The Deal

Okay so im further along in the show but not by much, i saw his scene with belle and that kinda makes it hard for me to take the story in the direction that i want so lets just say that he never met belle, and i am aware that he had a relationship with Cora but when im writing about that i have to be somewhat vague because im still in season one.

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He had become somewhat distant after they made love the first time, saying he had some business to attend to and he would be back later in the night. She was a little sad, but somewhat relieved he didn't want to do it again yet, she was sore. Before his departure he told her she would find a tub in the back if she wished to bathe, and true to his word she found a large copper tub filled with hot water and she began to wash herself. She sat in the soapy water  long after she was done thinking about life, about her mother that had died years past, her beloved father, and Rumplestiltskin who she was indebted to. She had been humming a nursery rhyme to herself and hadn't heard the click of his shoes on the cobble stone but when she looked up she saw him watching her. She felt the need to slink deeper into the tub so she could hide her exposed breasts but stayed where she was.

 "Did you have a nice time out?" she inquired shyly.

 "Yes. And no. But mostly yes. Im beginning to think I could have had more fun here though, but business is business. What did you do while I was gone sweet, just bathe?"

 "Yes, its I rare thing for me to have a bath, mostly I just bathe in the stream in the woods, its refreshing but cold, I wanted I stay in the warmth a bit, but now that your here I think I'll be getting out. A hand?" She held out her hand for him to grab, he stared a moment then took it with a wide grin and gently helped her out His eyes momentarily stuck on her large breasts , she saw  lust in his eyes, oh god, she hoped he would still look at her like that once he saw her all the way naked. Soon his eyes went lower and stayed. He was looking at her scars, and she couldn't bare to see the disgust enter his eyes so she looked over her shoulder.

"Who did this to you? It wasn't your father was it ?" he questioned softly.

 "No my father wouldn't do a thing like that... No, it was a few of the village boys. I should have warned you about them earlier but you seemed eager to start and I didn't want spoil the mood. Im sorry, I hope it doesn't bother you terribly but if it does I shall cover them up." She made a move to grab her dress but he held up a hand.

 "Nonsense, every part of you iv seen is beautiful, even those scars, they tell a story. Do you want to tell me about them?" she could tell he was morbidly curious, at least he wasn't disgusted like she thought he would be.

 "Well I told you earlier that the few times I tried to leave they punished me, well one of the times I tried to leave I got caught by the blacksmiths sons. To make a long story short they had knifes and they used them as you can very well tell, and I thought they meant to kill me but luckily for me my blood drew a pack of wolves that scared them off, even luckier the wolves did not hurt me, instead they licked my wounds and watched over me as I slept. When I went back to the village I had learned that they had told everyone I had been eaten my wolves, imagine the surprise they had when I strolled through town, unfortunately though that only reinforced everyone's believe that I am indeed a witch, what other reason would the wolves leave me alone? I don't even know... But ever since then I have found solace in the woods and amongst the wolves." Her voice trialed off thoughtfully.

 "Did they get in trouble?"

 "Hmm?"

 "The blacksmiths sons, did they get in trouble for hurting you?" he asks softly.

 "HA! That's an amusing thought, the beloved blacksmith scolding his sons for hurting the witches daughter, no... They didn't get in trouble, I never told anyone what they did, not even my father, the only person I ever told was you...." He stared at her a long moment.

 "You are a very peculiar girl Esmeralda." Now was her turn to stare.

 "How do you know my name? I never told you."

 "My dear it is my job to know such things, you knew mine it was only befitting that I learned yours." He smiled a toothy grin. She felt the overwhelming need to kiss him then, she leaned over him, her bare breasts brushing against his shirt, and passionately kissed him. He stilled just a second before kissing her back, his calloused hands found her breasts and began kneading them, she moaned softly in his mouth and she felt him smile against her lips. She squeaked slightly when his hand went lower, touching her most private of places. His mouth moved lower, kissing her neck, then her chest, then finally his mouth latched onto one of her nipples and she moaned again but louder and longer. Her hand wound itself in his hair and she pulled and twisted  slightly as his fingers worked their magic, while her other hand ran up and down his back causing him to hiss in pleasure.

 "I didn't think you would be ready for such activities so soon, what a pleasant surprise." he went back to sucking on her breast.

 "Ahh, please." She sighed.

 "Please what dear?" he asked with a mischievous smile. She blushed a prettily.

 "Please, can we please do it again?"

 "What is "it" darling, please be descriptive."

 "Please Rumpelstiltskin I need you, I need you inside me." she helplessly clawed at his back.

 "Oh very well, iv never been one to deny a beautiful woman, do you want it here or in the bedroom?" His husky voice made her shiver.

 "Bedroom please." remembering how uncomfortable it was when they did it standing.

 He lifted her up with ease and she wrapped her arms around his neck and planted several wet kisses on his cheek. He sat her on the bed in a sitting position and he kissed his way down her stomach then softly pushed her back down.

 "Wha- ohhhhhh" he began kissing her, but not on her mouth but rather between her legs, and she quickly decided this was her favorite type of kiss.

 "You taste like honey." His voice was so deep and his tongue was so skilled she didn't know if she could hold on. Her thighs clamped down on his head hard as her world went starry.