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Lover of things small, dark, quiet and messy

Fic: Sunday Evening

calonari:

rufeepeach:

Title: Sunday Evening (Time of Day)
Rating: Oh, so NC-17
Summary: Belle mentions an old Halloween outfit to Gold, and he requests a live demonstration.

For Marchie, who wanted Belle dressed as a french maid, and Gold speaking French, and basically any other sexy pun you can make from Belle French’s last name. So here it is.

Set between ‘Saturday Morning’ and ‘Monday Morning’, for anyone who wants canon. They’ve only been hooking up a few weeks at this point.

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“You know,” Belle says, with a look in her eyes that’d be worrying if she weren’t naked and smiling at him, “Your house is massive.

Okay, perhaps not the exact words Gold had expected, considering how the last time she looked at him like that he’d ended up bound by his own neckties to the bedposts in the spare room, but he doesn’t comment.

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“spreading her out like a three-course dinner on the dining table”

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd, I’m out.

#my sexual frustration reached his peak right now

  #I think I just killed my wife    #mission accomplished then    #and yes feather duster    #my first thought with 'french maid' tbh    #fic: sunday evening    #time of day verse  

Fic: Sunday Evening

Title: Sunday Evening (Time of Day)
Rating: Oh, so NC-17
Summary: Belle mentions an old Halloween outfit to Gold, and he requests a live demonstration.

For Marchie, who wanted Belle dressed as a french maid, and Gold speaking French, and basically any other sexy pun you can make from Belle French’s last name. So here it is.

Set between ‘Saturday Morning’ and ‘Monday Morning’, for anyone who wants canon. They’ve only been hooking up a few weeks at this point.

—-

“You know,” Belle says, with a look in her eyes that’d be worrying if she weren’t naked and smiling at him, “Your house is massive.

Okay, perhaps not the exact words Gold had expected, considering how the last time she looked at him like that he’d ended up bound by his own neckties to the bedposts in the spare room, but he doesn’t comment.

Read More

  #rumbelle    #belle    #Rumpelstiltskin    #mr gold    #ouat    #once upon a time    #time of day verse    #fic: sunday evening    #storybrooke