Head Games
"This sunrise is beautiful," Fitz spoke against Olivia's neck as his grip around her waist tightened.
"It...is," Olivia breathed out.
Olivia bit down on her lip to stop the moan that threatened to come out. She was sitting on Fitz's lap as he thrust into her at an incredibly slow pace.
"I have never seen the sunrise like this before," Fitz said.
Olivia tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled it causing him to look at her.
"Can you please stop talking about the fucking sunrise?"
"It just so beau-"
Olivia kissed Fitz to silence him. They shared a long passionate kiss with both of their tongues fighting for dominance. Olivia sucked Fitz bottom lip into her mouth and bit it before pulling away slightly.
"Shut up and fuck me."
"You're such a bad girl and very impatient," Fitz continued to control the movement of Olivia's hips as he moved her up and down slowly into his thrust. "But I love it when you get like this."
Without warning, Fitz slammed Olivia down onto his erection causing her to scream out. He kissed her, swallowing her moans. Fitz on firmly to Olivia's hips as he thrust in and out of her going faster and faster. Olivia's cries were swallowed as Fitz sucked her full lips into his mouth. He bit her bottom lip and then ran his tongue across it to soothe the sting. Olivia broke the kiss, attempting to catch her breath as a mixture of loud moans and curse words escaped her.
"You have to be quiet or you're going to wake the neighbors," Fitz teased.
"I don't…shiiiit…fuck…them," Olivia dropped her head onto Fitz shoulder.
Fitz slowed his pace, giving her long deep strokes as his hand slipped into the space between them. He began rubbing slow circles on her clit.
"Oh fuck…God, yes!" Olivia breathed against his neck, "Please, baby…don't…stop. Please don't stop!"
"I wouldn't dream of it," Fitz began moving his finger faster on her clit.
Olivia's toes curled and her hand went straight to his curls as she felt the first wave of her orgasm hit her. Fitz held onto her tightly as he thrust into her faster and harder will still massaging her clit. Olivia closed her eyes tightly and moaned his name. She placed open mouth kisses from his shoulder to his ear before taking the earlobe into her mouth.
"I love you," she whispered in his ear, "so much."
Her words are what sent him over the edge. With a curse and a moan of her name, he released himself inside of her.
They stayed in their embrace for long moments trying to catch their breath. After a long while, with them actually watching the sunrise this time, they finally decided to get up. They cleaned up their mess on the rooftop and made their way down to her apartment.
Once in her apartment, Fitz went to take a shower while Olivia loaded the dishwasher. After she was finished, she grabbed her phone and made a call.
"What."
"Well, hello to you too," Olivia said.
"I'm sorry," Nina said, "What is it?"
"I was calling because I need you to sit in on a meeting for me today."
"Olivia," Nina groaned.
Olivia was about to say something but gasped instead when she felt an arm wrap around her waist.
"What's wrong?" Nina asked.
"Nothing."
"So why can't you go to this meeting?"
Fitz slid his hand down her thigh and began to pull her dress up. Olivia turned to look at him. He gave her an innocent smile.
"I'm not feeling too well," Olivia lied.
"What's wrong?"
Fitz dipped a finger into her center and moved it in and out of her slowly. Olivia tried to move away but he held her tighter while adding another finger.
"I think it was something that I ate," Olivia spoke with a shaky voice.
"Oh, girl, you sound awful."
"I knooow," Olivia tried hard not to let a moan escape her lips.
"I think you are faking because you were just sounding fine a minute ago," Nina said.
"Shit," Olivia mumbled.
"What?"
Fitz had three fingers twisting inside of her and was now rubbing slow circles on her clit. Olivia's head fell forward onto the counter and she bit her lip to stifle a moan.
"Olivia?"
"Yes," Olivia spoke lowly as a moan escaped her lips.
"Are you-"
"I'm not feeling…oh, God…"
"You are! You nasty ass-"
"Nina, I have to hang up," Olivia voice was shaky, her orgasm coming.
"Bitch, you-"
Olivia pulled the phone away from her ear and hung up.
"Oh, God…I hate you," Olivia moaned.
"No you don't," Fitz leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Judging by how wet you are, I would say that you love me a whole lot."
Fitz felt her center began to grip him.
"Fuck Fitz!"
