Harrison Wright did not speak-he simply leaned against the wall and held brought his hand to his mouth to cover the smile that threatened to come out as a laugh. He had already known-along with the rest of their team-that Liv had become involved with someone but they had not known who it was so they all jokingly referred to him as "the guy". Walking into the meeting and seeing her reaction to Fitz he had guessed there was something between them. After they requested the room to discuss things privately his suspicions had grown. Walking back into the room after their discussion he had noticed their linked hands, their lack of space and how in sync they were. This was the guy. Her guy. Harrison's smiled widened as he tapped his phone against his mouth. The team was going to have a field day with this.

Liv met his eyes and tilted her head in question. He gave her a quick thumbs up to show his approval of the situation. She had a feeling that he would back her regardless but she appreciated the gesture.

Mellie's reaction happened in stages. After taking in their linked hands and closeness she had gasped. Listening to their joint statement brought her hands to her mouth in shock. How could he? What did they think they were doing? Olivia Pope was a nobody standing where she belonged. Her widened eyes returned to normal size when she reasoned that it was probably something temporary. Fitz was not the type to be tied down and if he was it certainly wouldn't be to someone who couldn't enhance him in all aspects of life. She would let Fitz have his fun with Ms. Pope but in the end he would not choose a nobody over someone like her.

Cyrus and Big Jerry seemed to share one mind as they shared the same physical reactions. Both of their faces reddened at Fitz's words. Both had begun huffing in air and both eyes took in their joined hands and posturing. Big Jerry was the first visibly recover with Cyrus following a few minutes later.

"Fitzgerald, I'm glad that you've agreed on this. Perhaps you and Mellie could discuss more aspects of the merger during dinner?" Big Jerry was not aiming for subtle and everyone got the gist that Jerry wasn't just hoping for a business merger to tie Mellie to his son.

"That's an interesting suggestion, Jerry, but I'm afraid I already have dinner plans with Olivia. Isn't that right?" Fitz pulled their joined hands to his lips, brushing a kiss across her knuckles as he turned his gaze to her.

"Yes, that's right, Fitz. Sorry to disappoint you, Jerry. We seem to be late for an engagement." Liv saw Fitz glance at his watch before nodded.

"We'll see you around, Jerry, Cyrus. Goodbye, Mellie." Fitz kept his hand linked with Liv's as they waved and made their way out of the room with Harrison falling in behind them.

"That was great, you two! Great. I loved it. United front, no weaknesses shown. Excellent. We didn't really meet earlier,man. Harrison Wright." Harrison spoke quickly as they moved through the building and into the elevators. He bumped Fitz's arm with his.

"Liv! Why didn't you tell us this was 'the guy?'" Harrison leaned against an elevator wall absently spinning his phone while he waited for her to answer.

"Yes, Liv. Why didn't you tell your team that I was 'the guy?' I'm very interested in finding out." Fitz moved behind her, pulled her close and rested his chin on her shoulder. She lightly nudged him with an elbow.

"Harrison no one asked about Fitz. You seemed curious but I wasn't hiding him. We were working for Millicent and that was taking its toll-"

Harrison interrupted her. "All the more reason to have told us. We could have had some fun instead of walking on eggshells when the dragon lady was around. So, how are we gonna work this thing? Is it going to be a problem for either of you?"

"There won't be any problems, Harrison. Fitz has agreed to listen to our suggestions. Isn't that right, Fitz?" Liv laced her voice with sweetness and readied her elbow to nudge him again.

"Yes, dear. I'll do my best to be an easy client. I don't want to stress anyone out more than necessary-especially not my Liv." Fitz gave Harrison and exaggerated wink and earned the nudge that Liv delivered to his ribs.

Harrison stopped spinning his phone and placed it into his pocket when the elevator sounded alerting them to the fact their destination had been reached.

He was the first to step out and raised his fingers to his brow in mock salute then backed out of the elevator making his way out of the building.

Content to have her in his arms, Fitz gave Liv a quick squeeze before they walked out of the elevator hand in hand.

"I'll meet you at home, Liv, I have to take care of something but I shouldn't be long." Fitz tipped her chin up and pressed a quick kiss to her lips before running back to the elevators.

He was heading back up to his office and thinking about dinner when the elevator doors opened and Mellie walked in. Seeing her smile made him cringe inwardly. Taking the stairs the rest of the way seemed like a good idea. He reached out to stop the doors from closing but she placed a hand on his arm to stop him. Fitz snatched his arm back, crossed his arms and stepped back widening his stance against the wall. He had nothing of importance to discuss with her.

