A/N: Hi everyone! I miss Scandal everyday and more Olitz, I know it's always hard to accept Scandal is over since a month. So, I wrote a new chapter (shot) and I hope you will like it! Please give reviews and I need to be better.

Happy reading! xoxo

September 2016

In a bar in Washington which is in a calm night.

A young woman with caramel skin, laughs with a young redhead to her side and finds a place in the bar, sitting down. A soft music resonates melancholy in the bar. A man with dark brown hair, sitting on an old stool, a guitar resting on his thighs with a microphone in front of him, is in his world flooded with music.

- Two mojitos, please. Olivia, oh look at this cute musician!

The young woman who is obviously Olivia, turns her gaze to the musician who plays the guitar, singing melancholy with closed eyes and silently observes him, listening to the sounds that slowly rocks her.

I heard that you're settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.

Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light.

Olivia looks up. « Abby. He's cute, but I'm not here to meet a man or to sleep with and you know I'm not ready right now because of my recent breakup with Edison… », she drinks alcoholic mojito that a bartender has just served them. « I want to get drunk, dance, enjoy my life to forget about Edison, Abby. »

« Mh mh... You're right, let's enjoy this night! To our health and shit to the guys! », Abby laughs, clinking with Olivia, who is laughing.

Fitzgerald Grant, the musician playing guitar, sings focusing on the melancholic music he currently plays and he needed to escape the pain that was stifling him right now, the music is obviously his escape. Being comfortable, he scratches his guitar's strings he loved in the world, looks up watching the audience watching him play and he saw a young woman who bursts out happily laughing at the bar with a redhead at her side. When she looks up, he can see her face but is immediately struck by her illuminating beauty. He missed a rope that whistles and apologizes, embarrassed to have lost concentration because of this unknown. « Excuse me… »

Olivia, who has heard the whistle, turns her head to Fitz, whose name she doesn't know, and realizes he has blue eyes that are like the azure ocean, unconsciously biting her inner lip. Randomly, they look at each other at the same time and Fitz shyly smiled at her but softly, who makes blush Olivia who squirms in her chair. He changes of song and starts singing a romantic song.

I remember when
I almost lost my mind

There was something so pleasant about that place
Even your emotions have an echo in so much space

And when you're out there, you're our there without care
I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much

Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly

Abby observes Olivia's reaction, laughs slightly, drinking mojito. « It's a beautiful music, huh? »

"Shut up Abby! » Olivia mumbles, looking away.

The applause echoes, including Olivia applauding and Fitz greets. « Thank you. Thank you everyone! » He gets off the stage, putting his guitar on the corner and walks towards two women.

« Oh shit. Don't move, he arrives the beautiful musician! » Abby chuckles as she sees Olivia's face fall apart in panic and confusion. « Stay zen and I must say that up close, he is really damn good! You would have to fuck him, for God's sake… Ouch! » She rubs her arm where Olivia hits her.

Fitz doesn't know what to say to start a conversation but he puts his courage to the heart, says:

- Hi

- Hi

Fitz, who is absorbed by Olivia's beauty, is flooded by extraordinary dreams with her and holds his hand. "Fitzgerald Grant. But call me Fitz please. » He smiles when Olivia's hand shakes his hand and feels an unknown and violent electroshock running down his spine.

« Nice to meet you, Fitzgerald. My name is Olivia... Pope. And I loved your music, you sang incredibly. I would have loved to have your autograph! » Olivia laughs with Fitz, who admires her constantly. « In fact, I introduce you to my best friend Abby. She's the one who pushed me to come. But hey, I must say that she is right to have taken me here! »

« Oh, beware of her, she has a sacred character! » Abby shrugs, "I'm really sorry but I'll leave you, I have to go to the bathroom and excuse me! »

Abby nods to Olivia, articulating, « He's fucking sexy! » And goes to the bathroom.

Fitz sits in Abby's place ordering a glass of whiskey and looks at Olivia. « Where are you from ? »

- From New York, specifically Bronx. And you, Fitzgerald?

Fitz grimaces at the sound of his full name and puts his arm on the back of the chair where Olivia was sitting, approaching. « I'm from Santa Barbara, California. And... Olivia, don't call me Fitzgerald and I feel like a noble too arrogant. » He watches Olivia burst out laughing, "Are you making fun of me?" But I'm serious… »

- I am sorry.. But you are just funny.

