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Sunday mornings were a blessing to Belle. On Sunday, she could stay in bed as long as she liked. She usually chose to stay in the arms of her husband until one of their stomachs finally forced her to get up and cook. Today was no different, but this morning Mr. Gold didn't seem to want to let her go.

"Rum. I have to get up."

"You don't have to get up, dearie,"he mumbled, his voice still thick with sleep."I for one would prefer it if you stayed here."

"I can't. Your stomach sounds like Draco when he yawned as a dragon. You're obviously hungry."

"I have what I want to eat right here." To prove this, he pulled her tighter to his chest and began nibbling on her shoulder. One way or another, she wasn't moving.

Belle normally wouldn't mind this, but he hadn't shaved since Friday. The stubble on his chin tickled her shoulder, making her giggle. She squirmed to get away from him but his grip was too tight.

"Rum...Stop...That tickles!"

He lifted his head for a moment and smiled cheekily at her."Really? I had no idea."

She glared up at him."You're shaving when I get up."

"If you get up. You're in no position to make threats especially when you taste so delicious."

Belle sighed."You need to eating something, Rum. Something other than me."

"You weren't telling me to stop before, love. In fact, you were encouraging me not to stop."

She blushed."I know and I have the burn on my thighs to prove it because you haven't shaved."

He smirked again, and Belle soon began finding it hard to stay mad at him. Even with a 5 o'clock shadow, he seemed younger in morning. His usually straight hair was messy and curled the way it used to. He tried to tame it by running his hand through it, but it only seemed to make things worse.

"I'm sorry for that. I have a hard time controlling myself around you once I've gotten a taste. You're sweeter than any fruit with a bit of cherry behind everything."

"Really?"

"Hmm. It drives me completely mad."

With a small smile, Belle leaned up and kissed him passionately on the lips. The familiar taste of cherries was sweet on his lips, and he wanted more. Their tongues dueled until they both needed air. They broke apart, and she rolled over, pinning him to the bed.

"I thought you were getting up, dearie."

"Breakfast can wait. I'm craving something else right now."

Gold smiled up at her as she lowered her head for another kiss. Everything had went according to plan.

TBC

Sunday at last! In just a few long hours, season 2 will premier.