"There is a reason!"
"What?"
"There is a reason that this is not Vermont! That we don't have kids, and you are not the mayor! There is a reason we are not happy! It's so you could be president. It's so nothing is beyond your control. THAT'S THE POINT! GET HIM OUT!"
Fitz wasn't sure why but those words kept playing in his head over and over again. He didn't want to be the president. Maybe at first he did, but once he met Liv, everything changed. From the moment he looked in her eyes for the very first time, he could see the life they would live. They would get married and have kids, 3, maybe four. They would have a dog, and live in a huge home on the water. Olivia Pope made him realize that being the president wasn't his dream. It was the dream of everyone around him. Cyrus, Mellie, even his father wanted this presidency, he had to admit at one point he thought he wanted it too. Not anymore.
Since entering this White House his life has gone to hell. In three short years, He's grown tired of living the life everyone wants for him. It was time for him to start living the life he wanted for himself. He'd be damned if Jake Ballard of all people would beat him to it. Liv belonged to him. She said so and he knew that she meant it.
"Lauren, Let Tom and Jason know we're on the move." Fitz stood up from behind his desk and headed out of the oval. He was getting tired of Liv forcing him to remain president, then throwing it in his face. His presidency wasn't why they couldn't be happily married in Vermont, she was. From the beginning she has been manipulating the relationship, and it was time he put an end to it. Today was the day that she would either choose him, or he would walk away forever.
There would be no second chances this time. He has made his feelings for Liv known. He placed everything on the line for her. He walked out of the White House leaving behind an infuriated Mellie, all so he could prove to Liv that she was the one. She said to earn her, and damned if he didn't that night.
Then she had to ruin it all by forcing him to run for re-election. "Run, run and win!"
Fitz stepped into the car that was waiting for him, and looked out of the window. The White House is the dream of many men and I am here. I don't understand what is so important about running a country. It's lonely, depressing, and the stress level is ridiculous. I took a huge pay cut to deal with the tantrums that are constantly being thrown around the world. I'm tired of being mediator for Adults around the world.
The car stopped and Fitz stepped out. He entered the building and Tom locked the door behind them. He waited downstairs with Jason while Tom went up and did a sweep. "It's clear sir, you may go up now."
Fitz entered the elevator and went up to the fifth floor. He walked through the door with 514 written on it and heard chattering and bickering coming from a room straight ahead. He walked up to the door and saw a woman look up and tap the man next to her. The rest of them followed completely speechless at what they were witnessing. Everyone was aware of his presence except for Olivia.
"What is with you people? Why is everyone so quiet all of a sudden? We have work to do people and we need…"
Liv turned around and saw Fitz standing in the door way. Her eyes immediately locked with his and in that instant they were lost in their own world. Fitz walked into the conference room where they were all gathered and stood in the door way taking in the beauty of the woman standing before him.
"Hi."
"Hi." Liv tried to tear her eyes from his but she couldn't. It had been a month since she had seen him, been this close to him. She needed to absorb as much of him as she possibly could.
Liv's eyes were saying all that her mind would not allow at that moment and Fitz's were responding.
"What are you doing here? You can't be here"
"I needed to see you."
"Fitz, you can't be here."
"Then tell me to go."
"No."
The team was beginning to process the fact that the President of the United States was standing there, in their office locked in a heavy stare down with their boss. They knew they should probably leave, but the moment had them all frozen in place.
Fitz couldn't stand being so close yet so far away from Liv. He needed to touch her, kiss her, and hold her. This past month had been the hardest month he has ever had to endure and it was time for this to come to an end. Fitz walked across the room and came face to face with Liv never breaking eye contact.
Liv tried to back away from him but found herself pinned between Fitz and the client board.
"Don't, please, don't" Liv begged trying to maintain her composure. She couldn't unravel. Not here, not now. Not with her team sitting right here watching them.
"Quiet" Fitz growled lowering his head to Liv's. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into his rock hard frame. "I need this, we need this."
