AN: Just a few housekeeping things…

I DON'T own scandal or anything related to it….*wishful thinking*

This story is rated "M" for language and sexual references…do discretion IS ADVISED!

Sorry I have been MIA for a while. Happy New Year to everyone!

Happy Reading!

XOXO

WSD

CH 9

The drive to Stephen's private estate was filled with silence. Not the overly dramatic and awkward silence, but comfortable and soothing silence. Both Fitz and Liv were both relaxing in each other's company. It seemed as if they couldn't quit touching each other. Their fingers stayed interlaced and resting over the gearshift of Fitz's Lexus SUV as he maneuvered the vehicle meticulously through dangerous hills and roads.

When the vehicle finally came to a stop, Fitz parked and sat silently as Liv observed her surroundings. The rustic style home was well lit with it being close to sunset. It was like something out of a catalog. The chimney above the home puffed out circular rings of smoke and the brick home had a warm feeling to it. Liv turned back to him and smiled.

"This is…beautiful, Fitz. Whose home is this?" she inquired as she unbuckled her seatbelt. Fitz did the same as he smirked and kissed her cheek before exiting the vehicle and assisting her in getting out.

"It belongs to a good friend of mine. I asked for permission to use it since I know you came here for solitude and whisking you off to a private island is kind of out of the question." Fitz finished with his boyish grin plastered on his face.

Olivia couldn't help but chuckle at him. He seemed so excited and it was contagious. As the couple made their way up the stairs, she noticed a porch swing and several chairs. Upon entry to the home, the smell of lavender filled her nose. She took a deep breath and looked around as she followed Fitz to a bedroom where he deposited their belongings. Once she was done taking in the small but spacious home, she stepped into his personal space and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. Fitz felt things about to get out of control, and as much as he missed her in his arms and being connected with her physically, he had to maintain his composure.

Breaking the kiss, Fitz rested his forehead on hers, getting a glimpse at her swollen lips as she licked and then bit them.

"What's the matter Grant? See something you like?" She teased.

Fitz took a deep breath and smiled at her. "Actually, I love everything there is about you."

THAT made her tense up a bit and it didn't go unnoticed by him.

"BUT…"Fitz tried to save the moment…. "I was actually going to make sure and feed you before I ravish your body for the night."

Liv relaxed again, trying to push the "L" word from her vocabulary. "Hmmmm…Can I cook for you?"

"You don't have to, Livvie. This was my idea and-" Liv cut him off with another sweet kiss on the lips and Fitz had to shove one hand in his pocket as the other circled around her body again, pulling her flush against him for the second time in the last 2 minutes.

"I want to." She finished for him. Grabbing her hand, Fitz led Liv into the large kitchen and stopped her in front of the stove. He fished in the cabinets for wine glasses and disappeared down some stairs and into a cellar only to return with a pretty expensive bottle of red wine. Liv was rummaging through the refrigerator when he returned and peeked around the stainless steel door at him with an eyebrow raised.

"So how much research did you do to find out that that's one of my favorite brands?" she questioned through giggles.

Fitz shot her another 100 watt smile and started to pour the glasses.

"So…I was thinking…" Liv started between sips.

Fitz was all ears as he watched her savoring the flavor of the wine. He silently asked God for strength because everytime she licked her lips….

"Earth to Fitz?" She joked when she noticed him staring at her mouth.

"Um. Sorry, what?" He asked as his cheeks and ears flushed red.

Liv laughed and continued.

"I was thinking, if it's ok with you, that I make you something special. My mom taught me to cook, but my dad was from Alabama and he taught me a few tricks of his own." She finished with a smile on her face.

Fitz smiled and agreed to the meal.

Over the next hour or so, Fitz sat atop a stool in the kitchen as he watched this beautiful angel go to work on the food. She found pork chops in freezer and decided to fry them up, using season salt, accent, and black pepper (just as her father had taught her). Upon searching through the cabinets, she located pasta and decided to make some macaroni and cheese as well. Fitz earned himself a light smack on the arm when he laughed and questioned her using spaghetti noodles for mac and cheese.

"Sit back and relax baby. I promise when you wrap your lips around this, you won't ever want it any othe way again." She said as her hand rubbed the area she smacked and her lips ghosted over his.

Fitz let out something that sounded like a growl and Liv laughed at him as she went back to work. The meal was almost complete as they continued conversation about life in general.

When she sent him to wash his hands, Fitz did as he was instructed and returned only to find not only the entire table set and ready for dinner, but her entire dinner spread in front of him, complete with candles and refilled wine glasses. The entire meal looked like something out of a southern comfort catalog. Green beans and potatoes, Boiled carrots, fried pork chops, corn bread, and sweet potato pie was all laid across the table and Fitz felt his mouth begin to water. He glanced over at Liv, who was placing the last dish on the table.

