Hello my friends! Thanks so much for reading, reviewing, following and favoriting this story, I am overwhelmed with joy. In my previous chapter I had stated that this was an AU (yes and no), well that is partially true. What I will be doing in this story is still somewhat AU but will try and bring Fringe science, etc into the mix. I was watching old episodes from season one and had an epiphany, the words just started flowing outta me, I love it when inspiration strikes. I will be using lines from those episodes. I will also be using two lines from one of my favorite movies.
This chapter will contain smut…hot, steamy, lust filled smut, so if you do not wish to read it, skip the last few pages of this chapter.
There may be a swear word or two used as well (virginal eyes should look away, now).
Lastly, I don't own Fringe; it belongs to the world and that genius J.J. Abrams & whoever came up with the word vagenda!
A/N: Italics mean inner thoughts or monologues.
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Olivia was still kissing Peter when his hands made themselves known around her waist. Breaking the kiss, Peter looked at Olivia as they both swayed to the music. Seeing the twinge of jealousy that still lingered, Olivia decided that by the end of the evening, Peter would be professing his undying love to her forever. Her plan that had started germinating in her head was just beginning to unfold.
"Everything looked amazing tonight, Peter, thank you," she said smiling at him.
"Not as amazing as you, Liv," he answered as he quickly kissed her again.
"This has been the best birthday I have ever had and I owe it all to you," she complimented batting her eyelashes at him.
"Nothing is too good for my Olivia," he countered flashing the typical Bishop smile.
"I can't believe that Lucas made it to the party, that was such a wonderful surprise," Olivia said to him, knowing that it would make his jealousy flare up again.
"Yeah, well, I knew that it would make you happy, so…" Peter begrudgingly answered her back.
"I am so happy to see Lucas again, it brings up some really great memories," she reminisced knowing that Peter knew exactly what she was talking about.
"Glad I could help you remember those great times," he snapped practically wanting to strangle Lucas right then and there.
Olivia could feel Peter tense in her arms as she danced with him. Knowing that the more jealous he got the more passionate and fierce he would be with her, the more she egged him on. She wanted to make sure that she got him to that point, just on the cusp of oblivion before she pushed him over the proverbial edge. When that push would come, well, let's just say the collision of Olivia and Peter would make Mount Pelée envious.
"Bishop, I am a little parched, mind if we dance on over to the bar and let some spirits move us?" she quipped knowing he wouldn't turn down the chance for a drink.
Nodding his head in agreement, Peter broke the dance, spun Olivia around, so he could guide her from behind to the bar for a drink. As Olivia leaned into the bar, Peter pressed himself into Olivia and nuzzled her neck as she giggled and ordered two shots of tequila. Watching as the shots were poured Olivia wiggled her ass into Peter's hips and made his breath catch in his throat, as one of his hands gripped her wrist in acknowledgement. She knew how much Peter loved her ass. Smirking to herself Olivia thought that is just a glimpse of what's to come Bishop.
Downing the tequila shots, she ordered four more, knowing full well that this was just adding fuel to the already smoldering fire that was in Peter's body. Lucas was still at the bar, drowning himself in yet another cognac, trying as he might to hatch his plan in the most covert way possible.
Making the decision to talk to Olivia alone, Lucas made his way to where the lovers were indulging in yet another round of shots. Clearing his throat loudly over the music Lucas said "Can I talk to you Olivia, alone"
"Don't you think you've talked to her enough tonight?" Peter retorted back with venom in his tone.
"Look, Bishop, Olivia and I have some past business to sort out and I would appreciate you not being a fucking prick about it," Lucas struck back with the same venomous tone.
Upon hearing that, it hit a nerve in Peter that had been staring to fester. Olivia knew it would get ugly if she didn't step in. Putting her hand on Peter's chest, to calm him down, she could feel the rage coming off of him.
"It's okay, Peter, I want to resolve this, and Lucas, if I ever you call Peter anything other than a gentleman, I may have to hurt you badly. Understood?" Olivia questioned knowing that Lucas would comply with her wish.
