Author's Note: This is a juicy Olitz filled chapter. I dedicate this chapter to the season 5 Olitz promo and EW shoots. If you haven't saw those SEE THEM. plz review and I promise we will dive into the Jake drama in the next chapters to come.
"Hi"
"Hi"
They stared at each other for a moment. Olivia clears her throat and begins to ask him the first interrogation question.
"Mr. Grant is it true that you accompanied Patrick Kane to a club in the south suburb of Chicago?"- Olivia asks.
"Yes. It was me, Kane and three other players on the team." Fitz responds.
"Can you recall everything you remember from that night?"
"Yes. Um it was just last Friday. We had won a huge game against one of our rivals and some of the guys wanted to celebrate. So we called a limo service and a few us went to this club called Club Escape and it was crazy."
"Why do you say that?"- Olivia retorts.
"Well when we got there it looked like animals gone wild. Everyone was drinking and dancing crazily. It was a madhouse."
"Do you remember what Kane was doing once you guy arrived at the club?"
"Well Kane and two of the other guys who went with us to club were already buzzed because they had drank the champagne in the limo on the way. Once we got there a group of women had came over to us. They were all drunk and talking about how good we did in the game. David had ordered a round of shots for everyone and then a little while later Kane had ordered some more."
"Were any of the women sexually physical with Kane?"
"Well they were pretty sexual with all of us. But there was this one woman that was all over Kane."
"Wait a minute. How do you remember all this? I thought you said that your friends ordered shots." Harrison says curiously.
"They did but I didn't drink. I'm afraid that if I drink then I will do something I might regret. I've got too much to lose over a night of drinking. Anyway the woman looked drunk to me but I don't know. All I do know is that had started kissing and she had sat down his lap. They had danced for a long while and then the next thing I knew they were gone."
"And what were you doing at this club?" Abby asks boldly.
"I just danced with a few women there and hung out with my buddies for while. Then I left with David." Fitz responds with a shrug.
"Well thank you Mr. Grant for being cooperative." Olivia says formally as she shakes his hand. This was a mistake because as soon as their hands touch Olivia swears she feels a spark. She hastily takes her hand back and then sits back down in her seat. Fitz shakes hands with the rest of Olivia's team then exits the room.
"Now what do we do?"
"Now we wait. The police are involved in this case as well and legally we have to abide by their rules. And the mean time keep researching everyone involved in the case, especially the victim. We'll be able to talk to her soon." Olivia instructs her team. Everyone then goes their separate ways to complete the task at hand.
Olivia exits the room and tries to find the exit out of the large stadium. She wanders around the building strutting through the halls, her heels clicking loudly on the linoleum floor. She looks down into her purse to grab her phone when she runs into another person. The person grabs her tightly to help her regain her balance while Olivia murmurs her apologies. When she looks up she is met with the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen. But then again she's seen these eyes many times before. She's seen them light up like the sun and twinkle with excitement. She's seen them darken to a devilish gray and glisten with tears.
"I'm sorry." Olivia whispers to him. They are alone in the spacious hallway. Fitz holds Olivia's body tightly to his as they stare into each other's eyes; into each other's soul.
"It's ok" Fitz whispers back his eyes no longer staring at her eyes but at her luscious lips. Lips he has been hungry to kiss for so long. They stay in each other's grasp for another minute before they pull slowly apart. Olivia fixes her purse on her shoulder and puts her phone back inside.
"So um what exactly are you doing down here. More investigative work?" Fitz asks jokingly to clear the tension.
Olivia clears her throat and responds, "No I'm looking for the exit."
"Well the exit is back that way." Fitz says pointing in the direction whence Olivia had come.
"O. Well what are you doing down here?" Olivia retorts.
"The locker rooms are down here and I have practice in a few minutes. Why don't you let me walk you out since clearly you have no clue of where you're going", Fitz says smiling.
Olivia laughs and falls into step beside Fitz has they walk towards the stadium exit.
"So what have you been up to? CIA?" Fitz asks comically.
"No", Olivia says smiling. I do crisis management."
"And what is that exactly?" Fitz asks.
"My team and I basically work to solve personal and public issues of politicians, wealthy, and high profile people."
"Ah. No offense to my teammate but Patrick Kane isn't a high profile person nor is he wealthy"
"No but you are and so is your team." Olivia responds.
"Do you think he did it? You know rape that woman?" Fitz asks after a moment of silence.
