Hey guys! here's the next chapter! It's a little short but I LOVE it. There isn't much to explain but I will say that it's fun and sexy. Anyway, please Review! Xoxo

I Do Not Own Scandal

Olivia and Fitz were the topic of the night at the Fine Arts Ambassadors Gala that they attended. Everyone drooled over Olivia and how fabulous she looked in her evening gown while all the women swooned over Fitz's old Hollywood look and his undeniable charm. Even Frankie and Harrison had to admit that they looked amazing together. The lovely couple spent the evening chatting it up with foreign diplomats, ambassadors, and some of the most well-known artists to date.

Olivia, although she hated how snobby many of the artists could be, didn't seem to mind the attitudes, snarky comments, and less than constructive criticism that many had to offer each other due to Fitz's presence. He made everything seem so much easier and he had a calmness about him that made her somewhat unorganized life a little easier to manage. It's almost as if he could sense her every emotion. Any time someone said something that would get under her skin, or piss her off, or make her somewhat uncomfortable he would place his hand at the small of her back and rub his thumb on the exposed skin. At first she thought he was just being handsy but then she realized how relaxing his touch was.

"We don't have to stay, you know?" He said as he grabbed two glasses of champagne. Olivia smiled at him and took a sip of her drink.

"I know. Thank you for putting up with this tonight." She said as she wrapped an arm around his waist.

"I'd do anything for you, Ms. Pope." Fitz said as he leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips.

"What would you say to accompanying me to my place for a real drink." Fitz said as he flashed a sly smile at her.

"Why, I would love to join you for a real drink Dr. Grant." Liv said as she winked at him making his heart skip a beat.

They made their final rounds and said goodbye to Frankie and Harrison. Within twenty minutes they were in the living room of Fitz's place drinking scotch, listening to Miles Davis, and swaying gently together.

Fitz couldn't help but be entranced by Olivia. Her big brown eyes, her high cheek bones, and her full lips that ached to be kissed made his eyes gloss over. He pulled her close, to feel the softness of her body against his.

"You are breathtaking. Simply breathtaking." Fitz said as he brought his hand up to stroke her lips with his thumb.

Her lips slightly parted at his touch and her breath caught in her throat. The way he looked at her made her senses and nerve endings go on high alert. She was in tune with his every movement and the scent of him was intoxicating. The rough callouses of his hand at the small of her back were sending shock waves through her body that were so intense that she could not help but be thankful that he was holding her because she was afraid she might actually go weak at the knees.

His eyes bore into her causing her skin blaze with intensity. She needed him to extinguish the fire that threatened to consume her.

"Fitz." was all she could manage as his lips came crashing down onto hers hungrily and all consuming. She welcomed his intensity and parted her lips to allow his tongue access. They battled and probed, searching and tasting each other as if their lives depended on it. He pulled her close as if he was trying to meld their bodies into one. She pulled him in closer, raking her fingers through his hair and grasping at the curls at the nape of his neck.

A sharp moan escaped her mouth as she felt his hard member press against her abdomen, sending a chill down her spine. Fitz couldn't control his hands. They moved all over her body and they roamed over her back and down to her plump and tight ass. He'd always been as ass man but her's took the cake. It was firm and round, not too big and not too small. He gripped it tightly and ground into her causing another moan to escape from her beautiful lips.

Just as his hands were making quick work of pulling up the hem of her dress, Liv removed her hands from his forest of unruly curls and placed them over his, halting his progress.

"Liv?" he asked slightly confused and out of breath. She didn't for a moment as she stared him in the eyes.

She removed her hands from his and cupped his face. She kissed him slowly but the kiss said a thousand words, all of the emotions she'd been holding for years. The love she longed for, the happiness she could only dream of, the hope of something lasting. She pulled away slightly, her lips still brushing against his as they took in each other's breath.

