TRIGGER WARNING: SLIGHT CHOKING
A/N: I know this isn't the update you guys were hoping for. This is NOT a continuation of the last chapter. This one shot takes place in the universe of the show. As far as the other chapter, I'm turning it into a multi chapter story that's going to be its own thing. So look forward to that! Until then, have this pure smut nonsense. Also I didn't edit it so sorry for any typos (and for the fact it isn't my best!). Send me some ideas! I'd love to read what you guys come up with and write it out! The dirtier the better! (Only slightly kidding but dirty minds are totally welcome. Also I'll do soft as well. Whatever comes to mind I'll do pretty much). Enjoy!
She was blindfolded, wearing only her bra and underwear, one hand gripping the door frame while the other tugged at his hair, her breathing erratic. At first she wasn't sure how this would go when he suggested it, but she felt so safe with him she decided to take a chance. It was a chance she was glad she took, her nerve endings on fire, spewing electricity throughout her veins whenever his lips touched her warm skin. Tonight was all about her, helping her wind down after a particularly difficult week as the Secretary of State. She had screamed his name as soon as she got through her front door, running up the stairs and into their bedroom, needing to be in his arms. He had brought the blindfold out to give her extra stimulation and relaxation. It was something they kept in their special box of toys, waiting for the day they were ready to use it. Tonight the kids happened to be seeing a movie together. Unusual as it was, Henry and Elizabeth both wanted to use the fact they had an empty house to their advantage.
She moaned as he moved down her stomach, giving her sloppy, hot open mouthed kisses all over her abs. He moved farther down, giving her hip bones attention and then her thighs, watching as she instinctively opened her legs further for him. He could see her arousal soaking her panties, smell it when he inhaled a deep breath. If he had his way, she would also be tied up, but he didn't want to push her too far and settled just on the blindfold, showing him how much she actually trusted him.
Henry kissed up her right thigh, biting the skin gently. When he reached her center, he opened his mouth wide and attached it to her, tasting her through the fabric. The pressure he put on her through her panties made her buck her hips, a groan ripping through her. Her left hand joined her right on top of his head, tangling in his hair and pulling as she felt him graze his teeth over the fabric. Her juices were gushing out of her, her sense of touch on overdrive.
She bucked her hips again, whimpering. She wanted the panties off, wanted to feel his tongue between her folds. She urgently tried to push her panties down with one hand, but was denied when he pulled her hand away as he stood up. Suddenly, his breath was on her face, hot as it washed over her. She bit her lip when she realized how tenderly he was holding onto her hand, turning her palm up and bending her hand backwards, placing a kiss to her delicate wrist. There was a kiss to her inner elbow, and then one to her shoulder, all followed by fingertips.
Elizabeth used her free hand to reach out and touch his chest, feeling around to make sure it was still Henry in front of her. There was still a part of her that was panicked at not being able to see and she appreciated how gentle she was being with her.
He kissed up her neck and across her jaw, landing on her lips, moaning into her mouth when she tried to pull him closer. "I'm going to turn you around now, okay?"
She nodded, letting him move her away from the door way and then slowly turned her back toward him, pulling her back into his embrace. She gasped when she felt his hard cock against her ass, wiggling her hips slightly to feel it more.
Henry laughed, letting her play with him as she got comfortable with the new position. "Do you like feeling how turned on you make me?"
Elizabeth nodded again, melting herself into him as she felt his hands start to roam her body. He danced his fingers over her arms, chest, stomach, teasing her by running them gently above her panties. She moaned, taking his hand and tried to shove him farther down, whimpering when he pulled farther away.
He nudged his nose into her hair, smiling. "Do you want me to touch you?" She nodded yet again, trying to pull his hand back down. "You need to vocalize, Elizabeth." He growled into her ear, biting her earlobe.
"Yes," she whispered, almost breathless. She was growing more and more comfortable with not being able to see, loving how she could follow his slow movements and easy questions. "Yes, please."
Henry kissed her neck, feeling her heart slamming in her chest under his palm as he moved his over than down and underneath her panties, pushing one finger through her folds. She moaned loudly, bucking her hips to show him she wanted more. When he started running circles on her clit, she could feel herself being taken, each touch in her throbbing center heightened. Her head fell back onto his shoulder, one arm on his hip and the other reached up into his hair. She needed to touch him just as much as he was touching her, her senses beginning to explode.
