-Chapter 14-
3 days. It's been 3 days since Fitz has heard from Olivia. He has been calling her none stop once he found out she had left. He has no idea where she went and he has been consumed with worry.
He had sent secret service over to her apartment to check on her and she was gone.
The President sits quietly at his desk, staring at the file in front of him as his mind is on Olivia. He sighs, sipping his scotch and closing the file. It was late and he needs proper sleep.
He hasn't been able to function. The gladiators are now working from their office and have made process in getting the videos. Jake has fallen off the map and Fitz hasn't been able to find him.
He just needs to know if Olivia is okay. She didn't run again, did she? He can't handle if she did.
He wonders quietly to the residence, his body on autopilot as he goes through his nightly routine and falls into his bed. His mind on Olivia and their baby.
His phone rings on the nightstand, Fitz quickly picking it up without looking at the called ID, "Hello?" He says, his heart racing. Please be Liv.
"Hi." Her soft voice fills his ears, her voice making his body and mind fall into a serene wave.
She's okay.
"Livvie. Where-
"I'm at home." She whispers.
"No, you aren't. I sent secret service to your apartment to check. Do not play games." He snaps, frustrated with her as he lays back in bed.
"That's not home. Fitz, I'm laying in our bed, right now. In our room. I'm home." She whispers soothingly.
His heart leaps. She's in Vermont.
"You're in Vermont?" He asks, his voice full of emotion as he holds back the tears of happiness and feeling relieved.
"Yes. The past 3 days I've been here. I'm sorry I didn't mean to just disappear, I just needed to breathe and take a moment. I've been decorating the nursery here and I can't wait for you to see it." She whispers, "Fitz, we can have our dream so soon." Her voice full of love and hope.
Fitz gets out of bed quickly, picking up the home phone and telling secret service to prepare Marine One for a trip to Vermont.
"I'm on my way." He says, pulling on a pair of jeans and sweater, "Don't you dare move from our bed. I have many plans for you once I get there. I love you, Livvie." He growls. Olivia giggles, wanting to object him coming to their home due to the fixer in her but she couldn't. Her heart and whole existence wanted him there.
"See you soon, Mr. President." She whispers, hanging up and laying peacefully in bed with the breeze coming in from the window.
Fitz moves quickly through the White House, wanting to be quick and unnoticed as he boards Marine One. His cover story is needed time alone to work on a new bill.
Always a lie.
Marine One touches down on the lawn of their Vermont home, Fitz nodding at the pilot and his secret service team as he gets off the helicopter with an overnight bag in his hand. He quietly walks into the home, nodding at his secret service team that has now taken position around the home.
He stands for a moment in the entrance way, taking in their home and their dream. Smiling as he looks at the little adjustments Olivia has made to the decor of the home. He had it furnished the second he found out she was pregnant and made sure the nursery would be perfect. He climbs the stairs to their master bedroom, never once spending a night in the room.
"Liv." He whispers as he steps into the room, the soft light from the moon filtering into the room and gently glowing against Olivia's skin.
Olivia rolls over in bed to his voice, "Mm." She mumbles, clearly falling asleep since he left her on the phone. He chuckles, putting his bag down in their closet and looking at the clothes she has hung up on her side of the enormous closet. Fitz quietly undresses and walks to bed in his boxers, tired from the day but wanting to hold his Livvie.
He climbs in under the covers of the large bed, reaching for Olivia as her body naturally makes its way closer to him. He gently runs his finger across her soft cheek bone, "Livvie." He whispers, her eyes fluttering open and adjusting to the darkness of the room.
A smile spreads across her face when she sees Fitz, looking at the love of her life, "Mr President." She whispers, "You are here with me. In our home. In our bed." She whispers, kissing him slowly and sweetly. Running her fingers through his soft curls. He smiles into the kiss, rubbing her bump gently and pulling her close.
"I am." He whispers, kissing her back with just as much sweetness. Olivia smiles, resting her forehead against his and kissing him again. Her tongue pushing out and teasing the outline of his lips to gain access. His mouth falls open, his tongue surging out to tangle and taste hers. Their kiss turning hot and needy in seconds.
His large hands travel from her face to her body, tracing her new curves as the other sneaks under her nightgown and making contact with her warm silky flesh. Gently squeezing a hard nipple between his fingers as his tongue tastes every inch of her mouth.
They have been through so much in the past few days and haven't had a moment to themselves. With their sex tape about to be exposed to the world.
A moan falls out of her mouth as he squeezes her sensitive nipple, "Fitz." She whispers as his mouth shifts down her neck and nips and bites at her neck. Finding the sweet spot and beginning to suck on it. Earning himself a throaty moan from Olivia, her eyes closed tight as her sensitive, pregnant body adjusts to the enormous pleasure flowing in and going straight to her core.
"Baby, Livvie, open your eyes." Fitz whispers after he pulls her nightgown up and over her head and pulls the covers down to the end of the bed. The coldness of the room bites at her skin, her eyes opening quickly with annoyance.
"I want the covers back. I'm cold." She snaps at him, her face scrunched in coldness and annoyance. Her pregnancy and the last few events making her short tempered.
Fitz stands at the bed of the bed, taking in the beautiful vision in front of him, being taken out of his trance from her voice, "Fitz. Give me my pajamas. I'm freezing." She says, looking at him. He looks at her, "I'm sorry, Liv. I'll start a fire, how about that?" He asks, rounding the bed and kissing her hair. Giving her her nightgown back and rubbing her cheek.
