" Erik? "

" Yes, dear? "

" ... I'm sorry... "

Most people would call it improper for a lady and her man to be lying in bed, unmarried whilst the lady wore nothing but a shirt, but Erik and Christine were not most people.

Erik blinked, shifting his gaze upon her. She had insisted that he remove his mask since it hurt him and he couldn't deny. The room had only a few lit candles, their warmth glistened over her Carmel curls. She still remained in only his shirt since her clothes had yet to dry, and he hoped he would get to see her in his clothes more often.

" What do you mean my dear? " He asked surprised, he was happy that she was there in his arms, and he prayed that this wasn't all some cruel dream, and if it was, he wished to never wake up.

" It's just, " She began, her tone a bit dazed.

His hands stroked her messy hair, and he hummed a soft encouragement, so she continued. " It's not fair " His hand froze for a moment, " What are you talking about? I would wish to make you feel better "

She sighed burrowing herself into his chest, " You don't deserve to be treated in such a way, Raoul told me about the Gypsies and that's when I finally came back here - I'm sorry "

Erik couldn't respond for a minute, which stretched into five, and she didn't know how long the silence fell upon them.

" My mother sold me to them "

" ...What? I- ...I, Erik? "

He rested his chin over her head, to avoid her looking up at him he didn't want to meet her eyes.

" She even denied me a kiss on my birthday, my father died when I was about three. But- before I was forced from my mother's home, I found his letter that was for me, " Christine felt his arm around her tense, so she brought her own over his shoulder and to his back drawing slow steady circles over his back in an attempt to calm him.

" T-That letter was probably the only compassion I was ever gifted in my entire pitifully existence " he hid his face in her hair.

She drew her lips over his neck, " You deserve so much more... " she trailed off.

" Take me " her hot breath whisked against his ear.

Erik recoiled, baffled by her sudden confidence. " Christine? " he clearly didn't know how to respond, she felt that same similar tingle of arousal in her chest from when he played earlier, she knew now what she wanted, and she knew he needed some affection too.

" I want to make the music of the night " she purred, Erik's body jolted when she pushed him from his side and onto his back. She straddled his hips in one swift movement, Erik noticed that gleam in her eyes, they were fogged with lust.

Now he wasn't one experienced in the field of lovemaking, but he found himself to be a sharp learner though often time whilst he wandered through the opera house he recalled seeing lovers doing the dirty hidden in the shadows, and he didn't know whether he should be grossed out that they would do it there of all places, or be slightly turned on.

Many times he found himself studying what the men would do, mainly because he had all the time in the world and could use some form of entertainment that wasn't screeching Carlotta. He would watch them disappear between the women's legs, making her cry and moan in ecstasy.

His chest fluttered with what he could only assume to be excitement mixed with fear. He bit his lip, she leaned down lips brushing over his " I want you, Erik, " Erik finally took the small amount of courage he had, pushing their lips together eagerly.

His large hands found interest at her hips, God, it almost felt like a crime to allow himself to touch her this way. He wanted to pull his hands off of her, race to the farthest side of his liar and hide from her and the rest of the world. But at the same time, he yearned to touch her, make her moan his name until she came undone.

His hands hesitated under her chest, she barely pulled off his lips " Keep going, it's okay " she put her petite hands over his as he had done to her so many times before, and dragged them over her practically bare chest.

Erik shuddered, her breast were only one thin layer of cloth away from his cold rough palms. Her nipples perked up when Erik's hands stroked over her C cup breast, Christine pushed herself harder on his body. Erik's tongue hastily ran over her delicate lips, hands circling her shoulders and down her back. Her mouth opened not a second later she massaged her tongue over his.

Her hands fiddled with the buttons of his shirt, he pulled away with a pant " My, Christine... " he kissed her again. " Yours forever, please, please take me " she begged hands shaking.

He sat up, pushing her away gently running his hands back down her body.

" Nighttime sharpens " he sang distantly,

She took a little shaky breath, his gaze snuck up and down her body.

" Heightens each sensation, "

His hands ghosted barely over her torso, her throat burned as she swallowed and he continued his song.

" Darkness stirs and wakes imagination "

He leaned into her ear nipping at the flesh beneath it, her lips parted slightly as if to say something, but she couldn't form any words. All she accomplished was a soft little moan, which was music to his ears.

His hands were suddenly on her chest, kneading her breast together gently pinching her nipples causing a gasp to run past her lips.

" Silently the senses, abandon their defenses "

He stood from his place on the bed, she was about to turn her head to face him but she was quickly distracted again by his magic hands. He pinched her nipples again, gradually applying more pressure.

