HAPPY SCANDAL FUCKING THURSDAY! I'm back with our OTP to kick of this day of excitement for some, for others, I'm back with an update LOL. I know many of you aren't watching anymore, and some are on strike until Jake is gone and Olitz is less traumatic. Maybe I should be too, but I still can't help but get excited. Maybe I'm just a glutton for punishment. Either way my Chinese wall is up, and I'm not expecting anything at all this season. Can't be disappointed if you have no expectations, right?
Anyway, I need to make this clear as it has seemed to have caused some confusion. The scene that this story is inspired by, IS NOT in a Scandal episode. It is a deleted scene that is on the Season 3 DVD. I hope this helps the guest who had some confusion.
Liv sat in front of the fireplace completely surrounded by papers. She had spent the past two hours combing over the latest polls, while researching Governor Reston's and Fitz's debates. Although she had almost every word memorized by now, Liv wanted to take key points from each debate and begin to formulate Fitz's acceptance speech. If she was being honest with herself, a small part of her loved watching tapes between Sally and Fitz in earlier debates, as well as the debates he had encountered with Reston.
She often took note of how Fitz spoke with a rare passion and desire to better, but she couldn't help but notice he often looked unsure of his abilities in the older tapes. A smile crossed her face as she realized that the man she was in love with, could very well be the next President of the United States.
If she were being completely honest with herself, Liv loved watching Fitz's improvement in his speech delivery following her joining the campaign. It served as a huge boost to her ego as she realized the student had by far surpassed the teacher. In earlier tapes Fitz would speak of what his intentions were, but he lacked the confidence in himself to assure his audience that he could in fact perform the tasks at hand. The later tapes however, well, that was pretty much how one could tell the difference between the Fitz that once felt trapped and unloved, and the present Fitz who currently belonged to her, even if only in her heart. Realizing it was getting late, Liv looked down at her watch and realized it was almost 10 which meant-
"Didn't I say that we were taking a break this weekend?" Fitz asked as he walked in through the door adjoining their rooms.
"You did." Liv responded, yet continued reviewing the papers in hand.
"And what exactly are you doing?" Fitz asked as he stepped further into the room and removed the papers from her hand.
"I'm reviewing polls and debates." she responded with a smirk.
"Why? Why do you feel the need to defy my orders?"
Liv smiled as she collected the papers on the floor, and placed them on the table. She stood up and tucked an errant curl behind her ear. She looked Fitz up and down as she playfully nibbled on her bottom lip. "I defied nothing." Liv said as she walked towards the sofa and bent over to pick up the remote before she took a seat.
Fitz knew what she was doing. She was trying to get him riled up and damn if it wasn't working. "So, you weren't working during the weekend?" Fitz shot back as he crept closer to the sofa.
"No, I wasn't. I stopped working when you stopped working which was approximately a few minutes ago. Now that we are together, the weekend can officially begin." Liv responded with a smug grin. She knew she had him right where she wanted him.
"I missed you." Fitz said as he took in Liv completely sprawled out on the sofa.
"It's only been two hours Fitz." Liv replied as she turned on the TV and clicked to BNC.
Fitz walked over to Liv and removed the remote from her hand and turned off the TV.
"Fitz! I was watching that!" Liv exclaimed as she watched the tv screen go black.
"I don't care if it's been two hours or two days. I. missed. you." He said as he lowered himself over her on the sofa. There would be no TV tonight. Not for what he had planned. Liv's hands immediately sought out his hair as Fitz shifted his weight so he wasn't crushing her.
Liv's eyes darted between his eyes and lips as she breathily responded "I missed you too." Their eyes locked for a moment before their lips came together in the sweetest reunion either of them had ever experienced. The kiss was slow and passionate, neither wanting to rush this moment. Two days may not have been a long time for most, but when seeing one another every moment of those two days and not being able to embrace, made that time feel like an eternity.
Fitz's hand slipped under her shirt and he moaned as his fingers made contact with the warm silky flesh of her back. His free hand roamed her thigh, as one of Liv's hands began roaming his arm and back. It never ceased to amaze either of them how an act as simple as kissing, could bring so many emotions out in a person. Then again, neither had ever truly been in love until now.
