A/N - I'm sorry that I posted the same chapter twice & didn't notice it until the next freaking day! That was humiliating...Hopefully this chapter (& the next) make up for it. Thank you for your support.

Behind Closed Doors

Fitz was trying to get lost in the moment. To enjoy being with Liv and shut out his thoughts and worries. It was damn near impossible to do. Every time he touched her skin, he worried about grabbing her too roughly. She was a tiny thing after all. He wondered if she wanted more tender romance and less aggressive caveman. Was his breath okay after drinking all afternoon? Was he being too pushy? Was she even ready for this? He would not be ruled by his...

Olivia sighed loudly and physically shook his shoulders. "I can practically hear you thinking too much! Let me guess? You're second guessing everything you are doing? Too much? Not enough? Does she like this? Is that a turn off?"

"Wow. Yea. Exactly. How did you..."

"Turn it off and show me what you got, counselor." Liv demanded. She was enjoying the sensations he was bringing to her body. His mouth was the gift that kept on giving and he knew exactly how to give. As much as she was loving his mouth on her lips and neck, she was desperate to feel his mouth on other parts of her body too. Him overthinking would kill the mood. It had to be stopped.

She looked into his blue eyes to reassure him that she wanted this just as badly as he did. Probably more. With a familiar ache between her legs, she told him, "I know you'll stop if I ask you to. Until I give that verbal command, you have got to turn off your brain and think with another important part of your body. The one I am craving more than air right now."

Could she be any sexier? With all doubts erased, Fitz grabbed her chin and kissed her roughly. In no time at all, she was grinding her center against his rock hard crotch. He wanted nothing more than to ram himself deep inside her body and lose all sanity.

Breaking the kiss, Fitz made a beeline for her neck. She definitely loved feeling his mouth there. Her grinding became more intense, as were the sounds she was making.

Breathlessly, she mumbled, "Fitz?"

He halfheartedly grunted at her, but kept at the task of tasting the skin at her neck. The roaring in his ears prevented him from hearing whatever she had said. She'd tell him if it was important and...

"Fitz!"

"Huh? What?" His initial reaction was annoyance at her for making him stop what he was doing. Even for a moment. Pulling his head back he looked at her. "What is it?"

She would say this four word sentence quickly. His mouth not on her skin was no way to live. Swallowing, she whispered, "it's hot in here."

"Of course it is. You're wearing a thick hoodie. You wanna take it off?" It was then that he realized what he had suggested. His dazed expression cleared some. He probably shouldn't have said that. It made him sound like a pervert or like he was dying to get her naked, which he was, but still...

"Will you do it?" She asked innocently. "Please?"

Time stopped moving. All the blood in his body moved to his crotch. His mouth was drier than a desert in an instant and the temperature had just gone up twenty degrees. Did she really just ask him to do that? Time caught back up with them in a rush. Liv was staring at him, nibbling on her lower lip. The one he liked nibbling on. She was going to be the death of him tonight. He was sure of it.

Trying to come across as calm, cool, and collected, he knew he'd sound like an idiot if he spoke now. Instead, he set her down on her feet and gave a strangled sound. "Mmmhmm."

Keeping his eyes on her, he watched her arms come up in the air over her head. The defiant look on her face was daring him to move. It really was hot in here now. Like they were on the sun. His fingers fumbled between them for the hem of the hoodie. When he found it, Fitz wasn't sure if he was more relieved or terrified? Lifting it slowly, the back of his fingers grazed the soft skin on Liv's flat stomach. It was firm and warm, and he wanted to run his tongue there soon.

With his hands flat against her sides now, Fitz began to pull the hoodie up. Liv stared at him with silent yearning, watching the desire on his face grow more intense as more of her skin was revealed. His hands paused momentarily when the underside of her breasts were exposed.

She tried not to smile when she saw him swallowing hard before continuing to rid the piece of clothing. It came up and over her head, making her face disappear for what felt like an eternity. When she opened her eyes and looked at him, Fitz was staring at her. She was starting to feel self conscious when he finally breathed out, "you are so beautiful."

All self consciousness evaporated immediately and she smiled at him.

"Do you think you know me well enough now?" He tried.

That snapped her out of her blissful state. Tilting her head to the side, she said, "I'm sorry. What now?"

She was so damn cute, acting like she had no clue what he meant. Feeling a little bolder he said, "you owe me one, remember?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"The dumb act is adorable, but you're too sophisticated to pull it off."

"I genuinely don't know what..."

