"Ok, I know we are inside of the real deal, but for the cover, we are going to use a backdrop of the White House. It's just too big to capture the entire building while reflecting you two appropriately." Preston explained as they walked into the Grand Ball room which now held a 30 ft canvased White House.

"Now remember loves, we are going to have fun. It is time for this magazine to have a fun cover and the two of you are going to be the face of that change. Are you ready?" Liv and Fitz both nodded, and soon they were ready to begin.

After taking numerous pictures of the dynamic duo in different poses in front of the faux WH, Preston finally fell in love with the final pose. He had told them to just be themselves after his "traditional" poses made them seem more like foes than friends.

Liv was wearing her signature white Donna Karan pants suit, with "Stars & Stripes" Christian Louboutin open toed heels. Fitz was sporting a Navy blue suit with a "Stars & Stripes" tie that matched perfectly with Liv's shoes . Preston wasn't sure what it was about the pose, but it definitely screamed love. To him it said that she would protect this man at all costs. The look in Fitz's eyes told Preston he would do the same for her.

In the picture, Liv was standing in front of Fitz with her back to him. Her right arm was bent and her hand held Fitz's tie as it spanned across her shoulder. It gave the illusion that she was pulling him towards the White House. Fitz followed with his eyes on Liv, she was looking towards the camera giving a victorious smile.

"Olivia Pope definitely wears the pants in this relationship." Preston thought to himself as his smile grew wider. He was happy he had finally gotten his cover photo and was ready to move on to what would be the campaign section of the magazine's main photo. This picture would span two pages and the Header would fit perfectly at the top.

For this photo Preston had chosen a large balancing scale. Liv sat on one plate, and Fitz sat on the other. Because Fitz was twice Liv's size, her side had been anchored down to give it a balanced look. Their backs were facing each other, both with one leg stretched out, and the other leg bent so their knees were to their chests. Their heads were turned towards the camera, and both wore a face of serenity. This would be one of only a few "innocent" pictures Preston would allow as he was no fool and wished to keep his job.

Preston got the idea for this picture when Fitz had told the story of how he initially fired Liv upon meeting her. He claimed it was because after she "ripped him a new one", he thought she was too bold and outspoken for the Republican base, but he and Liv knew better.

Fitz stated that his now chief of staff Cyrus Beene had to knock some sense into him to go after her, and once he did, they never looked back. From that moment they were a team. Liv was the powerhouse behind the scenes, while Fitz was the force in front of the cameras and in the crowds. They balanced each other out, sharing the power equally, and THAT was what drove them straight to 1600 Penn. It wasn't lost on Preston that Fitz said them. That one word told him just how close the two were. They were a team, a duo, maybe even more so than the President and First Lady.

Once the two major photos were out of the way, they headed towards the oval for a few, more personal pictures. The duo had changed clothes, so Liv was now wearing a pair of grey dress slacks with a silk rose colored sleeveless blouse. The matching blazer laid across the back of the sofa she was occupying. Liv's shoes were off, as her feet were tucked under her on the sofa. Fitz was now wearing a blue pinstripe suit with a royal blue tie.

Liv was sure Preston had to have snapped almost a hundred pictures, if not more, just of the two of them interacting in the oval. Some of the photos were of Liv and Fitz sitting on opposite sofas in the office, both looking over documents. One picture he captured showed Liv focusing on the contents of a folder. Fitz was doing the same, but his head was lifted slightly as he snuck a glimpse of Liv.

A few pictures showed them sitting on the same sofa with Liv pointing out items on the document as Fitz gave her his undivided attention. There were even a few of the two of them laughing and joking.

Preston called for an hour long lunch break as they had been at it for almost five hours. Everyone scattered within seconds, leaving Liv and Fitz alone. Fitz called down to the kitchen and had lunch sent up for the two of them to be served in the rose garden. They walked towards the garden and made their way over to their spot.

"Come here beautiful." Fitz growled as he pulled Liv close and hungrily captured her lips. Liv's hands found their way home, and began massaging Fitz's scalp as she tilted her head to deepen the kiss.

Fitz's hands found their way to Liv's ass as he began grinding his rapidly growing erection against her. Liv moaned as Fitz snaked his tongue into her mouth. She smiled as Fitz groaned when she began sucking on his tongue. Fitz began creeping them over to a pillar as he un-tucked Liv's blouse. Liv broke the kiss as she came out of her haze and realized where they were.

"Fitz, we should stop." Liv moaned as he began sucking and licking on the tender flesh under her ear.

"We should, but tell me you really want me to stop." Fitz replied as his hand made it's way under her blouse.

Liv felt the ache growing between her thighs as Fitz waited for her response.

"No, I don't want you to stop... But we should." Liv gasped as Fitz slipped his hand inside of her slacks and cupped her sex.

"Tell me to stop and I'll stop Livvie." Fitz whispered against her lips as he inserted his finger inside her dripping core. Fitz watched as Liv's face twisted from one of indecision to one of pure pleasure. He inserted a second finger and smiled as Liv began grinding herself against his hand.

"Hmmm Livvie. You're always so wet and so tight for me. Do you want we to stop?" Fitz asked as his thumb began stroking her bundle of nerves, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

"No... Don't stop... Please baby don't stop." Liv replied as her hands worked to free Fitz's erection. Fitz sucked in a deep breath as he felt Liv's hands close around his length. His mouth latched on to her neck as she expertly began stroking him up and down, pushing him closer to the edge.

Liv bit on her bottom lip as she tried to silence her cries. Fitz could feel her walls clenching down and knew she was almost there. His hand picked up the pace as did hers. His lips came crashing down on hers, swallowing the screams that escaped their lips as her body went off like a rocket. Fitz continued his movements until Liv's body relaxed and her walls released the grip on his fingers.

