All I Ask Of You

[Wo****]

Protasis

Ann had enjoyed going to the theatre group for years now. She had started after she split with her Ex as a way to get out and meet some people. It had been something a little bit different. At school she had enjoyed drama and music and whilst she still didn’t think she was very good she had been welcomed in and quickly found that she liked everyone. The cast and people there grew and diminished over the couple of years that she had been there and recently their lead director had decided to try and do a bigger show piece to get a bit more notice from the local community.



She was easily one of the youngest there in her mid-twenties and when she found out his intention was to put on a production of the Phantom of the Opera she had immediately auditioned for the part of Christine as she had always wanted to do that at some point and never believed she would get the chance. She was both delighted and surprised when she got it and immediately started talking to woman who designed and made the costumes. She was quite tall at five foot seven and knew she had quite some cleavage to fit in to whatever outfits they designed and went for. Her dark hair was perfect and she couldn’t wait.



Anna sat around at the first rehearsal wondering who had been chosen for the other parts – there were a few older women and she figured she could guess which parts each would go for, there were a few middle aged-men and she realised with a slight start that one of them could be playing the Phantom or Raoul. She eyed the up surreptitiously and wondered which one she would end up playing – she almost giggled to herself when she spotted the oldest member of the group in the corner dozing off as he normally did.



As Mel the director took to the stage with a list in her hand Anna sat up straighter and bit her lip slightly as she waited to find out who she would be acting opposite. She started off with the usual polite congratulations to everyone that tried then announced that Anna would be taking on the role of Christine Daae and everyone clapped and smile dup at her – she felt the nerves bubbling away in her stomach now. Mel went through the list reading off who would take the other roles likes Carlotta, Piangi and the owners. She explained who would be taking the other roles and then that everyone else would take on the roles of the chorus this time.



“You will have noticed that I haven’t allocated the roles of the Phantom or Raoul to any of our cast this time – as this is a bigger production I have tried to do something a bit special and got two guests in to take on those roles. Both of them are semi-professional and have done quite a bit of show work in the past and you may recognise them – they have very kindly said they will take on the roles of the Phantom and Raoul for our performance and here they are now…”



Everyone turned to stare up at the top of the stairs as the doors dramatically opened. In walked Nick Tenebrae, a tall dark-haired man with broad shoulders and piercing green eyes. Next to him was Chris Richards, similar build to Nick with slightly lighter brown hair that was down to his shoulders.  Instantly Anna felt that familiar feeling of excitement and nerves and something else stirring inside her. They were both very handsome – she would guess in their mid-thirties and were smiling as they made their way down to the front.



“Nick has very kindly agreed to take on the role of the Phantom, and Chris is going to be our Raoul.” Anna couldn’t agree more with the casting. Nick had a dark intensity about him, even when he smiled that brilliant smile and Chris seemed very good natured and fun from the way he was already joking around with people at the front.  Anna couldn’t decide who she was more looking forward to working alongside but she knew it would be fun.



People on the chorus parts headed off, their roles were fairly easy this time and taking their music and notes away they would have plenty of time to work on their parts at home to begin with. The other people with main parts slipped off to one side with Mel to go over the schedule and notes for what they would need. That left her alone with Nick and Chris! With butterflies in her stomach she walked over to them to introduce herself.



“Hi, you must be our Christine?” Chris asked with a smile as she arrived next to them. She found herself trying really hard not to blush as both Nick and Chris looked her over from head to foot.
“We are very lucky to have someone as gorgeous as you in the part.” Nick said with a laugh as he and Chris shared a look.
“Really?” She blurted it out before she thought about it and then blushed again as the both smiled at her. “The last ‘Christine’ we played opposite was old enough to be our mothers.
“So, you’ve worked together a while?”
“We have been friends for a long while and often end up in parts opposite each other – apparently your director is friends with one of our closest friends and we were mentioned. We are both fairly local to the area and didn’t mind coming back for this one as it’s a fairly easy part for us to play.” Chris grinned as he perched himself on a nearby tall stool.



