Two weeks later.
Morning of Olivia's birthday.
When she woke up Fitz was already dressed and sitting beside her on the bed. She was sore but it felt good, they had pregamed during most of the night before her birthday. She got thoroughly fucked throughout most of the night and she had no idea how she was going to get out of bed and attempt to walk. Her legs felt like jello.
"Happy birthday."
He leaned in a kissed her and rested his forehead against hers, then he peppered kisses over her lips.
She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Thank you, it feels good to be 32."
"You are young, I keep forgetting how young you are."
Olivia gasped and felt her face.
"Do I look old or something."
"No, quite the opposite you look like you've just bathed in the fountain of youth but you also have a wisdom and knowledge of a nonagenarian so..."
She slapped his arm and chuckle.
"Not funny."
"I have your gift baby, do you wanna see it."
"Yes!"
He smiled and kissed her.
"Okay, wait right here."
Fitz got up and left the room. She used the time that he was gone to reply to all the happy birthday text she got from her friends and a while later, she heard barking in the hallway.
"No way," she out loud.
Fitz walked into the bedroom with a tiny golden blonde puppy with thick curly hair and his tiny pink tongue hanging out. He was wearing a doggy diaper.
"Oh my god, you got me a puppy?"
"Yeah, do you not like it? You said you didn't want anything extravagant so you know…"
Olivia ran over to him and took the puppy, forgetting about her painfully sensitive vagina and aching thighs.
"No, no, no, he's adorable, I love him," she cooed.
Olivia kissed him and hugged and then tickled his stomach.
"Oh gosh, I said I wanted a puppy, I had no idea he'd be this cute."
Fitz stood watching her fawn over the puppy, happy with his choice. He'd heard her play around with the idea of a puppy and decided to go out in a limb and get her one.
Olivia looked into his diaper and realized it was a boy. He was well groomed and also had his hair combed upwards in a ridiculous Mohawk.
She started laughing.
"Oh god Fitz, a mohawk, really?"
"What, he told me he wanted a little something on top."
She chuckled.
"The puppy told you that?"
"Yes, with his eyes," Fitz chuckled, "I pimped him out didn't I."
Olivia smiled and kissed her new puppy.
"Did you give him a name?"
"No, I wanted you to name him."
Olivia pondered for a moment.
"Let's name him Maxime, Max for short."
"Maxime, French, hmm- I like it."
Olivia coddled the puppy as if it were a baby and rubbed their noses together.
"He's adorable, thank you."
She leaned up and kissed Fitz.
"He can be our baby until we actually get a baby."
"I like the sound of that," Fitz smiled and rubbed Maxime's stomach.
"He looks like a Maltese but mixed with something else, what is it?" She asked.
"Maltese and Poodle mix."
"Oh okay, is he trained, he's wearing a diaper?"
"Not fully but he's getting there, he's only three and a half months. I hired a dog sitter for him, she'll train him and walk him, take him to the groomer and stuff, so you don't have to worry about that, he has his shots and everything."
"Perfect."
Olivia hugged Maxime again.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Olivia pouted.
"Aww, I'm gonna have to leave him and go to the lab but take a picture of us, I'm gonna send it to my friends."
She walked over to the bed and grabbed her phone then handed it to Fitz. She posed with Maxime and waited as he snapped the picture. She took her phone and checked the picture to make sure it came out alright then she rested Maxime on the floor and he ran around barking and exploring his new surroundings.
"He's a rescue dog, they found him abandoned in a cardboard box in an alley, he almost starved but he is all better and he has a great new family now."
She kissed him.
"I'm pretty sure he'll fit right in around here. I'm gonna go shower really quickly, I have a few people I need to interview today and also did I mention that MIT wants me to host a monthly lecture beginning in the spring semester, we're still in talks right now but you know, just a heads up, I'll be home by 7, I think. Also remember in two days I'm going to the think tank retreat in Massachusetts with all those other scientists, I'll be gone for three days, I know you like to pretend I didn't tell you these things."
"I know, I remember but you remember we have the interview tomorrow right, you didn't forget, we've been practicing for two weeks?"
"Fitz."
"Oh yeah, you can't forget, sorry," he said with chuckle.
