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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Fire_Emblem_Series, Fire_Emblem:_If_|_Fire_Emblem:_Fates
  Relationship:
      Marx_|_Xander/Sakura
  Character:
      Marx_|_Xander, Sakura
  Additional Tags:
      Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Romance, First_Time, Smut, Consensual
      Sex, Explicit_Consent
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-04-11 Words: 2024
****** Two Shy ******
by Grimalkenkid
Summary
     Getting started is always the hard part.
     (Sakura/Xander smut. You have been warned.)
Notes
     For a prompt on fe-kink-meme: "Xander/Sakura, slow and gentle married
     sex, lots of handholding and compliments abound."
See the end of the work for more notes
Xander pulled away from their kiss when he felt Sakura tremble. “Is something
the matter, princess?” he asked, brow folding ever so slightly as he gazed into
her pale pink eyes. “If you don’t want to do this, then we can stop.”
Sakura immediately shook her head, even as her arms shook beneath his touch.
“N-no! I want to. I… I really do… I w-want to…” Her voice trailed off, and she
looked to the side. She lightly fiddled with the front of his shirt, and Xander
could swear that he saw her lips continue to move even after her words had
stopped. His heart felt heavier at the sight of his wife looking so worried.
The Nohrian prince laid his hands over hers and gripped them gently. They
hadn’t been married all that long, and he wanted to be as reassuring as
possible.
“I won’t be angry or upset if you say you’d rather wait. I just want you to be
comfortable.” He fought the urge to kneel down so he’d be looking up at her
instead of the other way around. For whatever reason, she didn’t like being
taller than him, and he’d be damned if he did anything to make her feel bad.
Sakura hazarded a glance up at his words. “I… I do want t-to do this… To spend
the night… t-together. I’m just s-so nervous that… that I won’t be a-any good.”
Xander let out a soft chuckle. “That would make two of us.” He pulled one of
her hands away from his chest to place a light kiss on her wrist, noting the
surprised gasp she made. “This… will be the first time I’ve laid with anyone,
and I’m glad that it will be with you.” Sakura’s face was an almost vivid red
when he raised his eyes to look at her, but at least she was smiling again. The
Nohrian prince laced his fingers with hers, sighing softly when he felt her
squeeze his hand. “I promise, I will be as gentle as possible.”
The Hoshidan princess swallowed hard and nodded, pressing herself against
Xander’s body and burying her face in his chest. “Th-thank you,” she said, as
if struggling to find something else to say that wasn’t horribly awkward. “C-
could you… take your shirt off? I’m… not good with buttons…”
Xander felt like he should say something, but the only things that came to mind
immediately were subtle jabs at Sakura taking charge, so he refrained. Pulling
back just enough to undo his buttons, the prince removed his shirt. His face
was beginning to turn red under her gaze, suddenly aware that she’d probably
never seen him topless before. Even in training, the prince kept himself
covered, and he had to fight the urge to cover himself when Sakura reached out
to touch him.
“You’re… softer than I thought,” she mused, running her hands over his bare
chest. “I… I’m sorry… I don’t know wh-what I expected. O-of course you’re not
made of stone…”
He chuckled again, leaning down to catch her in a kiss as he rested his hands
on her shoulders again. The heat in his face had dissipated since Sakura began
fondling his muscles, instead rushing between his legs. “You’ve nothing to
apologize for,” Xander whispered against her lips. He could almost feel her
begin to form another apology from her intake of breath and decided to cut her
off before they descended into a circle of ‘I’m sorry’s. The prince pulled
lightly on the collar of her kimono, asking, “May I?” Sakura nodded, but the
way she pulled her arms back to her chest gave him a different impression. He
rubbed her shoulder reassuringly and added, “Ah… u-unless you’d prefer to
remain clothed.”
Sakura shook her head sharply, almost hitting his nose with her forehead. “N-
no, it’s just… it’s still embarrassing.”
Xander closed his eyes and nodded. “I… believe I know how you feel. Would it
help if I removed the rest of my clothes first?” He felt some of the heat rise
to his cheeks again; the prince honestly didn’t know why he suggested that in
particular and hastily added, “It might make things less awkward if you see me
first? Er… I mean that… I-I’m sorry. I don’t know why that would help. Forget I
said anything.”
For the first time that night, though, he heard the princess giggle and met her
eyes again. “I-it’s okay,” she smiled. “I… I think I’d like that. Th-this must
be embarrassing for you, too, but… y-you’re a lot braver than I am, so…
please?”
She was right; Xander didn’t think he’d stop being embarrassed for a long time,
but right now, he wanted his wife to be as comfortable as possible. He let go
of her and almost unceremoniously pulled both pants and smallclothes off.
Xander felt like he should’ve taken longer, but he also felt that if he hadn’t
just shucked the remainder of his clothing, then he would’ve made an even
bigger fool of himself. The realization that he was already half-hard didn’t
help. The prince tried to compose himself, but he could almost feel Sakura’s
eyes on him, and it was as if he was paralyzed, unable to say anything to break
the tension.
“S-sorry,” the Hoshidan princess stuttered, taking his hand and leading him to
their bed before gently encouraging him to sit down. “Y-you looked like you
were a-about to f-fall over… I-”
Xander cut her off with a kiss, giving her hand a light pull so she sat beside
him. “It’s alright,” he said. “I can endure a little embarrassment if it makes
you feel better, my love.”
