A/N: Thank you to peanutpup, Musicwriter158, Phantomgirl24, BabyNake, and FleshofMidnight for the reviews on the last chapter, they are very appreciated!
Once they had arrived back at Phantasma and made their necessary purchase, Christine found herself pressed up against Erik in the private elevator that serviced the suites of the resort. Leaning up for another quick kiss, she took a moment to wonder at her wholehearted enthusiasm for what they were about to do, but she discarded that line of thinking as quickly as it had crossed her mind. For once, she was following her instincts, and she had to admit it felt good to just let herself feel.
When they exited the elevator, Christine stopped in front of the door to her own suite, reaching in her handbag for her key card. She glanced back at Erik as she opened the door quietly, not wanting to wake Mamma or Gustave, but to her surprise he remained in the hallway, a resigned look in his golden eyes.
"Oh," he said quietly when he saw her looking at him. "Good night, then, Christine."
Realizing that Erik thought she had changed her mind about being intimate with him, Christine reached back and took his hand, drawing him inside with her.
"I'm just going to get a change of clothes and my toothbrush," she reassured him in a near-whisper, feeling a jolt of happiness when she saw his thin lips curl into a slight smile at her words. There really was something so flattering in realizing just how much Erik wanted her, Christine had to admit.
"I see," he responded in an equally low tone, and she smiled at him before turning toward her bedroom, but when he didn't release her hand, Christine looked up over her shoulder at him inquiringly, seeing his uncertainty before he spoke again.
"Would you…leave the dress on?"
As a fresh wave of arousal rushed through her at the thought of Erik fantasizing about removing her dress, Christine felt a satisfied smile cross her face.
"I absolutely will," she tossed over her shoulder as she walked away from him, loving the fact that she could practically feel his eyes burning into her as he watched her.
Once she had quickly thrown a bag together and left a short note for Mamma on the kitchen island where she knew the other woman would see it right away in the morning, Christine took Erik's hand again.
"Ready?" she whispered flirtatiously, giggling helplessly when his only answer was a nearly inaudible moan as she led him back into the hallway.
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As soon as the door to Erik's suite closed behind them, Christine was back in his arms. Leaning up for another long kiss, she felt the desire from before begin to burn again, even hotter now that the ability for them to act on it fully was at hand. Finally pulling back, Erik reached out and turned the light next to the door on the lowest setting, leaving the room washed in a quiet glow. Following his lead, Christine dropped the bag she had brought with her and stepped out of her heels, leaving them by the door - and herself and Erik at even more of a difference in their heights.
Taking her hand once again, he led her over to the sofa, distractedly removing his suit jacket and tossing it over the arm of the couch nearest the door to what she assumed was the master bedroom, based on the layout of her own suite. Standing in his shirtsleeves, Christine felt his eyes devour her before his golden gaze returned to hers.
Expecting him to kiss her again, she was surprised when Erik instead reached out a hand, lightly trailing his long fingers over her bare shoulder, before moving to her back, lightly toying with the zipper of her dress.
"May I?"
Unable to keep the satisfied smile off her face, Christine silently turned at his words, moving her temporarily straight hair to the side to give him unfettered access, not missing the way Erik inhaled sharply at her actions. Relishing the feeling of being completely desired, Christine let her head roll to the side as Erik unzipped her dress slowly before carefully pulling it over her head.
Turning back to face him, she saw Erik's gaze glide over her nearly-exposed body, but to her surprise he walked away from her quickly - although she soon realized he was taking the time to hang her dress carefully in his hall closet. Feeling touched at the care his gesture showed toward her, she opened her arms to him as he just as quickly returned to her, eagerly moving back within them.
Collapsing on the couch together, Erik quickly helped her remove her bra and stockings so that she was only clad in her lacy underwear - a situation that Christine found unexpectedly erotic when she considered that he was still essentially fully dressed, especially once he pressed her down onto the sofa and moved on top of her.
