Hey Loves! I'm not feeling much better, but my brain decided that I couldn't sleep until I made up for the terribly short update earlier. This one was inspired by me muse - Da Princes and Me's thanks to her Saving Grace update. I hope you all enjoy. Thank you all for reading and Happy Olitzing!

P.S. Cleo, you know me so well!

"CYRUS! LAUREN, GET CYRUS IN HER NOW!"

"Yes sir." Lauren whimpered as she scurried towards Cyrus' office.

Fitz was on a warpath and to him it was justified. It has been a month since Fitz last saw Liv. In the beginning he was excited because of how quickly her client list grew. It seemed like just about every politician throughout the entire nation had some sort of crisis that needed fixing, and Olivia Pope quickly became a political household name for crisis management. In the beginning he couldn't have been prouder of how quickly Liv's clientele grew. But now he has to admit he's a little jealous. Fitz walks to the window behind his desk and looks out the window overlooking the rose garden. His mind immediately drifts to the last time they were together.

It was two months after the official opening of the OPA. Fitz was about to leave to attend the G8 and wanted to stop by and see his Livvie before he left. It would be the first time he'd set foot inside of the OPA, and the last time he'd have a chance to leave the White House for personal reasons.

Fitz ascended the elevator to the fifth floor and entered the door with the 514 on it. He thought it was silly for there to be a number on the door since Liv's office took up the entire fifth floor. He walked down the hall, and saw a man Liv referred to as Huck sitting in an office full of plants. The man seemed to be busy tapping away on his keyboard, but jumped up when he noticed Fitz's presence. Once he realized who it was, Huck nodded and returned to his work. Liv had told Fitz that Huck want much of a talker, so he brushed it off and continued to look for Liv.

Fitz rounded a corner and came to an office with double doors, one of which was open. He stepped in quietly and there she was just as beautiful as ever in an all white Donna Karan pants suit and her trademark four inch heels. Fitz watched as Liv stood looking out of her window towards the White House. One hand was pressed against the glass, and Fitz could feel the sadness filling the room.

"Oh Fitz, what I wouldn't give to be in your arms right now." Liv sighed, a single tear rolling down her cheek.

"What would you give?" Fitz asked, startling Liv out of her thoughts. Fitz extended his arms, and Liv ran into them - hopelessly clinging on for dear life.

"Fitz, what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here?" Liv asked as the realization set in.

"I'm leaving tomorrow and there is no way I was boarding a any plane without seeing you first."

"But Fitz, you should be at the White House, it's late."

"I'm the leader of the free world, I don't do curfews. Now about this giving to be in my arms" Fitz said as he tilted Liv's chin upwards and headed his lips across her. "I love the office by the way. Something's missing though."

"Oh really? What exactly would that be? You have your ankle biter in your arms, so what else do you need?"

"You heard that huh?"

"Yes I did. I thought it was kind of cute though. Now tell me, what's missing." Liv asked as she began nibbling on Fitz's lower lip.

Instead of answering her, Fitz lifted Liv up and carried her over to her desk, knocking everything off in his path.

"You know I'm going to be the one stuck cleaning that up right?"

"Don't worry, it will be worth it." Fitz growled against Liv's lips as he began unbuttoning her blazer.

"Fitz, there are people here." Liv moaned as she tried to push him away.

"They have all been sent home, Huck included. Now hush, I need to make love to my girlfriend right now."

"Hmmmm, your girlfriend huh?"

"Yesssss." Fitz hissed before capturing Liv's mouth.

Their tongues began dancing the sweetest of tangos as they explored one another, drinking in the taste they both missed so much. Liv's hands crept up Fitz's chest, and she felt them trembling as she began unbuttoning his shirt. At some point Liv grew tired of the buttons and gave the shirt one swift tug, sending buttons flying in all directions.

"I liked this shirt." Fitz said giving a small pout.

"I'll buy you ten more. Now shut up and make love to me."

"I love when you're like this."Fitz growled before reclaiming her mouth.

They quickly discarded of their clothes which found homes in different areas of the office, and Fitz stepped his way between Liv's thighs. His handed drifted downward and he smiled as he felt the moist heat that was seeping from her core. Fitz wasted no time inserting his fingers inside of her as Liv's hand slid downward to envelop Fitz's growing erection.

"Fitz..." Liv whimpered as He began licking a sensual trail from beneath her ear to her shoulder and back.

"I love you."

"I'd say I love you too, but I'm assuming it isn't me you're daydreaming about." Cyrus remarked pulling Fitz out of his thoughts.

"Cyrus, how long have you been standing there?" Fitz said as he cleared his throat, clearly upset the moment had been ruined.

"Long enough to realize that this... whatever you want to call it is due to the fact that you are missing a certain 5' 4 ankle biter... sir. Now is this a personal visit or business?" Cyrus asked already having an inkling of why he had been summoned.

"Have you spoken to her lately?"

