MFB55: Bliss

The two kings continued to couple late into the night, resting only enough to regain their breath before joining their bodies again to slake what seemed an insatiable thirst for each other. Like fledgling birds who had taken to the air for the first time, they reveled in their new-found joys, exploring the depths and heights of pleasure and delighting to find how easily, naturally, and freely they could soar. When at last they landed, it was with the gentleness of falling snow, their heated skin fitting together as though they had never been born as two separate creatures. It was bliss, purer and more powerful than they had known was possible.

Of course between their sweat-slicked bodies and combined issue, the sheets on Peter’s great bed were stained and soaked beyond any attempt at concealment, but they had no thoughts to spare for it. Both of the brothers were consumed by their passion, giving it free rein at long last. Although Peter had declared his staunch preference for joining with Edmund while facing him, after a few bouts with his legs spread wide, Edmund protested that the soreness growing in his hips was detracting from his enjoyment of their union, so Peter agreed to mount him from behind as he braced on all fours. They discovered to their mutual surprise that they could still contort to face each other, even kiss over Edmund’s shoulder, with the added delight of Peter fondling his lover’s manhood to know firsthand how he was responding to his attentions. He waited until he felt Edmund tremble and shoot out his release, then allowed himself to follow suit. With deep groans of satisfaction they sank to the mattress, still united, to lie panting in sated conviviality.

Peter kissed Edmund’s shoulder while clutching him to his chest, marveling at how perfectly they fit together and how wondrously smooth and warm the younger boy’s skin was against his lips. Edmund sighed and leaned back against his love, turning to claim those lips with his own. Minutes slipped by unnoticed as they savoured the sweetness of mutual adoration.

“Oh, Ed,” Peter murmured, unable to form his feelings into words.

“Mmm… Peter,” Edmund whispered in return, knowing exactly what he meant. He twisted round to nuzzle his neck and lick at the freckles that he knew were there, even in the darkness. Peter laughed at the ticklish sensation, then retaliated by licking his brother’s cheek, wondering if it tasted so delectable because of his beauty or some other innate quality. They both were seized by a fit of giggles, subsiding into a comfortable silence in which Peter stroked Edmund’s stomach and was rewarded by happy whimpers that swirled around his own insides like a swarm of bees – much like how Edmund had described his love-sick nervousness, only in a pleasant way, as though the imagined insects were contentedly and busily working at making honey. Peter kissed Edmund’s forehead, thinking he would never have his fill of kissing his precious, most handsome lover.

“Ed… I’m so glad… you let me do this.”

“As am I!” Edmund declared. “It’s no less wonderful for me, I’m sure.”

“I can’t imagine ever doing this with someone else… let alone a girl,” Peter confessed.

“You needn’t, you know.” Edmund took Peter’s hands in his own, playing with his fingers while he looked deep into his eyes. “I’ll always be willing to do this with you… and I’d much rather you didn’t get married… even if she’s the nicest girl in all of Narnia.”

Peter slipped one hand out of Edmund’s grasp to card through his damp, curly hair. The High King was overawed to realise that his dearest wish had been granted – that Edmund loved him with as much strength of feeling as Peter loved him – and was speechless for a moment. When he finally did speak, it was with conviction and resolve.

“Well, then… that’s settled.” He moved closer to press a chaste kiss on his brother’s lips. “I shall never get married, Ed… for I could never love anyone else as much as I love you.”

Stunned, Edmund stared back at Peter, reading the surety there in his eyes.

“Oh, Peter!” he cried, disconnecting their bodies only to throw his arms about his lover. “You can’t possibly know… how happy you’ve made me!”

“I think I have a fair idea,” Peter replied with a smile curling his lips. They were soon smothered in another kiss, much deeper and more passionate than the previous ones, as the two young kings discovered just how much they could tell each other without the use of words. By the time they settled into a restful slumber, Edmund’s tears of happiness had been nuzzled dry by his now confirmed and unshakeable lover.

