"Fitz wake up…." Olivia said in a sing song voice.

She climbed on top of him and straddled him. She had woken up minutes earlier and she was already bored, she thought since it was a Saturday she could let him sleep in for a little while but her resolve only lasted for a couple of minutes.

"Fitz wake up."

She leaned down and kissed him.

"Baby wake up."

She traced her index finger down his torso.

"Fitz…" she whispered in his ear.

He rubbed his eyes and then he woke up.

"Good morning," she said softly.

He smiled and reached his hand around the small of her back and tipped her so fell over on top of him and once she was on top of him he wrapped his arm around her and kissed her, as he had his tongue in her mouth he reached under the covers and slapped her ass.

"Fitz!" she squealed.

"Good morning to you too," he said with a smile, "how long have you been up?"

"Just a few minutes."

She leaned down and kissed him again.

"Are you going to the White House?"

"Yeah, I have a luncheon at 1," he checked his watch on the night table, "which is only three hours away."

"It's a Saturday Fitz."

"I know but unfortunately it's been scheduled for weeks I can't just not show up."

"You can just not show up and stay here with me and make love to me all morning and afternoon and night…" she trailed off in kisses then handed him his phone.

"Call Cyrus and tell him you feel terribly sick and you can't make it and then call Gerry and tell him I've stolen you for the day."

Fitz chuckled, he wasn't in a position to put up a fight.

"I can't believe you're making me do this."

"Come on, do it," she teased.

He dialed Cyrus and put the phone on speaker, he picked up after the first ring.

"Fitz what's going on?"

"Cyrus I think I have a stomach virus, you'll have to cancel the luncheon."

"What, you can't be serious, all the biggest conservative foundation CEOs are gonna be there, you cannot cancel it."

"I'm sick."

"That's never stopped you from working before, you've worked through worse."

Olivia leaned over and buried her head in the crook of his neck, nipping and kissing him, tantalizingly.

"Shit," Fitz moaned.

"Fitz?" Cyrus asked.

He almost forgot Cyrus was still on the phone.

"Cy, I'm uhm - throwing up I have to go."

"Fitz don't do this to me, you know what I'm leaving my house in 20 minutes, I'm coming to the residence."

"Okay."

Fitz hung up and threw his phone on the bed.

Olivia quickly popped her head up.

"Fitz if he goes to the residence he's going to know you're not there."

Fitz shrugged.

"Oops. I blame you, I was under your spell."

She smiled.

"But you know what I think."

He sat up and held her cheeks and kissed her.

"What?' she said in between kisses.

"That's an entirely different problem for an entirely different time."

He continued kissing her.

"What about Gerry?"

"He's going over his friend's house for the day, I don't think he cares," Fitz said breathlessly.

He moved the sheets and laid her on her back and kneeled in between her legs then spread them open and propped her hips up on his legs.

He stroked himself before entering her slowly, she was warm and wet..

"Oh god yes," she moaned as she grabbed a handful of the sheets.

Fitz leaned over and gave her sloppy wet kiss, he just couldn't help himself, everything about her turned him on; her moans, her screams, the way she cried out for him every time she climaxed, it only made him more obsessed and made his fire burn hotter. Every moment he spent not kissing her out touching her was a moment wasted, especially after he almost lost her.

He pulled her hands from the sheets and interlocked their fingers and pinned her hands above her head. He rested his forehead against hers and gazed into her eyes as continued pumping in and out her. Olivia was writhing in pleasure underneath him and as he felt her getting close he kissed her once again but this time he never parted their lips, even as she orgasmed he kept his lips on hers, as she breathed and moaned into his mouth. Beads of sweat ran down their bodies and even though Olivia's thighs ached from her orgasm she begged him not to stop. Fitz did as she requested, never wavering or faltering in his thrusts until he felt her insides swell around him once more.

"Fitz," she screamed as her orgasm took her then seconds later it was Fitz's turn.

"Baby I'm gonna cum," he said breathlessly.

"Cum on me."

She didn't have to tell him twice, he stopped and barely pulled out quick enough to spill his seed all over stomach and breasts and he collapsed beside her, panting breathlessly.

They both barely caught their breath before Fitz's phone rang. He lazily ran his hand over the sheet, feeling for the phone until he found it. He checked the caller Id and sighed.

"It's Cyrus."

"Don't answer," mumbled Olivia.

Fitz threw the phone back on the bed and let it go to voicemail.

It rang a few more times before it stopped all together and then they just laid in silence.

