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Beauty and the Beast (Kolath and Candira)

He startled her again, but this time she wasn't holding a spade. Smiling softly she nodded. "Of course, your majesty. The servants were here before, though. I wasn't alone the whole time," she said, moving onto another root system that was particularly troublesome. Belle gave a mighty tug and it finally freed itself from the ground. "Ohh, finally. Have you had a good day today, your majesty?" It looked like Belle had had a good one. And that was partially because she was seeing him again, alone with him once more.
 
He was enjoying the sight of her working in that shorter skirt and wanted nothing more than to join her in a bath or in bed. He smiled and picked up an axe before walking over to some of the dead bushes and starting to work on removing them from the beds so that new one could replace them. â??I did thank you, thought it was long and a little bit boring it was still a good day. If for nothing else then it allowed me to come and enjoy your company.â?
 
Belle watched him take the axe to the bushes and thought a little too fondly of the way his body moved at him. He smiled at her and she smiled back, glad to have him with her again. "That's a sweet thing to say," she said softly. "I'm glad to have your company too, your majesty." The beauty continued to work on pulling weeds from the flower beds, quite a few more closer to completion today. "Just think. Soon the garden will be ready for new life. Have you thought of any flowers you might like to see here, your majesty? I have quite a list of flowers already, but I want to make sure that you enjoy the garden as much as you can," she said with a smile. Why shouldn't he get exactly what he wanted? This was his home, and he deserved to feel that way as well.
 
He smiled and finished taking down one bush before moving over to her squatting down near her and pulling one weed out. â??As long as it is a flower or fruit bearing plant I donâ??t care what you have in here. I just want it too look beautiful,â? he looked up into the night sky sighing. â??And I know that you will do that for me, because you could never do anything less beautiful then you yourself are.â? His hand brushed her cheek still looking into her eyes as the moonlight shone down on them.
 
Belle stopped what she was doing as he knelt down next to her and pulled a weed himself. It was good of him to trust his garden to her like this. She would have to find a flower that she thought he might like to plant. Perhaps something that grew in his country. This would warrant another trip to the library. He just wanted a beautiful garden, and she could do that. As his comment reached her ears, she blushed deeply, his hand sending a tingling sensation through her body as it brushed against her cheek. Her grey eyes met his deep blue ones and she was stunned, staring at a perfect man in the moonlight. "I...thank you," she said softly, realizing once more that they were very close to each other.
 
He looked on into her eyes and leaned in slowly gently drawing her closer to him. this time he wouldnâ??t let anything stop them this time he was going to kiss her. He knew that if she ever found out about what he had done before then it was likely that she wouldnâ??t want to stay with him but he never planned to tell her. his thumb brushed over her lips lightly ass he leaned in more his breath hot on her lips. â??Belleâ?¦may I?â? he asked softly before he lightly pressed his lips to hers not waiting for her answer.
 
She stared into his eyes, her heart beating faster as he drew her closer to him. Belle could think of nothing but the kindness he'd treated her with since she'd come to him. He looked upon her as a woman who was equal to him in some way. He didn't treat her as though she were lesser, and even though he knew that she was worthless, he still seemed to want her near. His thumb brushed over her soft lips. As he leaned in, she could feel his breath on her lips. And then he asked her if he could take what he wanted. If he had given her time to answer, she would have told him he could have her. The gesture was enough for her--he could have just taken it. She was putty in his hands.

Her lips pressed against his in a sweet, light kiss. She closed her eyes and leaned into him just a bit, kissing him back.
 
He continued the kiss pressing deeper and longer into it pouring the feelings that had been building in him all this time. He pulled her close before laying her back in the soft dirt of the flowerbed that she had already cleared. He continued to kiss her deeply his hand rubbing at her sides lightly. His hands wanted to touch the skin that he had been seeing when ever she took a bath but didnâ??t dare ask too. Slowly he pulled back from the kiss looking down into her eyes as he knelt over her. his hand was brushing her cheek as he just knelt there.
 