Smirking at the comment Peter let her go with Lucas, making him even more in love with her than he already was. Leading Lucas away from the bar towards the open back area for some privacy, Olivia was curious and a little scared about what Lucas will say.
Looking up at the stars, shivering a little in the night air, Olivia commented "Gorgeous night huh? Peter did an amazing job with the party, don't you think?"
Walking over to her, Lucas took off his jacket and put it around Olivia's bare shoulders, enveloping her in instant warmth. Leaning against the makeshift railing Lucas said "Something has shifted in you, Olivia…what happened?" his tone was questioning.
"I fell in love, Lucas, with Peter and it changed me. He made me open up my heart again, made me want to trust someone completely," she answered with so much love in her voice she almost broke down and cried.
"I screwed up with you," Lucas admitted dejectedly.
"The timing wasn't right for us," Olivia informed him.
"Yes, it was, I know it was, but I was scared," he admitted shamefully.
Olivia just stared at him silently, knowing that this conversation with Lucas is taking all the courage he has. It is not an easy task for him to admit his defeat or his vulnerability, but he needed to get this done, it would be his birthday present to Olivia.
"I think about you so often, Olivia, and I didn't call because I'm ashamed of how I treated you," Lucas confessed.
"We both screwed up Lucas, you know that we are both bad at this relationship thing. Things change, people change and luckily I changed for the better, thanks to Peter. His love has given me a strength I never knew I had, he gave me my life back. You and I…well, we may not have worked out as lovers, but I will always care about you, always have a special place for you and always be a friend to you. I hope you feel the same way?" Olivia stated to Lucas.
"Olivia, I am going to confess to you that I wanted tonight to have a different outcome for us…one that I have wanted since you left Germany. But being here and seeing you again I know that cannot happen. I see the change in you and I am bittersweet about it. Happy that you are happy, but disappointed that it is another man making you glow that way and not me. I agree with you, though. It may have been a wonderfully lusty affair for us for a few months, but once that ended, I don't think it would have lasted. You will always be in my heart, always be someone I care deeply about and you will always be a friend, my very special, kick ass, gorgeous FBI girl with a gun, friend," Lucas finally admitted to Olivia.
Looking at her friend and seeing the light in his eyes dim for her, she planted a small kiss on his cheek. Smiling at him she said "I think that is the first time I have ever heard you be so truthful about you anything, Vogel, that cognac must be some kind of truth serum," she playfully said to him.
"Dunham, I am making a pledge to be truthful to you from now on…and yes that cognac did help a little." Lucas announced willingly.
Grabbing her hand, he led her back inside, back to the awaiting arms of the man she was meant to be with. Peter watched as Lucas and Olivia re-entered the party, holding hands. Feeling the anger rise again in his body, Peter vowed to himself not to make a scene and cause Olivia embarrassment at her birthday party.
Watching as Olivia handed Lucas back his jacket and placed another kiss on his cheek, Peter began to fume; his curiosity peaked at what the conversation was between Lucas and Olivia. Spotting Olivia back in the midst of the party, Charlie headed over to her to make sure she was okay
"Liv, you alright?" Charlie asked cautiously.
"Yeah, Charlie, I am. Lucas and I had a long talk and everything is good. No worries," she said to him, hearing the concern in his voice.
"You sure?" he questioned again.
Nodding her head with a reassuring smile on her face, Charlie conceded and accepted what Olivia had said. Looking around for Peter, she found him brooding at the bar, while talking to Broyles and Nina Sharp. Sauntering over to her sexy boyfriend, Olivia wrapped an arm around his waist and leaned into him seductively. Both Broyles and Nina were a little stunned by the bold gesture of their normally reserved friend, but chocked it up to the effects of the magic of the evening.
"Olivia, I must say, you look beautiful tonight. It is nice to see you letting your inner beauty show. It is a nice change for you and one that I hope you will embrace," Nina informed her friend.
"Dunham, I hope that you have had a good time tonight, you have most certainly earned it," Broyles added in his booming voice.
"Thank you both for coming and sharing my birthday with me, it means a lot. Now if you will excuse me, I am a little tired and wish to head home," she said, as she turned to Peter for acknowledgement.
