He returned the kiss and pressed her to his chest as he leaned forward on his cane with a smile on his lips looking down at her eyes, “Do you have a map? I’m getting lost in your eyes.”
//Well they have and do XD
But banter is always fun ;)
Rumpel chuckled at that one and thought for a moment, “If beauty were time, you’d be eternity.”
"I believe my powers are rubbing off on you, because you look enchanting", said with a playful smirk and gleam in his eyes
Rumpel couldn’t help, but let a small smirk curl up on his lips, “How could I resist a poem such as that…especially when I have missed you in my bed”
48/100 pictures of Emilie de Ravin
Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word
George R.R. Martin
My baby is back, and I am SO happy! So follow and plot and all that good stuff!! GO GO GO!!
Oh you! Stop that!
Rumpelstiltskin was use to the glares that the two mermen were giving him. He had no such time for useless and meaningless emotions. The mermaid belonged to him now. She had given her life of the sea to him and now he was her master.
As she finished her goodbyes he wrapped his arm around her waist placing his scaled hand on the center on her back. With a swirl of his hand the purple cloud transported the pair from the cursed beach to the dimly lite castle.
He knew that she would be still getting use to her knew human legs so he held at her back upright for the meantime, “This is your home now, dearie. You are my servant and I am your master. Follow my orders and we are to not have any problems. Do I make myself clear or do you still have water in your ears, dearie?”, he teased with a slight giggle as he moved for her to lean against the long wooden table in the center of the great hall
Belle had a sickly feeling as they suddenly left her ocean. The purple cloud made her feel a bit odd, and she was surprised to find that mere seconds later, she was in a castle. It was cold there, and dusty, and dark. She was glad for the Dark One’s help in standing, as she was certain she wouldn’t have been able to stay up on her own.
As they moved together, she concentrated on his words, trying to get the hang of walking. She gripped the long, wooden table as they came to it, and he seemed to tease her about the water. “You’re clear,” she said, nodding her head. “Master.”
At her timid nature the way she said ‘master’ made a small smile curl up on the side of his lips, but quickly was shaken away as he pulled away from the woman now supported by the table. He gestured around the room with a flourish of his hand, “As you can see my estate is not in quite the shape it should be, which is where you come in, dearie.”
He moved over to the end of the table and sat in one of the wooden chairs, “You will learn how to clean the Dark Castle, you will dust my collection and you will launder my clothes…of course I will show you once and then that’s it.”, he looked over at her with a small smirk, “Oh! And you will skin the children I hunt for their pelts”, he mused with a slight giggle in the back of his throat.