Fitz's hand expertly unhooked the clasps of Liv's bra as his tongue reveled in the sweet taste of her mouth. She tasted like pina colada, and Fitz had never been happier that she had allowed him to purchase the lip gloss for him. As his hand worked its way around and sought out her breasts, Fitz groaned as there was a knock at the door.
"Ignore them, they'll go away eventually." Liv said as she began grinding her hips against his.
"Hmmm, it's room service." Fitz replied as he climbed off of Liv and made his way towards the bedroom.
Liv wasn't sure what Fitz was up to, but she couldn't wait to fins out. With a heavy sigh, she went and opened the door. She tipped the server and thanked him as he wheeled the cart into the room. She couldn't help the smile that crossed her face as she uncovered the tray and saw the strawberries and whipped cream along with the champagne on ice. She had been doing that a lot lately, smiling. Before she could call out for Fitz, she felt his arms slide around her body.
"You know, I have never smiled in my entire life, as much as I have smiled with you these past few months."
"And if I have my way, the smiles will never stop coming."
"Fitz... I... Where do you want the strawberries, governor?"
She wanted to say those three little words, lord how she wanted to say them. But Liv stopped herself as she wasn't entirely sure if now was the right time to speak her feelings. She knew how she felt, but she was unsure if Fitz felt the same way. Was this just sex to him? Was it more? How could it ever be more?
Knowing what she was about to say before she paused, Fitz kissed Liv on her neck, and moved to pour the champagne, deciding not to push the issue. He had been wanting to say those three little words as well, and he knew the moment she said them that he would say it back. Should he say it first? Would she think he was sleazy for falling in love with a woman while being married to another? What if she wasn't going to say it? What if this was just sex to her?
The way they connected was much more than sex. The way they connected was more than the coupling of two bodies. It was the merging of two souls, the binding of two hearts. It was love in it's purest, most intimate of forms. Since they couldn't say the words to one another, they'd allow their bodies to do the speaking for them.
Fitz cleared his throat and smiled as his eyes met Liv's. "Grab the strawberries and follow me." Fitz said as he picked up the champagne and flutes and made his way towards his room.
When Liv stepped through the threshold that separated the two rooms, her eyes immediately filled with tears. She looked around as the floor was littered with rose petals leading towards the fireplace. What had to have been at least a hundred candles lit the room.
Liv followed the path of rose petals and gasped as she reached her destination. On the floor in front of the fireplace were two giant throw pillows and a blanket surrounded by a heart made of rose petals. She noticed Fitz had a cd player and she could hear the faint sounds of the CD spinning, just waiting for Fitz to press play.
"Fitz..." was all she could manage as she found herself staring down at a lovers paradise.
Please that he had actually managed to render Olivia Pope speechless, Fitz set the champagne and flutes down on the table and removed the strawberries from Liv's hand, placing them on the table as well. When he realized she still hadn't spoken, Fitz walked over to the cd player and pressed play.
"Dance with me." He said as he gently took her hand and led her into the center of the heart. Liv closed her eyes and tried to hold back the tears as the song began to play.
Let me hold you tight
If only for one night
Let me keep you near
To ease away your fear
It would be so nice
If only for one night
Liv wrapped her arms around Fitz's neck as his arms slid around her waist and pulled her body flush against his. "What do you know about Luther?" She asked as she was highly impressed with his song selection.
I won't tell a soul
No one has to know
If you want to be totally discreet
I'll be at your side
If only for one night
If only for one night
"Luther is one of the greats. Music just isn't the same anymore. I miss the days of Luther, Aretha, Patty, Frankie Beverly and Maze. I wish we could go back to this time period."
Your eyes say things
I never hear from you
And my knees are shaking too
But I'm willing willing to go through
I must be crazy
Standing in this place
But I'm feeling no disgrace
For asking
Liv looked up at Fitz and smiled. This man never ceased to amaze her.
Let me hold you tight
If only for one night
Let me keep you near
To ease away your fear
It would be so nice
If only for one night
If only for one night
"You know, the ice is really bad outside. Cyrus says it looks like we'll be here all weekend." Fitz said wanting to test Liv's thoughts of spending an uninterrupted weekend with him.
I tell you what I need is
One night, one night oh
What I need is
One night, one night
Of your love, of you love, of your loving
I'm asking
"Sounds perfect." She purred as she rested her head on his chest.