“Well, I hope I’m good enough to work alongside you, I just do this for fun and I’ve been doing it a few years but never as a proper job or anything like that.”
“Why don’t we have a quick go at a few bits then now – Mel is obviously busy so Chris and I can run through a few things with you and see what you think. Chris – Music of the Night?”
“Sure…”



Chris hopped off the high stool and made his way over to the piano and began to pick out the piano parts for the Music of the Night as Nick extended a hand, taking hers, he led her onto the middle of the stage as it reached the parts of the song. His voice was low and deep, a bass voice with all the depth and mystery that the Phantom needed. His voice was a whisper in her mind as he led her slowly around the stage as though leading her down into the warren of tunnels below the theatre. She felt herself flushing and getting lost in the music, the warmth of his hand on hers and the sound of his deep voice taking her away into her fantasy world where she fell totally into character.



Her voice joined his, high and sweet, filling the theatre with the words of Christine as she sang alongside her Angel of Music. It didn’t take long until she was no longer in the theatre but a world away with a mysterious stranger calling her n a way she barely understood but desperately wanted. All too soon the song was over and Nick applauded her, bowing slightly before switching places with Chris. Moments later the familiar notes of ‘All I Ask of You’ started to fill the room.

“No more talk of darkness, forget these wide-eyed ***s…”



Chris’ voice was higher than Nick’s – more tenor to his bass, strong and ***less, proud and soft at the same time. Just the sound made her feel safe and comforted, like a blanket wrapped around her holding her safe and warm. His words, those familiar words that she knew off by heart, sounded so personal, just addressed to her and as she made eye contact with him during the song she could see something in those eyes that she didn’t quite understand. They seemed to reflect her in a way she didn’t recognise, something that she couldn’t quite believe.



She joined her voice with his, connecting already on a level she didn’t fully understand as their words combined in the lyrics of the song, a meaning already growing behind the words beyond that of just actors in a play. His smile as he sang ‘Love me, that’s all I ask of you’ was so natural and warm she felt herself blush again. She kicked herself mentally – she was going to have to work on that, or wear a lot of make up in the performance so she didn’t blush like some innocent little virgin.



As the song finished and she tore her eyes away from him she heard the applause from the room. Mel was beaming, “I knew I made the right choice – this is going to be amazing.” Everyone was staring at her including Nick and Chris in such a way that set her off blushing again.



“I think this is going to be a lot of fun!” Said Nick and Chris almost in unison and everyone collapsed laughing. “You’ve been around me too long.” Nick said to Chris with a grin.
“That’s it for this week really – Nick and Chris – if you want to swap numbers with me and possibly Anna if she is okay with that then we can discuss and share ideas over the next week before the rehearsal next week. I think we will focus on Christine and the Phantom next week and then Christine and Raoul the week after if that’s okay Chris.”
“Totally fine by me. I’ll see you all in two weeks.”

Anna grabbed Nick and Chris’s phone numbers and slipped out of the theatre wondering just what the next few weeks would bring.




Epitasis

It had been a week since Anna had first met Nick and Chris who would be playing the parts of the Phantom and Raoul in her theatre companies’ production of the Phantom of the Opera. She had exchanged a lot of messages with them both (and with Mel) over the course of the week planning set, costumes, music and movement for the production. She had a lot of ideas and was delighted that all of them seemed to like most of her ideas and they had shared lots of thoughts. What she had found as well was that both Nick and Chris were single and she was sure both had been flirting with her which was unexpected.



She had been single for a while and the attention whilst not uncommon was making her a strange mis of excited and nervous to see them again and be on the stage with them. There had been some undeniable physical and emotional connection with them both whilst singing. Nick had a slightly more dangerous air to him that the Phantom brought to role. She felt the stirrings of passion with her that she imagined Christine had felt with the Phantom in the story. He was taller than here by almost half a foot, strong and the way he directed her round the stage during that first song had left her wanting him to take charge more. She had always been submissive in some situation and had never (until recently) had the confidence to speak out about what she wanted.



She found herself excited about the rehearsal with him tonight and if she was honest she was also a little bit turned on. The costume group had the first mock ups of their costumes ready for tonight – it had been a quiet week for them and they wanted to get ahead with the designing and making so both she and Nick would be in their first costumes tonight.



She arrived at the theatre early and made her way through to the dressing rooms – Nick was already there and she felt her heart jump slightly in her chest as she saw him in the tailored suit and mask of the phantom. He looked tall, and strong and very well dressed and the smile he directed at her made her heart skip a beat again.



