Another Time, Another Love
Marth x Catria
Submitted by: marth andromeda
"What did you need to talk about sister, it's not like you to call me to your quarters this late at night," Palla said, parking her rear next to Catria, whose gaze was cold and lifeless as she stared at the ground.
"It hurts so much Palla...my heart feels like it's constantly being squeezed to death by the crippling hand of jealousy..." Catria said, shaking as a tear formed in the corner of her eyes.
"It's about Lord Marth again, isn't it?" Palla inquired, gently brushing Catria's mid-length sapphire hair with her fingers.
"I...I can't stop thinking about him ever since I was summoned to this place...I've been through countless battles now where Lord Marth is on the same field of battle as I. Never before has he been within physical reach of my hands and arms since he was a Lord, but now he's fighting side by side with me. Every time he grows so close, my heart races, my feelings grow chaotic and all I want in my heart is to do nothing more than to hold him. But..." Catria's cold expression stayed but tears began to drip one by one onto her knees as she kept her eyes away from Palla's.
"But he is wed to Lady Caeda. That's what you're going to say aren't you?" Palla asked but knew the answer. Catria buried her face in her hands, her voice, stoic and calm to the point where she didn't make a single melancholic gasp while her eyes were screaming in pain.
"I'm a terrible person Palla...you have no idea the things I would do to make Lord Marth mine...awful terrible acts that are spawned from the crooked jealousy that resides in my heart. I try to numb these noxious thoughts and the over abundance of feelings I have by requesting more and more time on the battlefield. But even that now is crumbling to pieces like a decaying wall holding back a wild stream..." Catria trailed off, trembling from the emotional pain that was relentlessly coursing through her. Palla simply let out a gentle sigh, moving Catria's gaze from the floor and turning to pull her into a warm embrace. Catria tried to hold back the reigns of her sadness like she would on her Pegasus, but failed as she began to sob loudly against her loving sister.
"Shh, it's OK Catria, it's OK. I'm here for you," Palla said as she rubbed on Catria's back. She then began to hum quietly, much like their mother had for many years to help them all rest. For nearly ten minutes she cried, her face now cascaded in her warm tears and gasping. Palla then smiled, brushing her fingers through Catria's hair once again.
"You know Catria, I've noticed that a lot of the heroes who have come to this world are from different times in which they lived. You do remember when Princess Minerva was summoned here for the first time; she looked at the three of us with confused eyes, as if we had never met in our entire lives. Maybe Lord Marth could be from an era where he had not fallen in love with Lady Caeda," Palla said, releasing Catria from her grasp. Catria began wiping her eyes as her sobbing slowly came to a close before returning her attention to Palla.
"Wouldn't that still make me a bad person, considering I already know that his destiny is to be wed to Lady Ceada? Besides, hasn't Lord Marth always had feelings for Lady Caeda, even since they were kids?" Catria asked, her cool, calm demeanor steadily returning to her. Palla smiled and shook her head, reaching over and giving Catria's hand a small squeeze.
"Askr is a strange place without reason or logic. As magical as it is as everyone unites under one banner, there are still things that can not be explained and can not be helped. Where there is a Lord Marth that loves and marries Lady Caeda, there must be a Lord Marth at a time to which he didn't love her so strongly. I know well you do not wish ill of him nor of Lady Caeda, but if this is a Lord Marth where they hadn't fallen in love, then perhaps your feelings can and will be heard. There's no better time to act than now since Lady Caeda has yet to be summoned. Take heart, and be strong dear sister," Palla replied, giving Catria a soft peck on her forehead. Catria then smiled and returned her eyes to the ground.
"Are you sure you should be supporting me on this? Don't you feel horrid for wanting me to pull Lord Marth and Lady Caeda apart?" Catria sighed, Palla then rustling the top of her hair lightly.
"You are my younger sister Catria, and you know as well as I do that family always comes first. Have faith in your feelings and you shall be rewarded," Palla said, leaving Catria with a warm smile and a tear or two falling down her cheeks again.