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The new dawn cast its first rays of golden light on the rumpled covers that Peter had managed to pull over Edmund and himself. They were a tangle of limbs, sticky and smelling of sweat and seed, but neither had slept so soundly before. The shrill notes of the dawn chorus, comprised mostly of male Wrens in the vicinity of Cair Paravel, woke Peter with the expectation of a glorious day. Finding Edmund nestled in his arms, his head pillowed on his chest, Peter was amazed anew to know that their coupling had not been a dream.

The evidence of their nocturnal activities was obvious, however, and removing it took priority over even the powerful physical desire to mate once more. Wrinkling his nose in distaste, Peter began to gingerly extract himself from his brother’s embrace, but Edmund woke and rubbed his eyes.

“Hey-ho! Is it morning already?” he yawned.

“I’m afraid so. And we must get cleaned up before everyone else is up. We’re a frightful mess,” Peter told him. Edmund’s grin was untroubled.

“I doubt we can wash the sheets on our own, but Mrs. Dumplesugar will understand. She knows all about ‘Man Cubs,’ after all.”

Peter sighed but could not help but agree – at least with the first statement. The sheets on his bed were far too large for them to hope to wash and dry on their own, even in the bathtub.

“Well, let’s at least get ourselves washed and… presentable,” he advised, hunting for his nightshirt which had been discarded on the floor sometime during their passionate lovemaking.

Edmund grimaced at the state of his own nightshirt but put it on for lack of other options, then demanded a quick kiss of Peter before padding back to his bedroom for a clean set of clothes. He joined his brother in the bathroom to use the cooled bathwater from the previous evening to wash, both of them shivering but glad to at least smell less odious. The chill of the water quashed any chance of their joining their bodies again soon, but Edmund persuaded Peter to join him in his smaller, still-clean bed for a few minutes to warm up. They snuggled under the light summer blanket, listening to birdsongs and simply enjoying their newfound closeness, until they heard the light clopping of Mr. Tumnus’ hoofs in the hall. While the Faun first went to rouse Peridan, the brothers exchanged a last, lingering kiss, then Peter returned to his own room to strip the sheets off his bed.

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The two kings approached Mrs. Dumplesugar after breakfast – Peter blushing crimson with embarrassment and Edmund struggling to look equally abashed, due to his now immeasurable happiness – and confessed that they had both been overcome by their carnal desires while Edmund had been visiting Peter in his room. Peter could not bring himself to admit that he had chosen to mate with his own brother, not knowing what the Narnian Beast might think of such a perversion and not wishing to find out. Posed with the problem of the dirty bedding, however, the kind Raccoon only heaved a sigh and placed her paws on her hips.

“Eh! No more than I should expect of Man Cubs at your age, I suppose. At least you kept it to one bed rather than soiling them both.” She waddled over to the linen cupboard and pulled out several thick, sturdy towels. “But if you wish to save me the hassle of washing those great sheets so often, you can set these out when you start to feel the yearning. They’re much easier to manage.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Dumplesugar,” Peter said with sincere gratitude. “We shall try to be more careful.”

“It wouldn’t be amiss to try to find yourselves some mates, either,” she pointed out. “I don’t know why you didn’t bring home one or two of the Daughters of Eve you met at Anvard.”

“Oh, golly, Mrs. Dumplesugar!” Edmund protested. “We’re much too young to be married yet!”

“Nonsense, my dear – if you’ve got the yearning, of course you’re ready to be married! What else is it for but to have cubs of your own?”

“I… I don’t think our kind is used to marrying quite so soon,” Peter explained. “We’re not yet grown up, you see. I’m only seventeen, and back home most chaps don’t marry until they’re at least two-and-twenty, after they’ve finished their schooling and all.”

“What? So you’ve near five more years of yearning without a mate?!” she cried out, aghast. “That’s unnatural, that is! And poor King Edmund must wait even longer?

“It won’t be so bad, truly, Mrs. Dumplesugar,” Edmund reassured her. “Now that we have these” – indicating the towels – “we won’t make such a mess all the time.”

