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So I was watching The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian yesterday when this thought popped into my mind, Heh Heh.

_ Prince Caspian is desperate to prove himself better the his telmarine brethren, and Aslan decides to see if Caspian is truly willing to dedicate himself to Narnia and its mythical inhabitants_

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the following characters or scenery, only the scenarios of this story.

The war was finally over. Prince Caspian kneeled before Aslan's regal form alongside Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy.

Aslan's deep voice resonates through the area: "Rise, Kings and Queens of Narnia." The Pevensie siblings rose while Caspian remained prostrate.

Aslan chuckled internally. The boy did not think himself worthy of the title of King of Narnia. "All of you."

Caspian looked up with surprise and stood proudly amongst the Pevensies.

"You have all proven to be worthy of the title Kings and Queens of Narnia. Peter, your leadership and courage have brought you far. Susan, quick thinking and a steady bow have served you well. Edmund, you have seen the darkness and rejected it, making you a resolute young man with strong conviction. Lucy, your belief in the power and prevailing of good has never wavered, making you the purest of your siblings.

Aslan looked to Caspian. "Caspian, Prince of the Telmarine and future King of Narnia. Honor and a sense of equality for all creatures, be they human or Narnian, are your greatest qualities."

_ "You have proven your worth on the battlefield. Now you shall accompany me to my private quarters for one final test, to prove your unequivocal loyalty to the land and all of its inhabitants. Come."_

Aslan turned and began padding slowly towards his tent, set high on a hill overlooking the encampment. Caspian followed without a second thought. When they reached the tent, Aslan nosed the flap open with Caspian right behind him.

"Close the entrance, Caspian."

Caspian did as commanded. After doing so, he noticed a strange aroma that permeated the tent. It was strong, and masculine, making him feel light headed and warm all over.

"Your final test is to please me, Caspian. You may start in any way you wish, but hesitate, or stop, and I will take from you what you may willingly give.

It took Caspian a moment to register what Aslan had said. The large, powerful lion wanted to fornicate with him! At first, Caspian was repulsed by the idea, but Aslan's musk was making it hard to focus, the scent coating his brain in a lusty haze.

Aslan lay on his side, exposing his groin to an unobscured view for Caspian. Caspian held in a gasp as he took in Aslan's male hood. His sheathe was swollen, and a deep red tip poked out. Aslan's softball sized sack draped over his leg, looking heavy and full.

"What will it be Caspian? Willing or Forced?"

The great lion looked at Caspian with intensity in those amber eyes. Slowly, Caspian moved forward slowly and dropped to his knees next to the regal big cat.

Tentatively, Caspian reached out with his hands and rubbed Aslan's chest and stomach. The fur there was so soft. Aslan rumbled happily as Caspian rubbed him down.

"Keep going, my child. You are doing well. You are earning your place amongst the Pevensies."

Caspian's hands traveled down to Aslan's groin, where the scent of the musk intensified. Caspian cupped the large, heavy feeling balls in Aslan's sack, rolling them gently. This earned him another rumble from Aslan, exciting Caspian to go on.

The boy wrapped a hand around Aslan's sheathe, feeling the hardening and growing member inside. A drop of pre had formed on the tip. Caspian wanted to know what the big cat tasted like, so he dragged a finger over the tip causing Aslan to buck forward a bit.

Caspian smiled at the reaction and brought the pre coated finger to his lips, inhaling deeply, allowing the powerful musk to penetrate his nose before licking the sticky substance off of his finger. It was very sweet and just a little but bitter.

Caspian wanted more and brought his head down to Aslan's length, now 6 inches poking out and growing. Caspian's hot breath on the pulsing member causing Aslan to shudder. Taking only the tip in his mouth, Caspian swiped his tongue across Aslan's slit, the wonderful taste of the lion's pre washing over his tongue.

Aslan rumbled again and placed a large paw against Caspian's head, forcing him down further on the now full 10 inch length of his member. Caspian gagged a bit but quickly adjusted, swallowing seven inches of lion meat into his mouth. Caspian wanted all of the massive lion in his mouth and began going down further.

After repositioning himself, Caspian got all of Aslan into his mouth, his nose pressing against the slightly coarser pubic hair. Aslan let out a small roar and held Caspian there with both paws as his seed flooded the boy's mouth.

Caspian gagged in shock but quickly began swallowing the lion's seed. It tasted even better than the pre. Eight powerful shots fired into Caspian's throat, some of it backtracking down Aslan's length and dripping off of his sack onto the blanket they were laying on.

Caspian tried to pull off, but Aslan held him there as he rode out his orgasm. When the last bit of pre dribbled from his pointed shaft, Aslan allowed Caspian to pull off, gasping for breath.

"You have done well, Caspian, I think you're ready for the test now. Undress yourself and expose your rear end to me with your hands around your ankles."

Caspian's cheeks flushed deep red, but he had already blown the lion, what more could happen? Besides, it seemed like the lion wanted to return the favor.

And boy was he right...

TBC...

Well, I hope you enjoyed this little tid-bit of a story! Let me know what you think, and I may make a part two. Vote, Fave, or Comment!

-Schwartz