Well, uh, I guess that I have finally got around into updating this!

Just so you all know, there is going to be quite a juicy bit through quite a bit of the chapter, so... uh... yeah. I'm trying to get better at writing sex scenes, but... I'm honestly not sure on how it is.

Anyway, I hope that you enjoy this chapter!

Frederick sighed as he stroked Robin's hair as she wept, her face buried into his shoulder. It was all that she had done since she had woke up and noticed that he was no longer unconscious, and it seemed like all that she was going to do for the time being. "F- Frederick… I was scared that… That I'd lost you… I hate you for making me feel scared like that!" She whispered, her voice wavering more than he had ever heard it before. Alongside that, she had shakily punched his arm. "But… A- At the same time… I'm so glad that you're here..."

All that he could think of was that this was another strange twist in their relationship… In a matter of weeks, having things go from yelling at one another to being practically inseparable… It was mysterious how love worked, especially in their case… It didn't help that their individual duties had been keeping them from knowing their actual feelings up until now…

"Robin, you don't need to shed tears over me, you know." He gave her a small smile, but received a small glare.

"After all of the shit you put me through yesterday, why shouldn't I?! Even Chrom can be witness to that, he was there as I sobbed and sobbed over you!" But then, despite the way that she had slight hints of hostility in her voice, she began laughing as she wept. "But then again… I should have known that you're far too stubborn to die..."

The two remained silent for a good few minutes, with it being at least fifteen minutes before Frederick went and did something which he had been explicitly ordered by Maribelle not to do earlier that day, and pulled Robin onto his lap. Of course… Robin had been asleep then. He was aware that she never knew that, and decided that she did not need to know… It had most definitely caught her by surprise, and it brought a small blush to her face, seeming as she had almost completely calmed down by that point. "You know, Robin… You look your best when you are happy. It makes me feel ever so… joyful."

Hearing the usually stoic man say that in such a way… "And what makes you say that… Frederick?..." She had been so tempted to say 'you damn knight' as she usually would have, but had decided that now wasn't the best time to say that. "Are you trying to say something?..."

He remained silent as he embraced her after that, before she felt his warm breath against her neck. It was definitely one of the most intimate embraces that they had in the few days which they had been a couple, but… something felt… different this time. He was much more fidgety, but she put that down to the fact that he had ended up ignoring his injury in order to hug her…

Moments later, she felt him move a slight bit, as though he were… gulping. "Are you… worried about something, Frederick? Please, tell me if you are, because… Well, it annoys me seeing you worried." And then, she felt his embrace grow tighter. "Fred-?!"

Never had she expected him to burst into tears. He wasn't the sort of person to cry, but… There he was, not even so much as an attempt to stop the tears. "I was so worried, Robin… Worried that I had left you alone… Without you having the chance to know what it was like to truly belong..." And then, she felt a sudden shift in the atmosphere as she heard a small, satisfied sigh down her ear. "Robin… Though we may have our differences, which we tend to show in a rather... vocal way… And despite that, we have been able to maintain a wonderful relationship… So I want to know… Once we have returned to Ylisse, and recovered from this war…" Robin could feel his heart beating more than before… It seemed almost… frantic. "I want to know if you would be willing to be my… beloved." He waited to see Robin's face turn red before he continued with a small smile on his face. "My wife..."

She could only stutter for a few moments, before pushing Frederick in the chest with the palm of her hand. "You idiot..." And then came her tears. "You didn't even need to ask… I would marry you no matter what..."

Frederick began to cry even more then, but more through relief than anything. Once he had calmed down though, he came out with a remark which sent the tactician redder than she ever had been before. "It looks as though one of your little fantasies are going to be fulfilled… Though don't think about trying to push me for children, at least not yet… Unless, of course, you're that desperate..."

"I- I am not! Y- You damn knight!"

It was over a month after the end of the war, and steadily, things were starting to calm down somewhat in Ylisse. People were returning to their normal lives, the Shepherds being no exception… Except Robin. She was still finding it hard to adjust to normal life because of being just far too used to fighting, seeming as that had been what most of her current memories were.

As she sat leaning against a tree, fiddling with the ring upon her finger. It was only an engagement ring... Frederick had ended up purchasing it for her without her knowledge as soon as he was told that his injury had recovered enough to walk without any sort of support… but… she felt guilty about it. It was expensive, as she had accidentally stumbled upon a receipt for it… Not long after that she had lectured him on getting her lavish, expensive things.

It had never stopped him though. Her new outfit was evidence of that. She had kept her coat, but otherwise, all of her clothes were new. Never had she wore a dress before, but… She actually quite liked it. As she moved her attention to the material of the dress, she then felt a hand upon her shoulder. It took her a small glance to her side to realise that it was Frederick who had sat down beside her.

