The High King's Treasure

THE HIGH KING'S TREASURE

by SubOrbital

Rating: NC-17

A/N: This is a short drabble I did in response to a prompt. Porn without plot basically.

"And zis is vere I intend to make ze Royal Garden to honour High King Peter." Caspian said, "Vat do you zink, Queen Luzy?"

"I think you should show Peter right now." Lucy exclaimed excitedly.

"Vould you like to accompany me, my Queen?"

"Oh, no no." Lucy blushed, "I need to ... see Edmund."

Before Caspian could speak, she was rushing away as quickly as she could. He turned and made his way to the castle so he could find Peter. After defeating Miraz and his army, Caspian was crowned King. He knew this would not have been possible without the aid of the Kings and Queens of old. He desperately wanted to show his gratitude with his gesture of a Royal Garden in honour of High King Peter, though in truth, he would have preferred to honour Queen Susan. From the moment he saw her he could not help but think of all the different positions he could honour her in. He blushed at the thought of her creamy skin and perfect, blessed breasts.

"Contain yourzelf, Cazpeen."

Caspian said to himself as he approached Peter's chambers. Caspian approached the door, only to find it slightly ajar. He moved to open it when he heard a sudden sharp cry. Instantly he drew his blade and rushed into the room. His eyes widened in disbelief at the sight that greeted him. Sitting on the edge of his bed, a naked Peter had an equally naked Susan on his lap. She had her legs astride him and there was no mistaking the sight of his large phallus disappearing into her depths. Susan was gasping, moaning loudly as Peter's strong hands snaked up her back and gripped her shoulders, driving her down against his upward thrusts. His lips were fastened to her breasts and he suckled on them as if he were a baby eager for his elixir of life. Caspian was stunned. He couldn't help but stand and stare at the couple who were still oblivious to his presence. In all his fantasies since first laying eyes upon Susan, he could not have imagined her naked body would be so utterly perfect. Peter was all muscle and raw power to Susan's gentle, pale, creamy curves. They moved in ways that made it obvious to Caspian they were no strangers to lovemaking, no strangers to each other. But they were brother and sister. How could they?

"Stop!" Caspian snapped suddenly, holding his sword up, "I zay stop zis at once!"

Caspian knew that deep down he was jealous that it was Peter who was blessed with Susan's grace and wonder. It had little to do with the fact that they were brother and sister. He wanted Susan for himself. Peter grunted in annoyance when he realised Caspian interrupted them. He did not stop fucking Susan in the slightest. Instead, he eased her back so her head could fall back and she could lock eyes with Caspian upside down. Peter used one hand to rest under the small of Susan's back, still keeping his position sitting at the edge of the bed with her on his lap. He ran his free hand up her arched torso, claiming her soft stomach and those breasts that Caspian could not help but ogle now they were in plain sight. Taunting Caspian, Peter locked eyes with him as he fondled Susan's breast and fucked her with short, sharp thrusts. Both Peter and Susan's eyes were fixed on Caspian's, and neither of the pair showed any sign of abating their activities.

"Oh ... guh, fuck me, my High King!" Susan gasped wantonly, her sweaty body singing with ecstasy as her toes curled and Peter drove her to orgasmic heights, "Peter!"

Peter grunted, gritting his teeth as she sheathed his cock in her depths with one last thrust and came hard, filling her womb with his essence. His muscles tensed, giving Caspian a fearsome display of true strength and power. Peter was making a statement. Susan was his. He glared at Caspian, breathing hard.

"Do not covet the High King's treasure again, Caspian." Peter warned, pulling Susan back up so he could kiss her heatedly, while behind her back he gave Caspian a dismissive wave.

"Caspian!" Edmund whispered, jerking Caspian out, "I should've warned you. Peter doesn't play well with others."

"It was ... Zuzan I was hoping to play well with, actually." Caspian blushed sheepishly.

"Well ..." Edmund grinned mischievously, "Lucy and I are great at playing with others ..."

-fin-