"Does that feel good?" She nodded, hips starting to move. "Do you want more pressure?" She nodded again, letting out a groan when he circled her clit harder and faster. If he was determined to make her cum just by playing with her clit he wouldn't have to wait to long, her skin beginning to tingle.
Elizabeth loved how he was making her feel, the blindfold thrusting her into complete darkness that should have terrified her, but instead aroused her. It made her want to be more adventurous, made her want to venture into a territory she never tried before. She slowly reached her hand to find his, guiding it to her throat and leaving it there, letting him feel her pulse throb under his fingers. Henry smiled, gently beginning to squeeze her, hearing her breathing change. She quickly reached out in front of her for something to grab, Henry walking her toward the dresser so she could place her hand on it, her other one still in his hair.
Her hips began moving faster, hand tugging his hair. He tightened his grip on her neck a bit, hearing the strangled moan of pleasure escape her lips. He pushed his fingers through her soaked folds, plunging two fingers inside her, meeting her hip movements. When she began to need more oxygen, she tapped the hand that was on her neck, Henry immediately letting go and wrapped his arm around her waist, lips attacking her neck.
"Henry…" She breathed, starting to lose the strength in her legs. "I want more."
He understood her perfectly, using his free hand to reach up and turn her face toward him, capturing her lips in a kiss before he ripped his hand from her entrance. The sudden loss of pressure made her whimper and before she knew it she was being guided backwards, the back of her knees hitting the bed as he pushed her shoulders, making her fall. Then she was being pulled up again, turned around, and left alone to figure out where her body was positioned in the room. Elizabeth automatically grabbed at empty air, trying to find him, her heart beginning to beat erratically . It wasn't until she felt a hand on her hip that she relaxed.
Her relaxation didn't last for long, though, as he ripped her soaked panties off of her, letting them fall to the floor and helped her step out of them. "I don't want to scare you, babe," Henry finally said. "But I'm going to fuck you now."
Elizabeth was confused at first, and then felt his bare cock on her ass, pushing down toward her entrance.
"Lean forward." She did as she was told, meeting the bed with her torso. Pillows had been piled up in front of her so she didn't have to completely bend in half, something she was grateful for. "Take a deep breathe for me." She breathed, feeling one of his hands on her hips and the other by her entrance, lining himself up.
Within a few seconds he entered her, making her scream in pleasure. It was fast and hard, sending her body shooting forward. At first she thought that would be it, but then he pulled out of her and slammed in again, creating a rhythm. Both of his hands were on her hips, holding her down as he pounded into her, making her own hands grip the sheets. She couldn't remember the last time he had fucked her this hard, sending his cock deep inside her, roughly hitting the special spot over and over so quickly. All she could do was take it, hearing him slap against her coupled with the creaking of the bed, her whimpers filling the air. She was surprised by how much she liked this side of him, telling herself to let him go crazy on her more often as she was quickly nearing her release.
Henry growled, feeling sweat start to bead on his forward as he fucked her vigorously. "You feel so fucking good." He took one of his hands and ran it up her back, taking a fist full of her blonde hair and yanking it toward him, straighten her body. She yelped at the change in position, hands flapping as she tried to find something of him to grip onto. He continued to hump her, slamming into her fast and hard. "Touch yourself." He demanded.
She quickly did as she was told, snaking her hand down to her clit and began rubbing herself, crying out at the added sensation. At this point she could barely breathe, trying to suck in air while he plowed into her. Her moans turned more urgent, feeling herself on the edge of oblivion, waiting for him to give her permission.
He slowed down his thrusting, catching his breath so he could speak. "You wanna come, baby?" She whimpered in response, glad he had slowed down for a second. "I need to hear you answer. Do you want to come?"
Elizabeth reached behind her with her free hand, finding the back of his neck. "Yes, please."
He chuckled, cock still moving in and out of her, loving how amazing she felt. "I don't think you do."
She whimpered again, slowing her own hand movements down. If she were to continue with the original speed, she would have lost her mind. "I do, I do. I want to cum."
Henry wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her tightly against him as he prepared for what came next. "Ask for permission." His voice growled in her ear, making her moan.