"Are you sure? We can stay longer, it's no problem," Peter queried.
"No, I'm sure," she answered him matter-of-factly.
"Okay, you are the birthday girl, your wish is my command," Peter announced to her.
I'll be commanding much more from you tonight, Bishop, just you wait! Olivia thought as a devilish smile crawled upon her lips.
"Let me just make sure that Walter is taken care of and then we can go?" he said, searching her eyes for reassurance.
Nodding her head she watched Peter walk away in the direction of his father and Astrid. Kneeling down to Astrid he asked with puppy dog eyes "Astrid, Olivia is a little tired, so I'm going to take her home. There is a limo outside to take you guys home whenever you want, okay? I owe you one."
"You owe me more than one, Peter, but that's okay, I'll just add it to the list," Astrid informed him in completely serious.
Chuckling at the fact that she was absolutely correct, he did owe her more than one, he figured it was more like owed her about a thousand. He would gladly pay whatever Astrid demanded, she was his savior when it came to his father, the only one, besides himself and Olivia that he trusted completely with Walter. Standing up, he put his hand on Walter's shoulder to distract him from the pyramid that Walter was making with his gummy bears.
"Walter, Olivia is a little tired, so I am going to take her home now. Stay as long as you want and just let Astrid know when you are ready to leave, okay?" Peter said to his father.
"Will you be spending the night with Agent Dunham, Peter?" Walter asked his handsome son.
"Yes, Walter, so don't wait up, okay?" he answered his father's question.
"Did you have any oysters, son?" Walter asked with the giddiness returning in his voice.
"Maybe, Walter, why?" he asked annoyed at the question.
"Peter, I am sure you know that oysters are an aphrodisiac and can help you be the sexual dynamo that runs in the Bishop family. Why when you mother and I conceived you it was after a night of eating oysters and…" Walter reminisced fondly.
"Okay, way too much information Walter. Thanks now I am going to have to sandblast my brain to get that image out," Peter practical yelled at his father.
Smiling to himself at the memory he conjured up, Walter went back to building his gummy bear pyramid with the hope that it will appease the gods of sweet treats.
Making his way back to his beautiful girlfriend, Peter hoped that the night could be salvaged somehow, once he got Olivia home. Stepping out into the night air, Peter wrapped his arm around her waist and slowly walked her back to the SUV. As they walked Olivia's plan was starting to become more and more a reality.
Olivia has always had a problem, she was not easily satisfied. She wanted everything and she wanted it now. It was her dissatisfaction that made her so damn good and it is what made Peter want to satisfy her until the end of time.
Getting to the car, Peter opened the passenger door and before Olivia climbed in she grabbed Peter by the collar and fiercely kissed him, almost falling backwards into the car. Obliging Olivia, he continued to kiss her for a few more seconds, sliding his hands down to her ass. Continuing until air is desperately needed, Peter broke the kiss, seeing the wanton look in her eye, he quickly ushered her into the SUV and practically sprinted to the driver's side.
Arriving at Olivia's apartment, she looked at her gorgeous man, sighed and kissed him on the cheek. Grabbing his hand, she led him back to her apartment and opened the door. Olivia entered humming to herself, throwing her purse on the nearest chair, she plopped down on the couch and sprawled out seductively.
"That was so much fun! I don't think I have ever danced or ate that much in my whole life," she chimed as she got up and made her way towards Peter who was standing looking out the window.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you," she said as she hugged him from behind and nuzzled into him. Feeling how tense he was she decided to finally ask that burning question.
"You were awfully quiet on the ride home, you want to tell me what's going on in that genius brain of yours?" she asked him knowing the answer already.
"Something has been bothering me," Peter finally said craning his neck to try and see her behind him.
"What is it?" she said releasing him as he turned to face her.
"It's Lucas," he finally confessed.
"What about him?" she innocently asked.
"I didn't like the way he was acting with you," Peter practically shouted at Olivia, "the way he was flirting with you," he shouted this time.