Belle kissed him back, blushing as he deepened the kiss a bit. She moved closer to him as he pulled her there, her body wanting the contact nearly as much as his did. Her arms wrapped around him, heart racing as he lay her down in the flower bed. She shivered as his hands moved up and down her sides, her hands rubbing his shoulders and over his chest. Her eyes opened only after he pulled away. She was nearly breathless as she stared up at him. His hand was very comforting, and as she stared up into his beautiful eyes, she wanted more. And then it occurred to her that she didn't know his name.

"Y-your majesty..." she said softly. Her hands didn't leave his shoulders or his chest and she let him keep stroking her cheek. And then she pulled him back down to her, her lips kissing his once more as her eyes closed.
 
He looked into her eyes as she lay there looking up into his eyes. He growled softly as she pulled him back down and kissed her back deeply his own eyes closed as he enjoyed the sensations of her lips on his. His hands got bolder and moved up over her sides before slipping up to cover her breasts rubbing them lightly through her dress. One hand continued that as the other slipped under her pulling her tight against him again making her back arch against his body so she could feel all of him. his tongue pressed softly against her lips begging for entrance wanting to find hers and play with it for a long time just enjoying the kiss.
 
Belle shivered as he growled, not entirely sure what to expect. She'd only ever kissed a man once, and it had never been like this. The pleasure she felt, however, clouded her mind and all thoughts about what to do left her mind. She simply enjoyed the moment. Her feelings guided her as his hands moved up her sides to her breasts and gently started to rub them. A soft moan escaped her as he did it. She naturally arched into him as his hand slid underneath her to hold her close to him. She loved the feel of his hard body against her soft one, and she wasn't sure she wanted to stop feeling it. Her arms wrapped around him and rubbed his back gently. She felt his tongue press against her lips and they instinctively parted for him, her tongue tentatively reaching out for his.
 
His tongue pressed slowly inside her mouth and lightly wrestled with her tongue where their mouths met. He continued to kiss her deeply as his hands rubbed her breasts through her dress working to tease her nipples to full attention. He growled into the kiss before his mouth moved from her lips and nibbled on her neck and jaw softly. His hands worked over her breasts and one brushed down over her stomach slowly moving down toward her skirts wanting nothing but to touch her and pleasure her like the human half of him wanted to that night he raped her.
 
She blushed as he kissed her, her tongue playing with her own. Belle continued to kiss him back, moaning softly as his hands ran over her breasts, her nipples stiffening and hardening a bit. His growling was turning her on, though she wasn't entirely sure what it was about it that did it. Her fingers ran through his hair and she shivered and moaned softly as she tilted her head to the side so he could have more access to her neck and found herself breathing more heavily. She blushed deeply as she felt his hand starting to slide down her stomach and to her skirts. "Y-your majesty," she moaned, shivering. "Sh-should we be doing this?"
 
As she brought up that they might need to not do this Lionel pulled back and looked into her eyes. His own burned with lust for her but he blinked and leaned back. She was right they needed to stop no matter how much he didnâ??t want to. He panted still looking down at her but slowly letting her get up as his hands pulled away from her. â??Iâ??m sorry Belle I should have been in better control.â? He stood slowly and turned his back resting his head in his hands trying to regain his self control.
 
She instantly regretted her decision to put a stop to this. She missed the feel and taste of him the minute he stopped touching her. Staring back into his blue eyes, she could see how much he wanted to continue too. After a moment of watching him, she started to sit up and then watched him turn away from her. Belle wasn't used to feeling so many things at once, and if she was confused, surely he was as well. "I...I don't regret it," she said with a small smile. "It's just...someone like me shouldn't be with you, your majesty. Even as a member of your court, I'm far below you." She frowned and put a gentle hand on his shoulder. "I like you very much, and I care about you. I don't want to see you disgraced." Even if it had felt wonderful to be in his arms and the center of his attention. "You don't need to be sorry," she said with a smile. "It was nice..."
 
He just stood there her words cutting deep into him because she didnâ??t know everything. He was hurting listening to her say that she was below him. As she touched him he turned and looked into her eyes. His arm slipped around her waist again and his hand rested on her cheek. â??I say who is of which station Belle, do not say that you are below me just because of what happened.â? He looked down into her eyes for a long moment before continuing. â??It is not a disgrace to be with the one you love.â? He leaned in and kissed her softly once again. Holding her close his hand rubbing over her back and back around her neck lightly holding her there as he kissed her deeply.
 
