Portia's POV
"Baby, you ready to go?" I hear my wife shout from inside the hallway.
"Coming." I shout back grabbing my handbag and jacket. As I walk into the hallway my wife is waiting impatiently by the door. "Sorry I was just putting my shoes on."
"No problem" she almost whispers placing a short soft kiss onto my lips before pulling away and heading outside leaving me wanting more. I giggle to myself before locking up the house and making my way to our car.
"Is that your idea of payback for making you wait?" I ask her as I sit down into the passenger seat of our Porsche.
"Maybe" she smirks at me before starting the car. Before long we are pulling up down the road from the antiques store my wife wants to visit. She loves interior design and is always on the look out for something to add to our home so I am treating her to a piece of furniture for valentines day before I head to the salon to get ready for our date tonight. As she pulls into a parking spot I see two men with camera's hopping out of a car next too us.
"Seriously? How do they find us?" I say to Ell nodding towards the men setting themselves up to get a good shot of us.
"I have no idea." she laughs as we both get out of the car. As soon as we step from the car we are met with a wall of noise.
"ELLEN PORTIA THIS WAY!" they shout as I am blinded by the flashes. I feel my wifes hand grabbing for mine and slotting in perfectly. When I reach the parking meter I punch in our number plate whilst Ellen shields me from the flashes so I can see what I am typing. I pull out our ticket placing it into my handbag as we continue to walk down the block to the antique store.
"ARE YOU GETTING A DIVORCE?!" one of the men shouts as his camera clicks again. Ellen scoffs next to me and as I turn to face her she lifts her hands up so her ring is showing.
"Does it look like we are?" she responds pointing at her ring. I laugh at her using her humor to be direct in addressing the rumor that has been in the papers for months. We don't read the papers but are constantly asked questions about getting a divorce when we are out and about. Usually we just ignore the questions but I sense that Ellen is in the mood for playing with the pap's.
"You've been seen out not wearing them." one of the men shouts up over the flashes. Ellen looks towards me with a sparkle in her eye. I laugh knowing she is planning what she wants to say.
"I can categorically say we are not getting a divorce unless Portia has decided otherwise." she laughs looking over towards me. I look lovingly at her as we pass the pap's who have already guessed what shop we are going into and have stopped in front of the glass window of the shop.
"Definitely not I love this woman." I say pulling Ellen's hand up to point once again at her wedding ring before following her into the shop. Once the door closes behind us she pulls me alongside her as we walk through the second door into the shop.
"How do they find us?"
"I have no idea" I laugh as she pulls out her phone.
"I'm going to get my own back" she grins mischievously pressing the camera button and turning to face the men snapping us through the window of the shop. I wrap my hand around her muscular arm leaning over her shoulder to see what she is doing. I watch as she takes picture after picture of the men outside.
"Come on Ell." I laugh at her burying the side of my head into her shoulder. Eventually she gives up teasing the pap's long enough to decide upon an oak chair. I pay and arrange the delivery to our house before we thank the lady and leave the store. When we get back to the parking meter by our car I pay the fare before handing the ticket over to Ellen. The pap's are still following us but from more of a distance this time.
"Right baby I'm off to the salon. What time shall I be home?"
"About 7?"
"Sure. I'll see you tonight. I love you."
"Love you too Porsche." she say's softly placing the hand with her phone in on my arm and leaning in towards me. I close the gap between us placing a loving kiss on her lips. I smile as I pull away knowing that the kiss was half for the paps and half to reassure me that she is looking forward to tonight. It has been a while since we had a proper date night with Ellen being so busy with the show and the Oscars. I give her a slight wave as I head off down the sidewalk to the salon around the corner.
Saturday 15 February 2014
Monday 10 February 2014
One Shot: Oscar's Promo
Portia's POV
I stare lovingly at my wife from across the set. Today she is recording the promo ready for the Oscars. There are hundreds of people here wanting to talk to Ellen yet she still comes over to check on me between every take. That's one of the things I love so much about her. No matter what is going on in our lives our relationship is always a constant. I honestly never thought I'd end up this happy. I watch as she dances down the street with the song blaring out across the lot. When the take is finished she checks in with the choreographer but once again heading over to me.
"Hey baby." she shouts as she skips over.
"Hey."
"Watcha think."
"I love it. It's hilarious. You got the swing right that time too."
"Yeah that's what Mark said." she says proudly as she wraps one arm around my back.
"ELLEN!" the director shouts over. "LAST TAKE."
"Coming!" she shouts back before removing her arm from around my back.
"See you in a bit." she say's cheekily before placing a quick peck on my lips.
I lean myself up against one of the lampposts waiting for my wife to emerge once again from the doors at the end. I hear the track start up again as my wife bursts from the doors. Since the moment I saw her put that suit on this morning all I've wanted to do is take her right there and then. I quickly scolded myself knowing how completely inappropriate that would be not to mention the awkwardness of having so many people around us. I watch her eagerly knowing that this is the last take. I start to bite my bottom lip thinking of the things I want to do to her. Don't get me wrong she looks amazing in any suit but this one is just driving me crazy. She looks so cute with the bow tie. I almost have to jolt myself out of my dirty thoughts when the track comes to an end as she stands in the final pose.
"CUT!" the director yells before the whole cast burst into applause. I watch as Ellen high-fives the rest of the crew. The director calls me over to stand and wait next to him.
"Watcha think?" he asks me as I come to a halt next to him.
"It's amazing I love the soundtrack."
"Yeah it's good right? They're an awesome band as well."
"Yeah I think Ell's gonna try get them on the show in a few weeks."
"Ah that'll be awesome for them."
"Yeah." I say enthusiastically as I watch my wife walk back over too us.
"That was awesome baby" I say enveloping her into a hug.
"Thanks." she utters shyly pulling away but leaving one arm behind my bag.
"Yeah that was awesome. Glad to get it under wrap. Will send you a copy when we get it all edited."
"Thanks."
"No thank you. You go have a good evening."
"You too."
"Bye." he says walking off towards the rest of the crew to arrange packing up the set. I lean into my wife so my mouth reaches her ear.
"Can we go home yet? Keep the suit on though." I say pulling back before giving her a cheeky wink.
"Oh why might that be." she replies teasing me.
"You have no idea what I want to do to you in that suit."
"Oh well in that case what are we waiting for." she laughs before leading me off the set greeting the fans who have been watching on the way.
I stare lovingly at my wife from across the set. Today she is recording the promo ready for the Oscars. There are hundreds of people here wanting to talk to Ellen yet she still comes over to check on me between every take. That's one of the things I love so much about her. No matter what is going on in our lives our relationship is always a constant. I honestly never thought I'd end up this happy. I watch as she dances down the street with the song blaring out across the lot. When the take is finished she checks in with the choreographer but once again heading over to me.
"Hey baby." she shouts as she skips over.
"Hey."
"Watcha think."
"I love it. It's hilarious. You got the swing right that time too."
"Yeah that's what Mark said." she says proudly as she wraps one arm around my back.
"ELLEN!" the director shouts over. "LAST TAKE."
"Coming!" she shouts back before removing her arm from around my back.
"See you in a bit." she say's cheekily before placing a quick peck on my lips.
I lean myself up against one of the lampposts waiting for my wife to emerge once again from the doors at the end. I hear the track start up again as my wife bursts from the doors. Since the moment I saw her put that suit on this morning all I've wanted to do is take her right there and then. I quickly scolded myself knowing how completely inappropriate that would be not to mention the awkwardness of having so many people around us. I watch her eagerly knowing that this is the last take. I start to bite my bottom lip thinking of the things I want to do to her. Don't get me wrong she looks amazing in any suit but this one is just driving me crazy. She looks so cute with the bow tie. I almost have to jolt myself out of my dirty thoughts when the track comes to an end as she stands in the final pose.
"CUT!" the director yells before the whole cast burst into applause. I watch as Ellen high-fives the rest of the crew. The director calls me over to stand and wait next to him.
"Watcha think?" he asks me as I come to a halt next to him.
"It's amazing I love the soundtrack."
"Yeah it's good right? They're an awesome band as well."
"Yeah I think Ell's gonna try get them on the show in a few weeks."
"Ah that'll be awesome for them."
"Yeah." I say enthusiastically as I watch my wife walk back over too us.
"That was awesome baby" I say enveloping her into a hug.
"Thanks." she utters shyly pulling away but leaving one arm behind my bag.
"Yeah that was awesome. Glad to get it under wrap. Will send you a copy when we get it all edited."
"Thanks."
"No thank you. You go have a good evening."
"You too."
"Bye." he says walking off towards the rest of the crew to arrange packing up the set. I lean into my wife so my mouth reaches her ear.
"Can we go home yet? Keep the suit on though." I say pulling back before giving her a cheeky wink.
"Oh why might that be." she replies teasing me.
"You have no idea what I want to do to you in that suit."
"Oh well in that case what are we waiting for." she laughs before leading me off the set greeting the fans who have been watching on the way.
Sunday 9 February 2014
One Shot: Walk Of Fame
Ellen's POV
I run back into my office to grab the ringing phone on my desk.
"Hello Ellen DeGeneres speaking."
"Why hello Ellen." A man with a deep south american accent says down the phone.
"I don't mean to be rude but who is this."
"Ahh I'm just getting to that don't worry. My name is Mark I'm one of the committee members for the Hollywood walk of fame. I'm just ringing you to let you know that you have been chosen as one of our honorary members for this month."
"Excuse me" i reply not quite knowing what to say. The man on the other end of the phone laughs clearly being used to strange reactions.
"Congratulations Ellen. We would obviously like to set up a meeting to agree on date for your ceremony and run you through some of the details. When would be possible for that to happen?"
"Wow I don't quite know what to say. Erm..I'll just contact my PA she has my diary. Can I put you on hold a second whilst I go grab her."
"Sure thing." I press the hold button before dialing my PA's number.
"Ellen" she says concerned that i'm ringing her out of the blue.
"Hey, don't worry it's nothing wrong. I'm just on the phone with someone from the hollywood walk of fame committee. They want to arrange a meeting to discuss my ceremony. I'm getting a star on the walk of fame." I say not quite believing it.
