Fic: Like Burning PG-13
Title: Like Burning
Author: kathrynthegr8
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Rating: pg-13
Pairings/Characters: Rumple/Belle
Warnings: mild violence
Word count: Less than 1k
Disclaimer: Please don’t sue me?
A/N: Written for the fic comment meme over on my LJ. This one is for eeyore9990 who requested some Rumple/Belle fic "Like Burning". Special thanks to khan81 for the lightening fast beta! All mistakes are mine.
He could forgive a chipped tea cup, but when she broke a hundred year old pocket watch he could no longer look away.
“This belonged to one of the greatest scientists of our time! And now it is ruined.” Rumplestiltskin had wanted to yell, but kept his voice pitched low and deadly instead. “If I didn’t know any better I’d think you destroyed it on purpose.”
“I explained that it was an accident. You shouldn’t leave things in your pockets on wash days.” Belle lowered her eyes, and backed up a step before continuing. “I am sorry. Is there any way I can replace it?”
“No you clueless girl, you cannot replace it! Don’t you understand, it wasn’t just an object? Nothing in this castle is!” He advanced toward her slowly and closed the doors to the room with a wave of his hand. There would be no escape.
“No, I don’t understand. Why don’t you explain it to me?” Her eyes began to tear up and her voice was pleading. Such a pretty thing. She could never know the effect she had on him. That he would give up every possession ,and all the souls attached to them, if he could have her.
He summoned a chair from the corner and sat down. “Come here, my dearest. It’s time we worked this out.”
Belle’s throat clicked audibly when she swallowed. ‘Worked what out?” Her eyes were wide now, the few tears that escaped leaving a trail down her pink cheeks.
“Your punishment, of course.” Rumplestiltskin giggled and then laughed outright. “Don’t fight it, the sooner we start the sooner it will end.” Oh, he was going to enjoy this. Probably too much. It would be a long delayed release of the emotions he’d kept pent up since she’d moved in with him.
Belle lifted her chin, accepting her fate. “Fine. What will you do? Starve me? You don’t pay me anything, so you can’t take away my wages.”
“Oh no, that would never do. I can’t have you passing out from malnourishment and laying about can I?” He reached out and grabbed her around her waist, pulling her across his lap. “I think this will do well. Hold still.”
With strength that he hid well to the casual observer he laid one arm across her back, holding her still while spanked her across the backside with his other hand. At first she struggled, screaming in indignation and calling him every foul name he had ever heard (and a few that were rather creative, even by his standards).
But eventually she stilled, lying limp across his knees and remaining silent. The smooth, round feel of her ass as he smacked it became a distraction and his breathing quickened.
“I believe that is enough.” Rumplestiltskin lowered his hand for the last time, gasping when it made contact. “I trust you will be more careful of my possessions from now on.”
“Yes,” Belle answered quietly, standing slowly on unsteady legs. “I’ll remember.”
She turned to walk away and he felt a tug of what might have been a conscience, if he still had one. “I hope that wasn’t too harsh.” He would not apologize. He would not.
“It’s fine. It only hurts a little. Burns mostly.” Belle continued to the door and didn’t look back.
“Yes. I know exactly what you mean.” But he didn’t think she heard him and all he heard was the closing of the door.
Author: kathrynthegr8
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Rating: pg-13
Pairings/Characters: Rumple/Belle
Warnings: mild violence
Word count: Less than 1k
Disclaimer: Please don’t sue me?
A/N: Written for the fic comment meme over on my LJ. This one is for eeyore9990 who requested some Rumple/Belle fic "Like Burning". Special thanks to khan81 for the lightening fast beta! All mistakes are mine.
He could forgive a chipped tea cup, but when she broke a hundred year old pocket watch he could no longer look away.
“This belonged to one of the greatest scientists of our time! And now it is ruined.” Rumplestiltskin had wanted to yell, but kept his voice pitched low and deadly instead. “If I didn’t know any better I’d think you destroyed it on purpose.”
“I explained that it was an accident. You shouldn’t leave things in your pockets on wash days.” Belle lowered her eyes, and backed up a step before continuing. “I am sorry. Is there any way I can replace it?”
“No you clueless girl, you cannot replace it! Don’t you understand, it wasn’t just an object? Nothing in this castle is!” He advanced toward her slowly and closed the doors to the room with a wave of his hand. There would be no escape.
“No, I don’t understand. Why don’t you explain it to me?” Her eyes began to tear up and her voice was pleading. Such a pretty thing. She could never know the effect she had on him. That he would give up every possession ,and all the souls attached to them, if he could have her.
He summoned a chair from the corner and sat down. “Come here, my dearest. It’s time we worked this out.”
Belle’s throat clicked audibly when she swallowed. ‘Worked what out?” Her eyes were wide now, the few tears that escaped leaving a trail down her pink cheeks.
“Your punishment, of course.” Rumplestiltskin giggled and then laughed outright. “Don’t fight it, the sooner we start the sooner it will end.” Oh, he was going to enjoy this. Probably too much. It would be a long delayed release of the emotions he’d kept pent up since she’d moved in with him.
Belle lifted her chin, accepting her fate. “Fine. What will you do? Starve me? You don’t pay me anything, so you can’t take away my wages.”
“Oh no, that would never do. I can’t have you passing out from malnourishment and laying about can I?” He reached out and grabbed her around her waist, pulling her across his lap. “I think this will do well. Hold still.”
With strength that he hid well to the casual observer he laid one arm across her back, holding her still while spanked her across the backside with his other hand. At first she struggled, screaming in indignation and calling him every foul name he had ever heard (and a few that were rather creative, even by his standards).
But eventually she stilled, lying limp across his knees and remaining silent. The smooth, round feel of her ass as he smacked it became a distraction and his breathing quickened.
“I believe that is enough.” Rumplestiltskin lowered his hand for the last time, gasping when it made contact. “I trust you will be more careful of my possessions from now on.”
“Yes,” Belle answered quietly, standing slowly on unsteady legs. “I’ll remember.”
She turned to walk away and he felt a tug of what might have been a conscience, if he still had one. “I hope that wasn’t too harsh.” He would not apologize. He would not.
“It’s fine. It only hurts a little. Burns mostly.” Belle continued to the door and didn’t look back.
“Yes. I know exactly what you mean.” But he didn’t think she heard him and all he heard was the closing of the door.