A/N: Hi guys! sorry that it has been a little bit since I have updates. online school has been busy, but I'm still going strong! enjoy!*Rated M for Mature/Graphic content if you don't like that type of stuff, don't read this*

We were tired, but tired enough to sleep. I don't think either of us wanted to let this night end. I know for a fact that I didn't want to sleep and let the best night of my life end. He must agree with me because we didn't sleep for a little while. Instead, we stayed up talking and just being a couple. We were having a good time, asking questions and laughing at each other when it was appropriate to. I wanted to know something that I thought might be important, so I decided to bold and ask him.

"I'm sorry in advance if this is too serious of a topic or if it's emmbaressing," I fidgeted with the hem of the blanket we were sharing, " I was just wondering if you would induldge me for a moment and tell me when you first learned about sex and like, how to do it."

He laughed, "That's fine, love. Let's see… I was either 13, 14, or 15, I choose to not remember the exact age because it is uncomfortable to even think about. Puberty was starting, and that was a very… interesting time, to put it lightly. I was going through that enlightening experience of, hey now my penis did stuff. My lovely butler noticed the morning wood, and told me that cold showers work best for that. Then, he put in a word to my father about what had happened. He came to my room, just as I was getting ready to leave for breakfast. He sat me down, and told me what it was and how to do it. I sat with that information for who knows how long, and right before my 19th birthday, which was right before the announcement of the Selection and before he chose people, and my father basically gave me a book about female anatomy. He told me to read up on it because, and I quote 'I was going to need to calm my wife down'."

I scoffed, "What does that even mean?"

"He basically said that skills in pleasuring a future wife would make her submit to me like a damn dog. Which, for the record, I thought- and still think- that statement was- and still is- complete and utter bullshit. But I read the damn book, mostly so I didn't get in trouble with him. In the process, I learned far too much about a female's genitalia then what I needed to know and that was that. My mom never told me anything. I think it was because she didn't want to think about her only child having sex and starting a family. But that was my first time learning about sex. What about you, America? When did you first learn about sex and all that goes with it?"

"Now, I learned it in bits and pieces because of how amazing female reproduction is. First when I was 13. I had a similar experience of puberty, but instead of morning wood, as you put it, I had my very first period. Ah, the pure and utter bliss that comes with bleeding out but not dying…" I had to pause and think about what I did after I got my first period. "I told my mom because I didn't really know what was going on, but my underwear was no longer blue, they were more…how do I put it lightly… red. She gave me the basics of 'this just means that you can have sex, but you are not allowed to.' I didn't really know what that meant, so I just ignored it. Then at 14, my mom and dad sat me down and talked to me about it for real. I should really say that my mom talked to me about it for real because my dad didn't say a word."

"Not a word to you?"

"Nope, not one. He sat with his head down on the corner of the bed, I assumed he was silently praying for it to be over. Anyway, my mom told me what happens during sex. I was confused how a little hole in my body was going to accomodate someone else, but I didn't bother to ask questions because I was nervous and to spare my dad from answering any of my questions. She told me that I have a pleasurable spot and that I have a hole, and she left it at that for the female version. For the male version, she told me that a man had a penis and that he was supposed to go into me when I was married. She kept it very simple."

"Okay, so here is a question. If she told you the bare minimum, then where in the hell did you learn how to give head like that?"

"Oh, I didn't finish. A day or two before the letters about the Selection were sent out, she wanted to have one final discussion about sex. She reminded me of Illean laws and then told me about giving head to man. Not like a how to or step by step guide to a blow job, but just what a man might like. I remembered it all and for the first time, it came in handy."

"So I can go to Magda Singer tomorrow at breakfast and thank her for teaching her daughter how to give head?"

I smacked him lightly, "If you are fine with only spending 24 hours with me, then sure. She will most definitely kill you for saying that."

"So, I should tell her in private how thankful I am?"

"Maxon! Don't even! She would skin me and you alive!" I laughed.

He yawned through his laugh, peeking at his clock, "We should probably sleep. We still have to see your family tomorrow and it's already 3 am."

"Okay," I yawned, "You're probably right. I love you, Maxon Schreave"

"And I love you, America Schreave." He lips meet mine for a second then he pulls away, controlling himself.

I turn away from him, but quickly wiggle myself up against his bare body. He drapes his arm over me. I lay my head on his arm. I place my hands over the one that is holding me securely to him, feeling the cool metal of his ring against my skin. All feels right with the world. I was with my other half, and he was all mine. I fell asleep hearing him murmur to me, "How did I get so lucky to have you?"

