...Baby tonight's the night I let you know. Baby tonight's the night we lose control Tonight you need that, tonight believe that, Tonight I'll be the best you ever had...

The elevator dinged, and when it's doors opened, he caught himself doing the most unusual thing at such a usual sound. He was smiling. Smiling because he knew who would be walking out those doors. And there she was: the Formidable Olivia Pope, coming home after a long day on the battlefield...but she didn't look happy.

"Ms. Pope?"

She looked up and gave him an agitated smile. "I'm okay, everything's okay. Just slightly piqued." And with that, she went inside and shut the door.

The entire ride home Liv was seething. Fitz was a complete ass. How could she not have noticed that before? "Ugghhhhh. Just leave. me. alone!" She yelled when her phone began to ring. Opening her door she called for Tom. "I'm going to take a shower. If your boss calls for me, tell him to go to hell." With a slam of the door, she got undressed, grabbed her towel and made her way to the bathroom. A few minutes later there's a knock on the bathroom door.

"Come in."

"Your boyfriend called."

"He's not my boyfriend."

"Mind telling me what he did this time?"

"You mind continuing this conversation another time...when im not showering, perhaps?"

"You're right. There are so many other things I should be be doing right now other than talking to you as you shower...things like...joining your shower."

"Mhmm, wait, what?" Liv spun around in time to see Tom stepping out of his pants. He had already stripped from his shirt while they were talking.

"What do you think you're doing?"

With three short steps, he was stepping into the shower alongside her, naked. "I'm making you feel better," and his lips were on hers. It was a rough, intense kiss. One that let her know he'd been fighting the urge for some time now. A kiss that tore down the sweet, puppy dog persona she had pegged him with. A kiss that lit a fire in the pit of her belly. Tom pressed her up against the shower wall, the water beating down on them both, and deepened the kiss. She couldnt help the moan that escaped her lips. When they finally broke apart, they gazed at one another, out of breath, hearts pounding. She took this moment to take a look at all that he had to offer. As long as she'd known him, she never noticed his physique. Tom's shoulders were broad, and his chest was molded to perfection. Her hands made a path from his chest, down to his abs, and back again. With her palms resing on his chest, she leaned forward and kissed him.

Tom trailed kisses down her neck down to her breasts. He took her nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it slowly, and Olivia moaned in sweet agony. Replacing his mouth with his hand, he made his way over to her other breast. Teasing her, he made circles around her nipple with his tongue, and then sucked, causing her to cry out. Getting greedy for the taste of him on her lips, she cupped his jaw, and pulled him up to her for another kiss. Their tongues battling one another for control over the kiss. Neither willing to give in, no one coming up for air. His hands slid down her body, caressing her. Over her breasts, down her flat stomach, and around to her back, resting on her ass, gripping it. Tom moved a hand around to rest between her thighs, hoping he could unlock the secrets of the universe. Liv parted her legs, and Tom began to tease her. Rubbing his finger lightly over her clit, resulting in soft moans of approval from her. Liv reached down, taking his most valued player in her hands and began stroking him. Her thumb making circles around the tip ever so slowly. As Tom added pressure to her clit, she squeezed him a little tighter and picked up the speed. Running her hands up and down his member, faster and faster until he could no longer take it. She kissed him feverously, biting his bottom lip, and with a grunt, he came in her hands. Not missing a beat, Tom dropped to his knees, and buried his face in the apex of her thighs. He slowly ran his tongue over her slit. Liv couldn't take the agony any longer. She ran her hands through his hair and gripped a fist full of it. Raising her leg up and over his shoulder, Tom plunged his tongue into her. Liv's screams fueled his lust. The louder she got, the deeper he went, drinking her in like a thirsty man in the desert. She rotated her hips around his tongue, riding it. He pressed a thumb to her clit and that was her undoing. She cried out in pleasure as the waves of her orgasm washed over her, leaving a giant smile on her face. Tom stood to his feet, pressing his forehead to hers, and said, "See. I told you I would make you feel better." Liv couldn't help but laugh. "Now let's get you cleaned up." he said, planting a kiss on her lips.

As they made their way out the bathroom, laughing at a lame joke, something caught their eyes. A shadow, a figure sitting on the couch. Waiting.

"FITZ?!"

"Well look what we have here..."