𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝙄𝙍𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙎 𝘿𝘼𝙂𝙂𝙀𝙍 • caspian

bonus part sixteen

𝙇𝙊𝙉𝙂 𝘼𝙒𝘼𝙄𝙏𝙀𝘿

warning : smut

WALKING INTO CASPIAN'S OFFICE, DARIA INSTANTLY KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG. His seat was pushed away from his desk and his elbows rested on his knees. Daria's head tilted but she couldn't lock eyes with him since his head was in his hands.
"Cas? Are you okay?" The Queen called to him, slowly walking towards the desk.
"Yes, darling." Caspian sighed as he leaned back in his chair. "Just had a bit of a difficult day."
Daria nodded in understanding, walking behind his seat and sliding her hands up and down his shoulders. "Why don't you just take a break? It's late anyway, let's go to bed."
Caspian's hand grabbed Daria's, his fingers brushing over her ring for reassurance. He nodded then, standing up and wrapping his arm around her waist and kissing her gingerly.  They walked through the corridors of the castle together, Caspian explaining why his work day was difficult.
Once they reached their chambers, Daria grabbed her husbands hand, walking backward into the bedroom. Once inside, she helped him out of his overcoat, hanging it up on the coat rack and turning back around.
Caspian was sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes never leaving her form. Daria walked to him, her hands falling to his shoulders.
"I know you had a bad day, so is there anything I can do to help?" She mumbled. Caspian's hands grasped her hips, pulling on her ever so slightly to get closer to her body.
"I can think of a few things." The King glanced at her lips briefly. Daria chuckled before leaning down to capture his lips, her hands raising to his long hair and tangling her fingers in it.
Their kiss grew heated as his tongue slid across her bottom lip and into her mouth. He slid back on the bed, Daria smoothly crawling over his lap. Caspian adjusted his hands on her, shifting them to the backs of her thighs, his fingers grasping her flesh in anticipation.
Daria broke the passionate kiss, smirking down at him and biting her lip. She slid her hands down his chest, the warmth of his body radiating to her palms.
"Let me take care of you, okay?" She whispered with a small nod. Caspian smiled and nodded, leaning up to catch her lips again.
Daria kept the kiss going even as she begins to unclasp the few buttons on his shirt. When they were finally undone, she grabbed the bottom hem and pulled it over his head, breaking the kiss for only a second.
"Move over there." Daria spoke in between kisses. Caspian obeyed quickly, careful not to hit the Queen as he went.
Daria was quick to move back over to him, straddling his lap and reattaching their lips. Caspian's hands slid up her shirt, grazing the smooth skin of her abdomen gently. Daria got the message, leaning up she yanked her top off and tossed it to the side.
Caspian's breath hitched as if this was the first time he was seeing her, his hands gingerly moving up to her breasts. Daria caught his hand, holding it up and over his head with a smirk.
"Not yet, baby. Not until I say." She brought their lips together again.  A ring Caspian had given Daria when they started becoming closer on the Treader hung from her neck on a thin chain. Just the sight of it was enough to make him weak in the knees.
Daria traced down his arm and grabbed his free hand, bringing it up to meet his other. Then, just to taunt him more, she rocked her hips against him. Caspian grunted, a chuckle escaped him and he raised his eyebrows at her.
Daria winks, letting go of his hands and sliding down. "Remember, don't move until I say." 
The feeling of her smooth lips down his chest caused Caspian's breath to hitch. His head fell back on the pillows and his hand ran through his hair. When she got to the waistline of his pants, she undid them and slowly slid them off. Tossing them to the side, Daria leaned up to kiss him again.
Sitting up on her knees, Daria unbuttoned her pants and slid them off, leaving her comfortably in her underwear.  Crawling back over Caspian, her right hand holding onto his and her left resting on his chest. She grinds her body against him, sucking in a breath due to her sensitivity.
Rocking back and forth a few more times, Daria finally grew impatient with her own teasing. She moved back down to Caspian's underwear and pulled them down. She then tugged her own off, and situated herself perfectly.  A sharp gasp escaped her as she lowered her body to his. Daria started to move herself back and forth while holding onto Caspian's hands tightly.
The collective sound of Caspian's grunts and Daria's soft moans where the only things to hear in the room. Caspian watched Daria's distracted face as she closed her eyes and bit her lip. It didn't help the fact that his Queen was so close to his face, close enough to beg for a kiss but too far to actually do it.
Daria opened her eyes, seeing the look of pleading on his face. She smiled, her left hand moving to the base of his throat where she could feel his heartbeat. The ache in her gut grew as she rocked back and forth; Caspian must have felt something too as he bit his lip to muffle a groan. He then leaned up to catch her lips with his, but Daria was one step ahead.  Moving with him to begin with, she made it seem as if she'd kiss him, however, at the last moment she pulled away, a teasing smile growing on her features.
Caspian huffed in annoyance, enticing a giggle from Daria. She pressed their foreheads together, but still withheld her lips from him.
"Dar," Caspian chuckled breathlessly. "Please. I can't-"
The Queen sat up, her hands resting on his chest. "You're doing so well, though." She quickened her movements as she chased her release. "Just a little bit more, Cas."   Her head fell back with a moan, her legs shaking ever so slightly as she reached her first high.
Falling forward, Daria held herself up as she caught her breath. When she finally settled, she realized Caspian still held his hands away from her body.
