Thank you reviewers!
Incase you haven't noticed, Elphaba is the one who tends to make the first move. I made it this way because I interpreted her as a I'm-not-going-to-take-any-crap-from-anyone, - do-it-yourself kind of different person where as I see Erik as a leave-me-alone-in-my-shadow-before-I-Punjab-you kind different guy. So naturally, even though Elphie likes the dark and gloomy stuff, she's the one who's a bit more open and care free. Sorry if she seems a bit OOC. Also, I made Erik really dynamic. He can go from dark angsty mood to really emotional sensitive guy. So ya that's just my interpretation of them.
About this chapter: I'm not sure if this chapter deserves an M rating or not but for those of you who have no stomach for… certain stuff, I'm just warning you right now. If you can't handle the content, skip ahead to the next chapter because u will probably need to read that in order to understand the beginning of chapter 7. As for those of you who can handle this, I think that you will enjoy this scene.
Again, I do not own Wicked or Phantom.
5. Love's Sweet Redemption
Elphaba had lost track of how long she had been lying wide-awake. The persisting worry that Erik did not love her was taunting her endlessly. She couldn't help but feel broken and used. She had practically given him her heart and soul and he turned around and ran off. Was it something she did?
As if guilt wasn't bad enough, there was something far worse that was torturing her as well. Not only had the kiss brought them beyond the point of no return, but it had fully awaken a deep, dark, seductive need within her. Her body, soul, and entire being were aching for the slightest touch or caress from him. It was a need so dark and primitive that Elphaba doubted that her sanity would still be there in the morning if he did not save her tonight.
Something stirred outside her room. The witch braced herself, ready to hex anything that came within ten feet of her. The curtain was pulled aside. Elphaba could have cried out loud with relief. As if her prayers had been answered, the Angel of Music had answered her heart's call. But instead of possibly relieving her aching soul, it only intensified her need, making it far more desperate. Erik had entered her room bare-chested, a robe barely covering his enticing figure with the mask replaced. Her eyes swept over him, taking in the splendid sight of his tall body with long legs, strong, muscular arms, and a sculpted, alluring torso. The longer her dark eyes gazed upon him, the more this unbearable ache increased.
Erik's mind instantly centered on one thought as he pulled the veil aside. She looked so perfect, so beautiful, yet so irresistibly tempting lying there. The black nightgown barely covered her shoulders, revealing long and graceful jade arms. The nightdress dipped low, revealing a bit of cleavage. Oh how he wanted to join her there, to prove his perpetual love to her in the greatest display that lovers could ever show. There was a small empty space beside her, like this perfect picture was not yet finished and was begging him to fill it, to complete it. How he wanted to do so, but he had to restrain himself. He had made a promise that he would never hurt or take advantage of any woman and Elphaba, by far, was certainly no exception.
Very slowly, Elphaba rose from her bed, wondering if she should try to fill up the gap from earlier. Erik's own desires intensified as she climbed out of bed, letting a bit of the black silk catch above her green thigh. As she stood before him, he noticed that the little nightdress she was wearing only came down to her knees. She looked so stunning before him, with the black elaborating the splendor of her dark eyes and the candlelight shimmering off of her brilliant jade skin.
"Oh Elphaba," he breathed so silently that it was inaudible to her.
She approached him, standing before him in all of her emerald beauty. It was very hard to restrain herself while being this close to his half-naked body. She could almost feel his warmth, wishing that she were wrapped up in his gentle embrace.
"Erik, listen, I'm sorry about earlier. I-" she began
She didn't need to say anymore. He did not want, nor need her unnecessary apologies. It was not by any means her fault. In a flash, he pulled her to him, kissing her slowly and sensually, trying to answer his own questions, to find out if this love was for real. He buried his fingers in her luscious black tresses, licking her lips, his tongue begging for entrance. Instantly she succumbed to his kiss, parting her lips, letting their tongues dance. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself to him, finding that his need was a strong and desperate as her own. They were so close that she felt his heart beating rapidly against her own. Gradually the kiss became more frantic and passionate. With curiosity, she pressed harder, gently moving against him. Erik tore away from the kiss, needing a moment to gasp for air from the extreme pain and pleasure she made him feel. His eyes infiltrated hers, trying to find answers within them to determine if she felt the same way he did. In their dark depths, he found intense desires and an almost mischievous gleam. She certainly was a fascinating enchantress, putting him under her seductive spell. He kissed her lightly, as if he was sealing his promise of undying love to her.
"Elphaba, I love you," he breathed huskily, before kissing her again.
There was no doubt in her mind that his words were true. "I love you," she echoed before his mouth met hers.
