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Belle was no stranger to the word beauty. She'd been told that she was beautiful all her life by nearly everyone that met her. Her name meant it, and her looks were usually the first, if not the only, thing about her that most people complimented. All but one. Belle smiled as she thought about the one person that wasn't completely focused on her looks and just happened to be the most beautiful man she'd ever seen.

Rumpelstiltskin had been gone for days working on a deal for days and returned late last night. He'd slept for most of the morning, and Belle decided to wake him up for a late breakfast. She entered his room quietly so as not to wake him, and just as she expected, Rumpel was still asleep when she entered. Belle placed the tray on the table by his bed and went to open the window. Before, she had hadn't been able to do this, but she'd since made him remove the nails from all the curtains in the castle. This included the ones in his room, and Belle wasted no time opening the curtains as wide as possible.

This had no effect since Rumpel's face was buried into his pillow. It did, however, give Belle a beautiful view. Her master was fast asleep on his stomach with arms spread out across the bed and snoring lightly. The mid-morning sun beamed through the window and hit his bare back and arms. His skin seemed to glitter from the light, and Belle smiled to herself. He was beautiful in the most exotic way. He'd never believe her if she said it, of course, but she knew.

Unable to resist, Belle went over to the bed and slowly ran her hand up his back. His skin was soft and she could feel his spine as she dragged her hand up and down. Rumpel let out a low moan into his pillow and unconsciously arched into her touch. He didn't wake up, but his movement did cause the duvet to fall. The cover slid off the bed to the floor revealing Rumpel's very bare backside to Belle.

Belle immediately started to blush. She'd longed to see what he'd been hiding underneath his leathers for a while, but this was better than anything she'd dreamed of. After seeing this, she was slightly disappointed that he hadn't rolled over, but she knew that if his back was gold so was the rest of him. An evil smile then formed on her face. Without warning, Belle drew back her hand and brought it down hard on his exposed rear end.

A load shriek of shock came from Rumpel afterward. In his surprised state, the Dark-One's feet twisted up in the end of the duvet that was still on the bed. The momentum made him fall off the edge of the bed and onto the floor. Belle covered her mouth to stifle her laughter and looked to at Rumpelstiltskin. The man in question glared up at her, but it had little effect. Belle doubted that she could ever be afraid of him after seeing him naked, upside down, and tangled in a bed sheet.

"I'm going to kill you when I get up."

In that case, she had nothing to lose. Belle fled from the room, laughing all the way. Sure, he'd find her later, but hopefully he'd be in a better mood by then.

Grumbling, Rumpelstiltskin picked himself up and tossed the covers back on the bed. He then noticed the tray Belle had left behind. He lifted the lid and found the breakfast she'd made for him. Fresh pancakes, eggs, bacon sat on the tray along with his usual tea. She'd even placed a rose in a small vase in the corner of the tray. It all smelled delicious.

With a small smile, Rumpel sat on the edge of his bed and put the tray in his lap. As always, her cooking was as wonderful as it smelled. Taking a sip of his tea, Rumpel smiled to himself.

I'll murder her when I finish eating.

TBC