Olitz AU.

Olivia is a young, beautiful, successful actress. Fitz is a handsome, successful, "married" actor. They cannot resist their love for each other anymore.


They had barely made it in his house when he caught and pushed her against the wall. "Woman, you are killing me" he said. His left hand was on her waist, pulling her close – flushing her against him. His right hand was groping her breasts. His eyes were closed and his forehead was pushed against hers, his breathing was fast and shallow. He suddenly bit her lower lip with an animalistic urge. "You are MINE" he said in such a low tone that she felt a shiver go down her spine.

They were on TV together that night to talk about their show Scandal. Olivia looked just breathtakingly beautiful, and he wanted to just wrap her in his arms and kiss her, without caring about being on TV. But he had to wait…

She wore a black, leather strappy blouse that made her look absolutely gorgeous. He couldn't look at her without thinking about taking her blouse off, sucking and biting her gorgeous bosom, leaving purple bite marks behind – marking her as his.

Now he could actually do all that. He squeezed his hands around her waist, leaving his hand print there. He couldn't wait to rip off her clothes, but he wanted to enjoy making love to her – he had been fantasizing about that the whole night. So he had to be patient. He held her hand – tight enough to actually hurt it, but neither of them seemed to care. He pulled her behind him upstairs to his bedroom. She was running out of breath, but she loved his in-charge attitude oh-so-much!

He sat on the bed, with his back to the headboard and pulled her onto his lap. She was now straddling him. He moved his hands up and down her torso for a moment, and then moved to kiss her neck, shoulders, and right under her ear.

He moved his hand to the zipper at the front of her top, slowly unzipping it and tracing the exposed skin with his lips as he did that. Once the top was off, he moved his mouth to her right breast, taking the top of it in his mouth. He licked and sucked on it with such intensity that she shivered with both pleasure and pain. When his lips left her, there was a crimson red mark, which for sure would be dark purple in the morning. And, man, he felt content seeing it.

He could never get enough of her...


She was melting in his arms; her breathing paused each time his lips landed on her. The pleasure he was giving her was immeasurable, and the pain he was inflicting on her right now was turning her on inexplicably. She wanted to get lost in him. This man was the love of her life and she waited for so long before she finally accepted that. For so long she just denied it. She denied the chemistry, the pull between them… This could ruin both their reputations, but in the end they decided it was so worth it. It wasn't just sex, it wasn't… At all…

Every time he was close to her, she felt him. Whenever their eyes met each other, she would forget about the world around them. When she saw him in the set, she would feel joyful. If she did not see him for a day, her world became dark. She felt his sadness and his joy in her heart. She was so in love with him that it cornered her. She tried so hard not to give in, but in the end she had no choice.

He felt her presence with him at all times. But when she was actually close, he would feel an inexplicable warmth, and immense happiness. Seeing her smile would lighten up his day, and if she was sad, dark clouds gathered over him. The couple times he saw her cry broke his heart so much that he cried with her. He couldn't stand not seeing her, he would find a reason, any reason to see her during the season breaks. He was madly in love with her. He knew the first day he saw her, that first day years ago, that she was special. But they would only see each other once in a blue moon, and never actually had any chance to get close. And he was married anyway... A loveless, cold marriage that was kept alive only for the children. For him, the actual magic happened during the auditions. It must have been a minute into the whole thing that he knew she would forever hold his heart. They had to deny it for such a long time, though. Because they shouldn't, couldn't be with each other. They weren't supposed to love each other.

However, the fact was, the moment they laid eyes on each other, it wasn't a question of if; it was a question of when. And now they were both realizing that.


Pulling her into his arms, he flipped them over and landed on top of her. He could not control the feral impulse to leave marks all over her. He took both her arms and brought them together over her head, holding both of them tightly with his left hand. "You are MINE, Olivia. Don't ever forget that." He uttered.

"Tell me you are mine!" He said, after a few minutes of fondling, kissing and leaving marks all over her body and soul.

Her eyes were closed; she was on a high she couldn't describe. She wanted him with all her being, she was his, and she never wanted to be away from him anymore.

When she didn't reply, he got even more ferocious. "LOOK AT ME AND TELL ME YOU ARE MINE, OLIVIA!" he yelled.

She opened her eyes to look at him, and tried to talk, but no sound would come out. After a few tries, she said "I… I… mm… I am… yours. D… Don't ever… leave me…" she whispered. It was all he ever wanted to hear.

He took off her tight jeans and her panties in a rush and positioned himself between her legs. She was looking at him with hooded eyes… Even though she knew the answer, even though he told her hundreds of times before, she still wanted to hear it, so she asked "Do… do you love… me?"

The look in his eyes changed upon hearing her question. He looked at her with soft, loving, reassuring eyes, and said "I love you Olivia. I love you more than I can explain. I love you more than life itself. I love you with every bit of my soul, and I never want to be away from you. I could just hold you in my arms for the rest of my life, and die a happy man. I love you more than words can describe."

"Take me" she said. "I want to be yours, again, and again."

It was magical. It was explosive. It was everything.

The way they both felt when he moved inside her, the way her hips reciprocated his moves, the way her walls clenched around him, the moans that came out of them were proof that they were made for each other. They were perfect for each other.

He shivered every time their eyes met. Her big, brown, doe eyes were the light of his life.

She lost herself in his greyish blue eyes - the color of the ocean right before a storm. She wouldn't mind drowning in them.


When they both came down from their highs, he laid back, pulling her on top of his chest. He was caressing her back and arms, kissing her temple, smelling her hair. "I want you to be mine, forever. I want to remind you that you are mine, every day. I want to show the world that you are mine. I want to live the rest of my life with you. I want us to have kids. I want to see you pregnant with my children. I want to wake up next to you every morning. I want to be there for your happiness and I want to be there for your sadness. I want to celebrate your joy, and I want to heal your pain. I want you. I just want you." he said.

That was too much to handle for Olivia, and it was too beautiful to believe. Because… Because, he was… Married. She looked at him and when her eyes started watering, Fitz picked her and moved her to the other side of the bed, getting out quickly. He went to his handbag, and took out a bunch of papers. "Read it" he said.

She looked at him with questioning eyes, and reached for the papers. When she started reading them, she couldn't believe. She read them again and again.

"That's why I was gone last week, and also yesterday." He said. "It will be over next month. I will be divorced."

She was crying. "Fitz…" was the only thing she could utter. He sat down next to her and pulled her into a warm embrace. "I told you Olivia, I cannot live without you. I cannot keep you secret. We love each other. We belong together. And I cannot put you in this situation. You deserve everything. And for as long as I live, I will do my best to give you everything I can."

She couldn't talk, all she could do was to let her tears roll down her cheeks and look at his eyes. He cradled her in his arms and they sat on his bed, Olivia safely nested in his arms. This was the happiest she had ever been in her life.


This was something I had in mind for some time. Finally put it into words. I hope you enjoyed it :)!