"I suggest you get plenty of rest if you plan to confess yourself tomorrow, otherwise you will look awfully dreadful when presenting yourself," Palla said with a small giggle, rising up from Catria's bed. Catria took a hefty breath, letting it out in a long, unnerving sigh to steady herself. As Palla left the room, Catria slowly slid under her covers, blowing out the candle that was lit upon her night stand to her left. Thinking it over, realizing that her sister could be right, she let out a nervous sigh before turning to lay on her side.
"Is it really right...?" Catria said, her emotional overload causing her to drift right off to sleep. As restless as her soul was, her body happily took advantage of rest, forcing her to stay down and relax her thoughts through the night. Waking up the next day, she immediately found herself gazing in her mirror; her hair was a disheveled mess from tossing and turning a bit, her face looked quite rough, the aftermath of her crying was still visible.
"This won't do..." Catria grumbled, grabbing her brush from atop of her dresser. For a solid hour Catria went over herself, making sure she was presentable as humanly possible for her nervous confession to Lord Marth. Looking back in the mirror, she grabbed the lengthy, white headband that she always wore into battle, tying it and adjusting it on her hair as a sign of confidence.
"OK, NOW I'm ready," Catria said with a smile. The halls of the Askran barracks were blooming with heroes as they readied themselves for the next confrontation. Fortunately she knew that she and Marth weren't going to be on duty today, which finally gave her the window of opportunity she needed. Originally she was just going to train with Palla and Est, but she knew Palla would vouch for her so that she could do what she's wanted to for so long.
Catria found herself strutting around the barracks for some time; she met with several of her fellow heroes from her time such as Alm, Celica and Minerva as she went on, keeping their conversations to a minimal to keep on going. Circling back around after an hour of searching, it wasn't til she approached the assignment board that her Lord Marth appeared before her. Checking the meeting schedules, Marth slowly draged his finger down the vast list of heroes to find his own.
"Lord Marth," Catria said, causing Marth to flinch. Marth quickly turned his gaze to meet the voice who had called to him so abruptly.
"Oh, Catria, good morning," Marth said, a smile already upon his face. It was Marth's kindness, consideration, courage and looks that had Catria head over heels. Whenever she caught sight of Marth's positive vibes, she felt like she could down an army just for him.
"Good morning. How are you today?" Catria asked, her demeanor and words growing strict to keep her nerves in check.
"I'm wonderful this morning. It's another day that I'm alive and another morning of peace for all. How are you?" Marth replied, causing Catria to blush lightly while maintaining her somewhat serious demeanor.
"I-I'm quite well, thank you for asking. Why are you checking the board? You know you're off duty today," Catria inquired, Marth's attention shifting from the board and back to her.
"A hero is never off duty, only on standby. I always check every morning just incase there are changes. I like to always be prepared," Marth said with a delightful spring in his voice. Catria found herself moving her hands behind her back, clenching them together as she tried to maintain eye contact.
"I see...that's very admirable of you. I...um...I was wondering..." Catria's words began to fumble, her face growing warmer as she tried her best to get her words out into the open.
"Yes, Catria?" Marth said, giving her his full attention. Catria's eyes began shifting to the side, then to his, then back to the side again, repeating the cycle twice as she tried to formulate her feelings into words.
"I-I really like...being at your side, Lord Marth. In every battle that we have fought as allies, I never feel scared or worried as long as you are there. The strong bond we have made through kinship really means a lot to me...so I...um..." Catria's heart began to race at a wild pace, her chest practically shifting with every heartbeat. The red in her face grew out of control as she tried her all to get her words out. Marth frowned and approached her, gently cupping her cheeks with his hands.
"H-He's touching me!" Catria said to herself as Marth's eyes closed in on hers. She began to sweat, her nerves running around while she kept her composure. She shut her eyes as he moved in, only to feel his forehead pressed against hers.
"I'm checking to see if you are feverish, you seem to be red and sweating a bit," Marth said hopefully. Catria's heart continued to race as Marth continued to inspect her closely.
"I-I'm fine Lord Marth, you needn't get so close to my unworthy self to your touch," Catria said, stiffening up like a statue as Marth moved away to gaze over her.
