A/N: As per the command of my reviewers I give you E/C Fluff and a possible M rating. Be warned if you don't like x writing or are too young.

Knight captures Queen

Eric tackled Christine to the ground. She managed to squirm out of his hold and crawled away. Before she could get to her feet he grabbed her ankle and dragged her along the ground toward him. In one swoop she picked her up and fully dressed, placed her in the pool. The water rippled away from her lapping at the shore.

"No, Erik stop! It's cold. Let me up"

"Too late you are already in"

Erik laughed at her and held her down with one hand. He was used to bathing in the cold waters of his lake but she wasn't. Christine asked him to boil some water for her to wash herself. His answer was to drag her to the pool in back of the cavern. At first she seemed to like it. The water was so clear you could see the rocks at the bottom and the vent that fed the pool. Then she put her hand in and backed away as if frightened. Erik tried to convince her but he could not. She looked in his eyes, saw his intension and ran away.

"My love you will have to get used to it"

Christine grabbed his neck and using her weight brought him into the water with a splash. Not expecting her action water went up his nose and he emerged snorting and spluttering.

"We will get used to it". She smiled.

"Damn, it is cold" Now that he was fully immersed he realized the pool was even colder than the lake. He felt sorry for his angel.

Her arms around his neck she moved in closer. "Kiss me then"

Erik took her in his arms and pushed back her wet curls. His mouth covered hers. He brought them both underwater for the rest of the kiss. The sensation of being submerged in cold water and the heat of their kiss drove him crazy. His tongue filled her mouth. He broke the kiss and brought her up to the surface to get air.

Christine felt his hands on her shoulders bringing her blouse down. This gave him access to her shoulders and neck. She relished his hot lips nipping and sucking on her flesh. Slight red marks appeared at the places he had plundered. The blouse continued its descent until the tops of her breasts were exposed to the lapping water. His hands covered the small peeking mounds and were followed by his insatiable lips leaving her gasping for air. He stopped suddenly and just held her to him. She could feel his pants straining wildly.

"Christine. I have to stop."

"Why?"

"I…I almost lost it there. You do not understand what you do to me" He backed away from her.

Christine stood her full height so that her breasts were almost out of the water. The ripples gently lapped at them.

Erik could not take his eyes of the glistening mounds being caresses by the water. His mouth was slightly open, feverishly wanting.

"Christine" He brought his mouth down on them and picked her up his mouth full of his desire. He pressed her against the side of the pool.

She let her tongue dart into his mouth and he writhed against her. She brought her mouth to his ear and in a low voice said "Make me yours Erik. I need to be with you"

He looked into her eyes. His face was flushed which made the deformity even more prominent. "Are you certain Christine? It did not go well last time. I do not want to hurt you again".

"I am ready this time"

"Are you really my dear?"

"Yes" She wanted him to go on with his caresses but he wouldn't keep quiet

"If you are too uncomfortable tell me and I will stop"

"Yes"

"I need you to be honest with me"

"Erik, stop talking!" She said capturing his lips and kissing him deeply

Her dress hung around her hips. Erik began to undo her corset but the wet ties would not give and he only managed to tangle the ties further. His need was too great and he gave it up. Partial access was very acceptable right now. He put his hands under Christine's bottom and lifted her so she could wrap her legs around him. Not able to see he struggled with his pants in the water but was finally able to take them off. Slowly, he lowered her onto his manhood. They gasped simultaneously as he entered her. Christine clung to him. She did not feel pain but it took time to accustom her body to his size. She whimpered a little and he asked "Are you all right?"

"Yes" she squeaked out. "Give me a little time to adjust"

Erik didn't move for a while, he just continued to kiss her and occasionally nibble at her neck. "My love, I need to move…I need to…please!". She nodded her assent. Slowly at first Erik moved inside her. Despite the water's coolness sweat poured off his brow. Then, when he could not take it any longer his hips began the time honored love seesaw. She held onto him tightly, her legs spread out widely as they encircled him. His hips picked up a rhythm of their own. Christine delighted in having her body ravaged by his movement. She gritted her teeth and enjoyed the feeling it gave her as he widened her. She moaned into his ear causing him to speed up both his movement as well as his breathing.

