Getting To Know You

The minute the car came to a stop in the driveway, Olivia and Fitz got out and met at the front of it. Her arms came around him and their lips instantly connected in a frenzied kiss full of impatience and desperate want. It was freezing outside and while their tongues got reacquainted, Fitz walked them towards the front door of the cabin.

Her back landed against the door with a light thud and Fitz's mouth left hers to explore her neck. His warm breath on her skin was making her mind fuzzy. She was beyond ready to get this thick puffy coat off though! "Mmmm...open...the door" she panted out.

Using Olivia's keys, Fitz tried to unlock the door but was having difficulty with her body in the way. And her mouth was killing him. If it wasn't twelve whole degrees outside, he probably would have just said screw it and continued where they were. But damn, he was cold!

"Livvie? Mmmm. God, your mouth is addicting." He grasped her chin to hold her in place, not able to get enough of her. The keys fell in the process. Breaking the kiss, he impatiently exclaimed, "dammit!"

"What's the matter?"

"I dropped the keys in the snow."

She chuckled at him, and then crinkled her nose. "You can't multitask huh? That's kind of a bummer for me, but I'm glad I learned that about you now, rather than later."

He put his arm on the doorframe over her head and leaned against it. When he had her full attention, he licked his lips, knowing she watched that shit like a hawk. "When I get you inside the cabin, Livvie you'll see just how many things I can do at one time."

Olivia momentarily stopped breathing. Was it the lip licking? The threat? Or the way he was looking at her as if she were a meal he planned to take his time and savor? Maybe it was the intense combination of all three? Whatever the reason, it was sexy as hell! She bit her lower lip with her eyes peeled on his for another peek at his tongue poking out. "I'll...uhhh, I'll help you look."

"Good idea" he agreed, clenching his jaw. The icy pieces of metal were quickly thrust into his hand moments later. He inserted the key into the key hole, and then dipped his head and attacked Olivia's mouth with great fervor. Holding onto her waist, he twisted the cold doorknob, and the two of them stumbled into the warm cabin still connected by the mouth.

They immediately began removing the multiple outer layers they each had on, leaving a trail of coats, hats, and scarves on the floor in their wake. Making their way toward the stairs, Olivia grabbed the hem of his sweater and jerked it up over his chest. He released his hold on her one hand at a time to pull his arms free of the confining sweater. When it was at his neck, he pulled his lips from hers long enough to pull his head free. He flung it over his shoulder and continued walking her backwards up the steps.

"Which room is Abby and Leo's?" Olivia asked, holding onto his neck.

He frowned at her. "Didn't you scope the place out when you first got here?"

"I was too exhausted when I arrived. And then I was woken up by a very rude man."

He gave her a lopsided grin and quickly pecked her lips. "Sorry about that. You probably won't get much sleep tonight either."

"Good to know." She giggled, hiding her face into his bare chest.

Fitz looked over her shoulder and nodded once. "The one at the end of the hall is theirs.

"Let's destroy it."

"Challenge accepted!" He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the closed door.

Inside the larger room, Fitz sat down on the edge of the bed with Olivia straddling his lap. She leaned forward to kiss him, but he pulled his head back a few inches and said, "wait a minute."

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing. Nothing at all. I just want you to know if you change your mind at any point in time, it's completely fine."

"That's very sweet, but are you chickening out on me?"

He shook his head back and forth with a grin. "No. I don't want you to feel pressured to do anything you don't want to do. That's all."

"I got that message loud and clear. Thank you for being thoughtful. It really does mean a lot to me, but I'm gonna need you to take those jeans off and show me your multitasking skills. Really impress me."

He put his hands around Olivia and flung her down flat on her back against the mattress. Moving to stand on the floor at the end of the bed, he began removing her leggings. Her body was jostled from the movement and he was enjoying the show. When he saw teal lace his hands quickened, pulling the elastic material all the way down her well toned legs, dropping it to the floor.

