Because we all know the only road I walk is the one of Sin™
• Belle may have laughed when Adam growled during their dance, but inside a shot of arousal surged through her body that left a heavy and needy ache between her legs. The ache only worsened when Adam brushed his lips against the shell of her ear after their dance ended, his warm sweet breath ghosting across her neck as he whispered, “now, would you prefer scruff or something longer?”
• Turns out Belle prefers scruff, and the way it scratches against the soft skin of her inner thighs while Adam goes down on her. She also relishes the way it burns when her thighs rub together as she walks, a gentle smile quirking her lips up in a quiet, indecent secrecy. And Adam knows that smile, adores that smile, returning it with a wink and– if Belle is close enough– a low, suggestive rumble in his throat that awakens a beautiful shade of pink on her cheeks.
• Until their wedding night, their sexual endeavors never exceeded third base. So when the time comes and Adam can finally HAVE Belle, he makes the sweetest, most passionate love to her; all languid thrusts, soft whispers, deep breathing, quivering lips, and trembling limbs.
• The second time Adam takes Belle that night results in torn pillows, dark purple bruises, and indentations in the wall from its repetitive collision with the headboard.
• And speaking of the headboard, there were definitely deep scratch marks engrained in the wood from their ardent lovemaking. When Belle notices them the morning after, she never lets Adam live it down, and later that week she has to bite her lip to keep from laughing when Adam sheepishly informs the staff that the headboard needs to be replaced.
• Teasing aside, Belle loves Adam’s animalistic nature in bed more than she’d like to admit. She revels in the feel of his teeth teasing and nibbling when he trails his mouth along her collarbone, marking her– claiming her– with deep red love bites. She adores the way he buries his face in her neck when he fucks her, the way his hot breath dampens the skin of her throat with his labored breathing. She takes delight in his wild eyes, with blown pupils and filled with something so unabashed, raking over her body and glimmering with indecency. But nothing gets to her more than those low, guttural sounds Adam makes when he’s aroused, almost always involuntary and instinctive, like when Belle bites his lip or when her tongue laps over the smooth head of his cock. Her absolute favorite is when he growls deep in his throat while he’s eating her out, the sound rippling up from her center and hardening her nipples, arching her back, and making her head thrash against the pillow.
• Adam likes to play a game where he mouths at Belle’s neck, dances his fingers softly over her wrists, and murmurs suggestive words in her ear to see how long it takes for him to get her turned on enough to abandon whatever book she’s reading and give in to his sexual efforts. One time he got so far as to literally being inside of her until her book finally fell to the floor and she let Adam take her on the library table.
• They literally have sex all over the castle, and as much as the staff wants to complain, they can’t bring themselves to since they know Adam was basically celibate for over a decade. A lot of pent up desire, y’know? So nothing can really stop him when he bends Belle over the dinner table after watching her lick sauce off her finger, his owns fingers cushioned between her soft lips as he takes her so hard that dishes clatter to the floor.
• Also, he literally died for a brief moment in time. So who can blame the man for completely ravishing his wife at every moment he can when he thought he lost her forever?
• A concept: THRONE SEX!!!!!!!!!!!
• Belle straddling Adam in his royal chair and riding him into oblivion, their sounds of pleasure echoing off the walls of the large room. Bonus points if Adam is wearing some sort of coronet.
What if the women in white from the dance during the Prologue were the white roses in the garden? They escaped the castle but surely not the gardens when the enchantress casted the curse, so maybe that’s why the Beast was so angry when Maurice tried to pluck one? His fury would make more sense if those roses used to be people.
I was actually reading a theory the other day that the wolves are the women who escaped the party. They’re not in the castle grounds, but they’re still within the curse because they live in that winter area.
I would think if they were the roses they would still be able to move around like the other household staff, but maybe not? If nothing else it would explain why they were blooming on a snowy night.
