Died In Your Arms
--In a Chateau Near Paris
It had been three weeks since the Destler family's reunion. Gus and Jean were once again on good terms and both were attending school. In the time that had come to pass, Gus had spent as much time as possible with his father. He was desperate to learn about the person whom is mother still referred to as 'Angel.' Erik, of course, was more than happy to spend time with his twin sons and devoted almost all his time to his beloved wife and children. Only two days following their reunion, Erik had gone out and managed to supply his family with a large château, near enough to allow frequent visits to the Giry's and the Opera House, but far enough away to provide the family with a sense of privacy. Not long after that, Erik himself was surprised when Nadir came up with a pastor who was willing to marry Erik and Christine no questions asked. So, it was with much joy that Christine finally, became Madame Christine Destler. When they had kissed at the end of the ceremony, Erik had to suppress a laugh as Jean and Gus cried out in disgust. Sighing happily, Erik's reminiscing ceased as two small forms leapt onto the balcony beside him and began talking loudly.
"Whatcha' doin Da?"
"Just watching the sunset Jean."
"Aw man that's boring!"
"It is not Jean! The sunset's inspiring!"
"Like you would know Gus!"
"I would!"
"Not!"
"SO!"
"NOT!"
"SOO!"
"NOOT!"
"Boys!"
"Sorry Da"
"Yeah, sorry…"
"(sigh) Where is your mother?"
"Oh! That's why we came to get you, Mum said it's time for dinner!"
"Yep, Yep! Com' on Da!"
Both Jean and Gus scrambled off the balcony and began pushing and shoving as they made their way down the stairs and towards the lavish dining room. Rolling his eyes and shaking his head, Erik followed calmly after and smiled when he came upon the dining room and saw both boys shoveling food and Christine rubbing her temples in an attempt to ebb an obvious stress headache. Just as Erik took his seat, and both he and Christine began to eat, both boys slammed their silverware onto the table and shouted simultaneously,
"DONE!"
"Can we be excused?"
"Yeah can we?"
Christine looked at her sons with both loving and motherly eyes and said,
"What for dears?"
"Pierre said his dad made him a better flute than the one you made me dad."
"Yeah, and Jean and I wanted to-."
"Show-."
"Off."
It had only been two weeks ago that Erik learned what every parent to twins already knew, twins often finish each other's sentences.
"So-."
"Anyway-,"
"Can we-."
"Go?"
"We-."
"Saw-."
"Madame-."
"Giry and-,"
"She said-."
"It was okay-."
"If we came over-."
"After dinner-."
"So can we?"
"PLEASE?"
Christine looked at Erik and he smiled and shrugged.
"Why not, Come on boys, let's saddle up Caesar."
"Yippee!"
"Alright!"
Smiling lovingly at her family, Christine watched as Erik climbed aboard his beloved horse and helped his sons to climb up in front of him. The morning after they had all reunited, both Jean and Gus had complained about everyone forgetting their birthday. So, the Giry's, the Destler's and Nadir had the biggest birthday celebration any of them had ever seen. Christine and Antoinette ended up making two cakes and watched happily as both Jean and Gus practically inhaled the sweets. For gifts, Jean had received a hand-carved wooden flute (which he played whenever possible) from his father; a new paint set from the Giry's, a new crutch (his old one got wet and cracked) from Nadir, and a book about Grecian Mythology from Christine herself. Gus had gotten a new bow for his violin (his old one was wearing out) from Christine, a large journal (for composing) from the Giry's, a stuffed bear from Nadir, and finally, as Gus liked to joke, a father. It would be later that Erik would give Gus his real birthday present, in the form of a porcelain mask identical except in size to Erik's. It made the two that much more eerily alike, but it was obvious to those who knew them that Gus's and Erik's similarities ended right about there. Christine smiled knowingly as she recalled how often Jean acted like his father. Jealous over his brother's new gift, Erik had to build something for Jean too. So three days after Gus got his mask, Jean got a wooden leg carved beautifully by Erik. Speaking of the devil, Christine smiled and relaxed happily as Erik returned from dropping off the boys and gathered his wife into his arms. Slowly, he began trailing kisses from her neck to the base of her ear and smiled wickedly as she shivered sensually in his grasp. Drawing his tongue across the shell of her ear, he whispered hotly.
