Title: Scene 2:Point of no Return 
Author: MarshAngel
E-mail: watsonma@hotmail.com
Web page: http://www.crosswinds.net/~marshangel/angelmoon.htm
This is actually a song-fic the first and quite possibly the last I'll write
The song is "The Point of no Return" from Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber's
Phantom of the Opera."


"Why are you here?" he asked stepping just far enough out of the 
shadows so that the moonlight struck the half of his body facing the open 
window. The shadows caused by the curtain blowing in the breeze caused a 
rather intriguingly ominous movement of shadows across what she could see of 
his face in the dark room. In his hand he was holding a square glass of ice and a 
liquid she knew was some alcoholic drink. Her father had once told her she'd 
drive a man to drink but she hadn't ever thought it would happen literally.
"Are you drunk?" she asked tentatively. This could work much better if he 
were and yet she really didn't want him to be.
"No," he replied simply and the silence fell between them again and it 
seemed he wouldn't say anything else. "This stuff doesn't taste particularly great. 
I couldn't get much of it down." And he really had wanted to. He wanted to be 
drunk but the liquid was bitter, worse than that cold medicine he swore never to 
take again.
"I'm sorry about before. I"
"No. It's fine."
"No it's not."
"You don't have to apologize. Actually I'd prefer if you didn't."
She winced at the coldness of it. It sounded like a dismissal. She wanted 
to run out of the room but she steeled herself against her fears and took a few 
steps forward until she there was only a few inches between them.
Vaguely, in the background she could hear a song playing. It was one she 
knew well. She could hardly believe she was hearing it here, so low it seemed to 
be a part of the night breeze.

You have come here
In pursuit of your deepest urge
In pursuit of that wish which till now has been silent silent


She looked up at his face. He wasn't looking at her. In fact it seemed
he wasn't seeing her at all. His black hair hung in his eyes and his head 
was slightly turned towards the window. She reached up and placed her hand on 
his cheek.
"What are you doing?" he asked turning his head towards her.
"This," she replied. She raised herself up on her toes, reaching her hand 
behind his neck and pressed her lips to his. At first he seemed surprised and 
didn't respond to her advance. It was only a mere moment however, before he 
took over from her, caught up in the pleasant surprise of the kiss and indulging in 
every moment of it. His arms snaked around her waist pulling her towards him. 
His tongue plunged into her mouth deepening the kiss into something even she 
hadn't dared to dream.
It was enticing, hot, and intense.

I have brought you
That our passions may fuse and merge
In our mind you've already succumbed to me
Dropped all defenses
Completely succumbed to me
Now you are here with me
No second thoughts
You've decided decided


Caught up in the kiss she vaguely registered his hands running over her 
body, intensifying what was becoming an exercise in pure passion. She gasped 
for air when he finally let her mouth go. Her lips were swollen from the assault 
and she was already missing the feel of his warm mouth when he began placing 
gentle kisses along her jaw line and down her neck. His hands were all over her 
body leaving chills where his warm hands had passed.
His breathing was fast and heavy when he asked, "Are you sure?"
"Absolutely," she replied, as out of breath as he.

Past the point of no return
No backward glances
The games we've played till now are at an end
Past all thought of "if" or "when"
No use resisting
Abandon thought and let the dream descend

What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us?

Past the point of no return
The final threshold
What warm unspoken secrets will we learn?
Beyond the point of no return

She was surprised when his hands slid down her body to the hem of her 
short dress, sliding the thin material upwards his large warm hands on her thighs. 
He went down on her knees and as his hands bunched the material high around 
her waist he planted kisses against her flat stomach constantly moving upwards. 
She raised her arms as the material came to her chest and took the material from 
him, pulling it over her head. She wasn't sure how long her shaking legs would 
hold her as his warm tongue worked his way around her breasts, making her 
gasp in pleasure.

You have brought me
To the moment where words run dry
To that moment where speech disappears into silencesilence

I have come here
Hardly knowing the reason why
In my mind I've already imagined our bodies entwining
Defenseless and silent
And now I am here with you
No second thoughts
I've decided
Decided

He suddenly stopped his love play with her body, much to her 
disappointment, and stood up. Without a second word he picked her up as 
though she were a mere child and carried her to the bedroom. He placed her 
gently down unto his bed and sat next to her. He moved his head down and 
kissed her again. She entwined her arms around his neck and played her fingers 
in his silky hair. As he continued to kiss her she began to slide the shirt that was 
already open down the center off his shoulders.
Without letting up for a moment, he slid his arms out of his shirt.

Past the point of no return
No going back now
Our passion play has now at last begun
Past all thought of right or wrong
One final question
How long should we two wait before we're one?

She ran her fingers over his bare chest enjoying the silky feel of his skin 
as much as he seemed to be enjoying the taste of hers. Within moments he was 
atop her enjoying the feel of her soft silky body beneath his. She reached down 
between them both, fiddling unsuccessfully with his pants. He paused for a 
moment to remove them himself with a speed and grace that was amazing to 
see. She gasped at the sight of his naked muscled body highlighted by the bright 
full moon. He was so beautiful.

When will the blood begin to race?
The sleeping bud burst into bloom
When will the flames at last consume us?

He looked down at her naked body lying in his bed. "Have I ever told you 
how beautiful you are?" he whispered.
"No more than you," she replied.
He settled over her, his narrow hips between her legs. He was gentle 
when he finally pushed her legs apart moving into her as gently as he could to 
spare her the pain. Still he almost felt her pain when he fully thrust into her, 
breaking the seal of her virginity. The moment was almost ceremonial.

Past the point of no return
The final threshold
The bridge is crossed
So stand and watch it burn
We've passed the point of no return

The pain was over almost as quickly as it had begun and the pleasure with 
which the night had begun returned for them both, climaxing in a point of pure 
unadulterated pleasure that struck them both simultaneously.
"I love you, Darien," She whispered in his ear as his weight settled 
completely over her, both their energies spent.
"I love you too, Serena."
