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caspiansluts · 11 months
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Adding to this thread yet again, hypothetically speaking of course...how do we feel about Caspian speaking some Spanish in the heat of the moment 😳
Can't stop thinking about his accent in the second movie and how we were robbed off it in dawn treader (is that a hot take?)
i dont know if you take requests but, look
prince caspian and, idk maybe the person he like and she likes him too, and they're having a dinner a day before he gets crowned a king. and after they eat and everything, they talk and Caspian confesses somehow blah blah blah, and they end up doing it on the dining table, breaking all the plates and in front of the maids and guards in the room (bridgerton inspired xd)
also had this idea because of a dream and i cant stop thinking about it and i love you work and I'd probably die if you did something like this
...girl...I'll tag you when I'm done...
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caspiansluts · 11 months
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I'm literally mid writing this and I'm getting shy because there's more angsty dialogue than I usually go for cos I'm deathly afraid of writing actual plot instead of just porn but uh....I hope you enjoy when I'm done 🥺
i dont know if you take requests but, look
prince caspian and, idk maybe the person he like and she likes him too, and they're having a dinner a day before he gets crowned a king. and after they eat and everything, they talk and Caspian confesses somehow blah blah blah, and they end up doing it on the dining table, breaking all the plates and in front of the maids and guards in the room (bridgerton inspired xd)
also had this idea because of a dream and i cant stop thinking about it and i love you work and I'd probably die if you did something like this
...girl...I'll tag you when I'm done...
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caspiansluts · 11 months
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i dont know if you take requests but, look
prince caspian and, idk maybe the person he like and she likes him too, and they're having a dinner a day before he gets crowned a king. and after they eat and everything, they talk and Caspian confesses somehow blah blah blah, and they end up doing it on the dining table, breaking all the plates and in front of the maids and guards in the room (bridgerton inspired xd)
also had this idea because of a dream and i cant stop thinking about it and i love you work and I'd probably die if you did something like this
...girl...I'll tag you when I'm done...
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caspiansluts · 1 year
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I....have the most perverse idea that would serve as an extended version of this and I can't stop thinking about it so uhhhh enjoy the fuckery that will be part two in a few days
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caspiansluts · 1 year
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Can you write a Caspian smut? I don’t even care what it’s about lmao. Just dominant Caspian.
If you don’t then that’s fine...I’ll just simply perish like the hamster I had when I was 9
See my recent post lovely! ❤️❤️
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caspiansluts · 1 year
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Bound
Hello darlings.
Anyone who has been with me for a while knows this dance by now. I post, I disappear for two years, I apologise profusely, and the cycle continues. So let's just all pretend that I'm not a terrible excuse for a blogger and enjoy some mindless delicious Caspian porn, yeah?
Warnings: smut (duh), use of restraints, derogatory language, daddy/sir language, one small instance of faceslapping if that's not your jam. Ben Barnes is also a warning because dear god.
My stomach was tied in knots, goose bumps prickling all over my body as Caspian finished tightening the restraints around my wrists. He had blindfolded me this time, and it somehow made it even more exciting, bound spread eagled to the bed, completely helpless and unable to predict what he was going to do to me next.
“There we go,” he said softly. He trailed his hand down my stomach, making me squirm. “My pretty little slut is all ready to be used.”
“Yes sir,” I replied, biting my lip. We liked using restraints but he had never tied my legs apart like this before. I was aching already, and I knew that it wouldn’t take much teasing to break me tonight. “Want you to ruin me.”
He made a light tsking sound. “Patience,” he chastised. I could feel him shifting around on the bed, and then his hands sliding up the inside of my thighs as he settled between my legs. I trembled. “Just lie there and let me play with you for a bit.” I felt him leaning over me and his breath was hot against my neck, his fingertips teasing between my thighs but never high enough, never touching my pussy no matter how much I tried to wiggle my hips closer. “Sensitive, aren’t we?” He sounded amused. “And I’ve barely even touched you.”
“Yes sir,” I whimpered. His hands left my thighs and ran up my sides. Unexpectedly, his mouth closed around one of my nipples, and I moaned as he sucked on it. Caspian knew how sensitive my nipples were, knew that every time he sucked and licked at them it felt as though he was playing with my pussy at the same time, and I could feel him smiling against me as I arched my back. He pinched my left nipple with his other hand.
“Please, I need you to fuck me,” I gasped.