Olivia's legs shook and she screamed his name. Fitz held her tightly, massaging her through her orgasm. After her breathing returned to normal, Olivia turned her head to look at him.
"You do know that I am never going to live this down."
Fitz leaned down and kissed her lips, "You'll be fine."
Olivia turned to face him.
"I thought you were getting in the shower."
"I was but I wanted you to join me. When I came in and saw you leaned over the counter, I couldn't help myself," Fitz put the fingers that were just inside of her up to his lips and sucked them into his mouth. He hummed in delight at her taste.
Olivia kissed him. She slid her tongue across his lip waiting for access. Fitz opened his mouth and slipped his tongue into Olivia's. As they kissed, Olivia shifted them so that Fitz was now standing against the counter. She started to massage him through his shorts. Fitz moaned in her mouth. He broke the kiss when he felt her hand grip him.
"Livvie," Fitz groaned.
"Yes?"
Olivia was sucking on his neck and moving her hand up and down his now erect penis. Fitz didn't say anything, he moaned and started thrusting into her tight grip. Olivia graved her teeth from his throat to his ear.
"I want you in my mouth," Olivia bit his ear, "Can I please-"
"Yes," Fitz said quickly cutting her off.
Olivia smiled against his neck. His eagerness excited her. He had brought her to multiple orgasms from just this morning alone so she was happy for the chance to return the favor.
Olivia kissed a trail from his neck to his stomach and knelt down in front of him, taking his pants with her. She gripped his penis and ran her hand up and down as she placed a kisses on the tip. Her kisses turned into licks as she swirled her tongue around his tip and then down his length. She licked down on one side and then up the other before placing him into her mouth.
"Shit," Fitz closed his eyes.
The warmth of her mouth was a welcomed comfort. Olivia moved her mouth down, taking as much of him in as possible. She held him in her mouth for a few seconds before she started to move. Olivia's mouth and hands worked together. She twirled her tongue around him, leaving no part of him untouched. When she released him from her mouth, her hand jerked him off as her mouth sucked his balls.
"Oh, God…fuck, Liv…shit!"
Fitz didn't recognize his own voice. He had never in his life experienced anything like what he was feeling now. Fitz heard his name faintly. He slowly opened his eyes and looked down at her. She was looking up at him with hooded eyes. Fitz gripped the edge of the counter for support because he felt his legs getting weak.
Olivia grazed her teeth lightly from the base to the tip, taking him in her mouth fully again.
"I'm close," Fitz thrust into her mouth.
Olivia massaged his balls, bring him over the edge. Fitz body stilled and exploded in her mouth moaning her name repeatedly.
Later that day, Fitz and Olivia were sitting in her living room trying to find something to watch on television. She was going through different movie descriptions trying to find something that they would both be interest in.
Fitz was enjoying his personal day with Olivia. They spent the entire day having sex, eating, and just being them. They talked and cuddled and just enjoyed each other's company. It was the best day that Fitz had had in a long time. It was stress free and much needed.
"Do you want kids?"
"What?" Olivia looked at Fitz.
Seeing the look on her face, Fitz slightly regretted asking her but it had been on his mind as he watched her reading the movie descriptions. He had studied her face, every movement. The serious, yet warm look that her face held. Fitz started thinking about how beautiful a child with her features would be. The question was on his mind so he just asked.
"Do you want kids?" Olivia looked at him as if he had grown a second head. Fitz chuckled at her expression. "I have always been curious. We've never talked about it so I figured I would ask."
"Fitzgerald Grant, are you trying to impregnate me?"
"Maybe." Olivia gave him a look that was hard to read. "I mean, that's the plan one day, right?" Olivia continued to stare at him with an unreadable expression. "Can you not look at me like that?"
Olivia looked back at the television. After a few seconds, she spoke.
"There probably was a point in time that I wanted kids but I am not really a kid person," she looked at him, "I would probably screw a kid up."
"Why do you think that?"
"I can be a tad bit emotionally distant. I'm a workaholic who likes my space and free time," she shrugged, "Kids require a lot that I am not sure that I could give them. I would hate to bring a child into this world and fail them."
"I think you would make a great mother."
"Why?"
"You may be at times emotionally distant but you care about people and their feelings. You may not love easily but when you do, you love hard. I think those are key ingredients for being a great parent. All you need is care and love and the rest will come with time and experience."
