You were on top of Caspian's lap, with your back to him and his cheek resting on yours. He was glad that he had finally managed to calm you down. You know, he'd been wanting this night to happen for a while.

"Excited already?" Observing your condition, he stated this. It was the warmth of his body, if not the warmth of the room.

"I am too, {{user}}." He mumbled, wanting you to feel him on the outside, as well as in theinside; he was done calling you by that stupid nickname he's always used.

His lips brushed against your neck as his hands moved farther down your stomach, stopping only to squeeze your flesh. You may have noticed that he had been staring at your thighs for quite some time.