S106 What is it about elevators? They seem to hold so much potential. ? I always wondered what happened the day after their first night on the campaign trail. I will intersperse multiple one-shots exploring the development of their relationship during the campaign. It is ripe with significant opportunity. ?

Olivia stepped on to the elevator with two staffers after getting her room assignment. It had been a long day starting with the prayer breakfast. She'd felt the heat of Fitz's gaze more than once today, but never had a moment to address the questions that seemed to flit across his face. As the doors almost closed, a hand, Fitz's hand, halted the progression of the elevator. Their eyes locked as Fitz joined the group with his luggage.

"The most honest thing I can say right now Kendall is that I am a man in love, with an incredible woman." Those words and the expression on his face played on repeat in Olivia's mind as the elevator doors closed, trapping her and Fitz together. She felt the heat of his body inching closer to hers, the air in the elevator becoming thick, their tension palatable. As he inched closer still, as if drawn to her, she felt the back of his hand brush hers and the heat of his stare as he turned toward her. Her gaze met his and then the doors opened.

That moment replayed in her mind as she stood on the new elevator, tension brimming. He moved and stood beside her, heat radiating off his body and desire building tension between them. The elevator stopped and the two staffers left to go to their rooms. As the doors closed trapping them together, Fitz again eased closer to her, before pulling the emergency stop. He turned to gaze at her with hooded eyes before the elevator came grinding to a halt, trapped between the sixth and seventh floor. The emergency lights flickered on and their breaths grew more labored as the wall of heat that was Fitz, backed her against the bar in the elevator.

Fierce blue eyes, blazing with emotion, met brown eyes. Large hands ran down her jacket-covered forearms, the heat of his touch coming through the fabric, his eyes never leaving hers. His lips brushed her jaw in a barely-there kiss as his thumb traced her bottom lip. He felt her body tremble and steadied himself in her eyes before brushing his mouth against hers; they both groaned. They kissed again slowly, neither knowing whose mouth opened first, but both glad for it as their tongues teased and the kiss deepened. As he felt arousal coursing through him, he pressed against the heat of her body. He broke the kiss before burying his face in her neck. I want you. Fitz thought hotly.

They both caught their breath and unconsciously soothed the other in the tender embrace. "You left without a word, while I slept" he mumbled the accusation against her neck.

"It was what needed to be done," she stroked the tense muscles of his back soothingly. "We couldn't very well leave your room together this morning for the prayer breakfast and meet Cyrus in the hall."

Fitz pulled back cupping her face, "tell me that last night meant something to you. I don't think I could take it if…"

Olivia cut him off, "It meant something. You mean something. I honestly wish you didn't." she said in a serious tone before glancing away.

He stroked her jaw gently bringing her gaze back to his before a shy smile crossed his face and his eyes filled with emotion. He pushed the emergency stop button back in before moving back beside her. Olivia pulled out her key card folio from her pocket before locking eyes with Fitz. "Come to my room in 30? We need to talk." She handed him one of the two keys.

Fitz locked eyes with her once again, a silent message communicating that they needed to talk. "Ok."

The doors opened and she repeated. "Ok."

They both went to their respective rooms and released deep breaths before unpacking and showering.

What is this? What do I want this to be? Olivia asked herself as she rubbed floral-scented cream into her skin. He's married. What we're feeling is temporary. But last night was so real. It's more than simple want. Olivia continued her nightly routine, moisturizing her face and body as she thought about the previous night and its implications.

Fuck I want her. I need her. She's everything that has been missing in my life. Why didn't I meet her sooner? Why now at the most impossible time? It doesn't matter. She's mine. Fitz dressed and walked down the hall before using the key she had given him.

Opening the door, he locked eyes with Olivia seated in the hotel robe in one of the two lounge chairs in the room with a glass of wine on the end table beside her. Olivia assumed he would take the other chair and was surprised when instead, he sat on the footrest directly in front of her, his legs spread on either side of hers so their knees gently touched.

"Hi." He said softly.

"Hi." She echoed equally as soft.

He took her hands, slowly rubbing his thumbs over the back of her hands. "Last night…" Fitz started.

"Last night was…" Olivia tried.

"Last night was an incredible surprise. You shook me…to my core. To know that what I've been feeling, all this time isn't one sided." He smiled, his eyes soft, his tone serious. "I wanted you the moment I saw you, you know."

Olivia smiled bashfully. "Yeah, you tried to fire me because of it."

Fitz smiled softly. "I tried to set those feelings aside," he continued, "and just focus on the election, but every day you wow me, you dazzle me. Every day I'm around you make me want you even more. Last night when you walked to my room…"

Olivia dropped her hands onto his strong thighs. "Last night everything changed, but this is impossible. You're married. Your wife is coming back tomorrow."

