Opening Night

"I'm so excited to finally see your play tonight. You're going to fucking kill it, babe. I know it."

"Says my obsessed number one fan." Kerry chuckled. They were lying in bed together early Sunday morning enjoying the peace and quiet before four little feet pounded the hardwood floor and invaded their bedroom with high pitched giggles and demands for breakfast. "You need to get in front of the camera too. Your fans have been missing you on Twitter lately."

Tony made a dismissive sound. "They'll get enough of that when Network opens. Tonight is your night. I'll be there, and I'll talk to the right people about you and the play. It's been a while since I've had the chance to talk about my amazing wife to someone with a mic in my face."

"You need to be careful about what you say and how you..."

"I know." he said dismissing her worries. "We've been doing this for a long time now. I know how it works."

"Still. You have a tendency to get all gushy when you talk about me. It's really annoying at times. Maybe you could just say, 'she's such a bitch sometimes. Especially when she hasn't gotten enough sleep.' Something like that."

"Oh, so I can't tell them that we are together, but I can tell them that I know for a fact that you are a bitch when you don't get enough sleep? Interesting" Tony replied with a devilish grin.

"You know what I mean. That was a bad example." Kerry said, rolling her eyes. "People on Twitter are going to pick apart every little thing we say and do tonight. We cannot be seen together at all."

"What? Why not? You know how much they love it when we post a selfie. It makes them lose their minds."

"Exactly! I'm still seeing that photo of the two of us from Cornelius' wedding on my time line. I should never have taken that ridiculous dare Adam gave me about trying to get low in those heels. It looks like I backed my ass right up to you and that's what people think I was doing."

Tony ran a large hand over her barely there hip before that hand slid around to her ass and he jerked her closer. "I love it when you back your ass up to me."

Kerry smiled at the ridiculous man lying beside her. He always knew how to alleviate her fears and make her feel beautiful, wanted, special, and most importantly, all his. She loved him more than life itself and loved their life together. Tony had made sure that it was nothing short of amazing every single day.

Nights like tonight though required a little extra work. It also required bringing her carry on. That's how she referred to her publicity husband. The thought of spending another night with him doing press together as a happily married, yet comfortably apart couple made her want to groan. Thoughts of him left her mind as quickly as they entered it and she focused her attention on the sexily rumpled man beside her. She smiled at her husband again coyly asking, "you do huh" before rolling over away and pushing her ass backwards.

"Do not start something you know we can't possibly finish." Tony threatened in her ear in a low voice. Knowing their two favorite short people were about to break the door down and jump into bed with them for morning cuddles didn't stop his hands from finding their way onto her hips as he thrust his own towards her backside. "How is it that I want you all the fucking time, Ker?"

She half turned, looking him in the eye and said, "I ask myself that question all the time. And speaking of time, you're wasting it."

She was right. They didn't have long at all. He quickly pulled her underwear down over her ass and then worked on pulling down the front of his own. When bare skin was touching bare skin, Kerry pushed her ass backwards. Tony brought a few fingers up to his mouth, spit on them, and then hurriedly coated his engorged length before ramming his hips forward and sinking every inch of himself into her.

They had no sooner connected when two doors opened loudly down the hall, banging up against the walls behind them.

"Nononono!" Tony chanted, and continued moving his hips at a rapid pace while keeping an eye on the door. "Your kids have terrible timing."

Kerry laughed and shook her head. "They are your kids too. And I warned you." The door was anxiously pushed open and she smiled down at the foot of the bed as two wide awake faces tried climbing up on it. "We'll finish this in the shower later on" she whispered.

Later that afternoon, Kerry was about to leave for the theater to get into her costume and light make up. It was opening night and to say she was excited was an understatement. She had kissed her babies goodbye, promising to make waffles with them in the morning. Tony had put their son on the floor and pulled Kerry into his arms, giving her a sweet kiss. "I'll see you there" she said.

"You're gonna knock 'em dead, babe." he encouraged.

"I have no doubts since my biggest cheerleader will be there." She reached for the doorknob and paused, turning around and said, "wear the floral tie."

His eyebrows knit together in confusion. "Which floral tie? I have at least a dozen of them."

"You know very well which one I'm talking about. The one from Mexico." she replied grinning.

His mischievous grin matched hers perfectly. "We got it cleaned, right?"

"It was either that or burn it." she chuckled. "But yes, I took it to the cleaners when we got back."

"Holy shit! If that tie could talk." he started.

She didn't have time to go down memory lane with him right now and definitely didn't want her children hearing this conversation. "Be glad that it can't. I'm pretty sure most of the things we did with that tie are illegal somewhere." She put her hand on his chest and added, "Just wear the tie please. For me."

"Maybe we can revisit the various ways of tying you up with it again tonight?" He whispered suggestively, leaning onto the doorframe.

"Or maybe I can blindfold you with it again? You reallllly seemed to like that when we were on vacation? Do we still have whipped cream in the fridge?"

"Go! You're killing me!" He leaned down and pecked her lips. "I'll see you soon. I love you."

Kerry giggled at him and started out the door. She called out "I love you back" from over her shoulder.