“And you must remember that we can live a very long time,” Peter added. “Three-score years and ten, which is more than most Beasts, even in Narnia. So we must choose our mates with care.”

The Raccoon still looked astounded, her dark eyes opened wide in shock, but she threw up her paws in resignation.

“Well, then, you must do what’s wise and sensible, but if you’ll heed my advice – and mind you, I don’t say this for wanting less laundry, my dears – you ought not pass up any opportunities for meeting suitable Daughters of Eve. I say the sooner you find a good mate, the better, and the happier and healthier you’ll be.”

“Oh, I don’t doubt that, Mrs. Dumplesugar,” Edmund replied with a genuine smile. “I’m sure you’re right about it.”

“Yes, indeed,” Peter agreed, trying not to blush when his brother and lover turned that beautiful smile towards him. “I’m sure finding the right person to love is… the most wonderful thing in life.”

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That morning Sageion chose to instruct his young charges on the intricacies of the Narnian treaties with Calormen, and although Peridan found it interesting since he had lived in Archenland – which had its own treaties with the southern country and was more frequently visited by trading ships and caravans from there – Peter and Edmund could scarcely stifle their yawns as the Centaur droned on about the fair exchange of fruits for lumber and the current prices, in Calormene crescents, of various precious stones mined by the Moles and Dwarfs in Narnia. Peter managed to quell most of his yawns, but Edmund was forced to bury his nose in a book on Narnian history every so often as though he were looking up some reference in it. Both boys were glad and relieved when they finally broke for lunch.

Since the weather was mild and they had no appointments in the afternoon, the girls suggested a picnic in the meadow nearest the castle. The impromptu outing was quickly arranged, with each member carrying a share of the provisions. An added benefit to eating out of doors was that the Horses could come by and chat with them while munching on sweet grasses. The Centaurs were invited also but they politely declined; the two young kings’ difficulty in attending that morning had not gone unnoticed, and Sageion shrewdly judged it best to let them rest their minds and refresh their spirits for the remainder of the day.

After everyone had eaten his or her fill, it was very tempting to stretch out on the blankets and close one’s eyes, listening to the busy drone of the bees. Edmund fell asleep on the instant, leaving Peter to stare at his lissome, prone form. The very curve of his back sent thrills of desire through the High King, who suddenly realised that lying face-down was a good way to hide some embarrassing physical reactions. He followed suit and very soon started up a low, rumbling snore. The girls giggled and whispered so as to not wake their brothers, while Peridan asked Aristides and Phillip about the different wildflowers that were in bloom around them.

The music came to them so quietly at first, wafted on the breeze, that even keen-eared Mr. Tumnus did not notice it until it grew decidedly closer and louder.

“Pipes!” he breathed in delight when he caught a strain. “My cousins, the Satyrs, are out dancing!”

“And coming this way, it would seem,” Aristides remarked, flicking his ears forward the better to hear.

The two queens suggested that they go out to meet the dancers to prevent them from coming closer and waking their brothers, so the party left the sleeping kings in the care of Elsa the Panther, who preferred basking in the sun to dancing, and ventured into the woods in search of the musicians. They did not need to search long, for the Satyrs – about a dozen of them, though it was hard to count them as they whirled around in circles and figure eights – had chosen a grassy meadow near the edge of the Great Wood for their revelry. Mr. Tumnus flung himself into the dance at once, and before they quite knew how, the girls and Peridan were caught up in it as well. Even the Horses stamped their hoofs in time to the merry music, while Mrs. Hoppinger jumped around the outer circle and Mrs. Dumplesugar clapped her paws.

“What, friends, is the occasion?” Susan asked breathlessly during a slight lull.

“What occasion do we need to dance and make merry?” laughed one of the Satyrs. “It is summer, and a good harvest is sure to follow, and the wind is calling us to sing!”

“Although it is specially nice to have a full moon tonight,” added another.

