Chapter 2: Fires and Desires

Chapter 2: Fires and Desires

Twilight had approached and Susan sat flustered and slightly annoyed at the way things went between herself and Caspian, previous that day. She sat with her siblings on an old forgotten log; that was placed near the bonfire they conjured when the cool nights air began to chill. Susan wrapped a blanket around Lucy when she drifted off to sleep. Peter and Edmund continued talking quietly; while Susan kept stealing glances across the fire at Caspian. Caspian sat far away from the Pevensies, on the other side, as it were. He appeared to be glaring at them, unless Susan was mistaken, he seemed rather discontent. She had the sneaking suspicion that he envied the foursome and felt vaguely left out. Susan did not want to seem forward, so she remained seated where she was.

Finally Peter spoke.

"Maybe, I should invite him over here. He looks a little uncomfortable over there by himself." Susan looked at Peter and tried not to show her excitement.

"Yes, you're quite right Peter." Peter smiled, took the initiative and walked over to Caspian. On the way, he greeted the fellow Narnians and created small talk with some of them, before actually reaching Caspian.

"Hello, Peter." Caspian said quietly, through tight lips.

Peter felt awkward and therefore folded his arms across his chest and nodded. Caspian waited for Peter to say something, (almost as if he waited for an invitation to sit with them.)

"Hey, so do you want to come sit with us…were having a little…uh… talk. I think it would be prudent if you would join." Caspian's face lit up a little.

"Okay…well if it's necessary that we talk about our plans for war. Than I suppose I could come over."

"Great…brilliant." Peter mumbled.

The two young men ventured over to where Susan, Edmund and Lucy sat. Lucy was asleep and Edmund was reading. Peter took the one empty seat that wasn't beside Susan. Peter and Edmund continued to chat with one another. Caspian had the choice to squeeze in between Lucy and Susan or remain standing. He chose to stand. Susan sat in silence as Caspian impatiently shifted from one foot to the other; wrapping his arms around himself. He exhaled tuffs of smoke, or at least it looked like smoke. The air was very cold and Caspian was standing far away from the fire – and Susan.

The sun was now completely set and darkness crept over the land of Narnia. The fire began to diffuse and many drifted off to sleep. Peter and Edmund curled up close to the fire to keep warm. Within moments the sound of faint snoring and heavy breathing filled the air. Caspian decided he'd take a walk, clear his mind. As he was walking, Susan's face suddenly sprang into his mind. He tried to push it away, but his sub-conscious mind wouldn't allow it. So he gave in. First, he only thought of her face and how it practically glowed in the sunlight. Second, he thought of her voice. How it was sweet and although the accent was very foreign to him, it seemed to be his favourite sound. While, thinking of her silky sweet voice, he began to wonder what she'd sound like if she were moaning – his name.

"No!" He shouted aloud, for his mind wondered too far. Caspian shook his head and continued walking freely. Still, thinking about Susan, Caspian tried to keep his thoughts clean. But then he thought of her body and how pronounced her breasts were. When she breathed, he'd watch them rise and fall and he'd become hypnotized. He wasn't ignorant enough to not notice her hips and how she walked with a certain stagger. He longed to grasp onto her hips and hold her close to his body. As much as he felt embarrassed to think it, he wanted to make her his—he wanted to feel the sensation of being inside her warmth. Explore her depths – make her sweat and moan and beg for more. He wanted to search her entire body with his mouth; perhaps she could do the same for him. Caspian began to feel the same sensation he had felt earlier. He looked down and noticed that he did indeed, invoke up enough desire and it began to show. Humiliated, Caspian looked around briefly to make sure no one was watching. He slipped a hand into his pants and tried to calm his nerves. It seemed to be working and the sexual yearning was partially being satisfied. While he was defusing his little problem, he automatically thought of Susan – it was almost inevitable, that he would. Finally, he gasped a soft groan and he was finished. He removed the hand and straightened himself up; he then sighed and turned around – only to face a very confused Susan.