"I feel like the luckiest man on earth," Fitz said after a while.

Olivia smiled.

"I wonder why…" she said teasingly.

Fitz chuckled and sat up.

"Come on, let's shower."

"5 more minutes baby, just let me lay here and enjoy this."

He smiled.

"No, get your ass up."

"Fitz, come on, stop it," she whined.

He ignored her and pulled her up and tugged her all the way to the bathroom, she sulked like a spoiled child the entire way there. They brushed their teeth and then Olivia turned on the faucet then got in the shower and waited for Fitz while he grabbed towels. A couple minutes later he joined her. She had already began lathering the bath sponge and once Fitz was wet all over, she ran the sponge all over his body until he was covered in suds and then he returned the favor. He took his time, leaving not even an inch of her body untouched. They kissed the entire time.

When they were finished they dried off and dressed themselves and then headed to the living room. Fitz dived in the couch and turned on the tv while Olivia went to the kitchen.

"I have takeout from last night do you wanna eat that?" she yelled from the kitchen.

"I'll eat anything you give me," Fitz yelled back.

"Even my vagina?"

Fitz laughed.

"Especially your vagina."

Olivia walked back to the living to find Fitz flipping through the channels trying to find something to watch. He looked very normal.

"Come Fitz tell me what you want, I ordered chicken parm, I know how much you like that, also there is shrimp alfredo and eggplant parm."

"Give me everything."

"You want all three?"

"Yep, I'm ravenous," he said as he kept his eyes on the tv.

"Okay, all three coming up."

She headed back to the kitchen and prepared the food and then placed it in a tray with orange juice and brought it back to the living room and placed it on the coffee table in front of the couch.

Fitz sniffed the food and grabbed his fork.

"This smells amazing, thank you baby."

He gave her a peck on the lips and then dug in. Olivia took her fork and started eating as well.

"You know I couldn't tell the last time I could sit down and flip through channels like this."

"You're the president, you're a busy, busy man."

Fitz smiled and took a sip of his orange juice.

"What should we watch? You know all the good shows right?"

"I do but before we get to that, first let me show you the stuff I got for you."

She jumped up excitedly and ran over to the foyer and grabbed all the bags and struggled back to the living room with them and then dropped them on the floor.

"Liv, I could have helped you with them."

"I'm a strong, independent woman and I don't need a man."

Fitz laughed and held up his hand to in a gesture of surrender.

"I can't argue with you there."

She plopped down on the couch and took a bite of her food.

"Come on, look at what I got you and tell me if you like them."

"Okay, okay," Fitz said like a petulant child.

He got up and pulled out the first thing he saw in one of the bags. It was a navy blue parka coat with brown mink fur trimming.

"Wow this is nice."

"Fitz a mink sacrificed himself to help make that coat the least you could do it try it."

He laughed and put the coat on.

"How do I look?" He asked.

"Fabulous," Olivia said with a smile.

"What brand is this?"

"Canada goose."

"Nice."

"I'm glad you like it, try the shirts."

"You got it; strong, independent woman who doesn't need a man."

Olivia laughed.

"I was joking, sort of, just shut up and try it."

He took of the coat and threw it over the ottoman and then took off his t-shirt. Olivia instantly started admiring his body.

"You are so sexy."

"I've been told."

She threw at cushion at his head and it hit him squarely in his face.

"Ouch," he said as he chuckled.

"LET ME IN JOSH!" Cyrus screamed in the hallway.

Fitz and Olivia looked at each other like they both got caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

"I KNOW HE'S IN THERE, YOU BETTER LET ME IN!"

Fitz couldn't hear what Josh was saying in response to Cyrus all he could hear was Cyrus' screaming.

"FITZ OPEN THE DOOR RIGHT NOW."

"Why does he sound like my father?" Fitz said mostly to himself.

"Are you going to get it?" Olivia asked.

"I don't think he'll leave if I don't."

"Okay."

Fitz walked over to the door and opened it and Cyrus immediately marched in angrily.

"Seriously Fitz, you blow off the luncheon telling me your sick just to sneak out and spend time with your girlfriend?"

"Hi Cyrus," Olivia said with a smile.

"Hello Olivia, I'm guessing you had everything to do with this."

"You know Cyrus, I'm not gonna deny that I did, he needed a break."

Fitz went back the the couch and sat by Olivia.

"I can't believe you did this Fitz, in case you forgot, you are the president, the most powerful man in the world, the most important man in the world and you don't just get to blow off a day's work because you want to relax. We don't get to relax, I haven't relaxed in 30 years!"