"Darling, can I? Please?" The King pleaded. Daria pecked his lips before nodding.
"Yeah, you can."
Caspian immediately placed his hands on her back, pulling her close as he reattached their lips, the heated kiss from before starting right back up.  The warmth in his hands sent a shiver down Daria's spine as he moved to hold her hips. In one swift movement, he flipped them over and brushed the hair from her sweating forehead. He broke the kiss, pulling away just enough to admire her. A soft smile was plastered on her swollen lips as they held eye contact.
"I love you so much." Caspian mumbled, bringing his lips down to hers.
"I love you so much." Daria repeated with a bright smile in between kisses. She could feel the smile on his lips as he trailed his kisses to her jaw. He thrust his hips forward slowly, earning a gasp in return as his Queen leaned her head back.
Daria's hands slid to his back, her nails digging into his skin while he kissed down her neck. Little gasps and moans left her mouth as Caspian thrusted forwards easily. He moved back up, locking their lips in yet another passionate kiss. Her King groaned in content as her nails scratched down his back again.
One of Caspian's hands cupped Daria's face, his thumb brushing over her cheek sweetly. One of his favorite things to do was admire her effortless beauty; She absolutely captivated his every sense no matter what. He wrapped his arms under her back, pulling her up and onto his lap again. Tilting his head up to meet her eyes, a smile was present across his lips.
Daria smiled, brushing the strands of his hair from his face slowly as she studied his features for the millionth time since they met. Caspian was absolutely gorgeous; A true example of beauty.
He must have read her mind, because a light blush crept along his stubble covered cheeks. "What are you thinking about?" He asked in a soft whisper.
"You." Daria told him without hesitation. "And how lucky I am to be yours." She leaned down and captured his lips, her hands wrapping around his shoulders as she inhaled sharply.
Caspian, slow to break the kiss, turned Daria so her back was to his front. He brought his mouth to her shoulder blade where he nibbled at the skin. Daria smiled, her head falling back as her hand grasped for the back of his head. Her King's hands traveled around the front of her body, squeezing her breasts briefly before moving to the base of her neck. He pulled on her to bring them closer together, his kisses traveling from shoulder to shoulder.
With a quick peck on her cheek, Caspian slowly and carefully eased her body down to the bed, admiring the sight of her smooth back. He then leaned down to the top of her spine, kissing down until he got to the tie of her brazier.
"Is it alright?" He asked again, his fingers fiddling with the strings.
"It's perfect." She nodded, looking over her shoulder at him for only a second.
Caspian, tauntingly slow, pulled the strings away from each other, sliding the fabric from his way and restarting his kisses where he left of. When his tongue would brush her skin, Daria couldn't stop the moan that escaped her, her hands reaching forward and grasping the pillows as Caspian got lower and lower.
Finally, he grabbed her hips, pulling her lower half up slightly so he could slide back inside her, the mixture of sweat and pleasure making it an easy task to complete.
Daria gasped, arching her back as she shifted to a more comfortable position, her elbows steadying her body as Caspian began his thrusts again. Suddenly, her King grabbed her hair, pulling her head up gently but with enough force for another moan to ripple from her throat.
"Ah, Aslan." Daria swore under her breath. Caspian tugged her hair again, this time pulling her back to meet his chest again.
"What was that, darling?" He mumbled gruffly into her ear, his words mixed with groans of his own.
"Mm-" She cut herself of with a loud shudder as Caspian's free hand travelled down to her clitoris. "Caspian, oh wow." She grabbed the back of his head again as her own fell back to his shoulder.
Caspian started off slowly circling the sensitive spot, but he swiftly grew faster while his lips pecked the curve of her neck. Daria's breathing grew rapid and shallow, her hips rocking unconsciously as she got closer and closer. Caspian too drew short breaths, the buckling of his hips became faster and faster.
"Darling-" The Queen moaned, her voice drowned out by the collective gasps of the couple.
"I know, Daria." Caspian nodded absentmindedly, thrusting a few more times, hard and with heavy grunts.
The Queen and King of Narnia sighed at the same time, their bodies relaxing against each other as their climax came and went. They stayed in the same position, catching their breaths and basking in the others hold. When Daria finally got up, she gathered her night gown and pulled it on. Caspian was laying on the bed, his hands behind his head, watching as she got dressed. She glanced over her shoulder, and playfully rolled her eyes. Digging through their dresser, she grabbed out his night clothes.
"Get dressed, Lover boy." Daria chuckled while tossing the bundle to him. Caspian caught it smoothly, chuckling before he pushed himself off the bed and pulled them on. Daria walked around to her side of the bed, climbing up and sliding her back against her husband.
Caspian, tucked his body with hers, his hand wrapping around hers as the couple cuddled together. He kissed her cheek and took a deep inhale of her comforting scent.
"Good night, my love." She whispered.
"Good night, darling."

a/n: thank you so much for reading!! THIS GOES OUT TO ALL MY LOVELY READERS WHO WAITED FOR THIS FOR MONTHS. i spent the last 100 years reading smut for...research purposes, and finding out what troupes people liked and didn't like. i hope this was worth the wait! again, thank you so much for reading my stories and all your support! i love and appreciate you all so much, i hope you have an amazing day, afternoon, evening, or night