"Wow congratulations!" she exclaims down the phone.
"Thank you I don't think it's really sunk in yet."
"Ah I'm sure it will. Now if you're looking for a meeting as soon as possible we can go for this Friday?"
"Okay, how about if that's not possible?"
"Hmmm...you're probably looking at the Friday after. You're pretty busy next week."
"Okay. Thank you."
"No problem. See you tomorrow."
"And you."
"Bye." she responds before clicking off the phone. I switch the call back to Mark.
"Hi Mark. Sorry about that."
"No worries."
"So I'm free this Friday if that's a good day for you?"
"Sounds fantastic."
"Brilliant. Is about 1 o clock okay?"
"Yeah great. If you come over to the headquarters someone will escort you to the correct room."
"Okay thanks Mark."
"See you Ellen."
"Bye." I say hanging up the phone. In my excitement I run around the office telling everyone I see before Mary quietly reminds me that we have a show to get on and tape. As we finish up I am itching to get home to tell Portia. I haven't rang her yet as I know she is busy filming Arrested Development and I don't want her phone to go off in the middle of a take. As has become routine for the last few weeks Portia is back merely minutes before me. I jump out of the car running into the house.
"PORTIA!" I shout.
"IN THE KITCHEN." I run to the kitchen bouncing around like a five-year old child.
Portia's POV
I hear my wifes footsteps entering the kitchen as I turn around from where I am pouring us two coffees. She jumps into the kitchen bouncing around like a child. I laugh at her enthusiasm wondering what has got her so excited.
"You look excited." I remark playfully.
"You'll never guess what baby!" she exclaims running around the island in our kitchen to grab my hands.
"What?"
"I'm getting a star on the Walk of Fame!" she exclaims jumping up even further. I take a second to process as my mouth drops open.
"Oh my god are you serious?"
"Yeah! Some guy called Mark rang to arrange a meeting for Friday."
"Wow baby." I say placing my hands on her cheeks and pulling her lips onto mine. "Congratulations" I say as I pull back from her.
"Mmm best congratulations yet." she whispers.
"I heard that." I say chuckling at my wife's apparent lack of control over her mouth.
"Well it was."
"Good because theres more where that came from." I say this time allowing myself to get lost in my wifes kiss. Our tongues entwine in a dance only we can feel. I finally pull away when I can no longer hold my breath.
"Mmm I like the sound of that."
"Thank you I don't think it's really sunk in yet."
"Ah I'm sure it will. Now if you're looking for a meeting as soon as possible we can go for this Friday?"
"Okay, how about if that's not possible?"
"Hmmm...you're probably looking at the Friday after. You're pretty busy next week."
"Okay. Thank you."
"No problem. See you tomorrow."
"And you."
"Bye." she responds before clicking off the phone. I switch the call back to Mark.
"Hi Mark. Sorry about that."
"No worries."
"So I'm free this Friday if that's a good day for you?"
"Sounds fantastic."
"Brilliant. Is about 1 o clock okay?"
"Yeah great. If you come over to the headquarters someone will escort you to the correct room."
"Okay thanks Mark."
"See you Ellen."
"Bye." I say hanging up the phone. In my excitement I run around the office telling everyone I see before Mary quietly reminds me that we have a show to get on and tape. As we finish up I am itching to get home to tell Portia. I haven't rang her yet as I know she is busy filming Arrested Development and I don't want her phone to go off in the middle of a take. As has become routine for the last few weeks Portia is back merely minutes before me. I jump out of the car running into the house.
"PORTIA!" I shout.
"IN THE KITCHEN." I run to the kitchen bouncing around like a five-year old child.
Portia's POV
I hear my wifes footsteps entering the kitchen as I turn around from where I am pouring us two coffees. She jumps into the kitchen bouncing around like a child. I laugh at her enthusiasm wondering what has got her so excited.
"You look excited." I remark playfully.
"You'll never guess what baby!" she exclaims running around the island in our kitchen to grab my hands.
"What?"
"I'm getting a star on the Walk of Fame!" she exclaims jumping up even further. I take a second to process as my mouth drops open.
"Oh my god are you serious?"
"Yeah! Some guy called Mark rang to arrange a meeting for Friday."
"Wow baby." I say placing my hands on her cheeks and pulling her lips onto mine. "Congratulations" I say as I pull back from her.
"Mmm best congratulations yet." she whispers.
"I heard that." I say chuckling at my wife's apparent lack of control over her mouth.
"Well it was."
"Good because theres more where that came from." I say this time allowing myself to get lost in my wifes kiss. Our tongues entwine in a dance only we can feel. I finally pull away when I can no longer hold my breath.
"Mmm I like the sound of that."
Saturday 8 February 2014
One-Shot: Portia's Late
Ellen's POV
I look up from my place on the couch the clock. I sigh realising that the food I cooked would now almost certainly be cold. I decide not to waste it so take it out of the now cold oven and put half into the microwave. Once I have finished I clean up putting Portia's half into the fridge and make my way upstairs to bed. Tonight was meant to be our first meal together in 3 weeks. Since the filming of arrested development started Portia has barely been back before 10pm. I try not to get too mad with her though because I know how many times I've been late back and she has put up with it but I can't not be mad tonight. We had agreed that tonight that no matter what happens we'll both be back in time. I change into my bed clothes and lay down in our marital bed. I turn over onto my side and begin to cry. By the time I hear the front door closing I look up to the clock to realise that I must have cried myself to sleep. I pretend to be asleep when she enters the bedroom not wanting to start an argument.
Portia's POV
I sigh walking in through the front door knowing how angry Ellen is going to be. I take off my shoes and place my bag on the side walking into the living room expecting Ellen to be sat on the sofa. When I enter the room I notice the darkness and begin to worry. Usually Ellen would wait up for me no matter how late I am. I hurry upstairs and slowly open our bedroom door. I look over to the bed and my heart sinks. My wife is lay asleep but has clearly been crying. I grab my bed clothes on my way to the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror seeing the bag's under my eyes. I slam my fist down on the edge of the sink in anger; hating myself for doing this to my wife. I think of all the times Ellen has been late from work and how that has made me feel but she has never been late continuously for three weeks. She always makes it up to me with a present or a date night. I'm beginning to wonder that if I keep going like this if i'll ever be able to make it up to her. I quickly brush my teeth before making my way to bed. As I crawl underneath the covers I hesitate before placing my arm around my wife. She grabs my arm, shocking me a little as I thought she was asleep, before removing it from her waist and sitting up in bed.
"I'm sorry Ell I really am." I whisper starting to cry.
"I don't want to hear it." Ellen says before standing from the bed and walking towards the door.
"Please Ell." I beg
"You promised." My heart breaks as I look at her eyes which are swollen from all the crying. I see the hurt I have caused and for the first time since I met her I really feel as if I'm losing her.
"Ell." I sob. "I-I they wouldn't let me leave."
"No." she says simply. Her calmness scares me, I almost wish she was screaming at me. "You just didn't want to say no to them." With that she opens the door and leaves the room. I lie in bed crying and thinking how I can make this up to her but I really can't think of how. The anger at myself is slowly burning up inside of me. I jump up from the bed, change into some casual clothes, pack a bag and storm downstairs. When I reach the lounge I see my wife sitting on the couch staring into space. I set my bag down near the door and walk around the sofa so I am stood in front of her. I place my fingers over my ring then hesitate. thinking of all the happy times me and my wife have had, before pulling the ring from my finger. I reach the palm holding the ring out to Ellen.
"Here." I mumble. She looks up from the floor to the ring in my hand and finally into my eyes.
"Port that's not what I want and you know that." she says standing from the couch.
"I don't know how to fix this Ell. So take it please."
"No I refuse."
"Well I'm going to leave it here then." I say placing the ring on the coffee table then turning to walk out of the lounge as I reach my bag and the door I feel Ellen grab my arm.
"Please don't." she whispers.
"I have to. This is all my fault." I state before picking up my bag and reaching for the front door. Before I can grab the handle my wife jumps between me and the door pulling me into a hug. I drop my bag in shock as she starts to sob into my shoulder. Bringing my arms around her back I bury my head into her shoulder as we stand there crying. After ten or so minutes we pull away and silently make our way back to our bedroom. "Please tell me how to fix this." I say looking into my wifes eyes as she pulls back the bed sheets.
"Just be here."
"I promise and this time I mean it. As tomorrow is Saturday I'm going to ring in sick and we can spend the day together. Then when I get back to work on Monday I'll speak to Mitch and tell him I can't do this anymore."
"No." she says as we both flop back into the bed. I turn my head to face her looking confused.
"Sorry?"
"No you're going to tell him that you're making yourself ill working so much because you are Port. I've seen how little sleep you've been getting. Then you're going to arrange so that you're only working a certain amount of hours per day. You can't quit completely. You love this job."
"Okay." I say looking at my wife who has turned to me. I smile at her before closing my eyes ready to sleep not expecting her to close the gap between us. I have hurt her and she needs time to forgive me. I feel her shifting in the bed as I am drifting off. Just before I fall asleep completely I feel her hand on mine causing my eyes to shoot open in shock.
"Portia." she says softly.
"Yeah."
"I love you. I will always love you no matter what you do. You're my weak spot. I really can't be angry at you for anything. Which I guess is kinda bad." she chuckles to herself. "So please stop blaming yourself. The only reason this has happened is because you're too nice a person to say no to the producers. I can't lie to say I wasn't disappointed. I cooked food and everything but I know that there have been a hundred times when I've done this to you. Just promise me something." I start to cry again realising how much effort Ellen had put into tonight.
"Y-yeah."
"Just never leave me okay? No matter how angry you think I am or how angry you are. Just please promise." she begs me.
"Of course. I-I just I dunno I guess I thought it was what you wanted."
"Never." she interrupts me quickly placing a soft kiss on my lips. I pull back looking into her eyes.
"We're forever aren't we?"
"I thought you already knew that." she chuckles closing the gap by wrapping her arms around my waist. I snuggle into her breathing in her smell.
"I love you too Ell."
"Good. Now get some sleep."
I am amazed at how she is still trying to look after me after how badly I have neglected our relationship in the last few weeks.