"No worries," she said as she kissed him, "I'll be right back, let me just shower and get ready, do you have to go to the oval now?"
"No, I'm gonna wait for you."
"Okay perfect."
She stumbled off to the bathroom and showered and brushed her teeth. Once she was done, she headed to closet. She straightened her hair, pin straight, and then skimmed through her closet till she found a white a-line Brandon Maxwell dress that stopped just above her knees. It had long sheer sleeves with a structured silhouette, it was a beautiful dress. She paired it with white louboutin pumps and her grey saint Laurent sac de jour bag. Fitz sat in the balcony, playing with Maxime, waiting for her to get ready. Once she was done fixing her makeup she went out to balcony.
"I'm ready, did I take forever?"
"No, you look perfect. I still can't believe you're with me, seriously, you're way too good for me."
"And don't you ever forget it," she said with smile.
He stood up and gave her a peck on the lips.
"Come on, let's drop Maxime off to the trainer and then I can walk you to your car."
He took her hand and walked her down to meet the dogsitter and drop off Max then he walked her to the car out back. Once he helped her in, he stood by the door.
"It's not too late to stay home with me so we can spend all day together you know?"
"I would love too, you know I would but I have a lot to get done."
Fitz sighed.
"Okay, what time Do you think you'll make it back from the lab?"
"I'm not sure, maybe like 8 or 9."
"Earlier you said 7."
"And I followed it up with 'I think' so that way you can't hold me to it."
Fitz chuckled and shook his head.
"Very smart, okay, I'll have something special for you when you get home. Hint: chef Gustav."
Olivia's face lit up.
"Really, now I'm excited and by the way, you better be naked when I get home, like seriously, your dick needs to be out. Maybe cover yourself in whipcream and strawberries or something, I'm gonna dig in."
Fitz chuckled.
"You got it."
He kissed her.
"Happy birthday baby, I love you and I'll see you later."
"I love you too baby, bye."
He kissed her one last time and then closed the door and watched as the armored car pulled off and then he headed back to the oval.
When Olivia got to the lab, five of her lab assistants were already there and began working. She had quite a few more personnel to hire but so far she felt like things were moving along nicely, she already had a bigger staff than she was used to. She mostly worked by herself and even then she got through her work quickly so she was excited about having assistance.
She greeted them, quickly grabbed her lab coat from the supply room and then went out to meet her team. By the time she returned, she found them all huddled by the table with a birthday cake.
"Happy birthday!" They cheered.
Olivia smiled.
"Thank you guys, you didn't have to but since you did let's all dig in."
They took some time eating cake and lounging before they all got back to work.
Around mid afternoon, there was a beep on the intercom coming from the lobby of the facility.
"Dr. Pope you have a guest."
Olivia assumed it was one of the many people she'd been interviewing all day, she walked over and spoke into the intercom.
"Send them up, thank you."
She went back to her table to finished noting her observations when the lab door buzzed. One of her assistants went to open the door, Olivia was so caught up with her work that it was only when she heard a familiar French accent that realized who it was.
"Bonjour mon Cherie, happy birthday."
She looked up and stared at Daniel wide eyed, shocked that he was there.
"Hello Daniel, um… what are you doing here?"
"I came to see you, it is your birthday it is not."
Olivia looked around at all her assistants staring.
"Hey, do you guys wanna go out for a lunch or something?"
"Uhm, yeah, sure," they agreed amongst themselves.
Olivia stood waiting for them to take their stuff and head out to lunch so she could figure out why Daniel decided to show up at her lab out of the blue. He had roses and a Chopard gift bag hanging off his arm. He handed them to her but she didn't take them.
"I can't take those Daniel."
"Why not, it's just a gift."
Olivia shrugged.
"Daniel what are you doing here."
He walked closer and stopped by her table.
"This is a nice facility you have, are you working on something new?"
"Yeah but that's besides the point, why are you here?" she was trying not to be rude.
He looked down at the ring on her finger.
"I must say that when I heard you and the president were an 'item' it came as a surprise, I was surprised even more so when I heard reports that you are betrothed to him because you were never one to be taken with the idea of marriage."
"Things change when you find the right person."
"So, it's true?"
"Yeah, it's true, we're engaged."