Maybe they’re not able to move because they weren’t part of the staff, they were guests to the party the prince was throwing? I mean, it wasn’t their fault if the prince was an ass (while the whole household staff may be considered as guilty as him if the prince turned out bratty and selfish, since they kinda raised him and were responsible for his education). So they (the women) weren’t turned into objects, forced to tend to the Beast, instead they’re now roses (plus they’re still alive and i don’t think they would have died if the curse hadn’t been broken) and it’s him who cares for them (preventing Maurice from plucking one, for example). And yes, that would explain their blooming in the middle of winter! 😀
While the lyrics of the song are heartbreaking on their own, I
think in context it becomes something more than a ode to longing ala Phantom of
the Opera.
It’s a
song about dying and giving up.
Think
about it: There are words like “never”, “always” and even the title
itself, “evermore”, words which indicate a permanent state. The Beast
doesn’t expect Belle to ever return. Part of it, of course, is that he believes
that she doesn’t love him. We, as audience, know that it’s not true, that Belle
already loves him, but simply hasn’t realized it herself. It would take her
sense of freedom to be back, a violent mob and three bullets for her to come to
grips with her feelings.
However, in his eyes, there is undeniable
proof that she doesn’t return his feelings.
The
spell isn’t broken yet.
Belle
runs away and he’s still a Beast, all fur and claws and fangs and even more,
his people are still cursed, objects.
He
loves her and that’s why he set her free.
And
then, Cogsworth spells out the harsh truth (that he and the rest of the stuff
believes):
“Because she doesn’t love him.”
And
that’s it.
The
Beast believes that he failed to beat the clock and he’s doomed to be a Beast
forever.
But,
there’s more to it.
This
remake turned the curse into something horrific. For the Prince (let’s just
call him Adam ffs), it means remaining a Beast forever.
Forever, however, means something worse than just “all his
life”. It does mean forever.
The
curse didn’t let Adam grow older: instead, it doomed him to be in this state
forever. There is no aging and thus at some point, dying with this curse and,
in a depressing and even cruel way, getting himself free from it. No, not even
time can take it away.
So, when he sings “Forevermore”, he actually does
mean forevermore. Unless someone kills him, or he decides to kill himself, he
will go on being an immortal, ageless Beast locked in a “lonely tower” that
crumbles and falls apart.
And it
gets worse.
We saw
that the changes they made to the curse in this version has the stuff turning
into real objects, inanimate, without souls.
In
other words… dead.
This curse will actually kill them.
And so,
with this song, the Beast laments that he will be ageless, immortal, a pariah
of the world… and alone.
“Lonely
tower” literally means “alone” in this case. Not even his servants, the
people who “looked after him all his life” will ever be able to even speak
to him. He will be surrounded by objects which in reality would be
their corpses.
That’s
the curse in this remake.
And in
this song, the Beast sings that he has accepted this fate. He let the only
person who would ever help him escape this fate leave… because he loves her
and he knows that since she doesn’t, it’s wrong to force her to stay.
One
could ask: “Why doesn’t he kill himself, then? We saw it’s possible, with
Gaston’s three bullets. He would at least be free from the curse, right?”
Morbid as it sounds, yes, this would be
a way out for him. He’s ageless, but he can die of wounds.
Well,
here comes the part in the song that states that no, the Beast will not resolve
to this.
Belle
is someone full of life, who wants “more than this provincial life”, who
wants a “great adventure somewhere” who is full of hope. And this mindset
of hers has affected him; he has gotten a bug for loving reading from her, for
appreciating his life story and for connecting with another person.
She “inspire
him, is a part of everything he does”. Belle’s memory will not let him end his
cursed existence by his own hand.
He has lost even that morbid
and depressing way out from the curse.
“Evermore”
is a song that laments what is to come: an ageless existence completely alone,
doomed to never, EVER end.
That’s
why the Beast says “let them come” to Cogsworth when he tells him that
there’s a mob coming. For him, it doesn’t matter. He’ll be a beast and unable
to die anyway so, might as well, have these people relieve him from the curse
sooner than later.
And
he’s not even thoughtless about his servants: they’re doomed to fade away, to
die anyway.
“Let them
come” he says and he means it. “Let them kill all of us.”
In a
sense, he’s even merciful. To himself more than to his servants, who held hope,
but they at least have death to release them. He doesn’t even have that.
“Evermore”
literally is an ode to one of the worst fates one can imagine.
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