"Let me guess… Chrom stopped you from doing chores, hmm?"

"Ah… Yes." Robin was quick to laugh at his response, before she moved her hand to take hold of his. "Perhaps he stopped me because it is such a nice day… Don't you agree?"

The tactician nodded, just as her fingers laced around his. She could feel the cold of his identical ring upon his hand, and that brought a warming smile onto her face. "Of course, that may not be the reason why. I mean… I've been sat out here for… Only the gods know how long… And maybe he saw me alone." Following that, she then turned herself around to face him, before leaning in to kiss him.

"So, guilt tripping a royal into getting your own way? I have to say, Robin, that is frowned upon-"

"Frederick! Gods! I did not guilt trip Chrom! I was just saying that him seeing me alone could have been a possibility!"

"Your voice suggests otherwise-!"

"I highly doubt that-!"

"Robin, you know -!

"Oh, just shush already!" Robin was quick to bring their little fight to a halt by kissing him again, resting her hands on his chest and pushing him down into the grass. "You're a tease, Frederick..." Afterwards, he put his arms over her back and pulled her down onto him.

"As are you..." He laughed, hearing her muttering under her breath as he kept her held in place.

For a few moments, the two remained lay down in the grass, Robin occasionally poking Frederick, and Frederick doing what he could to keep her still. Neither of the two wanted the moment to end, but Robin had ended up falling asleep...

When she woke up, she found herself under a blanket, sat upon Frederick's lap with his arms around her. He was definitely awake, just not aware of her being awake. They had to be in his room, seeming as she noticed some of his armour stored in the corner.

It took her a few moments into bringing herself around to taking hold of his hands, and at that, he pulled her closer to him. "Good evening, my dearest… You took your time sleeping..." She could only grin in response to him saying that, before tilting her head back to show him that she was grinning. "And you seem to be in a good mood."

Robin then laughed, and stretched her legs a slight bit, her memories of a dream still running through her head. "Well, let's just say… I had a nice dream."

"A nice dream? And what was it about?"

She quickly moved his hands, before moving to sit next to him and staring up at the ceiling. "Us." And then, she closed her eyes. "And…" Her smile became even wider after that. "We were sat in here, like we are now… But then..." Her cheeks were bright red. "You did some wonderful things to me..."

Frederick rolled his eyes then, seeming as her eyes were closed. Over mere weeks she had gone from yelling at him to having fantasies about him. And just looking at her face, and the sheer joy she had upon it… They were almost definitely sexual ones. How… humiliating.

Moments later, her eyes opened again, and she could only smirk. He had never noticed his own face heating up… "Just how 'wonderful' was it?" He then muttered, almost monotonously.

She was confused as to why he was asking a thing, but answered it anyway. "It felt almost… real." Then she figured it out. He didn't even realise it himself, but he was jealous of himself in her dream.

Moments later, he had took hold of her wrists, and was trying to avoid eye-contact with her. "How can you say that it feels 'almost real' if you have never experienced it before though?"

"What are you getting at?..."

Frederick then gave off a deep laugh, before pulling her back onto his lap. "How about you say whether your little fantasy feels real or not after you experience it for real?" Following that, he released his grasp of her, and placed one hand upon her waist and another behind her head as he pulled her in close to him for a gentle kiss. "I was going to wait until after we got married before I asked you whether we could do this, but quite obviously, neither of us have the patience, with your dreams and my desperation..."

"I am not impatient..."

"Yes you are, and don't do not deny it, Robin..." He then kissed her again, but that time, she felt his tongue brush over her lips. Gods, he really was going all out with this…

In response to that though, Robin went and rested her hands upon his chest, her nails almost digging in as he pushed her down onto the bed, moving his other hand to her waist. Slowly, he ended up moving his other hand to her waist also as his lips tried to keep her more than just distracted.

"You're such a… bastard, you know that, right?"

"Save your foul mouth for later, Robin..."

"I'll use my 'foul moth' whenever I damn well feel like it-!" Robin froze when she felt his warm breath against her ear, before mumbling quietly. "You damn knight..."

"I'm not a 'damn knight'… At least at the moment..." She wasn't even looking at his face, but she could tell that he had smirked because of the nasal breath which had followed him speaking. "I'm just… Frederick, your lover, not 'Frederick, the damn knight'..."

She tried to come up with some sort of retaliation, but could only make some sort of frustrated grumble before blurting something which… well, turned Frederick's face an even brighter shade of red as he simply thought about it. "N- No… You're Frederick, the damn knight… Wh- who is also my lover… And is probably going to fuck me practically senseless, he's that determined wh- when it comes to treating me..."

He now felt incapable of coming up with a response that time… But it was true though. He was more than determined when it came to seeing Robin so happy, so delighted… So… Lustful, he supposed.

