Thank you so much for the response to this.
It has blown me away.
I feel like this is such a let down after the first chapter...

A continuation of the scene in 1x07 when Elizabeth confronts Henry about possible cheating.

"You know, I'm not gonna lie to you."

"Well, you better not! Is it that religious scholar again?"

"Yes, the investigation has ramped up, which merits the higher security clearance."

"Can I ask why?"

"I can tell you why it has to be me. I'm the only person who can viably walk up to him at academic conferences."

"I-I I gue… I guess you had to say yes."

"I can still say no."

"Of course you can't."

They kiss…

"I'm really glad you're not cheating," Elizabeth breathes as their kiss breaks.

"I would never do that to you, Babe," Henry replies, pressing a kiss to her forehead, pulling her further into his embrace. They stood there, taking each other in, feeling the stress of their conversation leave their bodies.

Elizabeth pulled away from him, her hands resting on his chest. "I'd better get back to the office, I left rather abruptly, not telling anyone where I was going."

Henry took hold of her hands and pulled her closer, her body pressing against his, "How about you stay a little longer? Your detail has probably told them where you are." He says quietly as he pressed a kiss to her mouth. They pull apart and take shaky, shallow breaths. Unable to contain themselves, the tension from the conversation leaving them, He holds her face in his hands and pulls her into a fiery and passionate kiss. Her hands work their way around his body, feeling each line along his perfect physique.

"Did anyone ever tell you just how insatiable you are Professor McCord?" Elizabeth mumbled against his mouth as they pulled away for air.

"Well, there is one person that keeps telling me, but I'm not sure that my wife would approve of such things."

Elizabeth raised her eyebrows, "Oh really now. I don't think your wife approves at all." She paused, "Is this woman cute?"

"Well, I wouldn't say cute, but rather beautiful, intelligent, stunning, I could go on,'' he pecked her on the lips. "And it seems to me that the only person to tell me apart from her, is you. And that makes me really happy," He kissed her again. "Now how about we see just how insatiable I am?" He whispered huskily into her ear.

Elizabeth needed to leave, but his tongue brushing against her lips, pressing to deepen the kiss, she just couldn't pull away. She returned the kiss with vigour, fisting his t-shirt and pulling him closer. His hands slowly move to tangle into her hair, his body guiding her as their bodies turn, the back of her legs hitting her desk as his body moves flush against hers. Elizabeth relaxes her grip on his shirt as he starts to massage the base of her neck with the fingers tangled in her hair. She slides her hands under his shirt, to the top of his pants, running her hands over the bare skin there. Henry groans into the kiss, pressing closer into her.

She moves, pushing him back slightly, smiling as he breaks contact. He untangles his hands from her hair, reaching to push her jacket from her shoulders and moving his hands to pull her blouse from her pants. She pulls at his t-shirt and lifts it from his body, up over his shoulders and drop it to the floor on top of her jacket. Taking the opportunity, she quickly takes her blouse off and pulls her camisole over her head, dropping them to join his shirt and her jacket.

Henry ogles her for a moment before leaning back in for another kiss. He runs his hands over her stomach and sides making her muscles twitch and her breath hitch. He breaks the kiss and traces his lips along her jawline, his mouth nipping at her neck. She drags her hands down his chest, feeling his well-defined muscles and she ghosts her fingernails up his back causing him to shiver and thrust his hips against hers.

Elizabeth groans at the feel of his erection against her, she moves her hands back to his chest and down to his belt buckle, quickly undoing it and flicking open the button, drawing the zipper down. Henry drops his hands down to her pants, unzipping as she reaches into his pants to cup him through his boxers. He moans and bites down on her shoulder.

Henry pushes her pants down to the floor, leaving her in just her panties, bra and stockings. He takes a small step back and looks her up and down appreciatively. She bites her lip slightly under his gaze, smiling as he steps back flush against her and kisses her passionately. His hands move delicately up her sides, tracing the bottom of her breasts before slipping round to her back to release the clasp on her bra, dragging it down her arms. She can't help but moan as her bare breasts brush against his chest. His hands cupping them, gently massaging, his thumbs brushing teasingly over her nipples.

This time, Elizabeth breaks the kiss, moving to catch his earlobe between her teeth. Henry lets out a hiss of surprise, and she gently kisses just below his ear, licking and sucking the spot that makes him weak at the knees, mindful not to leave a mark. He pulls away slightly, planting a kiss on her lips before toeing his shoes off his feet, kicking them out the way and dropping his pants and boxers.

And now it's her turn to look appreciatively.

