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What does love have to do with it?	By : DarkNightChilde Category: A through F > Chronicles of Narnia Views: 10606 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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She really wasn’t supposed to be doing this. There were too many kings, too many princes, all with marrying her on their minds. Soft kisses were exchanged once more, throaty moans bitten back, a burning trail of lips down her neck. Fingers inched the hem of her nightgown up just a little more.
No, she really should not be doing this.
When it was over, and he was gone, Queen Lucy would lie awake and wonder why exactly she did do it. Why did she let him into her room late at night when she knew this was completely improper? She was a Queen having midnight trysts with a not so human male.
Really, she should not do it at all.
But she did, and oh how wonderful it was to feel those lip on hers. She would think of him, day dream about their nights together, even when she was supposed to be presiding over councils with her siblings. She’d often been called out of her reveries only to be given a placating smile.
It annoyed her that they still thought her a child. She was nearly eighteen, of marrying age. She had been complaining to him about it when this, whatever it was, had begun. It had been quite on accident really. They had really only just been friends then.
One moment she was frustrated and angry, the next she had tripped over a log. And, since she’d been holding his hand at the time, he fell with her, on top of her. They’d laughed so hard tears had streaked their faces. The laughing had slowed, and he was still on top of her. She’d never known that the weight of a male on top of her could feel so comforting.
He’d brushed the hair out of her face, she’d blushed. Their first kiss was tentative, sweet. Lucy had never been so aware of him before. She’d never realized that he was handsome, far more so than the princes that had so piteously knelt before the four thrones and asked for her hand in marriage.
It was her first kiss, and he had know it. He apologized profusely when they’d broken apart. He had scrambled off her as fast as possible, telling her that he hadn’t meant to steal her first kiss. Lucy had smiled at him, told him to shut up, and leaned over to kiss him again.
The second kiss was different, because after all, she had no idea what she was doing. For several moments she had thought he wasn’t going to kiss back, then he had and her stomach filled with butterflies. The kisses were of a different sort back then. They had been chaste, with little more touching than their lips and perhaps fingers in her hair.
Lucy wasn’t exactly sure when the level of their kissing went from chaste to wanton. She had teased him more than once on his age, he was after all, over one hundred years older than her. She was sure that it had been the teasing that had made him prove to her that he was still young enough to ravish her until she was breathless and needing.
He’d been smirking as she’d come out the hazy fog he’d sent her into. He’d kissed her nose and told her that if she ever doubted his youth again he’d be forced to spank her. Lucy had blushed at the thought, and even more at the wetness between her legs.
It was her moans that drove him crazy, she’d determined it after much testing. His kisses would have a heady need to it when she moaned his name. He would kiss her until she was breathless and then she’d moan for him again and the cycle would start over. Just the thought of it made Lucy’s body hum with excitement when she wasn’t with him.
Lucy would catch his eye when court was held, and the look in his eyes would send floods of want through her veins. It sent floods other places too. His gaze made her blush, and dig her nails into her palms. He was a terrible tease.
The first time she said I love you, he had stopped kissing her neck and looked at her. Blue eyes had watered, and he’d kissed her until she was dizzy. He had said he loved her too. Lucy’s heart had soared that night, he loved her.
It was cruel fate that had brought the white stag into her life so soon afterwards. The white stag that had lead them back to the lamp post where she had first scared the wits out of her love. It had been his words, ‘spareoom,’ that had come back to her. How could she have known that by coming back to that spot would lead her back to the spare room and away from him?
Lucy, now back in her much younger body, had cried herself to sleep for thoughts of him. Susan had mentioned that Lucy called Tumnus’ name in the night while she slept. Her throat would become tight then, and her chest would ache. The tears would come and she’d break down crying.
The Professor’s words had given her hope that night when she’d gone back to look for the entrance to Narnia. He had told her that Narnia would come back for her when she wasn’t looking for it. Lucy had cast a hopeful glance at the wardrobe. Narnia and her Tumnus would come back for her…some day.
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