Let me take you home
To keep you safe and warm
Till the early dawn
Warms up to the sun
It would be so nice
If only for one night
If only for one night
Fitz tilted Liv's chin up and pressed his lips softly against hers. The kiss was tender, and gentle as if he were afraid of breaking her.
If only for one night
If only for one night
Night, night, yeah one night
If only for one night
Liv pulled back as the song ended and shook her head as she ran her hand up and down Fitz's chest. Immediately he began racking his brain trying to figure out what he had said or done wrong.
"Kiss me Fitz..." she said in a tone that was almost begging. Fitz's lowered his head to hers and pressed his lips against hers once again. Once again she broke the kiss. This time when she looked into his eyes, Fitz saw a mixture of pain, need, and desire inside.
"No, I want you to kiss me as if this were the last time." She said as a lone tear rolled down her cheek. Suddenly it hit him. Election was only a few days away, and Liv was preparing herself for the end of their romance. He wasn't letting her go. He needed her and tonight, he would show her just how much. Fitz reached up and wiped away her tear before cupping her face in his hands.
He brought his mouth so close she could feel his breath on her lips. He stared into her eyes as his tongue darted out and swept across her lips. When she gasped from the sensation, Fitz pulled her close to him and snaked his tongue into her mouth. What began as a slow and sensual kiss, quickly grew in urgency. Liv's hands slid into Fitz's hair and she tugged harder than she intended to, as Fitz was sucking the life out of her body. She pulled away gasping as she was reminded her lungs simply needed oxygen.
Both of their breathing was labored as they stared into each others eyes with the intensity of a thousand suns. Fitz took Liv's hand in his and lowered them to the floor without ever breaking eye contact. He handed her her glass of champagne, then reached over and grabbed a strawberry out of the bowl.
"Take a sip." Fitz said as he made sure he had an acceptable amount of whipped cream. When he was happy with the giant glob, he took the berry and traced over Liv's lips. He smiled as he placed the strawberry into his mouth and reunited their lips oncce again. The combination of the champagne, strawberry, and whipped cream was amazing as they sucked and nibbled on the others lip. This time it was Fitz who broke the kiss first.
No words were spoken as they spent a few more moments feeding each other strawberries and sipping champagne. They decided enough was enough as neither could fight the sexual tension any longer. Liv cupped Fitz's face in her hands and kissed a bit of whipped cream off of his nose. As her eyes locked back onto his, Liv felt her arousal increasing as she saw the love and tenderness in his eyes.
"Make love to me, Fitz"
Fitz watched the rising and falling of Liv's chest as he reached behind her and released her hair from the single clip that was holding it in place. He bit his bottom lip as he watched Liv's hair fall from it's restraint and cascade down her back.
He watched attentively as he slowly lifted her shirt over her head, and slid her pants and panties down her legs. She was without a doubt the most beautiful being he had ever laid eyes on. Without uttering a single word, Fitz laid Liv down and positioned himself over her.
He drew her earlobe into his mouth, and felt himself hardening even more as she moaned when he took the sensitive flesh between his teeth. "You are so beautiful." he whispered into her ear as his teeth released their hold. When she shook her head "no", Fitz began placing open mouth kisses down her neck and across her throat, before taking her other ear into his mouth. "I am going to show you just how beautiful you truly are."
Fitz sat up and reached for the strawberries and whipped cream. Using a berry as a brush, Fitz painted the most intimate areas of Liv's canvas. When he had finished with his work of art, Fitz held the berry to Liv's lips, and moaned as her teeth sank into the flesh of the fruit.
Liv felt the need rising in her body as she chewed the fruit, and could taste traces of herself on it. Fitz's words from earlier in the day came back to her mind and she moaned as he was definitely a man of his word.
"Do you taste how sweet you are?" He asked as he began kissing a trial between the valley between her breasts. She sucked in a sharp breath and her back arched as his tongue expertly glided around the curvature of each breast, taking the obscene amount of whipped cream with him. He looked up to see Liv watching him with her bottom lip heavily guarded between her teeth and decided this wouldn't do. Wanting to hear her moans and cries of ecstasy, Fitz slowly drew one of her hardened nipples into his mouth. His tongue ran torturously slow around the hardened bud, cleaning all of the whipped cream off of her breast. He began to suck harder until she gasped in pleasure.
"Fitz... Please." she begged as he moved to the other side and repeated his actions.
