This chapter gets a bit smutty, mostly cause I was mad at the lack of RumBelle in the midseason finale. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Not mine!

"Rum."

The word was whispered so softly, so sweetly. And the person whom the name belonged to slept, oblivious to his name being called.

"Rum."

Again the name was whispered, this time a little louder. Still he continued to sleep, until a well-delivered blow from a delicate elbow forced him into awareness. He started and snorted, eyes bleary with sleep.

"Belle?"

Through the darkness she smiled, her eyes shining brilliantly. Her hand snaked over his abdomen and lower, causing him to let out a low groan. His hips shifted, moving of their own will.

Belle rolled toward him and urged him onto his back before settling herself on his hips.

Rumplestiltskin watched her from under heavy lids, his heart beating rapidly as his long fingers curled around her wonderfully curved hips. She was the very definition of feminine, and the slight swell of her belly caught his attention. He smiled as his little minx moved on him. He had gone to the library the day she told him she was with child and checked out every book about babies he could get his hands on. He remembered when Balfire was born, but centuries had passed since then and so much had changed. Before Bae was born, he had had no idea of how a woman acted when she was with child, but now he was a little more learned and Belle was willing to share every detail with him, much to his delight. And one book in particular he had checked out, What to Expect When You're Expecting, had opened his eyes to so much, especially the part that explained how hormonal women could be while with child. It had certainly explained Milah, but Belle was one of a kind. She loved being with child, and she was positively glowing. Everyone noticed and commented on her beauty, but only he was privy to moments like these, when her hormones seemed to get the best of her.

Freeing one hand, he pushed himself up in the bed and pulled her against his chest as they moved together. She was all he could see; all he cared about. His lips found hers as his fingers tangled themselves in her unruly curls. If she was this insatiable for the next five months, he wasn't sure they would ever leave the bedroom.

But that was just fine with him.

The End.

A/N: Hehehe. I like writing pregnant Belle. Thanks for reading, everyone, and please review!