"We are equals here in this world Catria, there's no need to feel unworthy. To be honest, I feel the same as you; when we're on the battlefield, knowing that you are such a capable soldier, it puts me at ease. It's because I know that my concerns can be shifted more towards the battle and less upon my allies since my heart always defaults to protecting others. So I would like to thank you for that," Marth said, his warm smile melting Catria's heart and soul to mush. Catria swallowed nervously, trying everything in her power to stay calm.
"I'm glad to know that, Lord Marth. I always do my best to assure others that I am capable on my own. But, there is one another thing that I feel as a result of those battles that I feel I have to tell you," Catria said, clenching her fists together as she finally felt the courage to get to the point.
"Oh? What is that?" Marth asked curiously. Just as Catria was about to let her heart's feelings come flying out, a loud explosion shook the air just outside of the barracks walls. Both Catria and Marth jumped to attention, Catria's nerves being but on standby as her heart and soul went into high alert.
"I had a poor feeling that this morning wouldn't stay too peaceful, but like I said, a hero is never off duty," Marth said with a grin, charging off in the direction of the blast. Catria immediately to flight with her running, quickly catching up to Marth then adjusting her pace to match his. As if the red sea were closing its passage, warriors began flooding in behind the two of them, everyone catching the high alert.
"Lord Marth. I'll take a left up at the next section to grab my pegasus and spear. I'll meet you on the front lines," Catria said, a slight smile on her face.
"Make haste, judging from the magnitude of that explosion, it seems we may have a full scale battle ahead of us. I'll be waiting at the front for you, so be safe," Marth replied with a grin as they branched off from one another. Outside the barracks walls, Bruno was leading a full scale assault with a small army of cavalry units, which meant he was going to try and break his way through.
Without any time to prepare, only a handful of heroes could make it outside with the rest being quickly re-routed to the various parts of the barracks for defensive purposes. Leading the charge Marth ran out into the field, with the cries of Catria's Pegasus calling over head. Marth unsheathed his Falchion and aimed to towards the enemy.
"Let us vanquish this evil! All units, forward!" Marth cried out. Normally Kiran would be the one to direct orders, but he was unable to make it out into the fray due to the sheer numbers of heroes crowding through. Catria dove down to hover just above Marth to watch over him and herself. The battle raged on for a good amount of time, the yells of clashing metal and and the screams of magic disrupted the air violently. Marth and Catria made their way through, carefully taking out foes that would be crucial to their overall forces. As Marth attempted to attack Bruno head on, unaware of two mages that were hidden in his blind spot.
"MARTH LOOK OUT!" Catria shouted, pulling the reigns on her Pegasus to go into a dive bomb. Marth's eyes caught the bright light of magic being hurled at him, gritting his teeth as he went to guard. Catria cried out as she cut down the one to his left, swinging her hand out to him. Marth immediately grasped a hold of her hand, allowing her to drag him out of harm's way before dropping him off next to the second mage, which he immediately cut down. Catria grinned victoriously but failed to watch Bruno's actions as well. Marth tried to warn Catria of Bruno's assault, but it was too late. He watched as Catria pulled up the reigns, only to have her Pegasus badly hurt from the magic which sent her flying off from 50 feet in the air.
"CATRIA!" Marth shouted, immediately running along Catria's trajectory as fast as he could. Catria could do nothing but shake in pain, her very thoughts being that of disaster.
"Damn it...I never got to tell Marth how I feel..." Catria grunted in pain, feeling the force of the wind pick up beneath her. She clenched her eyes tight in fear but instead felt the surprising embrace of arms wrapping around her and a hard yet comfortable surface that kept her from harm's way.
"GEH!" Marth grunted as Catria knocked him off his feet upon grasping. He could feel Catria shaking in fear in his arms, her muscles as tight as her eyes were shut. She heard a familiar sigh of relief then opened her eyes to look down at her savior. Her face turned blood red as she looked in his eyes, a pained smile on his face with one eye shut.
"Are you alright, Catria?" Marth asked, coughing as he moved Catria to the ground. Catria's eyes began filling with tears as she took in the stunning turn of events that she had just experienced.
"Y-Yes...thank you Lord Marth..." Catria said, trying to get up. She yelped and winced in pain as she rose to a knee, which prompted Marth to help her lay back down.
