WARNING:

This story is rated K+ (9+) but this chapter is rated M due to its sexual contents. I kept it to a mild description, so it wouldn't diverge too much of the rest of the story's style, but is still explicit enough.

Ye be warned.

I also decided to update this chapter right after "the wedding" because I really feel bad for making you guys wait so long. I struggled two weeks in writing chapter 65 but wrote this one in a few hours. Yay to compensation!

I do not own Once Upon a Time

Chapter 66 – day 74: The Wedding Night

Rumpelstiltskin and Belle giggled as the former cripple walked through the door holding his young wife on his arms, according to tradition. He shut the door behind him with the back of his foot, balancing with some clumsiness to avoid an awkward fall. The sound of the door shutting behind them was welcoming, announcing the peace and privacy he was already longing for hours, if not days and weeks. He rested his foot back on the floor and regained his steadiness. He travelled a few steps in the ample room that was new to him. Their bedroom. Rumpelstitlskin reached the middle of the division and stopped next to the balcony, but in the proximity of the bed. He looked down with affection at his true love.

Lord Maurice's words from earlier were still burning in his ears. The spinner had been shocked with the unusual strong and warm hug coming from the king. The sovereign was surrounded by the odor of wine and was slightly unbalanced. He had blurred first something uncomprehending, but then locked his eyes on his and Rumpelstiltskin had sensed the threat.

"You hurt my girl and I'll rip your guts myself." The spinner had nodded taken aback, wondering to what point the king was serious and to what point it was the wine talking for him. Never in his life would he dare to hurt Belle. Although he knew tonight it was inevitable.

"Are you alright? You're so silent." Rumpelstiltskin decided to break the silence he was starting to experience as heavy.

As much as he had longed and dreamed of this moment, he couldn't help feeling a bit uneasy and could only imagine how nervous Belle was. The princess looked lovingly at him and nodded. She had her arms wrapped around his neck and even when he gently put her back on the ground, she never took them away. She kissed him softly on his lips and rested her cheek on his shoulder. She could see the bed behind him and couldn't help have mixed feelings. She wanted this more than anything else. She wanted to be one with him. But tales of women speaking of pain frightened her. She knew Rumpelstitlskin would never hurt her, but she had heard enough recounts of women telling her men couldn't help and be rash sometimes. She closed her eyes, ignoring and forgetting the bed. It felt good, feeling his arms wrapped around her back, sensing his long fingers intertwining with her hair. Rumpelstitlskin barely moved. He brushed his nose against the skin of her neck with such softness, she hardly could notice it. But it was enough to send little vibrating chills all the way through her body. She smiled tenderly as she felt his lips plant delicate dry kisses on her neck. Belle was thankful for his patience. She lifted her head to face him and read his eyes. They were full of love, of adoration and she felt the air leave her lungs. She wondered how it was possible for two people to love each other so much. And realized how truly lucky she was.

"I love you." She whispered. He smiled and kissed her gently. She knew he needed not to repeat her words.

He kissed her tenderly and bit her lower lip carefully but teasingly. Belle gasped at the thrilling sensation and he took advantage of the moment to slid his tongue inside her warm and sweet mouth. Belle let herself drown on the kiss, engaging and collaborating. It felt right, it felt real, it felt perfect. She wrapped her arms tighter around him, needing to fill him closer and he deepened the kiss, adding some of the lust he needed to release. They kissed for a long time until Belle had to free her lips from his, letting a small moan escape when she gasped for air. She rested her face against his neck, her breathing slightly fast, her heart beating in a rapid rate. Rumpelstitlskin was still holding her close with a tight but careful grip and she knew he was waiting for her authorization to go further. To go beyond kisses and hugs. To go beyond shy and tentative touches. To explore carnal desires. She shivered at the thought and Rumpelstitlskin sensed it.

"Are you nervous?" He knew, of course, the answer. Belle lifted her head and looked into the depths of his eyes. Love, lust, curiosity, worry. Everything combined in one look that melted her heart with one single stare. She nodded.

"A bit." Belle sighed. "But I guess it's normal." She said trying to dismiss it. Trying to show him she was not a young scared inexperienced virgin. Even knowing that was exactly what she was. But he read her fears, smiled kindly and his hands behind her back started making small circles, massaging down to her waist and then back up to her shoulders. Belle shut her eyes softly. "Feels good." It was her way of telling him to go on. Of telling him she was ready.