"No... Sir... I have not. I've gotten updates from her detail, but it seems all she does is work, swim, and go home. They say she's happy with her job, but..."

"But what Cy?"

"Well sir, when she's not working, she seems miserable."

"HARRISON!"

Harrison ran down the hall towards Liv's office. He'd give anything to be sent out for any reason. He'd gladly do a coffee or tampon run if it meant leaving the office. Normally Liv was calm, laid back. Everything she did was for a reason, and people always knew where she stood professionally. Now, the Liv that Harrison was slowly making his way towards was anything but. Her fuse was the shortest he had ever seen it and her lack of patience in the recent weeks worried him senseless.

"Yes Liv?" Harrison asked sheepishly as he entered her office.

"Where are we with Trevor Blake?"

"We can't seem to get hold of him right now. It seems he's just vanished."

"Well have you checked his house?"

The lack of response was all the answer Liv needed.

"YOU CHECK HIS HOUSE HARRISON! IF A CLIENT IS MISSING, YOU ALWAYS CHECK THEIR HOUSE FIRST!" Liv spat causing Harrison to flinch. Harrison's eyes grew wide at the side of Liv he was currently experiencing.

"Look Harrison, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell."

"Look, Liv we're ok here for a while if you need to get out of here."

"Harrison, what are you trying to say?"

Harrison took a deep breath before responding. "Listen Liv, we all care about you, we're family, but right now, hell for the past month, you've been snapping at everyone. If you miss him, go see him."

"There's no time Harrison. Yes I miss him but business is coming in way faster than I expected. I never realized how many scandals there are out there. We are still in the baby stage of building our reputation. Everything else will have to wait. Including... Including my time with Fitz."

Harrison went to speak and was interrupted by Liv's phone ringing. Liv looked down and saw it was Cyrus.

"Harrison, I've got-"

"Say no more, I'm heading out to go hog tie me a client. Just remember what I said."

Liv nodded as Harrison made his way out of the office, closing the door behind him.

"What?"

"This is how you reel in clients? No hi, hello, how are you?"

"Sorry Cy. Hi, hello, how are you, WHAT!?"

"Meh, it's a step. How are you Liv? It seems like I haven't seen you in a month. Oh wait, I haven't!"

"Sorry Cy, I've been busy with the office. I never thought the clients would be pouring in like this. I barely get a moment to sleep."

"Ah yes Olivia Pope & Associates. How is it? Fixing the lives of the politically stupid?"

"It's... Interesting.. I love it. I work for myself, and..." Liv was interrupted by an impromptu yawn. Cyrus saw this as his moment.

"Tell me Liv, have you been sleeping ?"

"Cy what is this about?" Liv asked, a sinking feeling growing in her gut. Cyrus could care less about her sleeping pattern and she knows it.

"Liv, we need you here. He's turning into a monster. He isn't eating, he's not sleeping. He's snapping on anyone who tries to speak up about his health. He misses you Liv." Cy sighed into the phone.

"Cy, I miss him too. But work just isn't giving me the time to see him."

"Liv you're the boss right?"

"Yes Cy. I ju-"

"Then make time. He isn't sleeping Liv."

"Neither am I Cyrus."

The conversation was interrupted by Abby bursting through Liv's office looking as if she had just seen a ghost.

"LIV, YOU NEED TO COME HERE! LIKE NOW!"

"Abby?"

"NOW LIV!" Abby said as she ran back into the hallway. Liv told Cyrus she'd call him back and ran to see what had Abby so frazzled

"Abby, what the hell is the problem storming into my office when I'm on the phone! Li-" Liv froze mid sentence as she stood face to face with Fitz.

"Okay, from what Cyrus tells me, you're terrorizing the White House staff, and Liv, well I love you but you have been a major beeeeyotch lately. Now, I don't care how long it takes, but the two of you will hash this out like NOW! We'll be back in a few hours. We need a drink! HUCK, QUINN! WE'RE OUT!"Abby screeched before storming out of the office.

The moment the OPA cleared out, Fitz closed the space between them.

"Hi." Fitz said, a smile slowly forming on his face.

"Hi." Liv managed to choke out, barely above a whisper.

"So, how's it working with Tabitha?" Liv asked motioning towards the door.

"Livvie, she's taller than me. She has more muscles than me. I dared her she couldn't bench press me and she did! She lifted my entire body into the air! She's no bodyguard, that's the incredible hulk!" Fitz said of his new agent. Tabitha had to have been 6' 4 as she stood over Fitz. She was what Liv guessed to be 250 lbs of pure muscle. The woman was probably a bodybuilder but she was the best.

"She's the best." Liv said, voicing her thoughts. "Besides, I don't trust you." Liv said in a joking tone.

"Anyway, what's this I hear about you being cranky lately?"

"I miss you. Now what's this I hear about you being a monster to your staff?" Liv asked with a serious tone.

"I miss you too..." Fitz replied sheepishly.