Her costume for tonight was the one she would wear for the scene in the musical where she was on stage as the main character. It was white, virginal and innocent but they couldn’t help show off her cleavage which she noticed Nick trying not to stare at. She almost giggled and Nick gave her a cheeky grin that spoke of confidence and attraction to her. They made their way out onto the stage and the next hour was talking about positions, movement and how they would move to the various places they needed to be throughout. She noticed that every chance he got Nick’s fingers seemed to brush over her.



Anytime they were close there seemed to be the lightest contact and touch of him against her, their bodies brushing past each other, the physical connection as there again. As the time went on his touch grew more confident until he was holding her tightly, directing her, positioning her, taking charge of her. With every slight touch that grew in confidence and command of her she felt her arousal growing as well.



Their conversations over the previous week had given her insights into him. A confident but kind man, willing to take charge and enjoying being in charge he had confidently taken control of her on the stage and she enjoyed seeing this side of him. She felt safe around him like she could let him guide her and take the lead. The touch of his firm hands on her waist was driving her insane in a way she hadn’t felt in a long while.



Finally, they moved on to rehearsing the songs and they took their positions again as the Music of the Night filled the theatre. His voice, low and powerful, seemed to course through her, touching her inside in places that she longed to feel him touching. He moved across the stage towards her and with every powerful step as he moved she felt herself weakening, wanting to be his. She didn’t know where the character of Christine ended and herself as Anna began but she could fully understand Christine wanting to give herself to the enigmatic powerful stranger and teacher that was the Phantom.



He took her hand and she felt herself following him, her voice joined with in song, entwining and linked in a way she found herself imagining their bodies could be. He led her to the centre of the stage and she stood their singing to him, hoping he understood the need behind the words was hers and not just Christine’s. She looked at him and tried to fathom whether there was a deeper meaning behind his words as his voice seduced her. The strength and conviction of his voice surrounded her and dragged her in until she couldn’t resist.



He was stood behind her, his arms encircling her waist. His voice was soft in her ear now, the audience would be straining to hear it and, in this moment, you could have heard a pin drop in the theatre. She felt herself melting back into his warm embrace, feeling the power of his arms possessing her and the heat of his words on the side of her neck as she tilted her head to one side, exposing her neck to him and feeling the lightest kiss of his lips on her skin, she shivered and felt what seemed like an almost mini orgasm ripple through her as his lips kissed down the side of the neck before slowly, reluctantly pulling back.



She stayed in his arms, not moving as the other cast and crew all applauded. Was that Nick or the Phantom that had just kissed her neck like that? Was she Christine submitting to the Phantom or Anna giving herself to Nick. She was torn and conflicted but would have given anything for a moment alone to kiss him in that instant.



That was stolen from her by Mel coming over and asking Nick just to come and check a few details with her and smiling at Anna told her that she was done for the night and she would look forward to seeing her next week. For a brief moment Anna hated her.



Over the course of the week the messages with Nick remained mostly professional but there was a hit, a secret darkness to his messages that made her feel more and more that the kiss on her neck, whilst in character as the Phantom, had been more Nick than his character. His confident teasing of her was constant but in a way that made her want to be around him as he made her laugh and feel more herself than she had in a while. She found that more than once she had gone to sleep and dreamed about him and his touch.



It was approaching rehearsal night again and she was talking a lot to both Chris and Nick now and found that as a result of Nick’s flirting with her she was more confident and had found herself flirting a bit more with Chris as well – almost unintentionally as she hadn’t meant to.



Nick was strong, powerful and a dark presence that excited her. Chris as like a mirror image, strong again but soft and calm at the same time. She felt herself warming to him as he encouraged and guided her in a gentler way. On the night of the rehearsal they found themselves in costume again on the stage as for the first hour Mel led them round explaining her wishes and desires. Chris kept smiling at her and something about that smile was making her blush again. With Nick, she hadn’t blushed, she had felt the same passionate desire that seemed to emanate from him. With Chris it was warmer, more flattering, he seemed to think the world of her and it came across in the sweetness of his actions. Yet there was a need there that seemed to underly his actions.