Daniel sighed in disappointment.
"I have begged you, for years to marry me, I have professed my love for you countless times, I can buy you anything you want, how was I not the right person. I loved you."
"No, you loved having sex with me, in fact, you were obsessed which is why we had to stop. We were never in a relationship so don't be so dramatic about it, we were friends who had sex with each other until you couldn't handle it anymore."
"I did love you and I'm sorry if my love for you made me never want to leave your side, I have always loved you, if you would just give me another chance."
"I'm your friend. Whatever happened between us is in the past so let it stay there. You should move on, I have, I'm in love with the man I'm going to marry and nothing you say or do today will change that. I value our friendship so I think it would be best if you leave before anything irreparable is said or done."
"My love-"
"Daniel, I'm not your love, I am engaged to someone else you have to move on, I'm sorry but you do."
"I can't," he said with tears in his eyes, " I love you, just give me another chance, I can make you my baroness."
"Daniel, I don't want to be your baroness, and you need to go, seriously, you gotta go."
"Please-"
Olivia walked over to the door and helped it open.
"I'm sorry Daniel but I'm happy, really, I am and if you love me the way you say you do and if you're my friend the way you say you are then you'll just wish me the best and move on."
He walked over to her by the door.
"I wish you the best."
He held his head low and walked out.
Olivia closed the door and went back to desk. She really didn't want to allow herself to feel bad because there wa no point. Daniel adored her: was an understatement of the century. He was obsessed. He spent millions buying her gifts to prove his affection for her, he wined and dined her, he tried everything in the book to get her to consider him as something more than a friend but it never worked. She had tunnel vision when it came to him, she only ever considered him a friend even when they were having sex. He'd wanted sex every hour of every day. He never forced her, he was never rough. He'd never done anything even remotely close to physically hurting her but Olivia was never one to feel beholden to anyone or anything, no matter how much he spent on her. In the midst of her thinking, she heard the door buzz and Gerry walked in.
"Happy birthday Liv," he said as he dropped his bag and walked over to greet her.
He gave her a hug and handed her a big gift bag.
"I didn't get to see you this morning because you were asleep but I got you something. Dad paid for it of course but technically it's from me."
Olivia smiled.
"Thank you, hey, by the way, we had cake this morning, I saved you a piece."
"Great, thanks, I'm starving."
"It's in the fridge," Olivia called out as she watched Gerry run off to the kitchenette.
She opened her gift bag and pulled out a huge Louis Vuitton shoe box. She opened it and found a pair of knee high black leather heeled boots with an 'LV' buckle at the side.
"Gerry, these are really cute, who knew you had taste."
Gerry laughed from the kitchenette. She made sure food was always in the fridge because Gerry was somehow always starving.
"I don't, Kenna picked them out."
He took his slice of cake, with chips and a bottle of soda and walked over to Olivia.
"So what are we working on today?"
"I'm mostly analyzing our findings so far, it's a light day today, when Sarah and the rest of the team come back you can probably help them run the calculations for the nanomites."
"Okay, gotcha."
Later in the night.
When Olivia walked into the bedroom, it was a little after 9:30pm. He was out on the balcony, with his jacket off, staring out at the view. She dropped her gift and purse on the carpet. She saw Maxime asleep in his doggy bed by the couch. She kicked off her heels and quietly snuck up behind him and wrapped her arms around him. He didn't seem surprised or excited to see her.
"What, aren't you excited to see me?" She teased.
She looked over at the table in the balcony, it was set, the plates were covered and it smelled delicious. There was a bottle of Bordeaux.
"This smells great and we're outside so that's saying something."
Fitz turned around, she could see he was mad.
"What was Daniel Benancourt doing at your lab today, he showed up with flowers and a gift, what was he doing there?"
"He just showed up, I didn't know he was coming."
"You didn't know Liv, you expect me to believe that?"
Olivia stepped back.
"Uh what's going on right now, uhm is this like uh- like an argument?"
"It's not an argument, I'm just asking you a question?"
Olivia smiled knowing the answer was going to further his rage, she never really got to see him angry, at least not at her so she was fascinated whenever it happened.
"He maybe, might have... wanted us to get back together."
"He what?"