Olivia nodded.
"I appreciate your confidence in my abilities."
"But?"
"There is no but," Olivia said, "If it happens one day, I'll have a kid, if not then I won't."
She gave her attention back to the television hoping this would end the discussion. At the present time she didn't want to talk or think about having children. Olivia liked her life perfectly the way that it was now and the way she saw it, there was no need to mess with perfection.
Olivia continued to go through channels until she found of movie. They fell into a comfortable silence as they watched the movie. The two made small talk every now and then but for the most part they just continued to enjoy just being together.
The next day, Olivia went to work early. She wanted to catch up on all the work that she missed in her absence. She had been deep in work for three hours going over pitches, editing reports, and making calls when there was a knock on her door. She looked up just in time to see her assistant Zoe peeked her head into the door.
"Olivia, your sister Camille is here."
Olivia knew that the confusion must have registered on her face. She hadn't seen her sister in almost two years, so her visit was more than a surprise.
"Send her in," Olivia stood as Zoe opened the door and took a step back.
A few seconds past and then in walked her younger sister. Zoe shut the door behind her and the two sisters just stood there for a long moment staring at each other without saying anything.
Olivia was the first to break the silence.
"Hey!"
Olivia started to walk towards her but Camille held her hand up and took a step back.
"Can we just skip the whole you pretending to be happy to see me thing? It is kind of weird."
Olivia gave her sister a weak smile and took her seat behind her desk.
"What brings you here today?"
Camille looked down at the ground and paused for a long moment before meeting Olivia's waiting gaze.
"I'm here because clearly, I love punishing myself," she sighed.
"Camille…"
"I'm getting married, Olivia…"
"That's great. Congratulations."
A long moment passed as silence fell between the two sisters.
"Really?" Camille rolled her eyes, "Goodbye Olivia."
Camille turned on her heels and had her hand on the door knob when Olivia spoke.
"Camille, what do you want from me?"
"I want you to be my sister!" She spun around with tears in her eyes, "I want you to actually be happy that I am getting married. I want you to hug me. I want you to ask me questions about who I am marrying. I want…I want you to care."
Olivia looked at her. Camille had tears coming down her face. Olivia was standing in front of her desk now but she didn't move towards her.
"Where is all of this coming from all of a sudden?"
"It is not all of a sudden, Olivia. I haven't seen you in two years and we live in the same city. I haven't talked to you in eight months. This has been a problem."
"Oh, come on. You're exaggerating. Right after graduation, you moved to DC for six months. It has been more like a year and some change."
"Really Olivia?"
"Camille," Olivia pinched the bridge of your nose, "This just feels so random."
"I have been calling you but you never answer or return any of my messages."
Olivia looked at her sister. She looked so sad. Watching her as she wiped away her tears reminded Olivia of the time when she first moved out. Camille was only five at the time but she had a fit when Olivia moved out for college. It got so bad that Camille wouldn't even fall asleep until she spoke with Olivia at night, most of the time being in person. Over the years, their age difference and the fact that Olivia didn't like their mother, pushed her to keep her distance from her younger sister. Now, seeing Camille standing in her office as a full grown woman, resembling her five year old self, Olivia felt like crap.
"I'm sorry," Olivia paused, "It's not you it is me."
"No shit it's you," Camille said. The two stared at each other for awhile before Camille spoke up again, "I'm sorry to just drop by. It's just I was in the area and I got this great idea to just come and tell you how I really felt so I did it. I didn't actually think you would have time to see me so I didn't really have a plan for what I was going to say."
"No need to apologize for speaking your truth. I haven't been around but I have my reasons."
"You really need to get over whatever issues you have with mama."
"I don't have issues with Maya."
"It is not fair that dad and I have to suffer because you can't stand to be in a room with mom."
"I can be in a room with Maya, I just choose not to."
Camille sighed.
"Look, whatever issues you have with mom, that's between the two of you. I came here to discuss our relationship but I was working off of courage and anger. Now that I have had a moment to slow down and think, I know that your job is not the right place for this discussion. So maybe we can have lunch sometime in the near future?"
"Sure," Olivia nodded, "Weekends normally work best for me but I'm also free in the evenings if you just want to grab a drink and talk."
