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"Gaston, what a pleasant surprise," Belle greeted the great hunter in feigned pleased shock. She held back a frustrated growl as Gaston let himself into her home.
"Isn't it, though?" Gaston replied in his usual pompous, clueless way. He plopped down in a seat at a small table and kicked off his boots.
"I'm just full of surprises. You know, Belle, there's not a girl in town who wouldn't love to be in your shoes. This is the day - "
Gaston paused as he saw his reflection in the mirror. He checked to see if his teeth were properly clean before putting his attention all onto Belle again.
"This is the day your dreams come true," Gaston concluded smugly. Belle was amused, and it showed in her voice.
"What do you know about my dreams, Gaston?" She replied. Gaston scoffed.
"Plenty!" He kicked his feet up on the table and rested them there, crossed at the ankles. "Here, picture this: Rustic hunting lodge, my latest kill roasting in the fire..."
He got up close in Belle's face. "...And my little wife...massaging my feet. Do you have any idea who that little wife might be?"
Belle backed away as Gaston stood up and advanced towards her with the same look he gets when hunting down deer.
"Gee, let me think," Belle's reply was snarky, but Gaston didn't get the memo.
"You, Belle," Gaston had Belle trapped between himself and the front door. Belle tried to shrink away from his attempted kisses as she tried to get the door open.
"I'm very sorry Gaston, but...But I just don't deserve you!" Bella tried to get the front door open, but it was too late.
Gaston managed to finally plant a kiss on her lips. It was soft at first, then he started pressing against her lips more aggressively, forcing them open.
Gaston pressed closer until their bodies were flush together. They broke apart for air but kept kissing each other fervently. Belle pushed against him, trying desperately to get away.
Her attempts were futile. His hold only tightened, pushing her closer. When they finally stopped to catch their breath, Gaston began talking again.
"It's a shame." Gaston said sadly, in his one and only shocking moment of self-awareness. "We both knew it would never work out. You deserve so much better than this."
"You're wrong, Gaston." Belle said, looking Gaston dead in the eyes. Gaston gave a smile.
"Am I? What makes you say that?"
"Because I have been rejecting you for so long now. I'm tired of this little game. I now want to be yours."
Gaston's smile faded as he watched Belle, now flushed, walk toward him.
"Well, I guess I've waited long enough. It's about time you finally gave in to me," Gaston gloated, pulling her flush against him again.
Belle felt Gaston's hands slide up her back and gently tug at the hem of her dress. She gasped slightly as she felt Gaston start to push up her skirt.
Belle shivered as his warm hand grazed her thigh and slowly slipped under her undergarments.
"Oh, Gaston. Are you sure we should be doing this right here?" Belle asked coyly. Gaston smirked at her and pulled her skirt over her head.
Belle took a deep breath. Her dress pooled at her feet. She looked at Gaston, taking in his face. Her body was burning.
"I've been waiting for this moment for a long while now. Are you ready for it?" Gaston whispered huskily.
"As ready as I'll ever be." Belle smiled softly. Gaston leaned forward, kissing Belle hard as he slid his fingers under her panties, slipping them down and spreading her legs. He pressed his fingers into her wet folds, and started rubbing.
Belle moaned loudly.
"Oh, Gaston! Don't tease me like this." Belle pleaded, arching her back.
"Just relax Belle, and enjoy yourself," Gaston chuckled darkly. Belle moaned louder as Gaston continued to rub her g-spot.
Belle reached below her and grabbed onto Gaston's dick. She squeezed tightly and started moving her hand fast and faster. A moan escaped her lips as Gaston thrust his hips into her hand, causing her to gasp and grip harder around him.
Gaston was getting more frantic as he felt Belle gripping his cock even tighter. He slammed down on her fist and groaned. He gripped her thighs firmly, pulling her up and pressing her against the wall.
They kissed again, passionately, their tongues tangling. Gaston moved his hand between their bodies and rubbed Belle's clit. She gasped loudly, her whole body shaking.
Gaston could feel her tightening around his dick, making it harder and harder for him to continue. He wanted to skip the foreplay and just fuck her already.
Gaston picked Belle up bridal style and carried her toward the bedroom. Belle wrapped her legs around Gaston, still gripping his dick. He entered the room and laid her down on the bed. Gaston removed Belle's corset, he removed her stays, and he removed her panties before he climbed onto the bed next to her.
Gaston stared at Belle's breasts. They were so large, almost bursting.
Gaston licked his lips hungrily before lowering his mouth to one breast and sucking gently.
Belle gasped and squirmed underneath Gaston, moaning.
He continued sucking her breast gently as he reached below him and undid his belt and pants. He tossed them aside, and reached for Belle's sex.
Gaston placed a finger inside her pussy, and stroked her clit as he began to pump his fingers in and out of her.
Belle was enjoying Gaston’s attentions. Her body was beginning to feel hot and heavy. She arched her back, gasping for air.
Gaston could tell Belle wasn't holding anything back anymore. He smirked as he heard her panting loudly.
"Come for me Belle," Gaston teased, adding another finger inside her pussy. Belle whimpered as his fingers hit the right spot.
Belle began to move her legs, grinding herself down against Gaston's fingers, which was driving him wild.