"Mmm. How did I get you." I say sleepily more to myself than to Ell. I feel her laughing below me as I slowly drift off to sleep.
I look up from my place on the couch the clock. I sigh realising that the food I cooked would now almost certainly be cold. I decide not to waste it so take it out of the now cold oven and put half into the microwave. Once I have finished I clean up putting Portia's half into the fridge and make my way upstairs to bed. Tonight was meant to be our first meal together in 3 weeks. Since the filming of arrested development started Portia has barely been back before 10pm. I try not to get too mad with her though because I know how many times I've been late back and she has put up with it but I can't not be mad tonight. We had agreed that tonight that no matter what happens we'll both be back in time. I change into my bed clothes and lay down in our marital bed. I turn over onto my side and begin to cry. By the time I hear the front door closing I look up to the clock to realise that I must have cried myself to sleep. I pretend to be asleep when she enters the bedroom not wanting to start an argument.
Portia's POV
I sigh walking in through the front door knowing how angry Ellen is going to be. I take off my shoes and place my bag on the side walking into the living room expecting Ellen to be sat on the sofa. When I enter the room I notice the darkness and begin to worry. Usually Ellen would wait up for me no matter how late I am. I hurry upstairs and slowly open our bedroom door. I look over to the bed and my heart sinks. My wife is lay asleep but has clearly been crying. I grab my bed clothes on my way to the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror seeing the bag's under my eyes. I slam my fist down on the edge of the sink in anger; hating myself for doing this to my wife. I think of all the times Ellen has been late from work and how that has made me feel but she has never been late continuously for three weeks. She always makes it up to me with a present or a date night. I'm beginning to wonder that if I keep going like this if i'll ever be able to make it up to her. I quickly brush my teeth before making my way to bed. As I crawl underneath the covers I hesitate before placing my arm around my wife. She grabs my arm, shocking me a little as I thought she was asleep, before removing it from her waist and sitting up in bed.
"I'm sorry Ell I really am." I whisper starting to cry.
"I don't want to hear it." Ellen says before standing from the bed and walking towards the door.
"Please Ell." I beg
"You promised." My heart breaks as I look at her eyes which are swollen from all the crying. I see the hurt I have caused and for the first time since I met her I really feel as if I'm losing her.
"Ell." I sob. "I-I they wouldn't let me leave."
"No." she says simply. Her calmness scares me, I almost wish she was screaming at me. "You just didn't want to say no to them." With that she opens the door and leaves the room. I lie in bed crying and thinking how I can make this up to her but I really can't think of how. The anger at myself is slowly burning up inside of me. I jump up from the bed, change into some casual clothes, pack a bag and storm downstairs. When I reach the lounge I see my wife sitting on the couch staring into space. I set my bag down near the door and walk around the sofa so I am stood in front of her. I place my fingers over my ring then hesitate. thinking of all the happy times me and my wife have had, before pulling the ring from my finger. I reach the palm holding the ring out to Ellen.
"Here." I mumble. She looks up from the floor to the ring in my hand and finally into my eyes.
"Port that's not what I want and you know that." she says standing from the couch.
"I don't know how to fix this Ell. So take it please."
"No I refuse."
"Well I'm going to leave it here then." I say placing the ring on the coffee table then turning to walk out of the lounge as I reach my bag and the door I feel Ellen grab my arm.
"Please don't." she whispers.
"I have to. This is all my fault." I state before picking up my bag and reaching for the front door. Before I can grab the handle my wife jumps between me and the door pulling me into a hug. I drop my bag in shock as she starts to sob into my shoulder. Bringing my arms around her back I bury my head into her shoulder as we stand there crying. After ten or so minutes we pull away and silently make our way back to our bedroom. "Please tell me how to fix this." I say looking into my wifes eyes as she pulls back the bed sheets.
"Just be here."
"I promise and this time I mean it. As tomorrow is Saturday I'm going to ring in sick and we can spend the day together. Then when I get back to work on Monday I'll speak to Mitch and tell him I can't do this anymore."
"No." she says as we both flop back into the bed. I turn my head to face her looking confused.
"Sorry?"
"No you're going to tell him that you're making yourself ill working so much because you are Port. I've seen how little sleep you've been getting. Then you're going to arrange so that you're only working a certain amount of hours per day. You can't quit completely. You love this job."
"Okay." I say looking at my wife who has turned to me. I smile at her before closing my eyes ready to sleep not expecting her to close the gap between us. I have hurt her and she needs time to forgive me. I feel her shifting in the bed as I am drifting off. Just before I fall asleep completely I feel her hand on mine causing my eyes to shoot open in shock.
"Portia." she says softly.
"Yeah."
"I love you. I will always love you no matter what you do. You're my weak spot. I really can't be angry at you for anything. Which I guess is kinda bad." she chuckles to herself. "So please stop blaming yourself. The only reason this has happened is because you're too nice a person to say no to the producers. I can't lie to say I wasn't disappointed. I cooked food and everything but I know that there have been a hundred times when I've done this to you. Just promise me something." I start to cry again realising how much effort Ellen had put into tonight.
"Y-yeah."
"Just never leave me okay? No matter how angry you think I am or how angry you are. Just please promise." she begs me.
"Of course. I-I just I dunno I guess I thought it was what you wanted."
"Never." she interrupts me quickly placing a soft kiss on my lips. I pull back looking into her eyes.
"We're forever aren't we?"
"I thought you already knew that." she chuckles closing the gap by wrapping her arms around my waist. I snuggle into her breathing in her smell.
"I love you too Ell."
"Good. Now get some sleep."
I am amazed at how she is still trying to look after me after how badly I have neglected our relationship in the last few weeks.
"Mmm. How did I get you." I say sleepily more to myself than to Ell. I feel her laughing below me as I slowly drift off to sleep.
Friday 7 February 2014
One Shot: Ellen's Thumb
"Right that's it!" Ellen shouts running after me through the house. "You're going to get it now."
I run into the kitchen round the island we have in the middle and stop on the other side. Ellen starts to run one way around the island so I run the other. We go backwards and forwards for a while until I seek the opportunity to run out of the kitchen door into the hallway. I run towards the stairs looking back behind me to see Ellen just leaving the kitchen door in pursuit. However, Ellen is much fitter than me by the time I reach the bedroom she is right behind me. As I enter the bedroom I grab the door and slam it behind me trying to stop Ellen from coming into the room.
"ARRRRRRGH." I hear from the otherside of the door. At first I think it's some kind of trick but when I realise the pressure on the door has gone I quickly reopen the door to see my wife bent over holding her hand.
"Oh my god baby are you okay?"
"I shut my thumb in the door!"
"Oh baby i'm sorry!" I say starting to tear up knowing that I have hurt my wife. "Let's get it under some cold water." I say leading her into the bathroom and starting the cold tap.
"Fuck that hurts." she groans. I wrap my arms around her waist as she runs it under the cold tap.
"Baby i'm so sorry" I say starting to cry now.
"Oh Port it's not your fault we were messing about."
"But I slammed the door." I whisper. After a few minutes she turns around to face me shutting off the tap.
"It's not your fault okay? Believe me please?" she begs. I nod in response as she uses her other hand to stroke the side of my face. I smile leaning my face into her hand closing my eyes. Her lips capture mine in perfect motion and I feel every breath she makes. I bring my hand up to the back of her neck wanting to close as much gap between us as possible as the kiss deepens. I pull back to catch my breath resting my hand onto her chest. I can feel her heart is racing just as much as mine.
"Can I make you feel better?" I whisper to her seductively.
"Only if it's in the way only you can?" she responds biting her lip slightly. I grab her hand leading her slowly into our bedroom. As we reach the bed I begin to unbutton the shirt she has on before unclipping her bra letting her breasts fall out. I smile admirably as I pull her down onto the bed. She reaches for the bottom of my t-shirt trying to pull it up.
"Hey, I'm making you feel better remember. No touching." I say with a wink causing her to groan in dissatisfaction.
"Can't we at least make it even?"
"Nope" I say starting my assault on her breasts; sucking, flicking and gently kissing her nipples. As I do this I start to unbuckle her belt and undo her jeans pulling them away. I sit up admiring my wifes body beneath me.
"Please." she moans as I start to pull at her boxers. Hearing my wife start to beg makes me lose all self-control and I rip off her boxers giving me access to exactly where we both want. Within minutes my fingers are pumping in and out of my wife. The pleasure on her face is nearly enough to send me over the edge as well but I hold on until she is careering into oblivion. When we have both come down I smile over at my wife from where I am now lying next to her on the bed.
"Feel better baby?"
"Oh always."
Thursday 6 February 2014
One Shot: Niece Time
Portia's POV
Ellen loves to have Eva and Perry over. The joy on her face when they're around is obvious. A lot of people ask us why we never had kids and I can understand why. Ellen is so good with them. I smile thinking about the day ahead as I sneak out of bed to make Ellen's coffee. As I am pouring it however, my plan of waking Ell up with a coffee is ruined as I feel two hands snake their way around me.
"Coffee" she barely whispers into my ear as she rests her head sleepily on my shoulder.
"Morning baby." I smile at her immediate need for coffee. "Coming right up." I say pulling the jug out of the machine and pouring the coffee into two mugs. I grab the two mugs turning around in her arms and passing her one.
"Mmmmm so good." she moans after taking a sip. We stand like this until our coffees are finished and I place the two mugs into the sink. "Morning baby" my wife say's brightly. I giggle at how quickly the coffee has woken her up.
"Hey" I say placing a soft kiss onto her lips. "You've woken up"
"Well what can I say. Today is going to be good. I get to wake up next to most wonderful woman in the world and spend the day with the other two best ladies in my life."
"Hmmm I guess" I laugh placing my arms around my neck. "However, if we don't hurry up they'll be here and we'll still be in our bed clothes"
"But you're so cuddly" she says pulling into me. I laugh before pulling away and taking her hand leading her upstairs. We both quickly change and get ready and before long the doorbell is ringing. I rush downstairs and throw open the door.
"Auntie Portia!" the two girls scream wrapping themselves around my legs.
"Hey girls." I smile down at them.
