Chapter 4 - Truly, madly, deeply

Susan awoke in the middle of the night. She opened her eyes and her heart raced when she noticed where she was: laid on a warm and cozy king-sized bed, in the same room she had occupied in the Telmarine castle during the coronation days. It was so wonderful to be in Narnia again, being in the same world as Caspian again... By the way, where was he?

Susan got up and decided to look for Caspian, driven by the irresistible desire to be with him again. She left the halls of the castle and let her heart guide her. Her first impulse was going to Caspian's bedchambers, but something was telling her that she wouldn't find him there.

Then she went through the corridors and took the way to the ballroom, the same where the great coronation ball had taken place. Susan crossed the ballroom toward the balcony where they almost shared their first kiss. As she approached, she noticed she was not the only one there.

Caspian was there, taking the fresh air of the night and watching the stars. Susan approached slowly, her heart pounding in her chest, and soon he noticed her.

"I knew I would find you here...", she said, stepping toward Caspian.

"And I knew you would come, my love...", he replied, with a tender smile on his face.

Caspian embraced Susan, wrapping her waist firmly in his arms, and leaned in to kiss her. Susan closed her eyes and returned the kiss, delighted with the gentle touch of Caspian's lips on hers. After a few long sweet minutes, Caspian broke the kiss.

"Do you remember the night when we last stood here?"

"Yes... I could never forget it. It was a wonderful night, and it would have been even more special if nothing had interrupted us...", Susan completed with a half smile on her face.

Caspian groaned as he recalled the untimely interruption, but then he smiled at his beloved.

"I not only wanted to kiss you that night, but I also wanted to confess my love to you. I rehearsed so many times what I would say... And in the end everything turned out to be ruined by a fireworks display...", Caspian laughed at the situation, causing Susan to laugh too. "Lucy must have been disappointed..."

"Lucy? She had something to do with it?", Susan asked, puzzled.

"Well, she knew about my feelings for you... She became sort of my confidant, you know... She advised me and encouraged me to confess my love for you."

"I don't believe it!", Susan smiled. "Lucy always amazes me. When exactly did you have this conversation?"

"Shortly after the raid on the castle. One night I was sleepless and I went to the Stone Table, and she was there, as sleepless as me. But we were in the midst of the preparations for an impending battle... It didn't seem appropriate to talk to you about my feelings on those circumstances, so Lucy advised me to wait for the right opportunity."

"I see... Well, unfortunately the right time didn't work very well... But it doesn't matter anymore..."

Saying this, Susan wrapped her arms around Caspian's neck, pulling his body against hers again.

"I won't let anything stop us this time...", Caspian said before taking Susan's lips again, kissing her passionately.

She kissed him with the same passion, and it didn't take long for her to find herself craving for more. Caspian seemed to feel the same, since his lips left hers and began to taste the skin of her neck as his arms held her even more tightly.

Susan closed her eyes shut and moaned as he found a sensitive spot right down her earlobe, driving her insane. She grew weak in his arms, and she barely could organize her thoughts when Caspian lowered his mouth to her collarbone, placing hot kisses there. But she managed to talk to him, as she remembered where they were.

"Caspian...", she whispered weakly.

"Mhn...?", he answered, without disconnecting his mouth from her skin.

"We can't stay doing this here... somebody can see us... from down there...", she said in a low voice.

Caspian lifted again to face her, and he brushed his lips on hers playfully.

"Do you want me to stop?", he asked against her lips, staring at her intently.

"No...", she answered, blushing softly.

Then his mouth made its way to her earlobe, teasing her endlessly.

"Do you want to go somewhere else?", he whispered before nibbling her lobe.

"Yes...", she whispered almost moaning, as her body shivered from Caspian's actions.

Caspian gave a last soft bite on her lobe and parted from her. He was very much enjoying that moment there, but she was right. Somebody could see them there, and he wanted to protect their privacy. He was about to ask her where she wanted to go, when she smiled to him, apparently having an idea.

"Come after me, Caspian... I want to see if you can catch me...", she said mischievously as she began to move away from him.

Caspian laughed and began to follow her across the hall and corridors of the castle, and suddenly he lost her.

"Susan...? Where are you?", he asked as he reached the only corridor she could have gone to, the corridor of his bedchamber. "Susan?", he asked again, and his heart started racing when he noticed his bedroom's half-open door.

