Liv wasn't sure if everything was okay between her and Fitz. She understood the pressure he was under as potential heir to a business empire. The fact that he was part of that Grant family had escaped her notice until he had casually invited her to meet him for lunch and she walked into Grant Industries. She had known he was reasonably well off but she had not cared to find out just how far his wealth went. For the most part Fitz managed himself well regarding his extravagance. Yes, he had a penthouse apartment, a luxury car or two but he didn't flaunt these things they were just comforts he could afford and happened to indulge in. He was just as comfortable in his suit and tie as he was dressed casually.
The increasing push from Big Jerry to take the reins of Grant Industries had increased Fitz's work at the office. Though Tom Ford had been appointed President Fitz was still helping with the transition. While the board had not fought him on appointing Tom they still looked to Fitz as a strong leader because he was still the majority shareholder. It was not just the board who looked to him-the business world was watching Grant Industries very closely with a focus on Fitzgerald Grant III the reluctant heir apparent. Fitz inspired buyer confidence so his involvement in the company would continue to be ongoing.
Dealing with her own client was far more exhausting than it should have been. Mellie had proven to be quite stubborn and a very needy client. The team had been putting in exceedingly long hours for her. When Fitz asked about her work she could not discuss details like the client's name or business. He only knew that whoever she was working for had to be some sort of tyrant. The campaign had finally wrapped early this week and both her and her team were glad to be done with Mellie.
Although Liv and Fitz had been practically living together for the past few weeks by the time they got together they just enjoyed unwinding with each other. Fitz did not push to take things physical and neither did Liv although they had gotten much more comfortable in their skin together. It was difficult for either of them to be apart for long especially when it came to sleep. They both had much sounder sleep when they were together. Apart they experienced fitful and often sleepless nights.
This past week had been especially rough for Liv since the end of the campaign was typically make or break due to last minute changes and the deadline of the client. She had not seen or heard from Fitz since she had left his place Monday morning. She had called and texted him but had received no response. Since she was free she decided to surprise him at the office. She called and was told by his secretary that he not been in since Tuesday.
Worried, Liv drove to his apartment and was slightly relieved when she saw his car in its usual parking spot. She began to worry again on the elevator ride up. Why hasn't he responded to my calls or been to work? Maybe he had to leave and get away from everything...including me. No! Fitz wouldn't just take off without letting her know. She shook her head to clear her thoughts as the elevator opened. She used the Fitz had given her but still knocked and announced her presence.
"Fitz! Honey, are you home?" She was met with no response. She looked around the apartment. It seemed to be in order. She moved towards his bedroom and pushed open his door. Fitz was curled into a giant ball with blankets piled around him. Tissues were strewn near him and he looked pale. His face was covered in a light beard from days without shaving and his eyes were tightly shut. He seemed to be shivering and his nose was bright red. Liv moved to the dash in the wall and adjusted the temperature to make it warmer.
"Fitz?" She softly called out to him unsure if he was awake or if he had a headache as well.
His sharp blue eyes popped open when he heard Liv's voice. "Liv?" He sounded nasal and her name came out stuttered as he continued to shiver.
"I'm here, baby. Hang on a second. I'm going to get some things to make you more comfortable." Liv walked into the kitchen and grabbed a few small trash bags, a glass of water and some crackers. She returned to the bedroom and set them on the nightstand. She walked into the bathroom and retrieved the heating pad Fitz had gotten for her, warmed a wash cloth and looked for cold or fever medication. There didn't seem to be any. She sent off a quick text to Huck since he didn't live far and she didn't want to leave Fitz alone.
Liv: Huck, can you pick up some cold and fever medicine for me? And maybe some soup?
Huck: No problem. How many bottles?How much soup?
Liv: Enough for a grown man...?
Huck: Oh. This is for the guy? You'll need a lot. I'll take care of it.
Liv: Yes! The...MY guy. Thanks, Huck. I'll text you the address.
She gathered the tissues on the bed and put them into one of the trash bags. She sat onto the bed and gently rubbed it across Fitz's face. He was burning up and needed to cool down. She moved to sit behind him and he turned to rest his head on her stomach grabbing onto her thigh. She lifted Fitz's blanket cocoon slightly to see what he was wearing and wasn't surprised to see that he was not wearing anything.
