Again, this chapter is 18+, bewaaree, bewaaaaare and feel free to skip ahead, warnings will be placed on all naughty chapters so no moaning you lot
Ghosts Can't Hurt You
Chapter 11 – The Touch Of A Ghost
I woke up to gentle breathing underneath me and for a split second confusion welled up in me as I wondered where I was, then the events of earlier flooded back into my memory and I smiled. I closed my eyes and snuggled closer into his chest for a few moments, revelling in the warm touch on my face from his skin.
I then pulled myself up ever so quietly and looked at his face, his mask was still on and his eyes were closed, I looked him up and down, enjoying his naked figure before leaning over him. I touched my lips to his and kissed them gently, a few seconds passed and then he kissed back. I lifted my head to see his eyes open and a slight smile curving his lips, I kissed him again and he raised his hands up to my hair, entwining them in it and pulling me on top of him so he could kiss me passionately.
I pushed my hands round to either side of his face and held him there as we lay together, our lips locked in fervour and the world seemed to disappear. He let go of me and took a deep breath, sighing he turned to look at me.
"Softly, gently, revelling in your splendour,
Heart beats mingle, breath so light and tender,
Place your hand in mine; we leave our former life behind,
As we give in to the desire we cannot fight,
The passion of the music of the night."
His voice was gentle and tender as he left one hand in my hair, his thumb placed so it could stroke my cheek.
"Now our bodies have journeyed through a strange new world,
All thoughts purged of what we knew before,
Close your eyes, I can feel myself want more,
This passion of the music of the night."
I looked deep into his eyes and slid my hand down his body, touching it to his shaft and feeling the hardness underneath my hand. I smiled and he sat up as I stroked him gently, he moaned and placed his hands on my shoulders. He pushed me down roughly and angled himself over me and kissed me. I took his shaft once more and guided it into my body, feeling it fill me with its pleasurable sensation.
I wrapped my legs around his hips as we started to move together, his lips moving across my face and down my neck as they had before, his teeth tugging at my skin leaving a feeling of such desire I wrapped my hands around his back and dug my nails into him. He gasped but didn't pull away; instead as his hips rocked me he bit me harder, leaving red marks where his teeth had been. He moved down to the tender area between my neck and shoulder and grabbed it between his teeth, biting as hard as he dared, making me cry out, but there was no pain, instead there was a deep feeling of intoxication that wound its way down my body to in between my thighs. I dragged my nails across his back and he bit down once more, this time drawing the slightest bit of blood. He tasted it before taking his head back to kiss me, biting my lips and letting the fever of passion make him wild and untameable.
I could feel he wanted me to make him hurt, his dangerous volatile qualities made it lustful to him, not painful and as he pushed himself into me I knew I wanted him to make me hurt too, the pleasure was so intense I wanted to cry out. I pulled away from his lips and kissed down his neck, taking his skin and biting it, each taste made him thrust into me harder and I dug my nails into his flesh, ragging them down his back leaving deep red marks.
He gasped and dropped his head, his hair fell across his face as beads of sweat started to roll down his cheeks and he pushed his body into me as if I were something he was trying to over power. He sat up on my hips and grabbed my wrists, pinning them down either side of my head and growling like an animal, he placed his lips to my throat and kissed me, drawing his teeth down my skin onto my chest, he arched his back and pulled himself out of me as much as he dared before plunging back into me.
I cried out and he growled again, enjoying my helplessness as I struggled against his hands, wanting to pull him into me. He laughed deeply before he bent down and kissed me roughly, making me moan and writhe underneath him, my legs locked around his thighs and my toes pointed in pleasure. He took my wrists and placed them on his arms and I happily obliged, dragging my nails across his muscles as they tightened beneath my fingers, he gasped and kissed me again. His tongue entered my mouth and I pushed mine against his, each one trying to gain ground on the other. Our bodies entwined once more and his hips pushed me into the soft bedding with undeniable vigour. I pushed my hands up into his hair and ran my fingers through it, feeling the harsh texture that was so different to the wig he wore whenever I had seen him before.
His wild messed up hair gave him the look of such a dangerous man I wanted to scream with pleasure, but instead I pulled his face into mine, keeping our kiss going in exhilarated passion. He thrust into me forcefully as I felt him start to throb, making me twist underneath him. I started to groan as I felt the pleasure ripple through me once more, pure frenzied lust making me whimper as he gasped in large breaths of air, panting over me, his body juddering and trembling from the force of the pleasure that locked us together.
Once more he exploded inside of me and I gasped with him, my back arching under him as he threw his head back and cried out, he dropped onto me, his eyes closed, his mouth searching for mine. I touched my lips to his and he kissed me so gently our lips just seemed to brush against each other, our breath mixing together as the breaths racked our bodies from the strenuous love making.
He left his lips hovering over mine as his breathing slowed, sweat dropping off him and onto me. I pushed my mouth to his again before letting myself drop. He rolled off of me onto the bed beside me and lay there, his breathing becoming gradually slower and more controlled. He pushed himself up on one arm and rested his head in his hand, looking at me as I closed my eyes and replayed the scenes over and over again in my head. He leant over me and kissed me and I opened my eyes, my lips curving into a smile against his.
He drew his hand down my body and stroked my bare skin and I pulled my hand up and placed it on his neck, fondly brushing his neck with my thumb. What would become of us? I did not know, all I knew is that right now, there was nothing I wanted more in the world.
Suddenly something occurred to me and I sat up quickly.
"How long have I been down here?"
"All night, I'd expect longer."
"I have to get back before they realise I'm gone!"
The Phantom got up from the bed and slid off of it, passing me my clothes and I hastily pulled them on, sadness seeping into me at the thought of having to leave him. He dressed himself, leaving his waistcoat and jacket on the floor and then took my hand, pulling me up and into his arms; he kissed me quickly before taking me to the boat and helping me in.
He pushed us along through the water as I sat at the bow, my hand over the side brushing the water with my fingertips. He sang to me once more and I closed my eyes, his voice making my heart race and my head spin as we glided over the dark water.
We touched to the mooring with a bump and I stepped out, he followed me and turned to me as we stood together.
"Come, we shall go the way we came in, if people ask you can say you fell asleep in the riggings." I nodded and followed him down the passage way as Ghost watched us from his stable.
We fled through the winding corridor and up the stairs, our footsteps fleeting as he reached the door. He pressed against it and when he could hear no noise he pulled a candle holder in the wall and thrust the door aside, I stepped out cautiously, looking this way and that before darting down the lit hallway with him in close pursuit. I jumped up the stairs a few steps at a time and he flew behind me, his cape blown out behind him as the light got darker and darker the higher up we got.
As we reached the platform that went out onto the rigging he grabbed me and yanked me to him, kissing me with all his might. We let go of each other after a few moments and then I stepped out onto the rigging.
"Angel of music I'll be waiting,
Watching you from the shadows,
Angel of darkness, filled with longing,
Will be within your heart always."
His voice grew quieter and I looked around to see no one behind me, just his voice echoing across the empty theatre. I reached the end of the rigging quickly and hurried down the stairs the other side to where we had been, as I ran down the aisles I flew straight into Christine.