"You do. You bumped into my bare chest earlier and basically felt me up. Then you were like..." Now he changed his voice to sound overly feminine. "'...ohmygah I can't believe I touched your amazingly huge muscles.

Olivia covered her mouth and laughed at the lunatic standing in front of her. "You are..."

"Ridiculous. I know." He was getting better at remembering what people called him. Taking a step closer, and backing her against the wall again, he put his hands on either side of the wall near her face. He clenched his jaw and locked eyes with her, intentionally licking his lips. He watched her big chocolate eyes drop to watch the mini show. A split second later, a little groan bubbled up from her throat. Damn, she really did like seeing him lick his lips.

Back to the task at hand. "You said you didn't know me well enough to do the same thing to you."

Now she understood. Doing her best to contain her laughter, Liv cleared her throat and politely asked, "what about it?"

"You know." he said confidently, as he got on his knees in front of her. Her gloriously perky chest was directly in front of his face begging for his attention.

"Lick your lips again." she commanded.

Craning his head back to make sure he had her full attention he had the audacity to smirk at her. In one swift motion, he put a hand behind her back and yanked her to him, closing the miniscule distance between them as his head pressed forward and his open mouth latched onto her nipple. He began sucking and nibbling immediately while his hand came up and pinched her free nipple to stiffen it for his mouth to feast on momentarily.

Her hands went into his hair, and once again all she could do was hold on as he brought delicious sensations to her body. She sagged against the wall and tried to stifle her own sounds. "ohhhh god!"

Fitz felt her legs buckle and picked her up in his arms again and carried her to his bed. He laid her down very gently before covering her body with his own. The faint light from the street light cast a beautiful glow on her skin. Pushing back a stray curl, he smiled down at her and tenderly said, "hi."

She loved his ridiculous side. Her contented smile was automatic. "Hi."

"Are you okay?"

She nodded lightly and said, "I'm perfectly fine. Now kiss..."

Ignoring her request, Fitz dipped his head to her chest and ran his flattened tongue from the underside of her breast up over her hard nipple. He spared her a look before focusing back on her breasts. "Give me a minute."

Liv grinned up at the man on top of her. The grin faded quickly and turned to a look of need as he began to gently suck on the bud. She inhaled sharply while sticking her chest out further for him to feast on, and began writhing against him. "Mmmmm."

Giving the other nipple the same time and attention, he was lost in the sounds she was making for him. Fitz absentmindedly ran a hand down the top of her velvety smooth well toned leg. Dragging his hand slowly toward her center, the moment he touched lace was the moment he remembered she still had one item of clothing on. They both did.

He stopped sucking. He moved off of her little body, leaning over it instead. Fitz began kissing an unhurried trail from her nipple up over her breast, to her neck, and back to kiss her lips. Liv tried to devour his mouth, but he wasn't having it. The kiss continued unrushed as their tongues slid against each other in a happy reunion.

After a few moments, he kissed his way to her earlobe, and sucked on it for just a second or two. He planted baby kisses right behind her ear as his hand slid back down to her center. The small grin on his face couldn't be helped when he heard her inhale sharply. Once again, her legs opened wide for him and her hips began to move toward his body.

Taking his time again, he began rubbing little circles against her lace covered center. Her pleasured sounds intensified, her breathing quickened, and Fitz definitely heard her pant out his name right before her own hand covered his. Just when he thought she couldn't be any sexier, she took it to another level.

She twined their fingers together before sliding them up over her belly button while her other hand pulled her panties away from her skin. Fitz groaned, trying to rein in his own body's urgency while desperate to take care of Liv's. Her body was practically humming with anticipation as she guided their hands under the thin material to her bundle of nerves. The second his pinkie lightly grazed her center Liv released a breathy moan. She let go of his hand and slid hers up under the pillow she was laying on.

He watched in fascination how she arched her back and moved her hips with the slow rhythmic movements of his hand. She was the picture of passion. Her eyes were closed, mouth open slightly, face scrunched, and her hair was beginning to show signs of bed head.

"Mmmm...Yes, Fitz! Please..." she whimpered.

Fitz could listen to the sound of her saying his name in that desperate, breathy, love drunk tone for the rest of his life and never tire of it. It kept him rock hard and full of desire for her, but more than that, it made him want to take care of her crucial needs above his own. Knowing he'd catch her by surprise again, he dipped his head and kissed her tenderly as he released his nimble fingers from under the lace.

She immediately broke the kiss and gave a little whining sound, letting him know she wasn't happy about his move.