In that one moment of weakness, Robin had pushed him down into the bed and was smirking as her fingers circled around the highest button of his shirt. His mouth was agape – she was conniving against him. And she claimed not to be impatient. "This is why… You don't tease a tactician. This is payback for when we were outside before!" That giggle that followed though… The fact that she put on such a cheeky grin as she pulled the straps of her outfit off her shoulders... Gods, it just made him feel so… so desperate to pull her down onto him and just have his way!

"R- Robin, you-" He tried to speak, but couldn't get his words out right. It made her laugh once more – he was just too adorable when he didn't know how to respond. The same went with their many arguments in the past…

After that, she was able to make his urges just too much for him to cope with, simply by sitting on his lap. "Somebody is having fun, aren't they, Frederick?" Following that, she let out a longing sigh. "It's probably not a good idea to, um… tease like this for too long, is it?… I mean, gosh, Frederick… Your face looks like it's about to just-!"

Frederick had pulled her down, and had ended up pulling her into another kiss, which had much more passion than any before it. He did, however, speak in a rather hushed manner as he kept his lips against hers. "Clothes. Robin… Would you mind if we… took off our clothes?..."

Hearing him say that, her face turned a luminous shade of red as her breathing became a bit heavier. All that she could respond with was a short nod, because her mind was elsewhere. This was just like her dream, just… better. The pure emotions which were going through her head in the fantasy were practically nothing compared to what she was feeling now. Her mind felt so flustered, and she could barely collect her thoughts. And then… The physical side of things were much better too… The warmth in her abdomen was so intense, and her heart was beating so fast…

How did Frederick manage to make her feel like this?! They had barely done anything but teasing up until that point!

Moments later, she felt his cold hands resting upon her thighs, and that snapped her back to reality. "Robin?… Are you okay?..." Whilst she was in a daze, he had taken off his shirt, and her dress… He was now sat there in his trousers, and she was sat on him wearing nothing but her… It made her squeal, and throw herself at him in a tight hug. She was still feeling rather self-conscious like she had done that morning where she had woke up wearing his shirt…

Frederick then laughed, and trailed his fingers over her back. "Remember that time in Ferox, where I had unintentionally pressed you against a wall whilst you were in a state like this?… Where is that Robin, hmm?"

"That Robin was persuaded that you were going to hold me as your prisoner, not do any sort of sexual deed… This Robin… This Robin is anxious, because… I am one-hundred percent sure that this is the first time which I have done anything like this..." And then she moved one of her hands to behind her back to take hold of one of his. Then… She took a deep breath and moved him closer to the material which was keeping her chest concealed. "And this Robin… Also wants to feel as though she is in heaven, all thanks to the one man who she has ever loved..." Then came the nod which assured them both. "There's no going back now, I can tell by a certain… well… I think that you already know..." She smirked, separating herself from him slightly as she then poked his crotch at the exact same moment which Frederick had managed to do what she had directed him to do. "I can feel it, you know… Right against my leg."

Frederick could only smirk at that, before he let her hair loose from its ties. "You should have your hair down more often… It's pretty, Robin..." He then managed to make the most of her humility, and manage to push her down onto the bed and was able to tower over her. "But I bet… You're even prettier without any of your clothes on..."

Her face turned red once again, before shaking her head. "Let me get used to th- the fact that you can see my chest first… Then no clothes..." She then laughed, before her hands moved to his trousers. "I bet you're handsome without clothes..."

"Scarred, more like."

"As I said – handsome." Before she could even dare try to pull his trousers down though, he took hold of her hands and brought them to her chest. "And you are teasing again!" She gave off a small yet desperate moan then, and he felt his face heat up at that. She was getting more and more… Gods, there was just no word to describe her perfectly right now; the closest he could get was 'wonderful', but that was barely touching it.

Then there was when he just decided to just squeeze, just a slight bit. Her hands had tensed up, and she bit her lip. "You don't like that?..."

"N- No, that's far from the truth! It's just that… You're so..." She never finished her sentence, but did respond with a smile after that. Moments later though, she pulled her hands free and moved her mouth close to his ear. "Do more of that… And then you can get yourself between my legs, because I can tell that is what you really want..."

"Chrom! Did you do it?" Lissa was quick to run over to her brother just as he had decided to stop having a brief training session in the castle. "Are they together at the moment?!"

"They… Should be. I saw them together on the courtyard before, laughing with each other…"

"… Say… Do you reckon that Gaius' plan will work?"

"I hope it does..."

They were discussing a very particular plan which Gaius had come up with a few days before, in regards to what was possibly the most important and most discussed relationship in the Shepherds still – the engagement of Robin and Frederick. They had noticed very quickly the rings which had appeared upon their hands once Frederick could walk, and they noticed almost as quickly the fact that the two had been getting very intimate very fast around the castle. Of course, that was also the problem. They were around the castle.

