A/N: Hello Readers! Thanks for stopping by again! I feel like I don't say it enough, but your support of this story means the absolute world to me.

Since the last update of this story, I have gotten a few requests about what to do next since I am slowly but surely running out of ideas.

I had a request to do something with America getting pregnant or making a sequel to this story where she is pregnant. I can say that I have been thinking about it. Maybe not her being the one who's pregnant and maybe not in this story but I have some ideas for a sequel or maybe a short story where America does end up preggers.

The other request I got was to have them go on a honeymoon, have Maxon travel for work, having them working together and doing their jobs, a vacation for the two of them (but not honeymoon), or some family stuff such as May growing up a little bit since she is 14. I do like all of these suggestions and I will definitely try to put this in. I really want to keep this story going, so I will definitely play with at least a few of these ideas to keep this story moving along.

As for other requests and suggestions: I am still working on the BDSM chapter. I am currently writing it out and planning how I want to make everything happen. It might be a shorter chapter that is just BDSM or it might be part of a bigger chapter. I haven't gotten that far, but I can say it will be uploaded before September. So you have that to look forward to if you requested that!

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Sorry for the long update, but I figured I would address some things before America and Maxon undress some things for this photoshoot :)

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"America, Darling, are you almost done? I want to see you…" Maxon asks me.

"Just give me one minute. Mary is doing the final touch ups." I tell him through the door of our rooms. Mary wasn't doing anything, to be honest. Mary was dismissed 10 minutes ago to allow me to relax without her doing any more touch ups. But I was making sure that I looked and felt the best I could before entering our room when he called out to me. I wanted to look perfect with the sole intention of wanting to get him hard just by looking at me, which is why we chose to go with the sheer navy bra and panty set for the first outfit of the shoot. I knew he would absolutely freak out by just seeing all of me, even if I'm somewhat covered.

I opened the door slowly. Marlee entered first, letting the suspense build even more.

Marlee cleared her throat, "Now presenting the royal Queen of Illea, and your wife, America Schreave."

I slowly walked into the room with his new camera that I got for his wedding gift behind my back. Marlee had actually gotten it for me while Maxon and I were on our date yesterday, but because of how that turned out I didn't truly realize she got it until we were already upset with each other. Marlee had conveniently forgotten to bring it up earlier, but it's all good because it's here and I can still give it to Maxon. Bonus, he still has no idea that this is his gift, either.

Maxon, not noticing my weird posture as I walked in, whistled when I came in. I looked at him as he whistled. He changed from his cozy pajamas into some gray slacks with a white button up and he had the sleeves rolled up which made him even more attractive than before. I smiled as he came over to me and rubbed my arms while looking me up and down.

"Damn, Baby. You are so… sexy… I might have a harder time with this than I thought..." He tells me, winking to really emphasize his point. A fiery blush fills my cheeks as he compliments me so sexually in front of Marlee.

"Thank you, Baby. Now, I never told you why we are doing this shoot, just that I wanted to. In all reality, I need an excuse to give you your wedding gift from me to you. You have spoiled time after time again, giving gift after gift and I wanted to spoil you. The problem was that you didn't want anything, so I had to get creative and think of all the things you love to figure out what to get you." I handed him the box holding the new camera. "I wanted you to have a new camera to take these pictures on. I figured I would be the best model and then you can save these pictures for if you need to go to talk with other world leaders in a different country or if I need to go away and you miss me."

"Thank you, America. This means the world to me. I really appreciate it."

"Of course, Baby. I love you."

"And I love you." He kisses me.

"Alright," Marlee interrupts, "Enough smooching. We have to get this show on the road."

He looked down at the camera and started to prepare the settings for this shoot. He takes one test photo of me and Marlee talking about posing before giving us the okay. She has me starting out leaning on the foot of our bed frame. I try to be natural, but for some reason I can't be natural right now. Not in the sexual posing, not in these sexy clothes, not in front of Marlee, just not now.

Maxon, not being completely clueless about his wife, can see how uncomfortable I feel. "America, Darling, remember when you came up to my office and I was asking you questions about this shoot?"

"Yeah…"

"Remember how you leaned against my door frame trying to be flirty?"

"Yeah…" I smile at the thought. I hear a click.

"Why don't you do that same thing where you lean against the door frame except over here against this wall."

I move over to where he suggests I stand. "That same thing?"

"Yep. Just lean against that wall with the intention of fucking me."

I giggle and move to do as he says. My body lays into the navy wall with ease. My body relaxes and I pose more naturally now. I hear a few clicks, then he changes his position and a few more clicks go off.

"Darling, do you love me?"

"Of course."