His touches were different to Nick’s, less commanding and taking charge, softer and guiding yet she found they were having a similar effect to how Nick had made her feel the other week. The confusion was filling her head but as they moved into rehearsing the songs his gentle touches made her breath coming quicker. As they stood in the centre of the stage, embracing and singing of their love for another and only ever needing each other the gentle touch of his fingers on her cheek made her heart race. His fingers traced through her hair as he tilted her head up towards him. She couldn’t break contact with his eyes now. His gentle confident voice filled her to her core with the feeling of being safe and worshipped and adored.



As the song drew to a close he stared down into her eyes and as the final words left his lips he leaned in closer. She didn’t know who moved the final fraction of distance but their lips met in the centre of the stage. The culmination of their song of love and gentle touches was a small chaste kiss but she felt the fire that it ignited rage through her in an instant. She never wanted that kiss to end. A brief touch of their lips and the passion that burned through her put the most violent wildfires to shame. She lost who she was, she lost where she was, and for the brief moment of that kiss she was alone with him and that’s all she ever wanted.



All too soon the applause from cast members around them brought her back to reality and blushing she let Chris take her hand and guide her in a small bow to the impromptu audience. She was glad the lighting hid her blush someone as she excused herself and slipped back to the changing rooms. Once there she shut the door and lent against it trying to clear her head. What was going on? First Nick and now Chris... Both of them excited and aroused her, she liked both of them and she was fairly sure they both liked her. Did she need to pick one? Which one should she pick. She ran her hand through her long hair and slowly began stripping out of her costume, carefully putting it back on the hanger. She had just pulled her jeans on when she heard loud voices outside the door - Chris was shouting something to someone in a joking way. She heard the handle of the door go and he walked in whilst looking down the corridor towards whoever her was shouting at. Letting out a half squeak she covered her breasts and spun round as Chris turned around and started apologising. He quickly left the room and she dressed heading home as quick as she could. 



Once home she checked her phone - there was the usual flirty message from Nick saying he hoped her rehearsal had gone well - and an apology from Chris again. She messaged back saying it was fine and mistakes happened and then her mouth dropped open as he replied saying that he had enjoyed the view! He must have seen her. She found herself blushing again and turned on that he had seen her breasts. She asked him what he had enjoyed the most and his reply was her blush, he would say something lower down but he hadn't had a very good look.



Biting her lip, she slipped out of her top and taking her phone took a quick photo of her bra covered breasts. Her cleavage looked amazing in this one and before she thought too much about it she quickly clicked to send. Moments later her phone pinged - it was a message from Nick.



"They look amazing and thanks for the photo - was that meant for me?"
Oh shit, she must have clicked on the wrong message to reply to! She quickly sent an apology then sent the photo off to Chris. She almost instantly got a message back from both of them. Opening Chris' first (she was a little worried about what Nick might have said) She blushed as he complimented her again. She felt herself getting more turned on and slowly slipped out of the rest of her clothes. Pouring herself a glass of wine she made her way up to bed with her phone. She opened Nick's message. His was more explicit. He complimented her but asked what she enjoyed done to them. She took a sip of her wine as she thought about her response. She had them both on her phone, obviously wanting to see more. She slid a hand down between her legs, feeling how aroused she was. It was a warm night and she lay on top of the covers slowly teasing herself thinking about them both and the way they both made her feel. Hesitantly she picked up her phone and slowly played with the camera, taking a few shots until she was happy with how her breasts looked.



She sent it to both of them asking if they liked them and what would they do to them. Chris replied first, talking about how amazing they were and how he would love to kiss and lick them gently. Nick... well, as she read Nick's message she could feel herself getting more and more turned on. He talked about having her tied up, ***, teasing them and pulling on them. He talked about licking and sucking and biting and as she read she rubbed her clit faster. Her phone pinged again and she paused to read it - Nick again.



"You're playing with yourself right now aren't you..."
"Yes.'
"Are you close"
She looked at the message, her fingers were on her clit as she whimpered slightly.
"Yes." She managed to send back.
"Cum for me my angel of music."

She exploded, dropping the phone with one hand twisting her nipples hard as the other rubbed her clit even as the orgasm washed over her. The intensity of it took her by surprise and even as she was orgasming she kept rubbing and it sent her into another orgasm. She lay back panting; thoughts of Nick and Chris filled her head with all she could imagine.



