTWThanks for the reviews! There such little inspiration nuggets! Basically, it's all YAY FOR BAE in the beginging, then at the end your like...OH DAMN! THAT MR. Gold is sadisitic!

After a short walk out of the ER, Evan and Jade made their way to his 72 Challenger. He opened the passenger door for her, waiting for her to seat herself, closing it afterwards. The hinges let out a loud squeaky groan, making Jade cringe and Evan laugh.

Jade watched him get in the driver's side to see if the door would cringe as well…nothing. Evan smiled as he looked at her, and then spoke.

"Oh…I never open the door on your side, being no one's ever is with me in the car." Jade looked at him with adoration.

"Well, you have me now, so the creaks will go away." They both laughed. He laid his hand on her thigh, giving her a playful squeeze. Her heart fluttered hard at his touch. At moment, her chest felt like it were about to burst catching him looking at her the way he did.

She leaned in, giving him a quick kiss on the lips tracing her mouth down to his neck. He threw his hand on top of hers, which lay on his chest.

"Damnit Jade…you make me think the naughtiest thoughts when you touch me. I wonder why?" She tilted her head back with an upturned mouth as she saw his playful expression.

She leaned back onto him, this time turning her body around fully, lifting her right leg up to hoist herself over his lap when she was on top of him. He couldn't believe how she took it upon herself to straddle him like that.

"That's what I want," she whispered into his air. As she moved in closer to kiss him, he closed his eyes, eager with anticipation of their contact.

"Whenever-" Jade shut him up with her kiss, then she let him speak again. He attempted to speak again.

"whenever you kiss me, I have to shut out my memories to focus on you." He gave her an agonized look when she pulled back momentarily.

"Well, I certainly hope there good ones," she stated.

"Well…most of time they are," he playfully said. Jade softly smacked his shoulder and huffed.

"Well, Mr. Gilt, I guess we have a problem we must fix." She went back to his mouth. He groaned when she licked his bottom lip, and then fought herself in.

He felt satisfactory when she let of a gasp as he moved his hand up her skirt.

"Mmm, Baelfire, you have no idea how much I missed you." He sighed.

"You have no idea how long and how much I wanted you, Sweetheart." She kissed him with fury; savoring the taste of mint in his mouth, her tongue in unison with his, the softness of his lips.

Moving her hands up his shirt, she enjoyed the feel of his rock hard stomach, quickly after scraping her nails along his chest then back down to his torso, slowly caressing his hip bone. She smiled upon his moan.

"You can have me if you want, right here if you like," she suggested. He opened his eyes and looked into hers smiling.

"What you just said was the best thing in history I think a man could ever hear from a beautiful woman such as yourself."

Giving him a flattered look, she hunched in over to his ear and whispered.

"Well, that sentence was all for you, and only you."

She then moved back to her side of the seat, she realized there were by standers in the street. Afraid it could have been a student's parent. All she needed was rumors of town how the music teacher was all over the town's friendliest, most loved handyman in a parking lot…

Reaching over, she raked her hands in his hair, yanking him back towards her. Quickly she tended to kissing his neck, softly biting down, taking one hand running it down his whole side, raking her nails, until she got down to his hips, digging her fingers into his waist band, the tease was more of a agony that urgently needed to be fulfilled. The feel of her cold fingers making contact to that area made him whimper.

His eyes shot open when she felt her hand unbutton his jeans. He quickly grabbed her hand, placing it gently on his shoulder, then spoke.

"Jade, have we ever, you know…done it?" She wanted to roll her eyes at how the past hunter now became the sweet timid man he was.

"No, actually. You wanted to be Mr. Morals and save it for marriage. You shouldn't tease a woman like that when you have a body like yours…" He took her hand in his and kissed it. Then he conversed again.

"Well, so let me get this straight. We love and loved each other, wanted to be married, we spent nights together in your cast, and we never went past kissing?" Jade laughed as she still strummed her fingers along his hip bone, enjoying the sight of him squirm.

"We…might have ventured to second base." He raised a brow, all at the same time of hiding the sweet agony she was causing him.

"So what's your definition of second base," he asked. Jade leaned her forehead against his, quickly stealing another kiss.

"I can show you if you like…where almost there you know. Then third base as well Baelfire." He gripped her hard, throwing her into himself. He smashed his lips on hers, his tongue plundering her mouth, cooperating with hers.

Then he ripped himself away, laughing.

"Why'd you do that? I was enjoying that!" Jade pouted after she spoke. He pushed her away back to her seat. She looked even more shocked.

Evan moved his torso towards hers, looking at her as if he was about to laugh. He took a lock of her hair, moving it through his hands.

"So…let me get this straight. We never had sex, and for our first time, you want it to be in a car? Don't you want it to be special my Sweetheart?" Jade winked at him, looking so coy.

