Sheeda could feel Marth's eyes burn into hers. She raised her body off him and pulled him up off the chair.

"Bring those in, they will break out here." Sheeda said referring to the wind glasses and the fact that the wind blew nearly constantly. They were far too delicate to be leaving on the balcony. He placed them on the table just inside the doorway and put his arms around Sheeda's waist. The next thing she felt was his hips on her neck and the unzipping of her dress leaving her stripped down to her silky underwear. She turned around and grabbed Marth by the waist of his pants and shoved him backwards into their sea of white covers.

"Where's your tiara?"She asked grinding her hips into him and pulling her fingers through silken navy hair. Marth sighed and smiled at her.

"It's not a tiara!" Marth insisted unhooking her bra.

"Aww, Marth you're so precious when you try to convince me it's not a tiara." She licked her way up his neck. "It is soooo a tiara…"

"If you weren't 95 percent naked and your hands weren't in my pants I'd probably argue this a little more firmly." Marth told her. Sheeda just laughed at him and quickly slid his pants and anything underneath them off his hips. She could already smell his intoxicating scent all over her. She knew that would only get worse. Now, Sheeda had everything she wanted. She could hear him gasp as she took him into her mouth. That was the response she had waited over a week to hear. She was experienced, and she knew exactly how far was too far. She knew what to do and above all….she knew how to do it. She loved it when he clenched the covers around her in his fists. He would pull on them harder the deeper she went. It could now be appropriately stated….yes…Marth was spoiled.

Sheeda slowly pulled her mouth away from him and watched his eyes carefully. They were so full of lust and desire for her. She crawled her way up his body until she felt his hands on her chest and until her lips met his. She loved it when he kissed her like this, wanting to tear into her and give her anything she wanted. Sheeda grabbed Marth's shoulders and rolled him on top of her. She tilted her head backwards as she felt him kiss his way down her cheek, down her neck, over her shoulder, and to her chest. The beauty of having been married for three years is the fact there was no guesswork. Marth knew what would leave Sheeda breathless and begging for more of him. He knew how to leave her miserably hot, listless….and messy. It hadn't always been that way of course. Every lover is a work in progress. In this case, there was no more progress to be made. No one could have guessed what a sensual lover Marth was, they way he touched Sheeda, the way his breath grazed her neck, and the way he loomed over her. The things he said to her were filthy but let's face it; what he would do to her would make words like that seem mild.

Sheeda could feel Marth part her legs underneath him. She sighed…she had missed that feeling…the way he would spread her apart and…maybe we shouldn't venture there. Sheeda just missed this moment right now. She cried out and slid her fingers down Marth's back at the feeling of him…inside her. "Sheeda…" Marth whispered to her. She tightened her arms around him. Marth whispered something else to her as Sheeda felt navy blue hair in her face.

"Tell me again…" she begged of him. She could feel his lips move against her neck. She moaned at what she heard and what she felt. She began to move her hips with him. The louder she got…the harder Marth's hips slammed in to her. She didn't care…in fact she wouldn't mind if Marth fucked her like that all night. As far as she was concerned the harder it got…the better it got. By now she had her fingers dug into his back but she hadn't quite mauled him…yet.

Sheeda could hear Marth's labored breath in her ear. "Slow down…slow down…shit…" She held his check against hers. "That feels too good and you know it…this…will be over in fifteen seconds if you don't slow down…" Sheeda whispered as breathless as Marth was.

"Sheeda…I love you….so much…but even if I slow down this will still be over…in fifteen seconds." Sheeda wasn't surprised. My god, he had been gone eleven days; there was no way in hell they would have the stamina right now that they normally would. In the public eye, Sheeda was the country's sweetheart and Marth the country's soft spoken heart throb…if they only knew. Of course, you always have to watch out for the angels….they always turn out to surprise you.

Sheeda closed her eyes and tightened her arms around him. She didn't need to say anything. She knew he would fuck her the way she wanted it. It only seemed like an instance...and now Sheeda had completely mauled Marth. She didn't mean to…she never did. But if you were Sheeda you'd be clawing Marth to pieces too if you were at the point she was right now. Sheeda pulled her hands from Marth's back and grabbed his arms. It was hard telling which was hotter…the way Marth just took Sheeda without even having to ask her what felt good, or the way Sheeda pleaded for him with lust and desperation. Sheeda could feel one last push into her hips…that….was the moment Marth had longed for. Marth could feel Sheeda's arms around him as she pulled the weight of him down to rest on her.