"Stay down Catria. The battle is almost over so just lay still, I'll come back for you," Marth said, his warm, loving smile warming Catria's heart once again.
"Be safe, Lord Marth," Catria said before rolling onto her back. She stared up at the cloudy skies above; it was if she had just fallen from heaven and saved from the death of the fall. The cool air helped to chill her cheeks, which were now set a blaze from being in her love's arms. The rest of the fight was smooth sailing, making Bruno's retreat eminent. As the few heroes shouted in victory, Marth took the initiative to immediately head back over to Catria, just as he had promised. Slowing down his pace, he sheathed his Falchion before kneeling down next Catria.
"Catria, are you OK to..." Marth's words were stolen as he was taken by surprise. Catria could no longer fight back the feelings that plagued her heart and mind, causing her to wrap her arms behind Marth's neck to pull his worn out lips to her anxious ones. Marth tried to pull back, but Catria held onto him tighter, refusing to let go of the feeling of bliss that well'd up in her heart. Marth then slowly shut his eyes, taking in the moment until Catria nervously pulled away.
"I-I'm sorry Lord Marth...I know that isn't a proper thing to do, especially right now...I...I don't even know how you feel about me..." Catria sighed heavily, averting her eyes shamefully as she also took in the glory of her efforts. Marth sighed and smiled, helping her up onto her feet. He then pulled her arm behind his neck and on his shoulders to help her move onward.
"Don't worry about it, we can talk more when we get back to the barracks, OK?" Marth said, his cheeks a little rosy as well. Catria put all of her efforts into moving carefully not to strain Marth, several healers now tending to her Pegasus and herself as they approached the entrance to the barracks. Marth held her in place until the healers were done, which then allowed her to stand on her own with no problems at all.
"All better now, don't worry, we'll take good care of your Pegasus til it's back to full strength," Genny said with a smile.
"I'm counting on you," Catria replied, now moving and walking at Marth's side. The both of them were now on route to report the results of the battle to Commander Anna, who had been redirecting everyone this whole time to take into account that it may be a full scale war on their hands. Catria couldn't look Marth in the eyes after what she had done, almost too ashamed to even stand near him due to her bold actions. As she was beginning to pull away, she gazed in surprise as Marth snatched her hand up with his, now holding onto it as they made their way to the Order of Heroes hall. Catria decided it was best not to say a word, and simply enjoy the small token of affection that Marth had bestowed upon her.
The results briefing was rather short due to its smooth handling. Both Marth and Catria along with the 5 other heroes were commended for their quick actions and praised highly for their courage. In this moment, Catria felt that she was now worthy of Marth, seeing that she was decorated in the battle as much as he was. Upon leaving, yet again, Catria paused, smiling at Marth as she bowed respectfully.
"Thank you, Lord Marth. Without you I wouldn't be alive right now. I've been nothing but a hassle for you so I'll be happy to take my leave. I hope we can be in a battle together again," Catria said hastily, trying to escape the awkward situation that she felt she had created. As Catria tried to pull away, Marth grabbed her hand once more, this time smiling in her eyes.
"It was nothing more than my duty Catria. However, we do need to discuss what happened out there between us. Come with me please," Marth said, sincerity in his voice instead of dismay, which pleasantly surprised Catria to say the least. She couldn't help but nervously gaze at him as they walked, to which he replied with a kind smile and an affectionate squeeze of her hand. Her body began to catch fire, realizing that she was being led to his personal quarters, which were a slight bit larger than her own.
"Please, come inside," Marth said, opening the door and holding it open for her to enter. Just as she expected, the room was nothing short of immaculate; everything was in perfect order with everything bronze and silver being polished to perfection. Unlike her room, he actually had a small table with two chairs, its surface covered in book and parchment from studying so diligently about something or another. Marth pulled out Catria's chair like a gentleman, swaying his hand to prompt her to sit. Catria continued to blush as she gave him a nod, slowly sliding herself onto it so that Marth could walk around and sit across from her.
"You're displeased with me, aren't you Lord Marth?" Catria said, lowering her head and hiding her eyes. Marth sighed softly, sliding his studying material to the sides of the table so that he could see her clearly.