Belle had been expecting him to be kind with her, which would only hurt her more. But she hadn't been expecting that look in his eyes. The one of fierce determination to make her see what he wanted her to see. She wasn't expecting his strong arms to wrap around her again, his large hand to cup her face. The strength that surrounded her made her feel fragile as those enchanting eyes bore into her soul. His words were clear and perfectly formed and they took her by surprise. She hadn't known that she would upset him so much--that she had been defying him by thinking lowly of herself. Her apologies were effectively silenced by the long look he gave her.

"It is not a disgrace to be with the one you love."

She felt faint as he kissed her once more. Immediately, she melted into his arms, her eyes closed as their lips met again. She could hardly breathe as he ran his hands over her back. Her heart raced and her eyes threatened to spill over with tears. He loved her. He loved her and he would not let her think of herself as a disgrace. Her heart opened for his just as her lips parted themselves a bit as she kissed him back. He truly cared about her, and he had proven it not only by saving her life, but by what he had just said.

Her heart filled with him and she felt such relief. Even though she had been ruined for him...he still wanted her, and she felt whole again. Her arms wrapped around him and she kissed him back, still wanting very much to be close to him.
 
He continued the kiss and pressed her back against the wall his leg pushing between her legs and up against her. he pressed his tongue passed her lips and into her mouth once again wrestling with hers for long moments. His hands moved up and cupped her breasts again the other moving higher lightly pinning her arms above her head. He loved her so much and wanted nothing more than to be with her and show her that he could be a good man but deep in his heart he knew this wasnâ??t the way. He could have her right now she was totally submitted to him but it wouldnâ??t break the spell. He pulled back and looked into her eyes his lips still just inches away from hers. â??Belleâ?¦listen to me, I need you to be sure about this.â? He nuzzled his lips against her lightly. â??I want you to take some time and spend it with me as I go about daily life, if you still like what you see of me in a week I will ask to join you in your bed. If not then it is for the best.â?
 
She could feel the wall behind her, letting it hold her up as he pressed her against it. She sighed in pleasure as his tongue found its way past her lips to play with hers. Her eyes remained closed, but she was sure that he was focused only on her as his hands ran up her body and cupped her soft, firm breasts. It felt so good but so...forbidden. It was so different from the way that creature had touched her. The pain of those memories slowly being washed away as he laid claim to her body for himself. And then he pinned her arms above her head, leaving her defenseless against his charms and his feelings for her.

When he pulled away from her, she shivered, panting. Already he'd begun to win her over. There was still much that she didn't know about him, but she could feel the beginnings of love planted in her heart like a seed in this garden. She listened to him as he spoke to her, her eyes open once more as his lips taunted her. Even after all of this, he still wanted her to be sure of her choice. Touched, she smiled at him and nodded. "Yes, your majesty," she said, her voice a little weak from his affection and her lack of breaks. "I...I want to spend more time with you too." Belle smiled at him and felt a strand of her her hair fall down into her face. What a sight the pair of them must have made. They were still in a rather...compromising position. This time, however, it was unlikely that they would be interrupted by a passing servant.
 
His hand brushed against her cheek brushing the stray hair back from her face. even as he stood there he could feel the beast part of him not wanting to stop and trying to force him to just take her again. He forced it down hearing a soft sound behind him knowing that there was one less crack in the stone heart now. He had passed the test of giving into his animal drives. He kissed her again deeply before pulling back and stepping away from her his entire body screaming in protest. â??I need to leave or I wonâ??t be able to control myself anymore.â? He kissed her hand softly before turning to leave.
 
Belle was feeling a bit week as she stood there with him, her hands still pinned above her head, his leg still between hers. The beauty watched him, shivering just a little as his hand pressed against her face, pushing her hair back from her face. She watched his expressions and then kissed him back one last time before he pulled away from her and let her go. Though it felt as though she could fall to her knees at any time, Belle managed to stay standing as he told her he wouldn't be able to control himself if he stayed. Surprised at the admission, she let him kiss her hand, watching him leave.

