High King Peter the Magnificent sat at his desk in the castle of Cair Paravel. He scratched his head and tried to put down on paper the terms needed to resolve a dispute going on between two farmers on the Narnian/Archenland border.
The door opened across from him, and Queen Susan walked in. He glanced up, swept her with his gaze, and then dropped it to the floor, so that she wouldn't see him looking. He loved her, loved her more then anything.
Shortly after their coronation, on a rainy night, She had come to his room, and asked him a question. He had talked with her for a while, and then... then they shared a bond that they both had felt for a long time. They had had sex, lovely sex, and expressed their love in many ways. Following that, they had both felt guilty, until the Great Lion had spoken to them, telling them that neither he nor any Narnian would look down on them for it, nor would they despise them if Edmund or Lucy participated.
It wasn't until Edmund's 15thbirthday that they had told him of their sexual relationship, although he had known for some time. They invited him to join them, and that night he had also joined them in their love-making. Still, that was one of the few times that he had been with them, preferring instead to bed one of the many ladies that came seeking marriage, or even, it was rumored, some of the female fauns.
Peter returned his attention to the paper, and waited for Susan to speak. She came around the desk and put her hands on his shoulders. She began rubbing and he sighed. He tipped his head back and looked into her face. "You do that well"
She kissed him. "I Know." He sat forward again, and enjoyed the pressure she was giving his sore muscles. After a few minutes, he stood, put his hands on her shoulder, then pulled her in for a deeper kiss. Their tounges met briefly, then separated. He put his hand on her ass.
She took a step back. "Peter, I want to talk to you."
He sat again. "Yes?" He was slightly dissappointed, but didn't push anything.
"It's about Lucy." She stated.
He sat upright. "Is she ok?" He asked, worried.
Susan chuckled, "She's fine...it's about...you know...she is 14. And I think it is time she learned about sex."
Peter thought about that, "Well, I guess it is about the right time to teach her. But if you are asking me how to begin, I have no idea."
Susan shook her head. "No, I didn't want any ideas, I already have one. I have heard some slight moans coming from her room...she may be trying to pleasure herself, which could give me a way to bring it up."
Peter nodded, "Right-O... I guess you can handle it then."
Susan shook her head again, "Noཀ I want to show her everything... and let her feel it too."
"You mean..." he guestured towards his crotch. She nodded. "Once I have begun, I'll let you know. We will both teach her."
He stood up and stretched. "Do you want to start now?"
"Oh no, eager beaver... I'll tell you when I'm ready." She put her hand on his crotch and fondled him as she pushed him back into his seat, "You just go about your kingly duties; you'll get plenty when the time comes."
With that, she walked brusquely to the door, and out.