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Fitzgerald Grant III sat at the bar and sighed heavily into his drink as he swished it around a bit. The last thing he wanted to do tonight was be out socializing, but all of his friends had begged him to come out to this Christmas party, and he sort of felt obligated to. He knew he was kind of being a party pooper by just sitting alone, but he couldn't help himself. The holidays just really put him in a bad mood.
Although he felt as if graduation was just yesterday, tonight was the night of his 20 year high school reunion. He was busy handling a very messy divorce during the 15th year celebration so it was kind of nice to see some old faces. He still occasionally spoke to his friends Andrew and Hollis but, for the most part, he hadn't seen some of these people since the night of graduation.
Their old school, Quantico High, had graciously allowed them the use of the old gym free of charge. The ladies of the decorating committee were very much in the Christmas spirit and everything was a mix of vibrant red, green, and silvers. Although there was an open bar available, the group had spiked the punch and there were plenty of tipsy people on the dance floor having a good time.
Fitz and his now ex-wife, Mellie, had a very solid custody plan in place for their 3 children. Gerry, Karen, and Teddy were to stay with their mom during the school year, but spend their holidays and summer vacation with their father. This year was a bit different, though. Mellie wanted to take the kids on vacation with her to the Caribbean with her new husband. He was very against the idea at first, but the kids seemed fairly excited about the trip and he didn't want to be the mean old dad who ruined all their fun.
Mellie and Fitz had gotten married right after they finished college. They had met in a study hall for one of their classes and they hit it off almost immediately. Their relationship was pretty off and on, but when they found out that Mellie was pregnant near the end of their senior year, her parents insisted on them tying the knot. Both of them were apprehensive about the decision, but they carried on with the idea anyway.
After Fitz found out Mellie was cheating on him, though, he had had enough. She fought him tooth and nail during the divorce settlements until she got almost everything that she wanted. The judge awarded her custody of their children, very large child support checks, and he was forced to leave the home that they built together in California. As soon as the proceedings were over, her returned to his home state of Virginia to try and rebuild his life once more.
He hadn't had much luck on the dating scene, either. After being with somebody for so long, it was hard for him to really get back in the swing of things. He was almost 40 now and the dating pool in his age range was pretty limited. He had gone out with a few younger women as well, but it seemed like all the wanted was an older man to give them money and pay their bills. After all these years of being stuck in a dead marriage with Mellie, though, Fitz craved more. He wanted to find somebody he could actually spend the rest of his life with, not just some cheap hookers.
Fitz looked down at his watch and saw that it was almost 9pm. It wasn't extremely late, but he really felt like just going home and watching some television. He realized that it was a little sad for a grown man to be going back to an empty apartment just to drink a beer and watch the highlights of a football game, but that's where he wanted to be.
The other part of him wanted to avoid home all together. The kids trip with Mellie was fairly last minute so he had already decorated for Christmas. The year before Karen had helped him pick out a Christmas tree while the boys got all new ornaments. They decorated his place together and he thought it was absolutely perfect.
Now, it brought him nothing but despair. There were wrapped gifts underneath the tree, he had bought a stack of their favorite holiday movies for them all to binge, and even his fridge and cabinets were filled with the kids favorite foods. He had done all that work, just for them to choose their mother over him.
Fitz couldn't say he blamed them, though. Who would want to spend a Christmas with some old guy when they could be relaxing on the beach?
He shook his head of this thoughts and tried not to be so hard on himself. After downing the rest of his drink, he slid it over to the bartender so that he could fill it up once more. Fitz felt his phone buzz in his pocket and he pulled it out to see that he had gotten a text from Karen.
Are you okay, daddy?- Karen
I'm fine. Is there something wrong?- Daddy
I just feel kind of bad for leaving you all by yourself on Christmas- Karen
You kids have a good time. I'm at a party right now with some friends!- Daddy
Are you sure?- Karen
Positive. Give your brothers a hug for me!- Daddy
Fitz sighed and slid his phone back into his pocket and tried not to think about the fact that this would be his first holiday alone. He sipped the drink that the bartender put in front of him, slightly shutting his eyes as the liquid burned his throat a bit.
Hollis and Andrew had been going around and catching up with everyone when they saw Fitz nursing his drink at he bar. They had their own cups of punch in their hands and huge smiles on their faces. The two of them came and sat on either side of him, laughing and joking about something that somebody had said.
'How much longer are you going to sit here, Fitzy?' Andrew asked, slapping him on the back in a terrible attempt to cheer him up. 'You need to come and talk to everybody.'
'I told you guys I'm not really in a mingling mood.' he reminded, straightening out his jacket and lightly wincing from the blow in between his shoulder blades.
While Fitz was forced to grow up pretty fast after Mellie found out she was pregnant, Andrew and Hollis never stopped living the partying lifestyle. They still went out to drink and have a good time, all while chasing after anything in a skirt and a shapely pair of legs. As immature as they were, they were the only two who offered to come across the country and help him pack his things, so for that he'd forever be grateful.
'You've got to get into the Christmas spirit, man!' Hollis urged, his speech slightly slurring from all the drinks he had had.
'Sorry, guys.' he shrugged his shoulders. 'I'm really just not feeling it.'
Hollis was about to speak again, but Andrew opened his mouth first. He wasn't nearly as drunk as Hollis so he knew he'd probably handle the situation a lot better. Neither of them had ever seen Fitz this down in the dumps and it was actually pretty concerning.
'Why don't you at least come sit at the table with us?' he suggested. 'We're all telling old football stories, and you know you're the only person who can tell the one about how coach fell in the mud that day at practice.' Andrew grinned and nudged him.
Fitz lightly smiled at the memory. It was the first time that night his lips had curled up into anything except a frown, but he still shook his head. 'No, thanks. I think I'm going to get out of here pretty soon. I'm going to have a drink of water then just get in my car.'
Andrew sighed but stood up from his seat. 'Alright, man. And you know you don't have to spend Christmas alone, right? I'm going to my parent's place in Vermont, and you know how much they love you.'
He chuckled lowly. 'Thanks for the offer, Andrew. I'll keep it in mind.'
'Good.' he smiled and nodded his head before patting his shoulder and dragging Hollis off with him so he wouldn't harass Fitz.
Fitz had, for the most part, drowned out the music in the background that was playing. It sounded pretty light compared to the sounds of everybody laughing and talking so he really could barely make out the words. It was mostly fast and upbeat songs, but this tune in particular was slow.
'Tis the season to be jolly
But how can I be when I have nobody
The yuletide carol doesn't make it better
Knowing that we won't be together
A silent night, I know it's gonna be
Joy to the world but it's gonna be sad for me
What do the lonely do at Christmas
Oh, what do the lonely do at Christmas time
He nearly snorted when he realized how similar the lyrics were to his situation. Fitz caught the bartenders attention so that he could order a glass of water. There was some in one of the coolers closer to the party, but he didn't want to walk through the crowd to get to it. Plus, he was pretty sure that somebody had already replaced it with some clear Vodka in it, and that's not what he needed.