There was no going back now, not after they had waited a lifetime to find someone who would love them for who they were. The point of no return was very close and neither had any objections in crossing it. The passion and desire were rising rapidly. Kisses became more feverish. Elphaba let her hands wander about Erik's torso, rubbing her palms over the firm ripple of his sculpted chest, then sliding them up to his shoulder and pushing the robe to the floor. Erik pulled away, looking questioningly into her eyes that were intense with need. Was this really what she wanted?
Elphaba caught on to his doubts. She knew that his past had taught him that the world was incapable of showing him love. She, however, was certainly not like the rest of the world. Reassuringly, she nodded before removing the mask and lightly kissing his marred flesh. She heard his breath waver and felt him lean in towards her kiss. Sweet Oz did she love him, and tonight she would make it quite clear.
Elphie took his hands in her own, leading him to the bed and hesitantly, the Phantom followed. She laid down, maintaining her grip on him and pulling him down with her. Erik felt his blood coursing through his veins, half of him overjoyed, yet half of him terrified. For the first time in his life, someone truly loved him for who he was and was clearly ready to go all the way to prove it, but what was she expecting? He had never even come close to any situation like this before in his life. Sure he knew what happened under the sheets when a man and woman made love, but never in his wildest dreams did he believe that it would ever happen to him. He wanted to prove his undying love to her, but he was scared to do so. What if he did something to turn her away? He would not be able to live with himself if he did.
They had settled very comfortably on the bed. Elphaba took his hand, guiding it between their bodies to the black ribbons on her nightgown, silently asking him to release her from the prison of her clothes. He looked away, afraid to meet her inquisitive gaze, afraid to tell her that this moment he had waited a lifetime for was the very thing he feared.
Again the witch was confused by his actions. Was he about to run and hide again? He couldn't, not now when she was so close to finally purging herself of the demons that were eating away at her soul. "Erik?" she asked.
He turned when she called his name, instantly met with her intense yet innocent eyes. He couldn't lie to her; he needed to tell her now before she misunderstood.
"Elphaba I did not… I have never…This is the closest I've ever come to…" He sighed before turning away from her, ashamed of the truth. "I have never known the joys of the flesh." At last the secret was revealed.
The enchantress felt her heart bleed for him. The dejected look on his face was heartbreaking to see. She reached up, making him look at her while caressing the deformed side of his face. "We can learn of them together," she whispered as her eyes shimmered with trust.
In that instant, all of the fervor and longing that had momentarily vanished reappeared in Erik's eyes. Her words restored him with the courage to go on, knowing that he would not be alone in this whole new world they were about to enter.
With meticulous care, Erik undid the delicate ties of the black silk nightdress while Elphaba waited with great anticipation. The last ribbon was pulled, and Erik slowly slid it off, leaving her completely exposed beneath him. His heart jumped to his throat as his eyes swept over her bewitching figure, taking in the sight of her breathtaking green flesh, radiant with an emerald glow. In his dreams she had been very attractive, but reality was nothing compared to the blurred images at night. God Almighty she was beautiful. How one earth had he ever let her resplendent color blind him for even a moment? His eyes returned to her face, where a crimson blush had enveloped her green cheeks. She was so captivating lying there that he could not help but kiss her again, trying to convey all of his adoration for her through it. He felt her hands at his pants, undoing the buckles. Erik tore them off, throwing them aside.
Careful not to crush her, Erik's body came to rest over hers. Instantly, he was overwhelmed by how incredibly soft she was, how bare flesh against bare flesh was an unparalleled sensation in and of itself. "Elphaba," he breathed, completely awed. He held her close to him, assaulting her lips and tangling his hands in her hair. She was so warm and willing beneath him. Instantly, Elphaba moaned deep and long, absolutely undone with rapture from his fiery kiss and smooth body resting over hers. Erik released her mouth and began kissing her neck, slowly moving down to her chest, tasting her sweet flesh and showering her entirely with tantalizing kisses and lingering caresses from head to toe. He wanted to cherish this moment that he had waited a lifetime for and seduction could not be rushed. Elphaba groaned out as his lips and fingers explored her body. This torturing bliss was too much.
"Erik… please… now…" she moaned in this tormenting pleasure. The desire she had felt before had now evolved into a full-fledged must. If he didn't take her now she would surely shatter.
Kiss me too fiercely,
hold me too tight.
I need help believing
you're with me tonight.
My wildest dreamings
could not foresee
lying beside you
with you wanting me…
Gradually, Erik made his way back up finding her lips, hungrily kissing them. Elphie felt his hand snake it's way down from her neck, gently caressing her breast, scorching her side like fire and hooking her leg around his own. He pulled back, his eyes flaming with need as he held onto her hips firmly. With painstaking care, he joined them together, trying to prevent any pain on Elphaba's part, yet unable to do so. Pain throbbed through Elphaba's body as she lost her innocence. She tried not to show it, by she couldn't help but give a small whimper and sink her nails into Erik's back, trying to find a release, but only sharpening and heightening his senses. He drew her closer to him, trying to absorb any of her pain and trying to comfort her.