"Susan! What are you doi—I thought you weren't going to wander off alone anymore."

"What were you doing? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine…why wouldn't I be okay?"

"I don't know…I heard you... I thought you were hurt."

"No, I'm perfectly fine…I was just going for a walk. Clear my mind…you know," He laughed nervously and Susan eyed him curiously. Caspian, however, felt a bit elated. Somehow, he felt calm around Susan now. "Did you follow me?" He inquired suddenly.

"Yes…only because I was worried."

"About me?" He grinned.

"Yes…Alright, how about we walk back to camp together. We should both be getting some rest. You especially—We can't very well have you become comatose now can we?"

"No, I guess not."

Susan smiled; a gust of wind blew past her, catching a strand of hair and placing it on her face. Caspian caught the piece and put it behind her ear. He then slowly caressed her face with the back of his hand.

He put his hand on the small of her back, dangerously close to her behind. Then held her chin while his thumb grazed her full bottom lip.

"You're quite beautiful, you know that." Susan furrowed her brow and removed his hand from her face.

"What are you doing?" She stepped away – losing contact between them.

"I'm sorry."

Susan didn't accept, instead she stormed off. Caspian caught up with her and she turned around and stomped on his foot.

"Ouch!" He bellowed, "That really hurt!"

"I don't care!"

"What did I do?"

"You know what you did?"

"What?"

"You know the whole, I'm prince Caspian…oh Susan you're beautiful…blah blah blah"

"I thought girls liked to hear that!"

"Yes, but from someone who means it."

Caspian stepped forward and grabbed Susan by the elbows—forcing her to face him. She tried to pull away but he held her firmly with both hands.

"Please stop…" She murmured.

"Stop what?"

"I don't like being this close to you."

"Why not?" His voice nearly purred.

"It makes me uncomfortable…" She struggled to get loose, but he only tightened his grip.

"Does it really?" He learned his face towards her. Her lips began to tremble. Caspian's lips were inches from her own, his breath tickled her skin and the sweetness of his scent surrounded her. "Still nervous?"

She gulped. "Yes…"

He put his hand on her back again and beckoned her close to him – so close they her breasts her pressing up against his chest. Susan, although reluctant to let him get away with this, felt oddly anxious to see where he was going. Even, excited – for she could not deny the strong sexual tension between them. Caspian let his hand sink lower, and Susan gasped with pleasure rather than distain. Finally, Susan relaxed her muscles and became rather limp in his arms. Caspian leaned in and kissed her full lips softly. Susan, to her immense surprise responded back with much enthusiasm. He removed his hands from her backside and held her face as he devoured her mouth with his. Passion began to overflow his senses and he deepened the kiss. Susan was inexperienced in the matter of kissing. She broke free and was gasping for air. Caspian didn't let her have a breather, for he seized upon her mouth again. He begged for entry with his tongue but Susan wouldn't give in. She began to feel overwhelmed and tried to break free of his fervent grasp. She pulled away from his lips, but Caspian kept placing kisses all over her throat and jaw.

"Caspian…" She cried. He moaned in satisfaction as his name was pouring from her lips. "Stop…please!"

"Mmm…what's wrong?"

"We can't do this…"

He laughed and swooped in to steal another kiss. Susan blocked his lips with her fingers and pushed him away.

He was confused and a little hurt. "I thought you wanted this too."

"I don't know…what I want." She confessed.

"I don't understand."

"Neither, do I…"

"Susan, I've never felt this way about anyone. I want you."

"Why me? You barely know me." She sighed.

"Ah…but I want to know you!"

"Why didn't you try to get to know me then? Before all this."

"Honestly?"

"Yes."

"I don't know…that's the problem."

"The way I see it, is that you should have to prove that you care about me. I will not give into this again." And she was certain of it.

"I do care about you."

"Prove it!"

A/N: hehehe Hoped you liked it.

I wanted to get the ball rolling with their relationship. The smutty stuff wont be till either the next chapter or the one after that! Thanks for reading!