I woke up with the sun, which I assume means pretty early. I rubbed my eyes, looking for the clock. It read 8:30. Breakfast was at 10, so I'm not too worried, but I most definitely need a bath after last night. I turned in the bed to look at Maxon. He was still asleep, facing me as if when we were falling asleep he was worried that I would run off. I was honestly surprised that he had let me out of his grip last night. I sighed as I looked at his rested face. My body, cuddled into his chest, his head on top of mine. I felt his arms wrap around me. I started leaving kisses on his chest and by his collar bone.

He kissed my head, so I knew he was awake, "Good morning, Mrs. Schreave."

"Good morning, Mr. Schreave. Did you sleep well?"

"Best night of sleep I've ever had. How did you sleep, my love?"

I laughed, "I have to agree with you that it was the best night's sleep I've ever had. We should probably get up and get ready, don't you think?"

"I don't think I ever want to leave this bed," He snuggled closer to me, "Not if it means leaving your side for even a second."

"Maxon… we have to get up. We have to see my family today, and we have the Report tonight."

"But if we get up, then we both have to get dressed." He whined to me. Trust me, he was preaching to the choir. I didn't want to get up either, but I know better than to let him keep me here.

"If you get up, you can thank my mother for my knowledge about sex…"

His head popped up, "That's a deal."

"Ah-ah, but it has to be in private, so make sure that Gerad and May aren't around. While you're at it, just make sure that Kota, James, and Kenna aren't around. I would rather not be completely embarrassed at breakfast"

He kissed my cheek, "Deal."

I grabbed the blankets away from him, and got out of bed. I walked to the Queen's suit through the adjoining door. I heard him whistle as I dropped the blanket and closed the door where Mary waited for me.

"Did you have a nice night, Miss?" She already had a bath drawn for me, and I happily stepped in.

"Oh, hush, Mary!" I giggled, "We did have a… wonderful evening."

"That's good to hear." She stepped away from the tub, "I'm going to pull out your dress and shoes for the day. How long would you like to rest, Ma'am?"

"Only 20 minutes or so. Will you get me when I need to get out?" I asked her.

"Yes, of course, Your Majesty." She curtsied and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door before I could tell her to not worry about the formalities of my new title.

I sat and soaked in the lavender bath, just letting the water carry me to a peaceful place. The 20 minutes went by really fast. Mary knocked then entered, "Time to get out of the bath, Your Majesty."

"Mary, what have I said about formalities. Please, call me America." I say as I step up and out of the tub to grab the towel from the rack by the door. I wrap it around my body, tucking it below my arms, and follow Mary out of the bathroom where she has a gorgeous light green day dress laid out with a pair of yellow heels that match the yellow ribbon cinching the waist of the dress.

"Mary, you have outdone yourself again!"

"Thank you, Miss." She blushes slightly, "Here, let's get it on you so I can do your hair and makeup."

I quickly dry the rest of myself off. She helps me into the dress, and ties the ribbon in the back. It is a gorgeous knee length dress with a flared skirt, sweetheart neckline, and off the shoulder cap sleeves. It was beautiful. She sat me down at the vanity, and started to pull my hair into a half up half down with the same yellow ribbon to tie my hair back with a bow. She then started on my makeup. I couldn't tell you what she was doing, but I felt like a real queen when I was out of her grasp. I looked in the mirror.

"Mary! This is beautiful!" She had brought out my eyes, by sticking with a lime green eyeshadow and a rosy pink lipstick. She was so talented.

"Thank you, Miss. You better go off to breakfast. Don't want to leave King Maxon waiting."

I giggled and thanked her again as I headed out of my room. As I was walking the rather long journey to the stairs to the 1st floor from the 2nd floor, I saw Maxon talking with my mom right by the stairwell. He was waiting for me, but I really didn't want to be involved with whatever that was. I ran, trying to hide behind one of the plants that was scattered about the hallway, but my heels gave me away.

"America! Honey, what are you doing behind that plant?" He called to me from the other end of the hallway.

I crept out of them, slowly and suspiciously, "Oh! Just smelling them! I've lived here for a while now and I didn't even realize that there were so many plants!"

"Come here, Darling! You can join this conversation with your lovely mother and I." My mother blushed. I have never in my entire life seen Magda Singer blush, but her cheeks were bright red. He held out his arm for me. I made my way over to him, but only because he gave me a look. Not just a look, the look. The look that said, 'I can announce it to everyone who is still on this floor, including guards or I can tell her in private, your choice.' It was a cocky look, but also very authoritative.

I clasped onto his arm, squeezing his bicep a little bit harder than normal to tell him to knock it off. He shot a look down to me, making it very clear that he knew what he was going to do despite what I wanted.

His eyes scanned the hallways as we made our way down the stairs, "You know, Magda, I have to thank you for teaching your daughter. She is quite talented, and I wasn't expecting it from her."

I squeezed his arm again. She blushed, "Oh, well. It's not too bad teaching her. She is a quick learner and she truly has a knack for it."