"Hey Portia" my brother laughs leaning in to kiss me on the cheek.
"Hey you. How are you doing?"
"Good thanks glad to get a day to ourselves." he laughs nodding towards the two girls who have now run off in search of my wife. "Thanks for looking after them."
"No problem you know we enjoy it." I say shutting the door behind him as he walks into the house.
"Right i've packed everything you should need in here" he says handing me a rucksack
"Thanks."
"Just call me if you have any problems."
"Course we will don't worry. Now go enjoy yourself" I say almost shooing him back and out of the door. I stand waving him off down the drive before heading back into the house.
"AUNTIE PORTIA!" I hear the girls screaming as they run down the hallway.
"Yes girls."
"AUNTIE ELLEN SAYS WE CAN GO IN THE POOL IS THAT OKAY?!" they squeal jumping up and down in excitement.
"Of course. Let's just get your swimming things out of the rucksack." I say opening up the rucksack and pulling out their costumes and towels. I see my wife walking down the hallway just as the girls spot her too.
"AUNTIE PORTIA SAID IT WAS OKAY!" they squeal causing Ellen to laugh. I pass my wife Eva's swimming stuff as she picks her up and carry's her to the bathroom to get changed. I take Perry into the downstairs toilet, changing her and popping her armbands on. When we are done I take her up to Ellen and let her know i'm going to get changed myself. Although both girls can swim I still don't like to let them in the pool by them self. By the time I have run into our closet, changed and headed outside Ellen is sat on the ledge of the pool as the girls float next to her. I run behind Ellen jumping in to the left of her away from the girls but still managing to splash her.
"HEY!" she screams. I resurface and look over to see just how drenched she is.
"Oh my god" I laugh in hysterics and the girls join in. "I'm sorry baby I didn't mean to get you quite that much. Although you might as well join us now."
"I'm going to get you back for that" she says pointing her finger at me before walking back into the house. I laugh and watch the girls swimming towards me.
"Can we play ball?!" Eva asks.
"Course we can." I say reaching for the ball Ellen has placed on the side of the pool. I throw it over to Eva who starts playing with Perry. For sisters they really do get on really well. Much more than me and my brother did at their age. I lean back against the side of the pool watching them having fun. After a while they seem to get bored of the ball and both swim back to me.
"How about you race each other to the other end of the pool?" I suggest.
"YEAH!" they shout.
"I'm obviously going to win." Eva remarks.
"Okay well we'll see won't we? You ready?" They both nod and place their feet against the wall of the pool. "GO!" I shout and watch them both swim off as fast as they could. Just then I hear my wife coming back outside. I turn around just as she lowers herself in the pool.
"So you decided to join us then?" I laugh.
"Well once I was that wet I might as well!" she says swimming over to me. I take my elbows from the side of the pool so she can wrap her arm's around me. I rest my head against the side of hers as we watch the girls swimming back towards us. As Eva's arm touches the side first she starts jumping up and out of the water.
"I WIN I WIN" she screams. We all laugh at how happy she is too have won.
"Right girls" Ellen says. "You wanna help me get Auntie Portia back for splashing me?"
"Oh no Ellen please" I beg but it's too late. I feel her arm's lifting me up out of the water as Eva and Perry grab my legs. "ELLEN!" I scream just as they all let go and I fall down into the water. I resurface rubbing the water from my eyes to see the three of them grinning at me. I can't be angry with any of them they're just too adorable. I roll my eyes before swimming back next to Ell. The girls laugh swimming to the other end of the pool to grab a floating toy. Ellen swims behind me in between my body and the wall wrapping her arms around my stomach. I place my hands on hers as she keeps us both afloat. Resting her head on my shoulder I kiss the side of it and think to myself how lucky I am to have a family like this.
"Me too" Ellen responds making me realise I said it out loud. I giggle turning in her arms and placing a soft kiss on her lips.
"I love you." I whisper to her.
Ellen loves to have Eva and Perry over. The joy on her face when they're around is obvious. A lot of people ask us why we never had kids and I can understand why. Ellen is so good with them. I smile thinking about the day ahead as I sneak out of bed to make Ellen's coffee. As I am pouring it however, my plan of waking Ell up with a coffee is ruined as I feel two hands snake their way around me.
"Coffee" she barely whispers into my ear as she rests her head sleepily on my shoulder.
"Morning baby." I smile at her immediate need for coffee. "Coming right up." I say pulling the jug out of the machine and pouring the coffee into two mugs. I grab the two mugs turning around in her arms and passing her one.
"Mmmmm so good." she moans after taking a sip. We stand like this until our coffees are finished and I place the two mugs into the sink. "Morning baby" my wife say's brightly. I giggle at how quickly the coffee has woken her up.
"Hey" I say placing a soft kiss onto her lips. "You've woken up"
"Well what can I say. Today is going to be good. I get to wake up next to most wonderful woman in the world and spend the day with the other two best ladies in my life."
"Hmmm I guess" I laugh placing my arms around my neck. "However, if we don't hurry up they'll be here and we'll still be in our bed clothes"
"But you're so cuddly" she says pulling into me. I laugh before pulling away and taking her hand leading her upstairs. We both quickly change and get ready and before long the doorbell is ringing. I rush downstairs and throw open the door.
"Auntie Portia!" the two girls scream wrapping themselves around my legs.
"Hey girls." I smile down at them.
"Hey Portia" my brother laughs leaning in to kiss me on the cheek.
"Hey you. How are you doing?"
"Good thanks glad to get a day to ourselves." he laughs nodding towards the two girls who have now run off in search of my wife. "Thanks for looking after them."
"No problem you know we enjoy it." I say shutting the door behind him as he walks into the house.
"Right i've packed everything you should need in here" he says handing me a rucksack
"Thanks."
"Just call me if you have any problems."
"Course we will don't worry. Now go enjoy yourself" I say almost shooing him back and out of the door. I stand waving him off down the drive before heading back into the house.
"AUNTIE PORTIA!" I hear the girls screaming as they run down the hallway.
"Yes girls."
"AUNTIE ELLEN SAYS WE CAN GO IN THE POOL IS THAT OKAY?!" they squeal jumping up and down in excitement.
"Of course. Let's just get your swimming things out of the rucksack." I say opening up the rucksack and pulling out their costumes and towels. I see my wife walking down the hallway just as the girls spot her too.
"AUNTIE PORTIA SAID IT WAS OKAY!" they squeal causing Ellen to laugh. I pass my wife Eva's swimming stuff as she picks her up and carry's her to the bathroom to get changed. I take Perry into the downstairs toilet, changing her and popping her armbands on. When we are done I take her up to Ellen and let her know i'm going to get changed myself. Although both girls can swim I still don't like to let them in the pool by them self. By the time I have run into our closet, changed and headed outside Ellen is sat on the ledge of the pool as the girls float next to her. I run behind Ellen jumping in to the left of her away from the girls but still managing to splash her.
"HEY!" she screams. I resurface and look over to see just how drenched she is.
"Oh my god" I laugh in hysterics and the girls join in. "I'm sorry baby I didn't mean to get you quite that much. Although you might as well join us now."
"I'm going to get you back for that" she says pointing her finger at me before walking back into the house. I laugh and watch the girls swimming towards me.
"Can we play ball?!" Eva asks.
"Course we can." I say reaching for the ball Ellen has placed on the side of the pool. I throw it over to Eva who starts playing with Perry. For sisters they really do get on really well. Much more than me and my brother did at their age. I lean back against the side of the pool watching them having fun. After a while they seem to get bored of the ball and both swim back to me.
"How about you race each other to the other end of the pool?" I suggest.
"YEAH!" they shout.
"I'm obviously going to win." Eva remarks.
"Okay well we'll see won't we? You ready?" They both nod and place their feet against the wall of the pool. "GO!" I shout and watch them both swim off as fast as they could. Just then I hear my wife coming back outside. I turn around just as she lowers herself in the pool.
"So you decided to join us then?" I laugh.
"Well once I was that wet I might as well!" she says swimming over to me. I take my elbows from the side of the pool so she can wrap her arm's around me. I rest my head against the side of hers as we watch the girls swimming back towards us. As Eva's arm touches the side first she starts jumping up and out of the water.
"I WIN I WIN" she screams. We all laugh at how happy she is too have won.
"Right girls" Ellen says. "You wanna help me get Auntie Portia back for splashing me?"
"Oh no Ellen please" I beg but it's too late. I feel her arm's lifting me up out of the water as Eva and Perry grab my legs. "ELLEN!" I scream just as they all let go and I fall down into the water. I resurface rubbing the water from my eyes to see the three of them grinning at me. I can't be angry with any of them they're just too adorable. I roll my eyes before swimming back next to Ell. The girls laugh swimming to the other end of the pool to grab a floating toy. Ellen swims behind me in between my body and the wall wrapping her arms around my stomach. I place my hands on hers as she keeps us both afloat. Resting her head on my shoulder I kiss the side of it and think to myself how lucky I am to have a family like this.
"Me too" Ellen responds making me realise I said it out loud. I giggle turning in her arms and placing a soft kiss on her lips.
"I love you." I whisper to her.
Wednesday 5 February 2014
One Shot: Ellen's Nightmare
Portia's POV
I feel something jolt next to me causing me to wake up. I turn over to see my wife sat bolt upright covered in sweat.
"Uh Baby you okay?" I say sleepily.
"Mmmm." she says before getting up out of bed and walking into the bathroom. I grab my robe and follow her. When I reach the bathroom she is leaning over the sink.
"Hey what's up?" I question her rubbing my hand down her back. When she doesn't answer I start the shower and begin to take her clothes off. I help her into the shower and shut the door behind her. As I go to leave the bathroom she starts mumbling so I walk back towards the shower to hear what she is saying.
"Headache."
"Okay I'll just go get a glass of water and some tablets." I say starting to worry about my wife. I don't think I have ever seen her like this. I head downstairs grab some water and tablets. I hear the shower shutting off as I reach the bedroom and by the time I reach my wife she is already wrapped dry into a towel. I hand over the tablets and water which she accepts.
"What happened?" I say softly too her.