Fitz drew Liv's bottom lip into his mouth gently nibbling on it. A moan escaped her mouth as she placed her arms around his neck pulling him in for more. The kiss was slow and gentle. They became lost in the sweet taste of one another, and for that moment they were the only two in the room. They were the only two in the world.
Remembering where she was, Liv broke the kiss but was unable to break Fitz's hold on her.
"Fitz, I… what are you doing here?"
"We need to talk now. This cannot wait."
Liv looked in Fitz's eyes. They were dark and sad. There was something wrong but she wasn't sure exactly what. "Ok, go wait for me in my office. I'll be right there. Just let me"
"No Liv, NOW." The look in Fitz's eyes told Liv that he was serious.
"Ok."
Liv turned and came face to face with a paralyzed team. All four of them sat completely shocked at what they had just witnessed.
"Guys, I need to handle this. You all know what to do, get to work. We'll reconvene here in 3 hrs. I want full reports. If you need me you know how to reach me."
The team nodded silently and watched in disbelief as Liv and Fitz made their way to her office and sat on the couch. Fitz stood for a moment and placed a call. A few moments later, the team was being ushered out of the OPA by Tom.
Yes they all knew that Liv was having an affair with the president, but she would never openly admit it. Now, just two hours after going on live television to announce to the world that he had an affair with Jeanine Locke, he was here in their office. To add to the situation, the President of the United States was standing in the office before them holding their boss in his arms, refusing to let go as if his life depended on her oxygen. He's demanding her time, and without fight or sass she's giving in, not like a U.S. citizen who was honoring her commander- in- chief. She was giving in like a woman being submissive to the man she loves. This was a side of Olivia Pope they had never seen before.
Once everyone had cleared out of the office, Fitz ordered Tom to lock the door behind him on the way out. He wanted no interruptions during this time. He needed Liv's undivided attention and damnit; she was going to give it to him.
"Fitz, why are you here? Shouldn't you be running the country right now? We aren't out of the woods yet and you decide to come here of all places? Why?"
"You are the love of my life, and yes, I may be the president but that does not change how I feel about you. I wanted to see you therefore I came. I want to be with you Liv, now. I want to be with you in the open, for the whole world to see. This separation is killing me."
"Fitz, you know why we can't be together. Your presidency…."
"I don't care about my presidency. I don't care about Mellie or Cyrus. Right now this very moment, I don't care about anything but you."
Fitz removed his jacket and made his way over to Liv. He began unbuttoning her blazer. "Tell me that you don't feel the same way about me." Fitz slid Liv's blazer off of her shoulders allowing it to fall to the floor.
"Tell me Livvie. Tell me that you want me to walk out of this office right now."
Fitz removed Liv's blouse and began to unbutton her pants slipping them down over her hips. Liv stepped out of them but was still unable to speak.
"Tell me that you value my presidency more than you value our relationship. Tell me that you are willing to walk away from me forever, just so I can remain in the White House for four more years."
Fitz removed her bra and panties leaving her completely vulnerable and naked in her office. He took in the sight of her body naked, fully exposed for his enjoyment. He cupped her breast in his hand and drew her taught nipple into his mouth. He began to flick the tip with his tongue, a move he knew drove Liv wild with desire.
Fitz began placing soft kisses on her neck, and allowed his tongue to trace a path from her shoulder to her ear, finally capturing her sweet lobe into his mouth. Liv threw her head back allowing Fitz further access to her throat. He placed one hand gently around her neck and whispered in her ear.
"Tell me you don't want me making love to you every morning as we wake and every evening before we lay down to sleep.
Liv couldn't respond because Fitz's hand was working its way from her throat to her thighs. Once he got there he growled at how slippery her sex was. He parted the lips of her sex and began rubbing small circles around her clit. He began placing love bites on her neck and smiled as her breathing became choppy. Her body was trembling and she still could not think of a word to say.
"Tell me Jake Ballard makes you feel like this."
