Fitz woke up at his usual time of 6 in the morning. Olivia was sleeping peacefully beside him, with the blanket covering up to her nose. He sat up, her back was turned to him from their spooning position so he leaned over and moved the blanket from her face so nothing was blocking her airway and kissed her bare shoulder.
"Morning Livie," he whispered softly into her hair.
He stood up and stretched, he could feel his morning erection throbbing, no doubt from his dream about everything they'd done to each other during the night. He looked around at the articles of clothing all over the room that they'd thrown on the floor after they came back from the oval late in the night and had another round.
He looked around for her underwear, he distinctly remembered removing it because he did so with his teeth.
"Looking for these?" Olivia asked as she held out her black lace cheekies for him.
He hadn't realized she'd woken up and turned around and smiled.
"Did I wake you when I got off the bed?"
She sat up, revealing her naked breasts barely covered by the blanket.
"Yes."
She stood up and walked on the huge king sized bed over to him and stopped in front of him. He took a moment to admire her naked body, he could still see the trail of dark purple love bites he left in between her thighs from the night before.
Olivia knelt on the bed before him and looked down at his morning wood before she smiled and kissed him.
"I think we've been dreaming about the about the same thing," she said softly.
Fitz smirked.
"Prove it," he challenged.
Olivia looked up at him, quite innocently, he was a little taken aback by her expression but then in stark contrast she grabbed his hand and reintroduced his fingers to her vagina. She was soaked.
"Do you feel that?"
Fitz ran his fingers up and down her slit, bathing them in her juice.
"I'm never not dripping wet at the thought of you inside me," she said seductively.
He pushed her back on the bed so she was laying flat with her legs spread open.
"Now if only it was your cock inside me, instead of your fingers teasing me…"
Fitz smirked dangerously.
"You love talking dirty don't you?"
"I do," she teased.
He brushed his finger against her clit as he brought them to her mouth, he saw her quiver, she was still a little sore from what the'd done the night before. He stuff both fingers in her mouth and watched her suck them as he drove them in and out of her mouth then kissed down her body hungrily while he kept her mouth busy with his fingers. He stopped between her legs and took one hard, deliberate lick down her slit before he gave her clit a hard suck and then stopped.
"Shit," Olivia screamed.
Fitz shoved his fingers back in her mouth and then wrapped his hands around his cock and stroked himself before he buried it inside.
He could feel how swollen she was and he knew she wouldn't last more than a few minutes but unfortunately when she was swollen and hot and wet around him, he couldn't last either.
His dream had been enough foreplay for him, all he wanted now was to burst and spill his cum inside her but not before he watched her cum for him, her pleasure always came before his own.
He held on to her waist to steady her as he thrusted into her and watched as she stretched for him wantingly, he leaned down and kissed her.
She dug her fingernails into his ass and shoved him deeper.
"Deeper baby, I want to feel every inch of you inside me," she whimpered into his mouth.
He stopped and pulled out and the turned her face down, ass up and entered her again and slapped her ass as he stroked her full tilt.
"Fuck!" Fitz grunted angrily as he realized he hopeless to stop his impending orgasm.
He looked down at Olivia, her ass red from his slaps, her toes curled, back arched, fingers hanging onto the sheets for dear life, she was just as hopeless as him.
"Oh yes, just like tha-" she gasped and became speechless as her orgasm took her mid sentence.
As if the visual imagery of Olivia orgasming on his cock wasn't enough to send him over the edge, the feeling of it threw him over a cliff and he spread her ass cheeks open as he emptied himself in her.
He pulled out and stepped back and watched as his seed ran down her slit and gathered in excess around her clit before it dripped onto the sheets. She still had her back arched and her ass perched in the air because she knew he liked to watch the show after the finished.
When she no longer felt it dripping , she turned around and laid flat on her back. She looked up at Fitz, who was gazing absently at her.
"Kiss me," she said softly.
Fitz stepped forward and dropped himself on top of her and kissed her as she giggled wildly.
"I love you," she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and ran her hands through his curls.
"I love you too."
Olivia let out a long breath.
"Oh my god... that was just... amazing, Fitz you can't keep doing this to me, it should be illegal but I love it so much, I'm addicted," she said breathlessly.
He lifted her in the air and threw her over his shoulders, "good," he said as he carried her to the bathroom, she squealed and laughed all the way there.