"Honestly I never know with rape cases. I just use the evidence I have and hope that can lead me to the right answers."
"So what about you Mr. Hot shot?"-
"Nothing really just playing hockey", Fitz responds as they finally make it to the stadium exits and they begin walking to Olivia's car.
They reach Olivia's car and both are silent.
"Are you doing anything later Fitz asks hesitantly.
"Probably going over more investigative work."
"Uh well I was wondering if you would want to go to Club Escape with me tonight. You know this way you can talk to some people maybe even get a layout of the club and the surrounding neighborhood. It would also be fun cause you could drink and dance. With me." Fitz says nervously.
"Yea that would be great. I'll see you there." Olivia says coolly as she gets into her car.
"Cool I'll see you later." Fitz says as he turns to head back into the stadium.
Fitz had never been so nervous in his life. He had gone on dates with Olivia before but that was a different time. Now as he stands in the mirror figuring out what tie to wear, he doubts wether or not he should go.
A tie? Are ties even allowed at a club? Of course not you dumb motherfucker.
Fitz thinks to himself.
I feel like a woman looking for an outfit.
Olivia was also struggling with what to wear to the club.
Maybe the red. No too noticeable. Maybe the blue. Nah what am I the ocean.
Olivia thinks to herself as she poses in dresses in front of her hotel mirror. She wanted to wear something so sexy that it would have Fitz drooling all over her but unfortunately she didn't pack for a date.
Shopping it is then
It was now 9:30 Friday night at Club Escape and as usual the music was loud, the drinks were flowing and everyone was acting buck wild on the dance floor. Fitz settled on a black dress shirt, gray dress pants, with black Giorgio Brutini shoes. He looked around the club anxiously but could not see her amidst the crowd of people. He walked over to the bar and ordered a scotch.
"Hi stranger" Olivia says seductively. Fitz turns around and finds Olivia sitting on the stool next to him. Olivia looked hot. She was wearing a purple and black dress that showed a lot of cleavage and accented her curves and ass. She wore black stiletto heels and wore her hair curly, her make-up light. Fitz stared at her, his mouth agape as he admired the sexy woman sitting in front of him. Olivia gently pushed up his chin, sealing his mouth shut.
"You don't want the flies to get in." Olivia chuckled.
Fitz blushes and then sits down at the bar next to Olivia.
"You look incredible." Fitz says softly his eyes still focused on her body.
Olivia blushes and asks, "You want to dance?"
The DJ is playing some crazy song that has the club goers pumped for the night ahead. Olivia and Fitz find a spot on the dance floor and dance wildly to the music, both of them laughing at their dancing antics. They eventually get thirsty and head back to the bar where they chug down colorful tequilas.
"Are you trying to get me drunk?" Olivia says giggling as the alcohol begins to take over.
"Hell yes. That way I can do this." Fitz says as he grabs her and pulls her in for a chaste kiss.
The kiss sets Olivia on fire and the next thing she knew she was dragging Fitz back to the dance floor where another party song was being played. This time they danced around each other drunkenly, enjoying the feeling of being out of control. The DJ switches the song to a slow grind. Fitz pulls himself close against the back side of Olivia and grinds his body against her. Olivia moans at this and grabs the back of Fitz's neck and grinds her body against his, matching his movements. As they grind Olivia grabs Fitz's hands and puts them on her breast. Fitz gropes Olivia through her dress, loving the feeling of her perky boobs in his hands. Olivia turns her head and kisses him slowly on the mouth, their tongues dancing to the rhythm of the music. Luckily no one else notices them because the club is dark and other people are doing the same thing they are on the dance floor.
Fitz now completely drunk and hard, grabs Olivia and drags her to the bathroom that is at the end of a hallway that is off of the club's main area. The hallway is dark and the bathroom provides a dim light. Other couples are kissing and groping each other in the hallway as Olivia and Fitz hurry past them. Fitz pulls Olivia into the ladies room which is empty. The bathroom is small with only 3 stalls and 2 sinks. The light in the bathroom is a very dim orange but neither of them care. Fitz closes the door and locks it. As soon as he turns around Olivia is crashing her lips on his. She pushes him up against the door and starts to kiss his lips and his neck. Fitz turns them around so that now Olivia is on the door. He runs his hands up her thigh and then yanks her underwear off which Fitz see is a cheetah print thong.