I was confused, what was she talking about? Then it hit me in the face like a bowling ball. She truely had no idea that he was talking about sex. He suppressed a laugh, "I mean her voice is just music to my ears."

"She has always been a very good singer. Very talented, but I don't think she cares for it too much."

"I prefer playing the piano and violin, definitely." I chimed in, trying to keep the topic on music instead of what Maxon was referring to in the most vague way possible.

"Oh, you guys are talking about music." He smirked, "I was talking about in the bedroom. We had talked about when we learned about all that naughty stuff. She said you told her and taught her, so I wanted to thank you."

I blushed so hard, embarrassment flooded my system. Maxon was having a hay-day with this. I couldn't see how she reacted to the comment, I could only hear her rebuttal, "Well, again, she is a quick learner."

I gasped, "MOM!"

Maxon laughed, "She truly is. Very vocal, too. I was surprised no one heard us!"

We finally reached the dining hall. My mom and Maxon were laughing about his comical joke and my overly rosy cheeks. Meanwhile, I was trying to get the color in my face to go back to normal, but just thinking about what she said in response to Maxon's inappropriate comment made me feel flushed again. I really didn't want to talk about my new sex life with my mother this morning, but Maxon brought it up and I had no escape. Stupid heels giving me away from my hiding!

I dropped my hand from Maxon's arm and walked in, leaving them to chuckle at my embarrassment. I walked around the table greeting my family as calmly as possible. I sat down where Queen Amberly sat. May was sitting next to me, eating a strawberry tart.

"Ames, why are you blushing so bad?" She asked.

"Don't worry about it, May. Just eat your breakfast." I spat at her. She rolled her eyes, and shrugged off my comment. I grabbed a few strawberry tarts and some sausage for protein. I also grabbed an english muffin from the middle of the table along with some cut bananas on toothpicks. One of the butlers poured me some coffee into a white mug, which I needed after the late night I had with my husband. Maxon came in with my mother next. He politely pulled out the chair right across the table from me for her to sit in. He then rounded the table and kissed my head. He kissed May's hand and fluffed Gerad's hair before taking his spot at the head of the table. I angrily took a bite of my sausage making eye contact with him. He looked over the moon with his behavior. I couldn't even enjoy my strawberry tart without his smug look staring back at me!

"Your behavior was rather immature, Maxon." I whispered so only he would be able to hear it. I pop a banana bite into my mouth

He laughed, drawing the attention to us. I felt my face get red, again. He calmed down and said nonchalantly, "Darling, it's only immature if taken out of context."

"Pardon?" I took a sip of my coffee.

He leaned in, as if he was telling me a secret, "I told Magda that I was going to do that to embarrass you before you came down and went to smell the fake plant in the hallway."

I spit my coffee out, "Wait, you did what? AND those plants are fake?"

"Relax, Darling, you're making a scene." He was stifling his laughter. He was right, all of my family members were staring me down. My mother looked appalled by my behavior.

I stood up to address everyone, "My apologies for my unlady-like behavior at the table." I turn towards him, "A word, King Maxon?"

I started to leave, not bothering to wait for him. He stood up, smoothed his tie, and followed me out of the room. I waited for the doors to close before I did anything.

"Yes, Darling?"

"You are being an ass!" I smacked his chest. There was no mistaking my fiery eyes, but underneath I had a completely different plan, "Can you please behave?!"

"Can you?" He challenged me. Oh, he just set up my plan perfectly… He shouldn't have asked that question, but now since he did, I was going to take advantage of it.

I laughed an evil laugh, "Never."

I pulled him in by his tie. My lips rushed into his. My hands rubbed up and down his chest. His hands were wrapped around my waist. He started to move us to one of the parlors right by the dining room. He shoved us into one, and the door slamming shut behind us. I giggled. My plan was working and I didn't even have to use anything I thought of on the way out of the dining room. His lips sucked on the sensitive spot behind my ear, I allowed myself to enjoy it for a moment. Then, I felt lower than his buckle. Oh, he was hard. Not like semi-hard I mean like full on. I was tempted to stay, but I got him right where I wanted him. I gave him one last kiss on his neck, then I pulled away from him, and walked out of there before he could call after me. I fixed my hair and lipstick as I walked back into the dining room.

My plan was genius. It worked like a charm, now to get out of here before I get caught, "Hello. Please, enjoy the rest of your meal. If anyone needs me, I will be in the Women's room."

I walk back out of there. I clapped my hands excitedly. I slip off my heels and run to the Women's room, so that way nobody will hear me. My body slips in, and I relax against the closed door. Mission accomplished. I got payback for embarrassing me in front of my mother and he didn't catch me running to the one place he couldn't be.