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Edmund saw Caspian nod towards the cabin. He excused himself to the men he was with and followed the king who had already passed through the gate.
He knocked a couple of times in order to announce his presence even though he entered without even waiting for an answer. Caspian had invited him directly and Eustace was probably in some hiding place on the ship as he 'didn't want to see the faces of those weirdos'.
Caspian was standing in front of the door, looking the other way. Edmund smiled to himself and put a single arm around the boy's shoulders, swaying slightly to the side. Caspian turned his face, meeting the other's gaze.
"Hey" he said
"What's the matter?" Edmund asked
"Nothing really," the king admitted. "I just wanted to know how you were doing." Edmund laughed.
"Good. It's always wonderful to come back.” He paused for a moment “It was such a relief knowing you were here. I wanted to see you”
Caspian felt his chest fill with a warm feeling. The last time the young king had been in Narnia it had been…complicated. With war always threatening and the boy's older siblings hanging around them all the time, quiet moments like that were nearly impossible. But they happened. Moments when they forgot all strategy and took each other's hand and left kisses on their faces, always tense, ready to walk away and fight. At this moment, they were totally alone and after 3 years, Caspian couldn't think of anything else but putting his lips on Edmund's.
Caspian turned completely and closed the distance between their faces. It was a soft kiss. A kiss that said 'I'm here' and 'I missed you' and 'I'm so happy to see you again'. His hands itched at his sides, so he decided to move them to the younger's waist, both to occupy his hands and to keep him close.
Edmund sighed and walked away with a soft look in his eyes. "That was good, too." His hand ran up Caspian's arm. "Glad to hear you were able to keep Narnia. With my siblings was complicated... I imagine it's must be much worse being by yourself"
"I manage on my own" said the king "Although of course, I always think it would be interesting to have your opinions, Your Majesty" he added jokingly
"Oh, don't start treating me like royalty now, Cas." Edmund lightly punched Caspian's chest.
“What do you mean, your highness?” Now the sentence came out with a smile and a teasing tone.
"You didn't bow down," Edmund replied simply, a defiant look in his big eyes.
"What?" Caspian asked genuinely confused.
“When you introduced us. You didn't bow down to us."
"Well," the smile returned to his face. "We're both kings of Narnia," Edmund murmured in apparent agreement, "Besides, I'm older than you now. I think you should be the one bowing."
"Pardon me?" Edmund exclaimed. "I am many hundreds of years older than you." He moved away his touch on the boy's arm.
"Not now, young Edmund," he taunted, pulling the boy closer again.
"Anyway" he snorted "I'm sure I can bring you to your knees" he added with a mischievous smile.
“I'd love for you to try it,” the older challenged, placing a quick kiss on the forehead of the boy in front of him.
Now, Caspian had seen Edmund in battle and knew that underestimating him was the unwisest thing to do. But no one could blame him for missing the next few seconds in the young king's eyes.
Edmund ran his fingers up Caspian's arm that was holding him close and pulled Caspian, causing him to stumble forward.
Caspian nearly hit the ground before he regained his footing, several steps from where he originally stood. He ran towards the laughing boy pushing him with less force than he could muster, nudging Edmund's trunk with his shoulder and drawing a gasp from him.
The younger, taking advantage of the difference in height that was created, kicked Caspian's calf, who bowed in pain. Edmund took the opportunity that movement gave him to press hard on the boy's shoulders.
Caspian fought against the hands on his shoulders and growled, "You're strong." Edmund smiled, feeling pride welling up inside of him and meeting Caspian's gaze, who looked down and smiled. Suddenly, her shoulders began to move.
"Caspian?" Edmund said confused. Caspian raised his head and spoke quietly.
“I think I might like to be on my knees for you too much, Ed.” The younger man let the air out of his lungs.
"I could think of a couple of ways to keep you there, Cas," he whispered. He couldn't help it, there was an intimacy in the room that seemed like a simple noise would break the moment.
Caspian opened his eyes and shook his head trying to clear it. It was clear that Edmund was not the same as he had known years ago, both his behavior and his physique had changed to a more mature version of himself.
"Ed…" he began, being cut off with a sudden kiss to his forehead.
"Please?" And Caspian couldn't deny anything to the boy who was looking at him with those eyes and that frown that he just wanted to kiss until it disappeared. He put his hands near the boy's knees, massaging the cloth-covered skin with his thumbs.
"Edmund" he said in amazement. It wouldn't be the first time he used his mouth this way, but he had no idea if Edmund had used his time in his world for that. "You're sure?"
"This is not the time to be a gentleman, Caspian," he sneered, but nodded anyway.
Caspian gave him one more smile and looked down at his eye level. His hands moved up the length of Edmund's legs to his belt, which he toyed with for a moment, trying to collect his thoughts with the familiar feel of leather against his fingers. He had fought in wars and now, being in front of that boy made him a ball of nerves.
