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A New Beginning	By : Lum Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 5783 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: Please see the prologue

A New Beginning

Chapter 27

Declarations

Not Censored

Madison let out a shaky breath as she watched the sun begin to set from her bedroom window. It was the night before the grand announcement ball, and she was nervous. The golden rays bathed the land while the clouds darkened into pinks and oranges that were being swallowed by dusky purple. Soon the first stars of the night would be visible as the bright orb sank behind the mountain range in the distance.

The ride back from the city had been entirely uneventful, as the maid Sarah had managed to stay awake for the entire four boring hours it took to travel back to their home. All they could do was study each other, or engage in trite conversation as the maid carefully watched over them. Madison pondered their situation, wondering if the maid truly suspected that anything had happened while she was less than careful watching them, or if the young woman was merely well rested from the night before and could not be lulled into a shallow sleep from the swaying of the carriage.

She remembered smiling from under her lashes at him as he had shifted carefully on the padded bench opposite from her. The time had passed quickly, not as fast as the eventful trip into town, but fast all the same as they traded looks and engaged in carefully worded conversation.

Madison ran a hand through her hair as she thought about returning home last week, of the moments in the past few days that they had stolen away to be together. She hated that he continued to stay on at her father’s house when there were so many empty bedrooms here, but propriety dictated that they could not live under the same roof until they were married.

The corners of her mouth tipped up into a sinful smile as she remembered the stolen times together. It was not a difficult thing for them to sneak away from the ever watching maids and servants, like they had before. But of all of the servants Ummi was the worst; she always finding excuses to enter whatever room Erik and Madison were in when he called upon her for courting. So they had taken to meeting on their own, when the sun had set and they would not be bothered by prying eyes and ears.

She laughed to herself and brought a finger up to rub against the glass of the cool window pane when she heard a soft knock coming from her adjoining bathroom. Crossing into the bathing chamber she depressed the hidden latch and smiled coyly as Erik stepped from the narrow space in the towel cabinet and into the room and pulled her flush against him in a quick embrace.

“I was wondering when you would show up. You left me alone, all day, and I was so terribly bored” she said playfully as her mouth turned down into a moue. She watched as he removed his heavy coat and shoes, throwing them haphazardly on the floor.

“Hmm, bored you say? Perhaps I can think of something to alleviate your boredom,” he replied even as his hands wandered to grab her just below the swell of her hips and pull her close, and as she encircled her arms around his neck to hold him there.

“Oh? And what are you thinking about doing?”

She sighed as he brought his head down to capture her lips in a too short kiss before replying, “this, I have been thinking about this all day,” and he moved his mouth to the line of her jaw before trailing down her neck where he licked the spot above her pulse, which suddenly began to beat faster. She dropped her arms from his neck to grab gently at his arms as his head bent down to her collar bone where he ran his tongue along the creamy skin. One hand came around to her front, pulling the edge of her dress down to reveal the curved top of one full breast, pushed up by her corset and covered by a lace edged chemise.

Madison moaned as his hand roughly grabbed the offered breast and his tongue traced a wet trail across the swell of it. “Stop,” she begged him, “you are going to rip my dress.”

But he didn’t care; he could only think of revealing more creamy smooth skin. “I will buy you a new one.”

She gently but forcefully shoved him away from her before reaching behind her back to undo the buttons that her hands could reach, “help me take it off?”

He nodded and casually walked behind her to undo the last of the buttons at the top and bottom of the dress that she had not been able to undo herself. He grabbed the skirts and jerked the material up as she raised her arms. Once it was over her head and her arms had been removed from the sleeves he tossed it to the floor returned to his ministrations.

Shivering from the rush of air against her body and the feeling of his hands running over her frame, she closed her eyes and leaned her head back into the crook of his neck. He deftly pulled at the laces of her white corset, enjoying the sound of the braided cotton sliding against the fabric eyelets as he loosened the garment enough to unhook the steel busk in the front. His arms pressed against her straining breasts as he pinched the sides of the corset together before pulling them apart.

He pulled it from her and tossed it casually onto the floor. With her standing in front of him he suddenly had the most wonderfully advantageous view down the front of her light wool chemise. Pressing the uncovered portion of his face against hers he watched her full chest rise and fall with each breath before reaching around and inserting one hand into the top of her shift to cup one breast.

She inhaled sharply, eyes still closed, as she relished in the sensation of her nipple being rolled between slightly calloused fingers.

He paused in his ministrations and stepped from her, removed his gray vest and added it to the pile of cloth on the floor. Erik ran his fingers through the soft gold locks, smoothing the waves to one side of her body so that he could see and touch the graceful curve of her neck.

His breath tickled the fine hairs at the nape of her neck even as his hands roamed her barely clad body. Caressing her flat stomach and soft, stockinged thighs through her shift, he watched her expression in the mirror. He saw her eyes open, hooded with desire and she breathed slowly and turned in his grasp until she looked up at him.

