A/N: A one-shot PWP that was inspired by conversations with BreathtakinglyMundane. It's MELLITZ so if that's not your thing you've been warned so don't complain to me in the comments about it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Mellie shimmied into the emerald green gown that she was wearing to the ball tonight. She didn't usually wear such tight fitting clothes, but her seamstress insisted that she wear it. Mellie looked at herself in the mirror and noticed that the dress hugged all of her curves. She pulled at the bodice trying to tame "the girls" that looked like they were going to spill out. Mellie had second thoughts about wearing the dress. She turned from the mirror and started looking at the clothes in her closet. Mellie decided to try to find another gown. Mellie pulled out a flowing midnight blue gown, she went back to the mirror and held it against her body. She'd worn it before, but that was over two years ago maybe no one would notice and if they did she could say she was being fiscally responsible. She nodded yeah that would work.
Fitz strolled into the closet and noticed Mellie standing in front of the mirror. He shook his head not believing how long it was taking her to get ready. He glanced at his watch and noticed she'd been in the closet for over thirty minutes. He noticed she was holding another dress in front of her body.
"What are you doing?" He said as he strolled up to her and zipped her dress. Mellie jumped slightly surprised by his touch.
"I'm going to wear this one instead." She stated turning around and looking at him.
"Why?" Fitz took the other gown out of her hand and looked her over. "You look amazing in this dress." His gaze bore into her, Mellie blushed slightly and turned back around. She looked at herself in the mirror again. Her head cocked to the side. Fitz stood closely behind her, his hands rested on each side of waist.
"Wear this one, you look so beautiful." He said leaning close to her ear. Mellie was confused about what was happening, but she just nodded. Fitz moved away from her and Mellie went to walk away.
"Hurry we need to leave." He said smacking her ass before walking out of the closet. Mellie stood rooted in place unbelieving what he'd just done.
Mellie and Fitz arrived at the United Nations Ambassador's Ball as usual they were the guest of honor. Fitz noticed that all eyes seemed to be on Mellie. He had to admit she looked amazing tonight. The dress hugged all her curves and accentuated her amazing ass.
Fitz wanted to dance with his wife, but every time he got close to her someone pulled her away for a dance. He was getting increasingly frustrated. He wanted her in his arms. Mellie was about to go sit at their table. Her feet were throbbing. Fitz noticed her walking off the dance floor, but he intercepted her. Fitz grabbed her around the waist and spun her around toward the dance floor. He smiled at the surprised look on her face. Fitz pulled her body tightly against his and swayed to the music.
"What is going up with you tonight?"
"I'm just enjoying myself tonight and dancing with my gorgeous wife." His hand slowly traveled down her back and stopped just above her ass. He so wanted to go lower, but he knew it wouldn't be appropriate.
Mellie was thankful when the night finally ended. Once they were settled back in the limo she removed her shoes and flexed her feet.
"Let me." He stated reaching down for her feet. He pulled her foot into his lap and began to rub it. Mellie's eyes fluttered closed and she laid her head back onto the head rest. He bent down and grabbed her other foot, giving it the same treatment. He looked up and noticed how the slow rise of her chest accented her cleavage even more. His hands began to travel up her leg. He massaged her calf. Mellie kept her eyes closed. Fitz became emboldened and his hands moved higher as did her dress as he went. His hand came around her thigh and Mellie's eyes popped open. She looked into the face of a man with a satisfied smirk. Mellie sat up straighter. Fitz leaned over and stopped mere inches from her lips.
"I've been thinking of getting you out of that dress all night." He whispered his warm breath washing over her mouth. Mellie cut her eyes toward the front of the limo.
"Driver roll up the partition please." Mellie stated in a slightly shaky voice. The driver did as instructed. Mellie pulled Fitz down, her mouth moved heatedly over his. Fitz's hand gripped her thigh, Mellie brought her other leg up around his waist. Fitz ground his hardening member into her center. He pulled her up and worked to try to get the zipper down on her dress. Mellie pushed him off her and he worried that she had changed her mind, but he didn't have to worry for long. She hiked up her dress and straddled his waist. She began to grind her wet center against him. Fitz felt like he was going to lose it. Mellie moved down his body until she was on the floor of the limo. Fitz couldn't believe this was happening. Mellie unfastened the pants of his tux and pulled his hardness out. She went forward and licked his tip.
"Fuck" He gritted out. She circled the tip with her tongue. Fitz tangled his fingers through her hair. Mellie moved down his shaft making sure to keep a tight seal around him. She moved up and down slowly as her fingers teased his sac. Fitz's hips bucked against her. Mellie sucked up his shaft until she had just his tip in her mouth. Her tongue swiped against his head. Fitz moved himself in and out of her mouth. Mellie knew from his ragged breathing that he was close. She moved back down his shaft and deep throated him. His head fail against the back of the seat as his eyes rolled into his head.