"Make love to me." Liv whispered onto his lips before he kissed her deeply. She didn't just want sex with him, she needed more. She needed the emotional connection, to feel him pour his love for her, the love that had blossomed and developed over the past two days. The love that they felt the moment they first kissed. He needed it too. Fitz was never one to sleep with women just for the sake of getting off. He could contain himself around women and had for years but something about Olivia, something about her spirit and her passion for life made him fall for her, hard. No one had ever made him feel this way. He wanted to make love to Olivia, and so he did.

Later that evening they lay tangled together in the sheets, legs intertwined. Liv was resting on his chest playing with his chest hair and listening to his heartbeat, entranced by the fact that it seemed to beat in the same rhythm as hers, as he held her close in his arms. They had been lying there in silence for a few moments, enough time for Fitz's mind to catch up on the events that occurred. The sweet sound of her moans as they escaped her mouth, the smell of her sex and the taste of it, warm honey. He licked his lips at the memory. He recalled the heavy panting and sounds of sex filling the entire house, her screams of his name at her release, and the burning sensation that still lingered on his back from her nails digging into his skin. He smiled to himself and pulled her a little closer to him.

Liv's mind and body were in a complete state of bliss. She'd been in love before but nothing this intense and when she did fall in love it was never this fast. Her last "long term" relationship had been very serious, there were talks of marriage and children but he wasn't the one. He never took time to get to know her or her work. He just assumed and the sex was good but it was nothing in comparison to Fitz. The way that Fitz would touch her body and the way he worshipped her made her aroused again. He was gentle yet firm and aggressive. He was tender and loving, caressing every inch of her body, licking every crevice. He was a very through man. She came twice before he even thought about his own release and she bit her lip at the thought of what he could do with his tongue. His penis was large and filled her to the brim. She'd gasped for air on more than one occasion when he would thrust powerfully into her, the memory sent a shiver down her spine.

"Livvy, what are you thinking about?" Fitz said through a raspy and somewhat tired voice. She smiled up at him as he pulled her further up onto his body so she was lying on top of him.

"I was just thinking about you. You're a wonderful man Fitzgerald Grant." She said as she kissed him deeply.

The kiss quickly escalated as hands roamed and the feeling of Fitz's erect member became too much for either of them to ignore. Fitz rolled over and pinned Olivia beneath him as he situated himself between her legs. He gently swept away a few stray strands of hair from her face and kissed her on the nose which caused her to giggle. She brought a hand up to his face and gently stroked his cheek as they stared at each other, taking in everything that hadn't been said.

Fitz slowly entered her and they both groaned in pleasure. He stayed there for a moment, relishing in the warmth of her. Liv started to writhe underneath him, needing the friction. She wrapped her legs tighter around him and moved her hands into his hair.

"I need you to move, babe." She said as she pulled his lips onto hers. He kissed her back, allowing her tongue to assault his. She pulled away from him slowly, as she bit his lower lip. The sensation caused him to emit a low growl and he recaptured her lips as he began to slowly trust.

His strokes were long and deep, leaving no room for more. Liv arched her body into him and threw her head back as the head of his penis continuously grazed over the bundle of nerves inside of her.

"Oh… yes. Right there. You feel so good, Fitz." She said as he continued to stroke in and out of her. It was as if he knew her body inside and out. Within moments he found her spot and her nerves were on end.

"You're so tight. Damn, Livvy." He said through gritted teeth as he shifted her legs onto his shoulders and leaned into her, causing him to go deeper.

"Fuck!" Liv screamed as he continued to thrust into her. The change in position was causing him to hit her spot directly. He would burry himself to the hilt, pressing onto her bundle of nerves, and then remove himself completely. He continued the sweet torture over and over again.

"Don't stop. Oh… Please. Please baby…" She was begging for release.

"Come for me, Livvy. Come for me, sweet baby." Fitz said as he buried his face into her neck as he sped up his thrusts.

Her orgasm took her by surprise, sending a wave of pleasure throughout her body. Her walls clamped down around Fitz's penis, constricting it, pulling his own orgasm out of him.

"I knew you were going to be a handful tonight, Ms. Pope." Fitz said as he kissed her gently on the lips. Their chests were still rising and falling heavily, neither one wanting to move from their current position. The feeling of completion coursing through their bodies, they were home.