"Please forgive me Elphaba," he cooed in her ear.
"Just… don't stop," she breathed as she felt the momentary discomfort leaving and an overwhelming sensation rapidly replacing it.
And just for this moment,
as long as you're mine,
I've lost all resistance
and crossed some borderline.
And if it turns out
it's over too fast…
I'll make every last moment last
As long as you're mine…
Erik felt completely at peace while he was in this perfect union with her. The glow she possessed earlier was nothing compared to the emerald radiance she emitted now in this perfect oneness. He tenderly caressed her face and his heart swelled as she leaned into his touch, closing her eyes as this bliss began to take over her senses.
Maybe I'm brainless,
maybe I'm wise;
but you've got me seeing
through different eyes.
Somehow I've fallen
under your spell.
And somehow I'm feeling
it's up that I fell!
Finally their souls and bodies were one and two hearts were made whole. Erik wanted to stay with her in this peaceful tranquility, but he physically needed more. Her eyes were practically begging to make love to her and he could not deny them. He watched as she began to writhe beneath him and it only increased this irrepressible thirst his body had for her.
Every moment
as long as you're mine,
I'll wake up my body,
and make up for lost time.
Say there's no future
for us as a pair…
And though I may know
I don't care!
At last, with a deep breath, Erik plunged into her and instantly an agonizing pleasure flared through his body, making him shudder and gasp for air from such a powerful release. Elphaba threw her head back, completely undone, crying out his name as an explosion of bliss consumed her. She cried out again, barely able to breathe as he thrust again, drowning in heat and ecstasy as he moved within her. Everything was rapidly dissolving into a whirlwind on passion. Their bodies molded together perfectly as they became one, entwining in love's duet. Never before had either of them known such an enthralling sensation. Erik's caresses became more heated, each touch scorching like fire as he kissed her face, neck, mouth, chest, anywhere his lips could claim her flesh, leaving her breathless. Elphaba wrapped her legs around him tighter, allowing further penetration as he sank farther into the depths of her soul and womanhood. He was everywhere, all around her, on top of her, within her and never before had she felt so alive. Flames of passion consumed them as cries and moans escalated, calling out each other's name, trying to find a release from this raging inferno. Gradually, the needs of their bodies and spirits were fulfilled and the flames began to subside. The brutal rocking of before slowed down. Erik gently rocked against her, their hips remaining locked together. He clung to her, trying to absorb every bit of her, fearing that if he did not, she would suddenly disappear. Kisses became more chaste, touches became docile and an ethereal peace settled over them as their hearts nearly exploded with adoration.
Just for this moment
as long as you're mine,
come be how you want to
and see how bright we shine.
Borrow the moonlight
until it is through…
and know I'll be here
holding you…
As long as you're mine!
Erik and Elphaba rested comfortably in eachother's embrace, entirely spent and basking in the sweet aftermath of love's duet. Elphaba had fallen asleep long ago; a combination of exhaustion and lying beside her beloved, safe and warm, had been far too comforting for her and she had given in to sleep willingly. Erik however, remained wide-awake, still trying to decide if he was dreaming or not. Tonight's events had been extraordinary. Not only had someone kissed him out of actual love, but she had gone further than that, making it entirely evident through seduction. Could the sleeping emerald angel in his arms possibly be real? A small moan of content from Elphaba stirred him from his thoughts. Her head rested over his heart, her breath delicately grazing his torso as her fingers traced the lines of his chest. The sight of her sleeping form clinging to his own made his heart burst with love for her. Never before had love been so joyful, so wonderful for him. For once, love felt like he imagined it to be, like it should be. Being ever so careful not to wake her, he brushed his fingers through her thick black locks, pushing a few strands out of her jade face before running his fingertips up and down her side. God he loved her. Never before had he had this extraordinary feeling, like some half of him that had been missing was finally found and made him whole, like his soul was complete. For the first time in his life Erik felt bliss, passion, and wholeness. He felt loved. She was so warm and soft against his flesh and so angelic as she slept in his embrace. Drowsiness was beginning to consume him as he rested in absolute serenity. He gave into it, dozing off into a peaceful sleep.
Yet, E/E love! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. For those of you who don't know, I used the awesome song from Wicked, "As Long as You're Mine". If you've never heard it, GET THE SOUNDTRACK BECAUSE IT IS INCREDIBLE! Please leave lots of reviews!