"If…You tell me to stop if you want me to stop." Rumpelstitlskin said in an almost shaky voice and she nodded, sealing a promise she knew he wouldn't need to fulfill.

His gaze left her eyes as he slid his right hand from her shoulder and touched her bare skin on the edge of her dress's cleavage. He bent a bit so his lips touched her velvet skin under her ear and traced small kisses on her neck line. Belle closed her eyes, each small kiss sending electrifying vibes through her body. His lips met hers again and demanded the interior of her mouth, which she granted willingly. She could feel his fingers intertwine on her dress's back laces, untying them so the material loosened itself from her skin. She could feel his hands were trembling slightly as he slowly pushed the material down, so her back was partially uncovered. He left her mouth, leaving her wanting for more, and looked down at her chest with a slight frown. Belle could feel her face flush, feeling exposed under his gaze.

"Why do you people insist in wearing all these layers?" He half complained, half joked as he pointed his index on Belle's bodice. Belle released a giggle, widening her husband's grin.

"You are full of layers too." She replied and Rumpelstiltskin bend his head slightly to the side in curiosity, wondering if the phrase had a double meaning.

His little quip had given her some space to overcome her shyness and she started unbuttoning his jacket. She carefully took it off, revealing a long sleeved undershirt. Belle traced her index on the embroidered pattern of the material and then lifted her eyes to meet his. Rumpelstitlskin's expression was unreadable but she could see lust invading this dark orbs. He rested his hand on her cheek and kissed her lips, more vigorously than before. He kissed her hungrily, planted hot kisses on her neck and collarbone, back to her mouth. Belle gently moaned as the touch was pleasantly inviting, making every cell of her body scream out for his. Her hands dug on his shirt, desperately needing to feel his skin. Her fingers intertwined with his hair, setting it to a messy state. Their breathing was fast and deep and soon Rumpelstilstkin guided Belle with hungry kisses to their bed. He looked at her face when Belle collapsed with her back on the bed. She could read the worry in his eyes so she reached out for him, pressed her lips on his and pulled his body close to hers.

The temperature was rising. The kisses became hungrier and hotter. Their hands had lives of their own and drew the lines of their bodies. Belle meowed softly under him, causing him to tremble and curse internally as the pressure in his body grew. The bodice was quickly removed and Belle was surprised she wasn't bothered by the way he was staring at her naked body.

"Oh gods." He gasped, as he gently caressed the skin next to her breast. "You're even more beautiful than I imagined." Belle blushed intensively and for the first time in her life she was proud of her body.

Wanting to have the same right as her husband, Belle pushed his shirt over his head. She hesitantly placed a hand on his bare chest and looked up at Rumpelstiltskin. He moved closer to her, so he was practically lying on top of her slender body. Although she could feel his body pressing thought the material and against her, wanting all of her; he did not push or insist in having his way. Instead he kissed her tenderly, slowly, lovingly. They kissed sweetly while their arms and legs wrapped around each other. Belle breathed fast, feeling the pressure build on her. She closed her eyes and enjoyed each kiss, each lick, each nibble Rumpelstiltskin would take of her creamy skin. Belle adored the way he caressed and touched her, the way it drove her mad. She truly thought it could not get any better, when suddenly his finger slip under her underwear and found her most sensible part. Belle's eyes shot open and she sat up straight at the overwhelming feeling with a yelp. Rumpelstitlskin froze, staring at her with some surprise and curiosity.

"What was that?" She gasped, wanting to feel it again.

"Your clitoris?" He answered as it was the most obvious thing in the world. Belle blushed terribly. She had read a few naughty books in the past out of curiosity, so she knew what it was. She felt embarrassed by Rumpelstiltskin's years of experience next to her ignorance. And he noticed her awkwardness.

"Did it feel good?" He asked already smirking, for he knew the answer. Belle nodded, feeling the red in her face increase. He leaned on her to kiss her lips while his finger returned to her untouched genital. "Does it feel good?" He asked and she nodded again, gasping as his small movements created intense and overwhelming sensations on her body.

