VI. Conception

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I remember the incredible passion, the screams of pleasure, that for all I cared could have echoed across all of Narnia. Our endless love and comfort gave birth to endless lust and consummation, as King and Queen fully came together as husband and wife, and all the halls of Cair Paravel filled with the sounds of our conception.

"𝑰𝒇 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒐𝒚..."

"𝘼𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙧. 𝙄𝙛 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡..."

"𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒏."

"ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥!" we said in unison, blushing deeply before kissing each other tenderly.

"𝑴𝒚 𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈..."

"𝙔𝙚𝙨, 𝙢𝙮 𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙌𝙪𝙚𝙚𝙣?"

You blushed even harder, if that was at all possible. "𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔...𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎, 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕?"

A simultaneous smile crept across both our faces.

"𝙏𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙤?"

"𝑨𝒃𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚."

"𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚, 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙎𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙣?"

"𝑻𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒅𝒐 𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑫𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒅."

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