Liv's head was swimming, the room was spinning, and she felt as if her body was perched on heaven's finest cloud as she felt the warm mist of his breath against her skin. Her body was suddenly attuned to everything around her. The crackling of the fire seemed sharper and the glowing of the candles seemed brighter. Liv shivered in his arms when she heard the howling of the wind whipping outside of the window. You know the kind of wind that just sounds cold? Feeling her body trembling beneath him, Fitz began trailing open mouthed kisses down her body.
"Do you want to take this into the bedroom?" He asked as he paused just before getting to work.
"No, don't stop." she pleaded as that was all she could get out in the moment.
The next few minutes were a blur of moans, squeals and mumbled obscenities as Fitz buried his head between her thighs and began feasting like a man starved, and she was the end to his fast. Liv clenched onto the blanket as Fitz's tongue worked every inch of her from her core to her aching bundle of nerves. When his tongue brushed over the sensitive nub, he was amazed as how close she was. Wanting to hear her scream, he drew the nub into his mouth and sucked on it hard. The sounds bouncing off the walls as he slid two fingers into her slick core would surely have the staffers talking in the morning. He didn't care. Hearing her cries of pleasure as she thrashed about against his mouth and exploded into a million pieces. He greedily lapped up the rewards of his handy work, only stopping when Liv's body slumped underneath him.
Liv slowly opened her eyes as she felt her soul returning to her. She had never been made love to like this. Sure her ex-fiance Edison was an adequate lover, but he had never had her climbing the walls and screaming to God for mercy the way Fitz did. As she slowly opened her eyes, Liv felt her second wind washing over her as she took in Fitz's face which was drenched in her essence.
Not able to stand being away from him any longer, Liv pulled Fitz up so he was hovering over her, and claimed his mouth with her own. As her hands tangled into his hair, Liv felt herself becoming frustrated as she realized he was still fully clothed. She began tearing away at his clothing, needing to feel his flesh against hers. Before she knew it Fitz was completely naked and they hadn't once broken their kiss. With two hands full of hair, Liv pulled Fitz away from her and hungrily stared into his eyes.
"Don't go easy on me." She said as he looked down at her with equal intensity.
The two of them thought they would die from the feeling of their bodies joining together. Liv wasn't sure how Fitz managed to fill her like no other man had, and Fitz was in awe of how tightly she was clenching his erection. He knew he was well endowed, but he had never filled a woman the way he filled her.
His thrusts were slow, tempered at first, making sure he didn't finish too quickly. Once their bodies had adjusted to the feeling of becoming one, his thrusts picked up in speed.
Even with their bodies joined, it still wasn't enough. "Harder... Fitz... Deeper." Liv panted as she needed to feel more of him in this moment. Her whimpers of frustration as he pulled out, were quickly followed by moans of anticipation as Fitz flipped her onto her stomach.
"Face down, ass up." Fitz ordered as he watched an excited Liv squirming in anticipation. She had barely had a chance to position herself on her knees and rest her head on the pillow before he had entered her once again.
Fitz's fingers dug into the flesh of her hips as he resumed his thrusts. As he propped himself up on one knee, Fitz almost lost it as he looked down and saw Liv's face twisted in pleasure. But this wasn't just any look. He knew that look, and he knew what she wanted. And there was no way he was going to deny her.
Without warning Fitz's hand landed hard against Liv's ass causing her to yelp in surprise, then moan as he massaged what she was sure to be a giant red hand print. The fact that she never had to tell him what she needed only served to turn her on even more. With a streak of boldness coursing through her Liv looked into Fitz's eyes. "Again" she said before tugging her lower lip between her teeth. Fitz, always wanting to give Liv what she needed, was more than willing to oblige.
The grunts and moans that were escaping Liv's mouth were definitely much louder than they should have been. Knowing he needed to quiet his much enjoyed ego boost, Fitz grabbed a handful of Liv's hair and slid his arm around her waist before bringing her back flush against his chest.
Liv felt herself coming undone as one of Fitz's hands cupped her throat, as the other sought out her bundle of nerves once more. His mouth sought out the tender spot just below her ear, which to Fitz's delight, was her undoing. He shifted his hand that was positioned around her throat slightly, causing her to turn towards him. His mouth covered hers just as she let out a gut-wrenching scream as her climax ripped through her. The tightening of Liv's walls around him was too much for Fitz to withstand any longer. With one final thrust, he reached his peak, coating her walls with his seed. Both of their bodies spent, they collapsed to the floor, Fitz resting heavily over Liv.