Fitz felt the floor falling from underneath him before she continued.

"I kept telling myself that all day. But seeing you, sitting here with you, this just feels so right. She brought her eyes back up to meet his intense gaze, feeling the tension radiating from him.

Fitz moved in closer. "I don't know how we will make this work, but I need you Olivia." He looked at her with earnest.

He turned his palm into her hand when she reached up to cup his face. He pulled her closer until they shared breath. "You destroyed me last night," he whispered. "Tonight, I'm gonna make sure I show you just how that feels."

He took her mouth in a hungry kiss, devastating her as he nipped her mouth and soothed the sting with his wet tongue. Gripping her hips he lifted her onto his lap, never breaking the kiss; he parted her robe, his hands finding silk beneath. She felt a trail of heat everywhere he touched and moaned in pleasure. He broke their kiss, to suck his way over her neck, nipping at her clavicle. His hands possessed her body, running over her breasts and down her back. He stole her breath as his touch alone brought her to the edge of an orgasm. He groaned as she ground her hips into his. He reached between their bodies, finding her clit through her underwear and rubbed tight circles while sucking on her neck. His touch sent heat flowing through her body as though having a direct connection with her orgasm. Olivia moaned as she came in his lap.

Fitz looked at her with hooded eyes before standing and boosting her in the air, walking into her bedroom. He knelt on the bed with Olivia still in his arms, not wanting to let her go. Damn that's hot. His strength and dominance turned her on in a way she wouldn't have thought possible. She sucked his tongue into her mouth showing him how much he excited her. She nipped his tongue, making him groan, even as he peeled off her robe, exposing the silk beneath. He broke the kiss before yanking his shirt roughly over his head. God she's beautiful, Fitz thought, stroking his hands over her silk-covered body. He bit and sucked at her breasts through the fabric while continuously stroking his hands up and down her sides, driving her wild. When she grew near the edge again, Fitz peeled the teddy from her body. He needed to feel her skin against his and slid his warm body over hers as he moved back to her mouth, his soft chest hair tickling her skin. His mouth was hot and drugging as he kissed her deeply. She loved the feeling of his weight pressing her down into the bed, her hips rocking gently against his hard length pressed against her core and stomach. Olivia stroked her hands down his muscled, warm back, her nails scratching when he moved to use his teeth and tongue on her.

Fitz trailed kisses down her body before coming to her heated center. "I love how wet you are for me," he rasped against her thigh trailing hot, wet kisses slowly from one thigh to the other, avoiding where she wanted him most. "Fitz…" Olivia moaned his name in warning.

"Yes Liv?" he looked up at her with lust-filled, yet humorous eyes. He stroked his thumb in one firm stroke over her clit, watching her eyes turn to slits as she mewled. "Is this what you want?"

"I want… your mouth on me," Olivia panted. She watched a sexy smirk cover his mouth before he lowered his mouth and licking her firmly before thrusting his tongue inside of her, groaning as he coated his tongue in her juices. He moved back to her clit and sucked her firmly before lightly using his teeth sending her flying over the edge.

As she slowly came down, she watched him unbuckle his slacks and slowly remove both slacks and boxers, keeping his eyes on hers. She watched his slowly crawl back to her and looking into his eyes, she gently stroked his cheek and answered his unasked question. "I want this too. I want us…"

She opened herself to him and with their eyes locked, he pressed inside of her inch by inch. They both groaned as she adjusted to his size. With a subtle tilt of her hips, Fitz began to move, with deep slow strokes, he mated with her. His tongue brushed her lips, and when she sucked it into her mouth, they melted into one another. Fitz gripped her hands on either side of her head as he felt her fisting around him, almost at her peak. With a groan, he pushed her thighs back and tilted her hips up, hitting her g-spot and swallowing her scream as she came. Feeling her tighten around him, he came, continuing to thrust slowly as she clamped tightly around him.

His warm breath evened out against her neck as he slowly came down from their mating. Slowly, he pulled out of her body, but didn't move away from her body. Pulling back, he looked down softly into her eyes.

"Should I leave?" he asked quietly.

"No. I want you to stay," she answered softly. "I already set an alarm for you just in case."

Fitz pressed a warm, soft kiss to her mouth, showing her he understood the significance of the request.

"Ok." He moved beside her, wrapping his arms around her. Olivia laid her head on his chest, hearing his heart beat; she fell asleep with her heart beating in tandem.

Alright folks, that's my take on the day after. I hope you liked it. Please leave reviews! I will likely spring forward as this current "home stay" life has me reliving some content. Hope you and your loved ones are staying safe and well. ? More to come!