potus } { of unexpected reunions and creating memories

[arbalete]

Derek: [Inauguration week is trying to kill him. Part of him actually wished he was back in Iraq. That was why he hadn't complained when Klaus pulled up outside the back gate of the White House and aided the decorated Marine in escaping responsibility for a night. This is how he ended up sitting at the bar, sipping a bear and watching a hockey game on the television above the cash register. He was in jeans, leather jacket, scarf (it is january) and a ball cap down enough to cover his eyes. He just wants to breathe and be invisible, and hopefully he can maintain that]

Allison: [after being freed from listening to her grandfather rant and rave for the evening, she and Lydia head out to a local bar to get a drink. It's fairly sparse, but then again it usually on the weeknight. They both grab stools at the bar, Allison shedding her jacket to rest on the back and ordering them both a pair of cocktails. she doesn't notice Derek at first, mostly focusing on her friend.]

Derek: [when the period is over he gets up to go use the men's room. On the way back, he walks past Allison and stops when his brain registers her face, taking a few steps back] Allison?

Allison: [turns at her name, and when she sees him her eyes widen a bit] Derek! Hi. [a beat] What are you doing here? [another beat] Sorry, that came out wrong. I just thought you were still deployed.

Derek: [his grin grows when her eyes widen] Technically, I am. There just seems to be a rule that when your mother is elected president, they expect all her children to be there for the inauguration. They flew me back for the week, but I ship back out Sunday.

Allison: Oh. [and then her head ducks a bit] Right. That makes sense.

Derek: It's alright. Sorry about your grandfather and all.

Allison: Don't be. He'll get over it.

Lydia: [just glances between the two of them for a moment before extending her hand] I'm Lydia, by the way.

Allison: Right! Sorry, again. Lydia Martin, this is Derek Hale.

Derek: [flashes a bright smile at Lydia and holds out his hand] Pleasure to meet you.

Lydia: Likewise. Would you like to join us? We could grab a table.

Allison: [fights the urge to give her a look at that]

Derek: I don't want to intrude. I've got a spot at the bar and my friend is back and forth from being with me and running the place.

Lydia: Oh, you're not intruding at all. Please. Your friend can join us too.

Derek: [and he will look to see if he can find Klaus in the place] Well, only if Allison's good with it.

Allison: [Klaus is chatting and doing whatever it is that Klaus does but he can be summoned if need be] Yeah. Yeah, that's fine.

Lydia: Perfect. You find your friend, we'll grab a table.

Derek: [and he will go off to find his best friend, unsure on if Allison really wants to be around him, or if she's just being nice]

Allison: [doesn't know what she wants, but she does genuinely like Derek so she doesn't mind so much as she doesn't know where they stand]

Klaus: [at the bar getting a refill]

Derek: Hey, listen you remember how I told you I took out a girl a few times before I was deployed?

Klaus: Mmm. What about it?

Derek: Yeah, she's sitting over there with her friend. [he nods his head over to where Allison and Lydia are sitting] They want us to join them, well me and you can join when you aren't helping customers...

Klaus: [glances over, appraises them both, then smirks] Let me guess. You'd like me to distract the redhead so you can determine if you still have a chance with the brunette?

Derek: Kinda. I mean, we really hit it off, but she also only slept with me to piss her grandfather off.

Klaus: Well, I suppose there are worse distractions to be tasked with. [Lydia is gorgeous, he thanks you for nominating him for this task]

Derek: [you're welcome. And they will head back to the table and Derek will take the seat on the other side of Allison] Allison, Lydia, this is Klaus Mikaelson. Klaus, this is Lydia Martin and Allison Argent. [wait for it... Derek is seeing how fast it takes his friend to put all the clues together]

Klaus: [oh no, he knew that part already because he has eyes and is involved in the political sphere, but he places down the tray of drinks with a smirk] A pleasure to meet you both.

Derek: So... [and his attention is on Allison] How have things been since I left?

Allison: Things have been good. My grandfather lost the election, so while he's spent most of his time being pissed off, that was great for literally everyone else, and work's been good, so things are ... good. [god, Allison get it together]

Lydia: [to Klaus] Do you want to dance?