"G-good night, your majesty," she said softly, a hand over her heart now. It was beating much too quickly. She was done here in the garden for tonight. Blushing, she left the garden and returned to her room for a bath. This time, however, she didn't undress before the window. After her bath, she arranged her hair for bed and slept early that night. Perhaps her father would see her before he left tomorrow.

That night, her dreams didn't offer her much repose. The prince continuously made appearances, his beautiful blue eyes haunting her as he kissed her passionately and left her time and time again. A sadness enveloped her as she couldn't seem to piece together what it meant.
 
Lionel slowly woke the next morning his dreams having been haunted by her as well. Only it was of the beast within him taking her over and over again, and this time she didnâ??t fight it she begged for more. It made him sick to think that the beast was taunting him so. He forced himself up out of bed this time forcing himself to stay awake so the night mare couldnâ??t return. Slowly he got up and washed his face shocked when his hands didnâ??t touch fur but rather smooth skin. He looked up into the mirror that he had broken years ago finding one place that eh could look and see himself. Even as he did his body started to change back into the beast form. He gasped and this time there was no doubt of it he was a beast again. He looked out of the window shocked to find it almost being noon and the transformation just taking place now. He knew that the curse wasnâ??t lifted yet but it was slowly losing its hold on him.

Pulling his cloak on he went down into the court to begin dealing with business that had been left undone for far too long. All he could do was hope that Belle would come and see him sometime since he wanted nothing more than to spend time with her.
 
Belle hadn't slept very well, or very long that night. She woke up in the morning--an unusual occurrence for her since her arrival to the castle. She was just in time to see her father off and give him something for good luck. Once he was gone, she felt lonely again. This castle was so big and gloomy...surely the prince himself must have felt isolated. Though it was quite clean, she couldn't help but feel as though something needed to be done. She needed a way to brighten the place up a bit.

Thoughts like this kept occurring to her as she worked alone in the garden. Soon, servants joined her and by noon, they had all finished one half of the large garden together. Pleased that she'd accomplished so much, the beauty began to feel sleepy. She retired to her room to bathe and change. Perhaps she would take a nap later...And then she remembered her dream. The Prince had said he'd wanted to spend time with her--a week together. And if she had still enjoyed his presence...she blushed at the thought of them continuing what had happened last night, her heart racing in her chest.

After she was finished bathing, she wore a regal, blue dress with lovely lace details. It covered her legs nicely but showed off her chest quite nicely. Again, she wore one of the queen's necklaces and smiled at her reflection. Her hair was soft and down once more, curled sweetly at the ends. When she left the room, she asked where she might find the prince. When she was told that he was in court, she quickly made her way there and silently slipped in, taking a seat with a few other ladies with cloaks on, she wasn't sure that she'd been obstructive or not. People were noticing her presence, but it was hard to tell if they were looking at her or not from beneath their cloaks. She wondered, briefly, if she should be wearing one as well--after all, she didn't wish to offend. Perhaps she would discuss it with him later. For now, she watched him as he handled business, smiling softly as he did so.
 
A few hours passed of simple things that just needed the prince to approve so that it could be done and shockingly there were some supplicants from outside the castle. This was the first time since the old queen had been defeated that anyone beside Belle and her father had been in the castle, it was a good sign. It only lasted a few hours and lunch was provided for all. When lunch was served a servant came to her, â??Lady Belle the prince has asked that you join him for lunch in the garden.â?
 
Belle was pleased to learn that there were more people coming to the castle now. The work she was doing in the garden would pay off soon. The servants were now hard at work on the rest of the garden clearing the weeds from the beds that had been overwrought. Soon, they would be ready to start buying seed and planting once more. The thought cheered her considerably as a servant came to tell her that the prince wished for her presence. She nodded and rose from where she sat, walking to the garden with a smile on her face. She grinned when she saw him, even wrapped in his cloak.

"Hello, your majesty." She smiled and walked toward him, enjoying the progress that she could see had been made.
 
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