I just can't seem to stop writing for this amazing couple!
SOOOO MANY FEELS!
Thanks as always to TeaismyQueen :)!

"We feel good about him driving himself to school, right?"

"We feel great about it."

(door closes)
(sighs)
"Especially if it means we get the house to ourselves. Care to head back upstairs, Hieronymus?"
"To the grotto?" (chuckles)
"Well, the Ionians also had an appreciation of pleasure."

(phone vibrating)
"Stop talking."

(sighs)
"Needed at White House"

" Hey. Traffic is really bad this time of day."

"It's the worst."

(chuckles)
(4x02 – Off the Record)

They didn't even make it to their bedroom before Henry turned around and pulled Elizabeth to him, crushing his lips against hers. She froze in shock for a moment before fully registering what was happening. He parted her lips quickly, forcing his tongue into her mouth, his hands sliding down her sides, resting on her hips. She moaned slightly as he did so, her hands immediately finding their way into his hair. Henry pushed her backwards a few feet, pushing her against the wall of their hallway.

Elizabeth moaned and Henry pushed her harder, pinning her against the wall and his body. His hands roamed her body, frantically but gently. His mouth still on hers, tongues exploring. She pushed his suit jacket from his shoulders and pulled at his tie, leaving it open around his neck. Her fingers deftly started working on the buttons of his shirt, once opened she ran her nails down his chest, making him moan slightly. She smirked as she felt him getting harder against her thigh as she reached his belt buckle, she pulled away from the kiss and pressed small kisses along his jaw before nipping gently at his neck.

She teasingly undid his trousers and pushed them down as he reached down and pulled up her skirt, leaving it bunched at her hips and pulled at her panties. She closed her eyes as his hand slid over her clit slightly as he pulled them down. Henry smirked, and immediately started trailing his hand up her inner thigh as he sucked and nipped gently at her neck.

Henry stopped just as his fingers touched her clit and bit harder on her neck. She gave out a yelp and slapped his arm, he looked into her eyes and knew exactly what she was thinking and grinned, she didn't want to be marked. At least not there.

He moved in to kiss her again, pressing two fingers into her wetness, causing her to moan loudly and grip onto his shoulder for support. He moved his fingers hard, her moans loud in his ears. He continued to move his fingers, harder and faster, every once in a while pressing his thumb over her swollen and aching nub.

Elizabeth reached her hand down to the waistband of his boxers and wasted no time in pushing them down and quickly started pumping his cock. She grinned as a low guttural moan issued from his mouth. She reclaimed his lips with hers and moved her hand faster as he pressed a third finger into her.

"Oh… Oh.. God," she moaned as he hit the sweet spot inside her and her walls clenched tightly around his fingers. He was getting close too and before she had come down from her high, he removed her hand from him, moved over slightly and sat her on the table in the hallway, knocking things off as his mouth met hers. He reached between them and took hold of himself, rubbing his tip against her clit before pressing himself into her. Her legs automatically locked around his waist, her shoes falling off as her back arched against him, their thrusts meeting each other in tandem, their breathing getting quicker. Henry continued to thrust into her, gripping her hips hard and plunging into her as deep as he could. He moaned and almost pulled out before plunging back into her, making her scream. "God, Elizabeth," he groaned as he slammed into her.

Elizabeth gripped his hair tightly, her head falling to his shoulder turning slightly to press hot kisses to his neck. She was aching with need when the sound of her phone ringing in the background causing their rhythm to falter. Elizabeth shook her head against his shoulder, "No, No, No. Keep going. It's just the car," she lets out with a puff of hot air. When he looks at her, she stares into his eyes, "Fuck me, Henry."

A feral growl escaped his lips, and before she knew it Henry had pulled out of her and turned her around, her hands pressed to the table keeping her from falling flat on her face. An arm wound around her waist, gripping her tightly, and without another word Henry filled her to the hilt.

"Sweet Mother…" She moaned, shutting her eyes in ecstasy.

She felt him slow his thrusts as he leaned further into her, detaching his arm from around her waist, before seeing him press both his hands against hers on the table, linking them. The movements caused her to lean forward slightly.

"Henry, please," she pleaded, she really didn't have time anymore. Not with the house phone now ringing. Slowly he pulled back, almost entirely out of her, and she was just about to plead again when he slammed into her hard. "Henry…!" She cried out, her fingers gripping his hands tighter against the table. She could feel his smirk against the back of her neck, joined by a lick from his tongue behind her ear before he pulled back and slammed into her again. Rocking back against him to meet his thrusts. She could feel his heated breath punctuating against her neck as he started repeatedly pounding into her, creating a fast rhythm, leaving her pleading for more.

"Elizabeth…" Henry moaned, feeling her muscles squeezing at his cock, it was driving him over the edge. Her fingers clenched his tighter as Henry nibbled at her ear. His eyes closed as the pleasure started to spike wildly through him. In a quick movement, Henry freed one of his hands and slipped it between her legs and began to stroke her swollen nub. Elizabeth cried out his name gutturally and he took it as a sign to pick up his pace frantically and bring them both to their release.

The hallway filled with the sounds of their skin slapping together, Elizabeth was desperately trying to keep track of reality by gripping onto the wooden surface of the side table, but the more her husband fucked her, the more she lost herself. Henry wasn't much more aware than she was, as he tried so hard to hold back and nurture this mind-blowing release that came closer with each passing second.

And then they felt it. The feeling that they both loved so much, the one that came in waves of intense pleasure, that sparked through their entire bodies, cutting their breath to a stop and leaving their minds blank.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god… Henry!" she cried out, feeling her orgasm washing over her, making her whole body shake in spasms. Henry followed quickly, spilling into her, while a loud moan fell freely from his lips, and left him nearly falling to his knees.

Their ragged breath was the only thing for a while, until Henry pulled his limp length out of her and helped his wife to stand up. He watched her carefully as she shakily stood up before a smile grazed his lips. He turned her around and embraced her, carefully helping her straighten out her clothing. He had more time to organise himself than she did.

"That was amazing, babe," he whispered to her, pressing his forehead against hers. "Ionian pleasure might be all it's cracked up to be," he grinned.

Elizabeth snorted, "Hmmm, not bad for a quickie," she responded with a quick peck on his cheek grinning back at him. "I'd better go before they actually send Matt in for me."

"Yeah, I'll clean up here. Don't worry. You go, will see you later for our painting date," he said while smoothing down her hair and pressing a kiss to her lips.

Elizabeth stepped away and made her way back downstairs not before dashing into the bathroom to clean up. Checking herself in the mirror before leaving she smiled as she took note of her flushed cheeks and slightly crumpled skirt. Shit, I look like I've just been fucked she thought to herself. Shrugging her shoulders and quickly letting go of her insecurities she quickly hurried downstairs. She was grabbing her things off the side when she heard him shout, 'remember the traffic.' She chuckled knowing that Nadine and Blake were going to be in the car and they were definitely going to know that the traffic wasn't late.

When I wrote this I didn't realise that someone had already done a fic for this 'plot'.
I hope it isn't too similar to yours.
Hit review.