Belle remained seated while Rumpelstitlskin remained leaned on his knees. Their faces were close to each other, their temples and noses often touching while his fingers increased the pleasure between her legs. Belle was overwhelmed by the strange sensations and her body starting moving by its own accord. She wrapped her arms against his back, pushing him closer. He remained on his knees, his lower body distanced from hers, but their chests were against each other. Belle pressed her face against his neck and released small afflicted moans, as his fingers increased the unfamiliar pleasure to an unbearable level. He smiled when he felt her legs tremble and her soft voice call out for him over and over. She finally let out a small yell while a wave of immeasurable pleasure swept all over her body.

"Was it good?" He asked.

"Yes." Belle said in a cracked voice. Her head was still resting against his neck and she was taking deep breaths. She could feel her heart pump wildly inside her chest. She could feel her hair glued against her face. She could feel her body already craving for his again. Never in her life had she felt something close to that kind of pleasure and wondered why she never bedded a man before. Rumpelstiltskin was kissing her shoulder, sending new chills of anticipation down her spine. "Rumpel?"

"Mmm?"

"I'm ready." She whispered.

He halted his kisses a few moments and then returned to them, with a new hungriness. He gently pushed her head back, so he could kiss her neck and then her mouth. His hands guided her to lie on her back, her hands wrapped around his back at all times. It didn't take long for him to remove her underwear and soon he was disposing of his trousers. She had told him she was ready, and still he hesitated. Like he was afraid to scare her of at the last moment. His eyes searched for hers and she read the plea and fears in them. Her hands found his underwear and she tentatively slid them down. Rumpelstiltskin pulled the rest down for her and lay on top of her. Skin on skin. They were equally naked and it felt so right.

"Can I…?" He asked, never daring to upset Belle in any possible way.

"Yes."

He kissed her lips and carefully slid his body inside her small entrance. Belle let out a muffed scream. Her eyes were shut closed and her nails were digging on his back as she felt a sharp pain inside of her. He stopped a few seconds and the pain subdued quickly. "I'm okay." Belle whispered chocked while they locked their gazes.

"I love you." He said and Belle smiled, fighting tears in her eyes.

They kissed as she allowed him to touch her. Belle never thought that pain could transform itself into pleasure. She felt her body relax under his and trusted completely in Rumpelstiltskin. He was gentle and careful with her, passionate and skilled with his touches and movements. Soon she learned to dance with him and their bodies engaged in a pact of passion and love. It was painful, it was pleasurable. It was sweet and tender, mad and hot and passionate. Everything seemed to intensify to an insane level and Belle felt like her life depended in this man's touch. She whispered his name, she called out for the gods. She moaned incomprehensible words as her mind grew increasingly blank, her bodily senses taking over her entirely. Belle was sure Rumpelstiltskin was torturing her, but she craved for more of this suffering. She felt her whole body stiffen and tremble under his powerful moves. Belle pulled her head back, shut her eyes hard and dug her nails in Rumpelstitkskin's skin until she was sure he was bleeding. It was too much pain and pleasure combined to bear and she was certain she was about to die. And then she heard a series of loud moans that she knew were hers, but didn't sound like her voice. She all her cells scream of joy and pleasure, waves of marvelous satisfaction and happiness swept over her entire body. She lay back lazily, enjoying the last remnants of the mad pleasure and allowed him have his way with her body until he too trembled inside of her and kissed her madly.

They lied next to each other, holding their bodies as close as possible, while their bodies slowly recovered. Belle relished each deep and short breath Rumpelstiltskin took, just like the fast beating of his heart against hers. Belle smiled happily and kissed her husband happily.

"I'm happy I kept myself for you." She said, unaware of how sensual she had sounded and looked. Rumpelstitlskin smiled equally satisfied and kissed her lips.

"I am honored…I only wished it would have happened earlier." He teased and Belle giggled amused.

"I guess we'll have to compensate for the lost time." She said without thinking and then blushed terribly when she realized what she had just blurted. She would have laughed if it weren't for her embarrassment, from Rumpelstiltskin's obvious shocked (but delighted) expression. He smirked mischievously.

"You said it yourself." He gave a teasing nib on her neck, causing a suppressed giggle from Belle. Then he his expression went serious. "How are you?" Belle followed his gaze to the stained blood on her pale skin and could hear the guilt in his voice.

"Little sore, I guess. It hardly hurt."

"Uhm…Aren't you a brave one?" She knew he meant it as a quip, but she could hear the honesty in his words.

They remained a while staring into each other's eyes until Belle slowly felt her eyes become heavier and her mind drift away. The last thing she remembered before falling asleep was feeling a soft sheet covering her body.

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