" Slowly, gently night unfurls it's splendor "

He suddenly gripped her entire chest a bit roughly,

" Grasp it " he growled,

His clutch on her promptly dropped " Sense it, " she whimpered pushing her head back against him. " tremulous and tender " he shoved her round full breast together eagerly.

He pulled away from her entirely, circling the room to face the rest of his darkened lair. He pulled the curtain down, she almost turned her head but without even touching her his hand pushed it back.

" Turn your face away "

Walking to one of the candle holders, he took a breath and in a snap, his face was gone. With only a few candles still lit, her gaze wandered around the room to see if he moved back into the light.

" from the garish light of day," she Jumped when she heard him again, her head snapped behind her only to find that corner of the room now in darkness. " Erik... " she shuddered when the warmth of the candles were gone and she was clutched in a blanket of darkness.

Her body twitched when she felt his hand wrap around hers, his arm cloaked around her torso. " turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light " her breaths became more frequent as he turned his head into her neck letting his breath tickle her ear.

" and listen to the music of the night "

Erik's fingers passed down her hips, and down to grip her thighs eager to explore every spot that would make her react, he quickly learned pinching her nipples made her squirm and gasp in his grip. Her voice was soft as silk and he planned for her to use it until she was sore, if that was how she reacted there how might she react if he just..

" Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams " she let her eyelids fall shut when he eased his hand over her hidden pleasure, and he nearly gasped when her hips rolled over his.

" Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before "

" Please, " Christine whined, he began to rock his own hips into hers. His hands hovered over her face she almost opened her eyes but it was as if they were glued shut, " Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar " Erik's hands closed in over her chest.

He popped one button from the shirt, excitement making her heart hammer in her chest. " and you'll live, as you've never lived before... "

He laid her down onto her back, kissing her passionately. He fumbled with the buttons of his own shirt, when he dropped it to the stone floor, she couldn't tear her eyes away from him.

He was hard to see in the dark, but she could make out an outline of his broad and muscular shoulders, which she wasn't too surprised as she had expected him to have a fair amount of strength. But even with that thought in mind, she couldn't help but stare trying to take in as much as her eyes could find.

" Softly, deftly, music shall caress you " he sang, she felt the shirt around her become looser and looser. He leaned into the base of her neck, trailing his nose until he was met to her cleavage.

" Oh, " she gasped when his warm welcoming mouth hungrily sucked her swollen pink nipple and he adjusted his hands on her hips. She whimpered a shy cry of his name, " Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you "

" oh, Erik! " her eyes shot open, his finger traced teasingly over that, oh so divine pleasure point between her legs. Her back arched when he ventured deeper, he rose from her chest eyes falling down to his fingers.

He shuddered when his middle finger was embraced by her soft, warm walls. " oh Christine " he groaned deeply. " Please, faster " her hips twisted from side to side, and she threw her head back into the plush pillows.

He was quick to comply, leaning his body on one arm, over the years his eyes had adjusted to the darkness, but still, he struggled to slowly and carefully find the right position to add a second finger, and when he did, it made her wail in surprise. He grinned thrusting his long fingers in and out of her warmth.

" Oh Christine, you feel so good, your voice is so wonderful, yes moan for me, sing! " he demanded voice breathy with desire. So she did, she didn't hold back her groans and cries echoing through his home like she would never have another chance.

" Erik- I'm! Oh please more! " she panted her mind was waving in and out of sanity, she could barely talk. But whined disappointed when she felt him pull out.

" open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind, In this darkness that you know you cannot fight " he kissed her before she could speak, " The darkness of the music of the night "

He shifted so he could tug his pants off, " Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world " he let them fall from the edge of the bed, arms falling on either side of her. He nuzzled his nose against her cheek lovingly, " Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before "

He pecked her cheek, " Let your soul take you where you long to be " he was back to her dripping core. His touch was careful and caring, and he kissed as much skin as he could reach.

One firm lick. Had sent shivers down her spine, " Mmm, " she hummed, she tasted sweet and rich, and he can't bring himself to resist, burying his face in her flush heat earning blissful moans from her.

Her hips levitated from the bed, making him pin them back down to properly suck on her clit desperately. Her back arched and she was practically howling at this point, she was close, so, so close, she thought she would die if he pulled away now.

It felt like fire was pooling in her lower abdomen, a fire she didn't want to put out. She squeezed her eyes closed, and she was finally falling down into a world of darkness, he didn't stop though, he kept up with his sinful licking and sucking.

Her clit was swollen, and it almost hurt when he wouldn't stop but at the same time, it was a joyful pain. He licked his lips, " God, you taste divine my dear " he whispered roughly.

He admired her chest rising and falling, her nipples were calming down and flattening once more. He rested his head against her thigh, " Only then, can you belong to me "

He put his hands on her outer thighs, raking them up to her body, making her skin prickle to his touch. " Keep singing, please " he leaned over her, staring into her forest green eyes, cupping both of her breast.

