Sweet desire (phantom of the opera x Y/N)

The Anger.

Note: this chapter does partly have sexual references

Erik's POV

As it got later in the evening I got more and more excited.. waiting for Y/N's arrival. I had set up a table with Roses and one rose on her plate with a black bow around it. The white tablecloth was clean and pristine, The chairs were exquisite and I decided to clean the lights to give a shiny effect in the room that would reflect off the water. It was only 20 minutes until I had to get Y/N. I had left a dress for her in her room that she would wear and the lingerie under it too. The dress was a pure white color which loosely hung around her body and the Lingerie was a red colour, hoping it would peek through the outfit.

Once it was 5 minutes before I had started to set off to see Y/N. I couldn't wait to be able to hold her, feel her, and maybe one day make her mine... As I walked over I heard chattering between two men around the age of 20 talking about a girl called Vivian leaving and My Angel being heartbroken. I stopped in my tracks thinking that I should talk about anything sexual if she wasn't in the right mindset. But what if she was.

I got to the mirror and waited there. And waited there. And waited there. I started to get mad as my angel had not seemed to appear yet. I thought she may have betrayed me like Christine had done. Only if Christine were here she wouldn't forget about me and our agreement for me to teach her. I headed back down to the cellar of the opera house. I shouted at the top of my lungs pushing over the table and knocking over the roses onto the ground.

Y/N's POV

I got to the mirror I noticed I was 6 minutes late not thinking much of it I stood outside, as it became 10 minutes later I decided to walk to the mirror and open it. I figured my way around and got there in the middle of him throwing the table on the ground something about him I had never seen before I waited until his moment was done and leaned against the wall smiling slightly and said 'So you done?'. He looked up at me and his rage changed to worry, he asked how I got here and that he had heard of Vivian leaving. It was an upsetting topic so I decided to change it. I said in a sultry voice 'So what's up with the roses was there something you wanted to tell me?'. His mouth opened slightly and gasped realising how romantic he had set it up.

I slowly walked up to him, grazing my arm against his, I felt a feeling of a raging fire in my heart. I stroked his face as his chin lifted to look up at me. I felt an urge to grab his mask to see the man under it. I touched his face and nearly grabbed his mask until I felt a hand on mine and he said 'Don't.. you won't think of me the same'. I looked at him not wanting to push the subject further. I felt his hand around my hips. This feeling of ecstasy grew, he wasn't even doing anything to me but still, I felt as if I wanted him.

I Suddenly moved away saying 'What did u want to do as you asked me to come here' This look in his eyes told me that whatever he was gonna say was a lie and wasn't anything to do with what he actually wanted to do. He strokes my cheek saying 'I wanted you to come over for dinner to celebrate' he whispered in my ear. I knew he was lying but decided to help him fix the table and we had dinner and had a fun evening together.

As it got later, I thought I might as well leave and get back to the dorms. When I stood up, he grasped my arm and pulled me back towards him. I felt a moment of chemistry rise up but I shook it off and ran back to the dorms and went to sleep thinking of the evening we had together. I wanted to kiss him but I just wasn't ready to kiss him... He would have been my first kiss and I didn't want to ruin it if he didn't feel the same.

Erik's POV

Once Y/N had left, I thought why did she want to leave so soon... Was it because of Vivian... Or was it because I shook off the idea of not taking off my mask. I felt so uncomfortable at that moment, maybe she could tell. Maybe I was too pushy wanting her to stay. Anyway, it's too late for me to argue with her now. She's already sad about losing her friend. it had slowly gotten later, me thinking about Y/N took up a lot of time so I decided to go to bed to get my mind off her.

She suddenly walked in and without any confusion, I walked towards her and kissed her. I caressed her body, feeling our breath panting and gasping for air. She pulled me and I felt friction between our skin, I wanted her so badly. I delicately pushed her onto the bed, getting on top of her slowly. One second after another we removed each piece of clothing ripping it off our skin, wanting to feel each other's bodies. We embraced each other feeling as if it was our last time to be together. I looked at her body and clasped it on to her hips. She sat up and I unclasped her bra it was that red lingerie that I had wanted her to wear. She lay and started moaning as my lips touched her body. She knew I wanted her as I delicately pushed her legs apart sensually. She felt my head move down her body getting closer and closer until...

All of a sudden, I jolted awake and I had sweat all over me. I fell back into the bed and smirked.