Hey Y'all… long time no see!
I was bored, so I decided to continue the story. Please review… that is, if you want another chapter. Think I know the Telmarine language? Nah. It's just good old Spanish. I'm pre-warning you that this chapter is a little bit raunchy, just to let you know. Well, actually, pretty raunchy. If you have a problem with that, you may not want to read the second section of this chapter. This chapter is rated T initially with some M content. Give it a go and let me know how it went with some reviews and love! No flames. In this chapter you will also meet a new character: Minaswen. (Men-oz-when)
"He's staring right at her," Carter Gray said to Edmund. "It's lethal," replied Edmund. "Peter told me that Su got in a fight with him last night." Carter stabbed a slice of ham and chewed. "That Caspian—he's changed, right? He wasn't always this way?"
Ed nodded curtly. "The Caspian I knew was loving and caring. Now he's just a overprotective monster." Carter followed Caspian's line of gaze. "Now he's dirty," Edmund instantly whispered. "And harsh, and shrill, and rough around the edges." The dark, and handsome Telmarine took a sip of his wine without ever taking his eyes off of Susan's pale face.
"Oh, and it's awfully creepy." Little Lucy's voice chimed in. "Peter won't let her out of his sight, nor Caspian. I'd say that our sister is in quite of a jumble," Carter looked at her and pursed his lips. "I thought that perhaps she'd like to talk about it with me, but she turned away and scurried down the hall like a frightened child," Edmund joined.
"I wish I could relate to what's happening to our poor Su, but sadly, I can't." Lucy shot daggers at Caspian. "This is not like him. It's like he's under some sort of spell that makes you mad. Not like the 'angry' sort of mad, but the 'rogue' sort of mad. I also caught him lookin' at her bonkers!" cried Lucy.
"And where did you learn that word?" Edmund asked in surprise. "Well," came her reply. "I hear Peter talking about how much he enjoys a woman's bonkers in bed, and I thought it would be relevant. After all, bonkers are pillows."
"What?" Carter and Edmund both cried out in disbelief. "It makes sense, really, if you think about it. When someone joins a pillow fight, they 'bonk' the other person on the head and—"
"Erm, I do believe that Peter was discussing a different sort of 'bed bonkers'," Edmund whispered. "Agreed," Carter chimed in. "Back to discussing Caspian," The three looked over to Caspian sitting at the table.
He wasn't there. Nor was Susan. "Where's Su?" Peter casually asked the three as he strolled out of the kitchen with a glass of milk for their eldest sister. The three stared from the corner of the table. "And…Caspian? Oh, for Aslan's sake." And he dropped the glass, shattering it on the rich, red, Telmarine rug, while running to find the sister that went astray.
…(warning: here it comes)
"I see you've been avoiding me," Caspian whispered, from the balcony. Susan widened her eyes, though she couldn't see much in the darkness of the room. The only light in the room was coming from the balcony. "I don't like that." His thick, Telmarine accent was filled with dark passion and raw lust.
Caspian's silhouette turned around, seeming to look straight at her. He stepped through the curtains and looked at her. Susan gasped as his naked form was somewhat revealed to her. It all disappeared though when he stepped into the darkness. "Tan hermoso…" Caspian purred in his thick Telmarine accent, running his invisible fingertips across her collarbone. "Sólo quiero que me dejes amarte de la manera que debe ser amado," he continued when she tensed at his touch.
He was beautiful, she'd admitted to herself. Caspian took her hand and made her stand alongside of him. He hugged her body to his and grinded his pelvis against her hip bone. "Precioso ..." His hot breath in her ear. He was here, he was there. Susan seemed to lose all sense of reality whenever she was with him. She felt his lips on her neck, grazing her skin softly as his hands wandered to her breasts where they teased her softly. "C-Caspian…" she whined.
In a few short moments, her dress was nowhere to be found. But Susan was lost in Caspian's dark passion, so much so that she didn't even notice that she was slowly being stripped of her garments. She gasped as she felt the bed beneath her, and Caspian's heavy body pinning her there. He held her arms above her head with one hand and kissed a trail all the way down to her navel. Susan gasped as she felt his fingers rim her underwear before dipping down lower. What are you doing? Her brain screamed. Keep it up. Her body demanded.
Caspian wandered back up her body to her neck again. He kissed and caressed her soft skin with his lips. Susan held his head in her hands and stroked his hair while breathing rapidly. Then she felt it. And heard it. Mine. "Caspian!" she squealed, rolling out from beneath him and dashing out of the room. "Susan!" he called after her. "D-Don't leave. Come back here!"
Down the hallway, he heard her door slam. "Dammit," he sighed and buried his head in his hands. "What have I become?"
…
She looked at the bright red hickey on the skin connecting her neck to her shoulder. She touched the burning flesh softly and hissed at the pain. She would have to change into one of those ugly, "no skin allowed" dresses. But Susan would have to endure it. She wouldn't allow anyone to see Caspian's love-bite on her neck. Her face was flushed and paled all at the same time. She still wasn't able to comprehend what had just happened.
