Story: One Must Always Expect the Unexpected

Author: The Evil Pink Squirrel of Doom

Summery: Susan falls in love with someone who had been right at her side since entering Aslans camp.But there are many difficulties for a gentle queen and a centaur general. Susan/Oreius.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, but if I put on my ruby slippers, and click my heels three times, click…click….click…damn I got nothing, it all still belongs to the god known as C.S. Lewis, and Disney, who seems to own all.

Author's Note: Ok people, sorry this took so long, I just wasn't happy with it and wanted it to be really good. I'm sorry this chapter is so short, but it's the BIG ONE, the one you've all been waiting for, so enjoy and please review it keeps me writing quickly. Originally chapters 9, 10, and 11 were all one but I decided to cut it up rather then make you all wait a extreme amount of time. So enjoy, and here it is the big time…

Sometimes Extreme Measures are Required

"Your majesty, please open the door I feel I need to speak with you." Oreius felt his control slipping away as the minutes passed and Susan

did not open the large white door before him. He felt the tears stinging his eyes, and fought them back. Now was not the time to cry,

now was the time to get to Susan, to hold her and kiss her, and perhaps if she consented other things. He allowed his mind to fly to

different scenarios feeling his body begin to betray him once more. Finally he gave up, glancing down the hallway he allowed for his hand

to reach for the handle. It refused to turn, and he felt himself slightly shocked that the door was actually locked, was Susan that frightened

of him now, had his reaction seemed that terrible. Perhaps she thought he only wanted a quick romp in the bed before going off to battle

now that he knew her true feelings. He felt what little self-control he had left snap. His eyes glanced back and forth, looking down the hall

in both directions and listening carefully, when all he could hear was Susan soft sobs he'd had enough of the going around the bush with the

queen. She had professed her love to him, kissed him passionately, run her hands over his form, and he had only said he was very

flattered. Defiantly the wrong thing to say, something he had said in the past to females who wanted more then just that one romp with

him, and he wanted nothing more to do with. When he'd said it to Susan it was because he was unsure of himself, for once the strong self-

confidence he'd always had, the air of dominance constantly present had dwindled to almost nothing. The large beast shook his head

violently and snorted, before finally deciding to go through with what his mind was saying needed to be done. He turned with his back to

the door, and listened once more to make sure the queen was not standing near the entrance to her room. Then using his extreme

strength and agility he kicked his hind legs at the door, feeling a large weight lifted from him as the lock broke under his hooves, it swung

open the doors pounding into the walls. Oreius flung his head around to look towards the queens bed, his chest heaved from the built up

adrenaline and aggressive feelings of passion and hope coursing through his form.

Susan let out a startled scream like sound, and sat straight up in her bed. Her eyes flew towards her door, fear pounding in her heart for a

moment. At first, she thought someone had broken into Cair Paravel and was there to harm her, but she knew that Oreius had just been

standing outside and would never allow someone to hurt her. Her mind began to shut down as she spotted the colossal beast standing in

her doorway, the look in his eyes made her nearly swoon and rethink what she had thought happened. The euphoria was short lived

however, as the massive centaur made his way towards her after roughly shutting the door as best he could, crossing across the parlor and

into her bedchambers, smoothly swinging the bedroom doors shut behind him. His deep eyes were nearly black with an emotion the

young queen had seen several times in the eyes of her suitors, her heart pounded at their possible meaning. As he approached her, his

hooves pounding on the marble she was reminding of all the times she had seen him at his best, the way he had stood beside the four

thrones and glared at each suitor as the failed to receive her hand in marriage. Her mind recalled when one suitor had requested her as his

"principal mate", the man was about Peter's size and thought that he was about to obtain a most glorious prize as he had later put it.

Oreius furious at the action had drawn his swords and forced the man to his knees before her throne demanding he apologize for such

audacious ideas. She had been actually quite frightened at his actions, the way his eyes had darkened and how his body had towered over

the suitor whose name she could not recall. She felt that slight fear once more as her approached her, as he came close she allowed herself

to think once more of all the possible outcomes of this night. Her thoughts strayed for a moment to the fact he would be leaving in the

morning for battle, yet it only seemed to make her lust for the centaur greater. She slid her lithe form off the bed, and took a step away

from it, she watched as he froze for a moment as if she was his prey and he feared her skittish behavior. Oreius then continued to

approach her not stopping again until he stood just in front of her, his fore hooves inches away from her small feet.

Although he towered over her, she stared up into his eyes only then realizing how they were over foot above her own, unconsciously she

took a step back only for Oreius to grab her arm, strong enough to stop her but not to cause her any discomfort. His lips formed words,

but none of them fully registered in her mind, she felt him roughly tug her against his large form, his heart pounded in her ear and for a

moment, she feared that was it. It was then she felt herself pushed forcefully back onto her soft bed, then next thing she knew the centaurs

face was centimeters from hers, his breathing was deep, she met his gaze unsure how to react, confused for a moment at how he could do

such a bi-pied like maneuver. His eyes found whatever they searched for and his lips crashed down upon hers pushing her slim form back

into the soft bedding, his hands were everywhere, and after a moment of shock she began to slid hers over his strong back, and down

towards were man met beast. His lips left a trail of wet kisses up her cheekbone, his face nuzzling into her dark brunette hair.

"As I was saying my sweetest Susan. I am greatly flattered however I feel we should move this to more comfortable vicinity." The voice

was husky and strained; the feeling of his warm breath on her neck caused her body to arch into him, her mind flying through the words

barely able to make sense of them. Oreius moved his large hands underneath the queen's rear pulling her tighter against his form,

groaning at the contact feeling her warm female center pushed against his flesh, longing to feel her against his nether regions. His mouth

moved back to her lips, capturing them in a smooth kiss, trying to show all his feelings in the one movement. Oreius felt his legs nearly

give out as he felt the queens small foot rub softly between his hinds legs, and he pushed harder against the slender queen. He never

wanted this feeling to end, the feeling of need pounded through him pushing him closer to doing things he told himself that for tonight at

least he would not.

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