Chapter 2: Fires and Desires

Chapter 3: Hot Days and Passionate Nights

Caspian did not sleep very well that night, not very well at all. He tossed, he turned and all the while wondering what on earth he was going to say to Susan in the morning. After their little rendezvous in the forest, Susan asked him to walk her back. She didn't speak to him once --nor did she say good night. Caspian was quite aware of her antagonism towards him now. However, the sleep-deprived prince was satisfied. He had never kissed a girl before, let alone one he had feelings for. He had heard talk from his friends about their experiences with females; but he always thought it was unnatural and strange to connect ones lips with another. Caspian had never felt the urge to be with a woman…until Susan. He was a man and he knew the basic mechanics of sex; for one day he thought he would have to provide an heir. Unfortunately, Caspian was so inexperienced; he didn't have the slightest clue how to perform the act. Earlier when he was with Susan, he acted on his strong male instinct. Caspian found himself wondering whether his male nature would help him along. If things were to ever develop with Susan again. He knew that if he were to ask Peter for help, he would earn himself a black eye. Caspian knew he was in predicament; War was upon them whether he wanted it or not. His throne was taken violently away from him and he hasn't slept in two days. But somehow, all of those things seemed insignificant, if he didn't have Susan's respect.

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Susan awoke with a pain in her stomach and an ache in her head. Her head pounded; as if someone were banging profusely on giant drums and her stomach was filled with butterflies and all sorts of annoying feelings. Susan hadn't slept well that night either. Her pain was intensified when a hand swatted at her head.

"Oi!" She bellowed.

"Wake up, sleepy head!" Lucy's voice seemed to screech to every irritating interval.

"I am awake! You pestering little git!" Susan was about to attack young Lucy, but a strong hand grabbed her own.

"Susan hasn't had her breakfast, Lucy. You don't want to make her angry…we wont like Susan when she's angry!" Edmund began mimicking a troll. He grabbed Lucy and flung her over his shoulder; playfully, pretending to drop her. Lucy cried with laughter, but Susan only dropped back down into her comfortable sleeping position.

"Edmund!" She laughed as he mercilessly tickled her. "—Stop! I'm going to be—" She giggled some more. "—Sick!!"

"Oh, put her down! She's making a racket!" said Peter.

Edmund put her down carefully and gave Peter a significant look, before retreating to get some breakfast. Lucy sat down beside Susan's sleeping form and began to sing to her.

"I'm telling you, Lucy! If you don't cut it out! I'll…" Susan stopped her threat, when she saw Caspian emerge from the forest with a couple of Narnians. They had awoken early and went searching for food. Caspian smiled at her briefly before busying himself with the preparation. Susan almost smiled back, before she remembered that she was still pretending to be angry with him.

"Why Susan, you're as red as a tomato." Lucy teased.

"Shut up!" Susan retorted in a hushed whisper.

"Are you blushing?" Giggled Lucy.

Peter chuckled. "That's because, she fancies Prince Caspian."

"No!" Lucy gasped.

"Shut up, Peter!"

"Don't deny it! Edmund told me so."

"Edmund, you little rat!"

Edmund turned at the sound of his name, he had his mouth half stuffed with food. "Wuuuut?" He muffled out.

Susan stood up and stormed off towards the forest.

"Susan!" Lucy bellowed.

"Come back here Susan." Peter demanded.

"SUuzzzen!" Edmund tried to communicate to his sister, but alas his mouth was still stuffed with food.

"Where is she going?" Peter inquired, but only received shrugs from his siblings. Caspian walked over to them, with a look was displeasure plastered on his face.

"Where is Susan going?" He couldn't hide the obvious concern in his voice.

"We were teasing her about you, so she left." Peter said grinning.

Caspian furrowed his brow. "What are you talking about? She left?"

"Yes, probably to use the lou or something." Edmund said.

Caspian's confusion was still evident. "The lou?"

Edmund rolled his brown eyes. "Never mind…"

"Why would you just let her go alone?" Caspian was outraged.

Peter looked indifferent—he shrugged. "It's daylight! Besides she's a smart girl…she wont go far." He said while walking away from the three of them. Caspian continued to grimace at Peter's back.

"Where are you going now?" Lucy asked suddenly when Caspian started to walk in the same direction Susan went.

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Susan was infuriated and she didn't know why. Maybe, it was the fact that they were right and she hated to admit it. Or maybe, she was upset that she had kissed Caspian and they all probably knew. She suspected that Caspian told them. She never figured him as the type of boy to kiss and tell; but what enraged her above all else, was that she was scared to admit she was falling and falling hard for him. She went so far within the woods that she couldn't hear the sounds of the camp. Instead she heard the faint sound of the river and the stillness of the air. Perhaps it was a little too still for her liking and much to quiet. It felt like the eye of the storm, right before the real disaster took its toll. Susan felt a rush of fear and longed to be back with her family…and Caspian. Without any warning, Susan heard a loud and unmistakable snap. She looked around rapidly. Her heart pounding in her chest, she saw nothing. Susan let out a loud sigh and began walking back.

"Susan?" Her name seemed to roll of his tongue. Caspian emerged from the trees; he smiled carefully and made his way towards her.

"Why did you follow me?"

"I was worried. You have to stop wondering off on your own."

"Please, don't tell me what to do. I'm older than you are…" Susan put her stubborn hands on her hips and her attitude was radiating off her. If Caspian were smart he'd avoid her at all costs. But Caspian was much to taken with Susan, if he let her alone—his world would be meaningless.