Sliding down further into the bed she tried wrapping more of herself around Fitz. He responded by curling his body into hers. His warmth was seeping through her clothes and it was starting to make her sweat but he continued to shiver. She brought the blankets tighter around them and squeezed him closer. She needed to get him into a warm shower.
They laid together for a while until she heard the knock at the front door. Fitz seemed to be sleeping again so she slowly extracted herself from his hold and tucked the blankets in around him. She opened the door and Huck had a few bags of supplies.
"Okay, Liv. Medicine is in this back along with hot and cold packs for his sinuses. It really depends on his preference." He held up his right hand.
"This bag has some light foods but only push food if it's a cold. If he has the flu and is feverish push clear liquids. If he has body aches he can take some of these but just try to keep him well rested and those will clear up with time." He lifted that bag with his left hand.
He pushed the last bag forward with his foot. "I also bought you plenty of disinfectant soaps, sprays and wipes so you don't get sick."
"Thanks, Huck. I really appreciate this." She took the bags from his hands.
"It's not a problem, Liv. Take care of your guy." He raised his fingers in mock salute and made his way back onto the elevator. Liv chuckled and locked the door. She unpacked a couple of the disinfectants for the kitchen and living room and took the rest of them and the meds into Fitz's bedroom. He was still shivering and she decided that he needed some medicine before the shower. She began pulling the bottles from the bag and perused the labels before settling on one.
Tapping his shoulder through the blanket she called him. "Fitz, honey, you have to wake up for me."
Blurry cerulean met hers and he nodded slightly. She poured out the medicine into its cup and held it up to his lips as he sat up slightly. He downed the medicine and stuck his tongue out in mock disgust. She handed him the water to wash it down. She wasn't surprised when he finished the glass. She knew that he was probably dehydrated. She laid the back of her hand to his forehead. He still felt very warm. "Do you want to take a shower?"
"Yeah, Liv." His voice sounded scratchy from disuse. He began pushing himself up slowly and Liv was there to assist. "Thanks, Livvie." He sounded shaky but he was trying and she smiled at his effort.
Once he was sitting upright she went into the bathroom to rinse out the medicine cup and grabbed his robe. She put the cup back onto the medicine bottle and held out his robe so that he could slip into it.
Fitz felt his muscles protesting at the movement. He could not remember being this sore in a long time and he could not stop shaking. He pushed off of the bed and shrugged into his robe that Liv was holding out for him. Once he was in it she tied it together and moved to his side taking on some of his weight as they made their way to the bathroom. Every step sent pain shooting up into his body and his head was throbbing but he knew that a shower would help. He squeezed Liv's shoulder and was glad she was here.
He couldn't remember how long he had been out. He wasn't even sure of what day it was. He hasn't been able to find his phone and couldn't be bothered to locate it. He had visited his god daughters-Emma and Luna-at the daycare that they offered at the main office. They had been getting over the flu and Fitz had thought himself immune especially since he didn't get sick often. Oh how wrong he had been. He had left work and once he got home his body had begun to stiffen. He had showered and laid down thinking he was just over stressed and needed to decompress. When he next opened his eyes his body was racked with chills and got up briefly to use the bathroom and retrieve a box of tissues. He didn't have any medicine and while he wanted to call Liv he didn't want her to get sick especially since she was wrapping things up with her client. He grabbed an extra blanket and threw it on the bed then insulated himself under the pile to ward off his chills. That had been his routine until Liv had shown up. She had medicine, disinfectant and she was helping him.
"God, I love you, Livvie. You have no idea." His thoughts were starting to get cloudy. What the hell kind of medicine had she given him?
"I love you too, Fitz. Stand against this while I start the shower."
She leaned him against the glass shower door while she stripped out of her clothes and threw them into the hamper. She donned her terry lined shower cap. Once she turned the water on it wasn't long before steam started to fill the shower and fog the bathroom. It would be good for his sore muscles and the steam could help clear his sinuses a bit. She opened the shower door and slid his robe off. His eyes seemed glazed and she could tell that the medicine was starting to work.
