"Just play with me baby till I pass out." A statement I just couldn't ignore. Taken from episode 6x09 - Carpe Diem. One of my favourite episodes so I just let my imagination do its thing and for that - I am so sorry! THIS IS M RATED! If that's not your thing - Please skip this one! It's isn't exactly to script but that's the whole point… right?! Anyway, enjoy xx

Elizabeth had that infuriating smirk on her face that both incensed and aroused Henry in equal measure. She had always pushed his buttons in every conceivable way but her very worst trait, one that he had been calling her out on for over 30 years, was her ability to blatantly cheat at board games. Well, any game at all come to think of it. For someone so intelligent who had no real need to cheat, she seemed to manage it every time they played. It didn't matter what the game was, she would find a way to bend the rules, to be unscrupulous or just make up her own rules altogether. She liked to win. No, rephrase that — She had to win at all costs. But Henry wasn't having it. Not this time.

"Q-U-I-Z-N-O-S!" Elizabeth turned the scrabble board back towards Henry and coyly looked away so as not to catch his eye.

"Quiznos?" His exasperated tone at her complete disregard of the rules only made her smirk more, although in her defence she was trying to hide that for the most part.

"Yup! It's knowing the answers to a quiz." It's…."

"It's a sandwich chain."

"Well, it's also that."

"No!— No no." She wasn't getting away with it this time. He knew she was tired and the thinking part of her brain had already checked out. But she wasn't getting that many points for a word like Quiznos. Not a chance in hell.

"Oh come on Henry — It's a lot of points." She always managed to add a slight twang of desperation to her voice when she wanted to get her own way. When they first started dating it worked on him every damn time. She had him wrapped around her little finger and tied up in knots. But as the years had passed, he had managed to become a little more immune and it only really worked 95% of the time now.

"It's time to sleep — Head on pillow." Elizabeth had taken more than she could feasibly cope with over the past few weeks and was running on empty. Even something as simple as a game of scrabble in bed was allowing her to just come down just a smidge from that extreme level of stress that continued to build.

Elizabeth looked at him with a wry smile. "Just play with me will ya — Until I pass out?"

Henry was now sporting his own rather lewd smirk. "Oh there are so many ways I can translate that baby. And I can definitely oblige."

Elizabeth peered over the top of her glasses at her husband, who was now leaning on his elbow with a goofy grin plastered across his face.

"Scrabble Henry, I meant just play scrabble with me and you know it."

"You didn't actually stipulate that. You merely requested I play with you until you pass out. And what I have in mind will be so much more fun. You won't even need to cheat."

"Well where's the fun in that. It's a girls prerogative to — how shall I put this — Embellish a little sometimes." This wasn't something Elizabeth ever needed to do with Henry. He knew exactly how to satisfy her. But it didn't hurt to keep him on his toes.

"Embelish? As in - you mean? Oh I don't think so."

"What can I say baby — Sometimes you just have to fake it till you make it." The humorous lilt in her voice spurred Henry into action. Scattering all the lettered tiles everywhere as he towered over his wife. Half predator, half protector.

Henry looked down at Elizabeth, her eyes still held that cerulean blue sparkle, but they were tired and there was a sadness behind them that he always hated to see. She was smiling up at him but looked almost frangible.

As he brushed a stray strand of hair away from her face he smiled back at her "You really do need to sleep baby, you look exhausted."

He started to move his body away but Elizabeth grabbed his biceps. "If Hanson gets his way Henry we may not get many more chances to get it on in this room and it's either this or scrabble."

"Get it on?" Henry couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him.

"I'm sorry - Would you rather I used a different term? Let me see - Copulate? Penetrate? Fornicate?"

"Jesus - It's getting worse. I'm not sure whether you're talking dirty or attempting a triple word score."

Elizabeth let out a deep laugh "Henry - Just get naked and…." she stopped short of finishing her sentence.

"And what baby? Tell me what you want." Henry's lips were almost touching hers as he waited. He always loved hearing her vocalise exactly what she wanted.

"And fuck me until all the thoughts in my head disappear and all I know is you." She closed the small gap between them and captured his lips, snaking her tongue into his mouth with a sweet urgency. Her fingers gripping the hair at the nape of his neck, holding him in place while she kissed him.

Henry pulled back and looked at her again. His love for her was so intense that he could almost feel it in his veins. Coursing through him. She was part of him and when she hurt, so did he. He was the only one she could fall apart with. The only one who could ever see her vulnerability and whatever she needed, he would make sure she got it.

