Author's Note:

Hi everyone. I'm back! I've been waiting a long time for a PotO and Scary Movie crossover, so I decided that I should be the 1st to do so. I've had this idea for a long time. My whole family thinks I have a strange sense of humor, perhaps I've now put it to good use.

This is basically taken from the scene Hugh Kane has a booty call with Alex.

To Do A Ghost

Christine was half asleep in a king-size bed at the De Changy estate and she was alone. Raoul was away on business and this relieved Christine immensely. Upon their wedding night she discovered Raoul could not perform. They had made love every night for the past month and the young Vicomtess had yet to exprience her first climax. This frustrated her to no end.

Feeling horny and hot, she opened the balcony doors to perhaps cool off. She should have noticed the mist creeping through the open doors.

"Why does Raoul have to be so small," she thought bitterly. "Oh master, you were definately huge," Christine sighed at the memmories that hinted at his largeness: twice when her angel sang Music of the night, twice again during Point of No Return when they were pressed so closely together and finallay when she kissed him. She became wet while remembering his eel-like tongue.

Soon the lone woman drifted into a light slumber, just before the key in the master bedroom door slowly turned, locking her in the room with a faint click.

It was the sound of a zipper being pulled down that awoke the young lady. She sat up and looked around the room that illuminated by the full moon. Once again she rested her head against the oversized pillows, but still wide eyed and aware.

Defly something griped her jaw, pulled it down and opened her mouth. Frantically, Christine tried to make out anything at all, but nothing could be seen.

Suddenly, a long shaft, somehow hard and soft, was shoved into her mouth. She tried to scream, but found it impossible. Now her head was being jerked back and forth from the force of this strange item. Pressed into the plush pillows, then pulled right back up again only to do it all over once again. Then invisible hands took hold of her hair and yanked Christine into a sitting position. The first intruder began thrusting even harder now and she could feel its head hitting the back of her throat.

Finally, the young lady was released, she fell back, panting too hard to scream. The unseen hands gently cupped her face and an eel-like tongue slipped in between her swollen lips. An all too familliar eel-like tongue.

"Master," Christine breathed with realization.

"Christine," the voice of her Angel of Music whispered in her ear,"let me please you."

"Take me!" She screamed, desperate to feel her very climax and knowing her Angel would be able to deliver. An unseen force threw off the covers, lifted her in the air, spun her around in place and dropped her back on the bed - naked." Why can't I see you, Angel?" Christine asked so Inconcently.

"Its a long and complex story, my angel, but for now you and I need this release,"he growled, "most urgently."

Her knees were grasped and pulled apart, as Erik took the plunge. His Christine groaned so beautifully to Erik's ears it sounded like a new kind of music. That was his and his alone to compose and have the pleasure of hearing.

Soon Christine's whole body was being thrusted against the headboard, in a similar fashion as her head was earlier. Only this time Lady De Changy enjoyed herself.

"More. More. More.

" the Phantom hissed through invisible clenched teeth.

"Take! Take!

Take!" she moaned. Now she was being dragged up the wall and onto the ceiling. Still in thrusting formation. After a while and four orgasms each later, they somehow managed to make love on the door and upside down. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Lady Christine, is everything alright in there?!"

"Oh no! One of the maids," Christine tried to reach for the key to lock the door.

"I've already taken care of that. Just make them go away!"

the invisible man on top of Christine ordered.

"Everything is fine. Nothing you need to concern yourself with," Christine spluttered as Erik ran his unseen hands all over the pale body of his protégé

, causing her eyes to roll back into her head.

"Oh, alright," the maid replied confused.

Christine, while still on the door, was brought to her knees for a few more thrust, before flying across the room and landing on the massive bed.

Tee-hee! I have a naughty mind. If you look at Christine during Music of the Night , while Erik sings 'Secretly possess you' , her eyes go a bit south (if you know what I mean). I would like to thank Erik'sTrueAngel for her warm welcome and help. So with more to come, I bid you farewell.