Fitz groans out. "Bad girl", he whispers into her ear as he starts to suck on her neck. Olivia works on getting Fitz's pants undone, pulling down his dress pants and his boxer briefs. With his pants and boxer now at his ankles he picks up Olivia as she wraps her legs around his waist. He thrust into her, the door banging lightly against its hinges with every thrust of Fitz's hips. Fitz's thrusts are hard and fast, the head of his dick hitting Olivia's spot every single thrust. They both groan and moan their pleasure. Olivia pulls as Fitz's hair and tightens her legs around his waist, trying to get him closer to her body. They are both in ecstasy at the feeling of being connected again. Olivia sucks on Fitz's neck, whispering filthy things into his ear as he continues to pound into her. She grabs his naked ass. She feels herself about to cum. He feels so good inside her, so warm. Her toes begin to curl in her heels and she tightens her grip on his body when a loud thud on the door breaks them out of their reverie.
"HEY IT'S SECURITY. Either you come out or we come in!"
Fitz hurriedly pulls up his pants while Olivia fixes her dress. Fitz pockets Olivia's thong and they both exit the bathroom, rushing past the daunting security guard who interrupted them and the angry woman who obviously had to pee. They rush out of the packed club into the cold October night of Chicago. Both panting hard but their bodies now ablaze with desire. Fitz looks around and sees a limo parked down the road. He grabs Olivia and pulls her to it. Luckily the door was open and it was empty of passengers and the driver. They quickly enter the limo, its interior lights a dark blue, the engine still running. Fitz closes the door and before he closes the small parchment that separates the driver from the passengers, he turns on the radio.
Olivia now lying down on the floor of the limo grabs Fitz and pulls him down to her. They kiss frantically as once again Olivia rids Fitz of his underwear and pants. Before they connect, the song My Pony by Ginuwine begins to play on the radio. They both smile as Olivia pushes Fitz to the limo floor. She lifts up her dress to her stomach and then slowly slides down on Fitz's dick, which was still standing at attention since they left the club. Fitz groans out. Olivia places her hand on his chest as she begins to ride him to the beat of the song. Fitz grabs her ass and gropes her breast as she ride him. They are so close this time. Fitz can feel his release and Olivia feels her walls tightening harder around him. She increases her pace and begins bouncing on his dick. Just when they were about to release, their squeals, moans, groans, and pants of pleasure reaching an all time high, there is a loud knock on the window and a flashlight is beamed inside.
Charles Whitney was a limo driver. That was all he did, drive people with money around the city. He hated his job. What he hated the most about his job was when drunken couples would have sex in the back. Yeah that's right he was a hater because he was lonely and wanted other people to be lonely too. So he would interrupt them with loud music or ride over an extremely bumpy road. Tonight some rich brat was turning 21 and wanted a limo to take him and his friends to Club Escape. The kid told Charles to wait until they were done in the club so that Charles could drive them downtown to some expensive hotel. Well Charles got tired of waiting and went to take a small walk stupidly leaving his keys in the ignition. When he got back what did he find? A couple fucking in the back. He called the police who were a block over doing surveillance to come and arrest the couple. Once the couple had fixed their clothes, they exited the limo looking all guilty and shit. Charles stood back looking smug as the police questioned them. However the police didn't find anything wrong with them other then the fact that they were drunk . So the cop called a cab service to take the woman home. Charles went ballistic. He yelled at the cop for not arresting them for trespassing and public nudity but the officer only threatened to arrest Charles so Charles let it go.
Eventually the cab came to collect the woman and the police officer took the man home. Charles couldn't believe it. "So Fitzgerald Grant was fucking in my limo. I should have got a picture. DAMMIT!" Charles says to himself as he stands by his limo and continues to wait for the rich brat.
Olivia was pissed. Twice she was stopped from having an orgasm. TWICE! O and it was going to be a big one and she knew it. It was going to feel so good, mind-blowing good, out of this world tingling sensation! Now she had to be carted back to her hotel room like some child. And Fitz. YASSSSSS Fitz! He felt so fucking good she thought she was going to scream in the back of that cab. Olivia sighed heavily as she looked out the window.
I guess I'll cum some other day.
