"In Between The Lines"
By Magenta
'Until I'm Completely Satisfied'
Part 4 Chapter 5
Summary: Satine and Christian made up after their fight and decided Satine should go to Paris with The Duke for a few days. However, Christian begins to worry when she is late returning.
When she finally comes back, he welcomes her back in true style!
Christian hadn’t seen Satine for three days and was beginning to worry. What if The Duke doesn’t want to return? What if they got married....what if he’s hurt her? The only thing keeping Christian sane was the knowledge that there was a rehearsal scheduled today. If he knew Satine, and he was sure that he did, then he could only hope that she would use this as an excuse to get The Duke to bring her back to Montmartre.
Just before one o’clock, Christian made his way down to the dance hall, script changes in hand. He sang as he walked to keep his mind busy but it was no use, his thoughts just drifted to Satine,
Ain´t no sunshine when she’s gone
It’s not warm when she’s away
Ain´t no sunshine when she’s gone
And she always gone to long
Anytime she goes away...
The weather suited Christian’s mood it was dark, gloomy and threatening to rain. He entered the hall; took off his scarf and hat before joining the others. He wasn’t in a particularly cheerful mood, but as always he made an effort to join in polite conversation.
Rehearsals began promptly with the arrival of Toulouse, shortly followed by Harold Zidler.
It was two o’clock and Christian was crestfallen that Satine hadn’t shown as he had anticipated. After Christian decided that she wasn’t going to come, Nini was more than happy to take her place next to Rico as Satine’s stand in.
Christian decided to focus on the production; he was employed to give a service and he intended to do his best...however the tools he had to work with were often frustrating, to say the least.
“No Nini, you’re masking...You can’t stand in front of everybody when you deliver that line or their reactions are lost.”
Christian was doing his best to direct the unruly mob into something ...spectacular, but to no avail. He stood up from his wooden chair and saw Satine enter the hall, the Duke by her side and as usual, Warner close behind.
Toulouse quickly waddled his way over to the starlet, “Oh good youwr hewre at last! Chr-” he paused, and deciding not to mention Christian in front of The Duke and continued, “...I was beginning to worry.”
However none of it registered with Satine, her gaze was locked directly on Christian’s eyes, apologetic and full of explanation for her lengthy departure.
Christian exhaled deeply, as if a great burden had just been removed. He smiled at her longingly until he caught Toulouse’s cautious stare. He instantly understood its meaning and diverted his attention away from Satine, to nod politely in The Duke’s direction.
The Duke barely responded, with a dazed and non committal smile.
“Christian...Christian? Christian!” Nini’s shrill voice called, demanding his attention. “Do you want me to continue the next scene?”
Before he even had the time to responded Zidler boomed, “Take a twenty minute break everyone, then we’ll split up into our smaller workshop groups.”
Nini scoffed at the decision, as it removed her from the lead role, and she followed Rico outside.
Christian made his way over to Toulouse and Satine.
“Good afternoon Mademoiselle”
“Good afternoon Monsieur,” Satine replied casually. She paused for a moment and then turned to The Duke, “Excuse me dear Duke, I must go freshen up before we begin.”
She nodded good day to the group and walked toward backstage, sending a long glance over her shoulder in Christian’s direction.
Moments later Christian departed to ‘make some changes to the script.’ He went backstage and found Satine waiting for him out of sight, around the corner.
“Satine,” he breathed in surprise, even though her presence was completely expected.
“Shh...” she whispered, putting a finger over his soft lips.
She grabbed his hand and pulled him into the small bathroom beside them. The ‘room’ consisted of a toilet with a small basin beside it and Christian could literally reach from wall to wall with his hands. There was barely enough room for one person, let alone two; however that was the last thing on their minds.
Satine locked the door
behind her and immediately latched onto Christian.
“I’m sorry, I came back as soon as I could,” she breathed between
frantic kisses in an effort to make up for lost time.
Christian pulled back from her embrace and simply took in the beauty of her face.
“God I’ve missed you,” he exhaled, “I was worried...let me know what’s going on next time,” he said softly, careful to show his trust in her.
“Hopefully there won’t be a next time...anyway, there will be plenty of time to talk about this later, but now...” she said before recapturing Christian’s lips and running her hand over his rear.
Christian groaned longingly into her deep kisses, relishing the feel of her lips and seeking tongue against his. Her touch was like some amazing drug to him, and he’d been having withdrawals the past few days.
Satine took the lead, unbuttoning the front of Christian’s trousers and dipping her hand beneath the waistband of his underwear, sending them around his ankles. She giggled as Christian stumbled backwards into the door, before she steadied him with her delicate hands on his hips.
Christian inhaled Satine’s perfume, as he caressed her waist and trailed kisses along her arching neck. He was taking his time, being a generous lover as always but there was no time for that now.
Satine panted deeply in response to his licking actions, “Darling, as much as I’d love to, we don’t have time to take it slow.”
Christian looked at her and blushed, “Sorry, I just didn’t want to go too fast...”
Satine smiled, “Chris, we have fifteen minutes and I haven’t been with you in over three days. I need you in me now!”
Christian grinned at her bluntness, pleased to have the go ahead to let their physical pleasure override formalities.
He ran his hands beneath Satine’s long dress, over her stockings and thighs, lifting the heavy velvet dress to her waist. He reached her garter belt and cupped her rear, expecting to come into contact with the lacy material of Satine’s underwear, instead feeling only her bare flesh.
Christian grinned excitedly at Satine and her eyes sparkled knowingly in return.
“Nice touch.”
“I thought you might approve...come here,” she growled softly, pulling him flat against her.
Satine raised one leg and positioned it on the toilet seat. Christian placed his hands on Satine’s bare waist under her dress and effectively holding the barrier out of the way.
He swiftly shafted himself within her, their bodies frantically moving against the other. The velvet of Satine’s dress fell over Christian’s waist and increased the pleasurable friction against his firm arousal.
His pent up longing sent him rapidly toward the edge and he began to repeatedly voice Satine’s name.
Satine captured his lips in hers to dull his sensuous moans, in case they were heard backstage.
Christian thrust quickly and forcefully into Satine until she felt that fleeting yet blissfully intense release. Feeling Satine’s completion, Christian allowed himself to follow.
Satine brought her leg to the ground in an effort to steady her now weak knees and Christian lay his panting head in the hollow of Satine’s neck. Regaining his breath, he kissed along her jaw and then moved to taste her reddened lips.
He caressed his face against hers and whispered, “Don’t leave me again,” his vulnerability and intense love showing through.
Looking into Satine’s eyes he added, “That was intense.”
“That was amazing,” she said as if to correct him, “Perhaps I should go away more often if this is what I return to,” she winked and smiled lovingly.
“Don’t you dare,” he growled and captured her in an all consuming passionate ‘welcome back’ kiss.
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