He slowly entered his room and, after some steps, he heard the sound of closing door. He immediately turned around, and there she was. His heart pounded and his breath caught in his throat when he saw her. She had taken her robe off and now she was only on her nightgown, a beautiful and revealing white nightgown.

Susan stepped forward, threw herself into Caspian's arms and kissed him fervently. He held her tight in his arms and gave himself entirely to that kiss. His hands began to explore her body while his lips devoured hers.

Their tongues intertwined and their bodies almost fused together, making them crave for more. Unconsciously, Caspian began to step forward, making her to step back till she was trapped between him and the closed door. Their lips kept fused and his hands roamed over her body, caressing her sides firmly. Then he left her mouth, and his lips began to lower down her neck, licking and sucking her flesh, delighting himself with the salty and unique taste of her skin and causing her to pant and moan his name.

Caspian's senses were totally overtaken by her presence, and he wanted to be even closer to her. As he kept on tasting the skin of her neck, his hands ached to explore more intimately her body, and he couldn't stop himself from reaching one of her breasts with his right hand.

Susan jumped slightly under his touch and gasped, making him lift his head again in search for her eyes. He wanted her, he desperately wanted her, and he could see in her eyes a strong desire that matched his own. And though he knew she wouldn't have led them to his room without a purpose, he needed to be sure of what they were about to do.

"Do you know what is about to happen, don't you?", he asked in a whisper. "I don't think I have strength enough to stop by now..."

"So don't stop...", she whispered against his lips, looking deeply into his eyes.

"Are you sure...?"

"I am... My whole body is screaming for you, Caspian...", she answered. "I want to be yours... Let me be yours..."

Caspian smiled at her response, and they immediately drowned in a hungry kiss, as his body pressed her against the door once more. Susan felt his hands run down her body and reach the sides of her thighs, caressing them firmly as he pulled up the hem of her nightgown so he could feel the direct contact of his hand on her skin.

Now Caspian was sucking Susan's earlobe and pressing his body against hers even more, and suddenly she felt the concrete evidence of his intense desire: something hot, hard and throbbing was applying pressure just below her waist, and such intimate closeness took her breath away.

When Caspian kissed her lips again, Susan landed her hands on his chest and pushed him a little, so that she could move. Then she began to lead him to his bed, without leaving his lips.

When they reached the bed, Susan broke the kiss and gently made him sit down, standing in front of him. Caspian kept his hands on her hips and stared at her with eyes full of desire. Words were completely unnecessary by now.

Susan kept staring at him and she timidly started undoing the laces of the top of her nightgown. She felt an indescribable delight by doing that, revealing herself to the man she loved.

Caspian watched her totally fascinated, and his desire reached unimaginable levels when he saw the sleeves of her nightgown slip and fall over her shoulders and arms, revealing her beautiful breasts.

The dress hit the floor at the same time that Caspian held tight Susan's waist and pulled her closer, making her step ahead. Caspian took his hands toward her breasts and touched them gently, feeling the soft and velvety texture. Susan closed her eyes and enjoyed the delicious sensation caused by his caresses. His hands were warm, and his pleasant touch sent shivers throughout her body.

Caspian was delighted by hearing her moans and watching the pleasure on her face. He wanted to delight her, to please her. At the same time, he wanted to satisfy his own desires, and he couldn't resist anymore: he led his face toward Susan's right breast and took it into his mouth with fervor.

Susan gasped and moaned louder with the new sensation, and she felt a powerful wave of pleasure overtaking her body. She held Caspian's hair and pressed his head against her breast, inviting him to devour it more and more.

Caspian accepted the offer and continued, sometimes sucking her breast vigorously, sometimes nibbling lightly her nipple, sometimes surrounding it with his hot tongue. After a few minutes, Caspian left this breast in search for the other one, plunging Susan into another session of groans and sighs.

"Ca... Caspian... Ahn...", she tried to speak, barely managing to make her voice out.

After some delightful minutes, Caspian freed her breast and moved some inches back in the bed, placing one hand behind Susan's right knee, pulling her leg. She immediately got what he wanted her to do, and her knees landed on the bed as she straddled him.

Susan felt his even harder member throbbing against her slip and sighed, as Caspian began to kiss her throat while his hands held her thighs tight. She suddenly realized he was still in his clothes, while she was almost naked. Then she grabbed the hem of Caspian's shirt and quickly pulled it up over his head. Now she decided to take some action of her own and she started kissing his earlobe and neck, as her hands ran over his bare chest.

