Caspian the Tenth.

Just because I am born Telmarine -- Does not make me so. I fight with the Narnians, for they know what is right. [Independent RP blog for the Narnia fandom. Multiverse, Multiship and Multifandom. WILL be NSFW. Character and Writer are of age. Face-Claim is Ben Barnes. Pictures and GIFs are not mine unless specified.]

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Sweeter than Candy.

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theonetruekingofnarnia:

“Caspian,”  He greets in return, dropping into a bow.  Even with Aslan being the True King.  Caspian was still royalty and deserved the same treatment, even from Aslan.  He returns to his full height, offering a warm smile towards the Telmarian.  Slowly and subtly, the magic is beginning to settle around Aslan.

For the most part, Caspian has gotten used to the respect -- Though it still threw him off now and again when Aslan did it. The smile is still on his face as he watches the Lion. "How are you?" He asks softly, tongue running along his lower lip.

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Sweeter than Candy.

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theonetruekingofnarnia:

It was hedging on Late Spring in Narnia, everything was in bloom.  He was dressed in lighter robes of his regal status and the color always seemed to suit him.  He’s standing just beyond the entrance to the Private Garden, hands clasped behind his back – a smile on his face as he hears Caspian approach.

Caspian can't stop the smile that works across his face when he catches sight of the True King. He runs a hand through his hair, pushing some of it out of his face as he stops in front of the Lion. "Aslan," He greets warmly.

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Sweeter than Candy.

Caspian always felt a pull to Aslan -- What with how close to one another they were. But today it seemed moreso than usual. He shifted his weight slightly, wetting his lower lip. Dismissing himself from the Hall, he meandered outside to the Private Garden he and Aslan often spent time in.

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MA. Sweet and Delectable. YOU pick who, but it's for 4 hours.

Sweet and Delectable: For the next 4 hours Aslan (y/y kelly?) wants to taste you (NOT in a zombie-way you wierdo!) and lick you all over. The more they do the more aroused the both of you get! (Other person must agree for this to happen)

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Sexual M!A list

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pineapplejules:

Flesh: Muse is horny and wants to have rough sex(ex.being thrown against a wall and bitten)(Anon chooses time)

S & M: Muse wants to have S & M sex (Anon decides if Muse is S or M and with who)

Ten Long Years of Yearning : Muse wants something (anon specified) from another and becomes extremely manipulative to get it

Hurricane: Muse is a patriotic prostitute! (Anon decides duration)

Bare: Muse is nude for (anon chooses how long) is not able to cover self, with anything.

Dirty mind: Muse will have inappropriate thoughts for (Anon decides duration)

The Internet Is For Porn: You dirty little minx~ Suddenly, muse is fueled by a burning desire to consume any and all pornographic material they can find.

I’m Not Wearing Underwear Today: Sexy and you know it! Muse wears as little clothing as they can get away with, and boy are they having fun.

Meat Eater: Some people might find this disturbing but others might find this very kinky. For the next (anons specifies) you and (anon specifies who) have the immense urge to playfully bite each other. (Other person must agree for this to happen)

Broke: Muse needs cash right away and will do anything for money

Sweet and Delectable: For the next (anon specifies) (anon specifies who) wants to taste you (NOT in a zombie-way you wierdo!) and lick you all over. The more they do the more aroused the both of you get! (Other person must agree for this to happen)

Fancy Red: For the next (anon specifies) you are full of lust whenever you see the color red. The longer you look at the color and the more often you see it-the stronger the feeling grows.

Bad: Muse becomes a “bad boy/girl” for (Anon decides duration)

Pretty Please: My Character must grant favours of anyone who asks. So long as they say please. (Anon decides duration)

Leather Panties and Stockings: Muse is forced to dress up in a very sexual manner for a specified amount of time, becoming extremely horny as a result.

Bang! Bang! : Muse is into gunplay and gets aroused every time they see/hear/come across a firearm. (Anon decides duration)

Blind Date: Anon gets to be a match maker. It must be someone Muse hasn’t spoken with before.

Exhibitionism: The muse will want to have sex in very public places for  (Anon decides duration)

Bloodplay: The muse will have an unhealthy obsession with being hurt and caused to bleed. They will beg to be hurt and go into a perpetual state of arousal at the mere sight of blood. The only way to break the spell is through having a very, very rough session of sex.

Under Pressure: Muse is under severe stress for (Anon decides duration), or until they are sexually relieved

Use Me: You have to abide to anyone that says your name, followed by a command. Lasts for (Anon decides duration)

Dream: Muse will have a wet Dream about the next muse on their Dash

Break you hard: Muse sex drive is through the roof and keep throwing themselves at everyone.

Touch: Everyone you touch is under your command and at your disposal for the next (Anon decides duration). Use it well.

