[The Phantom of the Opera] The Beast and the Canary

Hearing this sentence, I was a little bit embarrassed, not because of his request, but because the dress he prepared for me was rather cumbersome, not to mention the large and bulky whalebone skirt, and thick buttock pads , it is already very difficult to sit on a stool, but you still want me to sit on his lap?

However, it is impossible not to sit.From what I know of him during this period, although he has a name that means "leader" and looks as rational and calm as a leader, it's hard to say whether he can really maintain rationality and calmness.The only thing that is certain is that if I disobey his orders, he will definitely do something out of control-I have temporarily lost my voice, and I don't want to temporarily lose other parts of my body.

Things were caught between a rock and a hard place.The air is a little frozen.As the stalemate lengthened, his mood also changed significantly: at first his arms could be comfortably folded on his chest, but after a few minutes, his brows were slightly frowned, and his right elbow rested on the stone wall. After a few more minutes, his Adam's apple slipped impatiently, and his eyes became anxious like a beast that has been unable to catch its prey.

Seeing that his expression was getting colder and colder, and that something might happen if we persisted, I gritted my teeth and stood up, walking towards him.Halfway through the walk, a flash of inspiration came to mind, and I thought of a way to resolve the deadlock: Why don't I take off my skirt and sit on his lap?

In this way, maybe some of his misunderstandings about me can be cleared up.

Do whatever comes to mind.I stopped, took off my white lace gloves, and put them on the music stand of the organ. Then I took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to put my hands behind my back, and under his slightly confused gaze, I tore open the tie of my long skirt. bring.Soon, the skirt fell down, revealing the petticoat, skirt and hip pads.

His cheeks were hot, and the bases of his ears were already red.The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.I pretended not to care and kicked the skirt aside, and started to remove the skirt ring and hip pad, but the more I removed it, the hotter it became.

Strangely, there was a corset and ankle-length petticoat inside, but I somehow had the illusion of standing naked in front of him.It must be the reason why his expression is too confused and ignorant.However, isn't he the one who said "sit on my lap", why is he so stunned?

Lifting the veil, I wanted to wear it as a cloak to avoid embarrassment, but the moment I met his confused gaze, I involuntarily let go of my hands and let it fall lightly to the ground.I walked up to him quickly, and while he was still in a daze, I held his shoulders and prepared to straddle his lap.Unexpectedly, the shoe fell off halfway, I subconsciously bent down to pick it up, leaned forward a little, and the whole person slipped from his thigh to his crotch.

A pinprick of shame instantly spread throughout his body.This pose is too intimate... Even through several layers of fabric, I can feel his extremely violent heartbeat and frighteningly high body temperature.His restrained but heavy breathing directly rushed into my ear.My mind went blank for a moment, most of my body softened, and I looked up at him in a state of bewilderment.

Unexpectedly, he was even more at a loss than me, his eyes widened slightly, as if he didn't understand what happened at all.This expression gave me great encouragement.Anyway, it has already reached this point, so let's go one step further.I forced myself to ignore his extremely confused eyes, cupped his cheeks, and kissed his browbones deeply.

Below the brow bone is a cold white mask.I wanted to take it off directly and tell him that I didn't care about it, but considering his overly sensitive heart, I finally put down my hand and just kissed his right eye through the eye hole of the mask.

The moment he kissed me, his knuckles visibly trembled, and he raised his hand and clasped my wrist tightly.I thought it was a sign of his emotion, but in the next second, he actually cut my wrists back with one hand, and pushed me vigorously towards the nearest stone wall!

His forehead smacked heavily against the tapestry of the stone wall.It can be said that the world is spinning.That's not all, there was only a click of the belt buckle opening, his hands were roughly tied up, and his feet were firmly fixed in place with the toes of his leather shoes... It was exactly the same as detaining a prisoner.Now I'm confused.Looking back at him, he didn't look at me, but squatted down halfway, checking my petticoat and veil without any emotion.

After some inspection, of course nothing was found.He paused for a few seconds, then actually shifted his gaze to the straps of my corset.For a moment, a strong sense of shame once again spread throughout the body.

The difference from the last time is that this time it’s genuine shame after being humiliated—when he gave me the dumb drug, although he was angry and scared, he still comforted himself that it was all due to his rough experience in the past, If you want to be with him, you have to endure; when he put me in a wedding dress, put me in a cage, and sent me to the underground maze without warning, I was terrified, but I still tried to see it from his point of view. understand his approach.

Now, I just sat on his lap and kissed him a few times, and he suspected that I had ulterior motives, and searched my whole body with great effort.What's even more exasperating is that because of his dumb medicine, I didn't even have a chance to defend myself, and I couldn't even groan when I hit my forehead on the wall and it hurt.Thinking of this, the chest was filled with hot grievances, sadness and anger rushed to the tip of the nose together, and tears fell uncontrollably.

I am not a temperless person. The reason why I tolerate him in every possible way is because I value him far more than myself.When faced with his dark and distorted thoughts, I am not unafraid, but I am even more afraid that he will be hit by it.

There are some things that you don't want to do, and the more you think about it, the more you feel wronged.When he let go of my hands, I couldn't think normally, I just wanted to be alone to calm down the messy emotions, and almost subconsciously shouted: "Stay away from me!"

Although he still didn't make a sound, I'm sure he understood my mouth shape, because he didn't hesitate, turned around and left without even giving me a look.My heart ached, and my thoughts were confused.I wanted to run over to apologize right away, but felt that I couldn't continue to compromise like this.

It wasn't until the long candles above my head burned to the end that I regained my basic ability to think, but the bad mood didn't dissipate, on the contrary, it tended to intensify.Wiping away my tears, I stood up holding the pipe of the organ, and looked at the bruises and bite marks on the inside of my wrist, as well as the spacious but gloomy layout around me. Negative emotions invaded my brain again.

He took me to a new world, gave me an unprecedented romantic experience, but only let me touch his cold, weird, violent side.

It's not that he doesn't want to accept his dark side, it's just that he doesn't want to convey his feelings through suspicion and hurt like this.