"How on earth did you get all this in place that quickly, Livvie?" he asked as he moved to hold out her chair for her.

"Now, now, a magician must NEVER reveal her secrets." She joked.

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Before this moment, if someone asked Fitz how close he had ever gotten to heaven, he would probably have answered with something pertaining to orgasming with Olivia in his arms. NOW, Fitz was certain he had died and it was only a matter of time before he saw the pearly gates.

"MMMMMMMM…Oh, my GOSH. Olivia, this is…." Fitz tried to compliment her on her cooking skills but he couldn't find the words in between shoving food in his mouth and swallowing the last little bit he had already in there. Fitz wasn't a health nut, but he was guilty of eating pretty "clean". Every dish on the table in front of him broke his normal diet. Liv just smirked to herself as she took a bite of her food.

"Well, they say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, right?" she laughed as Fitz moaned, showing his appreciation for the food in such a dramatic way.

After all the food was devoured, Fitz and Liv both sat with their bellies full. The conversation was in full swing and Liv was doubled over in laughter when Fitz stood and unbutton his pants to start to clear the table. Still joking together, the couple did the dishes in laughter and fun, including Liv making Fitz a mustache made of bubbles and Fitz splashing her with the soapy suds.

Once the entire area was cleaned up, the couple decided to retire by the fireplace. Fitz went and found blankets and wine and Liv got comfortable while he fixed everything. Changing into a pair leggings and one of Fitz's Navy T-shirts (which she brought along with her from home), Liv couldn't help but wonder how life would feel if this were an everyday occurrence. She could totally see herself being with him every night, winding down and loving every minute of it. They moved and acted so fluidly with each other now and a small part of her began to feel sad about having to leave him again. She quickly suppressed those feelings when she turned to leave the room and was stopped with the sight of Fitz standing in the doorway slipping off his shirt. He kept his Tshirt on and moved to put on a pair of pajama pants. Liv tried to skirt past him before he could tell that she was checking him out, but of course, he saw her biting her lip yet again.

She was almost in the clear and out into the hallway when she felt her body being lifted and tossed around, only to find her new line of vision was Fitz's ass.

"FITZ! What the hell!?" she exclaimed through laughter.

Laughing along with her, he swatted her bottom and continued to carry her in the fireman style.

"You better not fart!" she exclaimed, which made Fitz nearly drop her as he roared with laughter. He fell against the wall of the hallway as liv smacked his ass as well. This was one of the things he loved about her. They could talk like the adults they were and joke like they had known each other for years. It made his heart soar and once he finally deposited her on the blanket, his heart tried to burst.

Glancing down at her, she was absolutely a vision. He wearing his T-shirt was the sexiest thing to him and her leggings and messy bun hair showed him that she was just as comfortable with him as he was with her. He continued to stare at her as if she were a 7 legged unicorn and Liv finally spoke up.

"What?" she asked shyly.

"Nothing…you're just…Perfect." He said breathlessly.

Giggling, Liv moved to sit up and pat the space beside her.

"You are so silly. Down boy….please?" she asked sweetly.

After a while, the only sounds that could be heard were the cackling of the fireplace. Both Fitz and Liv were out like lights. Liv's comfort food did the trick and the couple both found themselves wrapped up and warm beside the fire and comatose within minutes. After a while, Liv woke up to find the fire had died down a bit. She went to move her legs and noticed that they were entangled with his. Moving to glance up at him, she was in awe at the beautiful man laying with her. His adam's apple bobbled ever so slightly as he snored lightly, his lips barely apart. His curls were all over his head, disheveled looking, and his arms were still locked tightly around her.

HE was the perfect one.

Liv tilted her head up slightly to graze her lips across his throat, adding a little tongue as she traced the veins there. She took a deep breath when he stirred slightly, feeling her lower body come to life instantly. His smell was so uniquely Fitz and she couldn't think of anything to compare it to. She added her fingers to the act, moving them to run through his curls and he stirred a bit more, this time waking slightly then dozing right back off to sleep.

Liv was about to give up and settle for his embrace when he surprised her, moving her up to be face to face with him and locking his lips around hers. The entire movement scared her, but his lips calmed her back down as they did a dance with hers. The couple continued to kiss, facing each other on the blanket as the kiss turned into a horny teenage couple act. Hands were roaming and the moment started to heat up. Fitz lifted Olivia to sit on his lap. She broke the kiss, lifted her shirt over her head, and watched his eyes roam her braless chest. His gaze made her feel like the perfectly made woman he called her and that was everything to her.

