Love Story | By : PeterH Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > AU/AR Views: 2962 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter nine: Song
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Erik woke from his wonderful slumber to find Christine not beside him. At first he almost panicked but when he heard the soft sounds of singing coming from the bathroom his heart felt as ease and peaceful again. Erik removed himself from the bed and went into the bathroom to find Christine bathing herself in the large rub. The hot water had steam coming off of it and the mirrors were fogged. Erik walked silently up behind her and just watched as she bathed herself and more importantly he listened to her sweet melodic voice.
“We’re walking in the air
We’re floating in the moonlit sky
The people far below are sleeping as we fly
I’m holding very tight
I’m riding in the midnight blue
I’m finding I can fly so high above you
Far across the world
The villages go by like dreams
The rivers and the hills
The forests and the streams
Children gaze open mouthed
Taken by surprise
Nobody down below believes
Their eyes
We’re surfing in the air
We’re swimming in the frozen sky
We’re drifting over icy mountains
As we fly
Suddenly swooping low on an ocean deep
A mighty monster rises up from his sleep
We’re walking in the air
We’re floating in the midnight sky
And everyone we see greets us as we fly…”
A song had never touched Erik so deeply and a song had never pulled at his heart. But it wasn’t just the song that touched Erik’s heart it was the angel that was singing the song that touched him the most. Erik reached out slowly and touched Christine’s shoulders. She jumped slightly but once she felt that same familiar passionate caress of Erik’s rough but sensual hands she knew she was safe. “That was beautiful, my angel.” Erik whispered into her ear as he kneeled down behind her. Erik reached around the front and took the sponge in his hands and began to wash Christine’s front. As his hands brushed over her nipples Christine sucked in a deep breath and let it out when his hand moved lower. “Where did you learn how to sing?” Erik asked her softly. Christine shivered slightly. “W-when I was little my father let me have singing lessons.” Christine answered him.
Erik smiled at her and continued to help wash her luscious body.
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