His head was tilted downwards as he looked at the remainder or scotch in his glass. It wasn't until he heard the sound of the barstool beside him squeaking that he looked up to see who had joined him. It was a woman with long, flowing dark hair. She was digging through her purse to find something so Fitz couldn't exactly tell who it was.
'Some party, huh?' he asked, just trying to make casual conversation.
'You wouldn't really know.' the woman laughed lightly. 'You've been over here nursing your drink the whole night.'
'Touché.' Fit smirked and slightly raised his glass before downing the rest of his drink.
The woman crossed her legs and finally turned to face him after pulling out her debit card from her wallet. His face almost lit up when he realized who it was. 'Olivia Pope. As I live and breathe.'
'Hello, Fitzgerald.' she smiled sweetly at him.
Olivia and Fitz had a fairly complicated past. Back in high school, they both had huge crushes on one another. He was the star of their football team, and she was the most popular girl in school. It seemed like a match made in heaven, although their union never came to be. At the time she seemed to be much more into nerdy guys, and Fitz didn't think he'd ever have a shot with her. Despite all of that, they were really good friends.
But, that was years ago and way too much time had passed now. Fitz didn't know if anybody really ever got over their first love, though.
Fitz's facial expression wasn't lost on Olivia. Even when they were in school together, she knew how much he liked her. She never really understood why he never asked her out, and she was way too stubborn to make the first move herself. They were both young and dumb, and now here they were sitting on a pile of wasted time.
Olivia really hadn't seemed to age a bit in his eyes. Obviously her face had matured some, but she still looked like his little Livvie to him. He had given her that nickname during their freshman year, and she always pretended that she hated it. She was wearing a black, sequined dress that ended sinfully at her thighs. Her hair was in big, bouncy curls, and at the bottom of her legs were a pair of black pumps.
'I didn't think you'd be gracing us with your presence.' he teased.
'I wasn't at first.' she admitted. 'But, I figured it couldn't do much harm to see some old faces.'
'So you decided to isolate yourself from the party?' he questioned with an eyebrow raised.
'Well, it looked like you needed a friend.' Olivia said, somewhat sympathetically.
Fitz was about to object, but all he could do was laugh lightly and shake his head. 'You always knew how to read me like a book, Pope.'
'You're like the easiest person in the world to read, Grant.' she brushed off his compliment before handing her card over to the bartender so that she could open a tab. 'I see Andy and Hollis abandoned you over here.'
'I told them to go enjoy themselves.' he shrugged. 'And you know Andrew hates being called Andy. You're obviously trying to start a fight around here.'
Olivia nearly snorted. 'Andrew doesn't scare me. I've gone against bigger monsters in bigger closets.'
'Even after all these years, you still haven't realized how tiny you are.' he looked her up and down. 'You're 5'3, and you still think you can take everyone down with your bare hands.'
'And I can.' she said in a matter of fact tone as she accepted her drink from the bartender and put her debit card away once more.
Olivia was the shortest person in their graduating class, and she was definitely teased for it. She used to always say that one day she would hit her growth spurt and be taller than everybody else, but that day never came. She grew maybe one more inch in college and had been stagnant ever since.
Fitz playfully scoffed. 'I bet you still aren't tall enough to ride the rides at King's Dominion, either.'
'I don't know why I even came over here. I should have known that an asshole could never change his ways.' she feigned hurt.
'I'm not an asshole. You're just short.' he chortled. 'What have you been up to, Olivia? I feel like I haven't seen you in forever.'
'You haven't.' she shook her head. 'You never call, or text. It's almost as if you've forgotten I was your best friend.'
'Are you serious right now?' he laughed. It was the first time he genuinely laughed in days and it felt amazing to finally get it out. Even after all this time, Olivia brought out the best in him. 'You were definitely not my best friend.'
'Oh really?' her eyebrows quirked.
'We were acquaintances at best.' he said in a somewhat sympathetic tone.
'Hey!' she huffed and smacked his shoulder. 'Was I an acquaintance when I let you see my answers to Mr. Beene's Political Science test?'
Fitz thought for a few moments as he tried remember exactly what she was talking about. As soon as it hit him, he began to laugh even harder and a tear even ran down his face. 'Your answers were wrong! We both made a 32!'
'I still let you see them!' she defended, although she was now laughing along with him.
Once their giggling subsided, Olivia took a sip of her drink and tried to think of what to say next. A lot had happened since the last time they saw one another and she almost didn't know where to begin.
'Once I graduated from college, I went to law school. I started practicing family law in Nebraska and—'
Fitz's nose crinkled. 'You? You were in Nebraska?' he interrupted.
'Yes.' she grinned. 'You seem surprised.'
'I am.' he nodded. 'I just can't imagine you in some little small town with nothing to do.'
'Well, I'm just full of surprises.' she said cutely before continuing her story. 'But, you're right. I didn't really like Nebraska, so I decided to move. I stayed in New York for a little while, and now I'm back here in Virginia. My parents are getting older and I wanted to be closer to them.'
He smiled weakly. 'Mom and Big Gerry passed away in a wreck a few years after graduation. They never really got a chance to see what I became.'
Olivia frowned and reached out to touch his shoulder. 'I'm so sorry to hear that. You know that I was always really fond of your parents. I would have come to the services if I had known.'
Fitz shook his head. 'It's alright. They always told me that they didn't really want anybody fussing over them once they passed away. We had a simple closed casket ceremony, and that was it.'
'But, I would have still been there for you.' Olivia countered. 'I know how close you all were. You must have taken it pretty tough.'
'It was pretty hard at first.' he admitted. 'But, I secluded myself for a while and didn't talk to anyone and the pain just eventually went away. I guess I just didn't want to be a burden.'
Olivia opened her mouth to respond but then quickly pursed her lips together and went quiet for a few moments. She raised her hand to smack his shoulder again, this time a bit harder than before. 'You're such an idiot!'
'Ouch!' he winced. 'What was that for?'
'Every time you go through something, you pull away from everybody and pretend like you're okay. You become some brooding hermit before you admit that you need help.' she huffed and sipped her wine. 'You don't have to always handle things by yourself, Fitz.'
He simply smirked and shook his head. It seemed like it had been forever since Olivia had really taken the time to thoroughly chew him out about something he had done. He actually kind of missed it. 'You're right. But, it had been years since we last spoke, Liv. I didn't want to just call you out of the blue with bad news.'
'I understand that I suppose.' she sighed. 'What about you? What's been going on in your life?'
'Nothing much, really.' he lied. 'I took over Big Gerry's construction company right after graduation, so I never really got the chance to go to medical school like I have planned. Since then I've just been working to expand the business. Right now we have offices in 29 states.'
'That sounds wonderful, Fitz.' she smiled and turned her barstool so that she could face him. 'Can I ask you something?'
'Sure.' he nodded.
'Is there a reason you're over here all by yourself instead of enjoying the party?' she asked, gesturing over to their drunk classmates all doing a line dance on the floor.
