Help Me Make The Music Of The Night (Phantom of The opera ) ErikxChristine!SMUT!

The Morning After

The night was long, warm, and wonderful. Probably the best sleep Erik had ever gotten. They did it again, and then again, in at least three different positions, and used each one twice. Erik cherished the feeling of Christine's body, he went soft on her, but he loved going rough, she would pant and moan for more. By the end of the night, each lover was sweaty, sore and sleepy.

But Christine looked so pretty, her hair oily and sloppy, he spent the end of the night singing softly to lull her to sleep. He smiled when he woke, he had fallen asleep on her breasts, she was covered up mostly by the velvet blanket. He took the time to kiss each of her soft pink nipples, trailing up to her collarbone and then her jaw and finally her lips. She stirred slightly, but didn't wake. He rose from their bed, body's making a cringy peeling noise.

When Christine finally woke, Erik pressed something smooth against her lips, she was reluctant for a moment but opened her mouth. She opened her eyes and bit down, and hummed in appreciation when, what she could only identify as a grape, crushed its sweetness tingling in her mouth. " Mmm, good morning love " she tried to sit up, but a sudden ache made itself known in her lower back. " Oh! " she hissed settling back in bed, " Christine? Are you alright? " Erik asked worry stringing his tone.

She shook her head, " I'm fine, just sore we were at it for quite a while after all, " she assured. He smirked, " You were great last night, you know, my clothes look better on you then they do on me " She grinned running her fingers through his hair when he lie down next to her. He hummed gratefully . " Can I have another grape? " she asked, he smiled " Of course, love " She grimaced when she shifted, " Ohh " she sucked in a breath. Erik popped another grape into her mouth, " Where did you get these? " Erik smiled. " I May, or may not have snuck into the kitchen... " he trailed off.

She shook her head, " Oh Erik, " Erik chuckled, "My dear, you don't look very comfortable " he began holding a stem of grapes over her head. " Well, It hurts to move, even the smallest bit " he nodded lowering the stem down to meet her lips " after you are finished, I could give you a massage if you like, " he offered. She froze halfway through reaching for the grape, " Really? " she asked biting the grape off the stem.

He kissed her forehead " Of course dear "

Erik towered over Christine, his legs on either side of her hips, he had her move onto her stomach before he would move the blanket off her body. He didn't dare move it any lover then her lower back Incase she wanted some form of coverage. She knew he would only move the blanket further if she asked, but she decided against it. Yes, she had been bare before him just the night before, but she honestly didn't want him to see her again so soon it seemed improper.

" Oil love? " he questioned, she gave a stiff nod he kissed her shoulder blade, popping open the small bottle of oil. After pouring a fair amount onto his hand, he set it carefully on the table he dragged over to hold the bowl of grapes. His hands stood parallel on either side of her spine, Christine drew an anxious breath as his hands rolled down her back.

She shuddered the warm oil feeling wonderful over her skin, " Oh! There! Right there! " she moaned as he rubbed the spot soothingly. Each hand stood opposite of each other running down the back of her hips. She let her head fall to the pillow with a slight gasp of relief.

" A little harder... "

After he finished, she felt relieved and her muscles felt loose. She didn't even feel that sore anymore, god his hands really were magic. " Better love? " she felt his breath over her ear, she hummed constantly turning slightly to meet his lips.

" Much, thank you "

He smiled pecking her lips lovingly.

" I love you "

" I love you too Erik "

" Forever and ever " she continued, turning over entirely to cup his face, she oh so softly caressed his cheek, and tenderly met his lips with hers.