Leaning up, she saw his gaze move to her breasts before he moved a hand to lightly graze over one of her nipples, drawing a shuddering breath as she gave an involuntary moan at his touch. She saw him start to bend his head toward her, but before he could make contact with his mouth, Christine stopped him with a light touch.
As she slowly reached for the ties on his mask, Christine felt her heart clench when Erik cringed away from her in what seemed to be an involuntary movement. Hating this evidence that he still feared her reaction to his face, at least on some level, Christine let her hand drop slightly so that she could gently stroke her fingers over the side of his neck, trying to soothe him.
"Please?" she asked softly, letting him hear the longing in her tone. "I want to see you."
Erik hesitated for a long moment, before exhaling as he gave a jerky nod. Not wanting to miss her chance, Christine slowly removed his mask, deliberately letting her gaze trail over his face before reaching her arms around his neck and pulling him down to her for another long kiss.
Eventually, Christine reached up and pushed Erik back into a sitting position, feeling lost to the passion coursing through her, wanting to take her turn at being in control of their encounter. Enjoying the way he gaped at her in what she could only describe as a worshipful manner, she straddled him, leaning up to tease him, gasping in pleasure as he took her offering, letting his lips and tongue play over her nipples briefly before she sank bank down. Kissing him, Christine gave into the moment, letting herself grind against Erik until they were both gasping for breath as they broke their kiss, foreheads still pressed together as they each tried to catch their breath.
Pulling back, Christine gave Erik a sly smile as she slowly slid down his body, resting her knees on the soft rug at their feet. Perhaps it was the fact that she knew without a doubt that there was truly no one in the world he would rather be doing this with than her, but Christine was finding a repeat of the feelings she had experienced with Erik five years ago - namely, she felt sexy in a way she never had with anyone else, with no inhibitions to hold her back or make her question herself. Emboldened by the confidence flowing through her, Christine caught and held Erik's gaze as she slowly reached for the button of his dress slacks.
"Christine," he gasped, looking stunned at her actions. "You…don't have to," he said, the yearning in his voice at odds with his words, his golden eyes boring into her as she knelt at his feet.
Hesitating, she continued to hold his gaze. "I know," she replied. "But, do you want me to?"
"Fuck yes," he answered, eyes sliding shut as he spoke.
Feeling her lips curve in a smile at his words, Christine finished unfastening his pants, relishing Erik's sharp moan as she lightly grazed her fingertips over him before leaning forward to let her tongue lick along his length, then taking the head of his cock into her mouth.
After a few moments, she took him deeper, settling into a rhythm that soon pushed him over the edge, feeling his hands fist gently in her hair as he climaxed.
When she pulled away, Christine let her head rest against Erik's leg for a second as she caught her breath, only to look up to meet his worshipful gaze when she felt him lightly brush his fingers against her cheek. Smiling, she pushed herself back into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck to draw him down for another kiss.
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As Christine climbed back onto the sofa and pressed her lips to his once again, Erik could scarcely believe that one of his regular fantasies about Christine had just come true. However, there was no denying the fact that it had, not when he could taste himself on her lips as she kissed him eagerly.
For a few minutes, he was content to simply hold her and enjoy the blissful aftermath of the incredible orgasm she had given him, but eventually Erik realized that she was moving restlessly against him, no doubt wanting her own turn at satisfaction.
Pulling away from her mouth with a gasp, Erik let his forehead rest against hers once again. "Christine, can I…do the same for you?"
When she let out a musical giggle at his words, for a split second Erik felt himself deflate, sure that Christine was laughing at him, but she quickly proved him wrong.
Pulling back, she looked him in the eye before speaking. "Fuck yes."
Incredibly aroused by her using his words from earlier, Erik leaned toward her again, but before he could kiss her Christine wiggled off his lap. Reaching for his hand, she pulled him to his feet.
"Why don't we go to the bedroom?"
Wordlessly, Erik made to follow her, but she stopped and looked back at him. "Condoms," she reminded him, and he quickly made a detour to retrieve them from the pocket of his coat before following her to his bedroom.