Fitz was outraged. He hated being interrupted when he was having sex. Especially with Olivia Pope a woman whom he thought about since the day they graduated from college. Now he was going to have blue balls for the rest of the night. FUCK! Fitz thinks to himself. Olivia felt so tight and wet, and her scent lingered on his nostrils. FUCK! His dick was still hard thinking about her which is embarrassing if you're sitting in the back of a police car. He wasn't arrested thank God. It's just that the officers had recognized him as the great Fitzgerald Grant NHL superstar and Chicago's champion. They didn't want him to get caught up in some drunk driving scandal especially since he was suppose to play in a big game tomorrow against another one of their rivals. Since Fitz lived on the south side of Chicago in a beautiful neighborhood, the officers decided to take him to his large mansion. The officers walked him in and checked to make sure it was safe before they departed. Fitz sat down on his couch. He started checking his clothes to make sure he had his wallet and keys when instead his hand came upon soft fabric. It pulled it out of his pants pocket and realized it was Olivia's cheetah print thong. Still in his drunken state Fitz brought it to his nose, Olivia's scent still strong. Some of Olivia's wetness still coated the material. Fitz groaned out as his dick hardened once again. He undid his pants buckle and unzipped his zipper. He pulled out his dick and wrapped Olivia's thong around it. He slid the thong up and down his dick moaning out Olivia's name with each stroke. Five minutes later he was cumming in his hand and all over the front of his pants. Fitz now thoroughly exhausted fell asleep with Olivia's thong still wrapped around him and his cum all over the place. Fuck!
It was now the following day. Fitz had a pounding headache as he got dressed for early morning practice. He was awakened that morning by his housekeeper who had screamed at the sight of him. Fitz had jumped up out of his sleep, his pants falling down, his dick hanging out and still wrapped up in Olivia's thong. Fitz had jumped up so fast that it made him nausea especially since he had a hangover. He threw up all over his living room floor. When he was done he looked up to see his maid with a horrified look over her face. She was an elderly woman and wasn't use to seeing Fitz like that. Now she not only had to clean up vomit but also his cum. Fitz grabbed himself to hide his dick and scurried to his room, his pants still at his ankles. That was his morning. Olivia on the other hand had a better start of the day then Fitz. She woke up with a headache as well but after popping a couple of pain killers and several glasses of water, it had turned into a dull pain. Olivia was still aroused over last night events and was still feeling sexually frustrated. Nevertheless she pushed past her arousal and got ready for her day. Today her and her team was going to meet with the Blackhawks legal team, coaches, and owner to discuss whether or not Kane should play tonight's game. Patrick Kane had been charged with sexual assault but the police dropped the charges since the investigation was still ongoing and evidence was still being collected.
A little while later Olivia was back at the United Center strutting her way to the conference room where everyone else was. They all debated over Kane for two hours until they finally came to a decision. Kane was to be suspended from hockey until the investigation was complete. They all felt that this would be good for the Blackhawks because then they wouldn't be connected to a possible rapist. The meeting was adjourned and Olivia went with the team's coaches and owner to the locker-room where they would address the team on the situation.
"Alright boys. Some of you may already know but Patrick Kane is under investigation for something he might have done last week. Now I won't disclose that specific information but you will be without Kane for a little while."- The coach says solemnly. The coach continues but Fitz just blocks him out and focuses his attention on Olivia who looks sexy in a black pants suit and heels. Olivia tries not to pay any mind to Fitz who was looking incredible in his hockey gear. Once the coach had finished he instructed the players to get out on the ice for practice. Players and coaches all started to fill out of the room including Fitz who gave Olivia once last longing gaze before he too left the room.
A few hours later it was game time. Olivia along with hundreds of other fans were all sitting in the United center as the game between the Minnesota Wild and the Chicago Blackhawks were about to begin. Olivia was excited because now she got to see her boo play live. Both teams skated out on ice and everyone cheered super loudly when Fitz appeared on the ice as well. The puck was dropped and the game began. It was a tough game for the hawks. By the end of the first period the MN wilds were beating them 3-0 and that was because anytime a Blackhawks player tried to score, the puck was quickly taken off their stick by their opponent or they were pushed harshly away from the puck. It was even worse for Fitz because every time the puck even got on his stick they would push him away from it. The second period had begun and things were intense between the two teams. It was now the middle of the second period when Fitz grabbed the puck with his stick and skated quickly to the goal where he shot a powerful shot into the back of the net. The crowd cheered loudly. Fitz was ecstatic because now he could score and by the end of the second period Fitz had scored 3 goals and had tied up the game, 3-3.