Klaus: I would love to. [and they're going to bail and leave these two dummies to fend for themselves, but also not have to speak in code for their benefit]

Derek: Good. It's good that things are... good. [words are hard, ok?]

Allison: [they are. Allison sympathizes. she pauses for a moment, before inching closer to him in the booth so that she can hear him better over the music] I swear I'm not normally this spastic it's just ... I thought I would have more time, to ... figure some stuff out before I saw you again.

Derek: But you wanted to see me again? [there's that hopeful puppy look]

Allison: [she looks up at him and her smile softens a bit] Yeah. I really do enjoy your company.

Derek: [his grin grows] Yeah, same here.

Allison: It's just ... you were leaving and were going to be gone a long time, and I'm practical. Lydia would say to a fault. If we were going to try something more than that and started at that time, then we'd basically be shooting ourselves in the foot.

Derek: No, I totally agree. I mean, I don't want to feel like you're tied down before you really get a chance to know me. And I'm sure you want to be able to go out and date and have fun, not sit at home and think about where I am.

Allison: Right. And a lot can change in nine months. But I figured that if I was still interested when you got back and you were still interested and you were going to be around for more than a few months then we could ... figure it out then. I wasn't planning on the whole ... delayed bit of teenage rebellion.

Derek: Hey, I'm not complaining. We all need to rebel a bit now and then. But I am only here until Sunday. So we could plan to come back together when the deployment is actually over and see where we stand then?

Allison: Yeah. And I totally wasn't complaining either. You were ... great. [and then she winces because that just sounds so awkward. even if it's true. He's been sneaking into her fantasies over the past few months, and she's tried to brush it off as being the last person she slept with, but even she knows it's more than that]

Derek: So were you. Not gonna lie, some nights over there, thinking about those nights over there make the long days better.

Allison: [and she blushes, ducking her head a bit, but she doesn't pull away. if anything she may lean in a bit] Well ... happy to help.

Derek: So are you um... taken at the moment?

Allison: [she pauses before shaking her head] Not right now, no.

Derek: Would it be too bold to suggest maybe we get away for a bit?

Allison: [glances over to where Lydia and Klaus are ... very engaged with each other before she shakes her head] I don't think they'll mind. [a beat] I'm assuming I can trust him with my best friend?

Derek: Yeah. I'll kick his ass if he tries anything.

Allison: [nods and she leaves Lydia a text that says where she's going. she knows better than to interrupt] Then sure. Let's go.

Derek: [and he will send Klaus a text as well, and off they go into the DC streets to take a walk]

Allison: [and it's cold, so she'll bundle into her coat and tuck her hands in her pockets]

Derek: I'm staying at our old house. It's been feeling empty the last few days.

Allison: Because your parents have moved in to the White House?

Derek: Yup. And my little sister, Cora. I have a room there, but everyone is rushing around with the changeover that I thought it would be easier for me to stay there at night.

Allison: [she nods] Your sister is sweet. She's gonna have it rough over the next few years.

Derek: I know. I feel bad having to go back on deployment. Laura's already up in New York so she won't have anyone to talk to about it.

Allison: Well, if she wants to call me, I don't mind. I know it's not the same as being the president's daughter, but at least I'm nearby.

Derek: I'll let her know. She might like that.

Allison: Of course.

Derek: Would you like to come back there?

Allison: [she nods] Sure. Yeah.

Derek: [and he just grins and offers her his arm to lean into him for some warmth as they walk] So did I miss anything exciting?

Allison: Oh, I am the wrong person to ask. [and she does take that warmth, leaning in to him a bit as she walks] I either got my grandfather's ranting or spent my days up to my ears in housing contracts.

Derek: Maybe you can cover your ears with the contracts so you can't hear him?

Allison: I'm not allowed to bring them to family dinners.

Derek: I'm sure they appreciate that.

Allison: No offense to your mother, but I'd rather hear him rant about her and how she's "ruining the country" than have him condescend about my "socialist ideals."