Soon the troupe was joined by a handful of Dryads and the Naiad of a nearby spring, making the dance even more intricate. Peridan found himself paired with a young Satyr – judging from his beardless face and small, stubby horns – and was mesmerised by his nimble partner’s graceful movements and piercing, intense gaze. The Satyr, whose bare chest was thick and well-muscled, showed no signs of tiring even when Peridan grew winded, and his grip was strong as he guided the boy through complicated steps. When Peridan was forced to pull out of the circle to catch his breath, the Satyr followed.

“You are a Son of Adam, are you not?” the Satyr asked.

“Yes… I believe that is what you would call me,” Peridan replied, feeling a little shy. He had met many other Satyrs, even took swordfighting lessons from Apheridys, the Captain of the Royal Guard, but there was something slightly unnerving in the intent way this one was studying him.

“And yet you are not one of our kings, for I have met both of them.”

“I am Per – Sir Peridan, a Knight of Narnia and Squire to King Edmund.”

“Ah! I am pleased to make your acquaintance, Sir Peridan. And I am Scipio, a humble pipe-maker of Fairdell,” he said with a courteous bow. “Did you also come from the world of Spare Oom with the Royal Children?”

“Oh! No, I came from Archenland,” Peridan explained.

Scipio seemed genuinely interested in the southern country, having never traveled that far himself, so Peridan described what life was like in Anvard and how he had come to Narnia. Then Scipio told him how he lived not far from the castle along the banks of the River Rush, harvesting, drying, and carving reeds to form pipes of all sorts for himself and his neighbors. They sat down with their backs to a large oak tree while Per recounted the battle with the Harpy in the Western Woods and Scipio told of the hardships his people had suffered under the reign of the White Witch. All the while the dancing and music continued, making Peridan forget the passage of time. When Scipio placed his hand on Peridan’s where it lay on the ground, the boy was startled, and yet when he looked into his new friend’s shining eyes, he felt as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

“I believe, if I may be so bold,” Scipio began softly, “that as young as you are, you are no stranger to pleasure…”

Peridan flushed, his face turning red-hot, but managed to answer, “I am… not so young as I may seem. And… yes, I am familiar with the ways of Men.”

“Ah! But are you familiar with the ways of Satyrs?” Scipio asked with a teasing smile.

“Not at all,” Peridan replied, feeling a familiar flutter in his stomach that grew down into his nether regions. He thought the Satyr, for all his wildness, was very handsome, and the strength in the hand that held his own sent surges of heat throughout his body.

“Would you like me to show you… a more… intimate dance?” Scipio whispered.

“Oh! Yes,” Peridan said without hesitation, surprising himself with his audacity. There was no doubt in his mind as to what the Satyr was suggesting; the very thought of it made his male member grow in anticipation.

Scipio led him quietly out of the glade and into the woods. The two queens did not notice their departure since they were discussing with Mrs. Dumplesugar and Mrs. Hoppinger the feasibility of having dinner served in the glade, and the Horses had wandered back to see whether the two kings were awake from their slumber. Mr. Tumnus, of course, was still engrossed in the dance.

Coming to a dense thicket of underbrush, the Satyr found a way inside and pulled Peridan after him. In the private space within the vegetation, the boy learned firsthand that a Satyr’s manhood is always erect – always ready for use – though well hidden in his goaty fur. It was a good bit smaller than most Men’s, which made it easier to bury in the thick pelt and also made preparing Peridan’s receptacle for it a quick affair. Scipio had a jar with salve for this very purpose; one daub smeared around the entrance of his passage was all that was needed before the entire length of the Satyr’s sword slipped in, easily and comfortably, with his rough fur scratching the bared skin of Peridan’s bottom.

“Oh!” he gasped as the hot, pulsing member began stroking within his body. Peridan was on all fours, incapable of pleasuring his own shaft, so his lover now gladly took on that task while he grunted and rutted against the boy’s soft arse. When Peridan cried out, having had his pleasure spot stimulated by the rod within, Scipio aimed his thrusts to continue hitting the unseen bullseye. Before long Peridan was babbling a string of nonsense as Scipio drove him to the heights of ecstasy from both within and without, and after pressing himself hard into the Satyr’s sturdy hand a few times, the young knight shot his seed out in long, satisfying stripes on the ground.

