A/N: Fair warning. This is mostly smut. If you don't want to read smut I'd suggest just skipping to the A/N at the end. :) If you like smut... read on.

It was a slow slide into oblivion for the both of them. Fitz carried Olivia up the stairs and into his bedroom. Setting her down on her feet he pulled her into an earth shattering kiss. This was a different kind of kiss for them. There was no fear or desperation attached to it just deep all-consuming passion and love. So much love. They kissed until they were breathless and panting. When their lips parted he ran his hands up the sides of the dress. For a moment, he felt jealousy course through his veins at the thought of Edison touching her and buying her things but then he looked down into her eyes. Into her perfect doe eyes that were silently saying Forget him. I need you.

Fitz grabbed the dress and ripped it off her, tearing it in the process and tossing it aside. She was naked in front of him. Gloriously naked. He took a step back to take her in and she shivered as she felt his gaze sweep over her. Why did it feel like he had been waiting years for this moment? In reality it had only been weeks. Reality was long gone.

"So fucking gorgeous," he said as he reached out to stroke her cheek. He stepped closer to her and pulled her into his arms, one arm held her tightly around the waist and the other rested on her ass. "My beautiful perfect Livvie," he murmured. The hand around her waist slid up the smooth skin of her back to tangle in her hair as his lips descended on hers again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back as she grinded against him. He let out a groan and pulled back from her lips, lifting her and setting her on the bed. "Not yet, baby," he said as he hovered over her.

He peppered her face in kisses first. Her forehead, her eyelids, cheekbones and nose. He wanted to memorize every inch of skin on her body. He pecked her lips and kissed along her jaw before moving to her neck. Olivia's eyes were fluttering and her breathing shallow as his lips traveled over her collarbone and to her breasts. He kissed, licked and sucked each one in turn causing her to whimper and arch her back. Fitz took his time though making sure every inch of her breasts were thoroughly kissed.

His lips traveled south, through the valley of her breasts, to her abdomen. He added little nips to his kisses as he moved in a pattern she could not decipher. Her entire body was on fire and her brain had long since gone to mush. A whimper left Olivia's pouty lips when he traveled further south but bypassed her pulsating core. He kissed down one shapely leg and then up the other at an achingly slow place. Was this what insanity felt like? He lifted one leg over his shoulder and covered the inside of her thigh in feather light kisses then repeated the process with the other.

Fitz licked his lips at the sight of her open to him and waiting, dripping wet with need. He licked her slit slowly causing her to whimper softly. Another lick, this time a bit more pressure and a breathy moan was her response. He reached his fingers up to spread her lips and lightly flicked his tongue against her clit.

"Fitz," she whimpered as her back arched.

She shook with pleasure as he attacked her core with his mouth. His lips, teeth and tongue were everywhere and Olivia lost her ability to speak or think beyond the orgasm that was building inside her. There was one final graze of his teeth and his tongue reaching inside her core that threw her over the edge. She came with a scream, his name the only thing leaving her lips.

When she reopened her eyes after coming down from her high, he was staring at her. His lips were shiny with her essence and his eyes had gone steely gray. She watched quietly as he stood to remove his clothes and bit her lip when his impressive erection was revealed.

Fitz stared down at Olivia and couldn't contain the smile that spread across his face. She looked so incredibly gorgeous naked on his bed. He had slept with many women and always focused on their needs first but never had he so badly wanted to satisfy a woman. He needed Olivia to feel how much he really did love her.

She caught his gaze and sent him a slow smile. Her eyes were glittering as she looked at him and that's when he saw it. It was right there in the soft gaze of her beautiful brown doe eyes. She wasn't ready to say it yet but she loved him too. Olivia Pope loved him.

He crawled up her body and crashed his lips to hers. Slowly he slid inside her and they groaned deeply into the kiss at the feeling of being connected. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs tied around his waist as he stroked her. His strokes were deep and measured and Olivia was sure she had never felt anything so amazing. He filled her up and she felt complete just being connected to him. Like she didn't know how she ever survived without him.