"It's done Cyrus, why are you chastising him about it, it's just one day, he works every weekend and he took a day, calm down," Olivia said angrily.

Fitz smiled, he loved when she stood up for him, it made him feel like they were a team.

"Calm down? Calm down? He's the president, he doesn't get to take a day," screamed Cyrus.

"Don't raise your voice at her," Fitz interjected coolly

Olivia smiled.

"The way I see it, you can stay here and be calm or you can go, but preferably go, we were in the middle of something," Olivia said glibly.

Cyrus grew his hands up.

"The luncheon is put off until tomorrow at 12pm and as a special treat for you Fitz, Sally Langston will be praying her ass off, I know how much you love to sit through those."

Fitz chuckled.

"I suppose I deserved that."

"Whatever, if 10am comes and you aren't at the White House, I quit."

"You got it boss."

Cyrus hissed and stormed out, slamming the door shut as he left.

"I thought that would've been worse," said Fitz.

Olivia giggled.

"Does he threaten to quit often?"

"Only every couple of days."

"Now where were we," Olivia pretended to ponder, " I remember, I was about to tell you to take your pants off so I could get a better look at you."

Fitz smiled and stood up to take off his pants.

"No, let me," Olivia offered.

She stood up and pulled down his pants and underwear and watched as he kicked them off. She turned off the tv because she didn't want to hear anything but the sound of Fitz's voice when she sucked him off.

She kissed him on the lips and then his chin and then down his neck. She heard a soft moan escape his lips and it sent her in a tizzy. She began stroking him.

"Tell me I mean the world to you."

He held her face and looked her in the eye as he spoke.

"You mean the world to me."

"Good because I'm going to suck your cock dry while your guards stand outside and listen and wish they were you."

She stopped stroking him and pushed him down on the couch and stood over him.

"Sit."

Fitz was too excited to say anything, so he just obeyed her orders.

She grabbed a cushion and dropped it on the floor between his feet. She kissed him again, biting and sucking his lips.

"Relax and enjoy yourself okay."

Fitz nodded.

She bend down and got on her knees in front of him. He leaned over and pulled down the straps of her camisole exposing her breasts.

"I wanna see you."

Olivia smiled and pulled her cami down to her waist and then groped her breast so he could see.

She kissed up his shaft at first, slowly, letting her tongue linger with every kiss and then she worked her way down to his balls and up again. When he was good and wet, she took him in her mouth as far as she could go and then she pulled back. Fitz let out a loud guttural groan and grabbed a handful of her curly hair.

She took him in her mouth again, further than before and sucked hard.

"Jesus Christ!"

She pulled back and licked and kissed his tip slowly and tenderly, almost like she was making love to it and then when Fitz was panting breathlessly she took him in her mouth again and sucked him. She took her time, bringing him right to the edge and making sure he didn't go over. Fitz spared no expletive to express the immense amount of pleasure he was experiencing and he wasn't quiet about it either. When she finally brought him to a loud, manic climax, she let him spill into her mouth and when she swallowed it she stuck her tongue out to show him. He smiled and threw his head back on the couch and breathed deeply to catch his breath.

Olivia laid in the floor and watched his chest rise and fall with every breath.

"I loving hearing you cum, it's so manly and animalistic,I think I could get off just by hearing it."

Fitz chuckled.

"You have no idea what you just started."

Olivia popped her head up and raised her eyebrow at him.

"What did I start?"

"I have to top that."

"Oh please you can't compete with my oral skills, I'm a doctor Fitz, you don't think I know every single area of your body and where to touch it. There are so many things that I know that I haven't even done to you as yet."

"Like what?" He said with a grin.

"Things that I learned at a love temple in Tibet, in India, I picked up a few things from an enchantress in Africa too, things that I'm gonna keep you guessing about until I do them to you," she said seductively.

"You talk a good game Liv but do you not remember how you screamed and almost pulled my hair out the last time my tongue was in between your legs."

Olivia laughed.

"I recall no such thing."

Fitz leaned over and looked down on her.

"Really?"

"Yes, I have a terrible memory, however, you could come over here and remind me."

"I'll come over there and remind you but first I want you to stand up and take your clothes of for me."

Olivia smiled excitedly and stood in between Fitz legs. She attempted to pull her camisole over head but her movements were to swift for Fitz liking.

"Slowly," he commanded.

She heeded his command and slowly pulled off her cami and shorts, leaving only her white lace thong.

He wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her on top of him; Olivia squealed and grabbed onto his hair.