"Christine, I…I have to… I am going to"

Her next words were torture to him. "Don't Erik, don't end it yet"

"Christine, please!" He would not be selfish this time and spoil everything. No matter what exquisite torture he had to go through. In desperation for relief he lowered his hand to her. His legs shaking, a crude desire took hold of him but he managed to slow his rhythm while he gave her pleasure. It took everything in his power not to succumb to the call of his own pleasure.

The sensation of his touch made her gasp. She was struggling for air now and her heart raced on its own trying to escape her body. The heat in her center began a slow ripple that spread all over her body and suddenly it reached a peak. Christine closed her eyes tightly and threw back her head as waves of pleasure washed over her. Her hands clutched him. She couldn't make a sound but gulped air into her lungs as the waves raked her body.

Once Erik felt her tightening around him, he lost all control. He drove himself into her repeatedly until his release washed over him. He cried out and plunged in as deep as he could before he released his seed into her. For a few moments his heart and lungs compressed and he was unable to see well. As the sensations ebbed away his mouth fell open onto her shoulder and he began to sob. Too weak now, he let her slide down into the water. Half leaning on her, he held on.

"My love, my love" She hugged him trying to coo him but he could not stop. After a while he was able to speak again but did not look into her eyes.

"The feelings…Christine…the feelings!"

"What feelings?" She gave him a quizzical look so he would continue.

"I felt everything, all of them together…never before…happy, sad, fear, hate, just everything do you understand my angel? I felt everything! I did not know I could feel all that!"

She smiled and put her head on his shoulder.

"I think I died" he sighed. Tears continued to run down his face. "Inside you…at that moment, I wasn't deformed. I was just a man"

"I love you Erik" She kissed his flawed cheek.

"Today, I can believe that you do." He held her close "You were born for me Christine".

He picked her up again, and carried her out of the pool placing her on the cavern floor to take the wet clothes off. Once her wet clothes were off he dried her and carried her to her pallet. The warmth of her body ignited his desire again.

"Look, look at it" He said looking down at himself in amazement. It was as if he had never had her. "Christine, I need you again!"

She smiled when she saw him admiring his manhood like a child discovering how his mechanism worked. Thinking about her fairytale fantasy Christine lay down and spread her arms "Take me my golden knight" and with a little laugh opened herself for him.

He greedily accepted her offer and entered into his newly found haven.

Satisfied with recompense Christine admitted that the only reason she had stayed at Raoul's home was so Erik would have the opportunity to capture her as he did. In Madame's house he would have never dared. She could just imagine that scene both of them sitting on Madame's couch. He would be in one of his moods and she trying to ignore him. Perhaps she would chat a little with Meg halfheartedly. Madame would sit quietly sewing controlling him with her stares. No, that would not have done at all.

He lay on his back with a grin. Her hair covered his chest. Turning his head sideways he saw a little smile on her face. That was very good. In his mind he went over the delicious moments they had just shared. Erik committed to memory what he had done every time she moaned. He would make sure to do those things again. Then he frowned a little and sat up. "Christine, Christine!"

"Was I alright? I mean, do you hurt?

"I feel a little sore"

"Sorry"

"Don't be it's a good sore. It 's our second time tonight"

"Oh. True! Did you like it? I think you liked it"

"No I didn't" She said mischievously with a smirk on her face.

He lowered his head and a shadow crossed his eyes as he turned away from her.

She forgot how fragile he was. With his chin in hand she turned him to face her. "I was joking with you. I loved everything we did." She saw a twitch in the corner of his mouth. "You were so good. I…I want to do it again"

He looked into her eyes and a big grin began to spread on his face. "Really? Right now?" In a moment his pants were off.

"But…well…I guess" She didn't dare say she was growing sleepy and that her body was sore. She realized that loving an angel took more prudence than loving a mere man.

"I'm ready!" A whopping smile on his lips. He looked totally endearing.

She reached down and found he had not lied. Giggling she answered, "Yes you are my love".

Their lips met and parted allowing each other to savor the other's taste. This time the caresses were slow and deliberate their intention more to show love than to elicit a passionate response. After the loving ended they remained joined in body and mind until their slumber over took them. Their spirits were never to be separated again.

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A/N: If you are pleased or not, review and let me know. This story is teen rated so I can go but so far.