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• The Bipartisanship of Love	By : Firebird377 Category: Individual Celebrities > Political Views: 2377 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
  Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know President Obama or Mitt Romney and I do not profit from this work.

• Chapter List
  • 1-The Bipartisanship of Love
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• Barrack Obama wiped the sweat from his brow. The debate hadn’t gone as well as he’d hoped—Mitt Romney was a fierce competitor. Well, he know getting re-elected wouldn’t be easy.

  The President lay on the couch and loosened his tie. At least he finally had a few minutes to himself—he hadn’t had any “me” time since he’d hit the campaign trail. He was sure nobody would mind if he dawdled in his dressing room for a few minutes.
  Obama closed his eyes and dreamed of crushing Romney in the election. But his fantasy was interrupted as the door flew open and in stepped his opponent himself.
  “I want to talk to you, Mr. President!” shouted Mitt Romney.
  “Romney? What are you doing here? And how did you get past the Secret Service?”
  “I guess they’re not very good at their jobs. That’s what happens when you cut the military’s budget!”
  Obama, angered, stood up. “You’ve got some nerve coming in here, Mitt.” He jabbed at the candidate’s chest, inadvertently noticing how sinewy the man’s chest was. “Shouldn’t you be hobnobbing with your ultra-rich friends?”
  Mitt Romney was surprised by how much passion the President was showing. And he certainly looked dashing in his Armani suit. Mitt shook his head. He couldn’t get distracted—he was here on a mission.
  “I’m here on a mission, Mr. President! Your attitude towards me in tonight’s debate was despicable, to say nothing of your recent attack ads. I demand that you cease this negative campaigning at once!”
  Obama wiped spittle from his face. Romney’s conviction was impressive, he’d give the man that much. “Ha, you’re one to talk! Your campaign is even dirtier than mine!”
  “You haven’t seen anything yet, Barack! You better start playing clean, or you’ll see just how dirty I can get!” As the argument grew in intensity, Mitt suddenly found himself feeling very hot. He took off his jacket and threw it to the ground to show he meant business.
  Obama, also feeling the heat, mimicked the motion. He took a step towards his rival, in an attempt to intimidate him. But Romney held his ground, leaving the two men standing nose to nose.
  “Trust me, Mitt. I can play just as dirty as you,” said Obama.
  The President’s breath was hot on Romney’s face. “Is that a fact, Mr. President?” he asked.
  “You’re damn right. Not that you’d know what a fact is.” Obama sounded tough, but he found himself mesmerised by the other man’s steely eyes.
  “I know it’s a fact that I’m going to beat you,” said Romney. He had never been this close to the President before; had never noticed how strong and firm his face was.
  “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” whispered Obama.
  “Oh, very much.”
  They weren’t sure who initiated the kiss—all they knew was that it had been a long time coming. The animosity built up by months of vitriolic campaigning melted away in one sudden moment of passion.
  The kiss felt like it lasted longer than months of Congressional gridlock. And even when their lips came apart, their bodies remained entwined. They felt mutual arousal at tasting the ultimate forbidden fruit—the opposite party.
  “Take your shirt off, Mitt,” said Obama sultrily. “That’s an executive order.”
  “I’ll be the one giving the executive orders before long,” said Romney. But he did as he was told. As Obama stood back to admire the shirtless Republican, Romney shoved him to the couch. “Come on, Mr. President,” he said as he whipped off his belt, “Let’s have a grand old party.”

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