"Well, it's an awesome car Baelfire." He huffed at his sex crazed girlfriend.

"But Jade, you aren't some random chic. You are special, and if I wanted to get very cheesy…my true love. You are not the woman I have "sex " with. You are the woman I would make love to." He looked over now at her. She was simply staring down at her nails.

"Wow…you are good." He smiled at her compliment.

"Thank you," he teased.

"So…my home or yours?" Evan was taken back at her sudden, bold question. He thought of his tiny apartment, compared to her charming little house…with that big bed and mirror on the wall. His head snapped to hers.

"What about your house, Sweetheart?" She leaned in towards him, he sucked in some air at the touch of her hair grazing his thighs. Jade reached towards the ignitions, twisting the keys forward. The car instantly growled loudly, roaring to life.

He looked at her so amused as she returned a seductive expression.

"Well…lets go then Baelfire."

-Jades House-

The young couple could barely keep their hands off each other; clawing at one another's clothes, laughing away, not caring who saw them. From far away, the two older twenty something's appeared to be an infatuated crazed teen age couple.

Evan smashed a kiss onto her lips as her back was flush against her door. She did his best to unlock the deadbolt with her keys behind her back. To no avail, she didn't succeeded being too distracted with him. Her keys feel out of her hands hitting her welcome mat with a thud.

He stepped back pulling her towards him, giggling with her. After more seconds of the kissing and the giddiness they managed to catch their breath.

As she was bending down to grab her keys, she gasped once she felt his hand squeeze her behind. She turned up looking at him.

"Evan! I had no"-he planted his mouth of hers, enjoying the moment. As difficult it was, she tore herself away. She needed to obtain a dignified reputation as a music teacher. She didn't want the whole entire Main St. seeing her necking with Evan Gilt.

She furiously unlocked her door, to excited to see what event would take place once she would close and lock it.

They ran up the stairs to her room. Attempting to get onto the bed, she felt his strong hands grab her at the waist, whirling her around and locking his mouth on hers before she could realize it. She reached down at the hem of his shirt, tearing it off of him so aggressively.

Slowly, he kissed and laid soft bites onto her neck as he untied the sash connected to her dress. It opened up effortlessly, revealing her flirtatious, lacy black bra and underwear. He looked down at her nearly bare body.

"Wow," was all he managed to say so mesmerized.

She shook him out of his trance by forcing her lips onto his. Before he knew it, he felt his pants fall around his ankles. Scooting out of his work boots, he stepped out of his jeans in the process.

"How did you unbutton my pants so fast?" She didn't answer; instead she pushed him on the bed. He nearly lost all thoughts when he saw the hungry, devious look in her eyes as she crawled over him, holding him by the wrists.

The tables were turned once he escaped her grasp, firmly holding his hands on her hips he flipped her on her back, stunning her in the process, leaving her breathless.

"So I see you still have the reflexes of a hunter, my sweet Baelfire?" He softly laughed.

"I can acquire those traits when I'm very motivated by certain prey." He ripped his gaze from hers indulging in the vision of her underneath him, wearing nothing but two very small articles of clothing. Never he felt so eager to show a woman so much love, mentally and physically. He realized it was now a reality. The moment he was waiting for, finaly reuniting with his lost love, the woman who haunted his dreams, constantly lingered in his thoughts. She was the one he waited for so long.

He took it all in, her chest cradled so perfectly in her bra, her small waist, her big hips. Her tight, fit, hour glass figure over all. He glided his hand over her thighs as he locked his gaze with hers.

"Your right,-" he smiled. "I did make the wrong choice being Mr. Morals…"

"How so," she asked.

"I meant, if I known I had someone like you to touch, I would had never waited so long to touch and jump you." He laughed at his bold statement.

In the next moment, all she heard was a growl from him, following by his lips slowly kissing at her temple, then her back, his hot breath on her collar bone. She sighed as she felt his lips between her chest, all the way down to her stomach, then lastly working from the left side back to the right along the line of her hips.

Once he dared to kiss her right under her stomach, so slightly underneath her hips, it made her crazy. She whimpered, nearly begging. His nips, kisses, and licks made her want to lose her mind. The things he did to her, it nearly made her vision fade out, taking it all in as she could.

"I love you Baelfire," she whispered. He stopped for a moment and looked up at her with such fondness in his stare.

" I love you to sweetheart, and I'm going to have hell of good time showing you." As soon as she saw his sweet smile turn into a devouring one, and how he seemed too quickly, and effortlessly rip off her panties, she threw her head back into her pillows, smiling with her eyes shut.

-a couple hours later-

Evan woke up drenched in sweat. He looked down and observed that Jade was looking up at him. She simply smiled.

