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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Once_Upon_a_Time_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Belle/Rumplestiltskin_|_Mr._Gold
  Character:
      Belle_(Once_Upon_a_Time), Rumplestiltskin_|_Mr._Gold, Red_Riding_Hood_|
      Ruby
  Additional Tags:
      Birthday, One-Shot, PWP
  Series:
      Part 2 of Dumbest_Idea
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-04-22 Words: 1213
****** Belle's Birthday ******
by Cinnie
Summary
     Set for back in July of Dumbest Idea, Mr. Gold and Belle have
     birthday sex. XD
Belle turns seventeen today, though, she thinks in some ways this is her first
birthday. She’d had cupcakes at the park with her friends earlier and Ruby had
cheerily told her that she was staying with Granny tonight and that ‘’he’s all
your honey!” before sauntering off as well as her pregnant body would allow.
‘He’ of course being Cameron Gold, town monster and her and Ruby’s shared
lover. She’d blushed for some reason but got over it quickly.
They went out for dinner, a Thai restaurant she’d wanted to check out. Not a
five star place or all that fancy but the food was good and their conversation
flowed easily.
When they arrived back home the strange nervousness came back, fluttering away
like sugar high butterflies as he took her coat and led her up the stairs to
the bedroom. Once they reached the room they both paused. Finally, Cameron
turned to look at her. “Belle,” and her new name, said in his deep brogue sends
shivers down her spine. “It’s your birthday dearie, what do you want? Tell me,
won’t you, tell me exactly what you want…”
Oh, she feels a full body flush pop up as he’s says that, the passion that
fills his voice as he asks to be told what she wants him to do to her is
intoxicating and her underwear is soaked in seconds. She contemplates his
question, while he stands there, staring at her hungrily, his chest heaving in
eagerness.
What does Belle want? She knows what Lacey would expect, a good hard fuck,
maybe have him go down on her first…but what did Belle want?
“Worship me,” she says breathlessly, “we’ll go from there.” He comes to her as
though pulled buy strings. His hands come up and delicately clasp her
shoulders, turning her around to undo her dress, his fingers kept brushing the
skin of her back, and then his lips were there, easing down with every button
he undid. Finally he was done at the dress fell, pooling at her feet.
He unlatched her silky bra long fingered hands cupping her breasts from behind
as he pressed against her, held her arms forward and let the bra fall off as
her head fell back to his shoulder, his hands gently kneading her breasts,
fingers pinching at her nipples.
Slowly he brought his hands down, calluses rough on her soft skin and oh so
wonderful. He found her panties and hand flat to her hips, started to slide
them off on her, Belle wiggling a bit to aide in their decent. Happily naked,
she went to turn around but he held her fast, encouraging her forward, until
she crawled onto the bed, “lay on your stomach please love,” he said and she
obeyed, wondering what he was planning.
She heard the sound of him removing his shoes and socks, his suit jacket and
vest, she raised her head quickly, “Leave the rest on, please; I want to take
them off of you later.” She requested. His warm chuckle filled the room “As you
wish.”
With that he climbed onto the bed, laying on his side as he ran his hand from
the back of her neck down the slope of her spine, over her bum, and briefly
squeezing a cheek and on ‘till he reach the back of her knee. Then his fingers
began their languorous journey back up, fingertips just brushing between her
thighs and over the split of her bottom, back on up a dup, then down, this time
his lips ghosting along, barely there after his hand.
Her breathing had sped up and she sighed, her legs moving just a tad, arousal
definitely beginning to make itself know via the smooth stickiness forming
between them. Slowly he turned her over onto her back, and her legs parted
slightly without her telling them too, just this amount of touch and she was oh
so ready. Cameron merely smiled at her, looking pleased, before dropping his
head down to claim her lips, he kept the kiss light and teasing, not but
sipping at her eager mouth and she mewled in frustration, making him laugh.
Her breath caught as his tie brushed over one of her breasts, the silk slipping
exotically over her sensitive skin. Then Cam moved and deliberately sent the
silk sliding over her, the tip barely touching the tops of her curls and her
back arched as she gave a little cry of frustration.
Then he was sliding down her body and wicked grin curling on his lips. “Worship
you eh? Well, I shall do my best oh goddess.” With that he was kissing her
thighs, before heading up, past her need to her dismay and over her belly,
dipping his tongue in her bellybutton and then onto her breasts.
He gently caressed one breast. While kissing and licking at the underside of
the other, before his thumb flicked over the nipple of one and his lips at
teeth attacked. Her back arched again, moan and cries falling from her lips as
her hands came up to hold his head to her chest in desperation.
Her legs once again tried to part, eager for friction but the dratted man had
caught them between his own legs so she was left with no source of friction and
going mad with it.
After what seemed like ages his mouth finally journeyed back to where she
needed him most and just the brush of his lips on her inner thighs had her
sobbing in need. A swipe of his tongue and she was flying, her orgasm rushing
through her.
Cam of course, didn’t even give her a moment to catch her breath before he was
licking away at her, her body quivering into arousal again as his tongue made
its way inside, lapping deeply, Belle dug her nails into the back of his head,
unable to stop herself as her thighs clamped around him.
On and on, he kept at her dragging her to peak and cheerfully letting her fall
only to start it over again and until her cries became hoarse and body little
more than goo. At last he crawled back up her, kissing her deeply and her
stupid fingers brushed down him, a giggle making its way out of her mouth as
she realized he was still fully dressed.
She pulled vaguely on his clothes, knowing her dexterity was gone anyway but
wanting him in her, desperately needed to feel him com within her.
Ever obedient, he undressed and was covering her, gently he eased his way
inside, any more than that would have been too much for her oversensitive
flesh. Softly he rocked, barely moving and her mind went numb with the pleasure
of at last being fully filled.
Belle raised her head and sucked a hickey onto Cam’s neck, smiling as it
brought him over the edge.  Softly, he slipped out of her, she was vaguely
aware of him cleaning her off before he got them both tucked into bed, she
tucked herself against his side, reveling in the little aftershocks still 
pulsing through her system and heard him say “Happy Birthday Belle” before she
drifted off. Half-formed plans for the morning making her mouth curve wickedly.
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