They kissed until the need for air forced their lips apart. He pressed his forehead against hers, only a whisper between their lips. Every breath she expelled, he took in and when he breathed out, she inhaled. There were no words expressed, no noises made. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing and their bodies joining. The love they had for each other was written on their faces and reflected in their eyes.

Fitz reached between them to stroke her clit as their lips reconnected in an all consuming kiss. Olivia felt her orgasm building and clung tighter to him as she felt the crescendo approaching. When the moment came, they reached their peak together. They moaned simultaneously into the kiss and Fitz was sure he saw stars when Olivia's walls clamped around him. Her nails dug into his back and her eyes rolled back as they came together.

They rode out their orgasms tied together and when the waves had subsided, Fitz collapsed on top of her. Neither of them was capable of movement and Olivia's only response was a sigh of contentment at his weight on her.

It took awhile for either of them to return to sanity. When Fitz finally regained some of his strength he rolled off of her to lay on his back. Olivia whimpered in protest causing him to grin and pull her into him.

"Wow," she mumbled. It was the first word she had spoken in quite some time. Her voice sounded hoarse and tired. "Just... wow."

He nodded his head and smiled down at her as she slowly lifted her head to look up at him. She was looking up at him with a look of complete satisfaction on her face and he felt himself swell with pride. It had never been more important to him in his life to make sure a woman was satisfied.

"Wow is an understatement," he grinned.

Olivia giggled and pressed kisses to his chest, throwing a leg over him to cuddle up closer. "I think I blacked out," she said with a laugh.

Fitz lifted her chin and kissed her sweetly on the lips. It was a soft lazy kiss and he took his time with her mouth. Having her in his arms was all he needed. They kissed leisurely and when they parted Olivia curled closer into his arms and they drifted to sleep.

Olivia woke up the next morning to the sun streaming into the room, wrapped up in Fitz's strong muscular arms. She tilted her head back to take in his features and smiled at the peaceful look on his face. Slipping out of the bed, she grabbed his polo shirt off the floor and threw it on before heading downstairs.

On her way to the kitchen she heard the distinctive sound of her cellphone ringing her purse. She searched around the first floor until she located her purse and took out the phone right as it stopped ringing. There was a whole slew of missed calls and voicemails. The phone began to ring again and she picked it up quickly.

"Mom?"

"Oh, Olivia, baby," Maya said. "I'm so glad I got you."

Olivia stood up straight. Something was wrong. "Mama, what's wrong," she said softly.

"Baby, it's Edison. He got into a car accident last night."

"What? What happened?"

"From what Mrs. Davis told me, his brakes failed and he hit a pole."

"Oh my God. Is…is he okay?"

"He's got some broken bones, but he's alive. Listen, baby, if you want to go out there and see him, I'll handle your father."

Olivia let out a sigh of relief and looked up at the ceiling. "We broke up," she said quietly. "I broke up with him yesterday. He was… he was cheating on me."

"That little bastard," Maya said under her breath. Maya never swore or spoke bad about anyone but she was fiercely protective of her daughter. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Mom. I'm not going out there to see him. I'll send him a card."

"Okay, baby. I'll see you tomorrow when you get back. Bye, Liv."

"Bye, Mom."

When Fitz woke up it was to Olivia pressing kisses all over his neck and the smell of pancakes and bacon filling the room.

"Wake up, baby," she whispered seductively.

He slowly opened his eyes and rubbed them to clear the sleep. She was completely naked and straddling his stomach.

"Mmmm, morning," he mumbled as he reached out to touch her. He ran his hands up her thighs and rested them on her hips. "To what do I owe this wonderful wakeup?"

"I've got a bone to pick with you," she said as she crossed her arms.

Fitz gave her his signature charming smile and bucked his hips for effect. "I have a bone you can have."

A slight smile graced her lips but she quickly covered it with a practiced frown. "I was just wondering, are you a vampire?"

"What?" He laughed and gave her a confused look but she just pointed down at her stomach.

"I thought maybe you would want to explain," she replied, barely containing her grin.

