narnia smut

( late night )

y/n's pov

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peter was working late tonight, again, ugh. i know i should be grateful for a hard working husband and he is a king after all so his work is important but still i am his wife and i need some time with him.peter suggests that i sleep and he'll join me later but sometimes i just can't so i stay awake waiting for him.i was pulled out of my thoughts as i heard chirping coming from the bushes, i go over to see a stuck bird and help it out, it was so vibrant and beautiful, i stared in awe as it flied away, it was so cute. eventually the bird was no longer visible and a continued my walk in the garden. last i checked a clock it was nearly 1 am, i dont know how long i have been out here but it was certainly refreshing and cold, i pulled my (off white kind of beige) pashmina so it would wrap around my body even tighter and keep me warm as i stared at the moon.

"god, y/n are you crazy it's 3 am and freezing out here, you're gonna catch a cold" peters voice says from behind me startling me, i turned to see him removing his jacket and putting it on top over my shoulders and wrapping an arm around me to keep me warm, as i let my head fall into his shoulder.

"i got bored waiting for you"i reply

"so you decided to go catch a cold" he said sarcastically

"no, i decided to go for a walk because the room began to feel stuffy while i was waiting for you" i retort

"c'mon lets go back in" he said gently pushing my body so it turned with his as we made out way back to our room.

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we made it into our room and peter began to change as i removed his jacket and rested it on an arm chair and went and sat by the fire and fed it some more wood.

"what's wrong you not sleepy tonight" peter crept up behind me scaring me again.

"please, you need to stop doing that" i say as he moved to sit beside me on the floor

"ok sorry, but really what is on your mind" he ask more serious this time

"nothing i just can't sleep" i say

"there has to be somthing" he say

"it isn't important" i say

"your my wife, y/n everything is important" he say trying to get me to spill

"it's stupid"i say not taking my eyes of the fire

"it is probably not and besides even if it is you are my wife and every opinion thought or anything, matters" he say grabbing my hand and intertwining out fingers. i slowly turn my head to look at his

"i feel like we havn't been intimate in a while an-" you began to complain but peter cut you off by his lips meeting yours, he let go of your hand and rested it on your back and one on your neck. you hands found its way to his hair lacing your fingers with it.peter lifted you up so your on top of him now and your kiss got deeper as he got rougher but yet some how gentle, he detached his lips from yours and kissed down your jaw to your neck, slowly leaving soft, wet sloppy kisses down your neck to your collar bone and then slowly began to suck lightly, leaving soft bruises all over, peter never dares leave a hickey on my neck or above as it is harder to cover and he is afraid of the gossip and what the kingdom will think.

"uahh" a soft moan escapes my lips, he began peppering and marking kisses all over.his hand found its way to the back of my dress undoing the ties and pulling it of me. he reattached out lips as his hands started rubbing circles on my hip. he carefully lifted me up and took me over to the bed and gently laid you down as he climes on top his lips not leaving your lips for a moment, his hands went to you breast and squeezed it lightly letting a moan escape into the kiss and took this moment to slip in his tongue.his tongue swirled around exploring every inch of you mouth as his hand roamed you body.