So this is my first post on here, slightly nervous to share but please enjoy and review.
Takes place in season two after Teddy was born. It's an excerpt from a story I am working on and it doesn't really fit in anymore but I wanted to still share it. There is an original character (Alexandra "Lex") who basically was hired by Cyrus to "keep Mellie on her leash" but she ends up fast friends with Mellie and works to help her repair her marriage. I hope it's not too confusing. Probably won't be more than a few chapters. xx
It had been a long, tedious night mostly shaking the hands of those Cyrus told him he would be needing "generous donations" from in the future. Plastering on a smile and pretending to care as others carried on conversations, mostly inside the beltway gossip. For once he wished someone would just talk about football or something normal, he never really cared for this side of politics.
He politely excused himself from one group, tiring of their conversation, that was always easy, as President, he was expected to make the rounds, but he was certain he had already spoken with everyone he needed to. Glancing around to find Cyrus, in the hopes he might notice the desperation and give him an excuse to leave early.
He spotted Mellie across the room, his eyes continued to on but were drawn back. She was deep in conversation with someone he did not recognize, and she was smiling. Truly smiling, not that plastered on look she normally bore for cameras and the public. He couldn't seem to draw his eyes away. Mellie looked lovely this evening, no rather she looked stunning. Her hair was down in a cascade of flowing curls, where normally for events such as this she wore it up. Her gown was far less modest than what she normally wore and despite having just given birth months earlier, her figure was back.
How was it he had failed to notice, although he and Mellie had arrived separately, they had just dinned together
He continued to study her, perhaps it was the manor in which she was speaking that was intriguing him so much.
He was drawn back when he heard Cyrus "Mr President, the hour is late"
Fitz sighed in relief, he was more than ready to leave, and before he could even respond Cyrus was making his way across the room, no doubt to inform Mellie that it was time to leave. Fitz turned and made his way towards the door, he would have to give some sort of formal good bye before they could officially depart. It was times like these that he disliked his title…
In the limo on their way back to the White House Fitz looked over at Mellie, she was turned slightly towards the door looking out the window. He went to speak to her, to tell her how lovely the thought she had looked tonight when it occurred to him they had hardly spoken the entire evening, outside of the forced conversation with the guests. And then he realized they had hardly been speaking at all lately and that even included arguing. Mellie had become so different lately, he knew it was because of Alexandra, that girl had worked miracles in his life.
"Mel" he said softly
"Hmm" she replied not turning her gaze from the window.
"You" he paused, waiting for her to turn, he wasn't sure.
When she didn't, he continued, "you looked nice this evening"
Mellie turned her head towards Fitz, but her eyes never met his they were looking down as if she were looking internally. She turned back towards the window before responding with "thank you"
He went to speak again and then decided not to, he wasn't sure what to make of her response, or her behavior at all this evening. Normally when ever he spoke to her she was engaged and hanging on his every word. As he had always felt, waiting for some sort of approval or love from him. Yet, earlier, when he had spotted her she was genuinely engaged in conversation. She had been smiling and laughing, and he knew her body language well enough to know she was happy in that moment. And now, he wasn't sure what to make. And now he was wishing he had thought to ask Cyrus, to whom Mellie was speaking.
The rest of the ride in the limo remained silent, Mellie continued to gaze out the window as Fitz stole studying glances at her, he was utterly perplexed. She wasn't angry, for that he was certain, but what it was he couldn't put a finger on it, mostly he was surprised how much it was bothering him.
Back at the White House, still not speaking, Mellie was ahead of him heading up the stairs to the residence. It was late but he knew she would be making her way to Teddy's room to check in on him before getting ready for bed. She always tried to keep up this facade that motherhood was somehow beneath her, but he knew she deeply loved their children.
Fitz wanted to check in on Teddy as well, normally he would after he was ready for bed but he had this sudden tug to go in with Mellie. It struck him, he didn't even realize it at first but he wasn't just following Mellie up the stairs, he was watching her move up the stairs. The gown she was wearing hugged her curves perfectly. He was just about to say "Honey" when he heard Cyrus's voice from the bottom of the stairs, "I'm sorry Mr President, may I have a word"
He paused, Mellie glanced over her shoulder but kept moving. Fitz sighed and turned "Cyrus, its late"
"Yes, sir"
"Can it wait till morning…" Fitz said flippantly
"No, sir"
The conversation, was important, but probably could have waited until morning. Cyrus had kept it brief acknowledging his annoyance, but Fitz knew it had been long enough Mellie would have been done checking on Teddy. He stopped at his room and as quietly as he could opened the door and peered in. Teddy was sound asleep and his heart softened. He had not been happy when Mellie and Olivia had conjured up this ploy of having another child, but now that Teddy was here, he couldn't imagine life with out him. As to not wake the sleeping baby he closed the door and headed to the closet.