He shot her an amused look and raised his eyebrows at her. Pouting turned to intrigue on her face before he leaned down and captured her lips once more. Her arm came around his neck, while his reached down and began sliding the pink material down. Keeping his palm under the panties but against her skin, and his thumb hooked on the top hem, Fitz took his sweet time sliding them down over her shapely ass.

Now it was his turn to groan at what he was feeling. His tongue grew a bit more eager in her mouth as his hands continued the removal process. After one hip was free, and her backside had been thoroughly felt up, he unceremoniously tugged the undergarment down over her ankles and let it go.

The way Liv spread herself out on his large bed was all the go ahead he needed. He slowly eyed her damn near perfect naked body from head to toe hungrily. It was a bit surprising to discover that his heart was pounding with eagerness, but also a bit of nerves. If he was nervous with his underwear on, Liv could very well be feeling more than a little bit...

"What are you doing?"

Her voice broke him from the derailment he was most definitely headed for. Brought back to reality, he shook his head a few times and said, "huh?"

"I asked what are you doing?" She repeated.

"I...nothing. Thinking." He sputtered.

"Oh? About what?" She was way past ready for him, but if he was feeling nervous or whatever, they could take a minute.

"It's no big deal." Could he be more of a moron? Speaking about nonsense when a beautiful...no, the most beautiful woman on earth was naked on his bed.

She reached a hand toward him, and smiled when he took it. "Tell me anyway. It'll break the ice."

"We have ice?" He asked with sky high eyebrows. "All I was getting was steam."

"Really? That's why you were staring at me like that and not making your move?" She challenged.

"What is it with you and my moves?" He muttered. When he cut his eyes back to her, Fitz knew she had heard him. "Fine. I was worried that you might be feeling nervous?"

She propped herself up on her elbows and shot him a quizzical look. "Why would I be nervous?"

"Because I'm in my underwear." Quinn and Harrison were right. He was an asshole.

Liv would ask him later on what that ludicrous sentence meant. Right now, she was a woman with needs! "I'm the farthest away from being nervous as I've ever been in my life. This is as good a time as any to tell you that I am on birth control and I am clean."

"I'm not on birth control..."

"See! There's the sexy funny guy I'm so not nervous about being naked with!"

To prove he wasn't nervous either, he pulled his underwear down to the floor and stepped out of them. It was a slight boost to his ego to see her eyes bulge for a second as she stared at his freely standing at attention member. Grinning at her, he added, "...but I do own condoms and I'm clean too."

I hope their magnums, she thought to herself. She crooked a finger at him and in a sensual tone said, "mmm, come 'ere." Liv watched as his grin grew.

Fitz hovered just over her lips and paused. "You think I'm sexy?"

Through her own grin she whispered, "my sexy bigfoot."

She called him hers. He'd overthink that later.

Holding onto each other, they both sank into the kiss as their bodies sank back down into the mattress. Olivia wrapped a leg around his waist, but Fitz reached down and gently pulled it off, and then pushed her leg open. Ending the kissing for now with a few pecks, Fitz pulled her bottom lip into his mouth and lightly nibbled on it before releasing it and then sliding down her body.

Not able to resist her neck, he swiped his tongue lightly down the column of her neck between kisses. Keeping it moving, he once again found himself hovering above her breasts. He flicked his tongue against her nipple before blowing on it and watching it pebble. Humming appreciatively, he sucked the stiff peak as Liv writhed underneath him. The other side got the shortened version of the oral treatment before he released it and moved even more south on her body.

Settling himself comfortably between her open legs, Fitz dipped his head and dragged his tongue up her center. The second his tongue hit her spot, she whimpered. That sound drove him to orally torture her with a flicking tongue and adventurous fingers. He lost count of how many times she called out or chanted his name, the number of times she begged him not to stop, or how many hairs she yanked out of his head in her ecstatic state. When he felt her legs go weak and no longer try to close around his head, Fitz knew it was time to move on.

Kissing her inner thigh, and maybe sucking the sensitive skin there enough to leave a mark, he began making his way up her body in the same way he had made his way down it. When he looked down at her face, he couldn't help but smile. Her eyes were closed, but she looked happy as a clam and light as a feather. "How are we doing up here?"

"Sooooo good!" She said, patting his cheek. "Please make sure you don't ever lose that tongue!"

His smile turned into a humor filled chuckle. "I'll do my best to keep up with it. Just for you."

Just then her eyes fluttered open and she sent him a sensual look. "Have you had a big enough break now to overthink everything and be ready for the main event?"

He reached over her body and pulled the top drawer of his nightstand open. Pulling out a foil wrapped condom he began opening it and rolling it on. "Funny. I thought we were waiting on you."