Tony arrived at the theater extra early. He knew it was crazy given the number of years they had been together, but he hated being away from her and loved being around her. In her space. He was going to be all up in her space later on at home too. Fucking little tease. He looked down and noticed that his tie wasn't straight. It matched the way his thoughts were tonight too. No one would be looking at his tie anyways. He went with it.

He didn't give it another thought as he made his way in front of the American Son press board and smiled brightly as numerous flashes blinked brightly in his direction. He was first in line for the press and made damned sure that would be the case. He planned to retain his title of her obsessed number one fan no matter what that entailed.

Knowing he would eventually run into and have to act friendly and cordial to her publicity husband always annoyed him on nights like these. Tony longed for the days when he and Kerry could walk a red carpet together hand in hand without fear of anyone reading something into it that they shouldn't. Just a little longer, he reminded himself. Remembering that he was the one who went home with her always made the annoyance go away.

He was met with a familiar looking short man holding a microphone that said Broadway World, so Tony stopped and talked with him. The man asked him things he had been asked a million times before while he and Kerry had worked on Scandal. The answers were still the same and all still true. When asked what it was like to work with Kerry on Scandal, he started out with the same mundane answer he had always given.

"Well, it was incredibly easy."

But then thoughts of the tie came crashing back into his head and he kinda lost himself.

"It was just like putting on..."

He would certainly get an ear full from Kerry when she eventually saw the interview, but at the moment he didn't care. He bit back the smirk that threatened to cross his face, rolled his shoulders, and kept going.

"...clothes that fit. Always. "

He made sure to let his pinky graze his tie a few times as he spoke the words.

"Uhhhh, and uhhh"

What the fuck was he saying? He had lost track of his words for a moment as thoughts of her blindfolding him with his tie took over.

"always inspiring. Cause Kerry has this duality where she pushes herself harder than anybody...does"

She really had pushed herself in the shower this morning, he thought to himself.

"And yet she is incredibly conscious of being kind and uhhh generous to every person who, in her orbit."

She had been more than generous with her orbit. Damn it! Everything that he said came out sounding perverted. He was stumbling all over his words at this point. Did that make any kind of sense, he wondered? He had to get his shit together and wrap this up.

"So, uhhh, she's ummm, it's always a lesson in humility when working with Kerry."

The two men continued talking for another few minutes about the play that Tony was going to be in before the interviewer ended the conversation, shook his hand and said goodbye. Tony thanked him and walked inside the theater. He mentally chided himself the further he walked on. What the fuck was that?

He spoke to several friends and acquaintances inside and eventually took his seat when the lights flickered. She captured his complete attention the entire performance. Some of her nuances were very familiar to him, and yet others seemed fresh and new. She was always a surprise to him. When the show ended, he stood up and clapped for her just like his dad used to do for him whenever he would come see him on Broadway. She was sublime. Her performance was mind blowing. And the play was brilliant. He couldn't be prouder. She caught his eye in the audience and he winked at her.

Backstage was a whirlwind of activity. Innumerable people going in different directions. Praises, thanks, handshakes, back claps, and hugs were given to any and every one. The play had been well received and it would have a great run. Tony found Kerry's dressing room and when he opened her door, she giggled and ran into his arms, jumping into them excitedly. "You were amazing!" he said, kissing her temple.

"I feel so much lighter now." she said giddily.

"Lighter?"

"Definitely! The past few weeks have held audiences with the fans and I have wanted them to love the show. And I have given my everything for them spending their money to come and see the play. They seemed to really enjoy it, but when the audience has your peers in it too, that's a whole other level of added pressure. Now that it's over, and we killed it, I feel so much lighter. I can go back to concentrating on the fans and the selfies, and the interviews."

"Speaking of interviews..."

"Oh shit." she pulled back and looked at him. "What did you do now?"

He chuckled at her. "Nothing bad. I was a little side tracked is all. Hardly anyone will see it anyways. The interview was with Broadway World."

"Ohmygod, Tony! Everyone will see it. I can't wait to see it too! What did you do?"

He pecked her lips and grinned. "Don't worry so much. You've got to get dressed for the after party. I'm dying to see you in that fuck me dress."

"It's not that big of a deal." She said giving him a sultry look.

"I may have to pull a Fitz and drag you into a closet at the after party."

"Don't. You. Dare!" she warned.

"You mean don't I dare again? It wouldn't be the first party that I pulled you into a closet at to get laid."

"Get out. I have to get changed now." She shooed him from the room, kissing him before opening the door and making him leave. "See you at the party, babe."

The after party had been fun, but by one a.m. they were both wiped out and ready to get home. Tony had tried to pull Kerry into a closet, but she had smoothly evaded his attempt and promised a few photos with him as a trade off.

The few drinks they had consumed had loosened both Tony and Kerry up enough to take the pictures like they wanted to. She made sure that one of them was a silly one. She kind of enjoyed keeping it light and fun. Those pictures were intimate in their own way as well as the ones where Tony had his arm possessively around her waist and she was draped onto his shoulder. Besides, they deserved a fun night. The photos wouldn't be released until the next morning, and that would whip the fans into a frenzy of an entirely new level. But for now, bed. That didn't mean sleep though.