"Port leave it please" she says looking up at me her eyes pleading with me not to pursue it but I can't help myself. Ellen has never not been able to tell me something before and it worries me.
Ellen's POV.
It's not that I don't want to tell her I just want to protect her in case my nightmare becomes a reality. Two day's ago I had a text from Anne asking me to meet up and 'discuss things'. I decided to go meet up with her without Portia as I didn't know what she wanted. When I got there she was a shadow of the woman I used to know. Black rings surrounded her eyes and she had cuts all over her face. Turns out her new husband had been beating her up so in order to runaway she had been making money selling herself on the street. When I turned up I was faced with a man holding a gun to her head. I had to pay the man off and then give Anne some money to live off. She promised not to tell Portia but since then I have had the recurring nightmare that she is going to come back, tell all and Portia will leave me. But I couldn't just leave her like that she once meant something to me even if she doesn't now and I'm not that kind of person. I know now I should have told Portia to begin with but I guess it's all kinda snowballed on top of me.
"Please tell me" she says her voice getting more concerned.
"LEAVE IT!" I snap a little more harshly than I intended as I walk back into the bedroom. Before I lose it completley with her I grab some clothes, change into them and walk out of the house grabbing my car keys on the way. I know she will be worried sick but I just think that this is the better option at the moment. I really don't want to lose it with her and that's the way I felt it was going. I drive aimlessly for a while before pulling up on the sidewalk. I reach for my phone and sigh to myself seeing texts and missed calls from Portia. I curl up on the seat as a tear falls down my face.
Portia's POV.
'What just happened?' I think to myself. Why would Ellen react like this. There must be something going on. My mind races round and round. I try calling and texting her but don't get any replies. After a while I stand up and start pacing the house waiting for her return. I notice that it has started to get light when I finally here the jangling of keys as the front door opens. I rush downstairs to see my wife walking through the front door. Her face is puffy like she has been crying for hours and she looks as if she has the weight of the world on her shoulders.
"Babe" I say walking towards her but she pulls away walking past me.
"Please Portia not now" she says softly this time.
"Just tell me is it something I've done?"
"No Portia, I just I can't go into it okay?"
"Okay" I sigh relieved that it's nothing to do with me. I follow her back upstairs and she get's back into her bed clothes. I assume she is going to get back into bed before I see her emerge from the closet with the spare duvet. "hey babe come to bed please?" I beg her.
"I can't." she whispers before going to leave the room. By this point I've had enough of her evasive techniques. She's my wife for god's sake surely I should be the one she can tell!
"Ellen I've had enough. Tell me what's going on!" I exclaim standing from the bed.
"For god's sake how many times do I have to tell you I can't!" she screams walking out of the bedroom. I wait in the bedroom for a while tears streaming down my face before following her downstairs. When I get downstairs she is sat on the sofa with the duvet around her sobbing.
"Ell" I whisper to her as I slowly edge across the room fearing she is going to bolt again.
"I've messed it all up Port." she whispers.
"Hey no you haven't" I say walking over and sitting next to her on the sofa.
"You don't know what I've done."
"Well try me." I say reassuring her with my eye contact. She slowly nods lifting the duvet up so I can get closer to her and join her underneath.
"I-I got a text a few days ago off Anne." she says searching my face for any signs of panic. I keep as calm as I can which seems to encourage her to carry on. "She asked me to go meet her. But when I got there this man he-he had a gun to her head." she stops as the tears overwhelm her.
"Oh my god." I exclaim placing my arm around Ellen's back so my hand rests on her shoulder.
"Well it turns out her husband had been beating her and she'd started to sell herself to get money to leave him. And anyway this guy wanted money for her freedom so I-I gave him it Portia. And I gave her some to go start a new life. I hope you don't hate me. Please don't hate me. I just didn't know what to do." she begs me. I sigh taking everything in that she has told me. I think how lucky she was that the man didn't turn the gun on her.
"Hey come here baby it's okay." I say pulling her into me as she sobs uncontrollably. After a few minutes she calms down and pulls away from me.
"Aren't you mad?" she questions. I compose myself trying to think of the right words to say.
"Look I'm not going to lie yes I am. But not because you helped her okay? I mean god the poor woman had a gun to her head. I'd hope whoever that woman was regardless that it was your ex that you'd give the man the money. And as for helping her to move on I actually commend that you have the courage to move past what she did to you. What I am more concerned about is that you felt like you couldn't tell me this. Why Ell? Did you think i'd be mad?" I see the relief on her face but also the awkwardness as she starts to shift in her seat not knowing what to say.
"I-I just thought that as she was my ex you wouldn't be pleased and then it all kinda spiralled to the point where I couldn't go back. Until I had the nightmare last night and you woke up."
"Okay but please remember that anytime anything tell me okay? We're in this together remember? As long as you have a valid reason for something, which I think her husband beating her and this guy having a gun to her head is, i'll never be mad okay?" I say to her. She nods and I pull her towards me into a kiss.
"God Port I don't deserve you" she whispers.
"Oh Ell you more than deserve me. I love you."
"I love you too." she whispers and we curl up together on the sofa.
I feel something jolt next to me causing me to wake up. I turn over to see my wife sat bolt upright covered in sweat.
"Uh Baby you okay?" I say sleepily.
"Mmmm." she says before getting up out of bed and walking into the bathroom. I grab my robe and follow her. When I reach the bathroom she is leaning over the sink.
"Hey what's up?" I question her rubbing my hand down her back. When she doesn't answer I start the shower and begin to take her clothes off. I help her into the shower and shut the door behind her. As I go to leave the bathroom she starts mumbling so I walk back towards the shower to hear what she is saying.
"Headache."
"Okay I'll just go get a glass of water and some tablets." I say starting to worry about my wife. I don't think I have ever seen her like this. I head downstairs grab some water and tablets. I hear the shower shutting off as I reach the bedroom and by the time I reach my wife she is already wrapped dry into a towel. I hand over the tablets and water which she accepts.
"What happened?" I say softly too her.
"Port leave it please" she says looking up at me her eyes pleading with me not to pursue it but I can't help myself. Ellen has never not been able to tell me something before and it worries me.
Ellen's POV.
It's not that I don't want to tell her I just want to protect her in case my nightmare becomes a reality. Two day's ago I had a text from Anne asking me to meet up and 'discuss things'. I decided to go meet up with her without Portia as I didn't know what she wanted. When I got there she was a shadow of the woman I used to know. Black rings surrounded her eyes and she had cuts all over her face. Turns out her new husband had been beating her up so in order to runaway she had been making money selling herself on the street. When I turned up I was faced with a man holding a gun to her head. I had to pay the man off and then give Anne some money to live off. She promised not to tell Portia but since then I have had the recurring nightmare that she is going to come back, tell all and Portia will leave me. But I couldn't just leave her like that she once meant something to me even if she doesn't now and I'm not that kind of person. I know now I should have told Portia to begin with but I guess it's all kinda snowballed on top of me.
"Please tell me" she says her voice getting more concerned.
"LEAVE IT!" I snap a little more harshly than I intended as I walk back into the bedroom. Before I lose it completley with her I grab some clothes, change into them and walk out of the house grabbing my car keys on the way. I know she will be worried sick but I just think that this is the better option at the moment. I really don't want to lose it with her and that's the way I felt it was going. I drive aimlessly for a while before pulling up on the sidewalk. I reach for my phone and sigh to myself seeing texts and missed calls from Portia. I curl up on the seat as a tear falls down my face.
Portia's POV.
'What just happened?' I think to myself. Why would Ellen react like this. There must be something going on. My mind races round and round. I try calling and texting her but don't get any replies. After a while I stand up and start pacing the house waiting for her return. I notice that it has started to get light when I finally here the jangling of keys as the front door opens. I rush downstairs to see my wife walking through the front door. Her face is puffy like she has been crying for hours and she looks as if she has the weight of the world on her shoulders.
"Babe" I say walking towards her but she pulls away walking past me.
"Please Portia not now" she says softly this time.
"Just tell me is it something I've done?"
"No Portia, I just I can't go into it okay?"
"Okay" I sigh relieved that it's nothing to do with me. I follow her back upstairs and she get's back into her bed clothes. I assume she is going to get back into bed before I see her emerge from the closet with the spare duvet. "hey babe come to bed please?" I beg her.
"I can't." she whispers before going to leave the room. By this point I've had enough of her evasive techniques. She's my wife for god's sake surely I should be the one she can tell!
"Ellen I've had enough. Tell me what's going on!" I exclaim standing from the bed.
"For god's sake how many times do I have to tell you I can't!" she screams walking out of the bedroom. I wait in the bedroom for a while tears streaming down my face before following her downstairs. When I get downstairs she is sat on the sofa with the duvet around her sobbing.
"Ell" I whisper to her as I slowly edge across the room fearing she is going to bolt again.
"I've messed it all up Port." she whispers.
"Hey no you haven't" I say walking over and sitting next to her on the sofa.
"You don't know what I've done."
"Well try me." I say reassuring her with my eye contact. She slowly nods lifting the duvet up so I can get closer to her and join her underneath.
"I-I got a text a few days ago off Anne." she says searching my face for any signs of panic. I keep as calm as I can which seems to encourage her to carry on. "She asked me to go meet her. But when I got there this man he-he had a gun to her head." she stops as the tears overwhelm her.
"Oh my god." I exclaim placing my arm around Ellen's back so my hand rests on her shoulder.
"Well it turns out her husband had been beating her and she'd started to sell herself to get money to leave him. And anyway this guy wanted money for her freedom so I-I gave him it Portia. And I gave her some to go start a new life. I hope you don't hate me. Please don't hate me. I just didn't know what to do." she begs me. I sigh taking everything in that she has told me. I think how lucky she was that the man didn't turn the gun on her.
"Hey come here baby it's okay." I say pulling her into me as she sobs uncontrollably. After a few minutes she calms down and pulls away from me.
"Aren't you mad?" she questions. I compose myself trying to think of the right words to say.