His clenching body was a joy to the Satyr as well – Scipio released his own seed deep inside of the boy, then continued thrusting while the fluid dripped out of his lax opening like so much clotted cream. Realising, however, that his Human lover was spent, Scipio pulled out of him long enough to turn him gently over and lay him on his back. Wondering at the boy’s now limp and useless member, the Satyr lifted Peridan’s legs upon his arms before penetrating his welcoming orifice again.

“I would dance this dance all night,” Scipio declared fervently.

Peridan could only moan in delight as his lover stroked that perfect spot inside of him, over and over.

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  1. GODS I FREAKED OUT WHEN YOU UPDATED but ugh this chapter is truly special and beautiful (as always). I just recently joined the fandom, and out of all the fics I’ve read, yours is my ultimate fave. And just my luck, you updated ten minutes ago. I love you, seriously.

    Thank you, and cheers to more chapters! 🙂

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    • LOL but thank you so much! I hope you continue to enjoy the rest of the story!! 😀

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      • Areana

         /  2017/08/29

        OMG!!!!!😍 dude I just love this!❤👑👑 love this story so sooo bad!!!!!!!👌👌👌 please continue!👏👏 i can’t wait.. i just caaaaaaan’t!!!!

      • Awww, thank you so much! My muse has been taking a long vacation, but I’ll try to tempt her to come home soon! ❤

  2. Gillie

     /  2015/07/19

    I am SO SO SO! happy that you’ve updated a new chapter! I was stating to think you’d forgotten us 😦 and it looks like Peter and Edmund had a good night 😉 they’ll have to get used to ‘the morning after the night before’ lol. So did they do everything? Rimming, bj, etc? Or was it just sex? Either way, it was hot! I love how oblivious their sister are haha- and Per WOW. Get in there :p such a good chapter though Thea! ❤

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    • I’m glad you liked it! 😀 I thought I’d been pretty explicit… they *only* had “just sex” for now. The girls will catch on soon enough. I wanted Per to have a hot boyfriend too! 😉 Hope you like the rest, once I get around to writing it. 🙂

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      • I was searching what “rimming” meant, and I found this jewel:

        What can I say. My mind can absolutely imagine that the blonde man is Peter and the brunete Edmund. Plus, I just read a SeeCee fic related somewhat to this and…

      • WHEW! :::FANNING SELF::: Now that is a jewel!!! XD

  3. StackofStories

     /  2015/07/19

    I woke to having an update for this MFB at 7:00 am and I couldn’t contain my excitement. After reading the newest update, I was compelled to go back and re-read this fic from start to finish. Once again, I found myself falling in love with this story all over again. These dorky dorks struggling with their more-than-obvious feelings. *sigh*

    Edmund is like the sweetest sweet-pea; how innocent and naive he is at one moment and how mature he is at the next. I swear I rolled my eyes more times than I can count with his questions and his reasoning to pursue his brother. He is also a tenacious little thing, a bit devious too. And Peter. Ohohoho! That boy! He is helplessly wrapped around his brother’s little finger; Edmund merely has to tell him “Jump!” and Peter will ask, “how high!”
    Per — I feel for him, he’s the sweetest and really the kindest for having to put with all this with his usual smile and acceptance.

    I wonder what the girls, Aslan, and King Lune (if he reappears) would have to say to this new development. While I can guess that Lucy would be okay such a relationship just because a good chunk of her life has been spent in Narnia (what is she like 10, and the war was 3 years ago? A third is a big bite); what would Susan say… I couldn’t imagine she’d be so forgiving/understanding. I daresay she might think Peter was taking advantage of Edmund! Aslan could go both ways tbh, but he has Lucy’s kindness, so I’m inclined to think he’d be okay with if not with a few choice words of the type of reception and potential dangers that their relationship possess.

