Amends | Laura/Joseph, no warningsmadampresidentAugust 22 2015, 22:29:08 UTC
"DA Adama." Laura greeted coolly, sipping her wine.
"Madame Mayor." Joseph nodded. The mayor's icy demeanor didn't come as a surprise to him. He'd never been very good with politics but he'd recently made a decision he knew wasn't going to be popular.
"We'll talk later." She said softly behind her glass.
"I had no doubt." Joseph sighed inwardly. He watched Laura slip into the crowd. Truth be told, he'd only come to the function to see her. Sure, he was expected to but no one would have been surprised if he hadn't given his recent decision.
Van Buren and her officers could complain day in and day out that he wasn't on their side - but he usually had the favor of the police OR the politicians. Watching Laura laughing easily with other politicians, he hoped she wouldn't be mad at him forever.
He sipped his wine, set it down and slipped out.
**
He walked up the steps of the mayor's brownstone. He wasn't exactly sure why he was there. He'd told his wife he was going out with a law school buddy to blow off done steam.
He wasn't here to say he was sorry; she didn't want to hear he was sorry. What is there to say to someone after you have to drop the charges against the drunk driver who killed their father and sisters?
She opened the door with a glass of whiskey in one hand and she scowled but stood aside for him to enter.
Laura held up the decanter of whiskey toward Joseph and he shook his head. Laura topped off her own glass and leaned against the bar.
He wanted to tell her it was the lab's fault for contaminating the evidence but he knew it wouldn't make a difference. He was still the one who dropped the charges. If it had gone to trial there would have been sufficient reasonable doubt with the evidence from the breathalyzer.
Laura probably knew on some level it wasn't entirely his fault but he knew she held him more accountable. If your lover didn't have your back who could you depend on? "Laura," he started, but she shook her head.
She set the whiskey down and stepped up to him, pulling him into a rough kiss.
Joseph resisted for a moment and she shoved him back against the wall. The force nearly knocked the wind out of him but she didn't miss a beat.
She ground her hips against his persistently and he gripped her ass, holding her closer as his dick hardened against her. If this was what she needed from him he'd do it. He pushed the blouse off her shoulder and sucked hard on the creamy skin. She hissed and bucked her hips, sending a surge of arousal through him. She pulled her skirt up around her waist and he lifted her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist. She felt his erection straining against his trousers and rocked her hips. To get chagrin he started to carry her up the stairs but he ignored her protests.
He laid her gently on her bed and laid beside her, pulling her leg up over his hip. She kissed him hard and he kissed back until he felt her chest heave.
Joseph pulled back to see that Laura's eyes were filled with tears. He pulled her into his arms, coaxing her head against his chest.
"I want you to fuck me." She demanded through tears.
"Laura, I'm sorry." He whispered.
"Stop."
"I know you hate me right now but I'm here for you. I'm not going anywhere."
She clung to his lapel as she allowed the grief to overtake her and allowed Joseph to hold her.
"Madame Mayor." Joseph nodded. The mayor's icy demeanor didn't come as a surprise to him. He'd never been very good with politics but he'd recently made a decision he knew wasn't going to be popular.
"We'll talk later." She said softly behind her glass.
"I had no doubt." Joseph sighed inwardly. He watched Laura slip into the crowd. Truth be told, he'd only come to the function to see her. Sure, he was expected to but no one would have been surprised if he hadn't given his recent decision.
Van Buren and her officers could complain day in and day out that he wasn't on their side - but he usually had the favor of the police OR the politicians. Watching Laura laughing easily with other politicians, he hoped she wouldn't be mad at him forever.
He sipped his wine, set it down and slipped out.
**
He walked up the steps of the mayor's brownstone. He wasn't exactly sure why he was there. He'd told his wife he was going out with a law school buddy to blow off done steam.
He wasn't here to say he was sorry; she didn't want to hear he was sorry. What is there to say to someone after you have to drop the charges against the drunk driver who killed their father and sisters?
She opened the door with a glass of whiskey in one hand and she scowled but stood aside for him to enter.
Laura held up the decanter of whiskey toward Joseph and he shook his head. Laura topped off her own glass and leaned against the bar.
He wanted to tell her it was the lab's fault for contaminating the evidence but he knew it wouldn't make a difference. He was still the one who dropped the charges. If it had gone to trial there would have been sufficient reasonable doubt with the evidence from the breathalyzer.
Laura probably knew on some level it wasn't entirely his fault but he knew she held him more accountable. If your lover didn't have your back who could you depend on?
"Laura," he started, but she shook her head.
She set the whiskey down and stepped up to him, pulling him into a rough kiss.
Joseph resisted for a moment and she shoved him back against the wall. The force nearly knocked the wind out of him but she didn't miss a beat.
She ground her hips against his persistently and he gripped her ass, holding her closer as his dick hardened against her. If this was what she needed from him he'd do it.
He pushed the blouse off her shoulder and sucked hard on the creamy skin. She hissed and bucked her hips, sending a surge of arousal through him. She pulled her skirt up around her waist and he lifted her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist. She felt his erection straining against his trousers and rocked her hips. To get chagrin he started to carry her up the stairs but he ignored her protests.
He laid her gently on her bed and laid beside her, pulling her leg up over his hip. She kissed him hard and he kissed back until he felt her chest heave.
Joseph pulled back to see that Laura's eyes were filled with tears. He pulled her into his arms, coaxing her head against his chest.
"I want you to fuck me." She demanded through tears.
"Laura, I'm sorry." He whispered.
"Stop."
"I know you hate me right now but I'm here for you. I'm not going anywhere."
She clung to his lapel as she allowed the grief to overtake her and allowed Joseph to hold her.
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