Now was his time to groan and breathe hard, and he gripped tight on her hips, making her move against him. She began to move, pressing her still clothed sex against his, which was still confined on his clothes as well.

Susan's hands then reached the laces of his pants and started undoing them, but she didn't manage to complete her task, as Caspian's hand slid between her legs, touching her intimately, causing her to mewl and making her body tremble in delight.

After some time, Caspian held Susan's waist and lifted her a little, so that he could finish unlacing his pants and free his masculinity. He didn't even bother to take his pants off completely. Then he pulled her down again and slid his hand between her legs once more, this time to move aside the fabric of her slip – he didn't bother to take it off either. He couldn't take it anymore, and so couldn't Susan, he could feel it.

Their eyes locked once more, both panting heavily.

"I love you", he whispered.

"I love you too", she whispered back.

By the fire mirrored on each other's eyes, they knew they couldn't wait any more minute. Then they kissed hungrily again, while he started to guide her hips against his, both craving for the ultimate closeness they were about to share.

Then...

When Susan opened her eyes again, she was alone on her own bed, in her very room. The morning sun was already beginning to shine, and the sounds coming from outside announced the start of a new day. Susan gasped in a complete disbelief. Her heartbeat was uneven and her body still felt the effects of the last moments of the dream she had just had.

Another dream, and this time she and Caspian had gone further than she had ever imagined. She could hardly believe what she had just dreamed, and she didn't know what was tormenting her most: if it was the fact that it had been just a dream or if it was the fact that it finished before its end...

Susan felt her heart tighten in her chest and she was about to cry. All she wanted was to be with Caspian again, but she knew that was impossible. Every time she remembered Aslan's words, her heart ached in pain...

Every detail and every sensation now returned to her mind. Everything had been absurdly real, so real that she still felt her body burning lustfully. She acted so boldly on that dream, surrendering shamelessly to Caspian, totally free from the moral barriers imposed by society. She wondered whether she would act that way if she were "awake"... Undoubtedly, in those dreams her subconscious ruled her actions, which allowed all her desires to be expressed – the emotions totally free from the limits imposed by reason.

But now, though she was wide awake and reasonable, she wondered if she would be able to withhold in the very unlikely event of Caspian appearing in front of her at that very moment. That unfinished dream had left her shaken, and nothing could calm her burning body down unless Caspian himself. But she soon realized the folly and impossibility of that thought.

Susan tried to remove the dream from her mind. It was useless to try to sleep again, then she started packing up her belongings. It was Saturday and she and her siblings would spend the weekend at Professor Kirke's home. It would be a great opportunity to distract and relax. Not to mention the nostalgia of being back to that place, which was their very first gateway to Narnia, where everything started a long time ago. Certainly it would be two great days...

Caspian awoke with his heart pounding violently inside his chest.

No, no, no... I don't believe it! I can't believe I woke up!

He couldn't believe what had just happened. He dreamed with Susan again... and he almost made love to her! Definitely his mind was playing tricks on him, but this was going too far. He was going crazy or what?

Once again, the dream was a very real one. He could still feel the desire burning in his body, which made him think of an urgent cold bath if he wanted to keep his sanity and restore his reason to start another day.

Those dreams were becoming completely out of line... It was inconceivable that just a dream could inflame such a reaction on him. There was definitely something strange, and he needed to find out what it was.

Was he going insane? Did the suffering cause some damage to his sanity...?

Then a crazy idea came to his mind. Caspian remembered the cut on Susan's hand in the first dream and what he had done to stop the bleeding.

Caspian got up and went in search for the shirt he had used that night, which would probably be in the basket of dirty clothes by now. He wished the servants hadn't collected those closes from the basket yet... He soon found the basket and noticed the dirty clothes were still there. The shirt in question was at the top, as it was the last cloth to be placed there. He pulled the shirt from the basket and looked over its entire length, until he noticed a large rip on the hem: a piece of the fabric was missing.

His mind started to work frantically and he got extremely excited by the idea of those dreams being real. So he really had been with Susan. And she probably had been dreaming with him as well, there in her world.

So he was not crazy after all. That torn shirt was a concrete proof of the veracity of those dreams. That was what he needed: a concrete proof.

Hello, there! I hope you liked this chapter! :)

And I hope I'm not being cursed by now for having interrupted their dream in the best part... XD

For those who missed Peter and Edmund in this story, they'll be on the next chapter.

See you there! ^^

PS: I also invite you to read my other Suspian story, Love and Salvation! I hope you like it as well! :)