"Yeah, and by the way, I didn't take his gift."
"Is that suppose to make me feel better?"
"I don't know what it's suppose to make you feel but, I mean, he left for Paris so…"
"Yes he did leave for Paris at 7pm and the second he stepped on that plane I put on him on the no-fly list, so he's not coming back.."
"Ugh, you're such a baby."
Fitz chuckled humorlessly
"Your ex showed up at your fucking job, with flowers and a bag full of diamonds, I wanna know what happened. What was so private that you kicked everyone out of the lab so you and you old boyfriend could chat."
"How do you know that?"
"How do you think I know?"
"The agents told you, have they been spying on me?"
"Well duh. Do you think I'm gonna leave you without protection for a second?"
"Well, I guess that not unreasonable."
Truth be told, Olivia found his little fit amusing, she always did and if spying on her protected her from having 'Iran' happen all over again, she was willing to be subject to it. She would take all the protection he was willing to give.
"Don't be cute Olivia, what happened?"
She walked closer to him and stopped, inches away from his face.
"Well he came to my office with a bag full of diamonds and well, you know my motto: 'I'll do anything for some diamonds', so of course when he showed me the diamonds I didn't hesitate to let him bend me over the table and fuck me, it was great, we both had glorious orgasms and notice I didn't say orgasm, I said orgasms, meaning more than one-"
"-I know what it means," he interjected. He was annoyed he wasn't taking him seriously.
"After the great sex, I threw off my engagement ring and I let him take me back to Paris, we got married and right now as I stand before you, I'm pregnant with his child. We wanted to wait until birth to find out the sex, we want it to be a surprise."
"That's not funny."
"No, what's not funny is your stupid little tantrum, what did you think happened today Fitz. He came with some sob story about how he wanted to get back together and I told him I was happily engaged and head over heels in love with my idiot fiancé, period; and then I kicked him out with his gifts."
Fitz started smiling and Olivia stormed off to the bedroom, he chased her as he noticed she was storming into the bathroom. He backed her up against the wall and kissed her, everywhere, her neck, face, lips and then got on his knees in front of her. Without a word, he opened her legs and pulled her underwear down.
Olivia tried to fight of a smile. She had him right where she wanted him, groveling and eager to make it up to her, sexually, she knew it was going to be a good night.
Fitz threw one of her legs over his shoulder and buried his face deep between her legs, sucking on every inch of flesh he could find.
"Yes," she moaned as her body shuddered every time she felt his tongue digging into her most tender spot. She grabbed into his hair roughly, just for hell of it. As Fitz continued his onslaught, he could feel the drops of fluid cascading down, she was sure his face was soaked.
In no time, she came and she barely got time to breath before he spun her around and had her posted up against the wall with her ass poked out. He quickly unzipped her dress and pulled it down then pulled down his pants and freed himself. He rubbed the curve of his tip up and down her opening tantalizing before he actually entered her. Olivia gasped silently as he wrapped his arms around her tightly like a coiled snake.
He went fast but not hard, Olivia wanted hard.
"Fuck me harder baby," she whispered.
Fitz went harder, the sound of their skin smacking together echoed throughout the room but it still wasn't hard enough for Olivia because she could tell he was still being careful.
"Harder!"
Fitz stepped back.
"What, don't stop."
"Get on your knees and bend over for me."
Olivia pouted but when she turned around to bend over, she couldn't help but smile, she was excited about what was to come. He stepped out of his pants and pulled off his shirt and tie and then kneeled behind her. Olivia took her time playing with herself as she waited for him but then she felt him move her fingers from her clit and pin both her hands behind her back then he enter her. He threw her body forward with the force of every thrust until they were both practically wailing except there were no tears, just cries of ecstasy.
"Oh god right there, right there, right there, baby I'm gonna cum, right there," she chanted in a hushed tone.
"Cum for me birthday girl."
She felt a sharp jolt and cried out, both their orgasms had taken them.
Fitz pulled out immediately after and fell back on the floor, spread eagle trying to catch his breath. Olivia was curled up into a ball, breathing heavily.
Once Olivia felt a little strength return to her limbs, she rolled over and climbed into his legs and leaned over and held his full length in her hand and sucked up and down his shaft in the most delicious way, tenderly, because she knew he sensitive.