Mellie was there with her back to him taking off her jewelry. He started taking off his suit, the bow tie had come off the moment they got in the limo, when Mellie looked over her shoulder and asked softly "would you mind unzipping me"
Fitz threw his jacket down on a chair an walked towards her, she really did look beautiful tonight "of course" he paused briefly and added "honey" as smoothly as he could. Mellie glanced over her shoulder again this time with a quizative look on her face. It hit him as he reached her, he wanted her.
Mellie tilted her head to the left and moved her hair aside for him to access the zipper exposing her neck. He moved closer to her as he reached for the zipper, it had been a long time since he felt this way about Mellie, sure she was always driving him crazy but not this kind of crazy. He was still so puzzled by her behavior tonight he wasn't sure how she would react, but he wanted her it was electric.
He was inches away from her now and her scent was increasing his desire. He reached up for her zipper as he drew his face closer to her exposed neck. He started to harden and his bulge pressed uncomfortably against the front of his pants. He pulled the zipper down slowly, letting his knuckles drag along her back as he went. The back of the dress opened revealing a beautiful matching lace bra and underwear. With his left hand he reached inside of her dress running it down her torso to the top of her hip. Mellie quivered at his touch as her breath caught in her throat. Fitz's right hand ran slowly up Mellie's back towards her neck. Everything was moving so slowly and yet quickly, his breathing became rapid and heavy as he inched yet closer to Mellie.
Fitz's hand moved across her neck to her shoulders where he met the strap of the dress and gently pushed it off. The dress slid off Mellie's body to the floor in the same moment he reached down and kissed her on the neck.
"Fitz" Mellie whispered
He kissed her again letting his lips drag lightly up her neck before he planted them closer to her ear, while moving his hand from her hip across her pelvis letting his fingers trace the top of her lace underwear.
Mellie let out a slight gasp and then melted backwards into him moaning softly. Her left hand came over the top of his pressing it harder into her warm flesh, pushing her ass even closing to his hardening member.
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Mellie was sitting on the couch in the master bedroom in her silk robe taking one last look through the guest list, the hair and make up team had just finished with her a while ago and she had some time to kill before they had to leave. She was certain Cyrus would be telling Fitz who he needed to butter up to tonight, now that things were rocky with Hollis Doyle they would be needing generous donations from other sources for his reelection bid. But Lex had her own ideas for whom it would be important for Mellie to talk to tonight. She had compiled a list, mostly men, some she knew, a few she recognized or heard of, but a few she had not. She wished the girl would be at her side tonight, it was amazing how much strength she could draw from her. But with the passing of Governor Reagan's wife and child so tragically, she knew it was more important for Lex to be at his side right now. It truly surprised Mellie, how much she had come to need Lex, since she had always been the independent type.
She heard a soft knock at the door, followed by "Ma'am"
It was Jane, one of her aids.
"Yes, come in" she replied, standing from the couch and tightening her robe
"I'm sorry to bother you ma'am" Jane said looking down. Mellie rolled her eyes, Jane was older than Lex and had years more experience, yet she was always so timid and quiet. Where Lex was outspoken and often brazen. Initially, Mellie was annoyed with Lex's candor, but the girl was always right in the end and she had come to rely on her abilities to accomplish things.
"Thats alright, what is it" Mellie asked
"The President is running late" she paused and Mellie let out a sigh "and Mr. Beene wishes for you to arrive as scheduled" she finished, still looking down.
Mellie felt an instant pang in her chest, she had been so looking forward to this evening. They hadn't attend any events together since, she shudder, since Fitz's birthday last year. She had been so excited for a night out of the White House, a night she didn't have to worry about planning or hosting. She had been excited to get all dressed up and see Fitz in his tux again.
Last week when they had brought a rack of dresses in for her to choose from, she knew instantly which one she wanted. She was sure Lex had put it on the list just for her. But she humored the stylist and let them show her each one. It didn't matter though, although those other dresses were what she should have chosen and what she normally would have chosen, she had made up her mind. The dress was a deep turquoise, it was modest where it needed to be for a First Lady, but in every way sultry and seductive as well. She may have just given birth a few months ago, but thanks to her and Lex's early morning work outs her figure was back and better than ever, and she was going to show it off.
Mellie looked at Jane and collected herself, she was the "nations hostess" after all and she could schmooze just as good with or with out her husband.
