So, I think this came out of my frustration of what happened in the S4 winter finale. I just can't wrap my head around what Andrew did or why and this just kind of poured out of me. We'll see where it goes. Enjoy x
Her hands gripped the sheets as her head dropped back into the pillows as the ecstasy flowed through her body. She groaned as his tongue delved even deeper, Mellie was doing everything in her power not to scream out in pleasure. It was the last thing she wanted to do right now, they were finally getting a moment alone together and no one needed to know exactly what was going on.
He glanced up at her face, her beautiful expressive face and smiled. She was biting her lip now, she was close and it was his doing. He swelled with pride and returned his attention back to her soft folds.
Her back arched and her toes curled as the wave of pleasure coursed through her body. He stole a few more licks savoring the sweet tang before moving from between her thighs trailing kisses up her body. He didn't linger too long as he wanted her to taste herself on his lips. Mellie ran her fingers through his hair as his face reached her's. Her blue eyes were filled with passion and desire, he was completely lost in them. Her chest heaved as she tried to regain control of her body, so she would be ready for him to continue. With each breath her hard nipples brushed across his bare chest, filling her with even more erotic sensations.
"Mmmm Mr. President" she said in a soft sultry voice finally regaining some control. "That was…. amazing" she finished, it was more of a moan than words but he got the message.
"You're amazing" he replied before kissing her, gliding his tongue in her mouth.
He adjusted his body and slipped inside her wet entrance. Missionary, boring by their standards but it felt necessary. It had been so long and he just wanted the intimacy of it. He wanted to hold her in his arms and admire her beautiful face while he pleased her. The feeling of her soft and now sweaty skin against his was glorious. He was so glad he had taken the time to remove her clothing.
— — — — — One month earlier — — — — — —
"What do you want Andrew" Fitz snarled from the other side of the room. Andrew had asked to meet him in the residence. He had been sitting in a tall wing backed chair by the fireplace where some aide had left him to wait for Fitz. He toyed with the folder in his hands as he watched the dancing flames, he was doing the right thing, he knew he was but he still didn't feel good about it.
"Good evening to you too" Andrew said standing
"Don't even try with pleasantries" Fitz said glaring at him "We both know I want you dead… but…" he turned his head away trying to swallow his anger
"Fine." Andrew said "Yes, you want me dead but I have your precious Olivia." he said in a mocking tone "And that's why I'm here, I have a question for you" he said trying to get his emotions back under control. This whole situation had gone farther than he ever imagined and he was at constant battle with his own conscience.
"What" Fitz snapped at him. He couldn't dampen his anger, the very site of his Vice President made his blood boil.
"Do you want her back" Andrew said after taking a deep breath
"What" Fitz said his body tensing even more. He wanted to trust that Andrew was keeping her safe, he had no idea where she was or what had happened. He did want her back and so he needed to keep his anger in check. This was not the Andrew he knew, the Andrew he trusted and he had no idea what he was truly capable of.
"Do you want Olivia back" He questioned again
"And what do you want in return" Fitz said seething, he knew there was a catch, a reason Andrew had kidnapped Olivia.
"For you to make a choice" Andrew said boldly. Fitz just stared at him breathing heavily, his mind was still on Olivia and whether or not she was unharmed. "I want you to chose between the country you've pledged your life too since you joined the Navy as a young man and the country you sworn an oath to the day you took this office" Andrew continued when Fitz didn't answer "And this woman… this woman you love more than your duty, more than your children… more than your wife…" Andrew swallowed hard at wife. It pained him more than Fitz could ever understand seeing Mellie now and what his treatment of her had done. How destroyed she was.
"What are you saying Andrew" Fitz questioned
"Resign from office and I will return her to you"
"Just like that"
"She's fine, I told you. But if you want her back… in your life…. Resign, leave this office, this house… divorce Mellie and Olivia is yours."
"You want to be President" Fitz growled
"No, it's not that… I want this country to have what it deserves, a President who cares about it. Olivia is a poison to this office, because…" Andrew said with all his honesty.
"How dare you" Fitz said cutting him off
"How dare I?" Andrew said raising his voice for the first time "You are obsessed with her, you put her and your desire for her before everyone and anything and to top it off you are oblivious to thinking no one else can see it"
"I care about this country" Fitz said
"You've done a piss poor job of showing it, let alone running it. You are destroying it and this party and you don't even care" Andrew snapped back
Fitz hung his head, as much as it hurt him as much as he wanted to cross this room and slug Andrew in the face again, he was right. At one point, longer ago than he could really remember he had wanted this office, he had wanted to make a difference and now he just wanted Olivia. More than once he had made up his mind to give it all up for her, but something or someone would come along and change his mind or thwart his plans. And now he was faced with the choice and he didn't know what to do.