He took a moment to appreciate the pretty packaging, but he was ready to open it. Hooking his thumbs under the waistband of her sexy panties, Fitz began pulling them down over her hips. "Beautiful" he breathed out when she was bare before him.

Olivia watched something like adoration cover his face. She felt cherished and special in his eyes somehow. It made her want him even more. But before she could voice that, he dipped his head and started planting little kisses on her inner thighs.

Instead of heading straight for the prize, like Fitz knew she'd be expecting, he began in a slightly more southern spot. He wanted to learn as much about her as he could in these intimate moments. What she liked, what she loved. What made her breathing shallow? What made her whimper? It might be their first time together, but they weren't horny teenagers with a curfew. There was no reason to rush through everything. He planned to take his time and see what happened.

She thought she would get annoyed at his attention to the most random spot on her body, as well as the amount of time he was spending there, but the moment she felt that five o'clock shadow on his cheek scrape across her inner thigh Olivia let out a pleasure filled sound that she had never released before. Her mild embarrassment turned into a laugh stifled by covering her mouth with her hand when Fitz paused long enough to mutter, "I think she likes that."

"Stop with the commentary!" she teased, still giggling.

He lifted his head to look her in the eye. "Oh, you don't like me talking?"

Olivia shook her head back and forth.

He began gently rubbing her core and watched the amused look disappear in an instant. "You probably hate this then, huh, Livvie?" he asked softly.

She closed her eyes and started breathing heavier. It felt amazing and she hoped he never stopped. In fact, she opened her legs wider for him.

"Do you hate it? Hmmm?" Deciding to raise the stakes, Fitz slid a finger inside of her.

"Oh, god!"

"It's terrible, isn't it?" Fuck, she was gorgeous. So willing and ready for him. It was a turn on like he'd never experienced before. The sounds coming from her were making him rock hard. "Are you sure you want me to stop? Because I will."

The things he was doing to her were some of the sweetest torture known to woman kind. He was saying something, but she was experiencing something magical and missed half of it. Unless the cabin was on fire, she really didn't care.

And then his hands stopped moving.

Her eyes flew open wide and she propped herself up on her elbows to look down at him. "What happened? Why'd you stop?"

"You said you didn't like it." He answered.

"Nahhhhh uh! I never said that! I said I didn't like the commentary. But then I got into it."

"You did?" he asked with a grin.

"MmmHmmm."

"So, if I were to..." His hands resumed their earlier work.

Olivia closed her eyes, getting back into the spirit of things.

"Eyes on me, Livvie." He commanded.

That was sexy. Maybe there was something to him talking and it shouldn't be dismissed so quickly? She locked onto his blue eyes. They were practically dancing as he watched her react to the things he was doing to her. He licked his lips, watching her inquisitive brown eyes drop to his mouth immediately. It made him grin knowing how much she loved seeing him do it.

He was doing that on purpose, knowing she couldn't kiss him right...Olivia watched as he dipped his head down between her legs and begin to work her over with that tongue. She didn't have the strength to stay upright for this. Seconds later, she was at the point of no return. He was fantastic!

Gripping the sheets tightly with shallow breathing, she got impossibly closer to the ledge. "Just...a...little...more, ore, ooooooohmygod!"

Now that was an orgasm! Fitz thought to himself proudly. Next time he'd try to get her to scream his name. While she caught her breath, he crawled up the bed beside her. He opened the bedside drawer and saw a box of condoms. Whispering a silent thank you to Leo, he ripped one open and slid it on. When he was on his back, he felt Olivia take his hand and he gave it a light squeeze. Turning his head, he asked, "are you okay, Tiger?"

She grinned at him and said, "never better. It's starting to get chilly in here though."

"Let me warm you up." He rolled on top of her, covering her with his body and began to kiss her tenderly. Her skin went from shivering to feeling like an inferno in no time at all. Her shirt and bra were quickly removed. He loved how responsive she was to his touch, and how she wanted to be touching him all the time. It was fascinating to him.