    OOOH, I love your Middle English/Shakespearian language that you use. It’s hilarious whenever King Lune opens his mouth with the “thine” and “thy”, and he goes on and on to say something so simple unlike today’s language. I notice that the siblings don’t do it as much, I’m guessing it’s because of their upbringing.

    And my favorite chapter was when they finally kissed after their steamy frottage/dry-humping session. I’m a sucker like that.

    Look at me, I am rambling. I really love this story that you have here and all the characters in it. I haven’t read the Chronicles since like 4th grade (8 or so years ago), but I feel like you have captured the exact air to it so I must commend you for that.

    Update whenever.

    *the smut was A+ was well*

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    • Thank you so much for your long and thoughtful review! I’m so glad that you think I’ve captured the original air of the stories. 😀

      Yes, Edmund is a bit unscrupulous when he’s out to get what he wants… good thing Peter wants him just as much!! XD And I wanted to make sure Per got a hot boyfriend and a happy future, too, since he’s been so helpful to the brothers. I think you’ve nailed the girls’ responses, and they’re bound to find out sooner or later. Yes, Aslan makes another appearance… but I’m going to make you wait and see what he says. (I’m evil that way!) King Lune will also re-appear at least once more. It’s very tricky to get the Middle English just right, so I’m glad you like it! By the end of the kids’ stay in Narnia (the first time), they’re all talking more like him, too, but not quite yet (thank goodness!).

      Glad you approve of the smut as well!! XD There shall be more in the future… and also more angst… (I did tell you I was evil!) I hope to update sooner next time, but it seems like I keep saying that. *sigh* I shouldn’t have started out with such long chapters…

      Thank you again for re-reading this entire thing!! I just LOVE long reviews!! 😀

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  4. I really love this story..ugh…This ..well how I can told you..ok .This is Just beautiful XD
    I like how you writing and imagine the romance,complicated and adventure(I very like when edmund fighting his enemy or monster) you combine all of that one story and wow !

    (Sorry if I have mistake in my word,I’M not english and still learning this langue)

    and can’t wait for the next chapter..Ganbate XD

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    • Thank you so much! I don’t have a lot of adventure scenes in this story but I’m glad you like the one I did put in! 😀

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  5. Letitgo

     /  2015/08/16

    Eek this is amazing! Their relationship is just…wow! The painful and angsty buildup was wonderful and their sex was so worth waiting for! Let’s hope Edmund doesn’t have to sit down tomorrow LOL. I love your story and hope for more sexy updates soon! ❤

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  6. JanuaryRose

     /  2015/08/20

    I just check to see if there was a new post and there was. OMG it was so great. Thanks.

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  7. LRH

     /  2015/09/01

    Ohmygod I just wow.
    I mean I actually adore this story so so so so much!
    Romance/hurt/comfort is precisely what gives me life and your story is beautifully exquisite in that regard. The language and background knowledge put in is extensive and well thought out and it just all comes together to make the most delightful read… I legitimately cannot wait for the next update and would just like to make a slight for request for routine updates, if possible?
    You are amazing and please please don’t stop writing this… I love it way too much for you to give it up now, so please don’t?
    Looking forward to the next update, and maybe more cuddling in Peter’s lap ?
    Much love xxxxxx

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    • Thank you so much!!! 😀
      I’m hoping to update this more regularly now, although “regularly” for me is probably not quick enough for my dear readers… >.<
      YES to cuddling, though! 😀

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  8. Kary

     /  2015/09/14

    Hi!
    thanks, thanks, thanks !!!! I am sooo happy! really it made my day, week, month and year to see you have taken up the fic! I love you!
    you’re great!
    Please do not absent again! I will die if you go XD …. yea I know, too dramatic!
    now if I’m going to read, because only saw ta publication and excited me so much (it’s obvious), I had to write!
    I told you that I love you? hehe
    See you!
    Bye!