As she gazed up at his glorious, amber eyes her hands moved to his shirt where they freed several buttons, and when it draped open across his broad shoulders she slipped a hand under to caress the smooth muscles and the few, fine hairs that dusted his chest. His eyes crinkled with humor, causing her to smile broadly. With both hands pressed firmly against his chest she guided him from her bathing chamber into the connected bedroom.

He pulled away from her to close the drapes, blocking out the last golden rays that settled into purple dusk, and then crossed the room to the door and locked it. Turning back to face her he grabbed the ends of his shirt and quickly freed the last few buttons, then shed the clothing carelessly on the floor.

Crossing the room to her was completed in a few long strides as he bent his head to hers, upturned, and placed a kiss upon her lips.

They enjoyed the simple pleasure of lips pressing against each other passionately as they stumbled to the bed, sliding quickly beneath the covers and removing the last of their clothing. A small lamp cast a soft glow around the now darkened room as they lay beside each other in the bed.

He ran a finger down her shoulder and arm and marveled at the soft skin. They lay there together in each other’s arms, kissing unhurriedly as they explored with their hands and marveled at the sensation.

She found the faint traces of the whip marks on his back and ran one finger down a particularly long one. He shuddered beside her as she traced the puckered ridge; he watched her eyes mist. Madison imagined the frightened child who had not deserved these horrid marks, and the cruel gypsy man who had created them, and moved her hand to slide up his back and neck and jaw line. As her thumb moved up his chin to trace his mouth and he pressed a kiss against the sensitive pad.

“Sometimes,” he began to say as she continued to touch his jaw line and mouth, “I wonder if I will wake up and this will all be a pleasant dream, for what have I ever done to deserve this happiness?” She leaned up on her arm to watch him better, “you have suffered greatly for things that you could not control. It is about time that you experience something joyful.”

“I thought that I had experience true happiness, now I see that it was false. A pretty picture but insubstantial.”

“I am certain that Madame Giry and the Persian cared for you; that Christine cared for you as much as she was able.” He closed his eyes at her name, as if he could erase the bittersweet memories simply by wishing them away.

“It was not enough.” He said harshly.

She leaned down to kiss his cheek and splayed her hand against his bare chest.

As she smiled down at him he watched the lamp light cast a glow about her features, highlighting the ridge of her cheekbone and casting a reflection in her large, hazel eyes.

“I have done so many horrible things.”

She moved her fingers to press against his lips and silenced him, “leave the past in France, Erik, and live here, with me, now.” He nodded and grabbed her fingers and playfully nipped at them. She giggled at the sensation and sighed happily as he rose slightly from the bed and shifted, forced her down into the goose feather filled mattress and pillow and half-laid upon her frame. Bending his head down, he licked a warm trail along her collar bone and delighted in the breathy sounds she made beneath him.

Madison stilled the wriggling movements that she had not even known she was making until they ended and grasped his shoulders. She groaned as he stroked the skin with his wet tongue and kneaded one soft breast, and then pressed her fingers more firmly into his arms until he left his ministrations and looked up at her.

Nervousness suddenly assaulted her as the words she had meant to say a week ago, had tried to say in several different moments of the past few days, bubbled up inside of her until they spilled out in a haphazard stumbling manner, “I love you.”

He stilled, barely breathed, and raised up on his forearms so that he could look at her. His face betrayed his reluctant hopefulness. Her hands dropped from his arms to land dumbly on the mattress beside them as she watched him watching her.

Seconds passed until it felt like minutes had passed into hours as they watched each other, and then he smiled more sincerely than she had ever seen before, lowered himself, and pressed his lips against hers

passionately. And as his mouth devoured hers and his hands slid down her body to fan against her waist and finger the flare of her hips and the jut of her hip bone, she moaned into him.

Mouth locked against mouth Erik pulled back enough to worry her bottom lip and whisper his feelings and the declaration of his love for her until she was smiling sweetly and arching up into him. They loved each other with hands and lips, and when they were exhausted they collapsed into each other’s arms and sank into a peaceful sleep.

Author’s Note: Sorry for the delay, work and class have been taking up most of my time. Yes, no rest for me over the summer as I’m getting 8 credit hours out of the way for my last two semesters as an undergrad. Pray for me. Anyways, I wanted to thank everyone who has reviewed, especially Mlle. Fox, Hot4Gerry, and Timeflies who manage to review just about (if not exactly) every chapter. You guys keep me going! And I know that I keep saying this, but just a few more chapters left. He he. Is it bad that I’m looking forward to writing Madison’s reaction to the letter? Well, you will just have to wait and see, because it’s going to be good! And please let me know if I am inconsistent, confusing, or it’s getting sue-ish please.
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