"So beautiful." He whispered hoarsely as he sat up and attached his mouth to her left nipple, then the right, sharing the attention equally between them. Liv's moans grew as Fitz moved her to lay beneath him, continuing his assault on her chest. Any other time she would have stopped him for fear of a hickey with her costumes for performances showing different part of her anatomy, but she absolutely couldn't help herself.

Fitz undressed her in record time, kissing and suckling every inch of skin he came in contact with. Liv inwardly hoped she would get to feel him make love to her instead of fucking her rough from now on, and as if he could read her thoughts, Fitz eased her fears.

Leaning back over her, he kissed her neck and ears as he whispered, "don't worry, baby. I am going to worship your body until sunrise but right now…" he paused as she ran her nails through his hair and over his scalp… "right now, I need to feel you. Can I feel you, Livvie?" he growled low in her ear.

All she could do was nod and coo him back, kissing his neck in the exact same fashion and before she could even figure out when he had gotten naked, Fitz slid his manhood within her. Goosebumps formed on her body as Fitz pistoned into her, effectively making her cum within a few minutes.

He moved to sit up, pulling her with him and pretty soon they were now in the Lotus positon. Liv could feel the head of his now slick penis teasing her entrance and in one motion, Fitz pulled her to connect with him again, making her cry out loud in pleasure and instantly sending tears to her eyes. Fitz stilled, his own head buried within her neck as both of them had to adjust to this level of pleasure.

"Fitz….oh…."

"Fuck…Liv, FUCK…" the two moaned at the same time.

After a few moments, Fitz resumed his duties of kissing and sucking her upper body as he palmed her ass, moving her back and forth on his erection. Sweat was the only thing separating their now overheated bodies and the sound of skin slapping was loud throughout the room. Pretty soon, Liv could feel her own orgasm building again and her body got excited. She stilled his movements and started to rotate her hips as he resumed pulling her onto his penis. The pleasure was so good, Fitz could feel his own toes curl as his balls started to tingle. He looked down between their bodies and saw that Liv was riding him like a stallion. When he looked back up into her eyes, he it.

Love.

He saw the exact same thing he felt and when they locked eyes, they could both see it. The pleasure was almost at it's peak and Liv started to see stars and Fitz kept tapping her GSpot over and over again. Her head involuntarily fell backward, separate pieces of hair escaping her messy bun and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Fitz moved to keep her head upright, holding her neck from behind.

"Look at me when you cum, Sweet baby. Look right at me….cause you are cumming just for me."

Liv opened her eyes and after about 2 more minutes heavy thrusts and grunts, both she and Fitz shot straight to the moon, Liv's body violently shaking in his arms and every muscle tightening up in Fitz's body as their orgasms rocked their bodies together. Both kept their eyes on the other, both seeing stars, both going to a different dimension.

Fitz locked his arms around her and fell backward with her still on top of him. Careful to not let his penis come out, Liv moved to lay her head on his chest they kissed for what seemed like hours. Fitz was staring directly into her eyes and he absolutely couldn't hold it any longer.

"Livvie…."

She shocked him to pieces at her next statement.

"I know, Fitz. I love you too."

Fitz felt his heart swell ALONG with his penis, still inside her, and he flipped them both over so that he was nestled inside of her legs.

"Livvie. My God, Livvie, whatever I did to deserve you, I promise I'm never letting you go. I love you too baby. So much." Fitz was growing emotional with his words as he stared into her eyes, which were full of tears as well. They moved to kiss each other at the same time, and Fitz kept his promise about making love to her and worshipping her body throughout the rest of the night.

AN: ok, so there you have it! I miss OLITZ so much….although the show made me feel some typa way….I AM also WELL AWARE that it's really early for them to be making these type of CONFESSIONS To each other. (the L Word) relax. It's my story and I love them this way. This Olitz is gonna live a little…remember, it's about Liv figuring out WHAT SHE DESERVES! As far as the cooking, yeah, I live in Alabama and this is how we were taught in my family. Don't knock it til you try it…comfort food is EVERY food…haha! I could have gone into detail, but is it bad that I was getting hungry typing this out? HAHA….

Sorry for such a long time between posts. I hope everyone is doing ok. Once again, Happy NEW YEAR! (I don't believe in new year's resolutions, but if I had to make one, it would be to update more!) I love you all so much and thank you for your support. Don't forget to leave me reviews…they fuel my thoughts for more updates. I wanted to write so much more…but blame my part time job, which calls my name 8AM sharp in the morning!

Happy Reading!

XOXO