Inspired by tweets by Josh Dallas and Robert Carlyle.

Gold procured a contract with a cloud of purple smoke. "Sign at the bottom, darling." purred with a smirk.

Charming's eyes smiled as the rest of his face remained businesslike. "Don't think I won't read the fine print."

"Why of course dear. Take your time to read it through."

Something in Gold's tone caused a mixture of excitement and wariness to war in Charming's stomach.

As he began to read his face became progressively less blank and increasingly red. A deep blush colored his cheeks when he paused to look up at Gold through his eyelashes. "Really? Is a ring necessary?"

Gold's eyes flashed as he grinned winningly. "It helps prolong things. Now shush and read, so we can get on with things."

"Patience, dear." Charming's tone was mocking as his eyes found the paper again. A minute later he balked in surprise, then tried to cover it with a cough.

"Problem, dearie?" The look in Gold's eye was downright dangerous, and more than a bit salacious, as he raised Charming's chin with the tip of a finger.

Charming stared into Gold's face for a moment, biting his lip. His gaze was at first trained into his eyes but quickly lowered to his smirk. "No, uh, no problems."

He cleared his voice to regain his bravado as he smoothed the contract on the glass surface. "I have one stipulation."

Gold's eyebrow rose. "Stipulation? Big word for simple David Nolan."

Charming flashed him a look, but continued. "No magic."

Gold seemed momentarily surprised, then became pensive as he tapped his cane against his chin slowly for a weighted moment. Charming waited with baited breath for his response. Finally, "Very well. However, I reserve the right to use in in very special occasions."

Charming nodded slowly in agreement before raising his pen to the paper. He looked up with one last question. "You'll be gentle?"

Gold grinned wildly, and Charming could see the impish Rumple in his smile and the glee in his eyes. "At first."

Charming shook his head but nevertheless scrawled his signature across the bottom of the paper.

As soon as Charming lifted his pen Gold snatched up the parchment eagerly. He closed his fist with it inside, and when he opened his hand again something very different sat in his palm.

"Ready, sweetie?"

"That was magic."

"I would certainly call this a special occasion."

Charming dropped the argument and dropped his head in a bow.

Rumple gently fastened a collar of soft leather around Charming's throat before slowly lifting his chin to place a light kiss on the other man's Adam's apple right above the circular tag.

Gold brought his face nose-to-nose with Charming and smiled predatorily.

"We're going to have so much fun," he purred.

Charming smiled shyly, his blue eyes cast downwards. He mumbled quietly "The things I do for you in leather pants."