"Can I…" She breathed, trying to remain in control. Her body was on fire from his ministrations, desperately wanting her release. "Can I please cum?" She whispered it, begging him.
He step moving his hips, giving her a kiss on the temple. "Yes." He slammed into her, returning to his original pace as she fell apart in his arms, her walls repeatedly tightening on his cock.
He slowed down once her moans stopped, holding her up with his strong arms as her head rolled back onto his shoulder, breathing erratically. She felt amazingly numb and fulfilled, the remains of her orgasm sending tiny jolts through her body. Henry held onto her until she could stand on her own, kissing her shoulder until she regained the ability to speak.
"Oh my god… that was amazing." She chuckled, still leaning into him, one hand on his arm and the other back in his hair. "Thank you."
"You're welcome," he said. "But we aren't done yet. Do you want to take the blindfold off?"
Elizabeth turned in his embrace, finding his lips and kissing him deeply, seeing how intense it was without her sight. "No," she breathed. "I want to keep it on."
"Okay." He hugged her, rubbing up and down her back as she recovered, wanting to make sure she was okay. He wasn't about to make any moves forward until he knew she was ready.
Once she had felt like she got enough time to gather herself, she blindingly walked back to the bed, getting in the middle of it. "Come here."
Henry smiled, knowing it was her turn to be in charge. He did as he was told, lying on the bed. He took her hands in his so he could place them on her chest, giving her special awareness to where he was. She took one hand and followed his down his chest and stomach, finally reaching his rock hard cock. She smiled as she gave it a small pump, moving her hand up and down his length, drawing a moan from him. Carefully, and with his help, she positioned herself over him, taking the tip of his cock and pushing it through her folds until she found her center and gently lowered herself.
They both moaned, addicted to the feeling of each other. Elizabeth allowed herself to just sit there on top of him, feeling him fill her up as she reached behind her and undid her bra, throwing it off to the side. She reached for his hands, intertwining their fingers once she found them.
"This blindfold was a good idea." She smiled, biting her lip and moaning when she wiggled her hips.
"I'm glad you think so." He responded, squeezing their conjoined hands. If he wasn't careful, he would cum right then and there simply by looking at her sitting on top of him, his cock disappeared inside her. "God you're beautiful."
She giggled, wiggling her hips again to make him groan. "How much time do we have?"
Henry quickly looked at the clock on her side table, mentally doing the math. "I would say about ten minutes."
"Then I'm about to ride you like the world is ending tomorrow." She placed his hands on her hips and then leaned forward, her hands on his chest for support.
She started out slow, moving her hips back and forth, feeling his hands help guide her. She started to quicken the pace, grinding down on him. Suddenly, she wanted to see him looking at her, knowing he would be admiring the way her body moved. Quickly she reached up, trying to rip the blindfold off with clumsy hands. Henry ended up getting it off for her, Elizabeth blinking to readjust to being able to see. Once the world was no longer blurry, she turned her blue eyes onto her husband, seeing his hazel orbs dark with arousal. This only spurred her on more, quickening her pace, nails digging into his skin as she began to moan.
Down stairs, the kids opened the front door, saying goodnight to the detail protecting the house. All three of them stopped when they heard a weird sound, looking at each other confused.
Upstairs, Elizabeth's hips were moving as fast as she could make them, her moans getting louder. "Oh, yes. Oh, God."
Henry took the sight in front of him in. His gorgeous wife pleasuring herself on his cock, her eyes shut tight as she took it all in.
She let out a high pitched moan, sitting up straight as she started bouncing, the bed beginning to creek again. She reached for his hand, intertwining their fingers tightly as her other hand roamed her body, getting lost in her hair before running back down her body, settling between her legs to give attention to her clit. "Fuck! Yes! Fuck you feel so good." Her heart was pounding in her chest, hips deciding to grind down again, quickly moving forward and back in desperation. "Mmm. Yes! Yes! Fucking fuck yes!."
Henry couldn't help but smile, knowing the sensations running through his wife's body were flowing out through her mouth. He loved when she could be as loud as she wanted, no worrying about the kids hearing, the fear completely gone out of her. He watched as she lifted her hand, doing a twirling motion with her finger. Quickly, he flipped them over, settling all his weight down on top of her as she continued to breathe and moan loudly. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he settled his forearms by her head, fingers tangling in her hair while her nails dragged down his back.