Fitz thought for a few moments before answering. He knew that if he started talking about his problems then he probably wouldn't be able to stop. He didn't want to unload all of his issues on her after not seeing her in years.
'I guess I just needed a break from the crowd.' he said, making up the best excuse he could.
'That's bullshit and you know it.' Olivia took another sip of her drink. 'I know you pretty well, Fitz, and I know when you're lying.'
'People change, Liv.' he laughed lightly. 'How can you be so sure I'm lying to you?'
'Your ears turn red when you tell a lie.' she explained. 'And, your top lip twitches.'
His eyebrows raised and he instinctively reached up to grab both of his ears. 'Are you serious?'
'Very.' she chuckled. 'You're still the same old Fitzgerald Grant. You can't hide anything from me. Now, are you going to tell me or am I going to have to torture you for answers?'
'Liv, I really don't want to unload all of this shit on you.' he said, trying to resist. 'I just have a lot going on right now.'
'Then lay it on me.' Olivia pressed. 'Nobody around here is listening to us.'
Fitz sighed but nodded his head as he tried to figure out where to start. 'My kids are supposed to be spending the holidays with me this year, but they decided to vacation with their mother instead. This is the first holiday I've ever spent completely alone.' his shoulders lightly slumped. He had never said any of this out loud, but it felt pretty good to just let it out.
'I'm sorry about that, Fitz.' she frowned. 'I didn't even know you got married. Well, I always assumed but—'
'It's not something I'm exactly proud of.' he shook his head. 'We were young and fresh out college. When I found out that she was pregnant with my child then I felt sort of obligated.'
'Did Martha and Big Gerry get a chance to meet her?' she asked curiously.
'They met her a few times, actually.' he chuckled lightly. 'They couldn't stand her. Mom nearly begged me to break up with her, and Gerry even offered me money.'
'Then why'd you stay?' Olivia's head cocked to the side.
Fitz cut his eyes at her as he pondered her question. Nobody had ever asked him that before so he never really had to think about it. 'I guess in the beginning it was because it was easy and convenient. At the time I didn't really see the bad qualities that everybody else saw in her. I didn't found out about those until later.'
'Do you remember what Hollis' mom told us during senior year? It was the night before graduation, I believe.'
He thought for a few moments then cleared his throat and spoke in an over exaggerated southern accent. '"Anything worth having ain't going to come easy."'
Olivia smirked. 'That's exactly right.'
'If only I could have remembered that back then.' he chuckled humorlessly and took his first sip of water for the evening. 'What about you? Are there any little Olivia's running around terrorizing people?'
'Harsh.' she laughed. 'And there are two of them, actually. They're very sweet girls. Just like their mother.'
'If they're anything like their mother then they're probably terrible.' he teased.
'They can definitely be a handful.' she admitted, sipping her drink. 'But, they're visiting their father in Nebraska this week.'
'Divorced?' he asked somewhat cautiously.
'Yep.' Olivia nodded.
'Then he's an idiot.' he said, although it was probably the liquor in his system that made him respond so honestly. 'I can't think of any reason for somebody to let you go.'
She blushed a little but then smiled and reached out to touch his knee, rubbing it lightly. 'Thanks, Fitz. That means a lot.'
Fitz glanced down at her hand, but tried his best to ignore the feeling that was building up inside of him. He couldn't believe that even after all these years, Olivia still had this affect on him. He had been doing a wonderful job of surprising his feelings, but now that they were together again it was bringing back a lot of buried emotions. His nostrils flared up a bit and his jaw clenched.
The sudden rigidness in his body didn't go unnoticed by her and she immediately pulled her hand away. She didn't want to cross any boundaries, but it just felt so good talking to him again and just being together. Olivia always tried to put her feelings for Fitz on the back burner because they were so young, but even now she could tell that their connection was still there.
'Sorry.' she mumbled lowly, but loud enough for him to hear. 'I don't mean to cross any lines.'
He waved off her comment. 'Don't worry about it. You didn't do anything wrong. I should probably be getting out of here, though.'
Her head shot up. 'Oh, did you have other plans tonight?'
'No.' he said, sliding down from his seat. 'I just kind of feel like being alone. It was nice seeing you, Liv. We should probably exchange numbers.'
'Wait!' she grabbed his arm. 'Just stay for a little while longer. We have so much catching up to do, and I don't know when I might see you again.'
Fitz glanced out into the large crowd of people, inhaling sharply as he thought about having to socialize with everyone. 'I don't know. I—'
'Just you and me.' she interrupted. 'We'll go somewhere private and talk.'
He sighed and glanced down at his watch as if he was just so busy, but they both knew the truth. Fitz really just wanted to go home and have a pity party for himself, but Olivia wasn't going to allow him to do that.
'Maybe a few more minutes wouldn't hurt.' he compromised.
Olivia smiled brightly and hopped up from her seat. 'Excellent! I know just the place we can go!'
'Where?' he raised his eyebrows.
'Just trust me.' she winked and reached out to grab her glass of wine. Olivia downed the rest of the contents, not wanting to waste a single drop, before taking Fitz's hand and leading him behind the bar and away from the party.
He hesitantly followed her as they headed for the back door of the gym. Her hand was just as small and soft as he remembered it being. Her tiny, slender digits always fit perfectly into the grooves of his, which was a fact that they would both vehemently deny when they were younger. Nobody seemed to notice as they went through the emergency exit and into the cold night.
The snow had been falling pretty heavily for the past couple of days in Virginia. They were almost at 10 inches tonight and the temperature was almost below freezing. Olivia let go of his hand and cross her arms against her chest and shivered. Her dress was pretty thick, but it was short and didn't do much to protect her from the blistering wind.
'What are we doing out here, Liv?' Fitz asked, following close behind her. He at least had on a sports jacket so he was a bit more protected against the elements. 'You're going to catch a cold.'
'I need to find something.' she explained, her teeth lightly clattering against each other as she continued to walk.
At first Fitz was afraid that she wouldn't be able to navigate on the icy pavement in her heels, but she definitely proved him wrong. She moved like an expert until they reached the back of the school where the football field was. He was still very confused about what she was doing, but he silently followed her.
When they reached the back wall they discovered that the school had put up a fence so that the field could no longer be accessed. Fitz sighed and took hold of her arm. 'We aren't going to be able to get through. Let's just head back inside.'
Olivia shook her head. 'What happened to your sense of adventure, Fitz? We've already come so far.'
'The gate is locked. How do you plan on getting past it?' he asked, gesturing toward the black steel.
She grinned and pulled her arm out of his grip. Olivia took a deep breath before setting the toe of her heel in between one of the links of the fence and boosting herself up against it. Fitz gave her a look of disbelief as he watched her climb over the fence. When he realized that she was being completely serious, he rushed to her side and took hold of her waist, helping her get all the way over.
Olivia landed somewhat gracefully on her feet then smiled at him. 'Come on. We're almost there.'