"Catria, please look at me," Marth said politely, causing Catria to immediately return her eyes to his, which were smiling back at her. She raised her arms onto the table, sprawling one of them forward in dismay. Marth gently moved his hand over hers, holding it in his warm grasp as his eyes gazed directly into hers.
"You have nothing to be ashamed of in sharing your feelings for me. You, yourself, are quite an extraordinary person; You always battle with all of your heart and soul, although quiet, you always have concern for others and try to help them, and of course, you've done nothing but treat me as if I were more valuable than life itself," Marth said, giving her hand a small squeeze. Catria sighed, her eyes still gazing over his as her smile turned neutral.
"I only do what comes naturally to me, Lord Marth. Nothing more, and nothing less," Catria replied, still sitting as if cast in stone. Marth slowly raised Catria's hand into the air, standing up out of his seat lean forward. He closed his eyes and tilted his head down, gently pressing his lips to the top of her hand. Catria was speechless as she gazed on at the scene, unable to believe it as it transpired.
"And that is why I too have fallen in love with you Catria," Marth said. Catria's eyes began to water with joy as she smiled at him, unable to process the joy in which she felt, like ocean waves crashing against a wall of stones. Her humble and sincere nature wouldn't allow for such feelings to come so easily, convincing herself that she didn't deserve that which she has been yearning for.
"I...um...I-I'm not worthy of such affection Lord Marth...I mean...you're royalty and I'm just a soldier, s-surely you must think you could do better than me..." Catria said, trying yet again to put Marth before herself. She wanted him more than anything, this is the situation she longed for for so long, and yet, she still felt guilty knowing what his true future was. Marth smiled and shook his head, slowly returning his gaze to her.
"Love and valor don't just favor those of nobility, it's the passion and strength of the heart that truly determines their value. You have these things in full abundance, and I for one wish to indulge and share them with you," Marth said, now walking around the table towards Catria. Catria could no longer hold back her feelings inside. She had tried to push him away, she tried to convince herself that she wasn't worthy of him, yet here she was, with Marth being the one to take her breath away. Catria rose to her feet as Marth came around, her face completely flushed as he took her hand. He then slowly led her over to his bed, sitting her down on its comforting support before turning away.
"Pardon me, this armor isn't suitable for this situation," Marth said with a small laugh, unlatching his restraints to remove his main pieces. Catria couldn't help but to stare at Marth as he slowly stripped his armor down one piece at a time. First his capes restraints, then his guards, all the way to his boots, removed everything until he was in nothing but his short undergarments. Catria was very impressed by his toned physique, nothing less than what she expected from him. He then turned to her, his smile still wide as he moved up on her.
"Would you like some help removing yours?" Marth said, laughing softly as she stood up. She then turned her back to him, dropping her arms to her sides before peeking over her shoulder.
"I-I would. Some of those places are hard to reach," Catria said, clearly spouting nonsense through her teeth. Marth took it at base value, helping her remove her restraints one at a time. She could help to gasp and sigh as Marth's hands moved all over her, helping remove her shell so that he could partake in its core. Once she was in nothing more than her undergarments, she turned back around to gaze in his eyes helplessly as he rested his arms around her waist.
"Lord Marth...I...I'm happy beyond words that you feel this way for me...I promise not to let you down," Catria's words fumbled over one another, causing Marth to softly chuckle as she continued her flustered attempts to communicate.
"Please, just call me Marth," Marth replied, he slowly leaned forward, pressing his forehead against her as he did earlier as Catria smiled back.
"Thank you, Marth," she replied. Marth's hands then crawled up her back as his lips seized hers in a sudden burst of passion, catching her off guard with his approach. She lovingly returned the affection, wrapping her arms around him as well. Time stood still as they stood there, their lips and tongues dancing with one another in a feverish passion. Marth then slowly laid Catria on her back on top of his bed, throwing his shirt off before looming over her. Kiss after kiss, Marth began planting them all over Catria.
Starting at her neck, he slowly removed her shirt and bra, gently grasping onto her breasts before kissing and licking over them. Catria wrapped her arms around his head, eventually leaving her with just her hands on it as he moved down further. Kissing down to below her belly button, she then instinctively spread her legs, allowing Marth to slowly slide her underwear down her thighs and off her ankles. He then raised up slightly to gaze all over her, her hands instinctively covering her chest out of embarrassment.