"That doesn't matter to me. The very thought of you hurt or ceasing to exist—well it's agonizing."

Susan's hard expression softened and her stature loosened.
"You mean that…don't you?"

"I would not say it, unless it was true."

Susan closed the space between them. Caspian eyed her curiously—her eyes were unexpectedly filled with warmth. Susan reached her hand up to touch his soft tan skin with the back of her hand. She was fully aware that she was once again giving into his charm. It was impossible to resist, especially when she had such strong feelings for him.

"You know, Queen Susan—I"

"Shh" She barely grazed his lips with her fingers. Caspian stopped talking immediately, and Susan stood on her toes to reach his mouth. Caspian was more than willing to embrace her kiss.

Caspian broke away first.

"I thought I was to prove my love for you."

"Love?" She asked suddenly.

He blushed in embarrassment. "Or not…"

"Well, don't think you're off the hook…I still expect total reassurance."

He looked forlorn. "I will try…"

"Don't worry, I'm an easy assessor." She teased.

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Caspian and Susan sat by the river together all morning. Discussing their life and the people that they have met along the way. Caspian asked about Narnia and Susan was far too pleased to talk about it. They sat side by side with their feet submerged in the water. Caspian would occasionally hold her hand in his while they talked. But Susan, never let him keep it. The sun was beaming down on them and the air was hot was dry. Both Susan and Caspian's clothes were sticking to them.

"I suppose we should go back." Susan said.

Caspian got up and held his hand out for Susan. "Let's cool off first." He motioned to the river.

"What? No! I do not have a bathing suit…" Caspian smirked at her and began removing his shirt. "Caspian! What are you…?" He took of the sweat stained shirt, only to reveal his toned chest.

Caspian ran and jumped in, splashing Susan with vast amounts of water.

"Are you coming in?" He grinned, mostly in anticipation of seeing Susan with little to no clothing on.

Susan sat back down on the edge of the water. "I don't think so."

"Oh come on, Susan." He swam up to her, putting his arms on her knees and resting his head on his arms. He looked up at Susan; his eyes were piercing into hers. She found it hard to breathe. "Please?" His voice almost melted in the smothering heat.

"Oh all right!" She stood up and started to undress. Caspian turned around to give her privacy. Susan slowly dipped herself into the cool water, she let out a satisfying sigh and Caspian began to feel lightheaded.

"I'm in, you can turn around."

"Susan, you're very beautiful." He said as he swan nearer to her.

Susan rolled her immaculate blue eyes. "Oh, please. Can't we go a day without you calling me that?"

"No—you need to hear it all the time." He chuckled and swam even closer to her, Susan again forgot to breath; she fell faint and sunk a little under water. Caspian held her up and was treading with her in his arms. They looked at each other with complete adoration. And Susan felt content in his arms. Caspian leaned his head closer to hers and kissed her cheek very chastely. Susan was rather disappointed but appreciated the gesture all the same.

"Susan!" Lucy screamed in shock. Caspian broke free from Susan and swam away.

"Caspian?" Edmund said rather appalled.

"Hello, Lucy…Edmund." Caspian said politely, whilst still submerged in water.

"We've been looking for you two all morning! We need to keep going!" Lucy said.

"Yes, if you two are done frolicking." Edmund was trying to restrain from laughing.

"We were just cooling off." Susan retorted.

"Sure, sure." Edmund teased.

"Oh, shut up Edmund."

The three Pevensies and Caspian made their way back to the base. All of the Narnian's were packing up and preparing them selves for another long day of walking in the excruciating heat. The preparation took exactly one hour; they began their voyage at noon in Narnia. It wasn't long until complaints and moans were heard throughout the crowd. Every one was getting tired fast and sun burnt even more rapidly. Blisters were forming on their swollen feet and rashes on their faces.

"I'm exhausted…" Lucy groaned for the tenth time that day. Caspian offered to carry her and she was very obliged to take him up on his offer. She soon fell asleep on his back. Caspian found it to be peaceful, having her breath in and out; for he was also wearisome and in deep need of a respite. Susan walked with him and they continued chatting about anything and every thing. It had been four long hours since their last meal and rest. Peter didn't want to stop, but the needs of his soldiers were dire. He kept them going until early evening.

"Peter, we must stop." Susan begged, she was nearly panting.

"Alright!" Peter wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Listen up everyone. We're stopping here for the night." There were sighs of relief. "Set up your tents because there will be rain tonight, I am certain of it. Tomorrow we will leave earlier. No one is to wonder off, because it only slows us down." Peter looked accusingly at Susan and Caspian.

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Caspian set up his small one-man tent where he stored his armor and weapons. It was very late and he was in need of sleep. Once set up, he settled himself in. Peter was definitely right about the rain, it was pounding against his tent. Caspian began to drift off to sleep, when he heard shuffling outside. He grabbed his sword swiftly and clutched onto to it. He was ready for the worst; however the worst could only be construed as the best. Susan stood at the entrance of his tent. She allowed herself in; she was wearing only her night robes and was shivering from the rain. Caspian's eyes were locked on her very prominent breasts. She knelt down and Caspian sat up to meet her gaze. She leaned in close to his ear and whispered.

"Tonight…is a good time to prove how you feel."

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A/N: MUAHAHHAHAHAAHha…

Smut next chapter.