"Good. Would you love me even more if I got you three dozen strawberry tarts after this or for dessert after dinner?"

I laugh and hear the camera click, "Maybe. Only if you eat some as well, like more than four of them."

"Do you want to prove to me that you can share your tarts?"

"More than you could ever know."

Another click. He stands up from where he crouched down and looks at the photos. He nods with each of them that flash over his screen. He smiles with a light behind it when a certain photo flashes across the screen of his camera.

"Darling, you are doing great. Where do you want her next Marlee?"

"Let's do on the bed with the white roses."

I nod and walk over to the bed. I start sitting on the bed, feet dangling over the edge. Maxon sneakily snaps a few pictures of me looking at my hands as I start to move myself to the center. I decided to just lay down and breathe, almost like letting myself relax before I have to pose pretty. I hear a few clicks.

"Absolutely stunning." He breathed.

I popped up, propping myself up right on my elbows. Another few snaps. I threw my head back, and heard another snap.

"America, you are stunning. Marlee, give her a few of those white roses. I want to see what she does alone before I have you pose her."

I sat up as Marlee went to the bag of white roses in the corner of the room and pulled a few out. Two without stems, two with shortened stems, and one with a long stem. She places the delicate flowers on the bed and my eyes light up. They are even more beautiful than I imagined when I thought of these white roses. I sit on my knees as I stare at the beautiful assortment of white roses she placed in front of me. I instantly gravitate to the two without the stems. Thinking of something cute and goofy to do with them. At first, I place them over my eyes and smile, hearing a few clicks and receiving a few giggles from Maxon. Then I place them over my breast, covering my visible nipple through the sheer bra. Maxon snaps more pictures of this, laughing as I giggle and wink at him.

"We might do some more stuff with the flowers like that. I think that is cute, Darling."

I lay back on the bed and flick my feet up in the air with a flower still in my hands. He snaps a few shots here. I go to change positions, but he stops me. Then, he crawls around me, and stands above me. I swallow back a wave of desire seeing him dominate over me in such a way. Unfortunately, I don't even have time to think about unpacking what might be a new turn on, a new desire fulfilling rage in the pit of my stomach, before I remember where I am. I come back to what I'm doing, laying on my bed looking at him as he continues to take pictures of me. I hear a snap. Another picture of me added to the collection. He takes a few more, and I can't help but wonder what it looks like with my red hair beaming off the white bed and blue bra as he stands above me.

He moves off the bed, leaving me to my space. I roll over and lay on my stomach. I hear him shuffling quickly behind me, so I don't move. Before I know it, I hear his camera click a few times. More shuffling around me as I lay on the bed, looking out to him. The camera makes the same clicking sound it has during the rest of the shoot. After it clicks a few times I throw my feet up the flick behind my body. I feel like an elementary girl with my feet up like this. More clicks.

Then he stops and scrolls through the photos we have so far. I watch him as his eyes dilate at the sight of my body on his screen. My eyes scanned down, looking to see if it wasn't just his pupils that grew during our photoshoot. I am not disappointed when I see a little extra bulge in his pants compared to what is normally filling that spot.

"Alright. I think we need a costume change. While you are at it, I'll be taking a moment to freshen up in the little king's room." He tells us, excusing himself from our presence.

I walk back to my room with Marlee. As soon as the door closes I begin to speak, "He had an erection that's why he had to excuse himself."

"How'd you know?"

"I know my husband very well." I tell her as I slide down my panties and slip off my bra, ready for the next set of lingerie to be handed to me.

"Whatever you say, America."

I get handed my light blue lace bra and panty set. The bra was similar to a normal t-shirt bra, but the panties were cut high on my butt cheeks, leaving it all out for him to see. There was a white bow embellishment on the center of the bra and panties, giving it a childish feel to me. Nevertheless, I slipped it on and felt amazing despite it being all single lined lace.

I slipped in and went straight to the balcony to peer outside while we waited for Maxon to finish whatever he was doing in the bathroom. Before I knew it, I heard the camera click a few times behind me. I turned to look at him, more clicks.

"You look beautiful as ever, America."

"Really?"

"America, you and I both know that you look sexy as hell…" he comes up to me and whispers in my ear, "Why else would I excuse myself to the restroom if not to clean up a little after seeing you all sexy?"

I shiver. He steps away from me. "Where do you want to start, Darling?"

I shrug, "Marlee?"

"Well, I think we should do more shots on the bed, but I don't want flowers just yet. I'm picturing America just being in the moment by herself. Like hands running up her sides, arching her back, and everything else. Maxon, you'd have to stand over her. So, let's start there."

