In an innocent whim Belle desobeyed her employer and owner, Rumplestiltskin. Since that, the love and pasion have started moving in a dangerous spell, from which have only three nights to broke it. However, the result might not only change their act...
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Translated by victorylilygreen
Art by themightyrumbeller
How come I must know?
Where obsession needs to go?
How come I must know?
Where the passion hides its feelings?
"Obssesion" – Yuki Kajiura
Chapter 09
Rumplestiltskin could feel himself throbbing in his trousers, but he had reclaimed his sense of self and restrain. In the end he helped Belle find her pleasure before his accumulated desire made him loose his sanity. He felt compelled to do as his maiden had done with her body. He could start by rubbing himself to alleviate his own pain and she would be none the wiser. But he should not or the spell would continue instead of breaking. As long as only one of them found pleasure while in bed, the spell could still be broken. That was the reason behind laying out the incense sticks, so that his maiden would fall asleep after finding her pleasure.
It wasn't just out of simple kindness or courtesy, but a precaution. The young maiden is after all a beginner in what carnal pleasure is and she being under the effects of the spell, he feared the result. He knew very well his own demon of lust, but she was unpredictable. So he found a subtle way to induce her to a deep sleep after things had ended.
He allowed himself a few moments to contemplate the sleeping maiden. She lay placidly on his chest, with a soft rhythm to her breath and the calm serenity of an angel reflected on her face. He could have easily lain with her and she would have succumbed to sleep either way, but it would have been brought to her because of fatigue from moving her body against his... foolish thinking. Rumplestiltskin cleared the idea from his mind. He would not let himself go that far.
Now it was time to light the other two sticks of incense that he had prepared. He lighted them without needing to sit up, only with a flick of his hand. After acknowledging that Belle would stay the night in his chambers, he worked on a way to induce sleep on him without the direct use of magic. It was what had kept him occupied most of the afternoon and away from appearing in front of his maiden, until he had finally got it. He fabricated an incense; one that could be strong enough to induce sleep even in him, the Dark One, one that let him succumb to the land of Orpheus and let him escape the temptations of Eros. Of course, he could transport her back to her room with magic, but why take the trouble when he could indulge in the presence of a beautiful maiden in his own bed? He hadn't had any female company in hundreds of years and in deep inside he knew...
That this was the most he could allow himself.
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Belle slowly woke from her slumber. She heard the birds singing outside letting her know of the start of a new day and yet the sound seemed wrong. Her room being in one of the towers was well above the top of trees, reason why the sound was usually quieter and slightly distorted. After a moment of pondering she finally noticed where she was. Restless and puzzled she opened her eyes. The bed she was in felt far too cozy to even think of abandoning it. She slowly let her fingers dance over the right side of the bed as if she were holding an imaginary lover. The sheets were still warm and with the smell of autumn in them it betrayed the identity of who had previously occupied that space.