Fitz sighed and shook his head. Looking back on it, it was always Olivia who was getting them into all sorts of trouble. She always these big and bright ideas on what they should do, but most of the time they would end up getting caught. He usually would try and reason with her, but in the end they both knew that he'd follow her to the moon and back. Her motto was to 'Ask for forgiveness, not permission.', and that always scared him to death.
After seeing that she wasn't going to budge, Fitz climbed over the fence himself. He was a bit taller and way more agile so it didn't take him nearly as much effort to get over it. He continued to follow her until they reached a statue with the schools mascot on it. The large cougar was sitting on top of a cement pedestal with a golden plaque on the front of it.
'Here it is!' Olivia smiled and gestured to it.
Fitz nearly snorted as he realized that Olivia had obviously gone crazy over the past 20 years. 'You brought me all the way out here in the freezing cold and made me hop a fence just so we could stare at Colby the Cougar?'
'Yes!' she said as if her methods weren't strange at all.
Olivia kneeled down in front of the statue where the plaque was and began to feel around it as if she was looking for something. Fitz raised his eyebrows and stood beside her, watching to try and figure out what she was doing. He heard some things rattling and shaking until eventually she got the entire piece of metal off.
'Liv, what are you doing!?' he hissed and looked all around them to make sure that nobody was watching what they were doing. 'You're going to get us arrested!'
'Shush!' she admonished and held the plaque up, shoving it into his hands.
Fitz grabbed it and then groaned. 'Now it has my finger prints on it, too. We're both going to jail.'
'You're way too pretty for jail, Fitz.' she chuckled. 'They'd eat you alive in there.'
There was a small hole, about the size of a fist, that was burrowed into the concrete. Fitz watched on curiously because he actually had no idea that the little hiding spot was there. Olivia reached into it until her whole arm had disappeared. She grinned widely when she found what she was looking for and pulled it out.
'Got it!' she slid the object into her pocket.
'Got what exactly?' he asked, handing the metal back over so that she could reattach it.
Olivia pushed the plaque back on the pedestal and then stood to her feet. 'Don't worry about it. All will be revealed in due time.'
Fitz sighed. He slipped his arms out of the sleeves of his jacket and took it off completely then wrapped it around her body. She was going to object, but he held his hand up to halt her complaints.
'It's freezing out here. Just wear it until we get back inside.' he said, leading the way back to the doors to the school.
She wanted to complain but instead she slid her arm through the oversized sleeves and followed behind him. The jacket smelled just like Fitz, a fact that she loved, and because he had it on all night it was still pretty warm. Olivia did feel a little bad as she watched how the snow clung to his thin dress shirt, but he didn't seem to mind too much.
Fitz climbed over the fence first this time, then helped her over. They both made hurried strides towards the doors to the gym and managed to get in without anyone noticing. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, happy to be back to where there was a working heater.
'Now can you tell me why I had to follow you out in the cold?' he asked, rubbing his arms to try and warm himself up.
'Okay, but don't freak out.' she instructed before digging into her pocket.
'I promise.'
Olivia pulled out a small canister than fit into her palm. On the top was a label that said 'Property of Olivia Pope. Do Not Touch!'. She opened it slowly and removed the lid, revealing the containments. On the bottom was about $10 in cash, but on top were 5 perfectly rolled marijuana cigarettes.
Fitz's breath hitched in the back of his throat. 'Olivia, are you serious?'
'What?' she asked as if it was no big deal. 'You seem a little tense. I'm a little tense. Let's just enjoy something.'
'How long of those things even been down there? They can't till be good.' he asked, picking one of them up and inspecting it. They were freezing cold considering the temperature outside. 'Don't they mold?'
'They were in an air safe container and if they were molding it would show outside of the paper.' she explained. 'And I left these here the night of graduation, but I never got a chance to come back and get them.'
'So, basically 20 years?' his eyebrow cocked.
'Basically.' she shrugged. '19 years and some months, I'd say.'
'How did you know that these things would still even be down there? Anything could have happened in the past two decades.' he said as he placed the blunt back into the case and watched her seal it.
'I just had a gut feeling.' Olivia smiled cutely at him. 'And my gut is never wrong. You know that.'
'What's your gut telling you about this weed right now?' he asked, watching her put the canister back into her pocket.
'Hmmm.' she hummed. 'It's telling me that we should go inside the bathroom and light them up.'
'Your gut is crazy.' he rolled his eyes.
'Please, Fitzy?' Olivia poked her bottom out and batted her eyelashes.
Fitz chuckled. 'That doesn't work on me anymore, Liv. I have a daughter now and I've learned how to resist the pouty face.'
'Well, if you don't do it for me then do it for yourself.' she urged. 'When was the last time you did something you wouldn't normally do?'
He sighed. 'Fine. I'll do this but we need to hurry up so we won't get caught.'
'I promise!' she grinned victoriously and grabbed him by the arm, leading him out of the doors of the gym and into the empty hallway.
Andrew and Hollis didn't notice that Fitz had followed Olivia outside, but they surely saw when they walked out of the gym with their arms connected. They were kind of surprised to see that he hadn't left yet, but when they saw him with Olivia then they knew he was okay. She had always been the only person able to bring him out of his shell.
Olivia glanced around and checked their surroundings before dragging Fitz into the women's restroom and locking the door behind them. This one in particular only had a 3 toilet stalls and 2 sinks with large mirrors on the wall. The walls were an off-white and there was writing all over the walls and doors. He leaned up against one of the sinks and looked around.
'So this is what a woman's bathroom looks like.' he said more to himself than to her.
'It's not anything too fancy.' she smirked and pulled the canister out of her pocket and placed it on the sink.
'Fancier than anything I've ever been to.' he shrugged. 'Usually the men's room stinks and there's pee on the floor.'
Olivia nearly snorted. 'That's because you're all a bunch of disgusting cavemen who don't know how to conduct yourselves. Maybe if you all learned how to aim they'd finally start installing scented hand soaps.'
Before Fitz could respond they heard somebody pulling at the door. Both of their eyes widened in surprise as they looked between each other and then back at the knob that was being turned. Olivia quickly stashed the weed into Fitz's suit pocket.
'Occupied!' she called out, hoping that the person would just go away.
Whoever was on the other end wasn't giving up that easily. They heard the sound of keys jingling and then watched as the lock turned and the door was pushed opened. Olivia and Fitz both smiled when they realized that is was just the janitor. He had been doing his nightly cleaning and was going around and checking the bathrooms.
'Scruffy?' Olivia asked, sighing with relief at the sight of the familiar face. Scruffy had been the custodian when they were in high school so they definitely didn't expect him to still be here.
'Olivia Pope is that you?' his eyebrows furrowed. Scruffy was now in his late 60's and sometimes his eyes got the best of him. He hadn't seen Olivia or Fitz since they graduated 15 years ago but they really hadn't changed a bit.
'It's been so long.' she smiled and went up to hug him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Fitz approached where they were standing and placed his hand on the older man's shoulder. 'It's been a long time, Scruff. How've you been?'
