The smut : I'm going to be late because you can't keep it in your pants

For Lola10252 oh and Ellie! sorry but I can't help what happens when I start thinking about a prompt and this is more funny than smut but hopefully you'll enjoy it anyway

2020

"Hey, don't be mad at me… Baaayyyybbeee" Henry's voice increased in volume as he reached forward to grab hold of Elizabeth's elbow as she power walked towards the waiting motorcade. She turned quickly to face him, eyes wild and a little intense.

In a hushed fierce whisper she leant into him and hissed "I'm going to be late because you can't keep it in your pants" Henry's jaw dropped at this and instantly they both smiled and started laughing. Her eyes warming as the tension in her body left through each chuckle. Henry placed his hands on her shoulders to stop her charging off and he looked over her smiling face. She looked radiant, her skin glowed and her hair was pulled up and in a low bun.

"Well, does it matter really. It's your inaugural ball and you can be late it you want" He flashed her a smile, the one he knew she couldn't refuse, as he leant in to kiss her cheek.

"mmmmm, I guess not. But, you know it'll be reported in the press tomorrow and because I'm a women it will play like I need a lot of time to get ready blah blah blah"

"Well, we better get going Madam President" He lightly turned her round and leant into her ear, as they started walking and whispered "fuck, it's still so hot babe"

2 hours earlier

They slammed into the door both desperately searching for a release. Henry's erection was straining to get to her and she could feel it pressed against her. Henry was immensely proud of his wife, she had been an absolute star today. The crowds to welcome her as President were unprecedented, people travelling from across the country to wish her well was touching and overwhelming. Henry was wound tight all day with a cocktail of emotions all which had an undercurrent of love for his wife. The President of the United States.

The knock on the door made the pair jump apart as if they had been electrocuted, panting heavily she called "Yes?"

"Madam President, your glam team are here to get you ready for the ball, can I send them up?" Came a muffled reply.

Elizabeth and Henry shared a look of panic as she replied "Of course, give me five" She smiled as she watched Henry attempt to readjust himself in his pants. "To be continued, I guess"

A slightly breathless reply came from Henry "I've got to go and sort myself out"

"Hey, no touching what's mine!"She laughed after him.

"Wow, you look incredible. Madam President" Henry's voice was gruff, thick with a longing for his wife and she truly did. The dress that Ali had designed for her was perfect. The way the fabric fell off her body and hugged her natural curves at the same time was incredible. Henry was blown away and he felt the familiar stirrings of arousal begin to swirl around his body.

"Thank you, and you… Dr. McCord you look very handsome yourself"

Henry moved towards her slowly, he had been thinking inappropriate thoughts about her all day. Not all the time but they still filtered through his mind at random moments. Now they were alone and he desperately wanted her. "How long have we got?" He growled, eyes intensely fixated on her. Elizabeth blushed under the intensity of his gaze.

"Not enough time for that"

"Oh, believe me babe it won't take long" His body was now pressed up against hers. "I need to bury myself in my wife, I'm so immensely proud of you and I want to fuck the President" Henry's lips descended on hers and she moaned slightly into his mouth as his tongue met hers with an urgent need. Henry moved his hands to his zip and pulled it down before reaching in and pulling out his hard dick.

Elizabeth groaned when she saw his exposed erection "Ooooo, Henry" her hand reached out and grasped his length in her hand, she felt the smooth skin pulled tight around his cock and she ran her hand up and down enjoying Henry's increasing groans.

A soft knock at the door and a polite "Mam, it's time to go" Came through the thick wooden door.

"Aaaaa not yet, please" Henry almost begging Elizabeth to continue as she whipped her hand away from him acknowledging the staff with a short reply.

"Henry as much as I want to continue this… And believe me when I say I do, we have to go now." Elizabeth smiled softly at him, before lightly placing her fingers on his erection. She attempted to put it back inside his pants but he was too hard for it to slip inside. "Come on Henry, help me out here" frustration and slight panic evident in her voice.

"eurgh, I'm trying… Maybe stop touching me" Henry attempted to calm his thoughts and started to pray that his erection would go away. Elizabeth huffed when she noticed the time and the fact that her husband was still hard standing in front of her. Her nerves had started to get the better of her and the emotions of the day suddenly hit her. This was the last event and they just had to get through this before they were able to climb into bed later and she really didn't want to be late to the ball, which she now was.

She smiled faintly through her frustrations when she saw Henry finally do his zipper up. This is one for the memoirs she thought to herself as she stormed out of the room and into the corridor, late because of my husbands hard on.