Christine followed Erik down to third class steerage.
Everybody was dancing a wild, funny dance that probably was Irish.
Erik took of his jacket, tied up his tie and unbuttoned his shirt in the throat, and started to dance with a girl, about ten years old.
Christine laughed and watched at Erik, it looked like he had been doing this dance his entire life.
When the dance was over he sat down at the table where Christine was.
- Are you having fun? he asked.
- I have never been having this fun, she laughed, have you been down here before?
- Yes, yesterday me and the Captain went down here, the people are very kind, he said, then he heard the music started to play again. He rose and reached for Christine.
- Come, he said and took her hand. She turned nervous.
- Wait, I don't know the steps, she said.
- We're have to hold ourselves a little bit more close, he said and pressed her against him. She didn't mind being close to him.
- I don't know the steps either, just go and don't think, he said and the both of them ended up in a wild carrousel where everything was moving and the only things that existed were he and she. He moved himself like a feather, she couldn't feel that their feet were touching the floor. And she was laughing, she had never been laughing this much. Her hair came out of all the needles that was holding it in it's place.
As the music stopped, they stood still in each others arms, looking at each other. They heard how the other people were cheering and laughing. Erik and Christine was leaning against each other. Their lips touched and they kissed each other briefly. He looked at her and smiled, then hugged her to him.
* * *
They left third class after a minute. They avoided the first class area as much as they could.
Then they came down to the luggage-room, it was a bit chilly.
- Look what we have here, Erik said and moved towards a very beautiful carriage with gold patterns.
- Hrmm, Christine murmured behind him, he opened the door to her.
- Thank you, she said as he offered his hand to help her in. When he himself jumped in to the carriage, he embraced her and took her hand in his own.
- Erik, this evening has been the happiest of my life, she said and he only smiled in response. - And I want to make it happier, she said. She then moved his hand to her breast and kissed him fully on his lips.
- I love you, Christine, he murmured passionately.
- I love you too, she said, that's why I want to make love to you. He froze and looked at her.
- Are you sure? he asked.
- Yes, so sure, she said and kissed him again. They kissed for a very long time, then she felt his hands on her back as he started to unbutton her dress. When she felt his hands on her skin, she got goose-bumps all over. Those beautiful hands burned with their love and life. She knocked his mask to one side and caressed his face. She leaned down onto the seat in the carriage, just to feel his body on top of her, it was the most beautiful burden she had ever been carried. Then she started to undress him...
The carriage became warm, and both of them were damp with sweat. Christine loved him, this was the most erotic moment of her life. The windows of the carriage where damp to, and the lovers inside it couldn't get enough of each other.
Erik drew in breath very shakily, his biggest wish had come true. The woman he loved, loved him in return. He looked at her, her hair was all wet and it was all damp with ringlets.
- You're so beautiful, he whispered.
- I must look awful now, she said and laid a hand on his wet forehead, brushing away the moist hair.
He shook his head.
- No, you are more beautiful now than ever, he said and kissed her. Then he rested his head on her chest, hearing her heartbeat against his ear. She was so lovely, so living. Christine kissed the top of his head and he closed his eyes.
Everybody was dancing a wild, funny dance that probably was Irish.
Erik took of his jacket, tied up his tie and unbuttoned his shirt in the throat, and started to dance with a girl, about ten years old.
Christine laughed and watched at Erik, it looked like he had been doing this dance his entire life.
When the dance was over he sat down at the table where Christine was.
- Are you having fun? he asked.
- I have never been having this fun, she laughed, have you been down here before?
- Yes, yesterday me and the Captain went down here, the people are very kind, he said, then he heard the music started to play again. He rose and reached for Christine.
- Come, he said and took her hand. She turned nervous.
- Wait, I don't know the steps, she said.
- We're have to hold ourselves a little bit more close, he said and pressed her against him. She didn't mind being close to him.
- I don't know the steps either, just go and don't think, he said and the both of them ended up in a wild carrousel where everything was moving and the only things that existed were he and she. He moved himself like a feather, she couldn't feel that their feet were touching the floor. And she was laughing, she had never been laughing this much. Her hair came out of all the needles that was holding it in it's place.
As the music stopped, they stood still in each others arms, looking at each other. They heard how the other people were cheering and laughing. Erik and Christine was leaning against each other. Their lips touched and they kissed each other briefly. He looked at her and smiled, then hugged her to him.
* * *
They left third class after a minute. They avoided the first class area as much as they could.
Then they came down to the luggage-room, it was a bit chilly.
- Look what we have here, Erik said and moved towards a very beautiful carriage with gold patterns.
- Hrmm, Christine murmured behind him, he opened the door to her.
- Thank you, she said as he offered his hand to help her in. When he himself jumped in to the carriage, he embraced her and took her hand in his own.
- Erik, this evening has been the happiest of my life, she said and he only smiled in response. - And I want to make it happier, she said. She then moved his hand to her breast and kissed him fully on his lips.
- I love you, Christine, he murmured passionately.
- I love you too, she said, that's why I want to make love to you. He froze and looked at her.
- Are you sure? he asked.
- Yes, so sure, she said and kissed him again. They kissed for a very long time, then she felt his hands on her back as he started to unbutton her dress. When she felt his hands on her skin, she got goose-bumps all over. Those beautiful hands burned with their love and life. She knocked his mask to one side and caressed his face. She leaned down onto the seat in the carriage, just to feel his body on top of her, it was the most beautiful burden she had ever been carried. Then she started to undress him...
The carriage became warm, and both of them were damp with sweat. Christine loved him, this was the most erotic moment of her life. The windows of the carriage where damp to, and the lovers inside it couldn't get enough of each other.
Erik drew in breath very shakily, his biggest wish had come true. The woman he loved, loved him in return. He looked at her, her hair was all wet and it was all damp with ringlets.
- You're so beautiful, he whispered.
- I must look awful now, she said and laid a hand on his wet forehead, brushing away the moist hair.
He shook his head.
- No, you are more beautiful now than ever, he said and kissed her. Then he rested his head on her chest, hearing her heartbeat against his ear. She was so lovely, so living. Christine kissed the top of his head and he closed his eyes.