After the pictures were taken with Tony, as well as a great host of other people at the after party, she and her publicity man were loaded into a waiting town car and driven "home". On the way she jumped on Twitter to see what was being said. Most of the comments were decent. A few tweets made her laugh out loud and clutch her stomach. Their fans were hilarious, but oh so dedicated to them. She loved that about them.

And then she stumbled on his interview. She went from mildly curious to slightly embarrassed for him, to reading between the lines of his words and feeling turned on, to completely enchanted by his praise. She loved that crazy man and she was going to fuck him up when he got home to prove it. She hoped he kept the tie on until she got there just so she could take it off him herself.

Tony walked into their home not long after she did. They climbed the stairs hand in hand to their bedroom and began getting ready for bed. She sat down at her vanity and began taking off her earrings while he took off his suit jacket and put it on a hanger. "It's been a long day and I'm beat." He sighed and sat down on the edge of their bed, unbuttoning the sleeves of his dress shirt.

"You're putting out tonight, I hate to tell you." she said as she dropped her earrings into the velvet lined box.

"Isn't that my line?" He chuckled and glanced over at her. She was so beautiful – all made up or just hanging out at home in her pajamas. He was a lucky man and he knew it. He watched her stand up from her vanity and go into their large shared closet. He got up and followed her, like a hunter stalking prey.

He stopped just behind her and put his arms around her waist, leaning down to rest his chin on her shoulder. Her skin smelled like the perfume she wore, and he pressed his lips to her lace covered collar bone. He heard her sigh as her hand came up to his neck and she craned hers away from his mouth. "Unzip me?" she mumbled.

He reached his left hand up and slowly dragged the zipper down, kissing her flesh as it became exposed. He felt her shudder and the knowledge that he still brought that kind of reaction from her excited him to no end. The zipper went all the way down to her ass and once it reached the end Tony's hands came up to the neckline of the dress. He peeled it away from her neck, off her shoulders and arms, and then he dropped the thin black material and watched it pool at her feet.

She stepped away from the material and turned to face him, still inside the closet. She had nothing on but her shoes. Kerry slid a hand up onto his shoulder and began leaning to the side to take off her heels when Tony's rich baritone commanded, "Leave them on."

Kerry raised an eyebrow at him but complied.

He took a moment to openly stare at her perfect little body with hungry eyes. The shoes were the only accessory she had on at the moment. He walked a small circle around her licking his lips as he moved. The anticipation was killing him. He had to touch her. He leaned down, intending to simply connect their lips together in a sweet kiss. Kerry was more interested in the intense desire that ruled her brain and put her hands on either side of his face and drew him closer. She pulled away from his mouth long enough to jump into his arms, and then her mouth was once again attached to his.

As he moved effortlessly with her in his arms, the two of them quickly danced their way out of the closet, mouths still connected, both breathing heavily as eager hands groped for skin to touch as an all familiar all-consuming need raced through their veins. They tumbled on the bed together and wasted no time joining their bodies with a joint satisfied groan.

The next morning, Kerry woke up early as was her habit. She blinked several times until her eyes adjusted to the light and then her gaze landed on Tony. He was out like a light, his breaths deep and even. He was even sexy even when he slept. She wondered how in the hell that was fair to everyone else as she lovingly watched him.

There were no curls in morning disarray, but she could see that they were really trying to make a come back. She had liked every stage of his haircut and was enjoying the stages of it growing back too. He was always handsome in her eyes. Hair was just hair. It didn't matter how he decided to keep it.

She grabbed her phone from the bedside table and got on Twitter. She gave thanks to several of her peers who came to see the play the night before. She entertained herself for a little while reading tweets from fans as pictures from the red carpet and after party had been released. Even the fans who hadn't seen the play were excited for the success of it and excited for their friends who had gotten to see it. It was a great feeling for her. After a half hour or so, she put her phone back on the small table and turned back to her husband. It was time for sleeping beauty to wake up and join the land of the living.

She ran a finger down his cheek and watched him flinch slightly in his sleep. She grinned at him but remained silent. Next, she softly ran her finger along the shell of his ear. His closed eyes seem to tighten, and he jerked his head sharply towards his pillow. Kerry couldn't contain the giggle that escaped her lips as she watched him.

Suddenly, he stirred in his sleep and his blue eyes popped open. He saw her looking at him. "Good morning" he mumbled.

There it was. That insatiable desire for him that was constantly present. He had said two words to her, with horrendous breath, and somehow that completely domesticated combination had her hands reaching over to touch his warm skin. They landed on his chest and she absentmindedly dragged a finger through his chest hair as she smiled at him and said, "good morning to you. Did you sleep okay?"

"I did." he replied smugly. Tony put his arms around her, pulling in close and held onto her for a moment. After drawing back he kissed her nose. "How about you?"

"I slept great." she replied. "Are you ready to break Twitter over our fun pictures last night?"

He grinned widely and sat up against the headboard, reaching for his phone on the bedside table on his side of the bed. "Hell yes! I love to read the captions and comments. I'm glad you waited for me, babe."