Liv gently tugged him into the shower and moved so that they stood under the waterfall. Fitz moaned as the water hit his body. She grabbed his sponge, rubbed soap on it and began soaping Fitz's body.
His head dropped forward and he had his hands pressed against the wall. He felt Liv's gentle touch and feeling the water and her nearness was relaxing him. His muscles were being soothed by her gentle ministrations. She was murmuring to him but he couldn't make out the words. He wished that he wasn't sore. She had moved from behind him and was now washing his front. She looked like a beautiful water nymph to him. He wanted to crush her to him and follow the water droplets as they travelled her body. He wanted to kneel down and worship her before picking her up and taking her against the wall. He wanted...to stop feeling woozy.
"Liv." His voice sounded weak even to his ears. "I need to sit down-"
"Fitz!" She was concerned and had already finished washing them both. She hurriedly turned off the water and grabbed a towel from the warming rack. Wrapping his robe around him she held him and the towel as they walked back into the now toasty bedroom. She pulled off his robe and began drying him. Once his body was dry she paid special attention to his hair since he was already sick and didn't need to sleep with wet hair. When he was dry she gently pushed him back onto the bed so he could lay down. She then began drying herself and put on her jasmine vanilla scented lotion. She then threw on one of his shirts and underwear. Retrieving his lotion from the bathroom she rubbed him head to toe making sure to massage him gently to help with his body aches. She pulled a pair of boxer briefs from his drawer and managed to get him into them without much a struggle. Disinfecting her hands she got into bed with Fitz and wasn't surprised when he shifted in his sleep seeking her out. She dimmed the lights and wrapped her arms around him.
Fitz woke up sweating. He was hot. So damn hot. He kicked away the blankets piled on top of him. He was thirsty. His head was still pounding but it was much better and so were his body aches. He reached out and his hand met skin. His eyes popped open.
Liv was next to him asleep. He wanted to kiss her lips but he didn't want to get her sick. Since not touching her wasn't an option he decided that he wanted to repay her for checking in on him and taking care of him. She was still partially covered under the covers so he slid under them and saw that she was wearing another one of his shirts. He bit back a groan and stuffed his fist into his mouth at the sight of his shirt bunched above her waist. He positioned himself between her legs and listened to her steady deep breathing.
Fitz dipped his tongue into her belly button then traced a small circle around it. Her body bowed slightly before it settled back and her breathing relaxed. He traced the lines of her hip bones with his fingertips before tugging her panties over her hips and down her legs. The scent of her arousal hit him like a truck-an aroma that was utterly feminine and called to him on a primal level. He gave her a long testing lick before spreading her with his fingers. With her spread before him he took another leisurely lick before diving into her core. He alternated speeds and his arms circled her hips as he rested his hands on her stomach. He moved up to suck her bud into his mouth and began feasting on it.
Liv woke up to intense waves of pleasure crashing over her. She threw off the covers to see Fitz between her legs eating like a starved man. He needed to another dose of..."Fitz!" His name escaped her as her body bowed and he was there drinking her in as she crested with pleasure shocks continuing to zap her senses.
The taste of her as she reached completion only made him hungry for more. He was in a daze and needed of her taste. When he returned to kiss and suck her she whimpered softly and arched her back. She had grabbed fistfuls of his hair to keep him in place as she continued to buck against his questing mouth and tongue. Fitz groaned when her nails grazed his scalp and continued to push his tongue into her until more juices dripped out of her. He brought his right hand down and rubbed his middle finger along her slit. He slowly sank it deep inside of her and he began to move it in and out of her rhythmically.
Liv's hips bucked up to meet the finger at each thrust and he added a second finger. In and out. Out and in. Her body was clinging to his fingers and he returned his mouth to her bud to nip it lightly then flicked it with his tongue. Her body shuddered as she peaked once more. She loosened her grip on his head and struggled to catch her breath. She felt Fitz continuing to lick her and when his ministrations were done he pressed kisses to her inner thighs.
