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"ACHOO! Sorry about that, Mr. Gold. I have your refill already in the back."

Gold held back a look of disgust as the former dwarf went and found his pills. The pharmacy door opened, and Marco came to stand behind Gold. Among the racks of medicine, Tom sneezed again.

"Marco! I have what you ordered ready as well. Just give me second to find it."

"Take all the time you need. I'm in no hurry," the carpenter replied.

"But I am," Gold interrupted. "Could we please hurry this along?" Belle's lunch break would be over in an hour, and she was waiting for him in his shop.

"Sure thing, Mr. Gold." Tom came back with two white bags. Suddenly, a large sneeze hit him, making Tom drop both bags. "Oh. Sorry. Here you go."

Tom picked up the bags and hand one to each man. Gold paid quickly and left the pharmacy. Halfway to his shop, a jolt of pain shot through his leg forcing him to stop and pop two pills. The pain was gone by the time he reached the shop.

He quickly found Belle in the back busy making tea for the both of them. She didn't seem to hear him enter giving Gold the chance to stare at his wife unabashedly. The blue dress she wore complimented her figure nicely without being extremely tight and stopped just bellow her knees. It matched her eyes perfectly and left her shoulders bare. At that moment Gold remembered once again how lucky he was to have her and smiled to himself.

As silently as possible, he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Belle smiled and pressed her back to his chest. She felt something hard press against her thigh and grinned even harder.

"Is that your cane, or are you happy to see me?"

Gold placed his chin on her shoulder. "I'm always happy to see you, sweetheart."

"You seem extra happy today. What's gotten into you?"

"I don't know. Perhaps it's just the spring fever kicking in." He suddenly started raining kisses down her neck and shoulder causing Belle to let out a light moan.

"I only have an hour left on my break."

He turned her around to face him and grinned down at her. "Then, we'll have to make the most of it, won't we?"

Roughly an hour later, Belle smiled and regretfully untangled herself from her husband's arms.

"You really were happy to see me. It's a shame we couldn't drag this out, love."

Gold groaned and tried to pull her back to him. "You could stay here. The library will be fine."

She laughed at him when he started pouting and placed a soft kiss on his lips before searching the back room for her discarded clothing.

"You could come with me. I know today has been slow for you."

Mr. Gold sat back in his chair with a lazy smile on his face. "I would, dearie, but I think you've broken me this time. I can't feel anything below my waist at the moment, but rest assured we will pick this up again when we get home."

Belle smoothed out her dress and smiled at him. "I'm holding you to just that, Rum."

After kissing him softly once more, Belle left the shop, but Gold didn't move. Though he'd been with Belle plenty of times before, this time had felt odd. His entire body had felt as though he'd been struck by lightning. A jolt of electricity seemed to run through him every time Belle had touched him. He hadn't felt so alive since their first time, and he had no idea why. Maybe it really was spring fever. Gold had no idea what it was, but he was certain that he wanted to do it again.

"I can't take it anymore," Belle said to the women surrounding her. Using sheer will power, Belle had pried herself away from her husband on Sunday night. "If he keeps this up, I'm going lock myself in the house with him and never leave again."

"You are experiencing every married woman's dream," Ashley said. "Do you know what I would give to have Sean screw me uninterrupted for one hour let alone four?"

Belle took another drink. "It wasn't continuous. He stopped every hour or so to catch his breath and change positions."

"You lucky bitch."

"You call that lucky? I had to cancel on you all yesterday because he left me too sore to get out of bed."

"Let me ask you this," Ruby said with a drunken smile. "Did the words no or stop ever come out your mouth during your little fuck-a-thon?"

"Ruby!" Mary-Margret snapped as Belle started blushing. She'd forgotten every word she knew other than his name after the first few minutes.

"What? Judging by Annie's reaction, I'm guessing that she didn't once try to stop her energizer bunny of a husband and must now live with the side effects."

Belle was about to reply when her phone went off. She knew who it was before she even picked it up.

"Yes, love?"

"Did you eat the last of the cherries? I don't see them anywhere."

"No. They're in the back behind the eggs, and you'd better not eat all of them."

She heard him chuckle darkly and shivered. He was definitely up to something. "Oh, Belle. I'm not going to be eating them. You are when you get home while I eat you."

"W-What?"

The other women watched Belle's face grow redder and redder as he told her his plan. When she could take no more, Belle abruptly ended the call and placed the phone down as calmly as her shaking hands allowed.

"What did he say?" Emma asked.

"Let's just say, it involves him, me, cherries, and a lot of whipped cream."

"I always knew he was a freak!" Ruby declared. "Has he tried the Fifty Shades thing on you yet?"

Belle turned redder and tried to banish the dirty thoughts her husband had placed in her mind.

"I just wish I knew what brought this on. He's always been good, but this is…insanely good."

This was followed by a round of theories.

"It's probably just spring fever. It'll pass."

"He might be having a mid-life crisis."

"I bet he's on Viagra."

"Maybe he's just trying to get you pregnant.

It wasn't until the next day that Belle got her answer. Marco, formerly known as Geppetto, entered the diner while she was on her break. The handyman came up to Belle looking very sheepish.

"Mrs. Gold. May I have a word with you about your husband?"

"Sure Marco. He should be here in minute if you need to talk to him in person."

"No. This entire situation is embarrassing as it is."

Belle looked at him, now slightly concerned. "What is it?"

"There seems to have been a mix up on Friday at the Pharmacy." Marco pulled a bottle out of his pocket. "Our pills accidentally got switched. I didn't notice myself until yesterday."

"I'm sorry. I hope it didn't inconvenience you too much."

"Don't worry. My date was not too disappointed."

Date? "What kind of pills did my husband get exactly?"

Marco started blushing and looked at his lap. "They were…male enhancement pills. Please. Have him bring them to me when he can."

He then made a hasty retreat, and Ruby came by grinning. "I knew it! Emma, MM, and Ashley all owe me twenty bucks."

TBC

Since there's no OUAT tonight, I'm posting this for all those patiently awaiting next Sunday like me.