There came a slight knock at her door, light knuckles rapping at her door. It was not forceful like one from the hand of Caspian. Instead of jumping out of her skin in fear, she remained calm and called, "Who is it?"
"Carter," came the answer. Susan stood from her seat and opened the door for him, only to shut it quickly behind him. She re-locked the door and propped a chair in front before she allowed herself to sit down next to Carter. "You look tense…" Carter mused. "I'm not." Susan retorted quickly. The boy folded his muscular arms. "Don't lie to me Susan, I know something's upset you. It's abnormal for someone to put a chair in front of the door for no particular reason."
After a few moments of silence, he said : "It's Caspian, isn't it? Tell me, what has he done to you? It can't be worse than how I was treated in Rabadash's castle." Susan made no verbal response. Her hands traveled to her neck collar and unbuttoned. As she revealed her flesh to him, his mouth dropped. "He's bitten you?" he said, astonished. Susan sighed and buttoned up her collar again. "It's called a hickey. Love bite. Marking."
Carter pursed his lips. "What exactly where you doing with him?" Susan blinked a few times, deciding on whether or not she should tell him. "Irrelevant," she finally replied. Carter stayed silent for a few short moments. "Does it hurt?" he asked timidly.
"Yes. It's feels like a combination of stinging and burning."
"Perhaps I shall fetch you some ointment, or medication?"
"No. I'll survive."
Carter stared at her for a moment, his fingers wandering her soft cheek. He stroked softly, absentmindedly, while getting himself lost in the azure abyss of her eyes. His finger hooked under her chin and pulled her face up to his, and did what he never thought would have ever been done again. Carter did the unthinkable. The unimaginable. He kissed Susan.
He kissed her with a burning passion, eternal flames lit inside of his heart, and he sunk into the warmth. Carter held her to him, providing her a safe sanctuary in his arms. "Carter," she broke away, gasping, out of breath. "Y-You have feelings for me, don't you?"
"Ever since I met you," he'd admitted. "Ever since those first words we spoke, the first time I laid eyes on you. It seemed as if the whole room had went utterly dark and you were the only light I could see."
Susan stood, breaking his grip on her. "I must be going mad," she thought aloud. Opening the door, she walked down the hallway and right past Caspian without a word.
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"But you know that! You know I would never hurt you!" Lucy Pevensie listened through the walls of her room at Caspian and Susan's arguments. "No, I don't! You've bitten me, and I've been bruised before due to your reluctance to let go of me when I ask."
Lucy frowned at the sound of that. "And it doesn't at all mean that you won't hurt the others. I know you hate Carter. I saw the look in your eyes when he almost shot me with that arrow. And Peter. I've seen some nasty fist fights ever since I'd come back from Rabadash's castle. I don't know what your problem is, but it needs to stop."
"I do those things because I love you. I love you more than the sun or the moon, and even my life." The loud sound of skin on skin contact seemed to erupt through the wall. Lucy flinched. "Don't you dare try to kiss me! Don't you dare say that you love me because I know that you don't, you selfish, insolent, prude! You just claim that you do because you're blinded. It seems like you're possessed, and I'm tired of it, and I'm afraid of you. I'll admit it, Caspian. You frighten me."
"Susan, I—"
"No Caspian, you need to leave me alone. I don't love you!" And their conversation ended with a loud slam of a door. A choked sob emitted from Caspian's lips. "You liar," he seethed. "You told me that she would love me, but she doesn't."
"Give her time, Caspian. She'll come around. Don't you worry about a thing. I'll take care of it."
Lucy heard a sickeningly beautiful voice echo from the other side of the wall. She crept out of her room and down the hallway to peek into the door's lock. "I'm tired of this. I hate abusing Susan, and I like Carter. Susan is my world, and you just seem to be pushing her farther away from me."
Lucy's eyes beheld the most attractive creature in all of Narnia; a star. The star had long, thick white hair and pearly white skin. It wore a bluish dress that looked nearly white, but wasn't quite the same color. The star had a sapphire aura and glow. "Minaswen, the deal is done."
"But you've promised me! You must never break a promise with a star."
"And you've promised me that Susan would fall in love with me, but you've broken that promise. You've manipulated me into a dark, love-drunken Telmarine. Go away, Minaswen, back to your home where you belong."
"But you've promised me love! You've promised me that you'd find me a beautiful man, one that resembles you, but alas you have not. You must find me love. You must!"
Lucy watched through the handle as the star choked Caspian with an invisible force. She watched his eyes grow black; the pupil and the whites. She watched, frozen, horrified. "Once you make me a promise human, there is no turning back."
"Caspian!" Lucy cried, flinging the door open because she could take it no longer. "Caspian!" The glow vanished before her eyes, leaving into his mouth with a trail of mist. Caspian's eyes were no longer black, and returned to their normal color. He stood without a sound and walked out the door past her. Lucy just stared, shocked, horrified, and dumbfounded.
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