Fitz reached his hand up and smiled. He very softly traced his finger over the cluster of love bites he had given her last night. They very easily and noticeably spelled out FTG3. He grinned impishly as he adjusted on the bed so he was sitting with his back against the headboard. His arm went around her waist to lift her and his lips met her neck as he began to rub his cock against her wet core.

"I told you that you were mine, Livvie."

Olivia let out a whimper at the feeling of him teasing her entrance. She had been wet when she climbed onto him, the sight of his mark on her turning her on instantly. She wanted him so bad she couldn't even breath and it hadn't even been 12 hours since he was last inside her.

"Fitz," she whined.

He lowered her down onto him and moved his hands to her hips as she threw her head back and began to ride him.

"This is what you wanted. Isn't it, baby?"

Olivia nodded her head and whimpered in response as his large hands helped move her at the perfect pace.

"You like when I tell you you're mine?"

She nodded again and let out a moan as his lips moved to her breasts. He was filling her up and overwhelming her with his suddenly gravelly voice. Olivia Pope hated when men were possessive over her but with Fitz it was different. How the hell did he reduce her to this? She was a quivering mess.

"Good." He bit down on her nipple. "Because you are." A lick to soothe the sting. "All mine."

"Fuck," she moaned as one hand went to his hair. The other gripped the headboard behind him and she picked up her pace. He refocused his attention on her body. His hands left her hips, one moving to her free breast and the other to her clit. Before long her riding became erratic as her body was overwhelmed with sensations.

One hard slam down and she buried him deeply inside her as she convulsed and came, arching her back and panting his name. His intent had been to hold out longer but the feeling of her walls contracting around him was too much and he came deep inside of her, grunting his release.

"Fuck," he groaned when she collapsed on top of him.

Olivia very slowly disentangled herself from him and threw herself on the bed beside him. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath and she turned her head to look at him.

"Made...you...breakfast," she mumbled between heavy breaths and haphazardly pointed her hand in the direction of the nightstand.

Fitz grinned and scooted down in bed until he was laying down beside her. He propped himself up on his elbow and ran a fingers over her smooth skin.

"I'm hungry for something else."

Her eyes had fluttered closed but they popped open at his words. "Fitz," she murmured. "Are you serious?"

He smiled and started kissing her all over. As he made his way down south her eyes fluttered shut as she enjoyed the feeling of his hands and lips all over her. When he came in contact with her core again her whole body jolted awake as she swam in the wave of her oncoming orgasm.

It was hours and many orgasms later before either of them left the bed again. After another round of mind blowing sex they ate the now cold pancakes and bacon Olivia had prepared. When they finally showered it was together and they ran the water cold. Now they were wrapped up in each others arms, watching a movie and enjoying the boneless feeling of complete satisfaction.

"Come on," he said pinching her side. "Tell me about your first time."

"Ugh. It was horrible," she laughed. "We were both virgins and he could barely figure out what hole to put it in."

"It couldn't have been that bad," he grinned. "Don't become a snob just because I give it to you so good."

Olivia roared with laughter and smacked his arm. "Fitzgerald!"

He pouted adorably at her and she couldn't help but grin in response. "Are you saying I'm not the best you ever had?"

"I am not even dignifying that with a response."

"Just tell me I'm better than Edison," he grumbled into her neck as he started to lick and kiss it.

Olivia lifted his head from her neck and looked up at him. She was surprised to see insecurity marring his handsome features. She reached her hand up to smooth his furrowed brow and smiled.

"Sex with Edison was...," she sighed and ran her fingers over his cheek. "It wasn't anything like sex with you. With you its mind blowing... body numbing. Fitz you have nothing to worry about. I'm yours."

"It's just... you already left me once for him."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know how to cope with the way I felt about you. So I ran to what was familiar and easy. I am so sorry I hurt you."

Fitz kissed her sweetly, holding her petite body tightly against his much larger frame. When they parted he smiled against her soft lips and put his forehead against hers.

"I forgive you. Let's change the subject. "

"Deal. Tell me your most embarrassing sex story."

"You're a cruel woman. Fine. But promise you won't laugh?"

"Promise."

"There was one time where I...uhm," he muttered. "I couldn't get it up."

"What?" She slid her hand down his body and rubbed him over his sweatpants. "You?"