They brushed their teeth and showered then headed to the closet to get dressed. Lauren dropped a few garment bags of her clothes along with some underwear, toiletries and shoes from her apartment in yesterday's evening. She opened the garment bags and looked through at what Lauren brought. She was glad Lauren was practical, she mostly packed pants and shirts which would have to do until she brought some stuff over herself.
She looked through the bag of underwear Lauren packed and chuckled.
"What happened?" Asked Fitz.
"Nothing, I just thought about how awkward it was for Lauren to pack my underwear and bring them here."
Olivia held up a white Calvin Klein thong to Fitz.
"What underwear are you wearing?"
Fitz lifted his shirt and looked.
"Calvins."
Olivia smiled.
"Perfect, we'll match."
Fitz finished getting dressed in his Brooks Brothers suit and Olivia threw on a pair of skinny khaki chinos from Theory and a white oversized cotton button from J crew. She looked throw the shoes Lauren packed and prayed there were a pair of flats somewhere in there.
"Yay," she said as she spotted her black Chanel flats.
"Livie?"
She turned around and Fitz held up two ties.
"Which one?"
"Striped."
He handed her the striped tie and she tied it around his neck.
"I'll be tying you up with this later mister."
Fitz laughed.
"I look forward to it."
He kissed her once on the lips and then settled his hands around her hips.
"What are your plans for today?" He asked.
"I have some work to do on my laptop for a few hours, I have to call Savannah for a session at 11, Abby and Sahara should arrive around noon, so my afternoon is pretty much gonna revolve around Sahara."
"I can't wait to meet her," Fitz said with a smile.
"What are your plans?"
"Briefing at 9, I'm going to a hospital to visit a wounded soldier at 10, listening session at 11:30, I have a break at 12:15, you should bring Sahara by, then I'm meeting with my cabinet members at 1, I have a few important phone calls and other things I'm working on throughout and also I'm still waiting to see what Mellie next move is."
"When was the interview broadcast?"
"Last night at 8, so all the morning shows will be picking it up."
"I'm interested to see what her response will be," Olivia said with a smirk.
"Me too," Fitz kissed her again, "come on, breakfast should be ready."
He took her hand and led her out to the balcony to the delicious breakfast spread laid out for them with pretty much everything she could think off.
"Wow, this looks great."
Fitz sat at the table and took a copy of the daily newspaper and skimmed through as he drank coffee and ate a bagel with butter.
Olivia took a strawberry tart and walked to the railing and looked out at the park.
"You have a great view baby."
"The best in the world…"
Olivia sensed he was talking about something different. She looked back and saw him eyeing her ass and chuckled.
"I'm talking about the park Fitz, not my butt."
He smirked.
"I was."
He dropped the newspaper on the table and walked over to her and wrapped her arms around her waist and kissed the crook of her neck. He couldn't focus on whatever he was reading while she there so he didn't even bother.
"I'm gonna head to the Oval now but I just want you to know that while I'm working today, all I'll be able to think about is the image of my cum dripping slowly out of your pussy."
Olivia smiled mischievously and turned to face.
"I expect nothing less."
He smiled again and kissed her.
"I love you."
He walked over to the table and took another bite of his bagel.
"I love you too, make good decisions," she said as he headed out.
She heard him laugh as he walked away.
Olivia tarried a while on the balcony and nibbled at a few different pastures before she went to work on her laptop; checking her emails and working on her plan for the lab once it was finished and ready for her takeover and also working on her final millennium equation which she usually did for a half hour or so per day.
As she worked, she stopped twice to call Abby and find out how the train ride was going but for the most part she was focused on work. Once it was time to call Savannah, she rested her laptop on the couch and dialed Savannah.
"Morning Savannah."
"Hi Liv, I'm really happy you called, I saw Mellie Grant's announcement, how are you doing with that?"
"I'm fine, it's not as bad as you think, you know, I sort of expected that from her and the news is going to cover it for a while and then they'll move on, unless she has proof, she'll come out of this looking worse than me and Fitz."
"That's true I suppose, what about that crazy man that hassled you, I know that must've brought back memories for you. I emailed you last night when I found out."
"I just responded. It did bring back memories for me and I was honest with Fitz about it, but I wasn't hurt or anything so, you know, I was upset for a little while and then I moved on."
The was a brief pause over the line.
"Olivia why haven't you been calling me?"
She sighed.
"I didn't want to have a sit down with you and Fitz so I lied and told him you said it wasn't a good idea then I never called you because I didn't want to have to face you but in my defense, I admitted it to him, all of it."