"Alright, I just need to get dressed and I will be ready" she told the woman who still hadn't looked at her. Mellie wasn't sure if the woman was embarrassed to be in her bedroom or if she had been expecting Mellie to be upset at the news. Its true, the old Mellie probably would have given Jane an earful. And then marched down to the Oval to see what was keeping Fitz. But Lex had continually pointed out to her, that wasn't winning her any favors and though every fiber of her being wanted to, she had promised Lex she would be on her best behavior during her absence.
Jane replied, "Yes, ma'am I will let everyone know" and then turned to leave.
Mellie added before the woman could leave, "I will need someone to assist me with my dress"
Jane froze, "of course ma'am, I will be right back"
In the limo now full with aides due to the absence of her husband, Mellie returned one last time to the list Lex had given her, she wanted so badly to call her and thank her, see how she was doing, but she didn't want to share the conversation with everyone else.
She arrived at the event and briefly explained to the gathering crowd of guests, that Fitz was still in the Oval with his work wife Cyrus. There were laughs all around, and then she added that he would be arriving shortly. Mellie made her way deeper into the crowd taking in every compliment, every glance, every notice of how amazing she looked tonight. She was relishing the attention she was getting, it was the attention she had been so deprived of lately. She continued to work the room immersing herself into light conversation, trying to weed out those not on her list to free her up for those conversations after dinner.
Suddenly the crowd became electric again, she was sure Fitz must have arrived, impressed that he was only an hour or so late. She knew everyones excitement was for more than the fact that he was the President. After what he had been through, people were so astonished by his recovery they wanted to witness it for themselves.
Mellie started her way across the room towards him knowing they should be seen together. Fitz did look sharp tonight in his tux. She studied his face though, to see if she could detect if what had kept him was serious. She was certain it must have been, although Fitz had always been charming and charismatic, she could tell what he was delivering tonight was not genuine. Before she could reach him he became so surrounded by other guests that she instead turned to Cyrus, who had already managed to get a drink in his hand.
"Hi Cy, glad you could make it" she said jokingly
Cyrus half smiled and said "Mellie" and then added "you look lovely this evening"
"Thank you" she said and then asked in a way that sounded curious but not intrusive "what kept you, nothing serious I hope"
"Nothing to worry about, he was just on the phone with the President of France"
"Ah" Mellie said and knowing Cyrus was not about to divulge anything further she smiled and left him.
Shortly after Fitz's arrival it was time for dinner. A member of the staff found Mellie and accompanied her to her assigned seat. She already knew who the round table of ten would seat but she was interested to see who would get the seat of honor next to her she was hoping it would be someone worthy of good conversation because she was certain Fitz would not be. Fitz was to be seated to her right, he had yet to make it to the table, and she soon realized the Secretary of State's wife would be seated to her left. Mellie sighed, the woman was beyond dull and quiet. Mellie was certain this woman was the reason her husband had never achieved higher office, he was worthy of being President in many ways, but his wife lacked all the charisma and grace needed to be First Lady these days. The conversation at dinner was dry and dull, but Mellie did her best to stay engaged and gracious.
Fitz barely spoke to her during dinner, she wasn't even sure if he had noticed her, truly noticed how she looked tonight. She rolled her eyes, she wasn't going to let him get to her, not tonight. She was going to enjoy herself for once. Before someone could trap her in conversation she scanned the room quickly looking for Damien Horton. Lex had put him at the back of the list, trying to hide his importance if anyone else were to flip through it, but she had stated he was the one she needed to speak to above anyone else. She didn't have very much information on him, just that he was a brilliant business man, a real up and comer in the software market, and that he was new to the beltway.
Mellie spotted him near the bar, not currently talking with anyone. "Perfect" she said to herself and headed in his direction.
"Ma'am" Cyrus said from behind her.
Mellie turned her head towards him, still smiling from something Damien had just said. She knew Cyrus must have been coming to tell her Fitz was ready to leave, and although they had arrived separately they would need to leave together.
"Yes" she said sweetly
"Time to say our good byes"
"Of course" she replied and then turned back to Damien. And thats when she realized she had spent the entire rest of the evening deep in conversation with him. She was instantly taken by his charm, she didn't even recall what all they had talked about, or rather what hadn't they talked about. She had enjoyed every second. He was so engaged with her, something she never received from anyone but Lex these days.
"It was an honor meeting you, Mellie and a delight to speak with you" Damien said. Mellie was taken aback, he called her "Mellie". So few people called her by her name these days, it was nice to hear. There was something about the way he said it that made her smile again.