Derek: Well, I guess you get that for four years at least. Maybe eight. Won't that be wonderful?

Allison: Maybe he'll calm down after the midterms.

Derek: I hope so, for your sake.

Allison: Either way, I'll survive. [if this works out with Derek, then she may have to just get used to it]

Derek: [and they aren't far from the Hale DC House, and he will pull his keys out. There is a secret service guard pacing them from behind who pulls up into the driveway]

Allison: [glances back at the sound of the car and frowns before giving a wave] Were they there the whole time?

Derek: Yeah. I guess even big, bad Marines get a detail when they are on leave.

Allison: [she shrugs and gets ready to follow him inside]

Derek: [and they will go inside to a house half packed up, or with sheets drapped over furniture.] You want something to drink?

Allison: [rubs her arms for a moment before nodding] Sure. Is there somewhere I can put my coat?

Derek: There are hangers still in the coat closet. Just come into the kitchen when you're done.

Allison: [she nods and goes to do that, and when she makes her way into the kitchen, if he's still wearing his hat, she's going to gently pull it off] You do know your identity is safe here, right?

Derek: [turns at the missing cap, and then smiles] Yeah, I know. It was just weird the first night after the inauguration.

Allison: Well, I already know who you are and I'm not going to kidnap you. Scout's honor.

Derek: Well, I might not mind you kidnapping me. [hands her a beer]

Allison: [takes it with a smirk] Why would I? You already let me in.

Derek: True. [he wants to kiss her, but it has been awhile and he doesn't want to just assume he can]

Allison: [she wouldn't have gone home with him if she wasn't expecting something like this, so she just turns to place her back to the counter, and reaches to tug his hand to pull him closer] So I already have you right where I want you.

Derek: [and that makes him relax, his playful smirk coming out] So you have me. What are you going to do with me?

Allison: Well, I was thinking ... last time was a little more about me. [for reasons that she doesn't want to get into right now, at the risk of killing the mood] So I thought this time, since you're the one heading back to a warzone, I'd let you decide what would be the most ... helpful.

Derek: [chuckles] I'm just happy being with you. I don't really have grand plans of some creative seduction. [his hand gently caressed along her arm] I just really liked how well our bodies worked together.

Allison: Well, I would be doing the seducing. [she smirks] But if there was a particular ... act that turns you on more than others ...

Derek: [he shrugs] Not really. You turn me on just standing there.

Allison: You're very helpful. [teasing. she's never had a guy who didn't want certain things, but she can roll with this] Maybe we should go somewhere more comfortable.

Derek: [that's because he is way more into pleasing others than receiving.] Good idea. Come on. [and he will take her hand and go to lead her upstairs to his bedroom, which is the only room in the house that isn't boxed up yet.]

Allison: [and she will follow his lead, letting him take her through the house and when they reach the room, she'll take a couple steps in closer and lean in to kiss him softly]

Derek: [mmm, that's nice. He will lean down to kiss her back, his hands sliding to her waist to keep her close]

Allison: [hums softly into the kiss and she will start to slowly back him towards the nearest surface he can sit on]

Derek: [which will be platform bed, and when his legs hit it he will grip her waist tighter to keep from falling backwards]

Allison: [she's steady, letting him use her for support for now, while her hand trails down his chest, lingering around his belt]

Derek: [he mentally follows her hand's path as his slides his hands up her sides, then around her back looking for the zipper for her dress]

Allison: [it's fairly easy to find and when she feels it start to drag against her skin, she undoes his fly and slips her hand inside to wrap around him]

Derek: [that will earn her a groan against her lips, his hips pushing against her hand while that zipper gets opened and his fingers touch bare skin]

Allison: [she lets her fingers drag against him until she feels him really start to stir, before she breaks the kiss to move lower, sliding to her knees in front of him]

Derek: [and he will watch her go, smiling at her and he will reach down to stroke her cheek]

Allison: [and she'll smirk up at him, before fishing out of his pants and leaning in and taking him into her mouth]

