From that moment on Christine would not allow herself to think. Erik's mouth came down on hers with all of the passion she remembered so well. This was not going to be sex, it was going to be making love, they needed to be as close to each other as possible and neither of them would allow their thoughts to interfere. Erik picked her up, still cradling her in his arms as he carried her to their bed. He just needed to know that she was alive and well beside him, that their love could endure even the most troubling of times. He kissed all over her face and neck, showing her without words just how much he loved her. Christine's hands smoothed over his bare chest and over his back, wanting to touch every part of him. He gently whispered to her, telling her to raise-up so he could remove her chemise.
"Oh, Christine..." he whispered brokenly, looking at how thin she had gotten at his expense. Christine turned away from him, suddenly ashamed of herself. She had tried eating enough to gain her weight back but it had proved impossible. Erik turned her so she once more was on her back. Once more she tried to turn away.
"No, my love...do not hide from me," he pleaded. Christine swallowed, seeing his love for her still in his eyes, despite what she looked like at the moment. "You're beautiful."
He showed her just how beautiful he thought she was as he kissed all along her body, suckling her breasts, and exploring between her thighs. Christine ran her hands over her body, pushing all of her thoughts to the back of her mind. Erik was with her, her husband had come back to her; that was all she would allow herself to think about at the moment.
"Erik!" she gasped, when he brought her to her first release. He continued to kiss her repeatedly, as if he could not get enough of her mouth and continuously repeated how much he loved her. She felt so tiny with how much weight she had lost and he was very much afraid of hurting her. Her hands went to his trousers and she tried to remove them. Erik turned them so she was straddling him. This made it much easier to get his trousers off and soon he was just as naked as she was. But she did not want this to be over so soon...there had been nights when she had dreamed about being in his arms again and it was finally happening. She leaned forward and captured his mouth in a kiss. Erik rolled them over and deepened the kiss, his hands roaming over her body. Christine wrapped her legs around his waist, more than ready to be joined to him. Erik, however, did not seem to be in any sort of rush. He brought her breast into his mouth and suckled on it, causing a new wave of heat to wash between her legs.
She reached down and took the evidence of his desire into her hand, wanting him to know pleasure. Erik groaned and kissed her a little more insistently. He was surprised he had not released after so long without her. He removed her hand from him gently and slowly made his way down her body with his mouth. Christine looked down at him in surprise when he pulled her thighs apart. He looked up at her and smiled, the sight causing her breath to catch. He looked like he was up to no good, so much like he had been when they had first married. Before she could say anything he began loving her with his mouth. Christine gasped and her back arched as she unconsciously pressed herself more tightly against his mouth.
Erik felt himself hardening from the moans and soft whimpers that burst from her throat. Her hands were clutching at the bed, trying to find something solid in a sea of pleasure. Erik was growling as he gave her pleasure, willing to do anything for her. Her hand tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, needing release from the sweet torment he was putting her through. Christine began panting his name, pleading with him to give her something only he could. She screamed when her body tightened in spine cracking pleasure. She collapsed back on the bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly with her ragged breathing, and her hair damp from the exertion. Erik rained kisses back up her body until he captured her mouth in a soul searing kiss.
"Christine? Christine? Are you alright?"
There intimate moment was broken by the sound of Raoul pounding on the door, no doubt having heard her scream. Erik stiffened above her and Christine felt her heart begin to race in panic. No one could know that Erik was there, it would ruin everything he had worked so hard for. Erik pressed his mouth against her ear so he could whisper to her.
"Answer him, Christine, he cannot suspect anything," he murmured. Christine nodded and collected her breath; it was rather hard to think when she had a fully aroused man above her who had just given her pleasure unlike anything she had ever felt before.
"I-I'm fine, Raoul...I j-just had a nightmare," she assured him. Raoul said nothing for a moment, clearly not believing that was the reason.
"Do you want me to come in?"