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p.s. this chapter contains sexual aspects, so if you don't like it, don't read it.
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Erszabet had long slipped into the no-mans land between reality and dreams. Something prevented her from drifting into clouds, something wanted her awake, half asleep. Her room was bathed in the comfort of darkness, enjoying the pleasing silence that daylight stole away. The flowers in the room seemed to be only harmless blobs of dark, but they hid the one shadow you wouldn't want in your dreams.
Erik stood silently, watching his beloved breathe slowly. He let his cape slide off his masculine shoulders and took a step towards the sleeping beauty.
" Oh Erszabet…" he whispered, unbuttoning his shirt, revealing the chiselled features of his chest.
Erik went to the bed and joined Erszabet beneath the duvet, intoxicated by her feminine smell. His deathly cold hands stroked the curve of her waist with a secret lust.
" How you enchant me…Erszabet…" He nestled his head in the nape of her neck and kissed her young skin
"I want you…My power grows yet"
Erik's wandering hand sank to Erszabet's groin and caressed it slowly,
"Succumb to me, my dear Ersza-" he bit her skin with aggressive desire "-bet….".
Erik felt his crotch stirring as he felt Erszabet's wetness beneath his fingers. He let out a faint moan as she moved against him, even in her half sleep state, she could respond to the phantoms touch.
He kissed her neck with passion, pulling her against his muscular body, wanting nothing more than to enjoy the forbidden sins of the flesh. To have Erszabet beneath him, letting out heavy sighs of pleasure… nothing, no-one else could do. Only Erszabet. He may be a ghost, he may be a monster, but he knew how to have a woman on her knees.
"What more do you need, to succumb to me?
How you have bewitched me Little one,
And here, far from previous woe's..
I shall take you into the night away from the sun…."
Erik slid his hands beneath Erszabet's legs and picked her up, taking care to not let her head roll back. Her frail hands hung limply and swung with each step of the phantom's polished boots.
"Vladlaus will find that his life will be stolen…" The phantom glanced to Erszabet's closed eyes "If he dare's to touch you again"
Erik carried Erszabet towards a large, framed mirror and kicked it open, forcing the hidden door to swing reluctantly.
Through the frame, white church candles floated in the air, bound by magic. They bobbed up and down slightly with the fresh wave of air, but remained lighting the path to Erik's lair, and what could easily be Erszabet's tomb. As only possible in Budapest, a heavy suffocating atmosphere of horror and mystery clung to the lungs that breathed it.
Erik's inner darkness reached out and stroked at his plans, causing a evil smile to grip his lips and spread across his face. Erszabet coughed and wrapped a hand around his shoulders, pulling Erik closer unconsciously.
The Phantom let out a lewd chuckle, and kissed her throat,
"You will be doing much more than that soon Erszabet… You may resist me at first…But eventually you will find that to be my bride is to be in a demented, musical heaven"
Erik slithered in the dim light towards his home,
"You belong to me now Erszabet!"
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Sorry its so short, I am rather pressed for time at the moment.
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