"The pleasure was mine" she replied with another smile "we shall speak again"
For the ride home, it would just be her and Fitz alone in the limo. He still had barely acknowledged her, but she wasn't going to let it get to her, she had enjoyed this evening.
She was sitting there gazing out the window, trying to remember all the things she and Damien had spoken about, she still couldn't believe she had spent the entire rest of the evening with him. She could sense Fitz fidgeting at the other end of the backseat, she wasn't sure what was bothering him, nor did she care right now.
"Mel" he said softly
She was taken aback, he was speaking to her sweetly. "Hmmm" was all she gave him in response. And continued to gaze out the window, waiting to see what it was he wanted.
"You" he said softly again and then paused. She assumed he was waiting for her to turn her attention towards him, but she decided not to.
He continued "you looked nice this evening"
So maybe he had noticed after all, but it was too late. She turned her head towards him but did not look at him, she was thinking about something Lex had told her once about playing hard to get and how jealous Fitz could really be, perhaps he had noticed her speaking to Damien, maybe thats what had been bothering him. She turned her head back to the window, trying not to show that she was smiling. Why not give playing a little hard to get a try tonight, she was indifferent towards Fitz right now so she really didn't care what the outcome was. Mellie had wanted this attention from him all night, but he was too late.
"Thank you" she replied void of emotion and continued to look out the window. She could sense his confusion instantly, she even took some joy in it. She could even tell he wanted to say something else but he remained silent. For the rest of the ride Mellie felt Fitz's eyes on her, studying her but she betrayed nothing.
Back at the White House, she still said nothing to Fitz and moved to make it up the stairs before him, she wanted to make him watch her walk up the stairs and she had every intention of putting on a good show.
Halfway up she heard Cyrus from the bottom of the stairs, "good lord" she thought, "this man and his timing tonight" he was addressing Fitz. She turned her head to see Fitz stopping and turning to Cyrus. She turned back disappointed and continued up the stairs.
Mellie reached the residence and headed towards Teddy's nursery. It was late and the baby would be asleep. She knew he was more than well taken care of, but she still wanted to check on him. She entered the nursery to the sound of his sleeping breaths. Her heart caught in her throat, it always surprised her how little she cared for children, yet how intensely she loved them at the same time. She crept towards his crib as quietly as she could in heels and peered down at the sleeping baby. Lord, he looked like Fitz, just as Jerry had when he was a baby. The sound of his peaceful breathing continued to fill her heart with warmth and she smiled.
She was just removing her diamond wreath necklace when she heard Fitz enter their closet and she could feel his eyes on her. She wasn't sure what had changed since they got home, but her anger towards Fitz had subsided. Sure she still wanted to toy with him a bit more, but she was back to wanting his attention.
He was taking his jacket of when she looked over her shoulder and in a very sultry voice she asked "would you mind unzipping me"
Fitz didn't even hesitate, she turned her head back away from him to hide her coy smile.
"of course" he paused briefly and added "honey" as he walked towards her
"Honey" she thought and almost let out a laugh but instead turned and gave him a quizative look. He hardly ever called her that.
Fitz was behind her now, closer than she had expected her plan must be working. Damn Lex wins again she thought. She tilted her head to the left and reached back to pull her hair out of the way.
Fitz began to pull the zipper down slowly, letting his knuckles drag across her back. Mellie could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck and the sensations sent shockwaves through her. When was the last time she had felt this way, sure she and Lex had tried to work some magic between her and Fitz while they were trying to conceive Teddy, but she hadn't felt quite like this in years.
He finished unzipping the dress and moved even closer. Now his left had was inside her dress running the length of her torso to the top of her hip. Mellie quivered at his touch. His right hand was moving up her back towards her neck, as her breath caught in her throat. Her plan was working better than expected. Fitz's hand was moving across her neck to her shoulders when he got to the strap he gently pushed it off, allowing the dress to slide off her body reveling the beautiful lingerie she had worn tonight. At the same moment her kissed her softly on the neck.
"Fitz" Mellie half whispered half moaned. And then he kissed her again letting his lips drag lightly up her neck before he planted them closer to her ear, while moving his hand from her hip across her pelvis letting his fingers trace the top of her lace underwear.
Was this really happening, was he really initiating things with her, was he… "Oh Mellie get out of your head" she thought as her mind tried to race with a million questions. "Just let it happen" she told her self.
Mellie let out a slight gasp as Fitz's hand reached the lower part of her stomach, fingers inching towards the inside of her underwear. She finally let herself go and melted backwards into him moaning softly. Mellie put her left hand over the top of his pressing it harder into her warm flesh.