Derek: Oh fuck. [yeah, he hasn't done that in awhile. In fact, she was the last person to touch him there that wasn't his own hand, and damn it felt good]

Allison: [it's always nice to hear her work is appreciated. And she's just going to keep going, using her hand to help add pressure]

Derek: [yeah, his groans are going to be an indicator on just how much he is liking it, and he's going to have to put his hand on the footboard to keep from his knees buckling as it gets really good]

Allison: [well good, she's just going to keep on going then because she tends to finish what she starts in all things, but especially in the bedroom]

Derek: Allison, I'm... I'm going to... [and that's about all the warning that he can give her before he's hitting that peak and falling over]

Allison: [which she's prepared for and she swallows as she pulls back, brushing her thumb at the corner of her mouth before starting to push up to her feet again] Good?

Derek: Better than good. Amazing. You're just amazing. [looking at her in awe and something akin to love, and he reaches out for her to come closer]

Allison: [comes where she's pulled but she hesitates to kiss him because she knows that some guys don't like that. She just moves closer, winding her arms around his neck as she does, her dress pooling a bit around her elbows, offering teasing bits of skin but none of the really good stuff yet. It's enough to tell, however, that she is not wearing a bra]

Derek: [he sees that hesitation and smiles] Do you need an after dinner mint? [and his hands will play along her hips, getting her to straddle his hips as he sits back on the bed]

Allison: [goes where she's led, settling comfortably in his lap] I don't know. Do I?

Derek: I've spent the last few months in a dessert with a bunch of guys and crappy rations. I've tasted worse. But if you're not comfortable with it.

Allison: [she shakes her head] I don't care. It's usually my partners who aren't too fond of it.

Derek: I'm not afraid of a little bit of my own body getting into my mouth. [and he will lean in to kiss her]

Allison: [and she will eagerly kiss him back, leaning into his hold and getting as close as she can]

Derek: [and he will help her getting closer, one hand sliding up her back under the dress while the other slid lower, his fingers looking for a little nub to tease]

Allison: [she moans softly when he finds it, her hips rocking into his touch as she does]

Derek: [and he will keep it up, changing up how he's playing with her until he knows she's good and happy before shifting to guide her to lay on the bed]

Allison: [there's a series of happy noises that slip through the kisses as he works on her, and he can feel that none of them are for show, given the way her hips move against him and how slick his fingers are getting. she goes where she's led, but as her back hits the bed, her eyes open and she pushes back] Do you have a ...?

Derek: Let me check. [because he wasn't expecting to go there while he was back, so he isn't sure. He's going to hobble to the bathroom and open the medicine cabinet] Thank you, God.

Allison: [she laughs] I have some in my purse, but they're much farther away.

Derek: No, I found a few. [and he's going to just step out of his sneakers and jeans on his way back to her, the strip of condoms in his hand]

Allison: [and she'll have taken the opportunity to slip out of her dress and shoes, leaving her in just her panties]

Derek: [and he's going to kneel on the bed, and his fingers will hook onto her panties as he kisses her inner thigh, then guide that piece of fabric down and off so he can kiss his way up her thigh to the sweet spot between her legs]

Allison: [and her head falls back against the bed with a happy sigh, her fingers sliding into his hair]

Derek: [and he will pretty much tease her with licks, gentle bites, and his fingers to get her nice and happy]

Allison: [and the please hums will slowly turn to soft breathy moans as she starts to lose herself in his ministrations, hips pushing up towards his fingers]

Derek: [one hand will go to work the rest of his clothing off, and then to get the condom on. Once it was on, he will kiss his way back up her body, pulling her to the edge of the bed so that he can line himself up and press against her folds]

Allison: [and her eyes open as he drags her down to meet him, maintaining eye contact as best she can as she shifts to adjust her legs to give herself some leverage to push up into him]

Derek: [he will lean over her, kissing her deeply as he starts thrusting in her, hard and deep]

Allison: [and she moans into the kiss, her hips continuing to rock up to meet him as her hands find his shoulders to keep him close]

Derek: [he doesn't plan on going anywhere, though one hand will slide to find her nub to play with as he speeds up his thrusting]

Allison: [and as he does that, she begins to lose her breath, breaking the kiss so she can try and catch it, making her signs of pleasure all the louder]

Derek: There's no one home. [he whispered against her ear] You don't have to be quiet.