"Look I'm not going to lie yes I am. But not because you helped her okay? I mean god the poor woman had a gun to her head. I'd hope whoever that woman was regardless that it was your ex that you'd give the man the money. And as for helping her to move on I actually commend that you have the courage to move past what she did to you. What I am more concerned about is that you felt like you couldn't tell me this. Why Ell? Did you think i'd be mad?" I see the relief on her face but also the awkwardness as she starts to shift in her seat not knowing what to say.
"I-I just thought that as she was my ex you wouldn't be pleased and then it all kinda spiralled to the point where I couldn't go back. Until I had the nightmare last night and you woke up."
"Okay but please remember that anytime anything tell me okay? We're in this together remember? As long as you have a valid reason for something, which I think her husband beating her and this guy having a gun to her head is, i'll never be mad okay?" I say to her. She nods and I pull her towards me into a kiss.
"God Port I don't deserve you" she whispers.
"Oh Ell you more than deserve me. I love you."
"I love you too." she whispers and we curl up together on the sofa.
One Shot: The Airport Lounge
Ellens POV
"Thanks Ell. Think we're all done here if you wanna get off home to Portia. I know she's back today." Mary urged as she open the door to my office.
"Thanks Mary. Yeah I'm gonna try make it too the airport to pick her up if I can. Will see you on Monday."
"Bye Ell." she says shutting the door after her. I pack my things up and dial out the number of the driver who was meant to be picking my wife up.
"Hello."
"Hi Mike. It's Ellen."
"Oh hey Ellen everything okay?"
"Yeah it's all good. Just wanted to let you know I'm gonna pick Portia up from the airport so don't worry about getting there."
"Ah sure thing Ell. Let me know when you need a driver."
"Will do Mike."
"Bye"
"Bye" I say hanging up the phone, grabbing my keys and heading towards the car. Just as I am about to pull away my phone vibrates in the console next too me. I take it out and see a message from Portia.
Hey baby, just landed. Hope the show's going well today. See you at home. love you x
I smile and replace the phone back into the console. Within no time I am pulling up outside the airport. I expect Portia to already be waiting for the driver so when she is not I begin to worry. I get out and take a look around but still can not see her. Not wanting to ruin the surprise in case she has had baggage problems or something I decide not to text her and go into the airport to see if I can find her. I check with the lady on the gate if it is okay to wait in the lounge before heading there. As I reach the doors to the lounge I hear a commotion before a succession of screaming begins. A few people run out screaming warning me to proceed with caution. As I peak my head through the porthole window in the doors I see a masked figure which I presume to be a man, due to the broad shoulders, holding someone in his arms. As he turns slightly my breath catches in my throat and my heart starts to race as I realise the person he is holding is my wife.
'Shit I have to do something' I think to myself not seeing any signs of police arriving. Whilst his back is still turned to the door I slip in and hide behind the vending machine out of the sight.
"WHOS THERE?" he shouts obviously hearing the door. I slide myself between the vending machine and the wall round the corner as I hear his footsteps and my wifes walking towards the door. "Shit. They escaped." he mutters before walking back into the centre of the room. "None of you move understand? Or she gets it!" he shouts to the other passengers in the room. When none of them respond he start's shouting again. "Understand?" he screams.
"Yes."
"Good."
Whilst he is silent I start looking around for something to help me. Unfortunately there isn't much I can reach out with. 'Crap I'm going to just have to go for it and hope for the best.' I think to myself. It takes me a few minutes to syke myself up to move. As I peer around the side of the vending machine one of the passengers see's me and let's out a gasp. I jump back behind just in time before the man sees me. 'Shit that was close' I think to myself. I hear the man's footsteps getting closer to the machine but just before he reaches me one of the other passengers shout's up.
"What exactly do you expect to achieve from this? Do you really just want to kill people?" she shouts. I hear the man turn around quickly.
"What did I tell you! Shut up or she get's it." he sneers and I hear the spit forming in his mouth.
"No come on. If we're all going to die I want to know why then I will shut up."
"Well well we have a feisty one here don't we? I guess if you insist it won't hurt anyway as you're all going to die. None of you are the one i'm really after. This one in my arms is the one i'm here for but I'm just dragging out her pain. You are merely in the wrong place at the wrong time. I want this woman to call her wife so she can watch her die."
'Shit my phone' I think reaching into my pocket and hitting the silent button. I don't want it to get to the point where she has to ring me though so I peer around looking to see where the man is. I see he still has his back to me but by this time I can also see security guards peering through the window so I decide it is now or never. I run from behind the vending machine and time seems to slow to hault as I run up behind the man. Before I know what is happening I have reached up and wrapped my arms around the man's neck causing him to release my wife. I hear her shriek as she turns around and sees me wrestling with the man. I manage to grab my hand's on the gun before he manages to turn it towards anyone. I pull him to the ground rolling around as I see Portia running to grab the metal bin from the other side of the room. The man is stronger than me however and manages find the trigger with his finger. As I realise what he is doing I turn the gun around as he fires twice and the most unimaginable pain shoots up from leg. I fight through the pain trying to figure out if there are still bullets in the gun when I realise the man next to me has gone limp.
"ELLEN!" Portia screams running over towards me kneeling next to me. The last thing I remember as I let the pain take me is her reaching into my pocket for my phone. The next thing I am aware of is a harsh bleeping sound coming from my right. I slowly open my eyes squinting at the brightness turning to my right to find out what the horrible noise is. As my eyes adjust to the light I realise I am in a hospital room. I try to tug my hand up to my face but something is stopping me. I turn to my left to see the beautiful sight of my wife asleep lying on my hand. I want to watch her but my movements must have disturbed her and I see her starting to wake. That's when I begin to feel the rest of the nerves in my body and the pain becomes obvious.
"Ahh" I try to say but no words come out.
"Omg Ell baby" Portia squeals jumping from her chair and placing her hands on my shoulders. I point towards the glass of water on the bedside table next to me and Portia hands it too me. I down the whole glass before passing it back to her.
"Fuck this hurts" I manage to get out this time.
"Oh baby I'll go get the doctor to come give you some meds okay?" she says before running out of the room and returning a few minutes later doctor in tow.
"Well well well if it isn't the hero" the doctor smiles at me. "How are you feeling?"
"It hurt's" I say simply.
"Right okay I'll get the nurse to come down right away and get you some morphine."
"Thanks."
"Is it okay if I take a quick look?" he says pointing towards my leg. I nod to show it is okay as Portia retakes my hand whilst the doctor checks me over. Once the nurse has been to administer my medication and we are alone in the room again I turn to Portia to see a tear rolling down her face.
"Hey what's up?"
"I-I" she starts beginning to sob now. I pull her hand towards me forcing her to stand up and sit on the side of the bed. I pull her into a hug so she has her head resting on my chest. After a while her sobs subside and starts to carry on. "Ell I thought I'd lost you" she stutters and with that the sobs begin again.
"Baby you're never going to lose me okay?" I say pulling her face up so our eyes meet and she realises how serious I am. I see a slight smile start to form on her face before I pull her face up and our lips meet. We both moan into the kiss as it deepens our tongues swirling in perfect motion. As we both pull away slightly breathless I smile at her and place a soft kiss onto her forehead. "I thought he was going to kill you." I say softly almost to myself.
"I think had you not turned up at that point he was going to. Baby you have now officially saved my life in every way possible."
"Oh come off it. I was just in the right place at the right time."
"Yeah why were you there?"
"Well I came to surprise you at the airport but when you didn't come out I came to the lounge to wait for you thinking you'd had baggage problems or something."
"Oooh. Aww baby have I ever said you are the best wife in the world?"
"A few times." I say smirking at her.
"Yeah well you are. You took a bullet for me. Not many people get to say that."
"Hey you'd have done the same."
"God I love you Ell."
"You too Port. I don't know what i'd have done without you."
"Me either" she says and with that she closes the gap between us again. I'm not saying this because both of us just nearly died but I really am the luckiest. I have the best life in the world and most wonderful woman as my wife.
"Thanks Ell. Think we're all done here if you wanna get off home to Portia. I know she's back today." Mary urged as she open the door to my office.
"Thanks Mary. Yeah I'm gonna try make it too the airport to pick her up if I can. Will see you on Monday."
"Bye Ell." she says shutting the door after her. I pack my things up and dial out the number of the driver who was meant to be picking my wife up.
"Hello."
"Hi Mike. It's Ellen."
"Oh hey Ellen everything okay?"
"Yeah it's all good. Just wanted to let you know I'm gonna pick Portia up from the airport so don't worry about getting there."
"Ah sure thing Ell. Let me know when you need a driver."
"Will do Mike."
"Bye"
"Bye" I say hanging up the phone, grabbing my keys and heading towards the car. Just as I am about to pull away my phone vibrates in the console next too me. I take it out and see a message from Portia.
Hey baby, just landed. Hope the show's going well today. See you at home. love you x
I smile and replace the phone back into the console. Within no time I am pulling up outside the airport. I expect Portia to already be waiting for the driver so when she is not I begin to worry. I get out and take a look around but still can not see her. Not wanting to ruin the surprise in case she has had baggage problems or something I decide not to text her and go into the airport to see if I can find her. I check with the lady on the gate if it is okay to wait in the lounge before heading there. As I reach the doors to the lounge I hear a commotion before a succession of screaming begins. A few people run out screaming warning me to proceed with caution. As I peak my head through the porthole window in the doors I see a masked figure which I presume to be a man, due to the broad shoulders, holding someone in his arms. As he turns slightly my breath catches in my throat and my heart starts to race as I realise the person he is holding is my wife.
'Shit I have to do something' I think to myself not seeing any signs of police arriving. Whilst his back is still turned to the door I slip in and hide behind the vending machine out of the sight.
"WHOS THERE?" he shouts obviously hearing the door. I slide myself between the vending machine and the wall round the corner as I hear his footsteps and my wifes walking towards the door. "Shit. They escaped." he mutters before walking back into the centre of the room. "None of you move understand? Or she gets it!" he shouts to the other passengers in the room. When none of them respond he start's shouting again. "Understand?" he screams.
"Yes."
"Good."