After a few moments, Fitz lifted his head and began placing kisses on Liv's back. "Unless you're ready for round two, I suggest you stop doing that." He said in regard to the way she was deliberately contracting her walls around what was now a newly forming erection.
"And if I'm ready for round two?" Liv asked with challenge in her voice.
"Then I say let's at least take this party to the next step of the evening."
Ignoring Fitz's suggestion, Liv continued contracting her walls around him and before she knew it, round two was underway.
After another forty five minutes of earth shattering sex, Fitz finally stood, albeit in wobbly legs, and made his way into the bathroom. Liv wrapped the blanket around herself and walked to the window to view the storm.
The sky was cast a ominous shade of grey which brightened the night sky. The sleet that was falling looked more like snow, and streets that were normally black, were now all painted white with ice and possibly snow.
"Our bath awaits my love." Fitz called out as he propped himself against the bathroom's doorframe. Liv smiled as she turned to him and joined him in the door way.
When they entered the bathroom, Liv was surprised to see a similar layout to the one they had seen earlier when she first entered the room. A trail of rose petals led the way to the very impressive bubble bath. Candles were lit everywhere, and rose petals clung to the mountain of bubbles as well. Fitz left the bathroom for a brief moment, but returned shortly after with their flutes and the bottle of champagne. He set them down on the edge of the tub before stepping in, and helping Liv in as well.
Liv's back rested comfortably against Fitz's chest, and they both welcomed the steaming water as it caressed their skin. Fitz began to slowly wash Liv's body as she slumped further into him and began sipping on her champagne. She had never had a man be so attentive to her, especial after sex, and she knew it would take more time to get used to.
"So, I was thinking. If I win this election on Tuesday, I want you to come to the White House with me. I want you to stay with the administration as communications director."
"Fitz... Do you think that's wise? I mean considering..."
"If the people of this great nation trust me to oversee the governing and legislature of all 50 states day in and day out, choose when or if our nation should go to war, present bills that will enable this nation to thrive, I think I can be trusted to choose who I want as my communications liason." When Liv seemed to be thinking about this longer than Fitz had anticipated, Fitz decided to continue. "Livvie, I'm not sure what you consider us to be, but I know that I can't let you go. Whether I'm in the White House or not, I need you by my side. I want you by my side. I demand, to have you by my side."
Liv turned around so she was facing Fitz and cupped his face in her hands. She looked into his eyes and simply nodded as her lips came crashing down on his. As Fitz moved forward in the tub, Liv wrapped her legs around his waist and that was how round three began.
When the two of them were finally able to rip their bodies apart, Fitz stepped out of the tub and turned on tee shower. They took their time and washed one another, careful of the others heightened sensitivity. When they finally made it back to the room, Fitz pulled back the covers and helped Liv into bed before climbing in behind her. With his arm wrapped around her waist and his head buried in her neck, the two of them lay in silence for what seemed like forever.
"You know, it's officially Halloween." Fitz said as he ran his hand along Liv's thigh.
"Hmm, so I'm guessing that means I'll be dressing up to go trick or treating tonight?"
"The only trick or treating you will be doing will be in this room. I've got plenty of tricks and treats hidden around here."
"Sir yes sir!" Liv replied, giving Fitz a soldiers salute.
The spent the rest of the evening talking and enjoying one another's company. Many of their talks turned into rounds of love making until both were spent beyond return. As they lay together now, their sated bodies a mass of tangled limbs on the bed, neither could help but think of what tomorrow would hold in store. It looked like they'd be stuck in Houston for yet another day, and as they both drifted off to sleep, the same thought crossed their minds.
God bless ice storms.
Ok, so I'm not sure if there will be one or two more chapters and then an epilogue after this update. I guess it depends on how detailed Halloween turns out to be. This story has honestly turned out to be much more than I expected. I originally planned for a one shot but considering the timeframe I chose, I quickly realized a quickie wouldn't do this memory justice. So I hope I'm making Houston deliver the way Liv claims it did. Either way, leave me your thoughts and I'll see you all soon.
P.S. The song used in this chapter isb"If Only For One Night" Luther Vandross