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  9. Mikhaela

     /  2015/09/26

    No, wait, what happened to Pedmund post-coital morning-after fluff omg I live for them now!
    And srsly, nobody writes smut like you do, tenting the boxers and wetting the panties.
    Now every time I watch Narnia all I will think of is when will Peter and Edmund kiss

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    • LOL – I’ll try to get more fluff in this soon! 😉
      Thank you so much. I’m glad the smut is working!! XD
      Yeah that hug at the end of the first movie is oolala! Not to mention when they get back to Narnia in the second movie and the moment they find the Sea, Ed turns to see Peter’s reaction… 😀

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  10. JanuaryRose

     /  2015/10/30

    Love the update. Thank you. 🙂

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  11. Orchid

     /  2016/01/05

    Is this fic dead? Because that would be a shame. I only just found it and I quite enjoyed reading it.

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    • No, it’s not dead! Although there are days when I feel like it… 😛
      Thank you very much for reading! I’m glad you like it. 🙂

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  12. Kitsune

     /  2016/03/14

    Oh my gosh! I literally love this! Update when you can love

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  13. Rebecca

     /  2016/03/21

    Hi, I want to to know if I can translate your story? I’m totally gonna give you the credits and everything! Thank you.

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    • Hi, Rebecca! I’m sorry I didn’t see your question until today — I don’t know why it didn’t show up in my comments notices. 😥
      What language did you want to translate it into? Please feel free to email me directly.

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  14. Jaye-Bii

     /  2016/03/22

    OMG yes!!! Binge-read this story in two days and I looooveee it :~). This story is so wonderful. You did a great job and I can’t wait for more.

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  15. They Call Me Circe

     /  2016/05/18

    Please, continue! I can’t wait! This story is the best… Really I can’t wait! Edmund and Peter are totally perfect for each other!

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  16. D

     /  2016/05/22

    This should be the end of the story… They’re together and happy!

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  17. D

     /  2016/05/22

    Thank you for this sweet moment between Edmund and Peter! >////< Really I couldn't endure a hiatus with Ed and Peter separated! T////T (Ah! And I am Madame L'Ennui in fanfiction.net! :3) I really love this story!. ^O^

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    • Oh, HAI! XD I know, I couldn’t leave everybody wondering, although I’d had several *long pauses* before I got to this point…
      Right now I’m working like crazy but I hope things slow down this summer!

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  18. ♥♥♥

     /  2016/06/14

    When Edmund and Peter die in The Last Battle, they’re together, of course. But in the New Narnia/Heaven, they will be lovers? You know, in Narnia/Heaven this is a ‘hard’ question. Please, tell me that these two will be lovers forever… Even if Aslan is angry!. There will be a happy end… and, above all, ‘ROMANTIC’? You said that really will be a happy end… But we all know that Edmund and Peter died together; this is a kind of happy end, of course, but… I want to know if they end as lovers, not simply like brothers at heaven!. Your story is even better than Lewis!!.

    PS: Write more about Scipio and Per, please! They’re so cute (and sexy) toghether!

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    • Well, they’ll be lovers in Narnia and our world when they die, so in that sense it’ll be a happy end. In Heaven, though, I don’t know if it’ll make any difference, since they’ll love perfectly (so whether they were platonic or romantic, their love will be perfect and complete then). Does that answer your question? In my mind they’ll be on a higher plane of existence then, so I wouldn’t expect sexuality to play a part. But their bond will be very real, of course!
      Aww, thanks! Okay, I’ll keep our cute side-kick couple in the picture. 😉

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  19. Ellieandra

     /  2016/07/22

    This story is amazing. It is a real “page turner”…. just like the Narnia series all those years ago when I was but a child. Oh, and hot. That last chapter… I mean, Phew. I cannot wait to read more! 15 stars out of 10 (plus any and all dotted across our protagonist’ bodies).

    Reply
    • Awww, thank you! Sorry I haven’t updated in so long… :p Hope you like the rest (once I get around to writing it)!

