Gold got out of the bathroom, feeling his heart swell with pure love as he saw Belle. He tried to keep silent and slowly inched his way into bed, laying by her side, his heart in his eyes.
He watched her reading, waiting for her to finish her chapter.
Belle hadn’t noticed him enter the room, but as she felt him get on the bed, she smiled warmly, and as she finished reading that page, she turned around to look at him.
"Hey sweetheart," she said sweetly. "Are you ready to sleep now?"
He sighed, knowing that he was unable to hide it from her forever. "Yes. Peter Pan— he was my father, once. He was a man. He abandoned me, for… for eternal youth."
Belle gulped, casting her eyes down for a moment.
"That… that’s rough…" she said softly, not really knowing what to say. She had not imagined that Peter Pan would be his father - who could have foreseen such a thing? "But… but perhaps it’s good you’re family. Perhaps he’ll go easier on Bae because of it…"
Gold wondered if it was rude to look at Belle drying herself but didn’t do it. He waited until she was out before taking his cock in his hand and stroking it.
Images flashed behind his eyelids : Belle, Belle and even more Belle in her everyday life, typing, eating, smiling…
It took him three pumps before he spilled himself against the shower wall with a loud grunt. He rinsed everything.
Gold got out of the shower, dried himself and dressed. He was suddenly exhausted. Coming twice in one hour was something unheard of for him and he felt like he had spilled his soul down her drain.
Belle was already waiting in bed again, once more wearing her pajamas as she was reading a book. Her hair was a little damp, not wet though, and she hoped it wouldn’t be difficult to style the next day.
It was late, and Belle realized she needed to start sleeping soon, or Regina wouldn’t be happy.
"Of course, Belle, of course. You set the pace, my love. I wonder what I did to deserve a woman like you…"
He kissed her. “You’re a gem, a real keeper, and I’m glad to be the one you chose.”
Gold decided he needed to train for next week. He needed to build up some stamina and learn how to pleasure her.
He looked into her eyes. “I love you so much…” The image of her in a wedding dress flashed before him and he couldn’t help kiss her tenderly.
His words caused her to smile, and she closed her eyes once more as they kissed, sweetly kissing his cheek.
"No worries, my love, I think you’re a keeper as well. Part of me can’t wait to see what we’ll end up like… how things will look between us in a year or more, you know… And I want to know what everything will be like, but I don’t want to rush it either." She sweetly kissed him again. "I’ll see you in a few minutes."
She winked as she approvingly looked at his torso, then turned around and hopped out of the stall, taking a towel to dry herself off.
"Don’t you feel frustrated ? Achy ? Like… there’s something bound to happen and you want to ? We can… and not make love, you know…"
He felt like an out of control animal, all wild and screwed and desiring, and if he was perfectly honest, he wanted something to happen tonight. However if Spinner was a rascal, Gold was not and would not let anything happen to Belle. Maybe it was time to bind Spinner a little, he had a tendancy to run his mouth too much. He should slam his ankle against the wall to grasp a bit of control, maybe.
She nodded, understanding what he meant. “I understand what you’re feeling, but it’s different for me. Yes, it’s frustrating, but my will-power can overcome it… easily. It just takes character for a woman. For a man… Well, you guys are built differently, you can’t just ignore it or will it away as easily, I guess… but I know now that I want to go to sleep, I need that if I want to be decent at work tomorrow, and then next weekend… we’ll see how it goes then… Let’s just get through the week first, alright?”
She shot him an encouraging smile, hoping he agreed. “Also, I can hop out of the shower and then you can relieve yourself - I take no offense whatsoever, in case you’re worried about that.”
"I agree," he murmured. "Though I have to…" He looked awfully embarrassed and he did a vague gesture indicating his need to masturbate. "I’m too far gone, it won’t calm down."
Then he figured it was probably the same for her. “And… you ?”
Belle blushed, understanding him.
"It’s different for me," Belle assured him softly. "No risk of blue balls or anything… I can just wait. In fact, wouldn’t be much of a problem at all. For me it’s a choice. I can either masturbate, or wait a little while longer for you - for us - to make love, properly. I choose the latter."
"I want to do what you want to do, Belle…" He kissed her brow and pulled her against him. "You said you wanted to wait, I’m okay with it. But look at us…" He kissed her again, desire clouding his ming. "All wet, hot and bothered." Gold moved his hands over her back, biting back a moan when his half erected cock brushed against her thigh. He blinked slowly, tasting her mouth again. "Tell me what to do…"
Belle closed her eyes, trying to think clearly, but she could not. She was too bothered for it indeed, and she knew what her body wanted, but she also knew that her mind was in no state to make this decision now, and she knew that she needed to sleep soon.
"We should stop," she said slowly, opening her eyes again, looking at him a little sadly. "Now is not the time - even if we both want to, it’s too soon - and it would be rushed, and I don’t want it to be rushed. But I do enjoy kissing and cuddling you… Perhaps it’s better to do that with our clothes on… No accidents that way…" She sighed, knowing that a part of her wanted more.
Each ones of her caresses was a marvellous sensation Gold could hardly stand. He leaned against the wall, hugging her body to his, and he spread his legs for her to stand between them, as close as he could. He felt the first stirrings of his cock coming slowly back to life.
"Belle," he asked slowly, murmuring against her throat. "What are we doing ?"
Gulping, Belle pulled away from his lips, giving him a faint smile. “Ehm… Showering and eh… getting a little distracted…”
She kept her hands on his shoulders, but stopped moving them around. “I just eh… kind of went with it.”
After all, he had asked to shower, she had suggested to both shower, and then they had started kissing nearly immediately. “Perhaps we should take a rain check on this? Continue next week with this, if you like?”