“Are you going to do it yourself or do you need help?” Edmund said, running his hand through his belt buckle. Caspian slammed into the opponent's hand. "Ouch," he groaned as the piece fell with a thud that echoed through the room, followed by his pants. Edmund's cock, already half hard, was trapped in the boy's underwear.
Caspian ran the palm of his hand over the fabric, rubbing Edmund's member and feeling it finish hardening under his touch. He could feel the boy's gaze on the back of his head, but he was focused on his work at the moment.
When Edmund's breathing started to get heavy, he leaned down and lifted the shirt (which belonged to himself) and as he met Edmund's eyes, he placed kisses all over the boy's lower abdomen who chuckled.
“Caspian, stop it,” he said, feigning annoyance, but the laughter in his voice gave him away.
“Well, I have to take advantage of all the time I can get down here. Especially with this view.” He slipped his hands between the boy's underwear and skin and began to push down, taking his time. When it reached the top of the thighs, Edmund's member was finally able to come out from under the cloth, swollen and pointing slightly to the side. “Such a pretty sight,” he said. Edmund felt his cheeks turning red.
"Shut up, Caspian."
The long-haired stuck his thumb in his mouth, connecting his gaze with Edmund's, making sure to visibly hollow out his cheeks. He pulled it out with an audible snap and passed it over Edmund's tip, rubbing the rosy surface and moving his hand to encircle the rest. Edmund took a deep breath as he felt the boy's warmth.
Caspian withdrew his finger, joining with the rest of his fingers so he could move his hand up and down, squeezing at random moments that made Edmund's hips stutter forward, precum spilling from his cock, wetting Caspian's hand.
The boy felt the moisture and in an instant decided to bring his face closer and give a soft lick to the tip of Edmund's cock. The boy gasped.
"Come on, Caspian, could you warn me before doing that?"
"Well, Ed. If you were me, you wouldn't even think about it." With that, he licked all the way from the tip to his balls, causing Edmund to swear under his breath.
Caspian could clearly see that despite how this situation had started; Edmund was letting him work his way through. And having Edmund Pevensie, normally uptight and defensive, trusting him like that made him feel good, warm. So as much as he wanted to continue playing with the boy, he also wanted to thank him for his trust. So he took a breath and plunged Edmund's cock into his mouth.
Edmund lowered his hand to Caspian's long hair, not pulling but seeking some stability at the feel of his boyfriend's warm, wet mouth.
The boy began to suck and lick every part he had access to. Licking a vein that got in his way, Edmund let out a cry and thrust his body forward, choking Caspian who scrambled away coughing.
"Shit, I'm sorry Cas, I'm so sorry" He said quickly Caspian cleared his throat and nodded before sinking back "Wow" he groaned, stroking the older man's scalp. Caspian moaned sending vibrations of pleasure through Edmund's body. “You're so good at this, Caspian. I never thought you'd look so good with me in your mouth. Oh come on, do that again.” Caspian made little noises. He didn't know that Edmund would be a talker. He wasn't complaining.
After a few minutes, Edmund slowly tugged on Caspian's hair as the boy pulled his mouth away only to replace it with his hand as he looked up with a question on his face.
"I don't want to end like this," he assured.
"What…?"
"I want to do it." Caspian moved his hands away suddenly.
“Ed, you don't have to do this,” he whispered.
"Exactly, I don't have to," he said, lowering his hand to Caspian's face. He nudged the boy up until he was on his feet and pulled him in for a much more aggressive kiss than the first had been. There were more teeth and saliva than there normally were on theirs and it tasted like Edmund, which only made them want to keep it longer. Edmund separated first.
"Have you done this before?" He said joining his forehead with the boy's.
"A couple of times"
“Then go ahead. Guide us” asked Edmund smiling
"Would it be alright," Caspian began, looking away, "Would it be alright if you go... inside of me?" feeling a tug on his cock which he hadn't realized was so hard and heavy between his legs. Edmund took his face in his hands and forced him to look into his eyes.
"I'd love to be inside you, Caspian." Edmund led him into a kiss and Caspian, with one hand on Edmund's waist and the other struggling to get his clothes out of the way, blindly led them until the younger's legs collided. with the bed As Caspian finished removing his clothes, Edmund ran his lips down Caspian's neck muttering things under his breath and biting lightly. "I won't leave any marks," Edmund muttered. "So that the rest do not find out" he fell on the bed, taking the king with him
"I don't give a damn what the rest knows" answered Caspian finally naked, joining his body with Edmund's making their penises touch and giving a much needed friction.
It was impossible for both boys to keep their hands to themselves. Caspian's hot palms worked their way under Edmund's shirt and brushed over his already half-erect nipples. When the younger tried to do the same, Caspian squeezed two of his fingers and lowered his lips to the boy's pale neck.
They parted a few inches with flushed cheeks and swollen lips.
"Come on, your majesty," Caspian whispered as he hid his face in Edmund's neck. The broken moan that came from Edmund's mouth was something he expected. His boyfriend might be Edmund the Just, but he was still a boy who loved his attention.