"Fuck," he groaned.
As smiled and licked his length once more before she got on all fours and crawled to the bathroom that was only a couple feet away. Fitz leaned up and watched her ass as she crawled further and further away and once she was in the bathroom he got up as well and walked over to her.
"Are you still mad at me?"
"100% yes!"
"I think I did a pretty good job of making it up to you just now."
"Not good enough."
Fitz chuckled.
"You want more? You can't even walk?"
"Don't worry about me and my legs."
That was it, she could hold back anymore, she held her stomach and laugh at herself but also at Fitz.
"Wait," Fitz said in confusion, "so you weren't mad me."
"No, I was just fucking with you."
"Good fucking joke Olivia, good fucking joke."
He walked forward and picked up and threw her over his shoulder, then he went to turn of the faucet.
He gently rested her into the tub and then got in after her. They laid together as the droplets of water from the shower head beat against their skin until they finally both found the resolve to bath and get out.
Once they were out, Olivia threw on her towel robe and wrapped another towel over her wet hair, so did Fitz and then they headed back out to the balcony. Olivia plopped down on the couch and waited for Fitz to get behind her then she leaned into his side, utterly exhausted. Fitz stretched over to the little coffee table in front of them and removed the cover from the now cold food.
"Dig in."
Olivia smiled and reached over a grabbed plate and fork, so did Fitz. Olivia took a bit of the first piece of her chicken and moaned in delight.
"You need to stop worrying about Daniel and start worrying about Gustav because any man who cooks like this, I'm willing to marry."
"Hey!"
"Shut up, after your little tantrum just now, you don't get to be mad."
"You are my woman, no one is going to try to take you away from me, not Daniel, not Gustav, no one, I'm never gonna joke about that and don't act like you don't get all territorial too, remember when we were together in the oval and one of my assistants came in and asked for a moment alone with me and you told her no."
"Why does she need to have a moment alone with you? What the fuck does she need to talk about that so important that you need to be alone."
"Exactly, which is why I was bothered that Daniel was there alone with you."
"Fine."
Fitz chuckled, "ha ha, I guess we know who won this round."
"You didn't win anything, I'm just agreeing with you."
Olivia ate another piece of her chicken.
"What was your relationship with Daniel like?" Fitz asked.
"You asked me this already."
"I know but I'm just trying to figure out why he would think it was okay to come here and try to get you to end your engagement."
"Because he's Daniel and he doesn't give up, much like you, I might add."
"But he never hurt you right?"
"Nope, not at all, I just-"
"Got bored?"
Olivia sat up and faced him.
"I don't know Fitz, why did you leave Mellie, did you get bored of her?"
Fitz realized she was getting upset and that was the last thing he wanted.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that, I don't want you to get upset, it's your birthday, lie down."
"No, I'm not gonna lay down, why did you say that?"
"Why didn't you answer me when I asked?"
"Don't try to turn this on me, is it because of what professor Confessore said."
Fitz sighed.
"Yes, maybe it bothered me a little when he said it."
"Do you feel like I'm getting bored of you or something?"
"I don't know, you've been at the lab for most of the day for the past few weeks which I understand, you do important work but I thought that when your birthday came, we could spend some time together, after everything you did for my birthday, I wanted to make it up to you but you didn't want to spend your birthday with me, you spent the entire day at your lab, maybe I'm just over thinking it."
"Yeah you are, I spent the day at the lab because after working , which I really like to do, I just wanted to come home and spend the night relaxing with my fiance and my new puppy, that's the perfect birthday for me. My friends tried to get me to come to New York for the weekend to party but I told them no I'd rather spend it with you- that's the opposite of being bored with you, just so you know and me and Daniel didn't work out because I didn't love him, just like you and Melie didn't work out because you didn't love her."
She grabbed his face and look him dead in the eye.
"I love you, why can't you get that through your thick skull, I'm not going anywhere and I'm not bored okay, I'm happy."
Fitz smiled.
"Okay, you've proven that I'm a total doofus."
"Yes, you are."
She kissed him on the lips.
"No can we relax and enjoy the rest of my evening please?"
"Yes, we can."