Ah yes, part two of The Amorous Series

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The prompt for this one? Sexy scene in the icky lake.

The Amorous Series
Part Two: The Anniversary

"Erik, this is our one year anniversary! I want to do something special!"

"And going to bed early with a bottle of champagne isn't special, my dear?" Erik's eyebrow arched.

Christine gave an exasperated sigh, shaking her head. "Be serious for a moment, please! We should go somewhere, do something!"

After a silent moment, Erik grinned, standing up from the settee and pulling Christine with him.

"I have just the thing. Wait here." Quickly he strode from the room, returning several minutes later with two towels, a blanket and... a strip of cloth.

"Now close your eyes." He commanded, and Christine gave him a strange look, but complied. The next thing she was aware of was something being tied around her head, effectively covering her eyes.

"You don't trust me to keep them closed?" She asked, pouting playfully, "I'm hurt."

"I know you too well, ma amour. Come." Gently he took her hand, leading her from the house and out toward the lake.

Christine could smell the water before they reached it, and she frowned. "Erik? Just what do you have up your sleeve?" His hand left hers, and he quickly began to remove his clothes, not replying. "Erik?" His hand touched hers then, and he moved her fingers up his bare arm, then over his chest.

"I'm not wearing any sleeves, my dear." He breathed sensually, before beginning to unclasp Christine's gown.

"Erik? What on Earth are you up to?"

"Well, my dear," He began seductively, moving his hands away, "Take off your dress and find out."

His words were enough to intrigue her, and with a huff she quickly removed her gown.

"Good girl." She heard Erik's smooth, deep voice whisper. It sounded like it was coming from all around her, and she sighed, taking a tentative step forward.

"Erik, can you remove this silly blindfold now?" His hands brushed hers then, and he led her toward the water. "Erik?! Ooooh no no no! I am not going in that water. No no no no no... Erik... Erik!" All of a sudden she felt Erik give her a small push, and then she was falling from the dock. "ERIK! I will kill-!"

SPLASH!

Christine broke the surface of the water a moment later, gasping from the cold. Swiftly she tore the blindfold away and was greeted by the sight of a naked Erik standing on the dock and watching her with a smile. Then he dove in after her, and stroked smoothly through the water to her side.

"That was cruel!" She huffed, a smirk on her lips none-the-less. Erik only laughed, reaching out and tracing his fingers over her cheek.

"Is the water really too cold?" He asked, a little concerned. Christine only shook her head.

"No... not really... but Erik?" She looked shyly down at her hands below the water.

Erik became a little concerned. "Yes, what is it?"

She looked up then, a devious look in her eyes. "Paybacks are a bitch." She said simply, before reaching out and dunking him beneath the water, then swimming swiftly away.

Erik's cry of rage echoed off of the walls, and she cringed, than gasped as she felt something grab her foot.

"Erik! Help!"

Then she was pulled under. Christine kicked powerfully, but to no avail. Suddenly she grabbed hold of part of her assailant, and kicked to the surface, only to see she was holding Erik's hair.

"You can let go of me now, my dear..." He said, giving her a rather pained look. Her reply was a nervous chuckle, and she did her best to tread water as she looked at him a bit fearfully.

"You will pay." Was all he said, before splashing what appeared to be a tidal wave of water at her. Christine shrieked, splashing at him as well until a full-out water fight was underway. Both were shouting and laughing loud enough to wake the dead, before they both ran out of breath.

They tread water as they looked at each other, both silent and panting softly. Ever so slowly Erik swam toward Christine, his eyes never leaving hers.

His hand reached out, gently cupping Christine's cheek as her hand raised, running through his mussed hair. Both smiled, and Erik leaned in, brushing his lips against hers.

"Happy anniversary, ma ange." He whispered, before bringing their mouths together.

Christine kissed him back with a hungry passion, winding her legs around his waist and clinging to him tightly, and Erik's response was a low, throaty moan. Their lips broke apart when the need for oxygen became too strong, and then Erik's lips were descending, tasting the column of her throat and her collar bone before venturing lower, between her breasts. He watched as droplets of water from the lake ran down her smooth, silky skin, and trembled.

Christine reached out, drawing his gaze up and pressing a kiss to his forehead. "I love you." She whispered, and Erik's response was a tender kiss. He nibbled slightly on her lower lip, than trailed his mouth across her cheek, taking in her ear lobe and sucking slightly on it. Christine gasped, tightening her grip on his body and thrusting her hips forward in passion. Erik whimpered, undone as he claimed her mouth in a searing kiss showing all the need he felt for her, and Christine cried out.

"Erik... please, Erik..." He could restrain himself no longer, and a quick shift of his body was all he needed to be able to thrust deeply within her.

His body screamed in delight as he moved inside of his wife, and his hands roved up and down her back, his body still fighting to stay afloat. Christine certainly wasn't helping, she had apparently forgotten they were in water way over even Erik's formidable height, for she had become dead weight in his arms. Her body trembled as he thrust within her over and over, his mind emptying of all thoughts except the delicate woman in his arms.

Christine whimpered, running her hands up and down his arms, over his back, through his hair, trying to feel everything of him in one long caress, and this only served to make Erik move faster and faster within her.

"Ooohh... Christine... my...love... ohh..." He gasped out, unable to keep silent any longer.

Suddenly Christine gave a great cry, tightening around him and throwing her head back in passion. Erik moaned at the feel of her inner muscles moving against his sensitive flesh, and the last coherent thought he had was that they were going to drown, before his climax took him over and he gasped, stiffening in her embrace, then letting a low moan escape his lips.

Sure enough, they began to sink, and Christine kicked her legs furiously, just able to keep them above the water. As soon as Erik was able to function again, he swiftly swam them both to shallow water, then swung Christine into his arms and carried her to shore.

On the bank of the lake he had spread the blanket, and he put his precious cargo down, sitting next to her and tracing his fingers over her cheeks and lips.

"Was this okay for our anniversary, my dear?" He asked, taking in her flushed face and passion-clouded eyes.

Christine's only response was to pounce on her husband, showing him just how much she enjoyed their evening together.

FIN