'She can't really be here. It's against the magic of Narnia.' Caspian refused to believe Lucy was sitting on his bed in such a stunning gown, looking as if she were waiting for him to ravish her. He wouldn't get his hopes up only to have them crushed again. He couldn't loose Lucy, not after he has fully realized his feelings towards her.
"Aslan brought me." Lucy replied matter of factly. "He told me it was time."
"Time?" Caspian mused to himself. 'What could that mean?' "The tests!" Euphoria filled him. He had indeed passed the three trials in order for him to love Lucy forever.
"Yes, you passed them." Her smile was absolutely brilliant, pouring its light into his soul. "You allowed me to come back."
Feeling off balance Caspian staggered to sit heavily on the bed next to her. She didn't say anything, simply watching him as he gathered his thoughts from the scattered corners of his mind. Caspian knew his heart, but what about Lucy's? Is she in Narnia by choice, or by force? She doesn't look like she had been forced to come, so maybe there was hope after all.
"What of you Lucy? What are your feelings on this?" Caspian asked quietly, almost afraid to hear her answer as he lost himself in her deep dark brown eyes.
"I decided long ago during that rough storm. You were so strong, so brave, unwilling to back down even when you were in danger." Lucy's voice was soft, melodic, her eyes searching his own. Caspian's heart was pounding madly. 'Could she-?'
"That's when I knew I loved you."
* * *
Caspian's reaction wasn't what Lucy had been expecting. His eyes had widened, but that was it. 'Is he regretting his choice?' Lucy was trying to decide what to make of the situation. She was certain in her feelings, and the trials proved Caspian was firm in his choice, so what was the problem? Lucy prayed everything was okay.
Lucy was startled when Caspian pounced, pressing his lips to hers in a chaste kiss. His lips trembled against her astonished ones, transferring his unease down to her core. Large, hot, calloused hands cupped her face as Caspian used his tongue to gently deepen the kiss. Lucy gave him entrance, and hot desire, not to mention tongue, filled her, a low moan wrenching itself from the depths of her soul. Caspian groaned in reply.
Of their own violation Lucy's hands twinned themselves into Caspian's soft curls, pulling him closer. Slowly his hands slid sown her body, pulling her into his lap. Her arms went around his neck to anchor herself. She maneuvered to sit sideways across his lap, aggressively kissing Caspian, craving more. Lucy's head spun when she felt a certain part of his anatomy making itself known, causing her blood to heat even more.
"Caspian." Lucy breathed as his hot mouth moved to her neck, sucking and licking. Liquid heat pooled low in her, fanning the fire that was already burning within her. "Oh, you bit me!" Caspian sensually licked and kissed the area he had bitten, making Lucy's heart melt. She couldn't believe her luck that she had a man like Caspian to love her.
"Aslan brought me." Lucy replied matter of factly. "He told me it was time."
"Time?" Caspian mused to himself. 'What could that mean?' "The tests!" Euphoria filled him. He had indeed passed the three trials in order for him to love Lucy forever.
"Yes, you passed them." Her smile was absolutely brilliant, pouring its light into his soul. "You allowed me to come back."
Feeling off balance Caspian staggered to sit heavily on the bed next to her. She didn't say anything, simply watching him as he gathered his thoughts from the scattered corners of his mind. Caspian knew his heart, but what about Lucy's? Is she in Narnia by choice, or by force? She doesn't look like she had been forced to come, so maybe there was hope after all.
"What of you Lucy? What are your feelings on this?" Caspian asked quietly, almost afraid to hear her answer as he lost himself in her deep dark brown eyes.
"I decided long ago during that rough storm. You were so strong, so brave, unwilling to back down even when you were in danger." Lucy's voice was soft, melodic, her eyes searching his own. Caspian's heart was pounding madly. 'Could she-?'
"That's when I knew I loved you."
* * *
Caspian's reaction wasn't what Lucy had been expecting. His eyes had widened, but that was it. 'Is he regretting his choice?' Lucy was trying to decide what to make of the situation. She was certain in her feelings, and the trials proved Caspian was firm in his choice, so what was the problem? Lucy prayed everything was okay.
Lucy was startled when Caspian pounced, pressing his lips to hers in a chaste kiss. His lips trembled against her astonished ones, transferring his unease down to her core. Large, hot, calloused hands cupped her face as Caspian used his tongue to gently deepen the kiss. Lucy gave him entrance, and hot desire, not to mention tongue, filled her, a low moan wrenching itself from the depths of her soul. Caspian groaned in reply.
Of their own violation Lucy's hands twinned themselves into Caspian's soft curls, pulling him closer. Slowly his hands slid sown her body, pulling her into his lap. Her arms went around his neck to anchor herself. She maneuvered to sit sideways across his lap, aggressively kissing Caspian, craving more. Lucy's head spun when she felt a certain part of his anatomy making itself known, causing her blood to heat even more.
"Caspian." Lucy breathed as his hot mouth moved to her neck, sucking and licking. Liquid heat pooled low in her, fanning the fire that was already burning within her. "Oh, you bit me!" Caspian sensually licked and kissed the area he had bitten, making Lucy's heart melt. She couldn't believe her luck that she had a man like Caspian to love her.