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She didn’t know what it was about him in a tuxedo that turned her on. But when he walked into that ballroom, looking like he belonged in fucking GQ, she got weak in the knees. Among other places.
Remaining a part of Selina’s team meant going to a bunch of God-awful fundraisers just to get her on the carpet and keep her in people’s faces. It also meant seeing Dan fucking Egan. And that stupid fucking tuxedo.
So her attendance at the V.A. and meant seeing said Egan and the aforementioned tux. And since she was the youngest person at that event by at least 15 years, it was good to see a familiar face. But, to be fair, it would have been nice to see any face that didn’t have Viagra in it’s medicine cabinet. Could have been fucking Gary, she would’ve been just as happy. Had nothing to do with it being Dan. Definitely not.
When he walked up to her at the bar, he stood just a little bit closer than she was comfortable with.
She instinctually rolled her eyes at him, a habit she had well-established over the span of their 10 year…relationship? Whatever the fuck it was. “Why the fuck are you here?”
“You look nice,” he said, as his eyes scanned the tight black dress she wore.
“I guess the vapid, brain-dead world of political television has ruined what was left of your brain, so I’ll ask again-why the fuck are you here?”
“My producers bought a table, so I’m here hoping to get in with the guys over at NBC.” He smirked at her as his eyes roamed her body once more. “I’ll repeat myself too, you look nice tonight Amy.”
“Thanks,” Amy replied. She looked up at him through her lashes and said, “You know, for someone who’s devoid of any human sentiment, you actually look pretty nice too.”
Dan laughed and inched closer to her. “What do you think I sold my soul to the devil for?”
15 minutes later they were fucking. The moment they walked into the coat closet, Dan grabbed her and kissed her intensely. She felt his tongue prod her mouth open, and she let hers roam free as well. He backed her up against the wall, as he began lifting her dress up. She moaned with pleasure as she felt his fingers run along the lace underwear she’d bought for the occasion, and moaned louder as he moved them aside to finger her.
“Shit Amy, do you want the entire fucking party knowing what’s going on in here?” He asked, as he quickly removed his bowtie and shoved it into her mouth.
She arched her back as he returned to his work of getting her off, shoving two fingers inside her, in and out with ease. Knowing she would need a little more than that to orgasm, she took his head and roughly pushed it toward her. Luckily for her, he got the hint, and removed his fingers, replacing them with tongue. She felt her limbs shaking as his tongue circled her clit, her stifled moans getting higher. Just as she was on the precipice of orgasm, he pulled out his dick and slid inside her, moaning at the warm wetness coating him.
He fucked her hard and fast, not concerned with the noise any longer. Amy’s head was loudly banging against the wall, but neither of them cared. “Oh Fuck,” he said, “God, I’m so close right now.” He sped up his thrusts, as she moved her own hand south to rub her own clit. She arched her back in pleasure as she finally came, and several thrusts later he did as well.
He pulled out of her and slid his pants back on as she straightened her dress and combed her hair with her fingers.
“So,” he asked, “Got any big plans tonight?”
She shook her head at him as she put on lipstick. “No, just a pile of interview requests to read over for Selina since Catherine’s doc leaked. You?” she asked, looking up at him.
“Nah, just going on a date later.”
She looked at the ground, trying her best not to look crestfallen. “Oh,” she said. “Who’s Satan’s plaything tonight?”
“Ah, just Nancy Cornwall, you know, producer at NBC nightly news?”
She laughed, “Oh Dan, may you never change, no matter how much your mother prays you will.”
He laughed as he finally finished re-trying his crumpled bowtie. “I’ll see you around, Ames.” With his usual smirk and wink, he was gone. And Amy was alone.
She really fucking hated herself sometimes.