"How about this Sunday? We can do brunch or something."
"This Sunday is great. Call me and we can schedule something. I'll actually answer this time," Olivia said.
"Don't be funny," Camille walked towards Olivia, "I have disrupted your day enough with my emotionally needy outburst so I'm gonna go."
Camille hugged Olivia tightly
"I love you," Camille was still hugging Olivia tightly, "Don't make me have to come down here and cry again in order for you to talk to me."
When Camille finally released her, Olivia's hands were still at Camille's sides and she looked her in the eyes.
"What's wrong?" Olivia asked.
Despite their quick talk and agreeing to have lunch, there was still this sadness in her eyes. Something was troubling her sister.
Camille pulled away, "We'll talk."
Fitz was sitting in the parking lot outside of the recreation center, waiting for his daughter to get finish with tennis practice. He picked up his phone and glanced at the time. Karen would be done practice in ten minutes. Fitz placed his phone in one of the cup holders and began to people watch as he waited for his daughter. After a few moments he remembered something that he had meant to ask Olivia the last time he saw her. He picked up his phone dialed Olivia's number. She picked up on the third ring.
"Hey."
"Do you have plans for Saturday night?"
"No. Why?"
"I just remembered that there is this fundraiser dinner that I have to go to for work and I wanted to know if you would be my plus one." Olivia was silent. "I mean it is really short notice and completely boring so I understand if you don't want to go."
"Sure, I'll go."
Fitz let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding.
"You okay?" Olivia chuckled.
"You hesitated."
"I almost dropped the phone. I had my hands full when you called."
"Oh."
"Oh, is right. Don't you turn into the worrier in this relationship, that is my job."
It was Fitz turn to let out a little laugh. It warmed his heart to hear her speak about their relationship. They were in a relationship. Knowing that just brought him so much joy.
"Did I catch you at a bad time?"
"No. I'm just doing a little art project."
"Art project?"
"Yeah."
"You do art?"
"Yeah."
"Since when?"
"Junior year of college."
"Really?"
"Don't sound so surprised."
"I just…I never knew."
"It is a hobby."
"You have to show me something one day."
"If I ever get this room finished, you'll see it"
"What room?"
"The room that once thought was going to be my home office but it turned into more of a storage room. I'm redecorating it."
"Nice. Do you need help moving furniture?"
"Sure. I was just going to manage but if you are offering a helping hand, who am I to turn it down?"
"You should have called me."
"I try to some things that I can manage by myself."
"Well call next time." Fitz saw Karen approaching the car. "I'm picking Karen up from tennis practice. I'll swing by after I drop her off."
They said their goodbyes and hung right as Karen was getting in the car.
"Who was that?" Karen eyed her father.
"Hello," Fitz returned her look.
"Hey," she said flatly. "Who was that?"
"Why?"
"You're smiling, like really smiling. I have never seen you look so happy. Who was that?"
"Olivia."
"Oh," she looked away from her father for a second before looking at him again with a wide smile. "I haven't her in forever. Doesn't she live close to you? We should go see her. I mean we have to drive past your house to get to mine so it only makes sense," Karen spoke quickly.
"Did you have sugar?"
"No. I'm just excited about seeing Liv," she fastened her seatbelt.
"Okay."
Fitz looked at her suspiciously but said nothing as he started the car.
Olivia was on her living room floor leaned over a bookshelf she was painting. She was concentrating on painting a solar system that didn't look like it belonged in a kids room. She had gotten the bright idea to turn her storage room into a home library/quiet room. She wanted a space where she could just relax and read a book or do yoga. When the idea first hit her, it was because Olivia had a dream that brought back the memory of going over to one of her father's friends house when she was younger and the man had what a seven year old Olivia called the pillow room. It was this huge room with pillows everywhere. She remembered jumping on a bed and swearing she would have a pillow room when she got older. Olivia didn't know why her dream had stirred that memory from within her but once the room with all of the pillows was in the front of her mind, she had an excuse for to start a new DIY project. So here she was painting a bookshelf to go in her dream room.
Olivia was mixing paint colors when there was a knock on her door. She stood with her paint cup in hand and went to the door. Olivia paused her stirring for a moment to open the door.
"Liv!" Karen said excitedly, hugging her.