"Yes, fuck me, baby. Harder. Oh, God, yes! Please. Fuck me, Henry, fuck me. Faster, baby. Give it to me." She was beginning to scream, unable to control what was happening in her body as Henry thrusted into her, his face buried in her neck, grunting and breathing heavily. "Henry…" She panted. "Henry, make me yours. Fuck me and make me yours. No one else can have me. Only you, baby. You're the only one for me."
Downstairs, the kids were horrified, stuck in the places they were standing as they stared at each other, hearing their parents having sex above them. "Out. Now." Stevie whispered yelled, opening the door and ushering her younger siblings out into the night air. "Look at me. We never speak of this. Got it? We'll give them 20 minutes and then go back in side."
"20 minutes?!" Jason exclaimed, his face full of disgust.
Stevie looked at her younger brother. "Gives you enough time to wipe that look off your face and pretend nothing happened." In her head, she knew it was really to give her mom enough time to settle down after their… activities. Silently cursing her parents for having her as their oldest child.
Back upstairs, Henry pounded into his wife. "Only one for me." He responded, grunting out the words.
Elizabeth swore she was going to lose her voice after this, screaming his name repeatedly and begging for him to make her cum. "Henry, I'm so close. Make me cum, baby. Make me yours!" Her husband pushed into her harder, effectively sending them both over the edge at the same time, her in a silent scream until she regained her voice and moaned his name, nails raking his back so hard she thought she felt blood. Henry panted as he twitched his hips, lifting his torso up as he shot his seed deep inside her, letting her walls milk him for everything he had, continuing to thrust to make sure he was fully emptied. He knew that the longer he drew out his slow, end of orgasm thrusting, the longer her aftershocks were, sometimes even sending her over the end again.
And since tonight was all about her, he quickly reached down and pressed onto her swollen and sensitive clit, effectively sending her over the edge again as she slammed her eyes shut, back arching and clinging to his skin. Her hips moved against his shrinking cock, guiltily not wanting to be done. When she flashed her fire filled eyes at him, he knew exactly what she meant.
Downstairs, Stevie checked the time, opening the door a crack to see if it was safe. Once she heard her mother again, she immediately shut the door and ushered her siblings back into the car for ice cream.
Henry was just about to stick his fingers inside his wife when his phone beeped, lunging for it quickly and reading the text from his daughter. He sent a fast thumbs up emoji as a reply and went back to his wife, sticking his two fingers inside her as his tongue attacked her clit, not wanting to draw attention to the fact they had gone well over their time limit.
Elizabeth, however, was none the wiser, hips moving against her husband as she gripped the sheets. "Oh, God, that feels good." She chuckled, the coil deep in her stomach tightening for the last time that night, the last orgasm always being the most intense. "I'm already close, baby." Her hand snaked down to touch his head, biting her lip as she prepared for what came next. "Henry…" She breathed, face scrunching up as her back arched again, feeling the pleasure course through her body, unable to breathe.
Henry removed his fingers as soon as the orgasm hit his wife, quickly using his tongue to lap up the tasty juices that spilled out of her. When she stopped shaking, she gently clawed at him to climb up her, swiftly pulling her into his embrace for a kiss. She moaned at her taste on his lips, kissing him until they couldn't breathe.
He finally pulled back for air, looking at her sleepy, satisfied face nuzzling closer to him. He carefully got them both under the covers and held her close, going back to kissing her in a post makeout session.
But soon she was tired, pulling away from him for good to smile. "Thank you." She whispered, laying her head on his chest and hearing his heartbeat. She hadn't realized she needed not only a sexual release, but a solid few hours for Henry to show her he loved her and being intimate with her. "I love you."
Henry rubbed her arm. "I love you, too." He hoped his wife would drift off to sleep soon.
"Shouldn't the kids be home by now?" She asked, her voice becoming lazy.
"Stevie texted. They went for ice cream after the movie."
"Oh, good." She nuzzled into him more. "We don't have to wait up for them, do we? They are old enough to come home quietly right?"
He chuckled, brushing through her now tangled hair. "Go to sleep, babe. I'll take care of the kids when they get home."
"Okay," she said, breathing in the scent of him and their love making before falling asleep.