Everything was so perfect.
by LiltingBanshee.
OK, back from my little weekend-outing:) Hope you will like this chapter, things take a bit of a...ehm...turn...
Leben ist Magie: thanks, here´s a little less pain for you:)
Twinkle22: Asyou requested:)
Erik´sTrueAngel: Thanks, he is being cruel, but she´s not the best either:)
Shdwcat27: Glad you like:)
Phantomandvampirelover: Thank you, well it´s hard to say who deserves her, but let´s seehow it goes:)
Wandering-Phantom:No, probably not the smartest move or...;)
Ok, off we go...
Erik went to answer the door, given the late hour he had a pretty good idea of who it could be.
"Good evening Christine, come on in", he said to the angry woman who stomped into his apartment.
"Is Sarah asleep?", Christine asked in a calmer voice than he expected.
"She´s staying the night at Emily´s house", Erik answered.
"Good...", Christine said and looked around the apartment.
'Maybe she hasn´t got the letter' Erik thought for a second, but he was terribly wrong.
"What the hell do you think you´re doing!", Christine yelled at him.
"I guess you´re referring to my letter", Erik said, hoping to keep the discussion at a sensible level.
"If you mean this piece of crap, yes I am referring to your letter", Christine frowned and threw the envelope at him.
"You are completely out of line Erik! Yes I slapped her! But it´s no reason for you to demand full custody of her. It was a mistake for God´s sake! You should have heard what she said to me!", she shouted.
"I know what she said to you Christine. It was wrong. And you were wrong to slap her, but this go way beyond a slap!", he hissed.
"What are you talking about? I haven´t done anything to her!", Christine was confused.
"When were you planning to tell me about your new lover?", he spat at her.
"What?", she gasped.
"Oh don´t play innocent Christine! Raoul! The lovely young man whom you, according to your daughter, have been seeing for a couple of months!", Erik felt his anger rising.
"Why is everyone so upset about Raoul! Christ! He´s not my lover!He´s an old friend, whom I like to be around. He is being very nice to me and listens to what I say!", Christine defended herself.
"If he´s just a friend why is Sarah so worried about you being with him?", Erik asked.
"I don´t know why she is reacting like that. He has done nothing to her", she frowned.
"No, maybe because she has never met him Christine! When were you planning to introduce them? On the day he moved in?" Erik was not sure how much longer he could keep calm.
"No one has said anything about him moving in with me! Look, I didn´t come here to discuss my personal life, I came to knock some sense into you since you have clearly lost your mind!", she screamed.
Erik felt control slipping through his fingers and moved closer to her so that he was towered threatingly over her.
"You personal life is my business too! It is affecting my child and you are married to me! Do you understand that? You´re married to me!", he gritted through his teeth.
Christine had never been afraid of him, but for a second a look of fear flickered over her eyes.
"Not for much longer!", she hissed.
"Oh, so you will rather be with Pretty Boy then? I don´t blame you Christine, I know you could never stand my face!", he growled.
"That is not true! I never cared about your face and you know that! I didn´t marry you for your face, but for who you were inside. I have always loved you!", she yelled, tears of anger running down her cheeks.
Staring into her furious eyes he suddenly felt an enormous wave of desire for her.
Abandoning all rational thoughts he crushed his lips to hers in a heated kiss.
She responded immediately and opened her mouth to allow his tongue to meet hers.
He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly against his body. She could feel his need for her and let her own hands caress his muscular back.
His hands were riding dangerously low on her back, but she didn´t object.
He lifted her up easily and she wrapped her legs around his waist to support her weight.
He moved his lips from her mouth only to place them on her neck.
Her hands found their way into his dark hair as his lips trailed to her collarbone.
"Erik...", she whispered.
"You belong to me", he growled in her ear as he gently kissed her earlope.
"Yes...", she panted.
He presed he against the wall and his mouth assulted her lips again.
With skilled fingers she gently pulled the mask he wore to hide his deformity off of his face.
She pulled her mouth away from his and looked into his eyes.
Softly she caressed his distorted cheek.
For a second he recognised the look in her eyes.
It was the look of the young Christine Daáe who had fallen in love with him so long ago, the look in the eyes of the woman who had seen beyond his distorted face and discovered the love in his soul, the look of pure love she had given him through 12 years.
The look that had vanished so suddenly for reasons he still failed to understand.
But for now the look was there and his heart were like butter melting in her hands.
Gently he traced her lower lip with his thumb.
"Christine...", he whispered. "I love you so much".
"Erik...please...", she whispered back.
Before she could say anything more he leaned in and kissed her again.
Appearently his declaration of love had not scared her off and quickly the moment heated up again.
Still holding her against the wall he easily hiked her skirt up around her waist. He stilled his hands on her body for a second to see her reaction, but when she didn´t protest the proceeded.
In fact he was quite surprised to feel her little hand reach for his beltbuckle.
Quicker than he expected she had his belt undone and unzipped his trousers. She used her feet to push both his trousers and boxers down over his legs and dug her ankles into his back to push him closer to her.
Erik needed no futher invitation and in one swift motion he joined their bodies together.
Christine gasped loudly and he nearly burst into tears at the familiar feeling of her body around him.
Their lovemaking was frantic and rushed against the wall and Christine bit his shoulder in her climax to keep from screaming as she felt him come.
Being out of breath none of them spoke as Erik used his last strength to carry her to his bedroom.
He gently placed her on his bed and turned off the lights.
The second time their lovemaking was slow and filled with love.
Later as she was asleep in his arms Erik looked out the window.
'Wow, this was not how he had expected the night to turn out. Not that he complained!'
However he knew this would require a serious talk in the morning, but for now he would enjoy the feeling of Christine being back in his arms.
He placed a gently kiss in her hair and let sleep overtake him.
Ok, please let me know what you think;)