"We're on your side! That was lame, that last part. We're on your side? I know better than that."
"Yeah, just – "
"That's not even – "
"Yeah, don't, just take the win. Okay?
"Ah! Nice whispering, Damocles."
"How 'bout that?" –
"Ah" –
"That's darn right."
"Wait, hold on… No, hold on."
"Really? Don't tell me what you're gonna say."
"I-I gotta go."
"Bye."

Lets just imagine Elizabeth's phone did NOT go off…
And their make out session got rather heated. BOOM!

Henry rolled on top of Elizabeth, pushing her further into the couch, his hands sliding under her blouse to stroke against her stomach. He grinned into her mouth as she let out a moan at his touch.

Elizabeth cradled him between her thighs, her own hands running along his back underneath his hooded t-shirt, the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips making her let out a small sigh. She bucked herself against the obvious bulge in his pants, pressing against her core, desire pulsing through her, slowly increasing as he rocked back against her.

Henry ran his lips across her cheek, nibbling his way down her neck, humming as he sucked on her pulse point. He pushed her blouse up her chest, pulling himself away from her to pull her up and help her get rid of her suit jacket and pull the blouse over her head. He gazed down at her, his eyes dark and wanting, her tanned skin standing out against the black lace of her bra.

Elizabeth felt herself flush beneath Henry's gaze, her breathing quickening as desire pooled in her core. She arched her back and smiled at him, her hands reaching behind her to quickly unhook her bra, slowly bringing the straps down her arms, dangling it from her fingers in front of his eyes before dropping it to the floor. She bit her lip, reaching for the bottom of Henry's t-shirt, dragging it over his head and dropping it off the side of the couch to land right by where her bra fell.

"Christ Elizabeth, you're so beautiful," Henry whispered, his eyes trailing over her skin, stopping at her breasts. His mouth waters and he bends forward to take a hard bud between his lips, gently nipping on it with his teeth, pulling at it gently, the increase in her moans making his cock throb in his pants.

"Shhh…" He mumbles as he moves up, pressing a kiss to her lips to silence her. "The kids…"

Elizabeth let out a huff of air, "Maybe we should move this upstairs?" She questioned, moving to push him off her.

Henry refused to move, pushing himself further into her. "Ohhhh no, I'm not giving up on this, babe." He chuckled, moving his hands between them, grabbing at his groin, re-adjusting himself. "We just gotta do this quietly and hope they don't come downstairs."

Henry grinned and moved his mouth back to her breast, pulling her nipple between his lips, sucking gently as one of his hands came up to pinch and pull at the other breast. Elizabeth threw her head back on a gasp, her pussy flooding with wetness. She arched her hips into his, her core throbbing with pleasure. She threaded her hands into his hair, holding him against her breast as she wrapped her legs around his waist and ground herself against him. Her eyes fluttering rapidly as her breathing increased, a fire growing between her legs as Henry continued to worship her breasts.

Henry was groaning at the way she rubbed herself against him, the sounds escaping her lips making him shudder. He licked around her bud once more, scratching his teeth against it, groaning as she bucked against him, her fingers pulling on his hair as she quietly moaned his name.

Elizabeth felt the haze of pleasure fill her, her thighs tightening around his hips, bucking wildly against him as the muscles in her pussy contracted. She grabbed hold of a cushion sat next to her and pressed it against her face as she cried out his name, falling apart and coming unexpectedly as he played and teased her nipples.

Henry's hands moved and circled round her back, he groaned against her breasts as she came, rocking his hips against her as she rode out her orgasm beneath him. A smug grin tugged at his mouth, pleased that he had made her orgasm from just playing with her breasts. He hummed happily as he lay his head against her chest, one arm moving from his hold on her, his fingers drawing patterns down her side, his thumbs stroking along her hip, soothing her as she came down from her high.

Elizabeth opened her eyes and moved the cushion away from her face, taking in as much air as possible before blowing the hair that had fallen over her eyes away from her face. Her legs dropped from round his waist as he looked down at him, unable to stop the snort from escaping at his smug expression. She raised her eyebrows, shaking her head at him, "You can wipe that expression off your face, Dr McCord."

Henry chuckled, nipping his teeth on her nipple again, his grin widening at the way she shuddered, "I don't think so."

"And why is that?" Elizabeth tried to sound stern, but her voice came out traitorously breathy.

"Because I made you fall apart and I was barely touching you," Henry kissed his way up her chest until he reached her lips, kissing her hungrily before pulling away, "I am so glad you are mine to worship, Elizabeth McCord," He nuzzled against her cheek as he added huskily, "And we've not done 'that' since college."

"Hmmm, very true." Elizabeth chuckled at his smugness, even as she rolled her eyes at him. Her laughter quickly turned into moans as his fingers trailed down her body, finding more of the spots that give her pleasure.

"I plan to take full advantage of you," Henry stated as he began to kiss his way across her shoulder, determined to find every single place on her body that made her moan, gasp and cry out, he wanted her to forget about all things murderous, all things State Department, forget that their daughter wanted money and the reasons why, he just wanted them to forget, just for a little while.

"I look forward to it," Elizabeth moaned as she closed her eyes, losing herself in the loving and sensual touches of her husband. She would enjoy taking her own time to explore his body just as he was exploring hers. She opened her eyes and took hold of his face, "Now take me to the bedroom, Superman."

This one might be a 2-parter.
I think.
Depends on how this part is received...
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