"That is the way Lucas is, he's always been a flirt, it's his nature. He's just an old friend, Peter. We were catching up," Olivia said in a calming tone.
"I don't care if it is 'his nature', you are MY girlfriend, not his!" he declared loudly.
A small smile started to creep on Olivia's lips. She shook her head at him and looked lovingly at the semi-red faced sexy man in front of her. Her plan was working, "Peter Bishop, are you jealous?" she teased him.
"I'm not…jealous…I'm angry, why didn't you stop him from flirting with you so blatantly in front of all of us?" Peter said trying to keep his anger in check.
"You are jealous, I can't believe it!" Olivia said in a flattered tone.
"I am not the only one that noticed, both Charlie and Astrid both asked me the same thing," he fumed.
Olivia folded her arms in front of her and said "It is none of anybody's business who I choose to talk to. If Lucas was flirting with me, I certainly didn't provoke it," she said angrily.
"You practically threw yourself at him when you saw him," Peter barked at her with fury in his tone.
"You are unbelievable! You know how I feel about you, you know how much I love you. I can't believe that you are accusing me of intentionally hurting you with Lucas," Olivia said getting angry at him.
"Livia, I am not good at this, you know that. You know that I can be very jealous when it comes to you. I have this incredible fear that I will lose you and that scares the hell out of me. I don't want to let anything or anybody take you away from me." Peter confessed.
"So you would fight for me?" Olivia asked questioningly
"I will ALWAYS fight for you," he said as he locked eyes with her.
Taking a step closer to Olivia, Peter put his hands on her arms and moved them up, past her shoulders, up her neck until they finally cupped her face. Knowing this was the only way to prove to Olivia how much he loved her and how ferociously he would fight for her, he kissed her passionately.
Olivia unfolded her arms and ran them up Peter's torso as she pulled him into her. Peter pressed himself fully into her as she wrapped her arms around him and reciprocated the same passionate kiss. Peter's tongue teased Olivia's lips and hoped that entrance would be granted soon. Opening her mouth, Olivia thrust her tongue into Peter's mouth, drawing his back with hers. He broke from the kiss, looked at her lustfully and knew what was going to happen next. As he kissed her again, Peter moved out of the living room and headed towards Olivia's bedroom, this needed to happen NOW!
As they entered her bedroom Peter practically threw Olivia on her bed, tumbling on top of her. As Olivia fumbled for his shirt, her kisses became urgent she wanted to feel his skin on hers. Peter's skillful hands managed to find the zipper of Olivia's dress and draw it down wasting no time. He grinned at the discovery that she wasn't wearing anything underneath that dress, she was completely naked, oh you naughty girl he thought. Peter stopped kissing her for a moment while he pulled her dress off as she fumbled with the buttons on his pants. She sat in front of him, naked, exposed to the core, and he loved it. Peter then got up, removed his shoes, pants and boxers in a few fluid motions. Olivia took in the delectable sight of her man naked in front of her, waiting patiently for his return.
Peter crawled up her body, slowly, starting at her feet as he kissed his way up. Her thighs were next as Peter parted them and kissed each one as his stubble sent jolts through her skin. Olivia's body was on fire, it started the moment his lips touched her skin. Peter's hands made their way to her hips and slowly turned Olivia over onto her stomach. Her ass was now facing him, that exquisite ass of hers. It is that ass that he has had his hands on before. That ass that he has seen while she's running a suspect down. That ass that drives him wild when she wears nothing but her black bikini panties.
His stubble grazed her ass and it made her giggle. It tickled her roughly, and she loved it. As he took a bite out of her ass, he moved up to the small of her back, placing a hot, steamy kiss there. He moved further up her body, planting kisses in the middle of her back and all the way up to her shoulders. Lingering at her shoulders with more kisses, Peter pressed himself on top of her body, his erection become like steel as it grazed her scrumptious ass.
Pressing her into the mattress further, Peter kissed her neck and made his way to her earlobe. Her body shivered under his kisses. Goosebumps started to form on her perfect skin as he rubbed himself further into her backside, making her gasp and grip the sheets below her. He whispered hotly into her ear "I crave you, every single inch of you," as Olivia turned her neck to see him behind her, she captured his lips in hers and groaned in pleasure as his hips pressed into her again.
