A/N: HOLLA! Okay, as usual before I start this story I have to mention that
all the characters are not mine, but Baz's. WELL YA KNOW WHAT?! That is
something that is just too upsetting to admit! How dare he be such a
genius... Ba-humbug -_- I envy his creativity. But they aren't MINE, the
songs aren't MINE, and worst of all, Christian isn't MINE.. **tear** Now
shut up, pass the popcorn, and read my story!
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Looking back into his eyes, I could tell he knew my answer without my reply. I was wearing my emotions so shallow for him that it was bound to be obvious what I wanted. But never the less, I felt the need to say something.
"Yes Christian, I'd want nothing more. Make love to me tonight." I pressed my lips to his, and he responded passionately. Our tongues were soon entwined as we held onto each other tightly, almost as if we feared being torn apart. Christian swiftly swung his arm behind the crook of my knees, clutching me tightly to his chest as he carried me out of the hallway and into the garret.
Once inside, he plopped down on the bed, still holding me in his lap. I lifted my finger to his face, gently tracing the contours of his jaw and his chin, finally drawing it across his lips. He took my hand in his, kissing each of my fingers before sliding my hand down his chest to rest over his heart. "Feel it beating?" he asked me. I smiled and nodded. "It beats only for you. You have all of me Satine, I love you so much."
"I love you too, Christian." Once again our lips met, but this time they didn't break apart for a long time. I rolled off his lap and pulled Christian's body down to drape over mine as we kissed. As our kissing became more heated, I took hold of his hand which was positioned on my waist and slid it up my side until he was cupping my breast. The kiss broke and he looked at me, almost as to verify my permission. "Go on Christian, I want you to touch me." He gave me a little smile, and recaptured my mouth. At the same time, he brought me back up to a sitting position and began to unbutton the back of my dress. Once he had gotten it undone and slid it over my hips, his mouth moved down to my shoulder as he slowly unlaced my corset. I could tell it was something he wasn't use to doing, as he was very clumsy with the thin ribbon and was taking much too long for my liking. I wanted to feel his skin on mine right then and there. I reached behind my back and started to unlace myself. Christian willfully let me take over, as I was sure he wanted me out of it just as quickly as I did. He still continued to place tender kisses on my right shoulder, slowly kissing his way down my collarbone and beyond. When he reached the top on my corset he quickly dipped his tongue into the crevice formed by my cleavage, making me tingle with excitement. Then he continued back up my chest to plant kisses on my other shoulder. When I thought I couldn't tolerate his teasing for another instant, I finally had loosened the corset enough to pull over my head. I lifted my arms in the air signaling Christian to lift it off of me. He gave me a quick kiss, and slid it off.
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Looking back into his eyes, I could tell he knew my answer without my reply. I was wearing my emotions so shallow for him that it was bound to be obvious what I wanted. But never the less, I felt the need to say something.
"Yes Christian, I'd want nothing more. Make love to me tonight." I pressed my lips to his, and he responded passionately. Our tongues were soon entwined as we held onto each other tightly, almost as if we feared being torn apart. Christian swiftly swung his arm behind the crook of my knees, clutching me tightly to his chest as he carried me out of the hallway and into the garret.
Once inside, he plopped down on the bed, still holding me in his lap. I lifted my finger to his face, gently tracing the contours of his jaw and his chin, finally drawing it across his lips. He took my hand in his, kissing each of my fingers before sliding my hand down his chest to rest over his heart. "Feel it beating?" he asked me. I smiled and nodded. "It beats only for you. You have all of me Satine, I love you so much."
"I love you too, Christian." Once again our lips met, but this time they didn't break apart for a long time. I rolled off his lap and pulled Christian's body down to drape over mine as we kissed. As our kissing became more heated, I took hold of his hand which was positioned on my waist and slid it up my side until he was cupping my breast. The kiss broke and he looked at me, almost as to verify my permission. "Go on Christian, I want you to touch me." He gave me a little smile, and recaptured my mouth. At the same time, he brought me back up to a sitting position and began to unbutton the back of my dress. Once he had gotten it undone and slid it over my hips, his mouth moved down to my shoulder as he slowly unlaced my corset. I could tell it was something he wasn't use to doing, as he was very clumsy with the thin ribbon and was taking much too long for my liking. I wanted to feel his skin on mine right then and there. I reached behind my back and started to unlace myself. Christian willfully let me take over, as I was sure he wanted me out of it just as quickly as I did. He still continued to place tender kisses on my right shoulder, slowly kissing his way down my collarbone and beyond. When he reached the top on my corset he quickly dipped his tongue into the crevice formed by my cleavage, making me tingle with excitement. Then he continued back up my chest to plant kisses on my other shoulder. When I thought I couldn't tolerate his teasing for another instant, I finally had loosened the corset enough to pull over my head. I lifted my arms in the air signaling Christian to lift it off of me. He gave me a quick kiss, and slid it off.