“Th-thank you,” Sakura giggled. “I… I think I’m ready now. I-if you want to…”
While her voice trailed off, he still knew what she meant and cupped her cheek
to draw her into another, slower kiss. Xander laid his hand over her hip and
waited until she relaxed under his touch before moving to untie her waistband.
Sakura gasped into his mouth as the fabric began to slacken, and the prince
pulled back enough to look her in the eye. “Sakura…” he breathed, the reality
of what they were doing finally sinking in and making his heart beat as fast as
hers was. “Will you… touch me again? You… looked like you were enjoying it a
minute ago.”
Sakura’s blush deepened, if it was even possible for her to get any redder, but
she didn’t stop smiling. “I-I was just curious… but… I w-would like to, i-if
you don’t mind.”
“Of course not,” Xander replied, a bit of his confidence coming back even as he
began to slide the kimono off her shoulders. “In this room… right now… I am
yours completely.”
That seemed to be what she needed to hear, and she laid her hands on his chest
again after leaning back into their kiss. Xander eased the kimono off her
shoulders, letting it fall the rest of the way. He was always amazed by how
Hoshidan clothing behaved so differently from what they made in Nohr, but
Sakura’s shiver at the sudden cold brought him out of that reverie and back
into the moment. The prince pulled her almost onto his lap, hoping that his
skin wasn’t so cold that he couldn’t warm her with an embrace.
And that moment was also when he realized that they were both bare, skin to
skin. Xander leaned back just enough to look at his wife, who reflexively tried
to cover up. “It’s okay,” he said softly, rubbing small circles on her back to
help her relax. “You can put it back on or ask me to look away at any time.”
The swiftness with which Sakura shook her head told him that that probably
wouldn’t be the case, and he placed a kiss on her head. “Alright… I have to
admit that I’m glad, though. You’re… beautiful.” The prince took one her hands
in his, holding it to his own chest. “A-are you ready?”
“Yes…” Sakura breathed, squeezing his hand as she felt him tremble a bit from
both anticipation and anxiety. They were both new to this; it was as ready as
they were likely to get.
Xander somehow rolled them both fully onto the bed, laying Sakura back against
the sheets while he held himself above her. Still holding her hand, he tilted
his neck to kiss at her neck and shoulders, grateful to hear soft gasps and
sighs at each touch. “Does this feel good, my love?” the prince whispered
against her skin.
“Mm-hm. It’s a bit o-odd… but nice.” She hugged him with her free hand, pushing
their bodies closer together until his shaft brushed the inside of her thigh.
“Ah! Y-you’re, um, r-ready?” Xander bit his lip and met the Hoshidan princess’s
almost hopeful gaze. He was about to say something, but she shifted her hips,
pressing against his arousal, and he words were lost in a low moan. “I-I’m
ready, t-too. Just… p-please don’t go fast.”
The Nohrian prince nodded, a small smile gracing his lips. “Of course. Sakura,
I… I love you. You’re far too precious to me; I don’t think I could be anything
but gentle with you.” He gave her a deep kiss as he wasted no more time and
positioned himself at her entrance, easing in until Sakura gave a soft whimper
against his lips. Xander stopped immediately. “I’m sorry… That was too fast,
wasn’t it?”
Sakura shook her head slightly. “No. It’s j-just… different. K-keep going…
please?”
Xander sighed, feeling her squeeze his hand as reassurance. They were doing
fine. “Certainly, love,” he said, easing her lips open for another kiss even as
he slid further into her body.
It was almost agonizingly slow, every moment that passed reminding him how much
he was aching for relief. Yet the sound of his wife’s soft moans made him keep
his pace, along with an even stronger desire to make this as good for her as it
was beginning to feel for him. When their hips were finally flush with each
other, Xander was breathing hard, whispering incoherent words of praise against
her ear. They stayed like that for a moment, waiting for Sakura to tell him
that it was alright to keep going. A firm squeeze of his hand, running her
fingers through his hair, and she nodded.
He gasped when he began to move, giving short, slow thrusts at first. They
quickly abandoned holding each other’s hands as the heat built, growing slowly
but steadily with each move of their hips. Xander gripped the bedsheets
instead, not sure that he could keep this up without crushing Sakura’s hand,
but he didn’t mind, as she threaded her hands through his hair and tugged him
down to her collarbone. He could hear each and every moan she made as he
gradually increased his pace, rising in pitch until she yelped in pleasure, and
all of her muscles tightened as she curled around him as much as her small
frame would allow. The sudden increase in pressure on his length was more than
he could handle, and Xander let out a low moan as he came.
They stayed that way for a while, recovering in each other’s arms, allowing the
high to pass and their bodies to relax. If they could’ve, Xander would’ve liked
nothing more than to just remain like that for the rest of the night, but
Sakura’s wiggling reminded him that he probably shouldn’t fall asleep on top of
her. With an annoyed groan, he pulled out and plopped to the side, turning the
Hoshidan princess over with him. Sakura squeaked at the shift but snuggled into
his chest as he wrapped his arms around her.
“Did that… feel good for you, love?” he asked softly after several moments of
warm silence.
Sakura didn’t answer for a second, but then she nodded. “Y-yes… but I think I’d
like it i-if you’d touch me, too. W-would that be asking too much?”
Xander kissed the top of her head at her words. “Not at all, my love. Not at
all.”
End Notes
     Not my best work, but I couldn't think how to improve it. As always
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