"So what do we do about it?" Liv asked, already knowing what his response would be.

"Come home with me. We can have a romantic candlelight dinner, pop some popcorn, watch old movies, make out on the sofa."

"Okay..."

"Its just that I miss you so much, and apparently you miss me and I think we should have that... Wait what?"

"I... Said... O... K..." Liv answered, emphasizing each syllable with a kiss.

"How fast can you be ready?"

"You can take me now... Take me home now... Take me with you now... I'm yeah, I'm ready." Liv sighed, deciding it was best to just stop talking.

"I would love to take you now. Right here, right now on every surface of this office. But we have dinner reservations in an hour."

"Dinner reservations? What if I said no? And I thought you said we were going back to the residence for dinner."

"I knew you wouldn't. And I said a candlelight dinner, I didn't specify where."

"You are a very confident man Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III."

"Only when it comes to you."

"Fiiiitzzzz! DON'T STOP! DON'T EVER STOP!"

Fitz lifted his head and smiled before resuming his position between Liv's thighs. No matter how many times he had pleasured her, he could never get enough of the way she tasted. She was his drug, and he was thoroughly addicted. Fitz flicked his tongue against Liv's bundle of nerves before drawing it into his mouth. He sucked on her delicate nub and felt himself harden as she began writhing and wiggling, trying to break free from his grip.

"Oh no you don't, I'm not finished with my desert yet." Fitz mumbled against the bundle of nerves, causing Liv to arch up off of the bed.

"Fitz, please..." Liv whimpered

"Please what Livvie? What do you want baby?"

"I want..."

"Say it."

"I want..."

"Uhmhmmm"

"I want you to fuck the shit out of me Fitz." Liv responded in a tone neither of them knew she was capable of. Fitz didn't know what had gotten into her, but he definitely liked it.

Fitz flipped Liv over so she was positioned on her stomach. He added a few pillows under her and landed one hard slap on her ass. Liv cried out from the pain and anticipation of what was to come.

"Is this what you want Livvie?"

"Yesssss." Liv hissed, her voice dripping with pure lust.

"You like when I slap your ass and pull your hair don't you?" Fitz teased as he gently tugged her hair and lined himself up with her core.

"Yesssss." Liv whimpered as she was growing impatient. She couldn't understand what was taking so long. Immediately Liv cried out, overwhelmed with a mix of pain and pleasure as Fitz's hand landed on her ass the same time he plunged fully into her slick core.

"You feel so good Livvie. So wet... So tight... Hmmm" Fitz moaned as he began thrusting into her slowly at first, giving her body time to reacquaint itself with his size.

As Liv began matching him thrust for thrust, Fitz picked up the pace, before pulling Liv straight up, her back flush against his chest. Out of every angle they have experienced, Fitz knew this was her favorite. She loved the way he hit her spot with every thrust, all while his hands seemed to be all over her body all at once.

Liv hooked her arm around Fitz's neck and began sucking on his tongue as Fitz's hand made it's journey to her bundle of nerves, as the other hand tweaked and twisted her nipples. Fitz felt Liv's walls closing in around him and he slowed his thrusts while he quickened the assault on her nub.

"Come for me Livvie. Come for me sweet baby. Let it go." He commanded. He clenched down on her neck causing Liv to scream out his name, her body exploded from the inside out. Fitz flipped Liv onto her side, and positioned himself behind her.

"I'm nowhere near finished with you yet." Fitz moaned against Liv's neck as he slid back inside her wet heat, filling her completely. This honestly had to be one of Fitz's favorite positions, but he quickly found out that it was like playing a game of Russian Roulette as Liv lowered her leg, creating a tighter grip on his length. Fitz allowed his hands to roam Liv's body as he continued to thrust in and out of her core. He felt Liv clenching up once again and picked up the pace, determined to reach his climax with her. Liv reached up and grabbed Fitz's hair as he continued his exploration of her body. White specs entered Liv's vision as Fitz thrust into her one final time, bringing them both to an intergalactic climax.

Fitz pulled the covers up and went to pull out when Liv stopped him.

"Let's just stay... Like this... For as long as we can." Liv panted as she pulled Fitz's arm across her body. Fitz nodded and nuzzled his head into her neck as they cuddled up together, their fingers intertwined.

"I love you Fitz."

"I love you too Livvie." Fitz said as he placed a kiss on Liv's forehead.

The room was filled with nothing but sounds of their heavy breathing, until Fitz realized Liv's breathing was beginning to shallow.

"I missed you." Liv said as she drifted off to sleep.

"I missed you too Livvie." Fitz replied as he snuggled closer. He made a mental note to call either Harrison or Abby and let him know Liv wouldn't be in the next day. They needed this time, and since he had a technical "On call day" meaning he didn't have any appointments, but needed to stay close in case he was needed, he was going to make sure they got it. He kissed Liv's head one more time and drifted off to sleep himself.