Whilst he is silent I start looking around for something to help me. Unfortunately there isn't much I can reach out with. 'Crap I'm going to just have to go for it and hope for the best.' I think to myself. It takes me a few minutes to syke myself up to move. As I peer around the side of the vending machine one of the passengers see's me and let's out a gasp. I jump back behind just in time before the man sees me. 'Shit that was close' I think to myself. I hear the man's footsteps getting closer to the machine but just before he reaches me one of the other passengers shout's up.
"What exactly do you expect to achieve from this? Do you really just want to kill people?" she shouts. I hear the man turn around quickly.
"What did I tell you! Shut up or she get's it." he sneers and I hear the spit forming in his mouth.
"No come on. If we're all going to die I want to know why then I will shut up."
"Well well we have a feisty one here don't we? I guess if you insist it won't hurt anyway as you're all going to die. None of you are the one i'm really after. This one in my arms is the one i'm here for but I'm just dragging out her pain. You are merely in the wrong place at the wrong time. I want this woman to call her wife so she can watch her die."
'Shit my phone' I think reaching into my pocket and hitting the silent button. I don't want it to get to the point where she has to ring me though so I peer around looking to see where the man is. I see he still has his back to me but by this time I can also see security guards peering through the window so I decide it is now or never. I run from behind the vending machine and time seems to slow to hault as I run up behind the man. Before I know what is happening I have reached up and wrapped my arms around the man's neck causing him to release my wife. I hear her shriek as she turns around and sees me wrestling with the man. I manage to grab my hand's on the gun before he manages to turn it towards anyone. I pull him to the ground rolling around as I see Portia running to grab the metal bin from the other side of the room. The man is stronger than me however and manages find the trigger with his finger. As I realise what he is doing I turn the gun around as he fires twice and the most unimaginable pain shoots up from leg. I fight through the pain trying to figure out if there are still bullets in the gun when I realise the man next to me has gone limp.
"ELLEN!" Portia screams running over towards me kneeling next to me. The last thing I remember as I let the pain take me is her reaching into my pocket for my phone. The next thing I am aware of is a harsh bleeping sound coming from my right. I slowly open my eyes squinting at the brightness turning to my right to find out what the horrible noise is. As my eyes adjust to the light I realise I am in a hospital room. I try to tug my hand up to my face but something is stopping me. I turn to my left to see the beautiful sight of my wife asleep lying on my hand. I want to watch her but my movements must have disturbed her and I see her starting to wake. That's when I begin to feel the rest of the nerves in my body and the pain becomes obvious.
"Ahh" I try to say but no words come out.
"Omg Ell baby" Portia squeals jumping from her chair and placing her hands on my shoulders. I point towards the glass of water on the bedside table next to me and Portia hands it too me. I down the whole glass before passing it back to her.
"Fuck this hurts" I manage to get out this time.
"Oh baby I'll go get the doctor to come give you some meds okay?" she says before running out of the room and returning a few minutes later doctor in tow.
"Well well well if it isn't the hero" the doctor smiles at me. "How are you feeling?"
"It hurt's" I say simply.
"Right okay I'll get the nurse to come down right away and get you some morphine."
"Thanks."
"Is it okay if I take a quick look?" he says pointing towards my leg. I nod to show it is okay as Portia retakes my hand whilst the doctor checks me over. Once the nurse has been to administer my medication and we are alone in the room again I turn to Portia to see a tear rolling down her face.
"Hey what's up?"
"I-I" she starts beginning to sob now. I pull her hand towards me forcing her to stand up and sit on the side of the bed. I pull her into a hug so she has her head resting on my chest. After a while her sobs subside and starts to carry on. "Ell I thought I'd lost you" she stutters and with that the sobs begin again.
"Baby you're never going to lose me okay?" I say pulling her face up so our eyes meet and she realises how serious I am. I see a slight smile start to form on her face before I pull her face up and our lips meet. We both moan into the kiss as it deepens our tongues swirling in perfect motion. As we both pull away slightly breathless I smile at her and place a soft kiss onto her forehead. "I thought he was going to kill you." I say softly almost to myself.
"I think had you not turned up at that point he was going to. Baby you have now officially saved my life in every way possible."
"Oh come off it. I was just in the right place at the right time."
"Yeah why were you there?"
"Well I came to surprise you at the airport but when you didn't come out I came to the lounge to wait for you thinking you'd had baggage problems or something."
"Oooh. Aww baby have I ever said you are the best wife in the world?"
"A few times." I say smirking at her.
"Yeah well you are. You took a bullet for me. Not many people get to say that."
"Hey you'd have done the same."
"God I love you Ell."
"You too Port. I don't know what i'd have done without you."
"Me either" she says and with that she closes the gap between us again. I'm not saying this because both of us just nearly died but I really am the luckiest. I have the best life in the world and most wonderful woman as my wife.
Tuesday 4 February 2014
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Monday 3 February 2014
One Shot: Home from work.
Portia's POV
"Baby!" she exclaims looking up into the mirror excitedly. I smile squeezing my arms tighter around her as she relaxes into my embrace.
"Hey you" I whisper into her ear. I loosen my grip allowing her to turn around and capture my lips in hers.
"Mmm god i've missed you Port."
"I've missed you too" I say in between kisses. "I love you Ell."
"I love you too." she responds before I re-close the gap this time allowing my tongue to enter her mouth. We both moan increasingly as the passion heats up between us. I pull away before we allow it to go too far.
"Bed now." I manage to stutter out before pulling her by the hand back into our bedroom. Just before we reach the bed I pull at her t-shirt as she allows me to easily rip it from her. I feel her hands begin to work their magic on the buttons of my pyjama top. Allowing her just as easily to rip mine from me than I did hers.
"Mmm" I say as my hands make their way down to her breasts. "I've missed your body Ell." I say beginning to rub her nipples with my fingers. My mouth working it's way to her neck gently kissing and sucking all the way down to her chest. I replace one of my hands with my mouth and begin flicking her nipple with my tongue as she begins to fondle my breasts. I begin to get distracted from my job as the pleasure Ellen is giving me intensifies. I lift myself up much to Ellen's disgust before she realises where I am going as I slowly pull down her pyjama bottoms. Before I can get to work where she wants me most I feel Ellen grabbing my waist turning me round before ripping off my shorts and kissing down the inside of my legs. I go direct to where she wants me most dragging my finger down her slit. I feel her exhale sharply and her cool breath hits my weak spot causing me to moan even more.
"God you turn me on so much" I stutter before slowly entering one finger inside my wife. I feel her gasp before her tongue runs down my slit. This time it's my turn to gasp and I begin to pick up the pace of my fingers plunging them in and out of her whilst my tongue flicks her clit. I feel her tongue inside of me and this begins to send me over the edge. In order for Ellen to keep up I pick up the pace even further this time plunging three fingers into her and sucking her clit. Soon we are both wringing with sweat and I feel the overwhelming sense of orgasm beginning to overtake me. Within minutes we both hit oblivion and all I can think of is the pleasure Ellen is giving me. As I come back down I take my fingers from Ellen and pull myself back up the bed. I take Ellen in my arms and slowly begin to calm down.
"Jesus Port" she says between breaths. I look down at my wife regaining her senses in my arms and can't help but laugh. Within minutes we are both giggling like teenagers. "Welcome home" she says looking up at me and placing a soft kiss on my lips. This time though although there is no passion I can feel all of Ellen's love in her kiss.
"Thanks" I mumble as the tiredness hits me. "I love you"
"Love you too Port" she whispers as we both drift off to sleep.
One Shot: Ellen's Sick
Ellen's POV
'God I feel hot' I think to myself throwing the covers off my side of the bed. I look over the clock noticing it is only 3am. I look down at my sweat glistened body and sigh realising that I am probably coming down with something. I begin to get lost in my thoughts thinking about the show 'What am I going to do about the show? I can't have another day off!'. Suddenly I am roused from my thoughts by my wife turning over and sitting up next to me.
"Babe you okay?" she croaks sleepily.
"I think i'm coming down with something. I'm burning up."
"Oh baby come here" she says pulling my head to her hand so she can feel my temperature. "Jesus Ell! You're so hot!" she exclaims pulling her hand away from my face. Usually I would reply with some witty comment relating to her calling me hot but I don't even have the energy to do that. I think this takes her a little by surprise as she pauses waiting for me to say something but when I don't the worry on her face becomes evident. "I think I should call a doctor babe you're sweating so much this isn't right."
"No." I say with all of the energy I have.
"Okay well I'm going to get you into a bath then get you a drink okay?"
"Mmmm" I groan as she gets out of bed and walks around to my side. I feel two hands place themselves in mine pulling me up out of the bed before an arm is thrown around me and she helps me to the bathroom. She starts all of the taps in the bath pouring some bath salts in before undressing me completley and helping me into the bath.
"I'll be right back okay? Call me if you need anything?" she says and I nod in reply.
Portia's POV
I walk out of the bathroom a little more than worried about Ellen. I haven't seen her this sick in a long time. I grab my dressing robe and make my way downstairs. As I open the kitchen door I am swamped by a herd of animals jumping up and down me nearly knocking me over.
"Woah woah guy's calm down." I laugh at them before giving them a stroke then going to find a glass and some tablets. Once I have everything ready to take to Ellen I grab them a few treats out of the cupboard and place them in their bowls. Ellen would kill me for giving them treats at this time of night but I can't resist they look so cute. I smile to myself before heading back upstairs to my wife.
"You okay baby?" I shout as I walk through the bedroom into the bathroom.
"Mmm" I hear as I walk into the bathroom and see Ellen shaking her head.
"Hey take some of these and drink this." I say handing her the tablets and water. She throws the tablets into her mouth and downs the water before handing me back the glass. I place the glass next to the sink before walking over to the bath rolling up my sleeves. I sit behind my wife in the bath on a stool and place my hands into the water onto her shoulders. I begin to rub the tension out of her shoulders much to her delight.
"Mmm" she moans.
"You like that?" I say receiving as an enthusiastic a nod as she can muster. "Good and stop worrying about the show okay? They'll sort it out. You could even get a replacement host so the show can go on?"
"Mmm" she moans again this time smiling slightly.
"I'll give them a ring in the morning and let them know you're ill." I say moving my hands down her chest folding my arms around her neck. I kiss her on the cheek before resting my head onto my folded arms.