" Floating, falling sweet intoxication " he pressed a delicate kiss over her nipple, making it spring back to life. " Touch me, Trust me, savor each sensation "

Christine wasn't the kind of person to ask for something, always scared she would get made fun of for asking such a silly thing. But now, she felt such a powerful need she couldn't help herself.

" Erik, am I yours? I-if I am, can you say it? " Erik rose from her nipple, Christine usually wasn't so bold but he couldn't fight off his grin. " Mine " He declared sucking the skin of her neck, and he was sure to leave a mark. Christine couldn't understand for the life of her why she found it such a turn on to be claimed as his.

" You are mine Christine, and I am free to do as I please with you, you're so beautiful I can't believe your mine, and no one else is allowed to see you like this, is that right Christine? Your body is for my eyes only? "

" Yes, yes Erik my body is yours " She sighed happily, tangling her fingers in his inky black hair. He leaned over to kiss her" Damn right " he smirked on her lips.

" make love to me Erik " she whispered against his ear, he shuddered when her warm lips pressed to the skin under his ear. " Of course mon ange, n'importe quoi pour toi mon amour "

He was glad to be in the dark, he was sure when he kicked his trousers off he was warm and pink. She reached out for him, her fingertips met his firm muscular chest. Dragging them down, and down until she felt him brush her wrist.

He took a sharp inhale when she softly, yet firmly gripped his base. " Oh God, " he rasped. He slapped her hands away, pushing her back down, " it may hurt amour, are you sure? "

She nodded, her walls tightened patiently, " Please, " he climbed over her one hand on his cock the other resting beside her thigh. She closed her eyes " Let the dream begin, " she gasped suddenly.

It wasn't as hurtful as people made it out to be, but it certainly wasn't comfortable. It was sudden at first, a sharp pain when his tip pushed through. But then it was like a bad stretch when she pushed slightly over her limit.

She had been taught to coax herself through these bad stretches, she took a breath readjusting her hips to test how much pain came when she moved. He groaned, it wasn't hard to fight off the urge to push himself through and get the pain over with, but it didn't get much easier when she moved, and he didn't dare hurt his angel.

" Please don't Christine " she kissed him, his lips were hot and desperate. " Move " he bit his lip pulling his hips back. Snapping them back digging himself deeper in her, she whimpered uncomfortably.

" Let your darker side give in, " he started to sing once more, he groaned. Her muscles were right around him, his free hand reached for an area he had not played with much that night.

He wantonly pressed his fingers over her swollen bud, rubbing in circular motions. She mewled and in response her hips bucked to meet his " Move! " she begged.

He grunted rolling out, snapping back in place. He repeated this again, and again pressing kisses up her neck, and one sloppily offer her chin. " To the power of the music that I write " he breathed mouth hung open eyes falling closed " Christine, you are mine- MINE! " He roared.

He jerked her up by her hips, allowing him a better angle to thrust faster. " Yours! Yes, My God! I am yours! " she cried fingers melting into his skin. " You're so tight, god I cannot take it "

Christine was now panting hot and heavily, he had lifted her off the bed, and was now making beautiful love to her like there was no tomorrow. " Erik! Please! Harder, faster! " if someone had told her she would be saying these things to her angel three months back she would've slapped them outside the head.

He complied happily, she moaned their body colliding together sweaty and hot, Erik cherished the sight of her breasts bouncing after each rocking of his hips. " Christine- I-i am close- "

" Keep going, don't pull out " she ordered, he refused to believe she was capable of such a sound whenever she came. Her world faded to darkness once more, that beautiful feeling of a release washed over her like a good morning stretch.

It only got better when his warmth was dumped inside her, her back fell to the velvet cushions. Both lovers were now panting from their recent orgasm, she smiled, her hands made their way to his hair, petting his scalp gently.

" The power of the music of the night " she ran her hands down his face, he leaned into her touch despite her sweaty palm.

" You were marvelous tonight, angel " she frowned when his warmth pulled away.

" Thank you, but you were magnifique " she pulled her hands away, shifting to sit herself up. It was almost hard to move, her muscles felt new like she had never used them before.

" Sing for me angel "

His hands gripped her buttocks making her gasp. " Erik! " he smirked puckering his lips jokingly for a kiss. She rolled her eyes leaning down and kissing him.

" You alone can make my song take flight "

He kissed her again, climbing over her cupping her cheeks when he pulled away she was breathless

" Help me make the music of the night "

They laid in comforting silence, he used her breasts as a cushion, chests rising and falling peacefully.

" Mmm, I could do this all night "

Christine grinned, " And all night is what we have, to make beautiful, beautiful music " she leaned into his ear.

" And there is more than one way to make love "