"You're even more beautiful than I thought Catria, I'm very lucky that you love me as you do," Marth said before lowering back down. Catria began repetitively gliding her hands through Marth's silky locks of hair as he gently kissed against each of her inner thighs, until finally his lips met with her warm, potent crotch. Gently kissing against her nether lips, he then slid his tongue through his lips, gently smooshing it into her nether region. Catria let out a sudden high pitch yelp, gasping in its aftermath as she gently grasped Marth's hair.
"This is a dream...t-this can't be real," Catria said to herself, leaning up to get a better view. Catria simply gazed through her hazy, love sick eyes at Marth as he lovingly pleasured her nether region, gliding his tongue around inside before moving a few fingers inside. She began to gasp and moan helpless, her eyes glued to him as they grew half closed from passion. Marth used his wrists to separate her legs further, holding her moist snatch up with his fingers to that he could dig his tongue deeper inside.
Catria found herself throwing her head back onto the bed, both of her hands and pressed against the back of Marth's head without thought or restraint. Marth began to moan and groan into her, causing her heart to pound inside her chest vigorously as he continued his oral assault. Her legs began twitching and trembling the faster and deeper he went, her moans turning into high pitched whines as her grasp on his hair grew tighter.
"M-M-MARTH..." she whined, nearly screaming as she forced his lips into her moist pit of aroused passion, her legs clenching around his neck as she came to a climax. She trembled and tensed up, still holding him tightly until finally it subsided. Realizing what she had just, she covered her mouth in embarrassment as Marth stood up.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that to you," Catria said, her words falling short with Marth's smile and a small chuckle. He used the back of his hand to wipe his lips before sliding up next to her. She sat up to look him in the face as she removed her hand from her mouth.
"I'm glad you felt good, it doesn't matter how rough it gets," Marth said, kissing her lips softly. As they continued to let their lips press to each other, Catria slid her hand down, curiously sliding it over the growing bulge in Marth's underwear, gently gripping it with a few fingers before slowly stroking it. Marth moaned and groaned against Catria's lips, causing a smile to form upon her face. Taking the initiative, she began to tease Marth's neck with the tip of her tongue, causing him to lightly gasp as she helped him remove his bottoms.
"You sound really cute like that," Catria said with a small giggle. Marth's face went red, smiling wide as Catria slowly moved onto the floor. She gently nestled her cheek against the side of his full erect manhood, moving it up and down playfully as she gazed up at him.
"Now it's my turn to make you feel good, right?" Catria said, gazing up at Marth as her hand gently gripped around the base of it.
"Please...I would like that," Marth said, brushing Catria's bangs from her eyes. He held her hair from her face as she slid out her tongue, dragging it all the way up his full length and smothering the head with its full surface. Marth began breathing heavily, his hand desperate to keep Catria's hair out of the way so he could watch every second of her loving touch. She dragged her lips and down the side of it over and over again, moistening it with her saliva as she jerked him off from the base. Gazing up in his eyes playfully, she smiled as she smothered her tongue all the way up his curve, gently kissing the head of his member lovingly.
"Y-you're really good at this," Marth moaned, Catria blushing heavily and smiling as she kisses the tip once more, taking more into her mouth than the last.
"Thank you Lord...I mean, Marth. I'm just doing what comes naturally to me," Catria said lovingly as she raised her head up. Slowly, she began pinching the head of his member with her lips, squeezing it as she moved it into her mouth. Little by little, Marth watched as the head of his member was forcibly squeezed all the way between her lips, her tongue sloshing against it over and over again in her mouth.
He gripped a hold of her bangs as he moaned out, flattening his hand to pin them aside. She slightly tilted her head, allowing Marth to watch as she slid more and more of it into her mouth, her tongue cushioning it as it went in. With every single moan from Marth's lips, her red face grew hotter and her nether region became thicker with its juices, overwhelming joy from hearing her lovers passionate cries. She then slowly moved her mouth back up then down again, slowly pumping her mouth up and down his now moist shaft lovingly. With each shift, Marth began to moan out soundly, grasping onto to the side of her head gently, still holding her bangs out of the way to watch the display of pure lust.