"You did?"
"Yes."
"How did he react?"
"In usual Fitz fashion, he took it very well, I actually didn't really want to talk about me, I wanted to talk about him."
"Oh, what about him?"
Olivia leaned back on the couch and made herself comfortable.
"Well… I'm a little worried about him, I don't know if it's misplaced but I just feel like he's worrying too much."
"What do you mean worrying too much?"
"I mean he's worry about the country, he worried about the damn world, he's worried about me, I just think he's dealing with a lot- I mean he's just a man, there only so much a person can take right?"
"Did something specific happen that caused you to think that somehow now he's at his limit, did he express that to you?"
"Well no, he hasn't told me he's overwhelmed or anything but I can't sort of sense it."
"Well then you need to speak with him about that and let him know that is something that concerns you."
"I thought about doing that, the good thing is that we're going on vacation next Friday, we'll be celebrating our anniversary and his birthday, I think that'll be the perfect time to do it, what do you think?"
"I think whenever you're in a safe and comfortable setting you should do it, I find that you too spend so much time worrying about each other instead of speaking with each other about it."
"I've been opening up to him more, granted it's only been two days but I've been sharing in little bits and I think he really really likes that so I'm working on sharing more and more you know."
"What have you been sharing?"
"Well, I told him something important that happened while I was in Iran, something I didn't even tell you."
"Wow, I won't ask what it was but I will say that I'm proud, when people are in relationship, sharing is very important."
"Yeah, I'm learning that, especially with Fitz, that's how he feels secure especially since I returned from Iran. It's not like I keep things to myself because it's fun, after my mom died my dad didn't exactly encourage sharing, in fact he did the opposite and told me to keep my feelings to myself and I did until I met Abby, that was the first time I really opened up to anyone and I was pretty good at sharing until Iran-"
As Olivia spoke, her phone vibrated and she realized she was getting another call, it was Abby, mostly likely calling to tell her she'd arrived.
"Savannah can we pick up tomorrow, Abby's calling and I need to take it."
"Okay, we'll pick up tomorrow."
Olivia hung up quickly and answered Abby's call.
"Hello Abbs, where are you?"
"We're on our way there, maybe 5 minutes away, the guards just picked us up from the metro."
"Okay, I'll meet you out back."
"Alright."
Olivia hung up and headed down to the back entrance and waited until she saw the black suv approaching from the private south gate.
She walked down the steps as the suv came to a stop and Abby hopped out with Sahara on her hip.
Olivia smiled and walked over, giving Abby a hug as she took Sahara from her.
"Hello my princess, I missed you," she said as she kissed her chubby cheeks.
"Va!" Sahara screamed excitedly.
"Well hello Liv, I'm here too you know," Abby teased.
"Shut up, I gave you a hug already."
Olivia turned her attention back to Sahara and peppered her with kisses on her face and stomach. Sahara giggled uncontrollably in response.
"Come on Abby, let's go back up to the residence."
Abby followed Olivia back to Fitz's bedroom, all the while Abby gushed about being in the residence of the White House.
"I can't believe I'm actually here."
Olivia smiled and walked her to through the bedroom, Abby looked around and saw all the loose articles of clothing all over the floor and chuckled.
"I guess I know what you two did last night," she said cheekily.
"And this morning," Olivia retorted with a smirk.
She took them out to the balcony and showed Sahara the view.
"Are you hungry Abbs, help yourself."
The breakfast spread had still been barely touched.
"You don't have to tell me twice."
Abby took a plate and served herself some fruit and pastries.
"Are you hungry Sahara, do you want a muffin?" Asked Olivia.
"Fuff fuff."
Olivia smiled.
"I thought so."
Olivia sat her in the couch and gave her a muffin and watched as she ate.
"So, you know it's been crazy since the ex wife said you two were having an affair right, how have you been feeling with that?" Asked Abby.
"I haven't done much, Fitz did the interview yesterday and we're still waiting to see how she responds, I for one don't wanna have a back and forth with her."
"Yeah, I was so surprised he stuck up for you like that publicly, not that I thought he wouldn't, I've seen how he gets about you but watching that was kinda surreal, I'm glad he did though, there has been a difference in coverage since then, I'm pretty sure people just don't know what to believe at this point, Mellie Grant or the president."
"Well unless she has proof, which I don't think she does else she would have shown it already, I'm pretty sure they'll end up believing Fitz."
