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Susan's nagging her.

Well, not nagging, Lucy admits as she climbs out of the bath and grabs her robe. Not nagging, but asking questions, like "rings" and "dress" and "WHEN are you getting married, Lu?" and Lucy's rather decided she should probably find out the answer to at least some of those questions.

So, she decides as she slips on nightgown and finger-combs through wet hair, she will just have to, when Caspian returns.

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"Design flower arrangements...?" Innocently.

"Nope," she beams, and brushes her lips against his forehead.

"Try again."

"To find someone to take care of the twins for a night or a fortnight?" Hopeful. So hopeful.

Too bad Lucy's going to crush those hopes.

"Perhaps," she says, thoughtfully, and lowers her head to kiss his mouth gently.

"But not that either. Last try."

He kisses her back, slow and soft, and his hand finds its way 'round the back of her head to slip through her hair.

"To kiss you as often as possible?"

She sighs and relaxes a little more against him, delaying her response with another kiss.

"You'd better," is the soft reply as her hand drifts down his side. "And more than that. But actually, I meant this." And the hand that had been gently drifting and trailing fingers across his chest stops on a spot she knows he finds ticklish and attacks.

Yelping, he twists, trying to pull away, and curls up laughing.

And she's giggling as she flops over him, grinning down at him.

"Last question, rings or merely garlands, and then I intend to have my way with you."

This may, admittedly, just mean more tickling.

"Both," he says, firmly, and before realizing fully that he has just lost the advantage, and therefore retaliates, hands down at her waist where he knows she's ticklish.

"Deal."

And then she's shrieking, as she rolls away, and cries out, "No fair!"

This is, of course, HYPOCRISY.

But she shrieks it anyway, and throws one of the pillows at him.

Beneath the bed, Lilac looks at Lavender and gives a long-suffering sigh.

Silly humans.

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