Okay, so I know I am mostly doing America POV, but it's just easier for me. I'll try and work on it though. IMPORTANT NOTE!Kep in mind that this chapter is going to be particularly difficult for me. I am barely 13 and have never had sex, so basically all I have to go off of is other fanfics and urban dictionary. Oreocookielove2468, you rock!


America POV

As I walk into my room, and Maxon into his, I have a guess of what will come at some point tonight. I go over and stand on the balcony, and think of the long, twisty road that has brought us to where we are now, husband and wife.. Without my noticing, a single tear traces its way down my cheek. I brush it away. I turn around, and see Maxon standing in the doorway between our rooms.

"What're you doing?"I ask him.

"Watching the most beautiful woman on the planet." He replies. I blush, and lower my head.

We walk towards each other, and he pulls me closer to him. Our faces are inches apart, and getting closer. He puts his lips to mine, and we kiss a long, slow kiss. When we break away, I decide to say something.

"Maxon?"

"Yeah?"

"I need your help."I tell him

"What for?"

"Well, the buttons aren't going to undo themselves." I say. I can hear the little bit of anxiety in my voice. I want this, I really do, I've just never done it before.

"Okay."He says, pulling me over to my vanity.

He puts his hands on my shoulders and we look in the mirror. We actually look great today. With him in his suit with all the medals, and me in a wedding dress, we look regal. He starts to pull the pins from my hair, easing the tightness in my scalp that they were causing, letting my hair fall in a soft halo around me, contrasting with my dress. He runs his fingers through my hair to check he hasn't missed any, which he hasn't.

As he turns me towards the balcony so that there's a little space behind me for him to sit, I work on taking my heels off. My feet hurt for a little while, but then they just went numb. I sigh as sensation rushes back into my feet. Maxon, meanwhile, is undoing the buttons on the back of my dress.

He finally finishes with the buttons, and I stand up and step out of it. I pick it up and lay it on the chair, then turn to Maxon. We move towards each other, then kiss. He picks me up, and without breaking the kiss gets us to his room.

He lays me down on the bed in his room, shrugs his suit coat off, then gets in the bed. Our faces are inches apart, our breath mingling. He pulls me to him, and we start kissing. He rolls us so that I'm on top, straddling his torso. A blush erupts on my cheeks, I've never been this intimate with anyone. He notices, and looks deep into my eyes, as if asking if it's okay to continue. As an answer, I crash my lips into his. He understands, and continues. I take advantage of this new position, and start undoing the buttons on his shirt. He's trying to get the clasps one the back of my shift undone, but hes having some trouble.

"Having some trouble, your highness?" I say, teasing him.

"Ha ha." He says.

He sits up quickly, and lifts and turns me, bringing me up with him and eliciting a surprised squeak from me. He takes his shirt off, and his hands now make quick work of the clasps on the shift and my bra. Their tightness vanishes, and I instinctually hold them to me. He chose me, so I want to be perfect for him. I feel his bare skin on mine, his lips on my shoulder.

"Do you know how long I've waited for you?" He whispers into my shoulder blade, tracing a line of kisses. Where his lips touch, it feels like an open flame. We lie back down, and Maxon's eyes rake over my body. I want to be perfect, so I instinctively move my hands to cover my chest. Maxon grabs my wrists.

"Don't. You're perfect." He says.

We roll so that Maxon is on top. I undo his belt buckle, and sensing what I want, he breaks the kiss and pushes them off of his legs.

I don't remember the details of what happened next. I don't remember how the rest of our undergarments came off, or how we got rolled up in the sheet.

Before doing the only thing we hadn't done yet, Maxon looked deep into my eyes to make sure I was okay with it. I gave an almost imperceptible nod, and he did. Marlee had told me to expect some pain, so I was ready. But oh it hurt. My eyes wtaered. Maxon noticed, and asked me with his eyes if I wanted to do this. With my eyes, I told him I did. The pain dulled, but I just needed to feel him move. I bucked my hips, and getting the idea, Maxon started thrusting going deeper inside of me. The pain subsided. This was better than anything I had ever experienced before, being as close as I could with Maxon. Better than food, better that oxygen. Too soon, I felt Maxon's weight shift off of me. His arms wrap around me, and I fall asleep in the protective cocoon of his arms.


I wake up in the morning to something brushing against my face. I open my eyes, and see that it's Maxon's arms. I turn over, and look up at his face that's smiling down at me. He lightly kisses my forehead, and I bury my face in his chest, and inhale the scent of his cologne. Wrapped up in his arms, I feel like nothing could hurt me. Plus, this is way too comfortable to even think about getting out of bed.

"Good morning, darling." He says, smiling at me. I groan into his chest.

"Someone doesn't like waking up."He cups my face in his hand, and tilts it up to look at him.

"Donwanagerrup." I say, stubbornly. I can see the gears in Maxon's head turning for a way to get me up. It doesn't take long for him to find one.

"If you don't get up, we won't be able to leave for our honeymoon." He says.


An hour and a half later, I'm dressed in a pretty ice blue strapless chiffon day dress, with my hair in a braid and hot pink flats after taking a quick bath. I grab a bag with a couple of things I want for the plane that won't be on it already. My bag with clothes and other stuff has already been taken down. I walk out of my room into the hallway where Maxon is waiting for me, dressed much more casually than he usually is.

"Shall we go?" He says. I slip his hand into mine, and we head off to wherever Maxon won't tell me.


Whew! Okay. That chapter was SOOOOO awkward for me to write. But it's over. Please review!