She was happy to keep things at a slower pace so they could explore a little more about each other. Whenever he looked down at her, he had a curl that hung in the middle of his forehead. It reminded her of Superman's hair and Olivia grinned knowing that was not the end of the similarities between Fitz and the superhero.

He seemed to like it when she raked her fingernails down his back. She was about to see how he reacted to her being in his neck when he slid inside of her.

They both paused all movement and groaned loudly as their bodies clung to each other. "This is nothing short of..."

"Amazing?" He supplied, and slowly began to move his hips.

"God, yes!" She held onto him for dear life, holding him as close to her as possible as her hips kept the rhythm with his.

Fitz looked down at her, stunned that they had gotten to this place. "You're so beautiful, Livvie."

She slid her hand behind his neck and pulled him down until his face hovered just above hers. "Thank you."

He pulled his head back, and was met with resistance. "For what?"

"For everything. You make me laugh, you're kind, and thoughtful, you eat my food without complaining, and you'd fight off angry trolls in the woods for me."

"I'm not fighting angry trolls. Just your basic run of the mill kind." He informed her with a look. "Angry trolls are deadly."

She burst into laughter until he joined in with her. "You are a breath of fresh air to me. Air that I can't seem to get enough of. Is that too much information?"

"In the getting to know you better phase? Nah." He gave her a lopsided grin and pushed into her, loving how her face crinkled up from the exquisite feel of it. "Besides, I'm right there with you. I can't seem to get enough of you either."

"Really?" She asked doubtfully.

"MmmmHmm. Do you want to go for a walk in the woods tomorrow so you can watch me kick troll ass?"

She shrugged, and turned her head towards the window. "We could. I thought we'd spend most of the day in bed together, but if you want to bundle up to go play with short guys in the..."

Fitz poked her in the ribs, loving the sound of her squeal. He'd log away the fact that she was ticklish for another time. Now, he concentrated on pleasing her in every way possible.

A short while later she started to whine. "Fitz? I'm...ahhhh..."

"You're close. I know. See, I'm learning." He rubbed his nose against her before pecking her lips and quickening the pace of his hips. Her breathing was getting heavier, she was writhing underneath him, and she was saying his name like a plea for help. It was incredible to watch from his vantage point.

Olivia was holding onto his forearms, but when he started moving faster, they slid up and over his shoulders. She sunk her nails into the middle of his back and began dragging them back up towards his shoulders.

"You're...killing me...in...the best...ohhhh...possible way...with those nails, Livvie." He panted out. "I don't know why...uhhhh...but it feels...mmmm amazing."

She rubbed the skin she knew she had just left marks on and dragged them across his back once again, still keeping up with his hips. He was moving even faster now and it was all she could do to just hold onto him as he hammered into her over and over again.

Fitz was practically at the finish line himself, but he wasn't going to leave her behind while he got his. Putting all his weight on his forearm, Fitz reached down and began to feverishly rub against her core. The sounds that simple act brought out of her were nothing short of magical.

"Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiitz!" She clung to him as her body shivered repeatedly.

Within seconds, Fitz let out a loud grunt and became still as his body emptied into her. He immediately flopped over onto his back on the mattress beside her. His own breathing was labored, his skin felt like the center of the sun, and he would quite literally kill for a glass of lukewarm water. Instead, he slid the condom off, throwing it into the trashcan near the bed, and pulled the sheet up over both of them.

They both drifted off to sleep within minutes. Twice during the night, they woke each other up wanting more, and both times they gave and got more. "Nite, Livvie."

"Nite, Fitz." She mumbled. She was exhausted beyond belief. "Please don't wake me up again."

"Your needy ass woke me up that last time!' He reminded her with a chuckle.

"Shut up! You loved it."

"I did love it. Almost as much as you loved it."

"Nite, Fitz."

"Nite, Livvie." Somewhere around four in the morning, they finally drifted off for good.

Three hours later, a familiar voice woke them both up. "What the hell, Liv? I said not to have sex in our bed!"