"Okay." She murmurs, "Or we could just got to sleep." She snaps, reaching for the covers. Fitz looks at her, seeing the need and anger battling each other in her eyes.
"How about I start the fire and you decide what you want." He says softly, kissing her hair and then slowly licking down her neck. He walks to the other side of the room, building the wood up in the fireplace and starting the fire. He watches it carefully to make sure it takes, stepping back.
Olivia watches him quietly from bed, watching the gorgeous man work and his muscles tense and relax with each movement. He turns around, Olivia cuddled up in the covers and her eyes heavy with the need for sleep.
"Fitz." She murmurs.
"Now let me help you decide what you want." He whispers, making his way under the covers and pulling off her nightgown. Kissing and licking down her neck, sucking a hard dark nipple into his mouth as he massages the other. Olivia grunts, her body reacting within seconds of his touch, he kisses across her bump and whispers to their growing child.
"I love you." He whispers to her bump, shifting down more under the covers and settling between her open legs. He nips at her inner thighs, pressing a soft kiss to the fabric of her panties. The material soaked from her wetness.
Olivia gasps loudly, "Oh." She grunts, her hands finding their way to his soft curls and groaning.
"Mmm.." he hums, "Can I take these off?" He asks, hooking his large fingers into the fabric of her panties.
"Yes. God yes." She begs, pulling at his curls in urgency. Fitz chuckles, pulling off her panties and kissing back up her thighs.
"Please." She growls, pulling at his curls harder for him to hurry. Her body trembling for him and his mouth. He opens her legs wide open for him, holding them open and pressing a open mouth kiss over her slick folds. His tongue licking down from her clit to her quivering entrance. His mouth sucking on her clit as he slides two fingers inside her.
"Oh god. Yes." She cries out, her hips jumping up as she moans loudly. Her hands pushing him closer as one hand leaves to grip the sheets. His tongue licks through her folds quickly, his fingers plunging in and out at her at a quicken pace. He knows everything about her and her body but he loved hearing what works better for her on different nights.
"F-Fitz. I'm going-
She lets out a loud moan as his fingers and tongue switched spots. His thumb working slow circles around her swollen clit as his tongue plunged deep into her entrance. Her hips uncontrollably jump and rock into his face. His cock throbbing at the sound of her pleasure.
"Come on, Liv. Let me go." He coos against her wetness, the vibrations of his voice sending her off the edge. She lets out a loud moan as she orgasms, Fitz quickly drinking her essence in. Wanting to taste her forever.
He slowly kisses her thighs as her body calms down, Fitz kissing his way back up her body, pressing a loving open mouthed kiss to her lips so she can taste herself.
"You are so delicious." He whispers, his erection throbbing and pressing against her thigh. She smiles, her body exhausted and warm. Ready to be held and sleep.
Fitz slips out of his boxers, teasing them both as he runs the thick tip of his cock against her clit. She moan, sensitive from his mouth.
"Fitz." She whispers, Fitz filling her swiftly to the hilt. Loud moans falling from both their mouths. Olivia's walls tighten around him, clamping down. Fitz closes his eyes tight, taking a deep breathe to control himself from not coming right there.
"You need to move. Please move." She begs, licking his ear slowly and moaning. Fitz grunts, beginning to move. Giving her everything she would want. Kissing her with sloppy open mouth kisses.
"Ohh... deeper. Please." She begs, her body on fire as they both chase their orgasms. Fitz opens her legs more, changing the angle and filling her again and again. Her hips meeting his thrust in a frantic chase.
"You are all mine. Mine. Right?" He growls, moaning as her walks begin to tighten around him. He reaches down between them and begins to run slow circles against her clit.
Olivia's eyes fly shut, throwing her head back as she falls off the edge into over consuming ecstasy. Fitz moans, riding out her orgasm with slow thrusts. Her tight tunnel clamped around him.
"Livvie." He whispers, her nails digging into his back as she calms down. Fitz picking up the pace again, feeling the warmth in his belly and balls begin to take over.
"All mine, right? Answer me." He demands, Olivia's body and mind exhausted from the two life changing orgasms.
"Yes." She whispers, holding onto him tight as he grunts and hits his orgasm. He fills her with his hot liquid, moaning and kissing her.
"I love you so much." He whispers, his body shaking from the incredible orgasm. He pulls out slowly, kissing her face slowly, "I know you are tired, sweet baby. Just let me clean you up and then we can get some rest." He soothes, getting out of bed and walking to their master bathroom. Looking around at the large, beautiful bathroom that he designed for them.
He grabs a small towel, running it under warm water and grabbing coconut oil for her bump. He walks back into the bedroom, Olivia curled up in bed and trying to stay awake.
"We should do that all the time so I can sleep like a baby since our baby doesn't want me to sleep." She whispers, Fitz cleaning up between her legs and pressing a warm kiss to her thigh. He cleans himself up and throws the cloth in the laundry hamper. He uncaps the coconut oil, warming it in his hands and rubbing it all along her bump.
He presses him lips against her bump, "Hi little one. This is your daddy. I love you so much. Mommy and daddy can't wait to meet you." He whispers, Olivia sleepy listening to him. His words warming her heart.
"Come here, daddy." She whispers, pulling him up in bed and cuddling into him, "I love you so much. I'm so happy we are in our home. In our bed." She whispers, a tear rolling down her cheek as she looks at him in the darkness and the light of the fire reflecting on his face.
"I know it's going to be hard. It won't be like this again for awhile. But we will get here. This will be our life."