"Of course, of course" he said "Tell me what to do" the eldest smiled and with all the delicacy with which he was capable, he took Edmund's hand against his own, comparing it’s not so different size and brought it to his lips leaving several kisses all over.
He flexed a few fingers, leaving the index and middle fingers up. "Edmund" he made sure the young king had his attention on him and then sucked them, under the other man gaze. He ran his tongue down the sides and between them, collecting a large amount of saliva, making sure to moisten them well.
“I wish you could see yourself Caspian. So attractive” the mentioned one made a muffled noise by the fingers in his mouth and lightly bit the tip of these “Sorry, I only mention the obvious”
Caspian tilted his head back, pulling the digits out of his mouth with a wet sound.
"Having something better would help, but we can work with this" he said hoarsely and moved to the side "You can get up" Edmund obeyed without hesitation. Caspian licked the boy's fingers again and guided his own hand to his ass. “You must open me. Little by little.” Edmund's eyes were looking at his own hand near his boyfriend's entrance.
He used his thumb to brush over Caspian's asshole which clenched around the air at the sudden touch. He ran it up and down, playing with its edge and pressing without ever going in. Caspian snorted.
"Come on Ed, I'm fucking hard"
"I didn't know you could use those words, King Caspian"
"Stop doing…oh," the witty response he had thought was cut short when Edmund finally pressed one of his fingers inside, slowly easing himself inside Caspian. He held it in place for a few seconds. He took it out and put it back in, repeating small circular motions. "Add another," Caspian ordered and Edmund obeyed. The long-haired boy gasped and closed his eyes. Edmund used his free hand to stroke his hair. With his fingers he tried to open as much as possible. When his fingers touched something inside Caspian, he gasped and the boy stopped.
"You are okay?" he asked, prepared to leave in case he hurt his boy.
“Yes,” he sighed, covering his face with his forearm. “Do that again. Please"
Edmund gulped and mimicked his movement. He hit the spot again and made Caspian squirm back in place. Edmund smiled to himself.
"You knew that?" Caspian groaned in response, tightening around Edmund's fingers. "Have you done this before?"
“Uh,” he gasped, “a couple of times,” Caspian stammered, “it’s Always hard to get there,” he moved down, seeking more of that touch, “You got there so quick and easy. It's not fair."
Edmund took advantage of that shock's babbling to spit on the pink entrance and insert a third finger. Caspian moaned deep, his cock jerking hard in his stomach, leaving a wet trail on it.
"Come on Ed. I'm going to explode"
Edmund almost hit himself looking at Caspian's red member, totally abandoned.
"Why didn't you touch yourself?" He asks
"Well, I was a little distracted by other things, just like you," he groaned as he moved his hand down his chest and around his own cock. Edmund cupped his palm in front of Caspian. He looked at him confused.
"Spit," he said bluntly. Caspian did and watched as he smeared it on his own penis.
Guided with one hand, the head of his penis aligned with Caspian's entrance. They exchanged glances. "Are you ready?" He asks. Caspian nodded his hand up and down his member.
Edmund pushed slowly, careful not to hurt his boy, stopping at times when Caspian sighed or made small noises. Edmund nearly lost it at the thought that he was the one with King Caspian X flushed, eyes squeezed shut, lower lip between his teeth, and cock fucking hard. It made him go crazy.
When his pelvis pressed against Caspian's ass, he stopped, breathing shallowly and throwing his head back with his eyes closed. He put his hands on Caspian's waist and whispered “I've got you, I've got you” as he leaned down to leave kisses all over the boy's face.
The taller boy stirred and took his cock back in his hand.
"Move please" and of course Edmund did it. He moved his body almost all the way out and back in, slow and deep. "Come on, like this." Caspian brought his free hand up and rested it on Edmund's belly that moved with each thrust, making him gasp. Edmund, with a strand of hair falling across his forehead and moans coming out of his throat, looked at Caspian's entire body that in his eyes had no comparison with any other that has existed in Narnia or in his own world. Both boys blurted out broken sentences, praising their movements and bodies.
Caspian made a deep noise and turned his head to the side, leaning back against the soft fabric of the pillow. Edmund leaned down to leave little bites on his neck.
“I'm so close Cas. You are so handsome." The boy lost the rhythm of his movements that became jerky and fast.
“I love you,” Caspian said as he pressed closer and pulled Edmund's face into a sloppy kiss. Edmund moaned against his lips as he cum still inside the boy.
Still not even breathing, Edmund took his member and pulled out of his boyfriend. With the same hand, he pushed Caspian's away and jerked him off at the same rate Caspian had. It only took a couple of moves for him to finish too, staining part of his chest and Edmund's hand.
"I love you too Caspian" he said smiling and flopping down on the bed. He lowered his clean hand and took that of the boy at his side. Caspian turned and kissed every part of his face that he found with his lips. He put a hand up, ruffling his boyfriend's hair, and they both laughed at it. After a few minutes of silence, Edmund spoke, "I told you I could get on your knees."
"You're an Idiot"
"Sure, but an idiot you love"