The week following that night had been almost uneventful by comparison. She had received messages from both Nick and Chris checking that she was alright and had told them she was fine. If she was honest she was loving feeling so desired and wanted but was also trying to understand exactly the situation she had ended up in. On the one hand she had Chris - soft, gentle, romantic and inspiring. He was like a handsome, warm blanket that wrapped around her making her feel safe and warm whilst still exciting her.  On the other hand, she had Nick. His dark intensity on confidence made her feel like she was his to take by right. Wryly she couldn’t help but realise that Mel had cast them perfectly. There was something dark and mesmerising about Nick and his charisma whilst Chris was the sweeter lighter version. She came to the realisation that at the minute she couldn’t decide which of them she wanted more and figured that she would have to see how it all played out.



It came around to rehearsal night and it was Chris’ turn again to run through their parts this week. They were moving towards the final performance now with only two weeks of rehearsals left. She arrived early and got into costume. She was almost fully dressed when there was a tap at the door. “Come in.” She called out as she struggled with the final zip at the back. The door opened and in stepped Chris - fully dressed up in his nobleman’s attire. She couldn’t help but stare at him - he looked so handsome framed in the doorway for that brief moment before he gently closed the door behind him and walked over to her. He seemed almost hesitant, a bit shy and she turned her bare back towards him. “Could you help me with this zip please?”



He reached out and she felt the lightest touch of his fingers against her spine - it sent shivers over her skin and she felt something clench now within her as she tried to focus. Now was not the time to get distracted just before the rehearsal. As she turned back around he was smiling, a slightly cheeky smile as he looked her up and down. “You look stunning - I was going to ask if you fancied grabbing a drink afterwards?”
“I’d love to.”



She smiled back as he opened the door for her out into the theatre. Their songs were perfect, passionate. This time the kiss was a deliberate choice on their part. His hands were warm and gentle on her as they sang their duets and moved across the stage like they had always worked together. As the rehearsal wore on she could feel herself getting more and more excited at his gentle little touches and caresses. Before long they were done and she was back in the changing room stripping out of her dress. She hung it up carefully before slipping back into the light summer dress she had chosen for tonight. With the small strappy heels on she made her way out to find Chris. He was waiting by the front door and his face lit up when he saw her.



“Where do you suggest?” She realised that he probably wasn’t as familiar with the bars around here as she was so she took his hand and led him through a few different streets until they arrived at a bar she knew served good cocktails. She ordered herself one and smiled as he ordered the same for himself. Once they had their drinks they went to sit out in the garden out the back. Trellises and benches were set up all around creating little alcoves and they slid into one together. It wasn’t long until they were both chatting - discussing music, films and other stuff they had in common. After a few cocktails am she reached out to stroke his arm gently and was pleasantly surprised when his hand slid down to gently stroke the skin of her bare legs. He had that slightly cheeky smile on his face again and as she finished her drink she took a leap - suggesting they head back to hers for more drinks.



He seemed very eager so they walked out of the bar and found to the taxi rank. He had taken her hand again and pulled her in close. She enjoyed the warmth of him pressed against her and as they slid into the taxi she was sure he had run his hand down over her ass. She could feel just hot turned on she was getting and she was really glad it wasn’t far to her house. They arrive there quickly and she let them in the front door. As soon as they were in she pushed it closed behind them and pushed Chris against the wall, leaning up to kiss him. She had been so turned on for the last hour she knew she wanted him.



Their kiss was nothing like then chaste brief one from the other week. His momentary surprise quickly evaporated and her kiss was returned with equal passion. With hun pressed to the wall her hands roamed over his body. She slipped the jacket from his shoulders as his hands slid over her hips and ass. She could feel his growing arousal pressing against her stomach and slowly sank to her knees in front of him. There in the hallway of her house she flicked open his belt and opened his pants. There was a large and still growing bulge in his boxers that she gently ran her nails over eliciting a sigh of pleasure from him. She pulled down the front and reached to grip his cock...



It was long and hard and throbbed in her hand as she stroked it gently, sliding the skin back over the head. Unable to wait any longer she lowered her lips and kissed it softly. Chris’s sighs of pleasure urged her on and she slowly began to take it into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down the length, tasting him, teasing him with her tongue as her nails scratched down his thighs. She began to suck harder and faster, taking him further into her mouth as she slowly caressed his length with her hands. His hands were flat against the wall either side of him as she worked his almost full length in and out of her mouth now. She could feel his body trembling and tensing up and knew he was getting close. She knelt back onto her heels, pulled her dress down with one hand exposing her breasts and stroked his cock hard twice pointing it down at her tits...



