Christine was sleeping soundlessly in Erik's bed and he smiled, For the thought of her being in his bed made him quite happy. The happiest he had been in a long long time. The only thing that seemed to make him happy was when he heard her sing. She didn't sing that often, but when she did he was sure to listen.
He had been working with her on her singing recently but she was fearful of disappointing him, so their sessions together were more about talking.
Today however had been different because she was supposed to sing the lead for Faust but it had not ended well.
Erik had put some throat irritant in la carlotta's drink and she had croaked like a frog on stage, the woman had been so embarrassed she fainted on stage, much to Erik's amusement.
Then there was Don Giovanni play and Erik had glued La Carlotta's cup to the tray. she had ended up throwing it in her embarrassment and had hit one of the orchestra members with the tray causing him to topple over. the opera became a laughing joke for weeks in the news.
After that Erik had listened to a conversation with La Carlotta and the manager and she said she would not sing until these things stopped. That was when his dear sweet Christine had been picked by her friend Meg to be the main actress to play in Faust. Erik remembered how excited she had been running to him, and joyfully told him she had been hand picked to play the role. Erik had never seen her so happy and it brought joy to him as well.
Then when the play came around, she croaked on stage just as La Carlotta had. He had seen the whole thing she went crying off the stage and Erik quickly rushed to her side from behind the mirror. she often did this when she was upset, but tonight seemed different she was inconsolable and she had begged Erik to hold her and take her away from the terrible opera house.
Her cries and pleas tore at his soul and so now in this moment she laid resting soundlessly in his bed.
His thoughts went to other things while she laid there and he cursed himself, before he told himself to leave before acting upon his unclean thoughts.
I shall have to punish myself for thinking such things, but she is so beautiful, I can 't help it.
He thought to himself as he left the room to go play some music and distract himself from the girl in his bed.
It was no use and his trousers pushed against his hardened member, begging him for release. He sighed and got up to walk around instead. He paced back and forth in his lair before running his fingers through his hair.
"Angel?" a soft voice called weakly. He stopped his pacing and his hands flew to cover his groin, in a gentlemanly stance, before her. One hand grabbing the other wrist as if to rest them there innocently. He hoped she had not seen anything.
"Yes, my dear?" he said looking her straight in the eyes.
"Will you come speak with me? I'm lonely." she said.
"Of course. I can deny you nothing." he said and grabbed his dress cape to drape it over his arm to cover his front side so he could walk towards her.
"Angel?" she asked waiting for her to get close enough to her so they could walk together to the room.
"Yes?" he asked his beautiful voice ringing in the air.
"Do you have a name?" she asked. she had asked this so many times before and he had never answered her, but now that she was before him he felt more material than an Angel and felt that she did indeed need something else to call him.
"Erik." he said simply.
Erik?" she asked. "Erik. I like that."
"Do you?" he asked walking up the stairs to her. They were only a few feet away now and she turned to walk back into the room with the bed in it. She kept glancing behind her as though to make sure he was still there.
"I'm not going anywhere." he said.
She smiled but still continued to check behind her as though he may not be there one of the times she turned to check.
"What?" he asked her a smirk on his face.
"Just making sure you're coming." she said with a smile on her face.
"Of course i'm coming with you. you asked me to. I would deny you nothing." he said.
"Nothing?" she asked, stopping dead in her tracks to face him. Her brown eyes met his golden ones and he stopped as well. She was mere inches from him.
"N-no nothing." he said a little more nervous about what she had in mind.
She smiled and grabbed his hand before pulling him more excitedly down the stone hallway to the room with the bed where she had just been sleeping. She laughed as she did so and that hallway was filled with her laughter and both of their hurried footsteps.
Erik felt his body fill with joy at the sound of her laughter. It made him happy to see her so happy.
Finally they reached the room, and she let go of his hand before twirling around the room and flopping onto the bed.
Erik stood in the doorway and nervously cleared his throat dropping his gaze to the floor.
"What would you like to talk about mademoiselle?" he asked her.