"You know I haven't seen you in six years and I don't want to wait any…longer…"
"Shall I change?"
She whispered evilly back.
"Into nothing will be fine…"
As she turned in his arms, their lips met in a fiery explosion and both moaned loudly as all the unreleased passion withheld since their last meeting suddenly uncapped and met. It took barely two minutes for Erik to carry Christine up the stairs and across the threshold of their master bedroom. As their door slammed shut, Christine pulled herself closer to Erik and began kissing him with much more vigor. She undid each button of his stale white shirt and grinned when he moaned loudly. While he was distracted, Christine reached around his form and locked the door. When he looked at her confused she smirked as she licked up his already semi-exposed chest.
"Don't want anyone to find us do we?"
His own grin turned dark and his already glowing golden eyes blazed into bonfires under the combination of love and lust.
"No we wouldn't mon ange…"
Scooping her back into his arms, Erik carried his beloved wife over to their enormous bed and plopped her down upon it. His lust tripled as he watched her breasts bounce upon falling into the snug warmth of the black and red covers.
"See something you like?"
Not even having the nerve to answer, Erik merely crawled over Christine's form and kissed her intensely showing with the kiss that he indeed 'saw something he liked.' Deciding not to wait any longer to see Christine's snow-white flesh, Erik roughly tore off her dress and smirked at the gasp she emitted.
"Erik! That was one of my favorite dresses!"
"Mmmm mine too, but I'm much more interested in what's underneath."
Christine wanted to continue the little tirade in an effort to make him suffer a little, but Erik's fierce kisses silenced her and she totally succumbed to the passion as he began carelessly tearing off her undergarments. Once her breasts were exposed, Christine cried out in lustful joy as Erik's lips came in contact with the throbbing flesh. Slowly, he racked his teeth and tongue across each mound and lovingly adorned each nipple with a kiss and a nip. By this time, Christine had grown frustrated over the fact that she was naked and he was not. Shifting her leg so that it rested on his mid back, Christine quickly used leverage and flipped Erik onto his back. His stunned expression only made her smirk that much darker, and quickly she went to work disposing of his clothes.
"An eye for an eye Mon Maestro."
Slowly she began pulling his shirt off entirely and laughed as she tossed it away. When she got down to his pants she smirked at the bulge at the apex and took her time slowly driving the pants off his sculpted hips and down his powerful ass and thighs. As she kissed him hard on the mouth, Christine used her toes to pull his pants fully off and smiled when he groaned loudly at their skin-to-skin touch.
"I don't want to wait any longer Erik…"
Knowing what she meant, Erik immediately flipped his wife over and kissed her with renewed passion as together they became one again. The feel of his member entering her again after so long immediately caused Christine to climax and she panted heavily as he continued to enter her with an intense vigor. As the pressure within her lower abdomen re-ignited, Christine screamed as she came again only enjoyed it much longer as the hot torrent of Erik's seed joined her. They lay suspended together above the planes of mortals and floated happily back down hand in hand as the ethereal glow dimmed about them. As he caught his breath, Erik panted softly into Christine's curls and whispered in a voice rich with love and fulfillment,
"I love you Christine…"
"I love you too Erik…"
The bleary moon outside their curtained windows watched as they made love once more before succumbing to sleep, dreaming of each other.
End Chapter 26
A/N: And thus my lemon is fini! Hope all of you liked it, let me know if it sucked…I'm not too good at writing them so let me know if this was satisfying enough. The action will once again pick back up next chapter, oh and those of you wondering how Caesar came back into Erik's possession, he got Caesar back because Christine had him this whole time and finally at their reunion was able to give him back. So anyway Review PLEASE!
