It's ok not to be ok
Elizabeth was laying on the window seat in her beautiful Georgetown bedroom gazing out onto the street below, watching as the dusk descended on DC. Life was hectic and she felt like her mind was never dormant. Constantly flitting between the worlds troubles and the beauty of her family. But at that very moment, she felt at peace. It was as if someone had managed to hit the pause button and she could catch her breath. She was such an incredibly strong woman, and she was aware that this is how everyone saw her, from her colleagues, to the worlds leading diplomats and right down to the beautiful children her and Henry had created together. And it suited her... It was her job to be tough and she was good at it... The only problem was... Sometimes it all got a little too much and she had no idea how to address the feelings that were, more frequently than not, filling her mind.
Henry stood in the bedroom doorway silently watching his wife. She was always on the go, so to see her looking so peaceful was a truly beautiful sight and one he wished to savour and etch into his memory. The piercing blue of her eyes which were in stark contrast to her delicate facial features, the way her hair fell onto her shoulders and framed her face and her stunning silhouette, slim but not unhealthily so and those legs... Henry must have exhaled slightly louder than he'd meant to as it made Elizabeth turn to look at him.
"Henry" she said softly, a sweet smile appearing across her lips
" Hey Babe" he replied, walking over to join her.
He slipped onto the seat behind her, wrapping his arms around her in a warm embrace
"Wherever it was that you were just then, it was clearly very peaceful" he said, placing a soft kiss on her neck
"I'm not sure peaceful is something I'm able to find right now" she quietly answered, returning her gaze to the street below.
Henry had noticed the slight change in his wife for a few weeks now, but he knew not to push her. She was a tough cookie and could handle anything that was thrown in her direction... And he loved that about her. But it also worried him... Would she ever be able to realise or admit that it's ok not to be ok sometimes?
"Let's talk about it baby" Henry suggested, turning her body slightly so he could see her face
"I'm fine... Just a lot going on in my head" she answered with a wry smile, making a movement to rise from the warmth of the seat and Henry's embrace
He gently grabbed her hand, looking into her eyes and pulling her back down towards him
"You are by far the strongest woman I've ever known, and I am so proud of how you handle the chaos that surrounds you on a daily basis... But you know you can let your guard down with me, right? He looked into her eyes as he spoke, wanting to make sure she could see his sincerity
Elizabeth studied his face for a second or two, trying to recall a time when she didn't love this man, and failing miserably as she believed it had always been so
"What I'd really like to do right now is just get lost in you... in us" she whispered, ushering him to his feet as she spoke "I don't want to think, I don't want to analyse, I just want to feel"
Henry smiled as he looked down at her and, taking her hand in his, led her over the their bed. They stood silently for a second, the gaze between them speaking volumes, until Elizabeth closed the space between them with the most sensuous kiss. It was so deep and passionate, yet had an air of beauty to it that wasn't lost on either of them.
As they landed on the softness of the mattress, the feelings between them intensified and an urgency of sorts started to take over
"Henry... " she breathed, not quite sure what she was asking for
"It's ok gorgeous... I know" and he smiled that beautiful smile before ridding himself of the confines of his clothing. He undressed her slowly, making sure her senses were heightened. Once fully naked, he traced her body with his eyes, in awe of her grace and beauty. She skated her fingertips across his chest as they made their way downwards. His arousal was growing and he could sense her impatience as her breathing quickened.
She pushed him backwards and straddled his torso, passionately kissing him as if she was trying to breathe his air. She slid down onto him, feeling him deep inside her... "Fuck" she sighed as she started to move her hips
Henry had his hands resting on her hips, trying to keep the pace steady, wanting it to last but Elizabeth had other ideas...
"Baby... slow down a little" he sighed
"I can't... it feels too good" Her breath become more shallow with every movement... Her nails we're digging into his shoulders as she tried in vain to steady herself.
Henry closed his eyes, trying to focus his attention on something other than the desperate need to cum... But he could hear her... The soft groans she was making, her breath hot on his face, the sting of her nails on his skin... "I'm... so... close... Hunni" he sighed, unable to steady his voice
"Not yet... god... not yet" she cried, pushing her hips further down into his, desperately trying to empty her mind and let the pleasure in
With one swift movement... Henry rolled Elizabeth onto her back and pushed down as deeply as he could... Her legs instinctively wrapped around his hips, her feet crossing at her ankles to keep him in a vice like grip
"Fuck me Henry" she cried, closing her eyes and letting her head fall onto the pillow
'Tell me what you need sweetheart... tell me how" he whispered, leaning further into her
" Go deeper... please go deeper"
He lifted her arms above her head, their fingers entwined, their mouths on each other as if they were trying to breathe the same air. Henry picked up the pace... knowing that she needed her release to be powerful... whatever was causing her so much emotional pain... it had to be overpowered by the physical intensity
She could feel herself nearing the edge, the pleasure intensifying and her muscles tensing... "Henry... faster... please"...I'm... gonna... urghhhhhh' As he pushed hard into her she felt her orgasm hit, like a steam train made of butterflies... "Holy Fuck" she screamed, squeezing his fingers that were still entangled with hers above her head... her whole body tensed and she couldn't think straight... Her back arched and the sigh that left her body was one of release in many different ways
That was enough for Henry to let himself go... 'Elizabeth... my god" he sighed as she felt the warmth inside of her
They remained still for a few minutes, silently basking in the euphoria... Until Elizabeth wriggled underneath him "I need to get cleaned up" she whispered, gently pushing him upwards so she could saunter into the bathroom.
Upon her return, She slipped under the duvet and rested her head on Henry's chest
'Thank You" she sighed, feeling calmed by the rise and fall of his chest
"You don't need to thank you baby... You are literally everything to me" he replied, placing a gentle kiss on top of her head
As he felt Elizabeth's breathing slow, he tightened his arms around her and whispered "It's ok not to be ok my darling"
'Is it?" She replied...
"Sleep now... we'll talk tomorrow"
And they let sleep claim them