Mellie swept her gaze over him quickly and she couldn't help the small shiver that ran through her as she admired his impressive physical stature and just how well tailored his suit was. He deserved to be hers. He would be with her. They had been good together. Though their physical relationship and only been brief he had been attentive and unselfish. Being the focus of his intensity was a unique experience but after every coupling he seemed to withdraw further from her.

She had made it a point to track his business moves but she knew that he wasn't the playboy type. He was discreet and while he didn't seem like one to add notches to their bedpost be had not seemed to be in any sort of rush to be tied down. That one thought provided her comfort even after seeing him with Olivia Pope. She would be temporary as well. Mellie was sure of it.

"Fitz, I look forward to working with you in the future. I know you have plans tonight...but maybe we could make some time work lunches? Surely we can't avoid each other-"

He held up a hand to halt her speech. "Mellie, there will be no work lunches where you can get me alone. There will not be dinners and I won't have to avoid you. We're both adults so I'm going to address you like one. What we had was brief and I barely recall the details. I, however, am in a very serious committed relationship and I suggest that you give up whatever romantic notions you have regarding us because there is no us. There will never be an us if you're involved. Now if you don't mind, I'd like to enjoy the rest of this elevator ride in silence."

Fitz pulled out his phone when he felt it vibrate in his pocket.

Liv: I'm at home. What do you want for dinner?

Fitz: You laid out on the dining room table. ;)

Liv: That could be arranged for dessert but we have to eat real food too.

Fitz: Are you offering to cook?

Liv: Hmmm...how would you like your water? Burned or burned?

Fitz: Baby, I cannot survive on your diet of snacks, popcorn and wine. I need special servings of you along with man food.

Liv: Define man food.

Fitz: Meat, potatoes, my woman. Man food lol.

Liv: That's an interesting diet. You should market it.

Fitz: I'm not suggesting you be on any other man's diet plan unless you want to see me hospitalize them.

Liv: Caveman. I'm up for whatever you want for dinner then.

Fitz: I'll handle it. See you soon. :)

Sliding his phone back into his pocket he waited until the doors opened on his floor and exited without glancing back at Mellie. He walked into his office and printed off some of the vacation packages he had looked up and decided to pick up some groceries on the way home to make a quick meal for the two of them.


After finishing off a simple dinner of salmon, broccoli and rice they were laying on the couch with Liv in between his legs.

"What about Santorini, Greece?" Fitz nuzzled her neck and pulled it from the pile of papers next to him.

"That seems like it would be interesting. What else do you have, Grant?" Liv rolled over so that her back was against his chest.

"How about Lisbon, Portugal?" He said it with a convincing accent and waved the papers in front of her.

"Do you speak Portuguese?" She began reading about Portugal and became intrigued.

"I know enough..." Fitz replied, sheepishly. "I won't get us anywhere we'll have to much trouble getting around, how about that?"

"That sounds good to me. Maybe we should stick to the United States first. Not sure I want to travel with you internationally. It's a pretty big step since we haven't even done a road trip yet." She pulled his left arm over hers and linked their fingers.

"I think you'll find that I am an excellent travel partner, Livvie. Where would you like to go? Any places you haven't been but have always wanted see?"

"Walt Disney World." She turned over and mumbled it into his chest.

"That sounds like a great idea. I've never been there, have you, Liv?" Fitz felt her shake her head and mumble another reply into his chest.

She stretched her body and snuggled closer into him. "I'm ready for bed, Fitz, we should get into work early since we have to-"

Fitz rubbed her back gently and interjected,"No bringing work home, remember?" He slid an arm under her and slowly sat up, preparing to carry her into the bedroom.

He pulled back the blanket and covers then slid Liv into the bed. After making sure their alarms were set he went into his exercise room to get in a workout to tire himself out. Once he was done he knocked out twenty pull-ups before getting into the shower. After his shower he finally began to feel fatigue set in. He toweled off and slid into bed naked, pulling Liv to his side. When she rolled into his embrace he sighed, pressed a small kiss to her forehead and closed his eyes willing sleep to overtake his consciousness.


Olivia woke up slowly and stretched languidly, enjoying the feel of the soft sheets across her skin. She looked over to find Fitz still sleeping with one hand on his chest and the other tossed carelessly above his head, with the sheets bunched down around his waist.

She studied his face and admired the strong features. His light brown, nearly blind eyebrows, seemed to be drawn together in worry. He usually seemed much younger when resting but he seemed to be wearing all 36 years of age on his face. She reached out to sooth the wrinkle that had formed between his eyebrows and he sighed in his sleep. They would have a long day and she wanted to start it off on a happy not.