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Once they were inside his room, Christine reached out a hand to stop him from closing the door fully behind them, saying "Leave it, please, Erik? It lets in a little light, and I want to be able to see you this time."
Nodding jerkily, he stepped away from the door, not entirely upset at her words. While the thought of Christine wanting to look at him seemed ludicrous, Erik couldn't deny that he would appreciate the chance to be able to see her, so he couldn't find much of an urge to argue with her request.
Of course, she wasn't done pushing him out of his comfort zone yet, Erik discovered as he tried to maneuver her to the bed. Instead of simply lying down, Christine reached for his shirt, insistently working at the buttons until he gave in and stripped his clothes off, knowing she wouldn't be satisfied until he had done so.
Finally, he got her to lie down on the bed, and after taking a moment to adjust to the sight of having her there, Erik moved over her, feeling her arms wrap around him as he kissed her again.
Eventually, he broke their embrace to start trailing kisses down her body, stopping to suckle briefly at her nipples before continuing to his ultimate destination, pulling away from her to remove the lacy underwear she was still wearing.
Once he had her completely naked, Erik took a moment to let his gaze absorb the view before him, unable to fully accept that somehow he was back in this position with his darling Christine. Reaching out, he tentatively trailed a finger over her, noting how soft and smooth she was as she eagerly opened her legs wider at his touch.
Accepting her unspoken invitation, Erik slipped one long finger inside her, gasping in shock at how wet she was. "Christine," he grated out, unable to find a more coherent way to express his thoughts, but based on her response she was reaching the same level of need that he was.
Lifting her hips in an invitation that even Erik couldn't mistake, her reply was just one word. "Yes."
Groaning, unable to resist her any longer, Erik lowered his head to her, thrilling in the chance to taste her once again, kissing and licking her until Christine's head was tossing back and forth on the pillow as she moaned encouragement to him.
Sensing that she was getting close, Erik moved his lips to her clit, suckling gently at it while he worked two fingers inside of her, finding himself unable to contain the surge of triumph he felt when Christine stiffened against him, not even caring that she brushed his wig off when she frantically clutched at his head, seeming to try to pull him closer to herself.
When the tension eased from her body, Erik pulled back, retrieving the box from the nightstand and managing to make use of one of the condoms despite his shaking hands, moving back into Christine's welcoming arms as quickly as he could.
Working himself inside her, Erik closed his eyes in bliss as they found a way to move together. Knowing that he wouldn't last much longer, he snaked a hand in between their bodies, finding her clit and gently circling it with his fingertip the way she had done herself during their night five years ago.
Apparently he had made the right decision, because within a few minutes Christine tensed against him once again. Knowing that she had found her release, Erik let himself go, blindly seeking her mouth with his as he joined her.
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They lay together for a while, both catching their breath and holding each other silently, until Erik feared Christine might be growing uncomfortable. Pulling back, he went into the bathroom to quickly clean up and get a wet cloth to take back out to her.
Now feeling nervous once the rush of passion was behind them, Erik hesitantly held the towel out to Christine, but to his relief she gave him a shy smile as she reached to take it from him.
"Thanks," she said, with a blush that Erik's sharp eyes could pick up even in the dim room. "I'll be right back," she continued as she walked into the bathroom.
Questions started to run through Erik's mind as he awkwardly stood waiting for her. Would she leave? Would she stay? He had no idea what to expect now.
Fortunately, Christine answered his questions by returning to the bed once she exited the bathroom. Deciding to follow her lead, Erik lay down next to her, only to be reassured that he'd made the right decision when she rolled on her side to reach an arm around his waist before settling her head against his shoulder. "Good night, Erik," she said sleepily, already sounding as though she was drifting off.
"Good night, Christine," he managed to whisper in return, swallowing the large lump in his throat as he pressed a kiss to her forehead and reached an arm around her to pull her closer, relishing the feeling of her in his arms.
A/N: Thank you for reading! These two still have plenty of things to work out, so stay tuned for more angst, fluff, and smut, and feel free to let me know what you thought :)