Kissing him again, Olivia rolled herself back over never breaking the kiss. As Olivia lay on her back, Peter settled himself between her legs as his hard member waited for the heavenly gate to open. Olivia could feel her desire rising and she knew that Peter was at the brink, his hips kept shifting on top of her. Olivia broke the kiss and looked at him with such a mischievous look, Peter got worried.
"What?" he questioned
"I think you should slip into something more comfortable?" she said as she giggled a little and ground her hips into his.
Peter's IQ did not register her comment, the pleasure was too overwhelming. Smirking at her he asked "Oh yeah, like what?"
Olivia bit her bottom lip, as she flipped Peter onto his back. Straddling him, she answered, "Like me," as his hands made their way to her hips. As she leaned over him she kissed him passionately, her hips moved in time with her kiss. Olivia then undulated back up his body, as she positioned herself completely over him. Peter's knees bent up, supporting her back as she searched for his erect member. Finding the prize, she slowly and carefully inched it, pulsing with desire, inside her awaiting cave. Grabbing her hips in a bruising manner Peter let out a primal moan, emanating from his deepest lust. Grinding back and forth on top of him, she began to stroke his chest slowly, using her nails to lightly tickle him, driving him mad. As her hips started grinding faster, like locomotive wheels picking up speed, she moved her hands to his and slowly brought them to her breasts, as she helped him rub his palms seductively over her erect nipples. Peter kept exploring her body, arching his back to meet her motions.
Lifting her hips slightly off of him an inch, she slammed him deeper inside her again and again. Moans escaped their lips escalating in degree as their lust became insatiable. Olivia leaned over him again, she kissed him deeply, her hips still grinding and he still throbbing inside her, throwing her body into a fit of spasms.
Peter decided to now drive her crazy. Flipping her over, he repositioned himself a little as he plunged deep inside her all over again. His thrusts became deep and slow, making her body absolutely crazy. The precision and concentration of his thrusts started building faster and faster. His mouth explored hers, his tongue danced with hers hotly, her hips moved with his rocking back and forth with delightful friction sending a flash of fire shooting through their bodies.
Propping himself up on his hands, he looked down at her, with lust, wanton and so much love in his eyes she thought she would shatter right there. "Peter! Peter! Peter," she moaned as her body quaked under his. "Livia, look at me, baby, look at me," he commanded, as he cupped his hand to her cheek. His hips were now at full speed, revving up to the ultimate climax. Not taking their eyes off each other, he felt her body clench around him. Thrusting, grinding, moaning, gasping, scratching and biting, legs quivering, and as their bodies convulsed he oozed his seed inside her.
Shuddering, as he crumbled onto her trembling body Peter slowly lifted his head and gazed at her. She was in heaven, no, beyond heaven. She was in a place that she never wanted to leave, she was in his arms. Stroking her matted hair away from her forehead, he kissed it lightly.
"I didn't think it was possible for me to love you more, but your jealousy…" She whispered to him as her ran his thumb over her lips.
"I love you so much," he whispered back to her, kissing her sweetly.
Peter rolled off of her and to the side as Olivia hauled herself up his body and collapsed on his chest, taking a great big sigh of pleasure and total happiness. She loved him and he loved her. There was no doubt in her mind, he proved to her over and over how much he truly loved her. The veracity of that proof was assurance that he would fight for her, until his last breath.
"I should make you jealous more often," she giggled as she planted a deep kiss on his chest.
Laughing at her statement, he, too, breathed a deep, satisfying breath. Knowing that his jealousy could always happen again, he knew that she would never intentionally put him in that much pain again. Running his hand up and down her back, Peter knew completely what it was like to be truly, madly, deeply in love. Falling asleep in each other's arms was the best end to Olivia's birthday ever.
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Hope you enjoyed that! Two points and a naked Peter to whoever guesses the movie I used two line of dialogue from towards the end of this fic. Would love to hear from you, so please read and review.