Desire and Fantasy | By : larifoc Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Threesomes Plus Views: 5635 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Desire and Fantasy.
Author:Larissa
Summary: A girl comes home and has her fantasies come true.
Rating: R.
Pairing(s): Gerard Butler/Erik and "you".
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Erik from Gaston Leroux's book "The Phantom of the Opera" and Gerard Butler.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters listed in this story nor do I make any money out of it.
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You enter your apartment, leaning against the door, slamming it shut. With a heavy sigh you walk to the living-room and throw your purse and keys on the coffee table.
You stand in the middle of the big room in your two-floor penthouse and look around. It’s so quite… It had been that way since Gerry left.
Gerry… the thought of him makes you shiver. You two have been living together for a while and you still didn’t get used to his absence. You try not to complain, but his actor’s schedule is so busy there’s few time left to spend with you.
Hopefully he’d be back tomorrow and stay home for some time, since he was away finishing his last work and wouldn’t start another one for at least six months.
You smile to yourself as you remember he’s coming home tomorrow. You need to prepare something to greet him… a special dinner would be nice. He has always enjoyed the exquisite dishes you used to prepare, but unfortunately your work didn’t allow you to be home and cook gor him. This would be the perfect chance to make one of the dishes he loved so much.
You head upstairs to your room and a cozy, warm bed. As you reach the second floor you find your bedroom’s door closed. Weird… I could swearI had left it opened…
Slowly you walk to the door and open it trying not to make a sound. Your jaw drop and your eyes go wide as you watch the scenario that lies in front of you.
The room is filled with flickering candles and there are petals of roses everywhere on the floor and on the bed. Your reading chair is covered with a red velvet cloth as is your desk with a navy blue one. There are dark sheets and pillowcases and your bedspread is some color close to black.
You look around and notice all modern objects, like lamps and your laptop are gone. Instead there’s an old trunk by the foot of your bed. You can’t see clearly because of the dim light, but you notice there’s a paper lying on the lid of the trunk.
You walk over to where the paper is and pick it up, realizing it’s a letter. You recognize Gerry’s handwriting immediately as you see your own name written on the envelope. You open the envelope ad read… Dress up and go to the music room… Dress up? With what?
You look around the room and your eyes move to the bed rest on the dark covers. You see, now, there’s a black dress or something similar lying on the bed. You put the letter back on top of the trunk and go pick up the dress.
In fact, it is not a dress, it’s a soft, long nightgown all made of lace and silk, making it see-through, but not quite. Accompanying the nightgown, there’s a black silk rope as well a stockings and the complete set of black underwear. You smile to yourself and begin to undress, putting on all the gear presented to you.
When you finish getting ready you walk to the room beside yours… the music room. The place where you kept your beloved piano and practiced singing in your spare time. No, you were not a singer, this was just a hobby, something you love to do, but would never serve as your permanent job. You couldn’t stand the crazy life most singers had. And, from being with Gerry you knew how that could be.
You open the door and see the room is filled with candles just like yours was. Your piano is in it’s usual place in the middle of the room.
You take one step towards your piano, looking around, trying to catch a glimpse of Gerry hidden in a corner watching you. You are not prepared for what happens.
You feel eyes on your back and before you can turn around you feel strong hands grabbing your neck and your waist, pulling you backwards. You only have time to take a quick glimpse of the black leather covered hand before it is over your eyes. He pulls your head to the left, and you shiver as you feel his hot breath on your neck.
“Hello, love… What took you so long?” you hear a raspy, powerful voice whisper in your ear.
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