He shuffled his body down towards the foot of the bed, pushing her tattered frampton shirt up to expose her stomach. His hand sliding underneath to squeeze her breast as he planted open mouth kisses against her skin, the tip of his tongue dipping into her belly button, making her wriggle a little.

She felt warm and soft against his lips and as her nipple hardened under his fingertips, he traced his tongue back up her body, pushing the shirt further up, unveiling her breasts in all their perfect glory.

God he loved her breasts. They were beautifully pert and the feel of them in his hands as he squeezed and manipulated them was divine. And lucky for him she was pretty fond of him playing with them too. He could get her really keyed up just by focussing on them.

His mouth went to work on her nipple, swirling his tongue around the hardened bud before sucking forcefully and grazing his teeth across it.

"Ughhhh fuck." Elizabeth lifted her shoulders off the bed and tilted her head back. Oh yes — She was keyed up alright. He moved his attention to the other breast, repeating his actions but her cardigan and shirt were proving far too much of a barrier and he needed to see his wife properly.

He sat back on his heels and pulled her up towards him, her furrowed brow giving him the "How dare you stop" look she had perfected so well.

The cardigan was pushed down her arms and shirt pulled over her head, finally allowing Henry to see her in her most perfect form. Her skin wasn't as tanned as it had been but she still had a radiance about her that took his breath away.

He dragged his own shirt over his head and Elizabeth raised a cheeky brow at his physique " Hmmmm looking good Fgotus."

Her hand cupped the rather impressive bulge in his shorts but before she could really get a grip he seized her wrist and pushed her back into the mattress. "I get to play with you tonight Madam President - I serve at the pleasure."

Taking both wrists in his shovel like hand, he held them above her head, his eyes fixed firmly on hers, the blue now dancing with lust. He wanted to make her lose herself in him. It was his job to take care of her in every possible way and he certainly took that job very seriously.

He pressed his lips against that spot on her neck that elicited that sexy little mewl from her, the one that always caused his heart to flutter and his dick to twitch.

"Am I turning you on?" His whispered question against her ear caused goosebumps to erupt across her skin.

"Uhhh huhh."

Her rather underwhelmed response sounded more blasé than sexual so Henry moved things up a notch, hooking his fingers into her pyjama bottoms and tugging them swiftly down her legs. His palms sliding back up her silky skin until they came to rest on her inner thighs, his fingers subtly tickling the lace of her panties.

His open mouth covered her sex through the fabric. Sucking and probing. Teasing just enough so he could feel her arousal starting to appear.

"Lift your hips for me baby."

Elizabeth did as instructed and Henry removed her underwear leaving her completely naked and at his mercy. He was going to make her lose her mind in the very best way.

He placed her legs over his arms, his hands bracketing her hips so he could keep her still. Starting slowly, nipping at the skin in the apex of her thighs with his teeth, the sweet scent of her stirred up his own arousal. His mouth began to devour her, She tasted like heaven and the feel of her against his tongue was sublime. She really did have the most beautiful pussy and it was his personal playground.

"Hmmmmm that's nice baby." Elizabeth hummed her approval but she sounded more relaxed than horny.

"Nice? I was aiming for a little better than nice babe."

"It's nice and relaxing. You just keep doing that Henry. I feel all warm and fuzzy." Her eyes were closed and she looked as if she'd fall asleep at any moment.

As much as Henry loved seeing his wife so chilled, he wanted her eyes rolling into the back of her head with ecstasy and the word Embelish seemed very prominent all of a sudden. Was she merely making those sounds to appease him or was she really enjoying his actions? He'd never doubted himself before but he was starting to get stuck in his own head.

Letting go of her hips, Henry reached into the bedside table and pulled out the little bullet that looked more like one of Elizabeth's lipsticks than a vibrator. They didn't use it very often, not together anyway, but he knew she liked how it made her feel. He also grabbed the lube that created that warm tingle and smothered his fingertips in it.

"Embellish my ass — You're gonna lose your shit with this." He muttered under his breath but she still looked up to see what he was doing.

"You ok there slugger? Why did you stop?"

"Slugger? You're just throwing out random words now aren't you honey." Henry sniggered and winked at her.

"I know. I don't know where that came from, I'm sorry. Just carry on." She relaxed back against the pillows and waited.