'Pretty good.' he shrugged. 'Still out here mopping floors and keeping this old place clean.'
'When are you going to retire?' Olivia asked. 'You've been here forever. I'm sure you've served your time.'
'Soon.' he sighed dreamily. 'But, you know I can't go anywhere without my woman. It's been 40 years and Barbara still hasn't agreed to go out on a date with me.'
Olivia and Fitz both snickered. Scruffy had been trying to flirt with their English teacher, Barbara Tyler, since they had been working at the school, but he never had any luck. Every morning he'd bring her a flower and every afternoon he'd make sure to clean up her room just the way she liked it.
'Ms. Tyler still hasn't budged?' she asked, her tone somewhat sympathetic.
'No.' he shook his head. 'But, I'm wearing her down. I think that this year is the year she'll go get breakfast with me. The other day when I brought her a flower, she didn't throw it in the garbage.' Scruffy said proudly.
Fitz tried his best not to laugh at him. 'It must be love.'
'Why are you two locked in the bathroom anyway?' he asked, looking between them. 'Can't wait until you get home?'
Olivia smirked. 'We don't live together, Scruffy.'
'What?' his eyebrows raised. 'You mean to tell me that you two never got married?'
Fitz laughed a little awkwardly. 'Nope. We told you all that we were just friends.'
'Yep.' Olivia nodded, although she knew that nobody in the room really believed that. 'Just friends.'
'Hmph.' he huffed. 'Then it looks like I owe somebody some money.'
'Did you guys place bets on whether or not we'd get together?' Fitz crossed his arms.
'Just small ones.' Scruffy shrugged and rested his weight against the broom he had in his hands. 'I thought for sure I'd win this one. You two really screwed me over.'
Olivia snorted. 'Sorry, Scruff.'
'It's fine.' he sighed. 'Then why exactly were you in the bathroom?'
'We just um..' she hesitated, trying to come up with a good excuse. 'We just had a lot of catching up to do and didn't want to be disturbed.'
'I'll say.' he smirked. 'I could smell that weed in your pocket as soon as I opened the door.'
Olivia opened her mouth to object but then shut it once more and just chuckled. 'You always were an expert.'
'Of course.' he smirked and held his hand out.
She sighed. 'You drive a hard bargain.'
Olivia reached down into the pocket of the coat and pulled one of the blunts out and handed it over to Scruffy who immediately inspected it. He held it up to his face so that he could smell it and his nose scrunched up. 'Where'd you get this from?'
'Its' almost 20 years old.' she smirked, deflecting the question.
'Damn.' he murmured and put it into his pocket. 'I'll leave you two to it then.' Scruffy said, putting the cigarette into his pocket.
'Wait, Scruff.' Olivia grabbed his arm. 'You wouldn't happened to have a lighter on you, would you?'
He grinned and began to dig through the pocket on his jumpsuit before pulling out a neon green BIC lighter. It was cheap and looked pretty old, but it would definitely get the job done for the night. 'Knock yourself out, kiddos.'
'Thanks!' she smiled and shut the door behind him and locked it once more.
'What were you going to do if Scruffy hadn't had a lighter?' Fitz asked curiously.
'We would've had to find one.' Olivia shrugged. 'But, luckily he came through. It's a Christmas miracle.' she grinned and raised her arms up.
Fitz shook his head at her silliness but he was enjoying it. Olivia kicked her heels off and pushed them to the side and out of the way. She wouldn't usually approve of going barefoot in a public restroom, but she was wearing a pair of nude 'no show' socks that would protect the bottoms of her soles from the floor. She pulled one of the blunts of the pocket and held it in her mouth and lit the end of it.
'Do you smoke often?' Fitz asked as he watched her try and get it started.
'No.' she answered, keeping her eyes down on what she was doing. 'I haven't done it since college.'
'I didn't know you did it at all.' he mumbled.
'Seriously?' her eyebrows raised. 'I know that we never invited you to come with us, but you really didn't know?'
'I had no clue.' he said honestly. 'I mean, I always had my suspicions, but I could never prove it and you never talked about it.'
'You had way too much going for you, Fitz.' Olivia said softly. 'You had all types of football scholarships coming in and they were starting to drug test people around that time. I didn't want you getting into any trouble.'
'You had a lot on the line too, Liv.' he recalled. 'If you had gotten caught then they could've kicked you off the swim team, and kept you from attending any good schools. Your parents would have been furious.'
'My parents already knew. They didn't really want me to do it, but I was careful and they knew that.' she inhaled once more. 'I guess I was just trying to protect you.'
'You're always trying to save somebody, Olivia.' he chortled, although there wasn't anything really funny about the situation. 'You can't always protect me from everything.'
'Well, excuse me for trying.' she rolled her eyes and looked away from him. Both of them were silent for a few moments before she finally spoke again. 'I don't regret it, though. Not at all, actually. I'd do it again if I had the chance. You went off to do something that you loved and you were happy.'
'I know.' he sighed and slid to the floor, now sitting with his butt against the tile.
In those few seconds, Fitz's mind began to race about all the things that would have happened if things had worked out differently. Maybe if he had stayed home for a while longer then he would have gotten the courage to finally ask Olivia out. If he had never gone to school to play football, then he would have never met Mellie. As much as he couldn't stand her, though, she was the mother of her children and he couldn't imagine a life without them.
Olivia looked down at him at smiled. 'Don't get all pouty on me. You're going to blow my high.'
She sat down next to him and pressed her back against the wall. His jacket fit on her more like a dress so there was some excess fabric near the bottom that she was able to sit on. Olivia took one more puff of the blunt and then blew out smoke.
'I'm not getting pouty.' he said defensively. 'I was just thinking about some things. Have you ever wondered what would have happened if I hadn't gone off to school?'
Her eyebrows furrowed. Olivia didn't really like to focus on the 'what ifs' of life, but she knew exactly what would have happened. They both probably would have stayed in town and attended college at one of the more local schools. They would probably have signed up for the same classes and clubs because they were pretty much inseparable, and at some point she would have asked him out and they would have gotten married.
Olivia wouldn't have dared to say any of that out loud, though.
'No.' she shook her head. 'I've never thought about it. What do you think would have happened?'
Fitz inhaled sharply as his mind continued to race. 'Maybe I wouldn't have been such a coward.' he said underneath his breath.
She leaned in closer to him. 'What was that?'
'Nothing.' he shook his head. 'Nothing. I just kind of wish we could see some type of alternative timeline, you know? I just want to know.'
'I wish.' she agreed. 'But, what's done is done. And I think we both did pretty good for ourselves, right?'
'You're right.' he smiled although they both knew it was fake. Both of them were quiet for the next few minutes as the possibilities ran through their mind. It wasn't until Fitz spoke again that she pulled her head out of the clouds.
'Olivia.' he said, grabbing her attention. 'What's the real reason you came over and sat at the bar with me?'
Because I miss you, dumb ass.
