"B-But I hired someone to teach me how to love my wife…"

"And you got me. Not bad, hm?"

Prince Marth stood dumbstruck, hand still holding the guest house door ajar.

When he'd hired out a professional for lessons on making love to a female, he hadn't expected to be greeted by a tall, well-built, masculine…male.

His gaze of disbelief was broken as the younger, yet older-looking man leaned forward with a warm, amused smile. "Aren't you going to let me?" He breathed with a repressed laugh, standing straight again as the prince's cheeks flushed and he stood aside, waving his arm toward the inside of the house as an indication of hurrying inside.

The taller male had reached the interior of the house as specified, Marth quickly, yet quietly, closed the door behind him.

Before he could even guide the mercenary into the bedroom, his body was flush against the muscular frame, a tinge of pink dusting over his cheek. "I am-"

"Prince Marth Lowell of Altea, I know. You can call me Ike." Marth's glance broke quickly, eyes looking for something, anything, to stop the guilt welling in the pit of his stomach.

"We'll have to start with the basics, my Prince…" Ike rose his hand slowly and cupped Marth's cheek gently. The monarch's eyes met with the hired professional's in a flustered manner, senses being drawn in by the younger's passionate stare.

His lips parted slightly as Ike's hand stroked at his cheek with a thumb, him leaning closer and whispering.

"When I leave here today…" His thumb slipped down the Altean's jaw line, instead opting to trace the monarch's full lips. "You will be able to satisfy your wife in all her desires."

The gap between them closed, Ike's lips gradually working at Marth's more reluctant pair at a slow, soft pace. A hand snaked upward into the royal's teal tresses whilst the other was placed flatly against the small of his back, pulling their bodies together without eliciting anything arousing.

He smiled as Marth released a sound whimper against his lips, thinking of it as an opportunity to pull back and tease the prince into being the one who initiates the passion.

"So…" Ike released the body in his arms and turned around to walk about the vast bedroom, stopping momentarily in front of the vast balcony doors to observe the garden view. "Are you recently married?"

Marth's lips still remained puckered in the spot he stood on, eyes closed and breaths heavy from the immediate passion he felt flow from the man. He had never been kissed like that in his life.

"Uh-Uh…Hn?" He stuttered without much thought, stumbling back over to Ike and reluctantly taking his chin with one hand. "D-Does my marriage really matter in this situation?"

"I guess not. It is all dependant on whether you and she have that 'passion'." He did nought to stop Marth as he shakily brought their faces closer together, stopping when their lips were brushing amorously. "The passion that draws you to walk over to me and demand more."

Their lips and bodies came together once more in a sweet display, the apprehensive prince trying his best to kiss back.

"You may find-" Ike began, taking Marth's limp arms and draping them around his neck, enabling them to come closer still. "-that it will feel much nicer if your arms are up here."

Marth nodded apologetically, a small, shy pout forming on his lips unintentionally.

"And don't try so hard to please your partner, you'll find they enjoy it much more when you flow with them, alright?"

Once again, Marth nodded in the same manner as before.

Ike lay a finger upon his pout and watched in review, smiling as Marth's lips puckered to give it a delicate kiss.

"Better."

After the mercenary lifted his hand away, their lips touched again, with the same unhurried tenderness as before. This time, however, Ike's lips left Marth's and took a trip down his jaw line as he unfastened the top of the prince's royal tunic to gain access to his neck.

"So tell me," Ike asked once again, opening out Marth's pale blue garment and attaching his lips to the monarch's neck. "Are you in love with your wife?"

"Well…"


Poor Shiida. Well, I guess it is for her sake anyway :D