Explosion
Today was the day. Olivia was getting the hated yellow cast taken off. Her appointment was at four o'clock at the hospital where Fitz worked and to say both of them were very eagerly anticipating coming back to the apartment together afterwards for a sexual celebration was a supreme understatement. Naked time with Olivia was going to happen today.
When they had found out the date her cast was being removed, Fitz requested the day off from work to be with her. She didn't need him to go with her to her appointment. The cast was going to be cut off her arm. She wasn't scared or anxious about it. She had told him repeatedly that he didn't need to be with her until after she was done and back home.
Still, Fitz was going with her. He knew that the machine that cut the cast off could be a bit intimidating and loud. He knew Olivia was made of sterner stuff, but he didn't have anywhere to be today. And there was nowhere he would rather be than with her. It was settled in his mind.
Fitz got out of bed, brushed his teeth, and began to make breakfast. It wasn't Saturday, but still a special day, so he went with his infamous blueberry pancakes. As he flipped the first one over a knock sounded on his door. He unlocked the door, knowing it was Olivia, and went back to the stove. She brought the newspaper inside and laid it on the table, and then made her way to the cabinets and pulled out two plates. She set them on the table and began to make coffee. After the forks were on the table, she came over to where Fitz stood and wrapped her arms around him from behind.
That was his cue.
She had done her part of preparing breakfast and was ready to be rewarded. They had this system down pat and had been starting their mornings off like this for a week now. Fitz poured the last of the batter into the frying pan with one hand on both of her forearms, which were still on his stomach. He set down the small empty bowl and turned around to face Olivia. He cupped her cheeks and smiled down at her, saying "good morning."
His smile was reciprocated, and she put her arms around his neck and said, "good morning to you."
Fitz leaned down and kissed her lips. The kiss turned hungry every morning and Fitz always pulled away just before the pancakes burned. He turned around and flipped them expertly, turning off the stove too, and then turned back around to face her. "That was close."
"You say that every morning." she said, rolling her eyes.
"I won't be saying it tomorrow morning." he said with a knowing grin.
"No?" She asked, with a grin of her own. "Why not?"
In a low voice he informed her. "Tomorrow morning, I plan to have already eaten my breakfast by this time."
She shot him an incredulous look. "If you think for one minute I'm going to get up and cook you..."
"Ohhh noooo! You misunderstood me, little woman. The last thing on my mind tomorrow morning is you getting out of bed at all. No. See, I plan on having breakfast in bed." He slowly licked his lips and watched realization hit her as she stared at his tongue.
Olivia stepped out of his grasp and put a hand on her hip. "You know your oral fixation has nothing whatsoever to do with my arm, right?"
He stepped towards her and asked, "What are you saying? And why haven't you said it before now?"
"I'm saying sex with me is going to be rough and fast and wild. At least the first ten or twelve times. So, the chances of my arm getting bumped and pain shooting through it is pretty high. But you aren't anywhere near my arm when your head is between my thighs, so I don't understand why you haven't already..."
He effectively ended her talking by carefully picking her up and placing her over his shoulder, taking long strides to his bedroom. He slowly slid her down the length of his body until her smiling triumphant mouth was right in front of his and her pelvis was touching his. He tilted his head and roughly kissed her until she was breathless and had to break the kiss for air.
Olivia realized she was already on her back when Fitz slithered off her and started making his way down her body. She had the nerve to be wearing that fucking pink t shirt this morning. His hands skimmed down the sides of her ribcage as his face moved south, but they did wander over to momentarily slide underneath the pink material and massage the silky soft rounded skin there.
He pulled up the edge of her shirt, just to sample the now hardened pebbles underneath when his mind went absolutely blank of all thoughts and words. Olivia Pope wasn't wearing any panties. He knew it! The hardened nipples that had captured his complete attention mere seconds ago were long forgotten. Paradise was right there, and she was practically calling his name. "I'll be having my breakfast now."
Fitz settled himself between her legs, pushing them open wide, and dipped his head to her center. He started by alternating between lavishing kisses and dragging his tongue up her center. Once she became accustomed to that, he slid a long lean finger inside of her. She groaned at the feel of it. When her body began to writhe, Fitz added another finger and started to flick his tongue on her bundle of nerves.
"Mmmmmm!" she breathed out. "Oh my...Yes! Right there!" she encouraged and opened her legs a little wider as pleasure spread through her body.
He was fascinated at how well her body responded to his touch. Wanting to add more stimulation, he reached a hand up and began lightly pinching her nipple as his other hand doubled its efforts. He lifted his head and watched as her face contorted with pleasure and her body moved with his fingers. She was gripping the sheet so hard her knuckles were white. She was so fucking beautiful. "I can't wait until tonight. You want it fast and rough and wild the first ten or twelve times? We should be able to get that taken care of by morning. I hope you slept well last night, Livvie cause you're not getting any tonight."
He put his mouth back to work and she started swearing loudly and pulling his hair. "More...DO IT FASTER! Like that! Ohhhhhh yea." Moments later, she fell to pieces with a loud scream of "FIIIIIIITZ!"
As much as he hated the screaming a month ago, he decided he hated the silence even more now. Olivia was something to behold when she was reaching her peak. He silently watched her now as her body convulsed from the after shocks of her orgasm. He couldn't wait to get her body writhing with need under his own once they got that cast taken off. He had big plans for Olivia's little body.