'I already told you, Fitzy.' she said before handing the joint over to him. 'You looked like you needed a friend.'
He looked down at her hands for a few moments before finally taking it. Fitz held it closely and inspected before finally turning back to her. 'This is going to sound really lame, but I've actually never done this before.'
She smirked. 'You can't be serious right now.'
'I'm very serious.' he said, holding it up to his mouth. 'How do I do it?'
'It's easy. It's basically like smoking a regular cigarette.' Olivia said sympathetically.
Olivia sat up straight and rolled up the sleeves on Fitz's jacket so that she could have better use of her arms and fingers. She used one hand to place on top of his and the other rested gently on his back as she tried to coach him through the process.
'Stay calm. Put your lips around it and inhale. When you're done, let the smoke come out of your mouth and then breathe it in.' she instructed as she gently pushed it closer to his lips.
Fitz opened his mouth and did what she instructed. He noticed earlier how deeply she inhaled and tried to imitate that motion, but then he immediately regretted it. Instead of breathing out, he broke into a fit of uncontrollable coughs as if he was choking. Olivia rubbed his back through it all as he tried to catch his breath.
By the time he could get a couple of words out, his face had turned red and there were tears coming out of his eyes. 'That stuff is strong. I thought it was going to kill me.'
'You're not dying. You just need to relax.' she said as soothingly as possible. Olivia took it from him once more and put it in his mouth, inhaling again to try and show him the correct way to do it. 'Don't force it. Just let it happen.'
'Are you sure that this stuff isn't just old?' he asked as he wiped his watery eyes and hit his chest a couple of times in an attempt to clear it.
'It is, but that's not why you're coughing.' Olivia assured. 'Everybody coughs on their first try. Your body just isn't used to it. And, I think you're being a bit overdramatic.' she chuckled.
'I don't think it could ever get used to this.' he grunted.
She found his stubbornness a little amusing, but didn't comment on it. Olivia reached up and grabbed a few paper towels from the dispenser and helped to dab some of the wetness off his face. She handed the joint back off to him and began to rub his back just as she did before. He looked a little wary, but he tried again. This time he took it slow and tried to relax, just as she had suggested. Fitz took a few very small puffs before opening his mouth and letting the smoke float out.
'Like that!' she said, still trying to coach him through the process. 'Now, this time when you do it you need to suck in the smoke.'
Once they had finished the blunt, Fitz thought that they were finished for the night. He was almost positive that his clothes smelled like marijuana and he could see that Olivia's eyes were blood shot red. He didn't even want to imagine how he looked right then so he tried his best not to even think about it.
'How do you feel?' she asked, pulling the next blunt out of her pocket.
'The same.' he shrugged nonchalantly. 'Maybe this stuff just doesn't work on me.'
'Want to try again?' Olivia held up her hand, reminding that she had more.
'I don't think we should, Liv.' Fitz shook his head. 'What if somebody tries to come in here to use the bathroom?'
'This is why we never invited you to smoke with us.' her eyes rolled and she sat back against the wall, relaxing against the cool tile. Olivia placed the next joint in between her lips and lit the tip of it. 'You worry too much. Sometimes you just have to sit back and relax.'
Fitz's jaw clenched. He wanted to object, but he knew that Olivia was right about this one. It seemed like she was floating on cloud 9, while he was still just as tense as ever. Before she could even inhale, he reached out and grabbed it from her mouth so that he could take the first hit.
'Woah.' she giggled softly. 'Somebody grew some balls.'
'Funny.' he murmured as he tried to hold back his cough.
'Slow down there, Fitzy.' she smirked. 'Don't make yourself start coughing again because you're trying to show off.'
By the time they had finished the second one, they both were fully relaxed and high. The room was filled with smoke and Fitz had even undone a few of the buttons on the top of his shirt. Olivia had a hair tie in her purse so she fished it out so that she could pin her hair up and out of her face.
'Is this always what it feels like, Liv?' Fitz asked, looking up at the ceiling.
'That depends.' Olivia smiled dreamily. 'How do you feel?'
'My body just feels really light.' he said, trying to coherently explain what all he was going through. 'Almost like my chest is going to float away and leave my feet on the ground.'
She chuckled. 'The experience is different for everybody, but I guess you could describe it as that if you want. Do you feel more relaxed now?'
He nodded. 'Hell yeah.'
This time Olivia burst into laughter at his response. She laughed so hard that tears streamed down her eyes and it suddenly became more difficult for her to breathe. Fitz didn't really know what caused her outburst, but he began laughing alongside her. It wasn't because anything was funny, but just because her happiness was contagious and it felt so good just to be happy again.
Once their giggles subsided, Olivia leaned over to rest her head on Fitz's shoulder. His arm instinctively wrapped behind her back, pulling her closer into this embrace as they just sat there together. After a few moments of silence, he finally spoke.
'I was lying earlier.' he said, bringing them out of their bubble. 'You really were my best friend, Olivia.'
'Seriously?' her lips turned up into a huge grin. 'I already knew that you big dummy. You were my best friend, too.'
'I forgot that.' he said, using his freehand to push some hair out of his face. 'We haven't talked in so long, I seriously forgot that you were my best friend.'
Olivia tilted her neck upwards so that she could look him in the eyes. 'Can I ask you something?'
'Of course.' he nodded. 'Ask me anything.'
She hesitated for a few moments, but then realized that if she didn't get this out now, then she may never get a chance to talk about it. 'Why didn't you ever call?'
His face immediately turned a bright shade of red and his body tensed up a bit. Fitz wasn't expecting her to ask him anything like that and he definitely wasn't prepared to answer. Instead of telling the truth, he tried his best to deflect the question.
'Why didn't you call me?' his eyebrow cocked.
Olivia shook her head. 'You're getting defensive. I didn't mean to make you upset, Fitz. I just really want to know why I never heard from you again. It's like after summer vacation you just completely disappeared. At first I thought you were just busy with football, but then weeks turned into months and months turned into years and then—. What happened?'
'We went to different schools. We were on different sides of the country.' he tried to reason. 'We just grew apart. It was bound to happen. Most people did.'
'Don't say that.' Olivia frowned. 'Just tell me what I did wrong. It's been years, Fitz. Let's just let it all out in the open.'
He sighed. 'You want the truth? I don't think it'll change anything.'
'I still want it.' she nodded. 'I need to hear it all, Fitz.'
'I didn't call because it was too hard. I had feelings for you, Olivia, and they weren't going away like I wanted them to.' Fitz said honestly. 'You started dating that asshole Edison and it was just too much. I thought that if I isolated myself, then I'd eventually forget about you.'
Her breath caught in the back of her throat, Fitz's comment stinging her a bit as she processed it. 'Did it work?' she asked lowly. 'Did you forget me?'
'No.' he sighed. 'I couldn't. I can't. You're permanently etched in my brain.' Fitz chuckled humorlessly.
'I only started dating Edison to make you jealous.' she admitted somewhat shamefully. Olivia knew it was a dumb decision, but she was only 17 at the time and it felt like a good idea then.
