[For Caspian] A Single Question, Two Little Words

[happyfalcon]

Anne had adjusted rather well in her opinion. The Narnian courtiers didn't seem to resent her so much now, though the women still gave her looks whenever Caspian was seen in her company. But that suited her well enough, she didn't need to have them around anyway - she'd dealt with enough venomous women in the Tudor court to last a lifetime.

But she was spending more time in the open, particularly outside now that the weather had warmed up significantly. The threat of ocean storms had been infrequent enough that Anne often sat outside in the courtyard with a book from the vast library to read, as she was doing now.

Her fingers brushed over the pages of the book in her hand, detailing the different plants and where they could be found in Narnia. Anne found the Fire Flower to be particularly lovely, and lamented that she could not have one herself to keep forever. But she soon found herself distracted by the view of the sea just beyond.

A slow smile broke across her face as she looked to the pristine water. No enemy ships had dared return since Caspian's miraculous escape from a watery grave, for which Anne was very grateful. She could easily see why Caspian was so enamored by the ocean. It was indeed beautiful no matter the time of day or the weather.

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[navixator]

For a moment, his breath came short. It had always been the intention of the evening, but hearing her actually articulate it still sent an entirely pleased tremble through his entire being.

"If it pleases you, my love."

[happyfalcon]

She didn't respond with words - words would come tomorrow, in front of the kingdom and the nobles. Tonight was for contact. Anne leaned forward and kissed him softly, leaning a little against him and letting her hands press to his chest. One hand slid down, careful of his wound. The chilly air of the sea had taken over his skin, but she could still feel the heat of his body. Anne would be pleased just being in his presence in general - but the moment was so romantic it would be a shame not to use the opportunity. Besides, was this not essentially their first night as wedded lovers?

[navixator]

Her lips and fingers felt incredibly warm in contrast with the night air. It stopped his breath short just for a moment before he could properly return in kind.

She looked beautiful in this dress. It would be a shame to ruin it. That knowledge, however, didn't stop him from reaching to tug her down properly into the sand. He would apologize later, but for now, it was wonderful to press her down with kisses and feel himself surrounded only by Anne and the sound of the waves.

[happyfalcon]

Anne yelped in surprise and gave a flurry of laughter as he pulled her down. The sand felt strangely soft beneath her. Anne would gladly abandon any dress for the pleasure of Caspian's touch - so she wasn't altogether that upset about it.

Her arms wrapped around him, her fingers pressing into his back as she leaned up to kiss him. It felt too good to have his body pressed to hers. Especially now that he was truly and solely hers.

[navixator]

Her laughter was above and beyond his favourite thing in the world. Kissing laughter off her lips was beyond intoxicating, and doing so with Anne as his wife?

His entire body was shaking with the absolute joy of it.

"I love you."

The words fell again and again from his lips between kisses, fingers scrambling to find the clasps of this unknown dress.

[happyfalcon]

Anne let her fingers slide down to tug gently at his trousers while he worked at the clasps and laces of her dress. As she felt him fumbling in the dark she reached up to guide his hands to where the proper laces and clasps were - it would come undone rather easily if he would just undo those.

"I love you too."

She returned the phrase in soft gasps as she kissed him back. Again her fingers came to his trousers to undo the laces and pull them down. Anne wanted nothing but the chill of the ocean air and his skin against hers.