She smiled as she recalled how he had woken her just yesterday. She closed her eyes and recalled the incredible wake up call and how they had come together before cooking dinner last night. As promised Fitz had made her dessert and neither of their appetites had been ruined. It seemed to make their dinner knowing they were recovering from an enthusiastic dessert session.

Olivia quietly made her way down the bed until she was just below Fitz's belly button and carefully moved onto her hands and knees. She held the edge of the sheet and very slowly pulled it down past his knees, exposing him to her.

The sight of his muscular thighs and morning erection inches from her face caused warmth to expand inside of her.

She traced the outline of his hip bones with her fingertips first, then her lips and finally her tongue. She ventured inwards from his hip bones, licking her lips as she saw his erection. She gently ran her fingertips across him, he arched his back a bit at the sensation.

Taking his erection in her hands she placed the tip right at the opening to her mouth. She began running her tongue around him, squeezing him with her lips and gently sucking. He began growing larger in her mouth due to her attentions.

Fitz felt the edges of his dream slip away from him as he began to feel intense pleasure. He opened his eyes slowly and saw Liv with her head between his legs. When she increased her suction he nearly crossed his eyes in pleasure and a deep groan escaped him.

She kissed her way to his torso and began running her tongue in the indentations of his abs. She raked her nails down his chest and brushed her fingertips across his nipples causing him to slightly lift himself up before he fell back into his pillow. She returned down to his hip bones and continued where she left off. She took him in her mouth as far as she could while maintaining eye contact with him.

Seeing her mouth stretched around him was rapidly shredding any vestiges of control he thought he had. He fisted his hands slapping them down onto the bed as his hips thrust into her mouth.

Olivia moaned at the feeling of him thrusting into her mouth and she felt the power of being able to make him lose his grip on self control. She lightly ran her nails on the inside of his thighs and felt him shudder.

Feeling the vibrations of her moan and having her nails on his skin forced Fitz into action. As good as she was with her mouth he wanted to finish with her-inside of her. He wanted to feel her clenching him tightly. He pulled her head off of him and brought her face to his. He kissed her, deeply, groaning at the combined taste of them. His tongue explored her mouth and he cupped her face with both hands.

"Climb on top of me," he commanded, and she excitedly obliged. He brought his hand down to squeeze her breast and gently rolled her nipple between his fingertips. She straightened and concentrated on steadying herself as she took hold of him and placed him at her hot, slick entrance. Then, exquisitely slowly, she sank down on him, sliding the blazing heat of her center all the way around his warm length. Once he was fully seated inside of her he felt her tighten around him in response to the intrusion.

Olivia began riding him and he thrust into her as they found a fast paced rhythm. He grabbed her ass with his strong hands and lifted her up and down, forcing groans to leave both of their mouths. Their breathing became harsh as they both climbed the last few steps to orgasm.

Fitz reached down between them and circled his thumb on her bundle of nerves and felt her come undone. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she spasmed around him in pleasure. He gritted his teeth as he felt her warmth increase around his length and she began pulling him tighter into her. He began nibbling and biting the sides of her neck careful not to leave a mark. He began circling her bud once more and rotated his hips to alternate his thrusts. She began bouncing down to meet his thrusts and came apart after he almost pulled out completely before returning with a deep, hard thrust.

She opened her mouth to scream and he caught the sound when he covered her mouth with his and turned them over so that she was on her back. He was close and he needed deeper penetration. He lifted her leg onto his shoulder and began pistoning in and out of her. Her other leg wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer.

The change in position was bringing him deeper into her with each stroke. They were both close and Fitz linked their hands together, as his lips sought hers. He knew she was getting close from the change in her breathing and he nibbled on her ear. She bit down on his shoulder as she tried to hold back the pleasure from overtaking her.

Knowing that she was trying to hold on, Fitz changed his angle so that his pelvic bone ground into her and she lost control at feeling the pressure on her bud. He thrust into her harder and squeezed her hands as he emptied himself into her and they both called out each other's names.

Fitz collapsed on top of her briefly before rolling them over so that she rested on top of him. Inhaling deeply, he breathed in the smell of her-jasmine, vanilla, something all her own mixed with his own scent. It made him crazy and had since the first time he had smelled it.

Olivia was absently drawing on his chest and propped her chin on his chest to look at him. He had a wide, satisfied smile on his face. That smile melted her heart each time he shared it with her and it brought one of her own soft smiles out.

"Good morning," Fitz said with a chuckle.

"Good morning to you, baby," Olivia returned.

Come what may, today would be a good one.


Thanks for being patient with me, I'm currently seeing a few different versions of Olitz in my head and they're coming across in different stories. Thank you all for the views, reviews, favorites and follows. OX