"Hey, sweet baby." His voice was stronger and his eyes weren't glazed like they had been earlier. Liv pressed a hand to his forehead and was glad that he seemed to be less warm and he no longer had the chills. She looked over to the corner of the bed seeing where he had kicked the pile of blankets that had once rested on him.
"Fitz! That was..." She trailed off and smiled. "How are you feeling? Are you hungry?"
"I'm feeling better but I could use some more medicine, Livvie." He raised himself up between her legs and put his hand on her arm when he saw her reach toward the nightstand. "I don't need that kind of medicine. I think my best chance at recovery comes by getting a full dose of you."
"That is not going to help you-" Liv shook her head at him.
"Trust me, sweet baby, it will. Let's negotiate." Fitz rested his head near her arm and looked into her eyes.
"What's your offer?" Brown eyes met blue.
"You as medicine followed by real medicine. Win-win." His head was beginning to pound again.
"Fitz..." He pressed a kiss into the bend of her arm.
"Livvie, my head is starting to hurt so I can't negotiate much longer. But I've read that orgasms help with headaches..." He rounded his eyes and held his hands together as he pleaded.
"I'm on to you, Fitz. But we have to be careful. I cannot get sick."
"Easily solved. Don't worry, you're taking care of me so I'll return the favor." Fitz slid down his boxer briefs and dropped them on the side of the bed.
He rubbed himself again briefly before sliding into her. He heard her gasp as he began to fill her. Once he was settled inside of her Fitz looked into Liv's eyes. He focused his attention to her neck and began alternating between sucking kisses and gentle nips. He ground his hips into her and she met each thrust with one of her own as they found their rhythm. Her legs were wrapped around his waist urging him closer.
Fitz felt her beginning to clench around him as she got close to finishing. He reached his hand down to circle her bud while he began to deliver deeper strokes. Liv had one hand curled around his head while the other clutched his back. They were both moaning and murmuring as sweat began beading on their bodies.
"Fitz!" He wanted to capture her lips as she screamed his name in passion but he found the curve where her neck and shoulder met and bit down as he felt her squeeze him as she climaxed. He pulled out slightly and returned swiveling his hips and felt her tighten on him once more. Her tightening over him as she continued to experience convulsions sent him over the edge and he called out her name. They both laid still trying to catch their breath. After a few minutes Fitz managed to pull himself out of her and they both moaned at the loss of contact.
"Time for your real medicine now, Fitz." It came out sounding like she was pouting.
He was on his back smiling at her. "Yes, Livvie. Whatever you say. I already feel better. I'm just going to lie here."
She reached over him and grabbed the medicine. Pouring out another dose she held it to his mouth and he took it with no complaint. She crawled over him and headed toward the bathroom. He rinsed out the medicine cup and cleaned herself up. She returned to the bed and wiped Fitz down with a small wash cloth. He seemed to be sleeping so Liv brought more water into the bedroom.
Liv climbed back into bed and rolled onto her side. It wasn't long before she felt Fitz settle in behind her and felt his arm on her waist. His fever had broken and it seemed that the flu was running its course. He should be better by the time the weekend rolls around. Even when getting over a flu the man knew what he was doing in the bedroom. He was good. Damn good. With those thoughts echoing through her mind she lost herself to sleep.
After another full day of disinfecting, got showers and meds Fitz was looking and acting more like himself. When the weekend rolled around he seemed to be back to normal and he spent the remainder of the weekend coming up with ways to show his appreciation to Liv for taking care of him while he was down.
They spent the weekend exploring each other's bodies and adjusting to this new dynamic. It had solidified their bond. Fitz knew that there was no other woman for him and he resolved to show Liv in as many ways as he could. Liv had known that once she had crossed that last barrier with Fitz that there would be no going back.
The weekend was quiet until Sunday evening when Liv received a call from her last client. Apparently after talking with the new company CEO, Mellie had recommended that her team work on the new promo campaign for the company they were merging with. Liv didn't want to agree to anything without meeting with her team and meeting the new clients. When pressed about naming the merger company Mellie remained vague since the deal had not been finalized. Liv agreed to have her team meet Monday afternoon with the potential clients.
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