“That didn’t take long did it? My needy little slut. Daddy’s not ready to fuck you just yet.” He began to suck on my other nipple. I bit my lip and tried not to squirm so much but I couldn’t help it, I was throbbing and aching and desperate for him to fuck me, to touch me, anything so long as he would stop teasing my nipples. And then one hand was between my legs, spreading my lips, and my nipple fell from his mouth as he inhaled sharply. “Oh my god,” he murmured. “You’re dripping. You really are a little whore, aren’t you?” He gave me a rough smack on the cheek when I didn’t reply. “I asked you a question, slut.”
“Yes sir, I’m your whore,” I gasped. My pussy was throbbing.
“Good girl,” his fingers dipped down and pressed against my entrance. “So wet. I bet you’re desperate for my cock, aren’t you?”
“Please, I need your cock, need you inside me,” I begged.
He started rubbing gentle circles around my clit and I bit my lip, desperate, aching, tingling, and unable to move, completely at his mercy. “Yeah? You want me to fill you up with my cock and fuck you senseless? Make you my little braindead cumslut?” He carried on playing with my pussy, effortlessly finding my sweet spot, driving me insane with quick firm circles around my clit whilst all I could do was moan and squirm, unable to stop him because it was too much and too fast and I was too sensitive but fuck, I was already getting close and it felt so good…
And then when I was on the verge of cumming, I suddenly felt his hand wrap around my throat, squeezing just a bit too tight, and he growled in my ear. “Remember to ask permission.”
“Please, daddy, please let me cum,” I moaned desperately.
“Not yet.” His fingers never stopped rubbing my clit.
“Daddy,” I cried. “Please, please let me cum, I’ll be so good I promise, just please let me cum!”
“Okay baby, you can cum,” he pressed just slightly harder on my clit, and I came almost instantly, the wave crashing over me and sending electric through my veins, cunt spasming uncontrollably and hips rising up off the bed, crying out in pleasure and pain as he continued toying with me and coaxing me through my orgasm, murmuring “There we go, there’s a good girl,” all the while. When I had finished coming down, he pressed a kiss to my temple through the blind fold.
“Thank you daddy,” I smiled, and when he replied I could hear the smile in his voice too.
“You’re welcome baby. Guess what?”
“Hm?”
“Daddy’s gonna fuck you now.”
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caspiansluts · 2 years
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guys I'm so tempted to just post the threesome smut in my drafts then disappear for another year it would be very on brand for me
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caspiansluts · 3 years
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caspiansluts · 3 years
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my thoughts got away from me
not a fic. Just got to thinking about someone who used to mean a lot to me, and all that we shared. I don’t think I’ll ever be over him but that’s okay. He’ll come back to me. Anyway just thought I’d share....
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“I don’t smoke anymore,” he tells me. “Well, I do,” he holds up a cigarette to my lips and I take a drag. “But only the occasional one now and then if I’m out. And seeing you is special, so I thought we’d share one like we used to.”
My heart is pounding in my chest as he looks at me with those dark eyes of his, because god, I’ve missed him. I smile so wide it hurts but I don’t even feel embarrassed because he smiles back and tells me how beautiful I am. “I’m really glad you quit,” I smirk, exhaling smoke, the irony not lost on me. “I worried about you before. And the influence you had on me.”
“You’re saying I’m a bad influence?” he teases. “Says you.”
“What do you mean?” I pout, playing along. He leans in and I can feel his breath on my neck, goose bumps rising on my skin and a delicious shiver going down my spine. My eyes half close as he says:
“You’re a needy little slut and I’m convinced you were sent to ruin me.”
I bite my lip and smile saucily. “I can be good if you want me to.”
He looks me up and down, a smile tugging at his lips, eyes blown with lust, but there’s affection there too – he’s fallen for me, and I can read it on his face plain as day. It makes my stomach do flips and internally I’m singing because I knew it was meant to be and he’s mine, as I am is. “You couldn’t be good even if you tried.”
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caspiansluts · 3 years
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*sweeps all of my AU ideas under the rug* why must I be called out this way?
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caspiansluts · 3 years
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Is It Wrong? (teaser)
I’ve had a few requests lately but because I’m terrible at running a blog, I decided to write something that is just pure wish fulfilment for me. So uhhh, my bad I guess.
This is a little bit different however - I haven’t decided which Pevensie boy to make this about! So I’ll leave it up to a bit of a vote! Would we rather have Professor Peter, or Professor Edmund? ;)
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“Fuck!”
I hissed in pain as the wooden block slipped through my fingers.
“Is everything alright here?”