"Here" Andrew said crossing the distance between them and handing Fitz the envelope he had been holding. "Your resignation papers"
"And if I don't sign them" Fitz said not taking the folder
"I'm not going to hurt her, I'm not a monster." Fitz shot him a death glare "But you won't see her again. And I will hold it over your head and force you to be the President this office deserves" Andrew continued.
"Can resign…. with honor" Fitz said through gritted teeth. Andrew could hear the sadness in his voice and he felt bad but he had to hold to the bigger picture and not the sad, pathetic shell of a man that stood before him
"Of course sir" Andrew said sighing "Blame it on your shooting… your son… but do the right thing and resign"
Fitz nodded slowly taking the file from Andrew, it was the right thing to do. Ever since Jerry had died and Olivia had left, Cyrus had been pushing him to do new things and make his mark in his second term. Externally he may have appeared to be focusing on his job, but internally he was as bad as Mellie.
"And you'll let Mellie go" Andrew said, there was no question in his voice. Fitz clenched his fist and tightened his grip on the folder. This was about more than the Presidency, Mellie was Andrew's true prize. He had sent Olivia to break them up, he had taken Mellie away from him and now he had done the same with Olivia. He had forced Andrew to chose between the Vice Presidency the woman he loved, Fitz cringed, loved… He knew Andrew loved Mellie and it angered him deep within and he had no idea why. It truly annoyed him. He wanted nothing to do with her but he didn't want Andrew to have her, she was his. Fitz shook his head, trying to force the thoughts out of his head, this was about Olivia, not Mellie. But even now like all the times before as much as he could dream up a life with Olivia he couldn't picture his life without Mellie.
"You'll let Mellie go" Andrew said again, with more force this time.
"I need to talk to her" Fitz said still looking down. He didn't know what this feeling was but he felt this odd desire to go to Mellie before he made his decision. It was strange, after everything that happened he still had feelings for her. What exactly those feelings were, he couldn't be sure.
"Letting her go is part of the deal" Andrew said. Fitz looked up at him "Staying President means staying with Mellie and finally honoring the vows you took with her. Expect for me to hold you to that as well."
"I see" Fitz said looking down again trying to get his mind to process what he was feeling.
"Interesting" Andrew mumbled
"What is" Fitz snapped.
"I expected you to jump at the chance of getting Olivia back and being free of your duties to be with her… your hesitation surprises me, but in a good way" Andrew said moving towards the door "Take your time to think it over I guess. I want your decision by the end of the week. Olivia will remain safe"
— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —
Mellie changed the angle of her hips so his slow thrusts would slide in deeper. She was gripping at his back and burying her face in his neck still trying to control her noises. She couldn't help but moan though, with each thrust she let him know just how much she was enjoying it. It felt so good to have the weight of his body back on hers, the caress of his touch, the strength of his arms around her, the warmth of his flesh, the taste of his lips, all of it, all of him. She could keep going, god she had missed him.
"I'm close" she whispered into his neck
"Yes baby… you're so tight." He groaned "Come for me" he said increasing his force. She was so tight, it was taking a lot of self control to make sure she came before he did. Mellie opened her mouth to scream out and he quickly covered it with his. He pushed into her a few more times before finally releasing and then remained inside of her enjoying the sensation of her climax.
He stayed on top of her for a while, partly because he wanted to and partly because she was still clinging to him. He didn't mind though, he loved being wanted by her, no needed. He felt needed, for the first time in years.
"I love you" she whispered still clinging to him. She closed her eyes and fought back tears, she couldn't even remember the last time those words left her lips.
"I love you too" he said raising himself up to look at her face. He reached up and moved a sweaty curl from her forehead and lightly kissed her closed eyes "I love you so much"
He left her long enough to find the covers and returned pulling her into his arms. Mellie snuggled into his chest completely content and satisfied. She couldn't remember a time she felt this happy and at peace. There was so much going on outside the doors of the bedroom, so much for her to worry about. But she didn't care, she was just enjoying being wrapped in a lovers embrace.
But who do you think "He" is *winks*