"I love you Livvie."

"I love you too Fitz"

As Liv calmed, Fitz withdrew his fingers and began sucking her essence off of them.

"So sweet Livvie... So very sweet." Fitz said as he began fixing Liv's clothes and her hair.

Liv dropped to her knees and took Fitz into her mouth. His hands found her hair as she began working his length. Fitz felt himself getting close and tried to push Liv away, but she just held on tighter. Fitz threw his head back and bit his lip as his hot seed exploded out of him.

"Fitz..." Liv moaned as she stood. Fits handed her his handkerchief so she could clean up.

"I think our lunch is waiting. Let's go before someone wanders out here."

Liv nodded and they made their way towards the center of the rose garden to enjoy their lunch. Fitz figured that even if they were still eating when lunch ended, they'd at least already be there.

Fitz pulled out Liv's seat before sitting across from her. They tried their best to act like "ordinary friends", but the sexual tension was too high to ignore. Everything Liv put in her mouth cause Fitz's pants to tighten even more. Liv looked over and noticed cameras had been placed on a table positioned across from them.

"Fitz, were those cameras there earlier?" Liv asked, her gut beginning to sink.

"Yeah... I think they were." Fitz replied nonchalantly. He was more worried about his meal than a camera. Liv on the other hand suddenly lost her appetite as her gut began to twist up in knots. She looked up at Fitz, and the look of pure love and desire in his eyes made her forget all about her previous worry, and she began to finish her lunch.

After lunch everyone gathered in the rose garden for the final photos. Preston wasn't sure what it was, but it seemed the air had shifted once the duo set foot in the garden. It was almost as if they were telling their story through the roses. They both had a glow to them that wasn't there before. The way they interacted with one another seemed professional enough on the surface, but as Preston watched on, he realized they moved in sync. He would use this for part of the then and now photos.

Both of them wore black slacks with white dress shirts. The top few buttons were undone for both. Much to Fitz's dismay, the buttons weren't undone enough to offer any type of glimpse of Liv's cleavage.

Halfway through the photo shoot Jessie came in and began watching the duo as Preston snapped picture after picture of them just being themselves. He asked Liv to look towards the camera for the final shot, and her eyes met Jessie's whose face began to blush as their eyes met.

They weren't alone...

"Hey Jess, can you take these cameras out to the rose garden for me? I kinda want to get set up before lunch."

"Sure Pres."

Jessie grabbed the equipment and made his way towards the rose garden. When he got to the doors, he was immediately stopped by Hal. After explaining he just wanted to drop the cameras off, Hal agreed to let him through.

Jessie noticed two tables, one of which was clearly set up of lunch, the other was bare. He set the cameras down on the bare table and began to look around. Jessie had never been to the White House before, so for him to be in a place the President used to find a moment of serenity in a normally chaotic world provoked so many emotions. Jessie walked a little further and froze immediately at the sight in front of him.

"Tell me to stop and I'll stop Livvie."

"Hmmm Livvie. You're always so wet and so tight for me. Do you want we to stop?"

"No... Don't stop... Please baby don't stop."

The President of the United States had his hands down the pants of his campaign manager. To make matters worse, Olivia Pope was giving the President the hand job to end all hand jobs.

Jessie turned and hauled ass out of the rose garden. What he just witnessed wasn't an act of lust, it was pure love. There was no roughness to it at all. The way they loved and cared for one another with only their hands may normally seem slutty, buy those two made it seem so passionate and heartfelt, Jessie found himself craving that kind of love. He knew for certain he didn't get it from Preston.

Jessie knew what he had witnessed had the potential to rock the Grant administration to the core, but as much as he hated Republicans, a huge part of him felt a great need to protect their secret. No one could know about what he saw. Not even Preston.

As the photo shoot came to an end, Preston began packing as Jessie sat with Liv and reviewed the photos. He knew that Liv had guessed he saw them in the rose garden, but he also knew he had to be quick with what he said.

"Ms. Pope, it's ok. I'm on your side." Jessie whispered causing Liv's head to swing in his direction.

"You saw..."

"Yes, but the love that I saw... You're secret is safe with me..."

Normally Liv would panic or fly into fixer mode and make Jessie sign an NDA, but her gut told her he was telling the truth. But still she wanted to be sure.

"Why?"

"Because this isn't some affair, is it? It looks like true love. I only hope I have that kind of love some day. I'm on your side. I'll even sign one of those papers to prove it. The ones that say I won't say anything or you'll come at me with guns blazing."

"Thank you." Liv said as she went into her Prada bag and pulled out a NDA. Like American Express, Liv never left home without it. Jessie signed the paper and Liv had it back in her purse long before Preston joined them. They all said their goodbyes and Liv and Fitz made their way towards residence, both wanting to get comfortable for their "in house" date.

As Preston entered his DC area apartment, he couldn't even begin to hide the excitement over the amazing present POTUS and the Pope had given him. His first order of business was figuring out how to leak some of the pictures before the magazine was released. He knew once the magazine hit the stands, Tumblr and Twitter would take care of the rest, but he couldn't wait that long, even if it was only a week.

Preston racked his brain coming up with the perfect way to get a few of the pics out there early then it hit him. He logged into the Time website and decided it was time to host a little viewers choice fun.

Preston chose what he believed to be some of the most suggestive photos and posted them to the Time website under the guise of a "Fans Choose The Cover". Once he posted the pics, he tweeted the link. Now all he had to do was wait for the hits to begin.

Of course it didn't matter what pictures the fans chose. Even if they didn't vote for the picture he wanted to use, he'd use it anyway. By morning, the nation would be buzzing about a possible relationship between POTUS and Pope.