"Anything. Everything." she said before she sat up in bed to look at him. she patted the bed next to her, signaling for him to come sit next to her on the bed. He slowly walked over and sat down on the bed before pulling his cloak towards him and covering his groin. His erection had subsided some, he was so nervous around her. He was afraid of her hurting, her or scaring her which kept him somewhat in check. But he was also worried she would find out about it. He wondered what she would think?
"W-where do we start?" he asked her, his golden eyes falling onto her beautiful brown locks and her pretty face. He raised a hand and pushed her brown locks aside so they draped behind her shoulder so he could look at her neck.
"Well..." she said and grabbed his in her own before it retreated. "I'm glad you brought me here. I always wanted to see you and be with you." she said.
"R-really? You are full of surprises tonight aren't you?" he asked her.
"Erik?" she said and her gaze dropped to his and her hands that were still entwined and she began to run her finger over his knuckles causing the hair on the back of his neck to stand on end and his erection to throb harder than before.
He moved his legs out in front of him uncomfortably.
"Y-yes? God, Christine." he breathed looking away from her. His unclean thoughts filled his head again. He felt dirty thinking of such things when she was so clean and so pure, so beautiful.
"You said you would deny me nothing." she said simply she said, still running her finger over his knuckles and up the back of his hand.
"Yes." he all but whispered his eyes still staring at the ground before him.
"There's something that I want from you, that only you can give." she said still staring down at their hands while she drew patterns on the back of his hand.
"w-what is it?" he asked nervously.
"Uh..." she said and her fingers moved to undue the button on his dress shirt before she pushed his dress shirt up and began to draw a pattern from the back of his hand and up his arm. his breathing quickened and his eyes tightly shut before he turned from her altogether.
"Damn it Christine. Enough games. What is it you want? Do you know what you are doing to me?" he yelled at her, before jumping up his hand covering his face in frustration.
"I-I-I-I didn't mean to upset you." she cried and her voice cracked . She began to cry. Erik's hand dropped from his face and he sighed while his head dropped back.
"I didn't mean to upset you either Christine. I just-" he cut himself short afraid to tell her the truth.
Afraid to tell her she wanted her to touch him. afraid to tell her he wanted to fuck her. Afraid to tell her the things that she did to him. He didn't want to hurt or scare her. and she was so perfect. Would she want him like that too
He looked at her, tears streaming down her face her hands in between her legs holding her up. Her lip sticking out, pouting at him.
How he wanted to suck on that lip.
"I'm so sorry." he said and dropped his gaze to the floor before turning to leave his cloak still in front of him.
"P-please don't leave me. I've waited to be here with you." she said.
"Tell me what you want from me? What is it that I can only give you." he nearly snapped at her.
"I-i don't know how to ask you for it." she said. Still crying her voice still cracking.
"How do you not know how to ask for something?" he asked her anger. He felt she was being very childish now. playing on his sympathies and heartstrings. "If you want a pony, then say Erik I want a pony. If you want a dress, say Erik I want a dress. If you want..."
He was cut off by her laughter.
"What is so funny, my dear?" he asked coldly now. His golden eyes glaring at her. This was definitely a game...and he grit his teeth to keep from yelling at her.
"I'm sorry i'm not laughing at you." she said and she got up and walked over to him. She put her hand out and put it mere inches from his chest. "May I touch you?" she asked sweetly.
Erik was still gritting his teeth in anger and could not find himself to answer. So he nodded his consent, afraid that if he did open his mouth he would yell and he would miss her touching him. It was something he craved and oh, how she made him mad with lust, but he wanted her to touch him. his breathing increased again.
"The girls upstairs talk about boys." she said and ran her hand down his chest. "They talk about things I've never heard of."
He looked down at her his golden eyes meeting her brown ones. She looked nervous, as her hand continued down his chest now meeting his belly.
"I-i don't know how to ask you..." her voice trailed off. And her eyes began to fill with tears as her hand made its way down further to his belt. Erik grabbed her wrist and stopped her before it made it any further.