His eyes widened. 'Olivia, are you serious?'
'I know it was stupid and immature.' she brought her knees up and pressed them into her chest, hugging them tightly with her arms. 'But, I didn't know another way to get your attention. I thought if you saw me with somebody else then you'd finally get the courage to make a move.'
'Is that who you married?' Fitz could feel his jaw tightening as he got the question out. He already had a pretty good feeling as to what the answer would be, and he kind of didn't want to hear it, but he needed for her to say it out loud.
She nodded her head. 'He was comfortable and familiar. Edison always knew I didn't love him, but he always assured me that we'd grow to love each other. That part never happened.' Olivia said softly.
'Wow.' he huffed and leaned back against the wall and stared at the ceiling once more. 'All this wasted time.'
Suddenly, they both felt all too open and vulnerable. They trusted each other with these types of secrets, though. They knew that they weren't going to go anywhere or be used against them. Right now, they were just two best friends letting everything out into the open.
'We were young.' Olivia reminded gently, making herself seem smaller as she hugged her legs even tighter to her body. 'We didn't know any better back then.'
'I was a coward.' he murmured. It was something he had never really said out loud, but it actually felt better to hear it. 'Do you want to know what mom and Big Gerry told me when I brought Mellie home the first time?'
'What?' she asked curiously.
'They told me to take her back to the school, and to not come back unless I brought you with me.' Fitz chuckled at the memory. 'They hated her. Every time I would mention her name, they would just ask me about you.'
'I always knew your parents had good taste.' she teased lightly, making them both smile.
The room went completely quiet again for the next few minutes as they both tried to process the new information that was in the air. Even after all this time, being so open and honest was emotionally draining, but neither of them knew where to take the conversation from there. It felt like there was still so much so that needed to be said, but neither of them were willing to start it.
Fitz swallowed hard and cleared his throat. He felt mostly at fault for the situation they were in. If he had just been able to gather his nerves when they were in school, their lives would have been so much different now. Deciding he had had enough of standing in the shadows, he spoke up to make sure that Olivia could hear him loud and clear.
'I loved you, Olivia.' he said boldly, although his tone was in stark contrast with the nervousness with what he felt inside. Fitz didn't know what he was expecting to hear back, but he knew he needed to get that out.
When she didn't turn her head he spoke again. 'I loved you and I fucked up not showing you that. That will always be one of my biggest regrets.'
'Just one of them?' she asked meekly, still hugging her knees.
'The other one is letting us grow apart.' he reached out and touched her back, hoping that she would turn to face him again. 'Say something, Olivia. Say anything.'
Fitz felt her body rise and then fall as she let out a somewhat reluctant sigh. His fingers lightly flexed against her, trying to coax a response out of her. 'Will it matter?'
'It matters.'
Olivia turned so that she could face him, a tear threatening to prick at the corner of her eye. She didn't understand why she was being so emotional, but she would have to blame it on the weed. It wasn't fair that after all these years, Fitz still had this power over her and the way she felt. It was almost as if he had rekindled a flame that she was sure that she had stomped out long ago. Now she was about to be some crying mess in the middle of a public bathroom and she didn't really want that.
'I loved you, too.' she said softly, her voice cracking. 'I was in love with you.'
Fitz inhaled sharply, her words hitting him like a ton of bricks. Before he could say anything else, Olivia stood to her feet and went to go put her heels on. Fitz tried to get up as well, but he was still adjusting to being high. His body felt a lot lighter than before and he didn't feel very in control of all of his limbs. He walked over to the door and blocked her way out.
'We're not done here, Olivia. You can't just say something like that and then storm out.' he put his hand on the handle so that she couldn't even touch it.
'What else is there to say?' she hissed lowly.
'You're trying to run away from whatever this is.' he said, gesturing between the two of them.
Olivia crossed her arms against her chest. 'I guess you know about that pretty well.'
'I deserved that.' he nodded. 'But, I'm here now. We're both here now and we have the chance to make this right. Don't just dismiss us!'
'This is all moving too fast!' she yelled back, rubbing her temples. 'You can't just do this! You can't just come back and say all of the right things and expect everything to be okay!'
Fitz was about to say something else, but then decided against it. Olivia was right. Him saying things wasn't going to get them anywhere tonight. He was going to have to show her exactly what he was feeling to get it through to her. He let go of the door and took a step forward, invading her personal space.
Olivia moved to make a step backwards but Fitz grabbed her by her arms and pulled her body to his. Before she knew it, his lips had crashed down onto hers in a searing kiss. He didn't start of with gentle pecks, but his lips were everything she had ever fantasized they would be. He exuded wanton passion as he devoured her like a starving man. Her hands immediately moved to his face and she pulled him down closer to her, her tongue slipping through his labials as she tasted him.
He pulled away and grunted lowly. 'I'm not letting you get away from me again.'
'Okay.' she agreed without argument, nodding her head and pulling him back to her once more.
Fitz's hands traveled downward until until they reached her petite waist. He pushed the sides of his jacket out of the way so that the palms of his hands rubbed against the sequins on her dress. Olivia's body pressed further into his as she rose to stand on the tips of her toes and rested her weight against his chest so that she could stay upright. She moaned against his mouth as his sneaky fingers made their way down to her bum and squeezed her soft flesh.
Olivia could feel Fitz's cock twitch against her stomach and she knew that they needed to slow down, but she didn't know how to stop. As soon as she thought about pulling away, Fitz started kissing her neck and she knew she was a goner. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she let out a sigh that she hadn't even realized she was holding in. It felt like forever since anybody had actually touched her and wanted to make her feel good, and Fitz was doing all of the right things.
She moved her hand in between their bodies and felt around the front of her pants until she ran across his now semi erect penis. Olivia always assumed that he had an average sized penis, but her jaw dropped when she felt how thick it was. She massaged him through the fabric and Fitz's hips involuntarily thrusted forward in search of some relief.
He slowly began to pull the fabric of her dress up so that it would bunch up at her waist. The dress was pretty right and she had to help him a little by shimmying her hips, but he was able to push it up far enough so that it would be out of the way. Fitz turned them around so that he'd be facing one of the walls with mirrors on it and he took his attention off of her neck so that he could look at their reflection. The mirror gave him the perfect view of her ass and the almost nonexistent thong she was wearing tonight.
'You are so fucking sexy.' he hissed lowly as he continued to massage her plump bottom.
Olivia used both of her hands to work on the buckle on his belt and the zipper on his pants. It didn't take her long to get him completely open and exposed and she reached in the waistband on his boxers to feel his manhood. Fitz pressed his body further into hers as he continued to play with the tiny piece of fabric that she dared to call panties. His fingers slyly moved to the juncture in between her legs and he smiled deviously when they became moist.
Fitz gently pushed her as he walked them back towards the wall. He didn't stop until Olivia's back had pressed against the mirror and her feet were planted on the floor. She tried to push his pants and boxers down, but he took hold of her wrists and halted her plans. Instead, he slowly kneeled in front of her until he was down on both knees.
