Apologies for the long time between updates, reviews are always welcome. This chapter is more mature, hence the higher rating. You have been warned.

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She opened her eyes again. Although she knew that Erik would sometimes watch her, this was the first time that he had made his presence known. As her eyes readjusted to the darkness she saw him sitting on the chair by her dressing table. "Erik?"

She got out of bed and made her way over. He remained still, in a trance like state. It wasn't until she touched his cheek that he looked up at her. He wasn't wearing his mask, and it was the first time in, how long she didn't know that she looked into his deep brown eyes.

"Oh Erik" she whispered again, and without hesitation, lowered her lips to his. She lingered, waiting for a response, a sign, anything, that would prevent embarrassment over what she had just done. Soon he responded, with even more passion then she thought possible.

She slid on to his lap, to prevent the discomfort that her current position provided her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and ran her fingers through his hair as she did so. His lips, slowly moved from her mouth to her throat, causing her to cry out in delight, and buckle against the bulge that she could feel forming beneath her. He moved down to her shoulder, slipping the strap of her nightgown off, his mouth tracing every inch of skin that was bared to him.

"Erik" she whispered again. "Bed"

Still without saying a word, he picked her up and carried her to her bed, laying her down gently. As soon as she was comfortable, he reacquainted his lips with her skin, lowering her nightgown as he did so. He ran his lips across her chest, nipping and biting, concentrating on her nipples, which almost made her lose control. He ran his hands further down her body, but she stopped him.

"Wait, I think it's my turn now"

She rolled him over, slowly unbuttoning his black dress shirt, kissing and running her hands lightly over his bare skin, sending shivers all over his body. She paused when she reached the waist band of pants, looking again into his eyes, not seeing the scars on his face, asking silent permission. He responded with a hungry kiss, as she slid her hand inside, caressing him, causing him to push his hips up towards her in response. She continued her motions, until he couldn't take it anymore.

"I can't hold on any more Annie" he whispered "I need you".

Backing off, she slid her nightgown off, causing him to look at her with even more intensity then she had seen previously

"You're even more beautiful than ever Annie; don't let anyone else tell you otherwise."

With that, he slid inside her, her tight heat wrapped around him in a bliss that he had never quite forgotten. He had had hundreds of women since he had last been with her, but none ever felt as right as this moment. He started slowly, allowing her to get used to his size. But nature took precedent, causing him to push into her with a fierce intensity, causing moans from her beneath him. She wrapped her legs around him to have him as deep inside of her as possible, she felt the wave coming over her, a heat running up her legs to her centre as she came apart thrashing about. Seeing the women he loved in absolute bliss was the final straw as he gushed into her, never taking his eyes off her face. He collapsed on top of her, and they recovered whilst listening to the melodies of each other's breathing.

Fin?