"C-Catria...I...I can't take much more..." Marth gasped, now swaying his hips with her mouth. Catria then grasped the base of his member again, now stroking with her mouth's shifting. His hip's swaying turned into thrusting as he started running his hands through her hair, keeping the hair from her eyes as he gently pressed down with each shift of her mouth and hand. Catria then enclosed the head of his member between her lips, thrashing her tongue all over the tip as she stroked him faster and faster.
"I-I'm gonna cum!" Marth cried as a warning, immediately covering his mouth and crying into it helplessly as she stroked harder. He then growled and shouted into his mouth, Catria humming affectionately as his cum began pouring into her mouth. He stared desperately at her, his cheeks flushed as he removed his hand from her head.
He grunted and gasped with each load of his seed that expelled, finally relaxing once he finished. Catria continued to keep a grasp on his member as she slowly swallowed each spurt, removing her mouth once it was all down. She giggled as she wiped her mouth, playfully flicking the tip of his member with her tongue before moving up.
"I'm glad you felt good, I tried my best for you," Catria said, wiping her mouth then moving up next to Marth. Marth slowly moved her so that her back was against the sheets, resting her head against a pillow as Marth moved over top of her. He shifted her hair to the side once again, gently planting a kiss on her forehead before pressing his to hers.
"I love you, Catria," Marth said quietly, gently pecking her lips with his. He then moved his hands down to adjust Catria's lower body, slowly leaning forward to press the head of his still erect member against her moist crotch. Catria gasped, reaching down to gently grasp around his member to line it up with her hole.
"I love you too, Marth," Catria whispered, gently tugging on Marth to make sure he was in the right area. Marth then slid his hips forward, causing Catria to moan out and make a slight face of pain as his manhood hit all her walls. Catria trembled as her nether lips began to throb, his size stretching her to the point where her nether region clasped around his.
"Are you alright Catria?" Marth said, caressing her pained expression until it mellowed out.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine. You're just a little bigger down there than I thought you'd be," Catria groaned, a smile forming her lips as she became comfortable with the sensation. Taking a sigh of relief, Catria reached for his hands, locking her fingers with his in a loving embrace before kissing his lips.
"You can move now," Catria assured. Marth then began to shift deeper inside, keeping it held there as her hands grasped onto his tightly. Slowly, he began to pull out until only the head of his member stayed in. Gripping her hands, he then thrust back in, causing her to moan out loud. Their faces blushed at one another as Marth pinned Catria's hands to the sides of her head, moaning soundly as he returned his lips to her.
The bed began to shake as Marth slowly made his way in and out of Catria, their lips parting to breath and pant aloud. The two of them were now locked into one another, all of their thoughts melding into a single thought as Marth began to go faster. With every loud moan that they shared, their hands clenched closer together, until their lust began to cry into the night. Catria latched her arms behind Marth's neck, savagely smooshing her lips into his while Marth held her sides, thrusting harder and harder without restraint.
Their moans turned into yells and screams of passion, their lips muting each other periodically to keep themselves from waking up the rooms to either side of his. Catria began to tremble violently, now screaming into his mouth as she tensed her entire body around his. Her climax sloshed around his member, causing him to lose himself as well.
"C-CATRIA!" Marth cried out loudly, Catria forcing his lips back against hers as his seed poured into her. Her tight grasp around him made Marth feel as if his whole world was perfect, grasping onto her as passionately as he filled Catria to the brim with his juices. Panting loudly, covered in sweat, the two lovers gazed into each other's eyes, as if it were the only thing they wished to see the rest of their lives. All of Catria's guilt had been shattered into dust, allowing her to truly enjoy the bliss that she longed for. Marth brushed his hands through the sides of Catria's hair, again pressing his forehead to hers before smiling wide.
"And with this, I give myself to you Catria. In sickness and in health, I will remain by your side," he said, giving her lips another soft kiss.
"And I will follow you to the ends of the Earth, and be your sword and shield for any battles that come ahead," Catria said with a light giggle.