      Reply
  20. Owen Grady

     /  2016/07/27

    First things first, this is literally one of the works that I have ever read. It is riveting and inspiring and ugh, I love it! That being said, if you do not continue this masterpiece I will personally hunt you down and force you to. They are my OTP and I need this story more than I need air in my lungs. I love it so so much!

    Reply
    • Thank you! I think… I do need to get back to this, don’t I? But in the meantime, please imagine them being deliriously happy! 🙂

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  21. I’m so incredibly happy for Peter and Edmund, truly!
    And oh gosh, the satyrs!
    Yes, I always wonder if that part of their mythical nature would ever be addressed…
    Seems like Per is in for a looong run, isn’t he?

    Reply
    • 😀
      I’ve had to put this story on the back burner for quite a while, but I wanted to at least have them united as a couple.
      Heehee, yes! Per has finally found someone. 😉

      Reply
  22. Alexandra

     /  2016/09/04

    I would probably legitimately keel over if you updated this. My Fair Brother is my favorite fanfiction of all time, and I’ve read a LOT of fanfiction.

    Reply
    • Oh, wow! Thank you so much! I don’t want you to keel over so maybe I shouldn’t update for a while yet? 😉

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  23. Delia

     /  2016/10/12

    “It’s been a year”, as Peter said about Aslan. And it’s been over a year since this beautiful and intriguing fanfiction was updated 😥 😥 Please please update soon! Sending you lots of love for this amazing and sexy fic

    Reply
    • Awww, gosh, has it been that long?! :::hides under blanket fort:::
      I’m so sorry! I’m working on another story right now (for Star Trek) but at least I’ve gotten my writing mojo back.
      I hope my muse will direct me to write more of this soon!
      Thank you so much for hanging in there! :::HUGS:::

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  24. Ed+Pete

     /  2017/01/27

    Oh wow, please update soon! Also can you please please please have some Edmund hurt/comfort I really would love to see him getting some attention from Peter because of something angsty.

    Reply
    • I’m so sorry I’ve left this alone for so long! >.<
      I don't have any plans for Edmund getting hurt, but there will be plenty of angst in the future (sorry…).
      Thank you so much for reading this!

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  25. I’m very happy to find this fic … it’s so hard to read about this ship that it was such a blessing! It was so distressing to read about Peter’s anguish! Cut my heart, really, even more with Edmund giving him and he, poor thing, so wrapped around the brother’s finger that could not do anything! But in compensation I was soooo happy when they finally joined, with the discovery that they both loved each other !!
    I really hope you continue, it would make me very happy to know what happened next.
    And their first time! It’s written so beautifully and it’s just amazing.

    Reply
    • Aww, thank you so much! I guess forbidden love is my thing…. ^_^;
      They do really love each other and will try to stay together no matter what.
      I’m sorry I haven’t been writing this for so long!
      I did just see the “Prince Caspian” movie the other day, but it made me so mad — they changed it so much from the book and it was SO unfair to Peter! So for my story, I will definitely go “by the book.”
      Thank you again! Hope you will come back to read the continuation when I finally write it. 😉

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  26. Molly

     /  2017/04/08

    I have completely fallen in love with this story but upon realizing that the last update was 2 years ago is it safe to say that there won’t be an update any time soon? 😦

    It really is a shame. It’s such a great read and I’ve loved every chapter so far. I’ve been completely obsessed with this story since I discovered it. I even ended up rewatching all the movies and I’m planning on taking the books.

    As much as I would love to continue reading this wonderful fanfic I guess I should give up seeing that it hasn’t been updated in so long. 😦

    Reply
    • I’m sooo sorry! Has it been 2 years already? Ugh… I fell into a slump when my meds caused depression, although I’m finally coming out of it (switched meds). I do hope to add more chapters to this story but I honestly can’t say when that might be. Please wish me luck, that my muse will cooperate! I’m glad you liked it so far — enjoy rereading the books!!! 😀

      Reply
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