He flattened his tongue and ran it up over her navel and veered off to the left until he reached the peak that was standing at attention just for him. Fitz took it into his mouth and began sucking until he heard Olivia groan in the midst of her heavy breathing and felt her push him off of her. "I was doing something important and you interrupted me." he said with annoyed authority.
"Are you starting something?" She asked with raised eyebrows. She really hoped that he was.
"What if I am?" he challenged. He wondered how in the hell he could get her quiet again, so he could go back to his very important activities?
"You shouldn't start something you can't finish." she warned. She knew that Fitz would take that as a challenge and smiled openly at him.
"Who says I can't finish this?" He quickly dipped his head and resumed his work. She was beginning to warm up to the idea of more and had shifted her body so that he would lavish the same attention on the other pebbled nipple, which he did with great enthusiasm. He had her right where he wanted her. More correctly, Livvie had him right where she wanted him. He didn't care who was where. Right now, they were both very happy.
Olivia grabbed his hair and brought his lips back up to her own and kissed him fiercely. She broke the kiss and began kissing him along his jawline and said, "I can't wait until tonight. I want you right now!"
Fitz froze. This was not part of their plan. Their plan was specific. Wait until the cast came off. Now she was telling him she didn't want to wait. He took a moment to ask her about her decision because he didn't want to take advantage of the situation. "Are you sure? This isn't what you originally wanted. You wanted to wait until the cast was off." He wasn't one to argue, but he wanted her to be sure that that was what she wanted.
They looked at each other with an all consuming intensity. "I want you to fuck me senseless right now!"
"I can't do that while your cast is on. I'm going to have to go slow so I don't hurt your arm." He hoped she wouldn't say no now.
Olivia sighed heavily. "Fine. Make love to me. Should I go and put on some cheesy music to slow down the mood for you?" She asked sarcastically.
"For me?" He looked down at her with an are you serious expression. "You're the one talking about fucking like caged wild animals all night long. I think you're the one who needs to calm down, don't you?"
"Are you scared of me when I talk like that?" She asked in a sultry voice.
His expression didn't change. "Scared of you? No. It just means you'll be able to keep up with the pace I'm used to."
"Oh. So, you always fuck like wild caged animals? That's interesting." she said with a grin.
"Shut up. All I can imagine is two horny little foxes living in a cage and constantly banging. Are we doing this or not?" he asked.
"Oh yea!"
Magic words. Much better than abracadabra! Still he hesitated before he asked an important question. "Birth control?"
"I've been on the pill for years. I'm good. Are you? I'd reallllly like to find out soon." she said with a smirk.
No condoms! His inner rejoicing was short lived. He wanted to get to it already. He began to take off his shorts and underwear when his cell phone rang from the other room.
Olivia's ears perked at the sound of his now familiar ring tone. In a desperate voice whispered, "Please tell me that you don't have to answer that? Not now!"
Fitz stopped removing his clothing from his lower half and sighed as he pulled them back on. He kissed Olivia on the forehead and said. "It could be the hospital. If it's not, I'll get rid of them quick and be right back. Okay?"
She summoned up a smile and said, "okay." She wanted to hope that it was anyone other than the hospital but knew that was a waste of time.
He went into the kitchen and found his phone on the table. He looked at the face of it. Of course, it was the hospital. He groaned before answering it, knowing sex with Olivia was about to be put off. "Hello?"
"Doctor Grant? This is nurse Maureen at the hospital. We need you to come in and help out." She sounded anxious.
"Help out with what exactly?" he asked. He was already heading back into his bedroom and grabbing his scrubs from his closet.
"There was an explosion." was all she said.
"There was about to be one here too." he muttered.
"Excuse me?" she asked.
Fitz cleared his throat. "Nothing. Sorry. An explosion?"
She proceeded to tell him about a massive explosion that had taken place in an old apartment building in the city. "All of the wounded are already on route to the hospital. We need all hands on deck for this one."
"I'll be there in about a half hour." He promised and ended the call. He went into his bathroom and pulled on his scrubs. He stepped out and found Olivia, still lying on his bed. She looked up at him with a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry. I have to go into the hospital. It's probably going to take a while."
"But it's your day off." she commented.
"No such thing when you're a resident." He went to sit on the edge of the bed to put on his shoes and socks. She still had her pink shirt up around her neck and was lying there completely comfortable in her own naked skin to not care that he was looking at her. "I hate to leave you all worked up and hanging like this."
"I told you not to start something you can't finish." She sat up on the bed and laid her head on his shoulder. "You're gonna make it up to me, right?"
"Do I have a choice in the matter?" he wondered aloud.
"Do you want one?"
He smiled at her. "Nope." Fitz stood and pulled her up with him. He held onto her for a moment. "I really am sorry, Livvie but I have to go."
"That's okay. I'll lock up after I eat the pancakes you made, drink all your coffee, and take a nap in your bed. I'll text you after I get the cast off. We'll have our sexual celebration another day. Go help those people, doctor daring."
The truth was, she was proud of the work that Fitz did. She wasn't a huge fan of their plans being interrupted whenever the hospital called, but he was doing good work and he was an excellent doctor. He was doing what made him happy and that made Olivia happy. She really had been feeling pretty proud of herself for talking him into sex while her arm was still in the cast.
"Come find me when you get there. If I can get away, I'll go with you to get it taken off. I'd really like to do that." When she nodded that she would, he pecked her lips one more time, said goodbye, and reluctantly walked out the door.