Olivia was so proud of Fitz. His talent and skill was amazing to watch and she watched him like a hawk. Every time he was pushed to the ice she would gasp and whisper encouragement for him to get up before cheering every time he did. She would laugh at him too because Fitz had a bad habit of chewing on his mouth guard as he played, his white plastic guard sticking out of his mouth as he chewed. She would also yell at him for that too because she thought it was dangerous for him to chew while he played. He could be cut or he could swallow it.
By third period everyone was on the edge of their seat because the teams were tied and they remained tied until the last five minutes of the period. The teams were fighting for the puck in a corner of the rink when the puck bounced away from the group and onto the stick of Fitz who had just came off the bench. In hockey there are 4 lines on each team which means that a different group of people play on the ice at different times. Each group consists of five people. Fitz was on line 1 which meant that his group started off the game and rotated with the other lines throughout the game. For instance line 1 would start the game, then after 4 minutes line 2 would play, and then after another few minutes line 3 would play and so on and so forth. The lines would constantly rotate throughout the game to prevent severe fatigue of the players and they could be rotated any time the coach wanted and in any order. So Fitz's group was to rotate with line 3 who was battling line 4 of the MN Wild in the corner. As soon as the puck was on Fitz's stick he ran it to the goal but before he could shoot he was tripped by an opponent who raced after him. The crowd cheered crazily. Olivia was confused. It was a home game for Chicago so why would they cheer for their star player being tripped? Well Olivia didn't know hockey too well and didn't realize that because Fitz was tripped he was allotted a penalty shot; just him and the goalie. The crowd cheered because Fitz was excellent at penalty shots and knew that he had just won them the game.
Fitz skated out to center ice. He looked up to the crowd who were all smiling and cheering for him well all the Blackhawks fans were because the MN wild fans were already starting to exit the stadium. But only one smile mattered the most and that was Olivia Pope whom he had heard yelling at him earlier in the game to stop chewing his mouth guard. He chuckled as he prepared himself to make the shot. He took a deep breath then raced quickly to the goal. He was coming so fast that he scared the goalie who closed his eyes. When he opened them Fitz was standing in front of him with the puck smiling before he banked it into the back of the net. The goalie didn't make one move to stop him. The crowd cheered. Fitz literally won them the game because he scored every one of his team's goals. Olivia blew him a kiss from the stands and he winked at her.
He pushed her heavily against the wall, their breaths mingling, their kisses sloppy. She yanked off his shirt causing the buttons to fly all over the hallway. Fitz picked her up and carried her to his room while she sucked on his neck. The game had long since ended and after showering, giving interviews, and a small party celebration, Fitz had whistled Olivia away to his house so they could finish what they started the night before.
He pushed Olivia onto his bed and quickly stripped her of her shirt and jeans, slowly pulling down her underwear, kissing her legs as he went. Then he took both her legs and put them over his shoulder. His tongue dived into her core. He licked and sucked on her clit while she writhed in pleasure and pulled aggressively on his hair. She came but he just kept going, adding his finger to bring her to another screaming orgasm. He licked up her wetness and then kissed her on the lips so she could taste the sweetness of her body. Their tongues fought for dominance as Olivia's hands shakily rid Fitz of his pants. Fitz yanked off her bra and started kissing and sucking on her nipples. The sound of the groans and moans echoing throughout his house. Fitz spread Olivia's legs wide and then swiftly entered her causing Olivia to squeal. He thrusted slowly, sped up, then slowed down again all while Olivia screamed out his name over and over again in his ear. Faster, harder, deeper she would whisper seductively into his ear and he did as she commanded until they both came. They both flopped down on his bed utterly satisfied. They intertwined their fingers and drifted off to sleep.
The following morning Fitz prepared them a delicious breakfast. Unfortunately that was the last time he got to see Olivia. The Patrick Kane case had turned for the worse and took up a lot of Olivia's time. Fitz was also in the midst of his hockey season so he didn't stay in Chicago for too long because he had several away games in other parts of the country. They constantly called each other and tried to make plans to go on a date somewhere but their busy schedules wouldn't allow it. It was now the end of October and Patrick Kane had been charged with rape and was going to go to prison. News had gotten out about what Kane had done so to keep the people's minds off the negative, the coach of the Blackhawks had traded one of his players for Jake Ballard. By then Olivia had returned to D.C and her and Fitz had lost contact once again. Now how Jake had gotten out of jail and into professional hockey, well it all started….