Dick in a Box: Character has the unknown desire to flash everyone their lower extremities for (Anon decides duration).

Command: Muse has to take commands by the next _______ people in their ask (Anon specifies)

I Touch Myself: Muse will have the urge to masturbate every time they see _____ (Anon specifies)

Right Here, Right Now: Muse is so horny they have no time to waste. They want you right there and then, no matter where you are.

Have a ball: For the next (x) hours, your muse is ballgagged and cannot talk

Horndog: Your muse gets irrepressably horny every time someone says their name for the next (x) hours

Doctor’s Orders: Your muse has a medical fetish and is turned on by doctors, nurses, etc for the next (x) hours

When in Rome: Your muse desperately wants to have a huge orgy. (Anon decides how many people, and the conditions for release from the M!A)

Dominus: Your muse becomes incredibly dominant/sadistic for the next (x) hours (Anon decides towards what character)

Lace, Leather, and Latex: For the next (x) hours, your muse wears nothing but fetish gear.

Frustration: The muse has a desperate need for relief for (anon decides) but no matter what they do it just won’t come without a little help from a friend. A person friend, not a plastic friend.

Like A Virgin: Muse has never had sex and while reluctant at first is curious and soon gets turned on so much they’d do anything.

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theonetruekingofnarnia:

His fingers clenched a little tighter – a low and shaky breath escapes the True King.  A tremble wrenches down his spine.  “Caspian…”  It’s a tender whisper past his lips, aching with the need to have the young King even closer.  That deep ache stirring even more sharply as he remains in Caspian’s arms.

A small smile toyed at the corners of Caspian's lips as his dark eyes lifted to find Aslan's. He leaned in, forehead pressing against the Lion's. "Vero, mea Leonis?" [Yes, my Lion?]

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theonetruekingofnarnia:

Eyes fluttering shut, he pressed his own head into Caspian’s shoulder – letting out a soft breath and taking in the scent that had long become “home” to the True King.  His fingers flexed and clenched slightly against Caspian’s frame.  He really didn’t need to say how much he missed the younger King, it should be obvious by this action alone.  

The Telmarine-turned-Narnian didn't realize quite how much he'd truly ached to be near Aslan until he had the Lion in his arms. Caspian turned his head slightly, letting his nose brush up along the True King's jaw in a chaste and rather tender motion.

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theonetruekingofnarnia:

Time seemed to almost stop between his words and then Caspian’s – as if he was waiting on baited breath to hear something, anything from the young King.  Even if – worst of the worst – Caspian no longer felt as he once did about Aslan.  While that would sting something fierce, it would at least be a response.  Though it would be evident that it would upset Aslan greatly if those words passed Caspian’s lips.  He moves once more, his arms wrapping around the young King and pulling him into a long-needed hug.  

The young King let out a breath that he hadn't been aware he was holding, unable to stop the smile that worked across his face. He wrapped his arms around Aslan's frame in return -- Tucking his nose in against the Lion's shoulder as his fingers curled gently into the shirt that the True King wore.

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theonetruekingofnarnia:

Aslan was feeling a similar ache in his own chest – he’d always missed Caspian – but now that he was face-to-face with the young King, it was that much worse.  It took a sharp pivot and was making it difficult for the True King to breathe.  He took a moment, taking in a long breath before he stepped closer, only by a couple of pads. 

“I have missed you greatly.”

Caspian had always worn his emotions on his sleeve, though in his time of being King -- He'd become better at not only controlling them, but not letting people read him as easily. But with Aslan, he was almost always stripped raw -- Unable to hide himself from the True King, not that he'd want to.

"I've missed you, as well."

[samandriel]

Anybody who follows me in Boston, the Police Department also confirmed that they are looking into a possible threat at the JFK Library, if you’re in the area then you should clear out.

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theonetruekingofnarnia:

Aslan’s long tail flickered back and forth, the warm sun beaming down on his golden fur.  It made him look like liquid gold as he moved across the boulder.  A few animals had taken notice of him and of course, paid their respects.  To which he offered that lion smile and said nothing, but they knew the motions were appreciated.  Then his eyes fall to Caspian once more as he approached.  There was a pleased rumble from his chest, before he dipped out of sight. 

When the Great Lion reappears after a time, he was standing there in his human form – sweeping into a bow of his own, he stood straight once more with a smile across those features of his. 

“Hello Caspian.”

A softer sort of smile worked across the young King's face, as he folded his hands behind his back. Caspian's expression was softer than what it usually as he watched the Great Lion. There was still a slight ache in his chest, if only because of how long it'd been since he'd last laid eyes upon Aslan.

"It's quite a pleasure to see you. And a surprise, I must say."

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