Fitz kissed a line down her stomach, leaving small love bites in his wake. The more Fitz kissed, the heavier Olivia breathed.

He turned her around, bent her over slightly and parted her legs then kiss down the small of her back as he groped her ass. He kissed his way down her ass and inner thigh as he slowly pulled her thong to side and ran his fingers over her slit. Upon realizing how wet she was he immediately slid two fingers inside her.

Olivia gasped and grabbed him tighter. Fitz smirked; feeling wholly satisfied by her reaction.

"You know," he said as he worked his fingers teasingly insider her, "for someone who can't seem to remember how good I gave it to you, your body sure wants me."

"Mmm," she moaned softly, delightfully.

He pulled his fingers out and pulled her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist and breasts.

She could feel him in between her legs, he was still semi erect. She widened her legs and grinded herself against him. It felt euphoric but Fitz stopped her.

"Woah, not so fast."

Olivia panted.

"That's not fair, I didn't tease you."

Fitz scoffed.

"You didn't tease me, you stopped me from coming about 5 different times just now, do you know how painful that was."

"I'm sorry," she whined.

Fitz smiled.

"You will be..."

Olivia's mouth fell open then curved into a smile at his veiled threat. He lifted her off his lap and laid her on the floor and spread her legs open.

She smiled when she felt his breath on her and then she felt the tip of his tongue lightly teasing her.

"Baby, that tickles," she said as she giggled and curled her toes.

Fitz looked up and smiled and then continued. Her giggles were short lived, soon he had her moaning as he slithered his tongue deeper and deeper into her slit.

The pleasure up to that point had been bearable, then Fitz attacked her clit so intensely that she completely lost all control. Within minutes he brought her to a screaming orgasm. She screamed so loud that she had to cover her mouth but it was too late because Josh and Tom came barging in.

"Mr. president is everything alright-"

"What the fuck-" Fitz screamed.

They exited immediately, closing the door behind them.

Fitz pulled her hand off her mouth and kissed her as she tried to catch her breath. She wrapped her legs around his waist and guided him inside her. Fitz held her face and kept his eyes locked on hers as he settled into a slow, circular grind. Olivia grabbed his ass and shoved him deeper.

"Right there baby," she moaned breathlessly.

He stopped and held her and in a moment of raw emotion he spoke his true feelings.

"You're mine, do you hear me, mine and nothing or no one is going to take you from me again, not now, not ever. I can't lose you again Liv, I can't."

She saw water gather in his eyes and then she felt a drop of it fall on her cheek. Seeing him emotional made her emotional.

"No, no, no, don't cry baby." she grabbed his face and kissed him on his lips and then she hugged onto him tightly, coddling him.

"I love you, you're not going to lose me, I am yours and you are mine," she whispered softly in his ear.

They laid quietly for a while as she ran her fingers up and down his back in an attempt to comfort him.

"Fitz, baby are you alright?"

He leaned up and kissed her.

"Sorry...I don't know where that came from."

"It's okay."

She kissed him again and then she felt him thrust slowly into her and he continued until they both climaxed and then they fell asleep on the floor shortly after.

"Mr. president, mr. president," Tom said as far away from Fitz and Olivia as he could. It was awkward for him because though they were partly covered by a blanket on the floor, he could still see Olivia's breasts and he knew how Fitz was about her so he tried staying as far away as possible. They'd spent most of the night alternating between watching tv, eating snacks and feeling each other up, the last of which, required no clothes so they never got dressed after they had sex.

"Mr. president?" Tom said again.

Fitz jumped up.

"What's going on?"

He turned around and saw Tom standing at the far side of the room. She looked down and saw Olivia partly exposed and covered her up.

"Mr. president, it's 11:03am, you have the luncheon at 12. Mr. Beene is going crazy."

"Shit, shit ,shit."

Fitz checked his watch.

"Tom give me 5 minutes, I'm coming right now."

"Yes sir."

Tom walked out quickly leaving them alone.

Fitz ran to the bathroom and brushed his teeth and washed his face. He smoothed out his hair and ran to the bedroom to get dressed and then went back to the living room. He picked Olivia up and brought her to her bedroom and covered her under the sheets and tapped her gently and woke her up.

"Liv, baby, I have to run back to the White House."

She stretched and yawned.

"Okay baby, gimme a kiss before you go."

Fitz leaned over and kissed her.

"I love you, I know you're going back to sleep, call me when you wake up okay."

"Okay, love you too."

He kissed her one last time then he left.