People were actually growing sick of seeing all the kissing, and hugging, and all the whispering and giggling. It was actually becoming very frustrating. So, the plan was simple. Either get the two out into the town, or into one of their rooms by forcing whichever one that was meant to be doing duties around the castle (seeming as the two had decided to alternate days in which they carried out what were meant to be solely Frederick's duties) into taking the rest of the day off. Gaius was the one who had come up with the plan. And speaking of Gaius...

"Hey, Blue, Princess!" The candy thief bounded over to the pair, and briskly grabbed hold of their arms. "I think that it worked! I went past the knight's room, and heard both him and Bubbles in there! Of course, they were saying some pretty..." Gaius took a moment to smirk, before pushing Lissa away slightly. "This ain't for your ears, Princess, so I'm only telling your brother."

"H- Hey! I'm not a child!"

"Well, if you insist… One thing that I heard… Something about Bubbles having had a fantasy over something, and the knight was going on about allowing her to experience it for real… I think that those two are up to some dirty, dirty deeds in that room. At least they ain't doing the whole 'affectionate act' in public like normal, eh?"

The royal reactions were the opposite to what he had assumed they would be. Chrom was the one who had gone into a state of shock and was red at even thinking about it. Lissa was just smirking.

"It's about time! Robin has been going on for the past few weeks about wanting children, so maybe this is it!"

"W- Wait, she has?! I haven't heard any of that!"

"Oh Chrom… You poor, oblivious little thing..."

"Lissa, please."

"A- Ah-!" Robin was a furious shade of red as she was clung to Frederick as though her life depended on it, her nails digging into his back. Just moments earlier, they had finally done what they were both most anxious about, and had managed to allow their bodies to join together. Both of them loved being as close as they ever could be to one another, but at the same time, nerves were taking over their bodies.

"Relax… Relax, Robin… I've got you… We don't have to do this if you don't want to..." His hands ran through her hair as her head rested in the nape of his neck, her breath warm against his cold skin. "Or is this just because this happens to be your first time at doing such a deed?…"

She shook her head at the first suggestion, but nodded at the second. The first time which she had ended up having sex… outside of her dream-world, which she now realised was almost nowhere near the real one – these emotions she was feeling were far too strong. "You know, Frederick…" She waited until she had caught his full attention. "I hate you for making me fall in love with you… And for treating me so much..."

Frederick laughed rather anxiously, before pressing his head into her shoulder in a similar manner to what she was doing. "Likewise..." His voice was hushed, but at the same time, he sounded as though he was having… fun. Frederick? Having fun? The thought was almost inconceivable to Robin. But then again… He had been quite different since almost dying. "Though, despite that, you have quite a few redeeming qualities..."

Robin could only make a few small whimpers as he then adjusted himself a bit, the soft sounds almost like music to his ears – music which he could listen to all day long, and would only be for him. Wonderful. As he loved to tease her though, he pressed his lips against her neck, inducing a sudden gasp.

"I- If that bruises, you're in trouble!"

"If it bruises, then it will let people know that you're mine, and mine only… Perhaps I shall have to give you a few more." She let out a few stutters as she felt the warmth of his breath then against her jaw. "I think here is a good place..."

After that kiss, Robin then went and did a similar action to him. She was beginning to get rather frustrated – he was there, trying to put off the most fundamental part of their love making with kisses… At the same time though, she found it… sweet. Never had she felt him be so caring before… It was a side which she rarely ever got to see of him. "You know… If this moment passes… Wouldn't it be awkward? You and me… together… and you're as limp as limp could-!" She was cut off from her remark by another sudden kiss, this time on the lips, as he took hold of her legs and wrapped them around him.

The deep, soothing sound which he made when he did that though, gods, it redeemed his dawdling almost straight away. "You had better pick a god and pray, my love… I'm going to try and get a critical attack on you now..."

She almost snorted at that remark, but the sudden thrust turned it into a squeal. "Th- This isn't a battlefield, Frederick!" Her face turned crimson as his cheesiness became worse after that.

"It is, Robin… It is… A battlefield of emotions and love… I am your 'damn knight', am I not?"

Neither of the two were able to get out many sentences, let alone words for the next few minutes, the only sounds to be heard around the room being Robin's delicate whimpers and moans, and Frederick's occasional chuckles and groans. Robin did, however, have one thought in her head, and was one which she shared with her future husband. If this was what showing their love to each other was like...perhaps they would have to have sessions such as this more often. Forget that… they would probably have to forget staying in separate rooms, and stay together in one if they wanted to continue with this…

What neither of the two realised though… They were being listened in to. Though the door was locked, it was not soundproof…

Lissa and Gaius could not wait to let all of the Shepherds know about what was going on in the confines of Frederick's room...