The hug caught Olivia by surprise causing her to stumble back slightly.
"Hey," Olivia half hugged Karen back, trying not to spill any paint on her.
"Karen, it is okay to let go," Fitz said as he closed the door.
"I know," Karen loosened her grip but still held on to Olivia, "It is just I haven't seen Liv in forever." Karen looked at Olivia, "There is so much that we have to talk about."
Karen finally let go of Olivia as she started to ramble on about a mix of pre-teen things. Olivia looked at Fitz and he gave her a small smile.
"Oh my God! Olivia, did you do this?"
Olivia and Fitz both looked in the direction of Karen's voice.
"I did," Olivia said stepping into the living.
Fitz walked behind Olivia, admiring her outfit. She was wearing a short denim jumper and white tank top. He looked from her ass to her chocolate thighs and immediately got hungry. Fitz regretted not taking Karen straight home because in the moment, he wanted nothing more than to touch, and taste Olivia.
"Wow," Karen and Fitz said in unison.
Olivia looked from Karen to Fitz. The dark color of his eyes told Olivia that Fitz was definitely not talking about her bookshelf.
"Do you see this, dad?"
"Yes," his voice was just above a whisper.
"Dad…" Karen looked at her father.
"Uh…yes," Fitz said coming out of his haze.
"You okay?" Karen asked.
"Yeah," Fitz nodded stepping into the living room to stand next to Olivia.
Karen looked at her father for a few more seconds before returning her gaze to the bookshelf.
"You painted this? Like by yourself?"
"Yeah," Olivia laughed, "What is with you Grants' and doubting my artistic abilities?"
"Wow, Livvie. This is amazing," Fitz said looking at the bookshelf for the first time.
Olivia had been working on the bookshelf for a couple of weeks whenever she had down time or she couldn't sleep. She had painted it black for its base color before drawing her night time turned sunrise design. On one side was a crescent moon with swirling stars that wrapped all the way towards the back. The back had more stars that turned into a few clouds over a dark purple that blended in perfectly with the black colored bookshelf. The dark purple turned into a lighter purple, pink, and a little red as she captured the beginning of the sunrise on the other side of the bookshelf.
"I just…I have never seen anything so beautiful," Karen looked at Olivia, "Where did you learn to paint like this?"
"I just practiced."
Karen's mouth fell open and she just stared at Olivia for a long moment.
"You practiced? Really? That's it?"
"Yeah. I started drawing in college. I had to take this art class for my major and I just got interest so I practiced. I just started painting a few years ago though."
Olivia enjoyed the girl's excitement and praise for her work. No one knew that Olivia had an artistic touch because she mainly sketched as a hobby or when she was stressed, it calmed her. Drawing helped her to think clearly whenever she felt overwhelmed so rarely did she share her hidden talent with anyone.
In order to get back to painting, Olivia pointed Karen in the direction of her old sketch pads. The young girl grabbed the three books and dove head first into Olivia's art evolution. Olivia got back on the ground and continued working on her bookshelf.
Fitz watched both of his girls lost in art. It was a beautiful sight to him. He took a seat on the floor in between Karen and Olivia. He grabbed one of the books that Karen wasn't looking at and began to look through it as he made small talk with Olivia.
Saturday night came quickly. Fitz was excited for tonight. It was just a fundraiser dinner, he had attended many before but this one was different. Olivia was coming as his date. This would be their first outing as a couple and Fitz could not be more excited.
Fitz sat patiently waiting for Olivia to come out of her room. He glanced at his watch before looking up at the sound of her footsteps. Fitz was sure that his jaw dropped at the sight of Olivia. She wore a cream colored gown with thin straps that crossed in the front. The straps ended on her sides; there was no back to her dress.
"Too much?" Olivia turned around giving him a full view of her grown.
"No," Fitz voice was low, "You look phenomenal."
"Thank you."
Olivia's heels, jewelry, and clutch were all gold. She wore natural colored makeup that only served to bring out her beauty. Fitz thought that she looked like an angel.
"We should stay in," he stepped closer to her.
"I look too good to stay in," Olivia said.
"That, you do," Fitz found himself touching Olivia's sides, letting his fingers graze across her bare back.
"We should get going," Olivia looked up at him.
"We should."