"I don't know how to ask you for it..." she said and her eyes dropped to the floor no longer looking at him. She was afraid of being rejected twice that night.
He still stared at her face. she looked scared, frightened, and sad all at the same time. He still held her wrist in his hand, his breathing uneven.
"T-tell me what you want, Christine." he breathed, no longer mad at her. And he released her hand.
She looked up at him and her hand slowly made it down to his groin where she grabbed him firmly causing him to groan loudly.
She gasped at the size and hardness of him, her eyes meeting his.
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her from him.
"You didn't tell me what you wanted." he said, spinning her around with her wrist, like in a dance. He was now behind her and he was gently guiding her to the bed. Erik could not believe what he was hearing and he certainly could not believe she had grabbed him like that, he had not been expecting that. She wanted him, and she had wanted him for a long time.
"I want you too..." she started to say but she could not seem to finish.
"Tell, Erik what his sweet Christine wants. What she needs, he needs to hear it." he said.
"I want you to make love to me." she said. her shoulders were moving with every breath she took. They had reached the bed.
"Are you sure?" he asked her pushing himself against her. His erection pushed into her back.
Erik felt his throbbing member push into her and he felt like he had ruined her by touching her in such a way but she had said she wanted it right? She had said this was what she had thought about for a long time.
"Y-yes, please Erik." she said, and she put her hands behind her and placed them on his thighs before laying her head back on his chest.
He stood there not moving. Just enjoying her warmth against his body, and her hands so close to his hard throbbing member.
"If...if you insist...if that's what you want. Then that is what you will get." he said. "Get on the bed."
She crawled up onto the bed looking behind her to see if he was following, but he was not. he was watching her. She rolled over and continued to look at him.He put his cloak on the bed and for the first time she could see his hard member straining against his pants. He stared and her and climbed on top of her.
"Erik, will give you what you want, because Erik cannot deny you anything. But I am afraid of hurting you Christine. Erik does not want to hurt you Christine." He said tears filling his eyes almost begging her with his eyes.
"You won't hurt me." she said.
"Is this your first time?" he asked her.
She nodded shyly up at him.
"Then it will hurt at first." he said, but confusion filled his face when she shook her head no.
"I took care of that myself." she said looking up at him.
"Oh, Christine." he said and he buried his face in the crook of her neck. she wrapped her arms around him as he cried his body shaking as he did so. Her hands moved all over his body his arms his chest his shoulders his back. He didn't cry very long before he began to kiss her neck and his hands wondered her body to. He felt her arms and then her shoulders before coming to her breasts. He felt her arch against him when he gently pinched. A loud gasp came from her mouth and Erik's groin throbbed. Her leg came between his and he felt her leg push against his erection.
"Erik you are so hard for me." she said.
He stopped kissing her neck and kissed her mouth her hands went through his hair. She arches against him again when his tongue flicked her lip, asking permission to come in. She opened her mouth and his tongue explored her mouth searching out her tongue. She arched again as he pinched her nipples, gently again and she moaned before breaking the kiss.
"Erik my body is on fire, please I need you." she begged him, squirming beneath him.
His erection was heavy and hard and he undid his pants before releasing himself from them.
She stared at his erection her lip between her teeth.
"This is it. tell me now if you want to stop. I don't know if I will be able to stop myself if we go any further." he said looking down at her, his hungry lustful eyes met her brown ones and he knew she was ready for it.
"You're going to have to tell me. you can't just tell me with your eyes." he said and she grabbed his hard member feeling it rubbing it and Erik thrust into the air as she did so moaning his pleasure.
"Y-yes Erik I want you to make love to me." she said.
And her grabbed her hand and pulled it away from him,
She began to pout again and he laughed at her while he positioned himself between her legs.
"Don't worry Christine, I will give you what you asked for." he said and he got his fingers wet before putting his hand up her dress and found her womanhood, which was already soaking wet for him.
"Why Christine you are so wet for me." he said grinning ear to ear, looking down at her.
Her face flushed and she looked up at him nervously.