Smiling he steps back towards her, reaching out and hooking his fingers into her panties and drawing them down her legs. When they reach the floor, she steps out of them and pulls him up flush for another kiss, his erection pressing against her leg.

Henry holds her face between his hands, kissing her gently. He lowers his hands slowly down her back, cupping her ass, sliding his hands behind her legs and lifting her so that she was perched on the edge of her desk. Papers falling to the floor as she wraps her legs around him, pulling him firmly between her thighs. Elizabeth runs her hands up his arms and across his shoulders, brushing her fingers through the short hair at the base of his neck. He breaks the kiss, leaning his forehead against hers, his hands tracing patterns on her thighs, making her shake with need.

"Please, Henry," Elizabeth whispers quietly. He moves his fingers, pressing against her clit, making sure she's ready, feeling how wet she is, his hips move bringing him to her entrance. He buries his hands into her hair, kissing her desperately as he slowly thrusts into her. She groans at the feeling of having him inside her. An hour ago, she thought her husband could be a cheater. Now though, being pressed against her husband's body she knows she should have known better. He lets out a moan as he fully sheaths himself into her. He drops one hand from her hair to pull her right leg higher up his waist, dragging another moan from them both.

Elizabeth braces both of her hands upon his shoulders and he keeps one hand on her hip, the other playing with the hair at the base of her neck. Agonisingly slowly he pulls out of her, only to thrust back in with speed and force that pulls a surprised gasp from her lips. From then he sets a fast pace, kissing her hard, tightening his grip on her hair, pulling her down to lay on the desk as he pounds into her, her legs wrapping tightly around his ass, her hands gripping the edge of the desk as his hands torture her breasts.

Elizabeth can feel his legs starting to shake and she pulls herself up, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him furiously. She places a hand on his shoulder and shoves at him hard, berating herself as she lets out a needy moan escape her lips as he slips out of her. She slides to her feet, pushing him towards her office chair, pressing him to sit down before straddling him and slowly lowering herself onto his cock.

Henry wraps his hands into her hair and kisses her hard as he begins to thrust up into her. She leans her head back and cries out. He takes the opportunity to begin kissing her neck and she feels the heat starting to gather in her belly.

Elizabeth begins meeting him, thrust for thrust and his head drops back against the chair. She feels a slight twinge in her hips as she rocks, knowing this is a different position than normal, his hands grip at her sides so hard that she is sure there will be bruises. She's getting closer, and he looks so amazing right now with his eyes closed tight. She leans forward and kisses his lips, her tongue diving into his mouth. She is close and starts to grind down on him harder, his next hard thrust dragging her over the edge. She bites down on his lip, crying out as she comes, her insides clamping down around him. He continues to thrust, once, twice more into her and then she can feel him shooting his load into her as he comes along with her.

As they both ride out their highs, he loosens his grip on her sides, stroking his fingers where he had just been holding on to, her body relaxing gently against his.

Neither of them moves for a minute or two, she settles her head against his shoulder as their breathing slows down and their heart rates return to normal. He brushes his lips against the side of her head, and she turns hers to meet his lips, kissing him gently. She pulls away, rising from the chair, pulling him up with her and they both begin to collect their clothes and get dressed. She has just finished buttoning her blouse as he finishes tucking his shirt in and he steps up to her, taking the ties that are loose on her blouse and fastening them into a bow. He pulls her close, kissing her once again on the lips.

Elizabeth pulls back from the kiss, leaning her head against his forehead, her hands against his chest. They close their eyes. Both their breaths shaking. "Thank you," she says in barely more than a whisper.

"For what?" Henry replies, his voice low and husky.

"For being you." Her voice wavers, exhilarated from the tension between them. They stand for a minute or so, taking each other in. "I gotta get back, honey," she whispers.

"Yeah, you probably should," Henry whispers in return, his hands taking hers as he walks her out their office. He stops her just before the door, "Are you limping, babe?"

"My damn hip locked when we were on the chair, but I'm good, I promise. It was worth it." She shrugged it off.

"Should maybe take that as a sign that we are getting old?" Henry acquiesces, laughing lightly.

"At least I know that the cute, mystery female is your handler, otherwise I'd take offence to that comment Professor." She chuckled at his wide-eyed look. She moved forward and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "I'll see you later, babe. Enjoy tidying up that paperwork on the floor," She grinned and left the house.

I have watched this episode A LOT, and after the confrontation I feel like Henry and Elizabeth got down and dirty cause she seems like she is limping a little when she is walking through the State Department when talking to Matt. My poor imagination got away from me, and I went with it.

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