I nod and go lay down in the center of the bed. Maxon stands wide legged over me, capturing my image with his eyes first, then his camera. I relax. Trying to imagine that it was just me at this moment to let myself go. It worked because before I knew it I was running my hands up sides up, over my breast, and through my hair without care that Maxon was standing over me and watching me touch what is just as much his as it is mine. I run my hands from my breast down my sides to my center and arch my back as I feel a slight tingle coming from my body. I bite my lip to suppress my moan from giving myself such a reaction. Then I relax, trying not to go back to that spot again, despite wanting so badly to revisit that one spot. After a few more moments of sensual touching, I hear Maxon start to move and open my eyes.

"We're gonna take a quick break, let you get yourself refreshed, get water and such, then we will be back to it." He tells me. I stand up and go to use his bathroom. He sees where I'm going and grabs my arm to stop me, "Now I wouldn't do that if I were you… you might need to clean up a little bit in your own space. I wouldn't want you to see the mess I left earlier…"

"Maxon, sweetheart, I'll be okay. I just need to use the restroom really quickly."

"Do as you wish." He says, releasing me.

I walk into his bathroom, and honestly see nothing out of the ordinary. I don't even see the 'mess' he was speaking of. It looks fine. I roll my eyes and effectively dismiss what Maxon had said. I quickly pee and get the moisture off my body, also trying to remove some of that extra liquid from the inside of my underwear because of the shoot. After a moment, I flush, wash my hands, and exit the bathroom, ready to resume the photo shoot.

Marlee comes up to me, "Maxon looked at the photos and said that they looked really good. We want to get a few more shots of you by the balcony, but wrapped in the top sheet from the bed. Is it okay if we unmake the bed to do that?"

"Yeah, of course. That sounds like a really nice idea. I like it. I'll help you with the bed."

We go over to the bed and peel back our white comforter to expose a white top sheet. I start to peel it out from under the heavy comforter and Marlee does the same. By the time we are done, Maxon- who had left at some point in between me using the bathroom and now- had returned with two glasses of ice cold water. One for me, and one for Marlee.

"I got a glass for both of you, if you'd like some. Can we share, Love?"

"Of course. Thank you, Love."

"Thank you Maxon, for getting us water." Marlee awkwardly thanks him.

"It was my pleasure." He clears his throat, "Back to the photography. I think I want you to be facing towards the window with you holding the sheet up and out. Just so it billows out around you. We can get some really cool looking silhouette shots."

So, following his instructions, I grab the top sheet from our bed by each corner and let it flow out behind me as I turn to face our garden. I hear the camera shutter multiple times as I face away from him.

"Stunning Darling. Let's lay the sheet out and have to lay down on it, like you did on the bed." He tells me.

I lay out the sheet and, with the help of Marlee, get it all straightened out. Then, I lay down on my back. I can feel my hair fan out around me. Maxon walks around me, pointing the camera, and allowing the calming click to ring out at least twice in each spot that he reaches.

"Marlee, give her some flowers."

"Of course." I watch her pull out some of the blue roses and lay them around me. I just lay back down and allow the camera to snap.

Maxon does what he's done before, and looks through the photos of me laying there. His eyes light up as I flash across his screen again. He looks back at me as I sit on the floor and sighs. Something just got planted in his mind and I can tell that he is toying with the idea of asking me whatever he just thought.

"What is it, Maxon? I can tell you're thinking. What's up?"

"So, we have enough pictures of you in the lingerie if you want to get to the part where we do this together. If not, I know that you have one more set that I am waiting to see you in, if you still want to shoot in that. If not or if you want to get right into our part together, I am more than willing to move into that based on the quantity of photos that I took."

"So it's my choice?"

"Yes. You can either shoot in the last set of lingerie or move into Marlee taking photos of us."

"I think I want to save that set for tonight…" I say just above a whisper so that way he can hear it.

I look up at him and his cheeks are flushed red, spreading into his ears as his eyes widen at the thought of me in that strappy lingerie that barely covers my body. "Okay then… Marlee, we are moving on. I think America might want a costume change, and I'm going to go mentally prepare myself for this."

"Come on, Marlee." I grab her hand and pull her into my room. I close the door and squeal.

"What is your problem?"

"This is what I've been waiting for. Can you grab his button up and a pair of spandex from my closet?"

She nods and walks off. I start to strip myself of my bra, leaving on the lace panties, that way I'm ready when she comes back. She hands me the stuff I requested as she returns. I slip on the black spandex shorts and his royal blue button up, buttoning all but the top two buttons. I fix my hair quickly before turning to re enter our room. The door creaks open as I slowly step in.

Maxon turns at the sound of the door, and his jaw drops to the floor when he sees me in barely nothing, "America… You look…"