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Chapter 18 (smut)

This chapter contains some minimal smut so if you don't like that stuff ya might want to skip

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Belle has been gone for so long that it has become nighttime. Adam, Lefou, and I were all becoming worried. Once Belle has come back, she looked exhausted. Her eyes drooped along with her shoulders, and she was very close to tears. Adam walks up to her and pulls her in a tight embrace, however she does not hug back. 

Adam asks her what's wrong, "I tried to get everyone to come back to the castle, but they wouldn't listen." 

Belle looks towards me and Lefou, "They're scared of you Gaston." 

I bite the inside of my lip and look down. 

She walks up to me and places a hand on my arm, "It's not your fault, they didn't know." I look up at her meeting her eyes.

"I'm still very sorry Belle." 

She pats my arm lightly and begins to head up to her and Adam's room. Adam follows her after he pats my arm as well. Lefou then comes up to me, "Let's go to bed love." I nod and follow him up to our room. 

As we walk to our room I catch my reflection in a mirror. I walk up to the mirror and look at my tied-back hair. I remove the ribbon and watch as my hair falls down my shoulders. I see Lefou walk up behind me in the mirror, "What are you doing Love?" he says as he combs his fingers through my hair. 

"I think it's time," I say.

"Time for what, dear?"

"My hair really needs to be cut." I look at him in the mirror. "Don't you agree?"

He runs his fingers through my hair again, "Yes, I think so too. I just want to play with it for a while, if you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all, in fact, you can cut it yourself." He stops playing with my hair and looks at me in the mirror. 

"So I can do whatever I want?" He asks raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, I trust you dearly."

"Come with me." He walks towards the bathroom, and I follow him. 

When we reach the bathroom he pulls up a chair that was in the corner of the room and pulls it in front of a mirror. He pats the seat, gesturing me to sit down. I move towards the seat but before I can sit down Lefou stops me. 

"This needs to come off." 

He points to my shirt. I look down then back up at him raising my eyebrow, "Oh, I see what you're trying to do." I walk closer to him, grabbing his waist and pulling him against me. He places his hands on my chest, and we both connect our lips for a brief moment. 

"No, but seriously dear I don't want to get hair on your shirt." 

We laugh for a little while, then I unbuttoned my vest and undershirt. After I take off my undershirt I see Lefou gaze at my chest my face starts to become red, "If you want to you can touch." 

He looks into my eyes, as he begins to slowly walk towards me. He reaches out his hand and touches my bare chest. He then moves down and touches the ripples on my stomach, tracing them with his fingers in gentle circles. He then traces the lines that lead down below the top of my trousers, making my face hot in the process.