potus } { of sneaking away and trouble with the press

[impetere]

Cora: [and on the second day of being stuck in the White House, Cora's supportive face has started to fade to her worried face, and she needs some time and space to herself. So while she thinks that Stiles is preoccupied by one of her parents, she goes to sneak into one of the secret passages, but her boyfriend is free to follow her]

Stiles: [no, he's not occupied by her parents. He actually fell into a wall in his room and well, secret passages need to be explored, right? So he may come around a corner just as she's about to pass it and he will shriek in surprise and fall back onto the floor]

Cora: [her eyes widen when she sees him and she reaches over to help him up] What are you doing here?

Stiles: I could ask you the same thing. [he lets her help him up and then wipes at his pants] I got bored.

Cora: I was just ... trying to get somewhere without a ton of people asking where I was going.

Stiles: I was trying to just go anywhere without being followed.

Cora: Well ... you found it.

Stiles: It's kinda cool back here. [looks around] So where was the somewhere you were going?

Cora: [she nods] Yeah. [and she'll take his hand, before turning to steer him towards one of the back, lesser used pathways that goes to her old bedroom. When she pushes open the door, the room is empty, but it's still dusted and perfectly clean, just as she left it]

Stiles: Which room is this?

Cora: This used to be my room.

Stiles: Oh. So this is where little Cora grew up?

Cora: No. This is where college Cora hid when the press decided to hang out in front of the sorority mixer she was thinking of attending, or tried to stalk her to class. [and she goes to sit on the edge of her bed] Little Cora grew up in California.

Stiles: [goes to sit next to her] The press really screwed things up for you, didn't they?

Cora: [she shrugs] Just felt like I could never do anything normal.

Stiles: That's why it was always so important to have my place as a refuge.

Cora: [she nods] I hope I didn't make you feel like I didn't want to be seen with you or anything, I just ... I wanted to have something that was mine. Where I didn't have to behave a certain way, or make sure I'm not doing anything that would embarrass my mom, or ... you know. Actually be a twenty-something woman in charge of her own life.

Stiles: It wasn't that. I mean, sometimes I worried if I was the one embarrassing you. But luckily Kol made sure I knew what was up.

Cora: [smiles softly at that] He's a good friend

Stiles: He is. Intense, but a good guy.

Cora: I just didn't want the press to scare you off.

Stiles: I don't plan on letting them. I mean, I faced terrorists. The press can't be that bad.

Cora: The press can surprise you.

Stiles: Yeah, well maybe someone can give me pointers on how to tell the press to fuck off without using those exact terms.

Cora: [she nods] I think I can find someone to manage that.

Stiles: And I've been thinking that, well, maybe talking to Kol about moving would be a good idea. I just don't feel right having your parents pay for it.

Cora: Okay. That's totally fair. [one hand comes up to brush against the side of his face lightly] Whatever you need to make you feel comfortable.

Stiles: [leans into her hand, smiling] I just need you. Everything else is flexible.

Cora: Well, I am not going anywhere. [she pushes up and gives him a soft kiss] And this is probably the most private place in the whole White House.

Stiles: [kisses her back] Because no one knows we're here?

Cora: [she nods in between kisses] Yep.

Stiles: Does that mean what I think it means?

Cora: [she winds her arms around his neck as she leans in to kiss him deeply, needing to feel that connection to him in the safest place she knows]

Stiles: [and his arms will go around her as well, pulling her closer as he kisses her back]

Cora: [and down towards the bed they'll go, Cora's hands starting to tug at clothing so that they can both get naked faster]

Stiles: [he will be all for helping her, sliding them up the bed as they kiss the undress]

Cora: [and soon they're both naked and she probably got on birth control a while ago because she can do that in this universe so it doesn't take much more before she's pulling him closer, hooking one leg over his]

Stiles: [yeah, but they probably still use a condom because double the safety. And he will lift his lips from hers] I don't have a condom.

Cora: [looks up at him and shakes her head] It's okay. I'm on the pill.

Stiles: I know... but I've never done this... without one.

Cora: Neither have I. But I don't want to stop either.

Stiles: Neither do I. [he will kiss her again then, a free hand guiding himself to the right spot before he starts to push in]

Cora: [and she moans softly as she lifts her hips to meet his, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she adjusts]

Stiles: [and he's going to go slow, making love more than just sex.]

Cora: [and she rolls her hips to meet him with each stroke, just losing herself in the sensations and allowing herself to forget for a little while, and just focus on what's happening between them]

Stiles: [and the sensations are just so different without the condom. He can feel her, and it's making him have a hard time to focus. He starts to speed up, his eyes closed as he just focuses on the feelings he's getting from down below]

Cora: [and the speed is good, because she didn't want things that slow, and she just keeps kissing him, her head eventually falling back to break it as she tries to catch her breath]

Stiles: Cora, I'm gonna... [his hand slips between them, trying to find her button to rub so he doesn't leave her behind]

Cora: [he doesn't have to do much to catch her up, and with a few strokes she's tumbling over the edge with a soft sigh]

Stiles: [and he will join her, falling over that cliff hard and fast]

Cora: [and she will drop down against the bed to catch her breath] Wow.

Stiles: [and he will collapse beside her] Double wow.

Cora: [sighs softly] I needed that. [and then she glances over] Good wow or bad wow?

Stiles: Good wow. Very good wow.

Cora: [smirks as she shifts to rest her head against his shoulder] Good.

Stiles: I guess we can check "Have Sex in the White House" off the bucket list now.

Cora: [ she laughs] Was that on your bucket list?

Stiles: Totally was. Not gonna lie.

Cora: Well, goal achieved. [she drapes one arm over his chest, tracing circles on his chest for a moment, before she glances back up at him] I love you.

Stiles: [smiles down at her, running a finger along her cheek] I love you too.

Cora: [she grins back at him, a bit of relief there because they hadn't said that yet, and she leans in to kiss him again, staying close]

Stiles: [he hadn't realized that they hadn't. He's felt like that for awhile now that the answer was easy and automatic. He just kissed her back, cupping her cheek to keep her close]

Cora: [and she leans into the kiss for a while before she pulls back with a sigh] We should probably get back. They'll start panicking soon.

Stiles: Alright. [and he will sit up, and go to find their clothing, handing her the pieces he finds that aren't his]

Cora: [and she finishes getting dressed, and tries to ignore how much messier she feels, but she can take a shower when they get back to her room. And once they're all dressed, she takes his hand with a small squeeze] Ready?

Stiles: Yup. We traveling by wall?

Cora: [nods and back into the secret passage they slip until they come out in the Lincoln bedroom again]