"Suck my cock baby. Suck me." He breathed out. "Feels so fucking good. I'm going to cum in your mouth. I'm so close." Mellie began to rub his sac she pulled her mouth off of his shaft and bent down taking his balls into her mouth her hand gripped his shaft and pumped him. His moans started to get louder. " So close. Mels I'm so close." Fitz groaned out. Mellie went to move back up to his hardness when the first spurt of cum shot out hitting her on the front of her dress. She moved her mouth over him to catch the rest of his essence. Mellie swallowed and continued to suck him until he softened. She pulled herself off the floor and sat back on the limo seat. Fitz looked over at her smiling. Mellie looked down at her dress. He had Lewinskied her. She reached forward and pulled a tissue out of the small cabinet. Mellie wiped at her dress, but it was already stained.
Fitz reached over to Mellie and pulled her back on his lap. He pulled the dress up around her waist. He reached between her legs and Mellie heard the distinct sound of satin tearing.
"Fitz" She whined. He just smiled again. Her whines turned to moans when his fingers found her wet slit and began to move up and down spreading her wetness all over. She ground herself against his hand. Fitz slipped a finger into her opening. Mellie's head fail back on her shoulder and she rubbed her nipples through her dress. Fitz removed his finger from her so that he could reach up and unzip her dress. He pulled the front down and pulled out her breast. He latched onto her nipple immediately. Mellie felt him start to harden again underneath her. Fitz lifted her hips up he moved her over his heat and slid her down onto him. Mellie placed her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. She began to grind herself against him. His pants hadn't been pulled all the way down, the roughness of the fabric of his pants was a pleasurable contrast on her heated flesh.
Mellie's fingers dug into his tuxedo jacket covered shoulders. Fitz reached up and bit and sucked her neck. He grabbed her face and held it between his hands making sure she looked at him. Their eyes connected and Mellie began to move against him faster. Fitz's own hips began to rise and fall. He released her face and placed his hands tightly against her waist. They never broke eye contact.
"Fitz I'm about to cum." Mellie said through gritted teeth. She rubbed one of her nipples as she moved forward and licked his face her hips continued to move against his. Mellie swiped her tongue against his mouth before sliding it past his lips. Fitz grabbed the back of her neck and held her to him as he frantically pumped his cock into her slick pussy. He released her neck as she sat up. Fitz's fingers dug into the creaminess of her thighs. Mellie started to tighten against.
"Fuck Fitz oh God I'm there. I'm cumming!" Mellie shrieked.
"Mels I'm going to nut." Fitz groaned out. He pushed her tighter against him as he began to frantically pump into her. Mellie screamed his name as another orgasm over took her. Fitz's cum shot out of his body and coated her insides. They continued to hump against each other, the aftershocks of their orgasm causing them to shiver slightly. Mellie placed her head in the crook of his neck and he held her close to his body. Fitz looked out the window and noticed they were close to the White House. "Baby we're almost home."
"Hmm" He knew that she was nearly sleep.
"We're almost home sweetie." Mellie lifted her head and looked out the window. She saw where they were and knew she didn't have much time to get herself decent. She slid herself off of Fitz's slowly slackening penis. He groaned at the lost of contact. Mellie pulled her bra back up. She pulled the front of her dress up and Fitz zipped her up. He planted a kiss on the back of her neck. She smiled at the gesture. Fitz looked down at his pants and saw the huge wet spot, he had no clue how he was going to hide that. Mellie looked at him.
"Hold your jacket in front of you." He nodded and removed his jacket. He looked down at the white stain on her dress.
"What about you?" He said gesturing to her dress. Mellie looked at the telltale sign. She sighed.
"Can't really do anything to hide that." She said shrugging. He raised an eyebrow shocked that she wasn't angrier.
"Ummm Mels you might want to." He said pointing to her hair. Mellie grabbed a mirror and her eyes went wild. Fitz started laughing at her expression.
"Not funny Fitzgerald." She said evenly, in that voice that held so much warning, but he was in to good of a mood to care. She tried to smooth down her hair with her fingers, but it was a hopeless cause. Fitz started to howl. She cut her eyes at him again.
"Sorry baby." The car stopped and Mellie remembered her torn underwear. She reached underneath her dress and pulled the torn scrap of satin off her body. She went to put them in her purse, Fitz grabbed them out of her hand and stuffed them in his pocket. Mellie stared at him. He just grinned at her. She smiled back she couldn't help herself. When the Secret Service came around to open the door Mellie and Fitz sat in the backseat trying to look as if nothing happened. They exited the limo, Fitz let Mellie walk in front of him. He stared at her ass and the way her hips switched. He walked up closer to her and his hand swiped against her ass. Mellie stopped and gave him a warning look. He just smiled at her and lifted an eyebrow. She knew that their night wasn't done and she had no complaints about that.