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Kamala is trying her best to listen to her husband and respond to him but it's becoming increasingly difficult as she feels like she's losing control over herself. She then looks randomly on the side and notices some of her team members are looking towards you two. You look as well and quickly step on the side to turn your back on them, making it look like you're helping Kamala with a clothes malfunction or something because thankfully, the counter hides the precise placement of your hand. They seem to buy the explanation that you're helping her fix a clothes problem. She takes another second to collect herself and her breathing starts to slow and get back to normal as the arousal dissipates. The rest of the evening goes fine as you both behave a little but as soon as you're alone Kamala takes revenge on you. For the whole week you're glued to each other, kissing, touching and making love every time you can. Only you reach the end of the week and will have to go back to be fully professional when you're back in Washington. Kamala has been holding onto you extra tightly the whole night, not wanting to let go even as she knows she has to. You cling to her as well when you wake up.

Both of you are awake but stay silent as you appreciate each other. She holds onto you silently with her eyes closed, just enjoying the feeling of you lying in bed with her, knowing it'll have to end soon. She's reluctant to speak and doesn't want to break the moment, but eventually she has to be the one to say it. "We have to get up, Darling..." "Yea the plane and all..." She sighs and pulls you closer to her, burying her face in the crook of your neck, not wanting to get up. "Yeah, the plane and all that waiting for us when we get back..." "Ugh... don't remind me." You groan as you squeeze her closer. She chuckles at your reaction, knowing exactly how you feel. She wishes things didn't have to be so complicated and that she could just kiss and touch you whenever she wanted, without worrying about anyone finding out or her husband being around. "I know, I know, but it is what it is Darling..." You agree as you unwillingly straighten up to get ready. She looks at you as you sit up, admiring your beautiful body for a moment before she does the same. She gets out of the bed and starts getting dressed as well, knowing her usual professional attire will have to make a return now. The mood is a little sad as you both get ready and grab your luggage but before to leave you grab Kamala's arm before she opens the front door. "Wait..."

She turns around to look at you, her heart dropping as she can sense the sadness and reluctance in your voice. "Darling?" You put a hand on her cheek and lean closer to kiss her lips deeply one last time. She melts under the kiss and holds your face in both her hands as she kisses you back with just as much passion and longing, knowing that it's the last time she'll get to do so for who knows how long. You look into her eyes as you pull away and let a little sigh. "I'm going to miss this..." She keeps your face in her hands and looks into your eyes, her own full of affection. "I'm going to miss this too... more than you can even imagine." You sigh and change the subject. "Come on, you're going to see your husband again. You must miss him too." You say to try and cheer her up, knowing she loves her family. She gives you a small smile, appreciating your effort. "I know, I'm looking forward to seeing him too but... there's no one like you Darling. You know that, don't you?" "That I know for sure!" You say playfully to lighten the mood and you open the door for Kamala, doing a polite little gesture for her to go first. "Hot Presidents first." She can't help but smile at the little gesture from you and her heart aches at how endearing and sweet you are.

"Very proper and polite, Ms. (y/l/n)." She jokes, returning the smile as she passes through the door. You smile and grab your luggage as you both walk towards the presidential car on the way to the airport. She walks besides you, silently dreading the thought of going back usual, as in before California. Once you both reach the presidential car, one of the assistants goes to open the back door for you. The journey back to Washington feels like a dream since both of you are not fully present in the moment. You sleep for most of the flight and Kamala works to distract herself. You then land but outside, in addition of the press and supporters there's another surprise. Her husband himself. She sighs quietly to herself when she sees all the press and everyone outside the airport. But when she notices that her husband is there, she can't help but smile brightly. She walks up to him in the midst of the excitement. "Hey honey, What a big surprise." She says happily, wrapping her arms around him in a hug. "Did you wait for me?" "Of course I had to greet you myself!" He gives her a little kiss as he hugs her tightly. "I missed your cooking after all!" He whispers jokingly. She chuckles at that. "Oh, you!" She says as she ruffles his hair affectionately. She didn't notice but behind her you're watching with growing anger as you see the interaction.

You start to walk past them to follow the team but Doug stops you. "Oh is that (y/n)?" He asks Kamala. She smiles at the question but she's a little nervous about you two meeting. "Yes honey, it is." She glances at you for a second and sees how upset you look and she only wants to hug you and ask what's wrong with a little whine but she can't. "Nice to meet you! I heard about you, how good and skilled you are at your job." He smiles as he offers a handshake. You force a fake smile back and shake his hand. "Yup it's me, I'm the one who enjoyed your wife's cooking skills while we were away." You say with an amused tone only Kamala can understand, suggesting you enjoyed more than her cooking skills. She tries to keep a straight face and a professional expression but your little comment and the way you say it makes a shiver go down her spine, knowing exactly what you're referring to and how it's directed only at her. Her husband seems oblivious to the tension and smiles. "Well, you're very lucky to get to enjoy her cooking then. She's quite the master." You nod. "Definitely, a real boss right?" You say warmly, hiding very well your displeasure and making another hint for Kamala because of how dominant she used to be with you in the bedroom.

She almost gives away a small shiver again at your comment, trying very hard to contain her arousal and keep it to a minimum. Seeing how you behave in front of her husband is making it so much more difficult. "Yes definitely. She bosses me around most of the time!" Kamala shoots a glance at you, almost trying to tell you through her eyes to behave yourself. "I bet she does." You say playfully but you give a discreet glance back at Kamala. "But hey that's your dynamic and you two are perfect together." You say with a tiny little bit of sarcasm only Kamala can pick up. She catches on to your tone and feels a bit tense, knowing you're trying to tease her and she smiles sweetly at you in another attempt at warning you to behave. "Yeah, we're a perfect couple." She says, trying to sound as cheerful, innocent and oblivious as possible. "I'll leave a moment to this perfect couple then." You smile and wink at Doug as you start walking away to follow a part of the team. He smiles and speaks before you're too far. "It was a pleasure to meet you (y/n)!" You nod and turn away, your smile disappearing right away as you're annoyed that her husband is so nice. It would've been easier to be a hater if he was a jerk.

She watches as you walk away, noticing the change in your mood immediately. Her heart aches seeing you so upset and she wishes you'd turn back for a second so she could hug you and comfort you or just reassure you somehow. But she can't say or do anything so she just watches you go. Meanwhile, her husband just stands there, a small smile on his face. "Well, what a lovely woman she is." She turns to him silently, not really registering that her husband is talking because of how distracted she was by you. "Yeah, she really is. She's a very sweet and dedicated woman, I'm glad to be working with her." The other part of the team leads them out the airport after a few press questions and they go back home together. Once there, her husband and staff start unpacking everything but a part of her still feels distracted, thinking about you constantly. She keeps trying to tell herself that she has to push those thoughts away. But she keeps seeing flashbacks of you, your body, your smile, the sound of your laugh and stupid teasing. She's really going to have to stop thinking about you at some point, or it'll eat her up inside. Once home you stay mad for a while before you call your best friend Sasha to distract yourself and tell her about the news. However you don't bring up Kamala and yourself, wanting to keep the secret safe for now...

Told y'all I'd update quicker! Lemme cook now chat 👀

-Djedje <3