Olivia laughs with him, nodding in response to his question, looks at his blue eyes that make her feel so naked in front of him and lightly hit her knee against his. A soft and romantic music is played in the bar, Fitz drinks his glass at once while getting up and holds his hand.

- Dance with me, sweetie…

Hesitant, Olivia gets up from the chair taking Fitz's warm hand, they walk to the dance floor where the couples were already dancing and she snuggles shyly against Fitz's body, shuddering as he puts his right hand on her lower back. Fitz quickly felt lavender when he puts his chin on Olivia's head, which tickles his nose and sways slowly with her, following the rhythm of the music and whispering to her:

- I hadn't dared to say since I saw you but you are very beautiful tonight...

Olivia shows a big smile thanking him, looks up at Fitz's relaxed and radiant face, all she could say was that she feels so good in his arms as if he was protecting her against the demons and blushes when Fitz lowers his head, staring at her brown eyes.

It's just another night
And I'm staring at the moon
I saw a shooting star
And thought of you
I sang a lullaby
By the waterside and knew
If you were here,
I'd sing to you
You're on the other side
As the skyline splits in two
I'm miles away from seeing you
I can see the stars
From America
I wonder, do you see them, too?

So open your eyes and see
The way our horizons meet
And all of the lights will lead
Into the night with me
And I know these scars will bleed
But both of our hearts believe
All of these stars will guide us home

Olivia faints in peace and unknown happiness, she wraps her arms around his neck, starting to swing her hips to the beat of the song and is so close to Fitz's face. He presses her against him, silently prays that he doesn't lose control of his sexual urges while Olivia swings her body against his cock and he immortally desires Olivia, burning with desire to kiss her as if his life in depends.

« Are you going to look at me for the time, as if I'm prey? » Olivia asks Fitz, who smiles mischievously.

He whispers at her ear seductively, « Mmm, honey… You are my prey, nothing but mine... Hum. » He rubs his nose against Olivia's cheek and closes his eyes. He is surprised himself to tell it to Olivia that he has known since an hour.

Olivia feels more excited, dying to play fire with him and knows it's risky, especially with a man she had only known for an hour but she doesn't care. Because. She felt. A powerful connection. With him. He knows it too and he has felt it too. She can see it in his blue eyes that are full of hungry desire. They dance together, rubbing against each other and a sexual tension between them, is more and more hot but they don't care and they are in their own world. Only Fitz and Olivia.

Fitz observes Olivia's luscious lips, he wants to kiss those sweet lips when Olivia nibbles her bottom lip and it makes him almost crazy.

Fitz leans in slow motion, while Olivia looks up. Two eyes, black as night, shine with reflected stars, full lips with a heartbeat, without any distance.

These lips meet hers and their worlds explode in splinters of melted light. Her grip tightens on his shoulders, pulling him against her, pressing against her. His hungry mouth melts into hers, the dancing crowd forgotten. The tip of his tongue touches her lips, insists, and she opens to let him into, welcomes the urgent push that sends a burning forest fire into her body.

Butterflies in their stomachs, fly away and their hearts start beating at 1000mph.

Olivia breaks the kiss, panting slightly and grazes their lips, smiling. « You're a very good kisser, Fitzgerald.. », she plays with the black tie Fitz currently wears.

« Did you think I was bad? Well, I'm flattered! But.. you'll be able to discover my qualities you don't know yet darling.. », Fitz laughs maliciously and is hungry for her that he can feel that his cock is struggling painfully against his pants.

Olivia plays with the fire and she doesn't care because this man makes her feel emotions as strong as she has ever felt with Edison.

- Show me Grant..

Fitz takes Olivia's hand, walks feeling the excitement that hits him like a hungry predator and goes to the bathroom with her. Once inside, he locked the door and turns to Olivia who nibbles her lips. Damn, what is she sexy.. He says himself.

Olivia is surprised and confused when Fitz took her to the bathroom, for a second she thought he was crazy but she understood what he wanted when she saw stormy desire in his blue eyes. She wants it too. Painfully. Lovingly. Sexually.