Allison: [she laughs softly, though it sounds more like a giggle] Wasn't trying to be.

Derek: [he kissed along her neck] Good. I love listening to you. [and he will give a nice thrust in a specific direction that he knows makes her moan]

Allison: [and he will get his intended result, her fingers digging into his shoulders a bit] Do you?

Derek: Who wouldn't? You sound so sexy.

Allison: [a soft pants as she tries to talk] No one's ever really commented on that before.

Derek: [and he isn't going to reply, and instead just kiss and suck on her neck, his hips rotating to thrust into her at better angles because he's starting to get close]

Allison: [she's been hovering at the edge for a bit, and when she feels his rhythm start to fall out of sync, she moves one hand down, her fingers pressing down over his to put a bit more pressure on her clit]

Derek: [and he can take the hint, and he speeds up as well as increasing the pressure, but he's so close that he's groaning loudly, needing to get them both to that finish line]

Allison: [it doesn't take much more than that, and isn't long before she's tumbling over that threshold and spasming around him]

Derek: [and as he's coming back down, he leans on his arms over her, trying to catch his breath, his body covered in a sheen of sweat]

Allison: [hums softly as she comes down, equally sweaty herself, and she slowly leans in to brush a kiss to his shoulder, then the nape of his neck, then tipping up to catch his lips]

Derek: [moans, and then chuckles] God, I almost forgot how good we are at this.

Allison: [she grins a bit, and nods] We do do this really well.

Derek: Yeah. And tonight is going to have to last me through the rest of my deployment.

Allison: Mmmm. [she hums softly as she rubs her hands over his back, before pushing up a bit so that she's in more of a sitting position] Then you probably should get your money's worth. [a beat] Proverbially speaking.

Derek: You're welcome to stay the night. I'll even make you breakfast.

Allison: [she nods] Well, it would be irresponsible of me not to make sure that you didn't have everything you needed.

Derek: And I think I still have three or four more condoms on that strip. [smirks]

Allison: [she laughs, before sliding one arm around her neck and rolling her hips a bit] You know, if we do wind up doing this for real, you're going to have to get a little more specific about things you want. Because I like making you feel good too.

Derek: Honestly, I don't know. Contrary to popular belief, I haven't really done this a lot.

Allison: Well, you'll have time to think about it. And until then ... [she squeezes her legs against his hips, before using the force to flip them so that she's resting over him] Guess I should be in charge for a little while.

Derek: [his eyes will open wide as she flips them, and then he just laughs, wrapping his arms around her and keeping her close]

Allison: [grins as she leans in to kiss him again, one hand resting against the side of his neck]

Derek: [and he will relax and kiss her back, his hands sliding up and down her back to just feel her beneath his fingers]

Allison: [and after some touching and petting, they will find their way into round two, with Allison riding him until they're both spent]

Derek: [and they can take their time, exploring each other and even finding a few things Derek likes before they pass out to sleep. He's up early though - military boy - and goes downstairs to do a quick workout and then start coffee and breakfast]

Allison: [Allison, on the other hand, likes to sleep as much as she can, and she will totally just curl into the warm spot he left behind and keep dozing until either she gets too cold or he comes to get her]

Derek: [well, if she doesn't get too cold in the time it takes him to make eggs, bacon, toast, and coffee for both of them, as well as some fruit cups and small glasses of orange juice, he will carry it all up on a tray to her]

Allison: [she'll be just starting to wake up when he does, pulling the blankets up around her chest when she smells the coffee] That smells good.

Derek: Hopefully it tastes good too. [he knows it will. He's been making eggs since he was seven. He's shirtless with just basketball shorts on, and he will place the tray on the bed and then climb back in with her]

Allison: [good, and she will grab a piece of toast before curling up with him, and giving him a kiss on the cheek] Thank you.