"Sweetheart, do you have an air conditioner here? I hate to be a whiner, but it's a bit hot." She laughed.

"Oh you men, always too hot…yes, it's downstairs by the stairway. I would appreciate it if you turn it on as well." She scooted off her quilt, revealing her naked body to him. He thought his eyeballs would fall right out of his skull. He smiled realizing why she had nothing on being he was the one who stripped her bare before sharing the passion they held for so long to each other.

He threw on his boxers and his t-shirt, and then went down stairs. As he reached the last step, visions of what they did to each other clouded his mind. It was such a shame being someone was lurking around the corner, patiently waiting to close in on him.

Evan spotted the knob on the wall. As he twisted away at the knob, he felt fabric viciously cover his mouth, he fought hard for a few moments, but his assailant was too quick. His vision faded away. Whatever was on the fabric, it knocked him out good.

-Twenty minutes later-

Jade woke up, sweating profusely. The darkness surrounded her. She looked at the clock wondering what time it was. 12:34 at night. Then she wondered where Evan was.

"Ugh," she said in disgust as her hand wiped away moisture off her neck. She looked down at the bed. Evan wasn't around. "Maybe he left last minute, his job is pretty demanding lately." She picked up her phone, looking to see if he left a message. There was a voicemail left, but it was from…the Storybrooke Police Department?

She hit 1 for her voicemail, listening away. Sheriff Swan's voice boomed into her phone. Jade listened carefully.

"Hi there Jade, I am not trying to startle you, but I searched Mr. Gold's home and the diner. He is nowhere to be found. I advise you to stay near friends and family and in public places until he is found. I hope you recovered all right. Have a good night and call me if you have any questions. I will keep you updated."

Jade tapped the "end call" button on her screen. Her body grew cold. Using the light of her phone, she searched the other side of her bed. His pants, work belt, and shoes were on the floor, that alarmed her.

Jade scurried over to her dresser, throwing on a black satin slip.

"Evan! Evan are you here?" Her echoes answered back to her.

"Oh no, please, oh no." She ran to her nightstand, feeling into her drawer for her pistol. It wasn't there! Something in her gut told her there was more than two people in her home.

She ran down the stairs, expecting and hoping, no, praying Evan was down there fixing a snack or something.

"Evan…Baelfire…my love?" Tears pooled in her eyes. She went to the wall, grabbing her sword. For once it didn't submerge her with memories.

"Baelfire, answer me!" Her pleas sounding so desperate. She wanted to scream, her heart was ready to jump out of her throat. Her whole body shook. She ran into the basement, flicking the switch to on. Nothing. Her power was out.

"Baelfire! Baelfire! Answer me! I'm so scared!" She forced herself to stop screaming. Ignoring her heartbeat, she listened for anything.

She ran up the stairs, she decided to call him, and lock herself in her room. If he didn't answer, she would then climb out of her house and get to the station.

Just for kicks, she flicked the switch. Nothing again. She began to cry. She wasn't the fearless enchantress she used to be. She was a mere woman, hoping that stalker of hers didn't get to her Baelfire.

"My love," where are you, answer me!" Silence still greeted her. Then she heard something…could have it been him? She heard soft breathing, but it was coming out of her guest room to the right. She remembered setting a lighter beside her candle on the table in that room.

She emerged the room, lighting the candle. She nearly dropped it on the carpet once she saw her mighty hunter, now at his weakest and most vulnerable.

He was bound at his ankles and wrists; a cloth was draped over his mouth. She dropped to him, attempting to free him, she heard that giggle, that eerie, happy, yet haunting laugh.

"Nehahaha…." She turned around, looking at her lost lover, the man who held nothing but dark intentions to her. His dark, somewhat grey hair, tussled about, as usual dressed to the nines, his cane held in front of him.

"Don't even bother waking him, Dear. I knocked him out pretty well." She held onto Evan, tears streamed down her eyes.

Mr. Gold smiled as he took in the sight of her wearing practically nothing but that tiny slip, with the candlelight basking upon her skin.

"You look lovely as ever, my shiny, lovely little Jade." She hated when he described her like that. Whenever he said those words, it was led by a chase or some catastrophe.

"What do you want from me? Leave him alone…please, please…" Mr. Gold looked down at her, pondering over something.

"Get up Dearie."

"No, you son of a bitch! Leave him and I be! I love him! Can't you see that! P-p-please, leave us be. I promise, I won't report you breaking in, just don't hurt us! I have nothing to give!" He took two steps closer towards her.

"Hym Dearie, you have gone soft on me, didn't you? You seem like such a coward at the moment…"

Jade clutched onto her boyfriend even tighter. She sighed once she felt a heartbeat.

"Please Rumpelstiltskin, leave. Just leave us alone! Let me have my happy ending! I want him! Can you not see that?" He glared down at her. Chills ran down her spine.