Neither of them moved for a long moment. They just stared at each other, both fighting the urge to touch each other. They both knew that if they did, they would not make it out of the house.
Olivia was the first to break eye contact. She turned away from him and walked towards the door.
"I can't promise that I will keep my hands to myself tonight," Fitz followed behind her.
"I never asked you to," Olivia said throwing him a flirtatious look over her shoulder.
The fundraiser was going perfectly. Fitz spent most of his night in awe at Olivia. He watched her as she talked with his friends and colleagues. He enjoyed watching her discuss the new groundbreaking medical discoveries. She talked about stem cells and all of the research that was being done different forms of cancer in children. Fitz loved that she was actually knowledgeable about new medical discoveries, some that he was not even aware of. All was going well until Harrison, pulled him aside.
"Mellie is here," Harrison said.
"What?" Fitz looked at Harrison in disbelief.
"You wife is here. She is making her rounds and I thought I would warn you before she just popped up on you and your date."
"Where is she?"
"Last time I seen here she was talking to Cyrus," Harrison pointed Fitz in the direction.
Fitz thanked him and made his way through the crowd in search of Mellie. Back at the table, Olivia was being entertained by the Fitz's friends, Mark Sloan and Jackson Avery.
"Enough medical talk. What are you doing here with Grant?" Mark asked taking a sip from his champagne glass.
"You don't have to answer that," Jackson said.
"I know," Olivia took a sip from her glass before looking at Mark, "He asked me." Mark nodded. "What else would you like to know?"
"Why Grant?"
Another doctor, Callie Torres, hit Mark on his arm.
"Ouch! Not so hard Torres," Mark grabbed his arm.
"Forgive him," Callie rolled her eyes at Mark and then looked at Olivia, "He is a pig sometimes."
"I was kidding," Mark said.
"You play too much," Callie looked at him.
"You two are cute," Olivia said.
"They're sleeping together but trying to act like they are not," Jackson said nonchalantly.
Mark and Callie both looked at Jackson shocked. Olivia laughed at their faces.
"You told him?" Callie looked at Mark.
"No."
"You're lying."
"He didn't tell me."
Olivia sat back enjoying the exchange between friends. It was very entertaining to watch them interact with one another. She could tell that they really cared for each other. They had the same 'family feel' that she felt with her friends.
Olivia felt someone tap her shoulder. She looked up to Fitz.
"Come here," he grabbed her wrist.
"Okay."
Fitz moved them through the crowd of people swiftly. Once they were in the hallway, Olivia spoke.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Fitz pulled Olivia into the first unlocked door that he could find. Once inside, Fitz felt around for a light switch. He turned on the light and leaned against the door looking at her. They were in a closet.
"You okay?"
"I'm perfectly fine."
Fitz lunged at her, attacking her lips with his. He kissed her fast and hard. His mouth and hands were moving frantically to explore her body. Fitz trailed a kisses from her lips to her collarbone. Olivia threw her head back enjoying the feel of his hands and mouth on her body. She didn't know what brought this up but something had happened. Something was different in the way that he touched her.
Fitz turned Olivia around, pressing her up against the door. He lifted up her dress and pulled her panties to the side before burying himself deep inside of her.
Olivia gasped. Fitz kissed her, swallowing her moans as he pounded in and out of her. Olivia's mind was clouded. She didn't know this man that was currently inside of her. He was fast and rough but it felt good.
Olivia broke the kiss to catch her breath. Fitz mouth went straight to her neck and he began sucking. Olivia screamed out. She bit down on her lip to stop any more moans that threatened to come out. Fitz was thrusting in so deep, hard, and fast that Olivia felt her legs give out. Her fist collided with the door as she felt her orgasm hit her. Fitz held her through her orgasm, still thrusting in her hard and fast. She felt a pain in between her legs but it hurt good. Fitz bit down on her neck as he exploded into her.
They stayed in that position, with his body pressing hers against the door for a long moment. When he finally pulled out of her, there was this loud silence. Neither spoke as they got themselves together. Olivia didn't know what was wrong with Fitz but something was definitely off with him.
Once they were together, Fitz opened the door and allowed Olivia to walk out before him. They were headed back to the dinner hall when a voice from behind them stopped them both in their tracks.
"Well Fitzgerald, I see why you didn't want me here."
It was Mellie.
