A rather short chapter...
Little Lotte- What would one of my stories be without this song? To bad they are not in a church...
Chapter 21
Erik sat beside me, shifting through his multiple stacks of sheet music, looking for the perfect song. Ayesha sat on my lap, purring under my stroking hand.
I always love sitting beside Erik, getting involved in his greatest passion. I am far from a good singer, even though he claims I can sing, I know he is just being nice. How he can put up with my voice, I shall never know. But he does, and even encourages it.
"Do you have a request?" He asked, obviously not finding the song he wanted.
"Anything that makes you happy My Love." I commented sweetly. He gave a short chuckle, returning to his search.
"I keep forgetting you can never make a decision on your own." He teased. I rolled my eyes, placing Ayesha on the floor, so I could shift to sitting on the side of my hip, resting my chin on his shoulder, wrapping my arms around him.
"I can," I protested weakly.
"But one cannot choose when you play, for no matter what the music, It's seductively intoxicating." A wolfish grin crept across his angelic face, as he kissed my forehead, creating a path to my lips, turning his body to the side, and pulling my up into him.
"Only when I wish it to be." As he spoke, Ayesha jumped up on the bench, then to the top of the organ, knocking over the papers. The sheet music scattered onto the floor.
Must she get in the the way?
Erik and I began to pick up the papers, stacking them up on the floor. One particular sheet caught my eye. The edges of the yellowing page seemed to have burned, of it had a dark ash brown rim along the uneven edge.
"What about this one?" I asked, beginning to read the lyrics. Just as the words escaped my lips, I wish I hadn't let them free, for I recognized the song.
It was from his Don Joan Triumphant. The song between Don Joan and Aminta, the song Christine and Erik sang, the night she showed his unique face to the cruel blind world.
Erik took the sheet from my hand, examining it, a twisted look upon his face
"I'm sorry Erik, I didn't mean too..." I trailed off, as he picked up the rest of the sheets, placing Point Of No Return up on the stand.
"It is a beautiful song." He said harshly, as he began to play it's haunting melody.
My poor Erik. How could he stand playing that song? for I know it hurts him. How could I be so foolish to suggest it?
You have come here
In pursuit of your deepest urge
In pursuit of that wish
Which till now has been silent... silent
Something about his tone seemed different than I expected, it was soft, and calm, slowly filling with that untamed passion. He turned his head slightly, his grey blue eyes flashing with intensity.
I have brought you, that our passions
May fuse and merge
In your mind
You've already succumb to me
Dropped all defences, completely succumbed to me
Now you are here with me
No second thoughts you've decided... Decided
his fingers left the keys, and began to play on my hips. fiddling with the beading of my corset.
Past the point of no return
No backward glances
The games we've played till now are at an end
He rose from the bench, bringing me up with him, leading me away from the bench, his fingers finding there way up and down the curves of my body, over the soft fabric of my dress.
Past all thought of "if" or "when"
No use resisting, abandon thought and let the dream descend
What raging fire shall flood the soul
He stole a quick kiss, with out any form of protest on my part.
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us
He began to lead me down our familiar path to the bedroom. It seems we are always traveling to it in this manner, something I have no objections to.
Past the point of no return
The final threshold,
What warm unspoken secrets will we learn
Beyond the point of no return...
It was my turn to sing in our seductive duet. I had only heard this song once before, while they sang on stage, but I can recall every word for every note.
You have brought me
To the moment
Where words run dry
To the moment where speech disappears
Into silence... silence
My voice is nothing compared to the last women he sang this with, but I let my soul bleed through my voice, releasing all the passionate love I feel for him, feeling each note with my very soul, meaning every word to escape my lips.
I have come here,
Hardly knowing the reason why
In my mind I've already imagined
Our bodies entwining, defenseless and silent
His hands fell to my bottom, pulling my up off the ground. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist, and arms around his neck to support my body.
And now I am here with you
No second thoughts
I've decided...decided
His lips caressed the nap of my neck, the euphoria the created pulsed through my veins, setting my body on fire with passion.
Past all thought of right or wrong
One final question
How long should we too wait
Before we're one?
He laid us down on the bed, so that he found himself only inches above my body, as he removed my corset, his lips touching every part of my flesh exposed.
When will the blood begin to race
The sleeping bud burst into bloom?
When will the flames at last consume us?
I began to work on his own apparel, as he sang in harmony with me.
Past the point of no return
The final threshold
The bridge is crossed now
So stand and watch it burn
We have passed the point of no return.
Something about tonight was far greater than all the other times prior. Something made it different, more passionate, more loving, filled with more desire. For tonight he forgot about her, completely. He is completely mine, and mine alone. This painful song from the past allowed him to forgive, and forget, start a new. He was on longer the Phantom, the Opera Ghost, the Trapdoor Lover, he is simply Erik, only my Erik.