"Prepare to be blown away."

He rested the point of the bullet against her clit and turned it on, the gentle buzz forcing a modest sigh from her. He was going to build her up nice and slow and then send her crashing spectacularly.

Slipping 2 fingers into her slick pussy, he moved them painfully slowly, pressing just enough on her spot to make her hum.

"Hmmmmm baby — That's good." She was still laying there motionless as if she could take it or leave it.

Henry stopped what he was doing "Babe, are you too tired for this tonight?"

"Noooo. I like what you're doing. It feels fine."

"Well that's a ringing endorsement… Gee thanks."

Nice and slow clearly wasn't working so hard and fast it was going to be. Fine really wasn't a word he liked hearing when he was tying to get his wife off.

"Henry — Sometimes it's alright for things to just be gooo —"

As she spoke, Henry thrust his fingers knuckle deep into her and ramped up the bullet to full pulse

"Gooooood god - Henry." Her back arched at the sudden onslaught and her heels pressed into the mattress. "Oh yeeessss -Yesssss - Uhhhh huh." Her voice had risen a few octaves which is just the response he'd been looking for.

"I'm right there - right —- there."

Just as he could feel Elizabeth tensing, he pulled his fingers out and threw the bullet to the side. He wanted her to explode, not just rumble slightly so she was going to have to wait.

Elizabeth pushed herself onto her elbows and glared at Henry.

"What the hell was that? I was just about to come. I thought you knew the signs by now."

"Have a little patience Elizabeth." He couldn't help the grin spreading across his face. He found it rather difficult to tease her as every fibre of his being wanted to make her happy. But he also knew how he could make her blow if he just persevered.

Elizabeth's forehead wrinkled and her eyes narrowed. She always claimed she liked the teasing but every time he actually did it, he ended up fearing for his own life. Denying her an orgasm was almost as bad as refusing her ice-cream. It was a very risky manoeuvre.

"Well thanks for making me even more tense. I guess I'll just finish the job myself." Her hand reached for the bullet but Henry scooped it up first.

"Ohhhh no no no. I thought you liked it when I tease you?" His weight was back on her as her naked body was trapped beneath him, sinking into the mattress as he kissed her neck. "I'm just playing like you asked."

Her head was fuzzy. She was worked up, stressed out, exhausted and horny as fuck. Henry couldn't have chosen a worse time to start being playful. She needed that release and the feeling was rapidly disappearing.

"Henry! All I feel right now is wound up and frustrated."

He placed a searing kiss against her lips and snaked his hand between them, finding her clit with ease. His fingers slipped inside her once again and he started rubbing in tight circles with his thumb. His teeth scraped against her collarbone as her head tilted to the side.

"Ohhhhhh wow. More Henry, I need more."

Henry upped his pace,building her up again, her legs starting to tremble beneath him. She was coiled so tight her release would be eruptive.

He moved down her body once more and swiped up through her folds with the flat of his tongue as his fingers slipped in and out of her effortlessly.

Her breathy pants were increasing in volume and he'd got her right back there pretty damn quick. But he wasn't quite ready to let her fall just yet.

With a quick whip of his tongue against her clit, he pulled his fingers out and moved away again, this time removing his own shorts and squeezing the tingly lube into his palm.

"Damn you Henry. I swear on every saint you know that I will never have sex with you again." She was seething which is exactly the reaction he was hoping for. The more worked up Elizabeth was, the more tension she had to release and the stronger it would be.

Henry started pumping his cock with the lubed hand, knowing only too well it was an act Elizabeth really loved to watch. It turned her on to observe him playing with himself and her eyes were most definitely on him.

"I'm just catching up babe. I'll get to you in a minute." He sucked in his bottom lip between his teeth as his pace quickened. "Fuck this feels good."

"Henry." Her eyes narrowed

"Oh yeah babe - So good."

"HENRY." Her tone was now somewhat frosty.

"Uhhhh yeah."

Elizabeth grabbed his wrist and halted his movements " Y." Her eyes were icy and she meant business.

The look between them was like the sky on 4th July. A fuse had been ignited and it was all about to go up in flames.

Henry was ready to let her have it all. No teasing. No games. She was about to forget everything filling her mind and feel nothing but pure ecstasy.

His hands were all over her body. Smoothing up and down her back. Squeezing her breasts. Grabbing her ass as he lifted her onto his lap.