"What did he do about that crazy guy yesterday, I know you said you were okay but obviously that was really close."
Olivia smiled and fed Sahara some orange juice from a cup.
"He has him in custody, you know Fitz, he's not just gonna let it go."
"I don't blame him, you can just have crazy people jumping on you."
"Yeah, I know," she said absently as she mused over Sahara stuffing her face with a muffin.
"Sahara, I have someone very special I want you to meet, you met him already but it was only for a few minutes so your going to meet him again, his name is Fitz, can you say Fitz for Aunty Livie?"
"Fip," Sahara said with her mouth full of muffin.
Olivia laughed.
"That's good enough for me."
Abby chuckled too.
Olivia waited until Sahara was finished with her muffin and picked her up to take her to Fitz in the oval.
"Abby are you coming?"
"Does he even want to see me, you know, after the whole Gerry thing?"
"That's water under the bridge Abb, come on, you're my best friend, I'm sure Fitz loves you," Olivia said with just the slightest hint of sarcasm.
Abby rolled her eyes.
"Okay fine but if he kicks me out of the white house, I blame you."
"Shut up and follow me."
As they walked to the west wing, Abby started musing again.
"Wow, I can't believe this is really where you've been sleeping."
"I slept over my boyfriend's house, not a big deal."
"Yeah, except your boyfriend is the motherfucking president and his house is the motherfucking White House."
Olivia chuckled.
"Language!"
As they approached the oval, Olivia stopped at Lauren's desk.
"Is he free?"
"Yes, Dr. Pope, he's free."
"Perfect thank you Lauren, and thanks for stopping by my apartment yesterday, I really appreciate it."
Lauren smiled shyly.
"No problem."
Olivia walked across the hall and knocked in Fitz's door.
"Come in," she heard him call.
She opened the door and walked in with Sahara in her hip and Abby in tow.
Fitz smiled and walked over from his desk.
"Hey Livie, Gabby."
"It's Abby."
Fitz gave Olivia a soft peck on her smiling lips.
"Hi Sahara," Fitz said as he waved.
Sahara stared at him with her nose scrunched.
"Sahara this is Fitz, remember I told you I wanted you to meet someone special."
Fitz smiled.
"Fip?" Sahara asked.
"Yes," Olivia said with a smile.
Fitz walked back to his desk and opened his drawer and pulled out a small bag and walked back to Olivia and Sahara.
"I got this for you," Fitz pulled out a medium sized bubble guppies stuffed Molly doll.
Sahara practically jumped on Fitz and grabbed the doll.
"Mo!" She screamed.
She hugged on to the doll tightly and smiled at Fitz. She reached up and touched his face and squeezed his nose before she turned her attention back to the doll and wiggled out of his arms. Fitz let her down to the ground and let her sit and play with her new toy.
"Cheater," Olivia teased.
He smiled.
"Yeah well sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do."
Sahara got up and started racing around the room with her stuffed doll, Fitz chased her. Olivia watched in amusement as they played, she was sure anyone who walked passed the door would hear them laughing. As Fitz chased Sahara, she ran to Olivia and grabbed onto her leg as she giggled wildly. Olivia ended up joining the fun and chased her as well as Abby watched.
After a while they were exhausted and they rested on the couch, Sahara laid lazily on top of Olivia and still giggled as Fitz kept her entertain with funny faces and tickles. Soon after, Lauren came in to remind Fitz it was time for him to leave for his meeting.
Once Fitz left for his meeting, Olivia, Sahara and Abby went back to the residence to chat and hang out until Abby left Olivia and Sahara alone to go see Stephen, she planned on spending the night at Olivia's apartment.
Later in the night, when Fitz arrived at the residence, he found Olivia and Sahara asleep on the couch, he'd hoped to find them awake but because of a Taliban attack near the American embassy in Egypt, he spent most of the afternoon and night in the situation room trying to control the situation.
He showered and threw on some sweatpants and brought Olivia and Sahara over to the bed. He couldn't help but smile at Sahara, she had on a onesie and sucked on her pacifier in her sleep, she had her doll tucked under her arm as if she was guarding it in her sleep.
Sahara might have been half Latina but he imagined that if he ever had a daughter with Olivia, they'd look the same. He stared at them for a while; absently, he didn't want to get ahead of himself and fantasize too much into a dream world but he couldn't help it. He lounged around for a while; thinking, worrying, fantasizing… Until she fell asleep on the couch.