Chapter 8: Lovers In Love, Such A Wonderful Thing
Christine felt out for the walls, trying to keep herself from tripping down the stairs. She knew she was getting close when she heard music, cold and raw music. Music that Christine knew so well. "Keep going Christine, keep going." She whispered to herself. The words of Erik's song soon became clear to Christine's ears, she stopped and listened to the smooth voice that tantalized her senses.
"Sister child, do you remember me? I remember you. I love you. Come what may, come what may, I will love you until my dying day." The notes became lighter and slower. "I hope you don't mind, I hope you don 't mind, that I put down in words: How wonderful life now you're in the world." The music gradually continued, repeating itself without the beautiful voice. Christine entered, but Erik didn't stop.
"Come what may, come what may, I will love you until my dying day." Erik continued playing and joined Christine in the next line. "I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind that I put down in words: How wonderful life is, now you're in the world…" They're voices trailed off together and Erik's playing slowly subsided into nothing more than a distant echo. Erik didn't turn towards Christine, so she went to him.
"Erik, please, I forgive you. I understand." Christine knelt by him and looked up at him, but he still did not look down at her. He simply stared at the keys.
"Christine why do you love me?" He pressed his fingers over three keys, creating beautiful sounds.
Christine looked up at him in horror. "Why won't you just let me love you Erik?"
"Christine I could have killed you!" Erik stood up fiercely, knocking over the piano bench. He walked away from Christine, his back to her.
Christine also stood and walked over to him. "But you didn't, and I love you for it." She reached out and touched his shoulder.
Erik let himself go, he turned and took Christine in his arms kissing her violently, releasing all the passion he had for her that he had kept inside for so long. She reacted by smiling triumphantly and putting her hands on his face, and removing the mask. Erik didn't care, he was to busy running his hands over her hips, the longing building up inside. He backed Christine up against the piano, sitting her atop of it, the keys making disoriented sounds as he did so. He buried his face in her neck, undoing the back of the dress while Christine unbuttoned his undershirt revealing his bare chest. Erik pulled the dress over Christine's head, revealing the corset once again. She ran her hands over his bare face, kissing the part that was usually hidden by a mask. Erik hands slid over her shoulders as he returned his lips to her awaiting ones. Her hands slid down his face, over his neck and on to his well built chest. Her legs coyly wrapped themselves around Erik's waist, bringing him even closer to her if that was possible. Erik smiled into the kisses, worshiping Christine's lips with his, and her body with his hands. He explored every curve, every part of perfection that she was. Christine leaned back as Erik's wonderful hands ran over her skin above her chest, giving her shivers, and in seconds they were over her legs. Erik kissed Christine's neck, loving the way she melted in his arms when he did so. Then, he pulled away. Lifting Christine into his arms, they made their way down a hall way Christine had never been down before. It was lit with candles, and at the end of the hallway came a room with a thousand candles and nothing more. Erik set Christine down on the rug, kissing her entire body. He reached around and undid the corset. The last thing he heard before entering paradise, was Christine's longing moan.
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Erik awakened with nothing more but a sheet around his body. It had to be a dream. He looked down, wanting to be proved wrong and there was Christine, staring up at him with those eyes. She too had nothing more but a sheet around her body.
"Good morning sleepy head, although I did enjoy staring at your face for three hours, I was wondering when I'd ever see you open those wonderful eyes again." She smiled, pulling herself up onto his chest, her hair falling onto his skin. Erik also smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close enough for a kiss.
"I'll be right back Christine." Erik said while standing and disappearing down the candle lit hallway. He soon returned however, with pillows and a large blanket.
Christine leaned back on her pillow and Erik crawled up to her, laying beside her.
"Erik?"
"Hm?" He wrapped his arm around her hips.
"You know that you're an amazing lover, right?" She slid her hand over his.
"I do now." He kissed her neck.
"Good."
"Oh is it now?" He asked sliding his hand over her hips.
Christine giggled, being slightly ticklish, and Erik knew it. "Baby, you have such sweet pillow talk." She turned her head slightly so she could kiss him.