Liv almost fell from his touch. She wrapped her arms around him sinking her nails into the back of his neck. Fitz placed an arm around her waist and held her close. He was going to make his point known that she would no longer put their relationship on the line for his presidency. She would no longer have complete control over any situation that involved them together. They were in this together. They would work through things together.
Fitz began working his way down Liv's body leaving a trail of moist kisses in his path. When he got to her throbbing sex, he sat her on the desk and placed one leg over his shoulder. He lowered his head, and allowed Liv's nectar to drip on his tongue. The taste of her immediately sent him over the top and he began lapping up every ounce of moisture in his path. Liv tangled her hands into his hair begging him to never stop.
Fitz began licking and sucking on Liv's clit and her writhing and panting made him aware that she was close.
"Fitz… Please" Liv begged. His, words, his scent, the way he was controlling her body, she needed him inside of her now.
"First tell me, who do you belong to? Who has your heart, your soul, your mind? Whose pussy is this?"
Liv was not used to this side of Fitz. The way he was taking control of the situation, of her was more than her body could take. She was ready to explode and he hadn't even taken his clothes off. "Fitz…"
"Answer me Livvie? Whose is it?" Fitz began thrashing his tongue around Liv's clit sending an overwhelming electrical current running through her. She tried to muffle the screams but failed. Thank goodness her office was soundproof.
"YOUR'S! FITZ I AM YOURS!" Liv screamed clawing at Fitz trying to pull him up to her. "Please Fitz, now. Right now. I can't… I"
Fitz stood and Liv immediately began clawing at his clothes. First his shirt, then pants, then his boxers were all now in a pile on the floor with her clothing.
"Good girl" Fitz responded with a devilish grin on his face. Liv looked into his eyes and saw the dark desire that lived inside of them. She was hungry and she wanted all of him and he would happily oblige. But first, he needed to drive his point home.
Liv pulled his head towards her and began working her tongue into his mouth. She could taste herself on him and she became intoxicated with desire. Liv began fisting Fitz's member trying to urge him to hurry and enter her throbbing core already.
Fitz laid Liv back on her desk and placed her legs over his shoulders. He allowed the head of his member to enter her but did not allow himself to move. She will admit that I am in control. She will give in to me fully. Liv began to whimper and Fitz thrust into her completely. He withdrew his member leaving the tip just at her opening sending her wild. Again he thrust into her allowing her slick walls to swallow his member.
Liv was writhing towards Fitz trying to urge him to enter her and stay there. He withdrew one final time. "Who do you belong to? Answer me." He demanded slapping Liv's rear prompting her to scream in pleasure. This was too much. Liv was about to explode.
"I'm yours Fitz! I'm only yours!"
"That's what I thought." Fitz said as he began thrusting in and out of Liv with such speed and force he could hear the bolts on the desk began to creak. Liv began clawing at his chest leaving a trail of scratches in her path. Fitz felt her walls clenching down on his member and he knew that she was close. He smacked her rear one final time sending her into the heights of ecstasy. Fitz thrust in her a few more times before losing himself and spilling his seed inside of Liv's sex.
He lowered her legs but stayed inside of her a few moments longer. Liv wrapped her arms and legs around Fitz and allowed her head to collapse on his chest as they were both gasping for air. He picked her up and carried her over to the sofa where they collapsed a piled of limbs intertwined with one another.
Liv laid there with Fitz playing with the mound of curls on his chest wondering what had gotten into him. He was very demanding, take charge, in control. That wasn't like Fitz at all. Whatever it was, she knew that she liked it.
"Fitz, you should go. You really need to get back to the White House."
"No Liv, I will go when I am ready. Right now, this is just me and you and that's final. Am I making myself clear, or do you need another lesson?"
"Perfectly clear. But, I wouldn't object to another lesson, you know, just to be sure that I got the message correct."
"Olivia Pope my love, you are going to be the death of me."
Fitz kissed Liv's forehead and he laid there refusing to move. He laid there, with his Livvie in his arms.