He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue. He swirled it around her clit, causing Belle to shriek. She arched her back and screamed loudly.
Gaston quickly removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock. Gaston plunged in and out of Belle's slick, wet passage.
Belle's hands clutched the sheets and she bit her lip.
Gaston thrust into Belle roughly, making her squeal. Gaston increased his pace, pumping in and out of Belle, his cock going deeper with every thrust. Gaston thrust forward so hard, Belle cried out again. Gaston could tell she was reaching her peak.
He slowed down, letting his cock go limp as he came deep inside her. He collapsed on top of Belle. Their breathing was fast and heavy.
"So, I suppose you really did mean it when you said you had changed your mind about marrying me?" Gaston half-joked as he rolled off Belle and stretched.
"Well...yes," Belle stammered as she tried to gather herself. She sat up and began to pull her underwear back on. "I guess I was a little judgmental of you. I thought the worst of you and because of that, I wouldn't give us a chance."
She looked back up at him. "I'm sorry for always rejecting you. But I'm sorry too for being such a selfish bitch all along, too."
"It's alright," Gaston said, climbing up on the bed. He pulled Belle into his arms and kissed her. "Don't worry. I forgive you. I was just teasing."
"Thank goodness." Belle sighed with relief.
"So how would you like to spend our first night as husband and wife?" Gaston smirked devilishly. Belle turned red.
"Husband?" She squeaked.
"If you would like me to be." Gaston replied as he stroked Belle's cheek. Belle blushed bright red.
"Yes, yes I'd love to marry you," She giggled.
"Good. Because you know what?" Gaston smiled. "I kind of wanna do a little something special tonight."
Belle blushed harder. "You know what? That sounds like a good plan."
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A little later, Gaston and Belle lay snuggled up together in the middle of the big bed. Their clothes were strewn across the floor.
They were both naked except for their engagement and wedding rings.
Belle yawned and snuggled closer into Gaston, who wrapped his arm around Belle.
"Are you comfortable?"
"Very," Belle mumbled as she closed her eyes. "You smell nice by the way."
"Why, thank you, mon amor. And you. That is my favorite scent on you," Gaston replied as he ran his nose down Belle's neck. Belle hummed happily, nuzzling against Gaston's chest.
Gaston couldn't help but chuckle slightly. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," Belle smiled sleepily. "And thanks for today."
"Thank you for marrying me today," Gaston corrected her.
"No problem," Belle laughed. Gaston kissed the top of her head and pulled the covers up over them.
The two drifted off to sleep peacefully in each other's embrace.
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Gaston awoke the next morning to find himself alone in the bed. He blinked a few times trying to clear the fog from his eyes before sitting up and stretching. He didn't remember sleeping this well ever, until last night. He smiled contentedly to himself as he made his way over to the bathroom.
When Gaston stepped out of the bathroom, he noticed Belle sitting cross-legged on the end of the bed. She looked up at Gaston, smiling at him.
"Good morning. How did you sleep?" She asked cheerfully.
"Fine. Good morning." Gaston replied as he walked over to the closet. He pulled out some fresh clothes, then paused for a moment. He smiled at Belle, who was holding out a plate of breakfast for him to take.
"I hope you're hungry, because I made breakfast," Belle smiled as she set the plate down on the bedside table.
"I am famished." Gaston replied enthusiastically, smiling mischievously at Belle as he started eating. Belle let out an adorable giggle.
Gaston grinned. "What?"
"Nothing, I just can't believe we're married now," Belle smiled.
"Is that not what we did?" Gaston raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, but I think we should do much more than that. I don't want our lovemaking to be a one time thing. I want it to go on forever."
"Belle, did I tell you yet that I want six or seven children with you?" Gaston smirked.
"Huh? What?" Belle exclaimed, looking startled.
"Six or seven children. Preferably, all boys."
"Really?" Belle gasped, a wide smile growing on her face.
"Of course. I'm only human after all."
"So am I, I hope," Belle chuckled.
"I am sure you will be fine," Gaston reassured, kissing Belle lightly on the lips. Belle sighed contently and leaned her head against Gaston's shoulder. The two fell silent for a while until Gaston spoke up.
"We should get dressed."
"Mmmhmm," Belle hummed in agreement.
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The day went by fairly quick. Belle and Gaston spent most of their time talking and laughing. Belle had been telling Gaston about her life and everything she had done since before they got married.
Gaston told her about all of his plans for the future. He planned to continue to run his tavern and eventually give it to their sons when the boys were old enough to run it.
They talked about her family and how her mother had passed away. Belle told him about how her father had been depressed after her mother died from the plague, and that it became so much worse when she found out she was moving with her father to this little town.
The rest of the afternoon passed peacefully. They took their time getting ready to leave Gaston's tavern.
They both enjoyed the envious looks they were getting from the Bimbette triplet sisters and from LeFou.
Belle couldn't help feeling rather pleased with herself. Being known as Madame Gaston, Gaston's little wife wasn't so bad after all.
She felt like a queen to Gaston's figurative tavern king.
And even though the triplets and LeFou were jealous, she didn't care. She knew Gaston loved her, and she was finally happy with the fact.
She finally loved Gaston in turn, and she was also happy with the fact.