He kissed both of her thighs repeatedly, worshipping her body as no man ever had before. Olivia knew exactly what Fitz was about to do, and that thought alone made her cry out with anticipation. He pushed his hands in between her thighs and she voluntarily parted them for him.
His mouth traveled directly to her core and he placed one long lick up her covered slit. Olivia hissed and grabbed hold of his shoulders so that she could hold her balance as her legs began to slightly tremble. She was nearly dripping wet and he growled lowly as he was finally able to taste her. He knew then that he'd probably never get enough.
'Please.' she voice cracking as she whimpered for him.
'Mmmm.' he hummed lowly. 'I like that. Please what?'
'Please, please.' Olivia begged as she tried to get a coherent word out. 'Take them off.'
Without hesitation, Fitz's fingers dipped into the waistband of the panties as he began to slow push them down her hips. Olivia stepped out of them once they reached her ankles and he immediately put them in his pants pocket. He picked up her left ankle and lifted it until it sat on top of his shoulder.
Fitz licked his lips as her pussy came on full display right before his greedy eyes. Just as he imagined before, she was perfect in absolutely every way. At least to him she was. He ran his pointer finger up and down her wet slit, and teasingly circled her entrance in a way that made her body shiver.
He flattened out his tongue and placed it over her swollen clit and her whimpers became louder. Fitz sucked the nub into his mouth and his nose pressed firmly into her mound. Olivia cried out in ecstasy and he took his time pleasing her. One of his thick digits entered into her slick portal and her inner walls clenched down on it like a vice.
Her right foot was still planted on the ground, but she rose to the tips of her toes. The building pressure was becoming too much for her to handle and Fitz's tongue and finger were driving her insane. She wasn't able to move far, though, because he pulled her right back down. He had waited this long to have her, so he planned on getting his fill.
A few moments later, Olivia cried out loudly as her orgasm raked through her body. Fitz continued to lick her, despite the fact that her thighs were trembling her chest was heaving. She braced her hands against his head, her fingers curling into the hair on his head.
Once she had finally settled, Fitz rose to his feet. She immediately attacked him with a kiss, leaning all of her body weight against his chest. He wrapped his arm around her body and held her closely to him, grinding his firm erection on her stomach. Olivia could taste herself all over his mouth and lips, the thought of him pleasing her was turning her on even more than before. It was never something Edison even attempted to do, so the fact that Fitz was eager to made her stomach flutter.
She squeaked as he picked her up into his arms and carried her over by one of the sinks. Fitz stood in between her parted legs, spreading her knees out even wider so that they would hug his hips. He pushed his pants down past his ass while she adjusted the bottom of her dress a bit.
Before they could continue, they both caught each other's eyes. Neither of them knew what to say, or if anything should be said at all at this point. It seemed almost surreal that this was finally happened. The universe had finally aligned themselves so perfectly, that they finally had the chance to be together.
Olivia wrapped her arms around his shoulders, smiling lightly and prompting him to continue. The lip of the sink was a bit small so it wasn't the most comfortable thing to sit on, but that was the last thing on her mind. Fitz might not have been around in the past few years, but he was still her first love. Other than her father, she had been the only man she had ever admired. Her breath hitched a bit in anticipation for the moment that they finally connected.
Fitz kept his arms at her midsection so that he could hold her up. He didn't want her falling into the sink or anything like that, so he kept his grip tight. His cock continued to twitch and he chastised himself for being so excited. Olivia was already practically dripping down her thighs, so the thought of that being squeezed around him was enough to make him bite his lip.
Their eyes stayed connected as Fitz gently pushed his hips forward. He used one of his hands to grip the base of his cock and guide himself into her heat. He watched how her face contorted, her jaw dropping and her eyebrows furrowing. She felt extremely tight, so he moved slowly as she nearly sucked in his entire shaft.
Once he was about halfway in, her body winced. He pulled back out until only his tip was inside her. She whined and held him closer to her body, her pussy already missing being filled by him. Fitz pressed his cock back inside of her, this time going in all the way in until his cock disappeared.
Olivia thought that he was going to go fast and just be done with her, but Fitz obviously had other plans. He took his time making love to her, kissing on her neck and allowing his hands to roam across her body. She moaned loudly and had to fight back a few tears. He was so tender and light with her, it was almost too much.
Fitz reached in between her legs and began to tenderly rub her clit. Her body jerked, but he kept her close to him. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear as he fucked her and listened to all the sounds she was making.
When her orgasm hit her, it seemed like all of the hairs on the back of her neck stood at attention. Her walls tightened around his dick, squeezing him tightly as her essence freely flowed down his balls. Olivia knew how loud she could be when she came, so she sank her teeth directly into his shoulder.
Fitz continued to move in and out of her as her body grew limp in his arms. He kissed up and down the side of her face as his balls began to tighten. He knew that they hadn't talked about any protection or birth control, so he pulled out before he could cum. There was a box of tissues right behind her so he grabbed a few of those. Olivia reached down in between them and took hold of his cock, stroking him firmly as his orgasm built.
He groaned loudly when he finally shot his load into the tissue. She continued to stroke him until he completely soft in her hands. Fitz was struggling to catch his breath as he held onto the sink, his forehead resting on her shoulder.
Olivia reached up and stroked his hair, running her fingers through it. 'Wow.' she murmured.
Fitz pulled away so that he could look her in the eyes. 'I can't believe we just did that.'
'Do you regret it?' she asked softly, although she was really hoping he didnt.
'Hell no.' he shook his head and she giggled a little at his answer. 'I want you to know, though, I don't think I'll be able to give you up again.' he said seriously.
She bit down on her bottom lip, her nerves lighting up. 'I don't think you should.'
He smiled and leaned in to kiss her softly. After a few more minutes, they decided to get cleaned up and leave the party. They could still hear the music and people laughing so they knew it was in full swing. They had both left their coats with the bartender, though, so they'd have to go and get them.
They had both tried to tidy their appearance up a bit, but had failed miserably. Olivia's hair was all over her head, and anybody with eyes could tell that she was walking a little funny. Fitz's clothes looked disheveled and he hadn't even bothered redoing his belt. Not only that, he was wearing a huge, shit-eating grin on his face.
Once they opened the doors to the gym, all eyes were on them. Hollis and Andrew had spread the word around that they had caught them leaving a bit early, so they all knew what was happening. As soon as they took a step in, the entire room began to cheer loudly. It seemed like they were the only two idiots on the planet who didn't know that they were in love with each other.
Olivia hid her hand in her face, a bit embarrassed by all the attention that they were suddenly getting. Fitz, on the other hand, felt like he had just won the biggest prize that the county fair had to offer. He took hold of her hand and held it up in the air to show everybody in the gym.
Maybe this Christmas wouldn't be so bad after all.
A/N: Just another late little Christmas gift. Hope you enjoyed. Please leave a review and tell me what you think! Until next time!