Elizabeth lowered herself onto his steel hard cock, the feeling of fullness making her gasp. She was so ready and wasn't sure it would take much.

"Gaaahd Henry — I could come right now." She was hesitant to move her hips incase she lost it. So remained very still, her eyes closed and arms wrapped around Henry's shoulders.

"Then do it baby, come for me - Hard." Henry took hold of her hips and started moving her, until she couldn't hold back and took over. Grinding down into him as if her life depended on it. Their torso's were pressed together, arms wrapped so tight around each other you couldn't tell which limbs belonged to whom.

Elizabeth was desperately trying to hold back but her body and mind were not working in unison. In fact, her mind wasn't coherent at all. Every muscle in her body was beginning to tense and she could feel the coil in her centre straining to break. She was chasing down her orgasm but trying to hold off at the same time.

"I can't — Oh god Henry — Please." Her legs were shaking uncontrollably and her head was tilted back so far Henry couldn't help but ravage her neck which was right there for him.

"Let go babe — Let it all go." He pressed his thumb to her clit and that was enough. She was gone. A choked back scream of sorts left her throat and her body shuddered.

Henry thrust upwards a couple more times and spilled into her, gripping her so tight he thought he may have broken her.

Elizabeth didn't move. She was so sensitive even the tiniest movement sent shockwaves through her, so she remained still. Her body Intermittently convulsing. Her head resting on Henry's shoulder.

"Hey baby - You ok?" Henry ran his fingertips up her back and she shivered under his touch "You really are sensitive, aren't you."

"Uh huh." She still didn't move, just lay against his shoulder in a spent and sated mess.

Henry kissed her shoulder and smiled against her skin. "I love you baby — Now shower and sleep." He tried to lift her but she felt like lead in his arms.

"No no no — Just sleep."

"Ok babe." Henry lay her down and set about cleaning them up. She was in no state to help so he managed to get her shirt back on and tucked her under the quilt, curling into her as they fell asleep.

Elizabeth opened her eyes and squinted as the sun poured through the window. She had managed to sleep deeper than she had in a long time and didn't really want to move from the sanctuary of their bed. If she stayed right where she was, none of the crap could touch her, and she needed that, even if only for a little while.

Unfortunately, she couldn't ignore the horrendous noise coming from god knows where. It was disturbing her peaceful bubble and she wasn't happy.

"What's that sound? Is it something with the plumbing? She rolled over and had to peel the letter Q from her cheek. The tiles were scattered all over the bed and Henry was missing.

"Nope — It's the roar of the crowd outside. Apparently started with a 10 year old girl from Atlanta who convinced her mom to drive through the night so she could come and demonstrate." Henry was sat on the arm of the couch staring out the window.

Elizabeth quickly pulled her pyjama bottoms on and hesitantly approached him.

What are they protesting about?" She wasn't sure she really wanted to know the answer.

"I'm sorry baby but word got out that you're a cheat and there are demonstrations in all 50 states. It's the biggest protest ever." Henry raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders.

"WHAT! Oh my god — Henry! How am I a cheat? I don't understand." Her panicked expression made him feel a little guilty.

"You can only cheat at scrabble for so long before it catches up with you babe. I think the blatant use of the word Quiznos was the last straw. You can't argue against public opinion."

Her eyes widened and then she punched him in the arm. "You asshole. Do you know how sick I felt just then?" She shoved him again before he pulled her onto his lap.

"I'm sorry babe, I couldn't resist."

"But seriously - What are they chanting? Do they really want me out? Oh god Henry, is this all over already?" She buried her face in his chest, unsure what to do next.

"No baby, it's only just starting. They don't want you out Elizabeth, they want you in… Listen!" He took her by the hand and led her onto the balcony "Can you hear that? Can you hear what they're all shouting?"

Elizabeth looked down at the amassed crowd and then back at Henry and shook her head, tears forming in her sleepy eyes "I think I hear it but I'm not sure. Am I still sleeping and this is all a dream?"

Henry smiled "Nope, it's very real. People all over the country chanting in unison 'She's My President' just for you and you know why Elizabeth? Because you are exactly what this country needs and they all know it. And so do I."

As they looked out over thousands of people all there to support her, Henry could barely control his own emotions. He'd watched her go through hell, watched her be torn apart and degraded over and over and yet she had handled it all with such grace and integrity.

Wrapping his arm around her shoulder he gently whispered in her ear "You're MY President."