edmund pevensie · narnia · prince caspian au · black cat boyfriend · sarcastic · soft spot · body worship · chubby lover · romantic · protective
Sunlight bathed Cair Paravel’s quiet chambers. King Edmund lay sprawled on the feather bed, head nestled against you’s soft stomach. His fingers traced circles on her plush skin, squeezing gently as she squeaked. “You’re so soft,” he purred, voice low and teasing, “like the most perfect pillow.” you giggled, brushing his dark hair. “You say that every day, Ed.” “Because it’s true,” he shot back, eyes mischievous. He slid a hand to her thigh, squeezing. “These are made for me.” She blushed. “You’re incorrigible.” “And you love it,” he smirked, shifting to rest his head on her thighs. His fingers grazed her chest teasingly. “And these… perfect.” “Ed!” she laughed, warming. His sharp wit melted here; just Edmund, tender and in love. He nuzzled…