Christine Daae and house works

I do not own anything .

oOo

It was another normal and quiet evening , where I was sitting in my usual plance , and my beloved angelic wife was on the floor .

" aah , I can't do this ." Christine said with annoying , and the wicked woman was only in her corset , did I say angelic ? well , I took it back , she was a true seductress .

" then you should give it to me and be a nice little soprano , go over there and read something ." I said with amuse .

" wipe that smirk off your handsome face, mr, before I do it for you , my dear husband ." she said , kicking my chair's legs , poor you , my chair .

" no need to be violent , my dear wife ." I smirk .

" you need some metal talk , you are the one who distract me from my works ."

" distract you from your works ? speak for yourself , I am not the one who is sitting on the floor in only a black corset , where did you get that things ? "

" Meg gave this to me , and , well , you are wearing silk ." Christine pouted .

" what's wrong with my clothers ? I thought you like them ." I raised an eyebrow .

" you plus silk equal me horny ." I sweared that she just took away my ten years living just by saying that .

" Jesus , woman , how can you say that thing with straight face ?" I said , turning away , I heard Chritine giggled ,so she knew that I was embrassing ,god blessed that vixen .

" well , I am a married woman , there is nothing wrong with that , in fact I am thinking about something very unlady like that include you , me and no clothers at all ."

" whatever , I am out of here ."

" oh , my dear beloved husband , where are you going ?" Christine called over me teasing .

" souper will not cooked themselves you know , and judge by the way your little project was going ,I think we will have to stay up late ."

" teaser ." Christine stuck out her tounge at me . and I chuckled all the way to the kitchen .

After five minutes .

" Ouch ."

" Christine ?" hearing her groan in pain , I abadoned my cookie to go look for her . " what's wrong ?"

" no , it is nothing ."

" let's me see your hand first and we will talk about this ' nothing ' you said ." I said , ignore her protest , took her hand , there was a small wound on her beautiful finger , oh how beautiful and perfect ... wait , back on business , i wasn't here to admire her finger , that was for later. " oh for the love of Don Juan , give me the damn thing I will finish the dress for you ."

" no , I wanna do this by myself ."

" I will do this , you will only hurt yourself , beside , I was the one who tear it in the first plance . and I am sorry about that ." i remebered all the time when we were in 'it' , i couldn't be patient enough to wait for her to get out of her dress that most of the time , i just teared it off her .

" Erik , are you saying that I can't even do something as simple as sewing . I am your wife , Erik ."

" that doesn't mean you need to do those works ."

" it's house works , something a wife should do for her husband . and yet , you don't let me do anything except ' be a good little soprano and go play somewhere else while i do the works' ."

" well , we both agreed that I am the better cook here , and also , I am the one who can clear our house less than one hour and make it looks nice , and …"

" Erik , I can do it , with just a little practive ."

" Christine , I don't want you to hurt yourself because something as silly as this ."

" it's not silly . I want to start to be your wife , my love , I want to do those silly things for you , I want to cook for you , clear the house and wait for you come home after your works ... let's me at least do this for you ."

" Christine …I … I am sorry , I never think about you … and your feeling …"

" you should be sorry … since I will make you pay for everything that you make me go throught tonigh , love ."

" I will be waiting for it then ." I smiled . " in the mean time , give those dresses to me , I will fix it for you and … oh my ..." I suddently remembered about my abadon project while I was waiting for Christine finish sewing her dresses .

" oh dear , look like I am not the only one that is bad at cooking here , how can we survive in this rude world ." i turned around and found my beautiful wife , who was standing by the door with a smirk that could give the infamour phantom a run for his money .

" oh , it is only one time ." I said , trying to save what was last of our late nigh snack , but it was all too late . " I guess no snack for us then ." I sighed .

" well , no dessert for you , I already have mine on dish and waiting to be devoured …" she giggled at my–no-doubt-red-face , how can she have such power over me , the infamour phantom ? then again , I already had an answear for that stupid question .

" mr Phantom , I expect you will be in our room in thirty minutes , no more no less ."

" I know . I will be there , as soon as I finish your dresses ."

" I love you , darling ."

" I love you , and I don't want to hear that name again ."

" see you in thirty minutes, love."

" yes , yes , go and wait for me in our room ."

Christine turned and warked , when she walked , she , not sure it was her intention or not , but she made sure I could see her ass moved .

" urg , I need a lot of sugar and a cup of tea ." I said with a small sigh . she was sure one scary woman .

The end .

Note : another random story . I know , I am sorry . you all don't need to be so rude to me , if you don't like my stories , you don't have to read it , just ignore me and my little humble world . i like to write , that's who i am , i am sorry if it is bad and it hurt your eyes to read it , but i like it so i won't stop even when everyone hate it .