"Mmm you'll get sick" she says trying to pull herself away and failing.
"Aww darling I don't mind okay? Someone has to take care of you. Plus it's my job I said so in my vows remember?"
"Mmm" she says smiling obviously thinking about our wedding day. We sit there for a while until my back starts to hurt. I unwrap my arms and stand up stretching my back.
"Right lets get you out of there." I say reaching down to grab her hand and pull her out. As she stand's I reach for the towel wrapping it around her with my arms pulling her into a hug. I start to rub her back before pulling back to look at her face. The sadness is evident she hates being sick especially when she has to miss the show. Suddenly her face changes to a look of disgust.
"Mmm going to be sick." she mutters and I take action pulling her towards the toilet into a crouching position just in time. I sit with her for a good half an hour rubbing her back before she seems to stop.
"You finished?" I ask her and she nods back to me. I wipe her mouth with a tissue before standing up and heading into our closet to grab her some more bed clothes. When I get back to the bathroom she is sitting against the wall looking completely exhausted. I help her slip into the clothes before taking her back to bed. Once she is settled in bed I switch off the alarm on the bedside table and within minutes she is asleep. I lean over and place a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I love you." I whisper to her and almost as if she heard me in her sleep I see the corners of her mouth turn up slightly. I then make my way back into the bathroom grabbing a bowl and refilling the glass of water before turning off the lights. I place the bowl and glass on the bedside table next to my wife before getting back into bed.
Two days later...
The next morning I rang the show and let Mary know Ellen was sick. We decided to get Ellie Kemper to host Friday's show as Monday's had already been filmed giving Ellen the weekend to recover.I called the doctor round on Thursday afternoon who said she had a nasty bout of the flu and left me with some tablets. She spent most of Thursday in the bathroom being sick but yesterday she seemed a little better. I didn't want to wake her this morning when I got up as she looked so peaceful sleeping so I came downstairs and made myself a coffee. I am now sitting outside on the patio reading a book when I hear footsteps from behind me but before I can turn around two arms wrap themselves around my neck.
"Someones feeling better!" I laugh at her placing my book down on the table next to me.
"Morning baby. Yeah I'm feeling much better today. Still not 100% but at least I have my energy back now."
"You oughta be the amount you slept last night" I say winking at her as she unwraps herself from me and comes around to sit on my lap.
"I guess. Thank you for the last few days baby."
"No problem" I smile leaning up and placing a kiss on her lips. We pull apart just looking at each other for a while before she breaks the silence.
"Have I ever told you how much I love you?"
"Oh a few times" I say sarcastically before my mouth is overtaken by the most wonderful sensation I have and will ever experience. Our tongues swirl together in perfect motion. After a few minutes we have to pull away to take a breath. "I love you too." I whisper to her as she rests her head on my shoulder.
"I honestly don't know what I'd do without you Port."
"Me neither" I giggle.
"Hey I'm not that bad."
"Hmmm you're pretty bad when you're sick. You get a bad case of man-flu."
"Oh really?" she says pretending to be shocked with her mouth wide-open.
"It's okay though because I like taking care of you." I wink at her.
"Right that's it you're getting it." she says before beginning to tickle me.
"NO NO NO" I squeal as she runs her fingers softly over my most ticklish areas. We collapse into fits of laughter on the chair. I look into her deep blue eyes and see a passion I haven't seen since she got sick. I place my hand on the side of her face stroking her cheek before pulling her in for a kiss. Our kiss quickly turns passionate as she turns on the chair so she is straddling me. Scared that the chair is going to tip over and we are making out in full view of our neighbours I pull away breathless.
"Maybe we should take this inside if you've regained your energy."
"Mmm maybe we should." she replies kissing me one last time before standing up and leading me back into our bedroom.
'God I feel hot' I think to myself throwing the covers off my side of the bed. I look over the clock noticing it is only 3am. I look down at my sweat glistened body and sigh realising that I am probably coming down with something. I begin to get lost in my thoughts thinking about the show 'What am I going to do about the show? I can't have another day off!'. Suddenly I am roused from my thoughts by my wife turning over and sitting up next to me.
"Babe you okay?" she croaks sleepily.
"I think i'm coming down with something. I'm burning up."
"Oh baby come here" she says pulling my head to her hand so she can feel my temperature. "Jesus Ell! You're so hot!" she exclaims pulling her hand away from my face. Usually I would reply with some witty comment relating to her calling me hot but I don't even have the energy to do that. I think this takes her a little by surprise as she pauses waiting for me to say something but when I don't the worry on her face becomes evident. "I think I should call a doctor babe you're sweating so much this isn't right."
"No." I say with all of the energy I have.
"Okay well I'm going to get you into a bath then get you a drink okay?"
"Mmmm" I groan as she gets out of bed and walks around to my side. I feel two hands place themselves in mine pulling me up out of the bed before an arm is thrown around me and she helps me to the bathroom. She starts all of the taps in the bath pouring some bath salts in before undressing me completley and helping me into the bath.
"I'll be right back okay? Call me if you need anything?" she says and I nod in reply.
Portia's POV
I walk out of the bathroom a little more than worried about Ellen. I haven't seen her this sick in a long time. I grab my dressing robe and make my way downstairs. As I open the kitchen door I am swamped by a herd of animals jumping up and down me nearly knocking me over.
"Woah woah guy's calm down." I laugh at them before giving them a stroke then going to find a glass and some tablets. Once I have everything ready to take to Ellen I grab them a few treats out of the cupboard and place them in their bowls. Ellen would kill me for giving them treats at this time of night but I can't resist they look so cute. I smile to myself before heading back upstairs to my wife.
"You okay baby?" I shout as I walk through the bedroom into the bathroom.
"Mmm" I hear as I walk into the bathroom and see Ellen shaking her head.
"Hey take some of these and drink this." I say handing her the tablets and water. She throws the tablets into her mouth and downs the water before handing me back the glass. I place the glass next to the sink before walking over to the bath rolling up my sleeves. I sit behind my wife in the bath on a stool and place my hands into the water onto her shoulders. I begin to rub the tension out of her shoulders much to her delight.
"Mmm" she moans.
"You like that?" I say receiving as an enthusiastic a nod as she can muster. "Good and stop worrying about the show okay? They'll sort it out. You could even get a replacement host so the show can go on?"
"Mmm" she moans again this time smiling slightly.
"I'll give them a ring in the morning and let them know you're ill." I say moving my hands down her chest folding my arms around her neck. I kiss her on the cheek before resting my head onto my folded arms.
"Mmm you'll get sick" she says trying to pull herself away and failing.
"Aww darling I don't mind okay? Someone has to take care of you. Plus it's my job I said so in my vows remember?"
"Mmm" she says smiling obviously thinking about our wedding day. We sit there for a while until my back starts to hurt. I unwrap my arms and stand up stretching my back.
"Right lets get you out of there." I say reaching down to grab her hand and pull her out. As she stand's I reach for the towel wrapping it around her with my arms pulling her into a hug. I start to rub her back before pulling back to look at her face. The sadness is evident she hates being sick especially when she has to miss the show. Suddenly her face changes to a look of disgust.
"Mmm going to be sick." she mutters and I take action pulling her towards the toilet into a crouching position just in time. I sit with her for a good half an hour rubbing her back before she seems to stop.
"You finished?" I ask her and she nods back to me. I wipe her mouth with a tissue before standing up and heading into our closet to grab her some more bed clothes. When I get back to the bathroom she is sitting against the wall looking completely exhausted. I help her slip into the clothes before taking her back to bed. Once she is settled in bed I switch off the alarm on the bedside table and within minutes she is asleep. I lean over and place a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I love you." I whisper to her and almost as if she heard me in her sleep I see the corners of her mouth turn up slightly. I then make my way back into the bathroom grabbing a bowl and refilling the glass of water before turning off the lights. I place the bowl and glass on the bedside table next to my wife before getting back into bed.
Two days later...
The next morning I rang the show and let Mary know Ellen was sick. We decided to get Ellie Kemper to host Friday's show as Monday's had already been filmed giving Ellen the weekend to recover.I called the doctor round on Thursday afternoon who said she had a nasty bout of the flu and left me with some tablets. She spent most of Thursday in the bathroom being sick but yesterday she seemed a little better. I didn't want to wake her this morning when I got up as she looked so peaceful sleeping so I came downstairs and made myself a coffee. I am now sitting outside on the patio reading a book when I hear footsteps from behind me but before I can turn around two arms wrap themselves around my neck.
"Someones feeling better!" I laugh at her placing my book down on the table next to me.
"Morning baby. Yeah I'm feeling much better today. Still not 100% but at least I have my energy back now."
"You oughta be the amount you slept last night" I say winking at her as she unwraps herself from me and comes around to sit on my lap.
"I guess. Thank you for the last few days baby."
"No problem" I smile leaning up and placing a kiss on her lips. We pull apart just looking at each other for a while before she breaks the silence.
"Have I ever told you how much I love you?"
"Oh a few times" I say sarcastically before my mouth is overtaken by the most wonderful sensation I have and will ever experience. Our tongues swirl together in perfect motion. After a few minutes we have to pull away to take a breath. "I love you too." I whisper to her as she rests her head on my shoulder.
"I honestly don't know what I'd do without you Port."
"Me neither" I giggle.
"Hey I'm not that bad."
"Hmmm you're pretty bad when you're sick. You get a bad case of man-flu."
"Oh really?" she says pretending to be shocked with her mouth wide-open.
"It's okay though because I like taking care of you." I wink at her.
"Right that's it you're getting it." she says before beginning to tickle me.
"NO NO NO" I squeal as she runs her fingers softly over my most ticklish areas. We collapse into fits of laughter on the chair. I look into her deep blue eyes and see a passion I haven't seen since she got sick. I place my hand on the side of her face stroking her cheek before pulling her in for a kiss. Our kiss quickly turns passionate as she turns on the chair so she is straddling me. Scared that the chair is going to tip over and we are making out in full view of our neighbours I pull away breathless.
"Maybe we should take this inside if you've regained your energy."
"Mmm maybe we should." she replies kissing me one last time before standing up and leading me back into our bedroom.
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