"Give me thirty minutes." Marth finally said to her. Sheeda hugged him tighter against her.

"You can take longer than that, you know? It's not like I'm going anywhere. Besides, it's early." Sheeda said eyeing that bottle of wine across the room. There was still some left in it. She would ask Marth to go get it…but not right now. "Your hair smells good." Sheeda said burying her nose in the top of his head.

"It's that stuff…you packed it for me." Marth told her.

"I did? That's right…I did pack that for you. I'm so glad to know you use what I pack." Sheeda said.

"You know, I could pack myself…but it's so nice when you have it done already when I'm busy doing stuff during the day." Marth said. Sheeda laughed.

"I don't care to pack for you. It's not like it's hard. Half the time I literally shove stuff in your suitcase but I do take time to pick out your clothes. I know how much you love to leave the house impeccably dressed." Sheeda said sarcastically.

"Hey, that was complete accident that I went with those diplomats that time and there were holes in that wool coat. How was I supposed to know that moths had eaten half of it?" Marth asked her kissing her collar bone.

"Well Marth….first you LOOK at it. Then…you throw it away. You don't wear it on business." Sheeda told him. It was just now she noticed his back. She grimaced and wiggled her arm free to reach for the draw on the night stand. She struggled to pull it open but finally succeeded and got what she was looking for. "Hold still…this is going to be cold…" Sheeda said.

"No, no, no, no, no…I know what you're going to do just let me be in pain later." Marth asked of her. But it was too late, the cold blob had landed right in the middle of his back. "Why Sheeda?! Why!? First you claw me to death and then you put that cold lotion all over me." Marth mumbled. Sheeda somewhat ignored him as she rubbed it in.

"You have two solutions really. The first is to be less talented and instead of clawing you raw…I'll read a book or something. The second solution…is to let me rub the cold lotion on you. Besides, it's only cold for like…five seconds." Sheeda said finishing up this task.

"Alright…I'll take the second option. Who am I kidding…it's nice lotion." Marth gave in to her.

"Will you do something for me? See that bottle of wine all the way over there? There's more in it….will you go get it?" Sheeda asked.

"Oooh, there is more in it isn't there? Yeah…I'll go get it." Marth kissed her and reluctantly got out of their bed to get their wine bottle. "There's actually a lot left in here. By the way beautiful, we have to clean that closet out tomorrow." Marth told her taking a drink from the bottle and handing it to her. She traded him places, straddling him as she sat up and pulled the covers up farther. Sheeda shook her head.

"No, that closet is….my god would you look at that closet…It's like we just threw crap in there and left the doors open to remind us how messy it is." Sheeda said. It was too bad she was so gorgeously naked right now and Marth wasn't completely listening to her. She handed him the wine bottle wondering how he was going to drink out of that thing laying underneath her like that. "Okay, fine. You're right we need to clean that closet out tomorrow. I am looking at three shirts right now that still have tags on them…that's sick Marth. And yes, they are YOUR shirts.

"I'll take the tags off tomorrow. The real problem Sheeda, is that you have too many shoes in there. Granted, I can't see anything but your chest right now…but I'm convinced you have at least 20 pair in there." Marth said winking at her and handing the bottle back. Sheeda watched him carefully as she took another drink. She shook her head.

"No….you have too many tiaras." Sheeda said quietly.

"I only have ONE tiara thank you very mu….damn it Sheeda!" Marth laughed realizing that Sheeda had gotten him to call it a tiara. She raised her eyebrows and handed over the bottle again knowing she had won this time.

"What we need to do, is take everything out because I know there is stuff in there that neither of us can wear and Elice can wear some of my stuff. I bet we are going to find so much crap in there tomorrow. It's going to take us half the day." Sheeda said.

"Here, you can finish it." Marth said handing the bottle back to Sheeda. Sheeda did exactly that and leaned forward to put the now empty bottle on the night stand. Marth took her in his arms and kissed her. "I'm really happy I'm home." He told her with utmost sincerity.

"I'm happy you're home too. I love you and I hate it when you're away. Not just because you are amazing in bed…but it gets so lonely around here without you. It would get lonely anywhere without you." Sheeda said.

"Well, it's all over now for a while. It's just going to be you and me and that atrocious closet." Marth said smiling all over. Sheeda kissed him. She had given Marth plenty of time to recover…now she had some work to do. Now that she was on top…things would really start to heat up. After all, when you're the empress you don't need diamonds or pearls when you have an empire that's all yours.