Derek: You're welcome. I think we both have some calories we need to replace after last night. [he reaches for his coffee, which is his second cup but he lives on it]

Allison: [she nods with a bit of a blush] We did burn a lot of them.

Derek: It was well worth it too. [and he will kiss the top of her head] You've given me a lot of good memories to keep me warm while I'm overseas.

Allison: Good. Mission accomplished.

Derek: Do you think you might want to email me while I'm overseas? I can usually get some computer time each week to communicate with my family. I don't know how things will change now that I'm the son of the President, but I hope they don't start treating me like I'm made of glass.

Allison: [she considers for a moment before nodding] Yeah. Sure, I can do that.

Derek: [and he will smile at that] Thanks. I'd like to actually get to know you, outside of the bedroom that is. That way when I come back, maybe you'd know if you want to continue being with me?

Allison: [she nods] But to be fair, we did have dinner a lot before we slept together the first time.

Derek: We did. And we are great at policy sparring. [grins]

Allison: [she laughs] That we are.

Derek: But I'd like to know more about you. How you grew up, books you like, things like that.

Allison: [she nods] Well that is the kind of stuff that can be easily done over email.

Derek: I think so. And just see where we go from there.

Allison: Sounds good to me.

Derek: Good. [and he will grab a strawberry and offers to feed it to her]

Allison: [which she will take with a smile, before leaning in to kiss him again]

Derek: [and he will kiss her back, one hand trying to keep the tray from falling while he focuses on her lips]

Allison: [and she will reach over to also help him steady it, before breaking the kiss a little breathlessly] We should probably eat first, kiss later.

Derek: Probably a good idea. [and he will sit back up and focus on the meal]

Allison: [and she will do the same, and they can chat a bit as they do]

Derek: [and after food and kissing and anything else, they probably need to get going to their own worlds again]

Allison: [yep, she's got family obligations, probably.]

Derek: [and he will offer her one of his sweatshirts to wear back over her dress]

Allison: My coat is downstairs, but thank you.

Derek: Would you like me to walk you home?

Allison: It's actually a bit of a hike. I was just going to grab an uber. But you can walk me to the cafe on the corner where I'm going to tell it to pick me up?

Derek: I can do that.

Allison: Great. [and she turns to show him her back] Zip me up?

Derek: Of course. [which he will do, slowly, kissing her shoulder as he does it.]

Allison: [she smiles a bit at that, before ruffling her hair a bit as she turns around again] Thank you.

Derek: [and he's going to just smile, taking her in and committing how she looks right now to memory] You look so beautiful.

Allison: [and her head ducks sheepishly a bit at that] I guess morning after chic kind of works for me.

Derek: It's not that. [he reaches up to gently stroke her cheek, tilting her chin back up] It's your eyes, and your smile. The passion you have behind them at everything you do.

Allison: [she tips into his hand a bit, and right now there's a bit of uncertainty there. Most guys she date don't like that she's as driven as she is. she's not used to people offering it as a compliment] Most people don't like that.

Derek: Well, I'm not most people.

Allison: I'm starting to notice that.

Derek: That a good thing or a bad thing? [one eyebrow up in questioning manner]

Allison: Definitely a good thing.

Derek: [and she will get to see his bright, sunshine grin before he leaned in to kiss her]

Allison: [kisses him back, her hands coming to rest on his shoulders]

Derek: [and he will be happy doing this, but he will pull away after a bit] I don't want you to be late to your family.

Allison: [sighs] You're right. We should probably get walking.

Derek: [and they can head out, and he will quickly tell the security detail where they are walking to, and he will meet them there, and off they go. Holding hands?]

Allison: [sure. it's cold out and his hands are warm]

Derek: [and he will get them something warm to drink while they wait for the uber]

Allison: [and soon it rolls up and she goes to get in the back] Be careful, when you go back.

Derek: I will. Take care of yourself.

Allison: [she nods] I will. [and with that she will climb inside and off she goes]

Derek: [and he will go join his detail and hop in so they can return the First Son to the White House unscathed]