"I can see why you're such a coward Dearie, I found your weakness…haven't I?" He let out a smooth, velvety evil laugh.

Jade got up away from Baelfire. She looked at with hatred. Suddenly a change of heart took over her. She had enough; he has terrorized, manipulated, and used her enough.

Jade walked over to him, she didn't do anything, and she simply stared fiercely into him.

"Leave. Go. Now! I demand it! He is not my weakness. You were my weakness, and it's going to end now."

Taking his free hand, he outstretched it to grab her shoulder, she smacked his hand away, grabbing his neck instead, squeezing as hard as she could. He took his cane and threw it in the room across the hall, her room. He grabbed her laughing. She had no idea how strong he still was.

He grabbed her, her hand still on his neck, dragging her into the room behind him. Ripping her grasp on his neck, he threw Jade on her bed, throwing himself on her. He crushed his mouth on hers, plundering in his tongue, furiously tasting the inside of her mouth. She gave in, she was right. He was her weakness.

He took out his rope he held in his pocket. As he moved his lips all over her chest, neck, face, and lips, he bound her tight around her wrists.

He moved his hand up between her thighs. He gasped in delight realizing she had on nothing. He was so close to doing whatever he desired of her, he could have relived a memory.

But he was a better man then that, he couldn't rape her. Instead, he simply decided to have a little harmless fun. He was here on a different accord after all. She sat up, looked at him, her legs hanging over her bed. Before she could protest, he kissed her again, moving his way to her neck, tasting her sweet flesh by the flicks of his tongue.

"You so endearing, you're so beautiful. Am I ever on your mind?" He let out a soft laugh after he spoke.

She let out a moan once she felt his hand move underneath her slip again, moving it about her lips. He smiled knowing she was still in that trance he always placed her in with his kisses.

She nearly screamed when she felt his hands grasp her thighs, parting them. He knelt down. Once she felt his warm breath, followed by the slow teasing licks of his tongue, she nearly rolled back her eyes, doing her best not to whimper in pleasure.

"Yes, remember Dearie, you are mine. You can have your little flings with whomever you want, but remember, at the end of the day, you are mine. The more you turn away, the more I want you."

He moved his mouth to the other thigh.

"Remember this, you should have killed yourself if you wanted to avoid me like that. But, you didn't, and I know you knew what you were doing, therefore I know you wanted me still."

He outstretched his hand, grasping around her neck somewhat firmly pushing her down, he scooted on top of her, hiking up her slip in the process. He laid another kiss upon her mouth, not sweet, just very sensual at the moment. He needed to keep her dazed, only for a few more moments.

He felt around her taught stomach, up to the crevasse of her easy accessible breasts. He shuddered.

"Oh Gods, you still feel same as back in the day, so soft and firm, so tempting." She fell weaker once she heard that voice, that accent.

"You know Dearie, I could ravish you right now if I wanted to, and it's so tempting. It would be more fun knowing you're tied up." He grinded himself against her. She moaned once she felt his hardness against her.

"It's a shame you're not with me in my castle like the old days. You always did love it when I preyed upon you, bound you, pulled your hair, bit you, hell, I recall how you screamed in pleasure once I drew blood a couple of times."

He made his way back down with his hands, tracing circles along her hips, daring to go lower. She moaned.

"Are you sure you don't want me to take you?"

"I'll tell you what Dearie, this is my deal. It's you or him".

"Id like to have you in my life, but see-" he quickly laid a trail of bites on her hips, where he just finished teasing with his fingertips.

"You're a woman, I can find another. You are just such a rare diamond among clusters of gems. I desire you more than any woman in this town, and you know why. You also owe me a child as well. Don't even get me started on that. You have no idea what will make a man as I snap. Tell me you will have my child, and then take that away…"

He quickly kissed her again. He stood up, undoing his pants, leaving on his silk boxers. He moved on top of her, enjoying the sight of her squirm in such a sweet agony as he gyrated his hips against hers.

"I have you so hot and bothered, don't I dearie?" She said nothing, all she did was look at him, she was in a whole different dimension now. Her mind was absolutely blocked with lust, all from his spell.

"Oh, it's been such as long time since I touched you and pleased you in that way. Seeing my son is in the room across from us, that would be so horrible of a example of a father to set. Soon he will realize, you, his little plaything, isn't worth it to him. I will find another for him. Then there will be nothing between us."

He knelt down to kiss her neck, then gave her a good , playful bite.

"It's simple Dearie, break it off with him, and I won't kill you. Remember…I will kill you if you don't break it off with him. Your life for my happiness. That's how it will play out." He gave her one last deep kiss. He quickly pulled up his pants, re buttoning them and then he strode out of her home leaving quietly.