“Oh god...”
Chris exploded, stream after stream of his cum splashing out to cover her large breasts. It seemed to go on forever and he was panting by the time be finally finished. She squeezed the last out and looked down smiling a particularly satisfied smirk looking at the cum all over her. She stood up and the dress slid down over her hips to pool on the floor around her ankles. Unhooking her bra, she let it fall and then started walking up the stairs. Halfway up she turned to look at Chris who seemed mesmerised watching her swaying hips, crooked a finger at him beckoning him to follow her and made her way into the bathroom turning the shower on. She slipped out of her panties, bra and heels and stepped into the shower, wondering just how long it would take Chris to join her. She got her answer a few heartbeats later as the door to the bathroom opened and He stepped inside.



She soaped her breasts down as she watched him quickly strip, he was already half hard again as he stepped into the shower behind her and she leaned back into his chest. She soaped her breasts and smiled as he reached around her to cup them and play with them, the shower quickly washed the soap away and she turned back around. She lifted one leg onto the edge of the bath and leaned against the wall, running her fingers over her very aroused clit. Without saying a word Chris sank to his knees in front of her and ran his tongue the length of her slit making her whimper. She was so incredibly turned on that as he gripped her hips and sucked on her clit she could feel herself getting close to her own orgasm. She pulled his head away just before she reached her peak and smiled at his confusion. Turning off the shower she stepped out and grabbed a towel rubbing herself down then doing the same to Chris before leaning up to kiss him passionately, their tongues twisting as she pulled their naked bodies towards the bedroom.



Once in the bedroom she pushed him back into the bed so he was lying on his back. She slid onto the bed next to him and took his almost fully hard cock back into her mouth. She knelt on the bed sideways to him and slowly bobbed her head up and down on his hard cock enjoying the slower pace this time. His arm stretched out and he ran his fingers up her things until he found her wet pussy. Slowly he pushed his fingers inside her making her moan around his cock. She felt him playing with her wet hole as she slowly took him in and out of her mouth. He was very good with his fingers and seemed to be hitting all the right spots inside. She knew that she was starting to get close now and moved, raising herself up over him she gripped his cock and lowered herself down into it.



Her moan of pleasure matched his as she slowly slid his length inside her. It filled her fully as her hips rested on his. She froze there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of fullness with him buried inside her. As his hands slowly gripped her hips she began to rock back and forth slowly moving him inside her carefully. As she began to move faster she felt his finger digging into her hips tighter urging her on as she started to lift her ass a bit more to slide it down his length again. She could hear his breathing s***ding up now as he tried to move his hips in sync with hers. He drove himself up and into her with every downward movement of her body. As she slammed down on to him she could feel the tension in his longs telling her that he was getting close.



She raised herself up off him and gestured for him to move behind her. Getting down on all fours in the bed she watched as he quickly rose to his knees behind her and lined up his cock before slammed it into her hard. She whimpered with each thrust of his cock now, she could feel herself building towards the climax that she had been on the edge of so many times tonight and she knew it was going to be a mind shattering one. His fingers were digging into her hips as he movements became more desperate, less controlled she knew he was close. “Cum in me Chris, cum for me.”



With a loud groan of pleasure, she felt him thrust deep inside her and as he began to explode she felt her own orgasm rip through her leaving her gasping. She collapsed down from all fours into the sheets bringing him with her still firmly pushed deep inside her, she could feel his seed filling her up and shook under him unable to speak as the waves of pleasure washed her away. She felt him slowly slide out of her and collapse onto the bed breathing heavily. He reached over and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly as they both drifted off into a satisfied slumber.



The next morning, she woke up slowly and half asleep stretched out to find the bed empty. Coming out of her doze rather sharply she looking around, realised Chris wasn’t there and picked up her phone. She noticed she had a message waiting: “Anna, last night was amazing - I woke early as I have work today but you looked so peaceful I didn’t want to wake you. Hope we can catch up soon, your Raoul”. She smiled put her phone back down and curled up under the quilt - she had nowhere to be until much later.