"Is that ok? Did I do something wrong? It is always wet when i use my fingers."
"No, no my dear you did nothing wrong. That just means you are aroused and ready for me." he said seeing her fear and embarrassment at her body's reaction to him. He forgot she was unfamiliar with being with someone and could see why she was concerned.
"There's no need to be embarrassed about your body's reaction towards me, I just never dreamed this would happen and it is amazing." he said to her.
His fingers found her clit and she jumped at the touch, moaning as he began to rub it.
"Erik please..." she begged, tears filling her eyes and Erik knew she needed more. His golden eyes were intense with lust and she felt his hand shake as his fingers moved to her opening before slowly entering her. "Erik..." she breathed while his finger slid inside her.
"God..."Erik cried. moving himself above her humping the bed spread beneath him for any kind of friction while his fingers explored her warm wet slit.
Her eyes closed and her hands squeezed the bed spread beneath her while he fingered her. Pushing his finger in and out of her. Her cries got louder. "Erik please..." she begged him. "I can't take it." she cried.
He pushed in another finger and moved it in and out in the same rhythm as before.
"No..." she said and his fingers left her. Erik sat up to look at her.
"No?" he asked her.
"No..." she breathed trying to catch her breath. "I don't want your fingers. No more fingers. I want you. Give me what I asked for, please Erik." she begged him, her chest heaving while she spoke trying to catch her breath.
"That's what you want? You want poor deformed Erik's, cock?" he asked her.
"Please Erik. Make love to me." she begged him; spreading her legs and inviting him in between them. Her wet slit stared at him and she wiggled her legs around inviting him while he stared down at it hungrily. His erection was red from the friction on the blankets.
"I could make you dirty." he said to her still staring at her wet slit.
"Erik, if you love me you will make love to me. If you love me at all you will give me what I want." she said.
He looked at her eyes and he knew that if he did not do this that she would leave and that would be the end of it. He would never see her again.
"Erik would be honored to." he said and he positioned himself on top of her, the minute his hard member touched her entrance she inhaled sharply.
"I'm close." she said.
And Erik understood. She had been waiting to climax with him inside her. she had been so strong her first time to make sure that she climaxed on his cock and he was ashamed to answer her. This was what she had wanted this was what she had asked him for and he had tried to cheat her in a way so as not to dirty her innocence and to not hurt her and yet she had been strong enough to not let that happen. She had wanted him, and she made sure she was going to get it. This made him even harder if that was at all possible and with a deep breath, he slowly entered her. she arched her back as he did, she moaned and the contact of her warm wet slit sliding over him about sent him over the edge. her body shook below him.
"Am I hurting you?" he growled between gritted teeth it had already taken him everything he had to slowly enter her rather than bury himself into her. If she told him she was he wasn't sure if he could stop and stay still till she adjusted but he told himself he would. that he would not hurt her.
She shook her head no and he continued to enter her. He finally made it all the way in and he stopped, and just panted above her. She wrapped her legs around him and squeezed him.
"Thank you, Erik." she said and ran her hands up his arms and chest.
"I'm going to start moving now." he said and his eyes stared into hers. she nodded and put her hands on his shoulders. He pulled back and pushed back into her. She gasped and moaned at his thrusts and she held on to him tightly.
"Erik, I'm gonna..." but she didn't get to finish because he knew what she was going to say and he felt it on his hard member squeeze and milk him into his climax. he came hard groaning and thrusting on top of her, before he collapsed on top of her. their breathing both erratic.
"Did I hurt you?" he finally asked.
she laughed. "Quite the opposite."
"Good." he said still panting.
"Erik?" she asked.
"What?" he asked.
"Did you do that because you could not deny me anything, if that is so I will ask it again? Would you do it again or did i ask too much?" she said.
He pulled his head off her chest to look at her.
"You can ask anything of me Christine and I will give it to you. I am yours. I love you." he said before putting his head back on her chest and falling asleep atop her. Smiling Christine seemed pleased that she could have it whenever and she too drifted off to sleep.