A little groan escaped his lips when she did that and he nodded his head in response. She kissed his chest gently and left her hand resting on his crotch.

"Tell me the whole story."

"I went on a few dates with this girl I went to college with. We had fun on the dates, lots of making out." She squeezed him slightly and he grinned at the hint of jealousy in her eyes. "Anyway the night we are going to seal the deal she takes me to this huge party. Turns out she is a real partier. She was feeding me shots, I swear. We finally stumble home and start getting intimate. Well... I apparently can't get it up when I'm drunk."

"So did you ever do it sober with her?"

"Nope. Turned out, she was only horny when drunk."

"No way!"

"Not kidding," he laughed.

"How is that even possible? Did she see you?"

Fitz grinned and stroked his hand down her back to grab her butt. "What does that mean?"

"It means you're fucking hot! I get wet just looking at you."

"Are you wet right now," he murmured.

"I literally can't walk. You are cut off."

"Then get your hand off my dick."

Olivia removed her hand and then looked down, grinning when she saw the impressive tent in his pants. A tent created by just her touch. She licked her lips and then lifted her eyes to him.

"I could take care of that for you."

"What?"

She reached inside his sweatpants and pulled out his erection, scooting herself down his body. She flicked her tongue against the tip and he let out a groan.

"Baby, you don't have to."

She smiled up at him and licked her lips again. "Oh I want to," she murmured before lowering her mouth onto him.

"Best...girlfriend...ever," he grunted.

"I made dinner."

Olivia looked up and smiled at Fitz as he sat down beside her and handed her a plate.

"Fitzgerald, ordering pizza is not making dinner," she said.

He grinned crookedly at her and Olivia couldn't help but smile back. "Whatever."

"Don't whatever me, mister."

He leaned over and nuzzled her neck, smiling when she considerably softened.

"You're lucky you're cute, Grant."

"I know. You're cute too."

Olivia smiled and turned her attention to the pizza. Neither of them had brought up the fact that he had called her his girlfriend. She was terrified to bring it up. Despite his declaration of love the previous night she was still afraid he would eventually change his mind about her.

"What's on your mind, Livvie? I can see the wheels turning in your head."

"You called me your girlfriend," she murmured.

"I did."

"Did you mean it?"

He put his plate down on the coffee table and took hers, placing it down next to his. "Livvie?"

"I just…"

"Come here, baby."

She scooted over closer to him and he lifted her up onto his lap, tilting her chin until she was looking into his eyes. She diverted her eyes across the room and he lifted his hand to gently stroke her cheek until she let her gaze float over to him.

"I would love for you to be my girlfriend. I want you to someday be more than my girlfriend. I love you. And I mean it when I say it. I. Love. You."

Tears threatened her beautiful brown eyes and he squeezed her tightly to him. He stroked her back softly until she calmed down and pulled back to look at him.

"I love you too. I want all of that too."

Olivia grabbed the plates off the coffee table and walked into the kitchen to put them in the dishwasher. Fitz was asleep on the couch and she wanted to clean up before they went up to bed. She put the dishes in the dishwasher, put the extra pizza in the fridge and picked up the pizza box to put it in the recycling.

Olivia walked out into the hallway where the recycling was and leaned down to place the box on top of the pile. The headline on the newspaper on top of the pile caught her attention and she gingerly picked it up, bringing it closer to read what it said.

"Fitz," she yelled. "Fitz!"

She walked into the kitchen and threw it down on the table, gasping when she read the headline again.

Mayor's Son Found Dead

"Fitz!"

A/N: I hope I did the smut justice. It took me so long to perfect that one scene so I hope you enjoyed it. If you skipped the smut, the important things to note are that last scene right up there ^, Olivia says she loves Fitz too, and Olivia knows about Edison's accident and is not going back to him.

So who do you think is dead and why is Olivia so freaked out? What did you think of the chapter? Leave my reviews. I love to read them. :)

I hope to be back to giving you daily chapters again soon but I'm experiencing a bit of writers block and I was so busy at work I couldn't write there. Silly job, expecting me to work. Pfft.