narnia au;

[illuminescent]

how did you get here? through a wardrobe, or through death, or maybe a portal gone terribly astray. a ring. the roar of a lion. in the bottom of a cup. because you were looking for something, or missing something. no matter how you got there, this is where you belong.

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[illuminescent]

Is it very pretty?

[She chases his kiss with one of her own, to his shoulder.]

[curlytop]

It is quite pretty, but that is not why I thought of you. Many things in Tashbaan are quite pretty.

[HIs lips travel down her temple to her cheek.]

[illuminescent]

Like the girls?

[She thinks they probably tossed themselves all over him, and maybe she shouldn't be jealous, she knows she doesn't have to be, but she is a little.]

[curlytop]

I didn't notice any girls.

[Without being Rabadash's Lion, he was not a tame enough beast for the Calormene ladies to approach, and it was much easier for him to stay with the Narnians than try to interact with the Calormenes.]

[illuminescent]

Oh, they noticed you.

You are impossible to ignore.

[Tall and handsome and forbidding. Her mouth touches his tattoo.]

But all right.

Small. And pretty.

[curlytop]

Small and pretty. It seemed fitting.

[He smiles and crooks his fingers under her chin to lift her face for a kiss.]

And as there weren't any other girls in the whole of Calormen, I had to bring it back to you.

[illuminescent]

Is it jewels-

[And she gives him a kiss back.]

[curlytop]

It is not jewels.

[He drops a trail of kisses along her jaw to her ear.]

I couldn't possibly buy you jewels finer than what you already have.

[illuminescent]

Is it-

[She lifts her head a little.]

Sweets?

[This game is fun, if only because it keeps them close together in her big bed, coils them tight around each other.]

[curlytop]

[His lips move lazily down her throat.]

Why would you need sweets, my love? You're sweet enough as it is.

[Which is not to say that it isn't sweets.]

[illuminescent]

You are so kindly.

[She says it, and giggles, arching up into him.]

But it is because I like sweets.

[curlytop]

Do you?

[He laughs into her skin.]

I have never noticed such a thing. You never have pudding.

[illuminescent]

You teased me that I ate too many sweetmeats! And cake!

[She's pushing at him a little.]

You most wicked thing!

[But she kisses him, again and again.]

[curlytop]

[He kisses her and laughs and wraps his arms around her, keeping her close.]

Ah, I see. That's why you're so sweet.

[illuminescent]

[She is tumbling on top of him, laughing again.]

I do think so!

[She runs her hands over his hair.]

I love you so much. I will forgive you if you did not get me anything.

[curlytop]

[He slides his hands over her back slowly, touching every inch of her he can.]

I did, though. Shall I get it now?

[illuminescent]

[She nods a little, and presses a kiss to his cheek.]

Yes, please.

[And she slides off him, curling into the bed, tugging the covers over her body.]

[curlytop]

[He kisses her forehead as he slides from the bed, zipping across the room to his things and back again before the bed's had a chance to cool. In his hands he holds a small wooden box, about half the size of a loaf of bread, inlaid with a colorful mosaic in lapis and mother of pearl. It looks like a jewelry box, but inside, separated into compartments, are an assortment of sweets from Tashbaan, wrapped in bits of waxed paper.]

What were you going to do with more jewels, anyway?

[illuminescent]

Oh-

[She takes the box, which is beautiful alone. Lucy’s fingers gently curve over the candy, and she nods a little.]

This is better. Thank you, my love.

[She sets it down and reaches for him. Her hands are gentle against his chest.]

The best gift is sleeping next to you.

[curlytop]

[He settles himself against her again, arms around her, leaning in for a kiss.]

Aye. I missed it while I was away. I was jealous of your maids.

[illuminescent]

My maids did not sleep here.

I thought I might wake them if I was weeping.

[She pulls his hand to her heart.]

I wished a thousand curses on Edmund. That he would be eaten by sand lice.

[curlytop]

No, but they're only a room away. Much closer than I was.

[He strokes his thumb over her collar bone.]

Need I remind you that you acquiesced?

[illuminescent]

Do you blame me?

[She looks at him, then. Maybe he does. It was her decision. She let him go, where she could have thrown a fuss.]

[curlytop]

No, of course not.

[He kisses her, lazy and sweet.]

I only meant, you shouldn't be so hard on your brother.

[illuminescent]

Have you changed allegiances, then? Edmund would be pleased to know it.

[She kisses him anyway. Don't be mean, Lu.]