Olivia's lips just clash against his lips, the world around them collapses and electroshock runs so violently through their bodies screaming for thirsty desire and stormy love. Daft Punk's "Something about us" resonates softly at the bar while Fitz and Olivia kiss each other, hungry for each other.

It might not be the right time
I might not be the right one
But there's something about us I want to say
Cause there's something between us anyway

I might not be the right one
It might not be the right time
But there's something about us I've got to do
Some kind of secret I will share with you

I need you more than anything in my life
I want you more than anything in my life
I'll miss you more than anyone in my life
I love you more than anyone in my life

His body sticks to his. Olivia feels Fitz's hardened member through his pants against the lower part of his belly as his head turns. Biting, devouring his lips, she begins to grow a few grunts mixed with his breath and a few moans. Shivers roam each of their members. They embrace with rage; their two bodies desire to unite; their two hearts only want to beat at one rhythm; and their thoughts - parasites - fade away, stop firing: a total absence of reflections is imminent.

To rekindle the fire of their passion, creating sparks with each kiss, each kiss, each shudder, to burn their heart of embers, to feel it beat inside their bruised body.

Fitz suddenly pushes the young woman, who stifled an exclamation of surprise when her back hits the bathroom checkered bar wall. Then, he raises to her height without breaking their kisses while the thighs of black woman wraps themselves around the waist of her lover. She runs her fingers into his silky curls, the latter coming down her kiss on her neck and stopping at the jaw - which he doesn't know yet that it is sensitive - to hear her sighing his name again and again.

Using the wall that was used as support, the young man's hands go on Liv's soft thighs to pull up her dress and subtly remove her panties falling in the second on the ground. It is then that he goes back his kisses to her burning mouth.

The mind blurred, she doesn't need to think and is guided by her instinct when her hands release his lover's neck to go down to his belt. She doesn't hesitate to unbutton and open the zipper of his pants then drop the elastic of his underpants Calvin Klein just enough to let out Fitz's erection. He moans into her lips as she grazes his cock before putting her arms on his shoulders.

- Livvie.. Fucking..

He begins to penetrate her slowly to allow her to adapt to his length and moans when Olivia sinks along his length, he wraps his arm around her waist. Fitz places small kisses on Olivia's neck leaving red love bites and suddenly, he crushes his lips against hers, hungry of her.

At this moment, there was only the burning desire and the slight pleasure that provokes the heat of his companion as he sinks more and more. She moans, slowly losing her breath and feeling the excitement grow inside her. As upset and impatient as she is, he begins his movements of swaying, first slowly while sighing more and more with her, then - facing the pleasure that shakes him with all his being and leaves him eager for more - moving more, encouraged by this beautiful woman. Arching herself in two as she feels the first orgasm like an uncontrollable wave of pleasure that ravages everything in its path, she clings to him, begs him to go faster, crying out his name, absorbing his scent. He obeys while kissing her neck, enjoying each breath, each sensation at their apotheosis.

Olivia's nails dig into Fitz's back. She smells his scent full nose, feels her body move against his with passion and relentlessness. She didn't want it to stop.

Here, in each other's arms, pushing their bodies to their limit, they feel alive more than ever even if they come to know each other tonight.

The swaying of the musician begin to stiffen, become more abrupt. The moment approaches, the extreme happiness, the liberating summit: they were going to graze the doors of paradise together. He kisses her neck, breathless, then accelerates in a last effort the pace before uttering a deep growl just like Olivia whose body is tense under a last orgasm stronger and more intense than all the others, then he frees himself in her with a powerful moan.

Their hearts beat at an hour like a song. They exchange one last soft kiss without letting go and then rub their nose together, blowing loudly. Their skin burns and their muscles tilt when they swallow and then try to calm their pulse; the musician removes himself from her lover who smiles.

- Hi

- Hi…

They immortally fall in love with each other.

Get up, get up, get up, get up!
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up!

Oh, baby now let's get down tonight

Ooh baby, I'm hot just like an oven
I need some loving
And baby, I can't hold it much longer
It's getting stronger and stronger

And when I get that feeling
I want sexual healing
Sexual healing, oh baby
Makes me feel so fine

Helps to relieve my mind
Sexual healing baby, is good for me
Sexual healing is something that's good for me