I felt the blood rush to my face as I looked over my shoulder. Mr Pevensie had evidently returned without my noticing, and now he was stood there, faintly bemused.
“Oh, uh – splinter,” I held out my finger to show him, then added, “Sorry for my language.”
“It’s fine,” he smiled. “Yeah, that looks like a bad one. Come over to the sink, I’ll help you get it out.”
“Thanks,” I muttered, pinching at the sore skin where the wood had slid beneath the surface. I followed him over to the sink at the corner of the room. “And thanks for letting me stay back after school to finish up. I know it’s a pain.”
“Don’t worry about it,” he washed his hands, and the tweezers and needle he’d found in the first aid box. “Now, this will probably hurt,” he held my hand gently, examining my finger. I found myself trying not to blush at the feel of his skin on mine. “Not too deep, reckon I can get it…”
“Ow!” I whined as he poked about with the needle, and yanked my hand back. I gave him a reproachful look, and to my surprise, he laughed.
“Don’t pout at me,” he teased. “I have to break the skin to get at the splinter. It will only take a minute.”
“Fine, I’ll behave.” I conceded. My tone came across as flirtier than I had intended, and he raised his eyebrows, lips parting slightly in surprise. This time I wasn’t successful at hiding my blush. Our eyes locked for just a second too long – we both quickly looked away, embarrassed. He was my teacher, for god’s sake, I shouldn’t be getting flustered.
He is sexy though.
“All done,” he plucked the small fragment of wood out with the tweezers and brandished it in front of me. “All that fuss for nothing!”
I made a face, and nursed my hand. It was barely bleeding, but it stung like hell. “Easy for you to say.”
He laughed again. “Yeah, as a DT teacher I’ve never gotten a splinter before.”
I rolled my eyes but I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. “Thanks for getting it out.”
“No problem.” His eyes met mine again, but this time it was impossible to look away. I’d always found him attractive, but we’d never been alone before like this – it was making it hard to deny how badly I wanted him.
“Uh, so I should – that project, thing…”
“Yeah…” Why hadn’t he looked away yet? My pulse was quickening at that funny look he had in his eyes and all of a sudden I felt a tingle between my legs. So fast I couldn’t be sure I’d really seen it, his eyes flickered down to my lips, then back to my eyes. “Um, I’ll just be in the office.”
And just like that, he turned on his heel and left.
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caspiansluts · 3 years
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I’m so excited for the revamped Older series! Could you please tag me when you publish it? Thank you so much, I can’t wait to read it!
sure thing honey!! I'm hoping to get the first one out by the weekend 🥺
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caspiansluts · 4 years
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Angels, I have an announcement
okay, am back 🥺 well, kinda. I can't promise regular updates but I'm getting back into writing!! Older p3 is what I get the most requests for but I wanna do things differently, so I'm gonna basically restart it with a new title, but same concept - reader is still Edmund's girlfriend, and she still engages in hot naughty nakey times with Peter. I'm leaving the originals up because they still get a lot of love, which I am so thankful for, you really have no idea.
Anyway, just thought I'd let you all know!! Please message me if you'd like to be tagged, I'm going to try and set up a master list at some point. And requests are welcome! I'm gonna finally try and get round to them!
Is this me putting off college work? Maybe 😳
- caspiansluts x
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caspiansluts · 4 years
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WAIT YOURE BACK??
maybe 😳 I do wanna start writing again and I have some half finished stuff in my drafts but I'm super busy with college work so I'm the slowest ever at editing and posting, my bad guys
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caspiansluts · 4 years
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I dont want to pressure you in any way, but I absolutely adore your Older series and am putting all of my energy into wishing a third part (and many more) into existence. the dynamic is so great, i didn’t even know that was what i wanted, but it is. oh, it is. i have no actual suggestion other than i love how Peter got at the end of the first part and while i LOVE the attitude Edmund has towards Y/N as well, i’d love to see Peter’s dominate yet totally into to Y/N side come out again. -@hrhbella
welp this is it, this is the ask that's finally given me the kick up the arse I needed to start writing again 👀 I know it's been about a decade please don't @ me
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caspiansluts · 4 years
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🥺🥺🥺
I am going to put my favorite blogs on here.
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and so many more! I will update this though :)
Some of these blogs won’t even know I exist, hehe.
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caspiansluts · 4 years
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sometimes the sad bitch hours do be hittin hard 😔
Okay but real talk go listen to Jenny of Oldstones by Florence and the Machine, whilst thinking about the Pevensies. My heart fucking hurts man.
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