When Olivia woke up it was still dark. The moonlight was shining through the French doors that lead to the massive balcony that was attached to the master bedroom. She smiled at the sight of the moonlit landscape, it was beautiful. She rolled over to snuggle with Fitz only to find she was alone. She sat up and searched for him in the dark. Nothing. She jumped out of bed and wrapped herself in the sheet that they'd been tangled in hours before around her body.

"Fitz?" She called as she exited the room. The lights were still on downstairs and she smelled coffee. She slowly crept downstairs and into the kitchen. He wasn't in there. She looked over at the pot of coffee and figured she'd make herself a cup. She didn't drink it often but she did like the taste of it. There were mugs hanging on a rack by the coffeemaker so she poured herself a mug full and went in search of her missing lover. She slowly walked throughout the house but couldn't find him. She called his name again.

"Fitz? Where are you?" She heard the sliding of a door and turned around to see Fitz, clad in his boxers and glasses, standing at the door that lead to the pool.

'What are you doing up, babe?" Fitz said as he walked towards her. He wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and kissed her softly on the lips.

"Well I woke up and you weren't there so I decided to go on a man hunt." She giggled. The house was so massive that it did in fact feel like a man hunt when she went to find him. So many rooms and offices. One could easily get lost on your first visit.

"I'm sorry. I woke up and I couldn't fall back asleep. You looked so peaceful that I didn't want to wake you so I came downstairs." He said as he rubbed small circles into her back. She smiled up at him and he kissed her on her forehead.

"What were you up to outside? Mind if I join you?" She said as she pulled from his grasp.

"If you want. I'm just messing around on my laptop. Emails and such." He said as he followed her outside.

His laptop was under the cabana on the table along with a large bowl of fruit and a mug. He took her hand and intertwined their fingers as he led her around the pool and sat her in his lap once he got comfortable in the chair.

"Did you sleep well at least?" He said as she cuddled into him.

"I did. I mean, aside from being very sore, I slept great." She said with grin and Fitz smacked her on the butt.

"Ow!" She said as he rubbed her butt gently. He winked at her and slid his laptop into his line of sight.

"What are you working on?" She said as she tried to read what was written in the word document on the screen.

"Nothing, really. Just writing things down. Journaling my experiences. Being a writer again." He said with a light chuckle.

"That's amazing, Fitz! Can I read?" She said as she grabbed for his glasses.

"No!" He said as he pulled her hands away from his face "Not yet, anyway. I want it to be right when you read it." He said as he kissed her hands. She sighed, not use to being told no, and got up from his lap.

"Where are you going?" Fitz asked as he watched her circle the pool.

"Well since I can't read what you're writing I'm going to raid your fridge. Do you want breakfast? I'll make you something if you want." She said smiling at him.

"You cook? Really?" he laughed as she rolled her eyes at him.

"I'll have you know, Fitzgerald, that I happen to be an amazing chef. So if you want breakfast I suggest you quit while you're ahead." Liv said as she walked into the house.

"I'll quit only if you promise to cook in heels and an apron." Fitz said as he watched her from a distance. He didn't think she heard him until he saw the sheet that she was wrapped in fly onto one of the chairs at the dining room table by the kitchen.

"Holy shit." Fitz said to himself as he quickly got up from the cabana and ran into the house after her.

After some fun in the kitchen and a wonderful breakfast, compliments of the naked chef, Fitz and Olivia made their way upstairs. It was now almost 8 a.m. Liv jumped in the shower first then Fitz followed her. As soon as Fitz got into the shower Liv's phone it began to ring.

"Pope." She said as she answered.

"Why do you answer your phone like that? Especially when you know I'm the one who's calling?" Liv giggled at her sister.

"Because I know it pisses you off. What's up."

"I'm just reminding you that you have that meeting with the gallery owner at 10:30 and you have another meeting with the event coordination for the charity event you're hosting next month at 1. You also need to make time to sit down with me and Harrison and tell us why you aren't home and we need to know all of the details of the hot night of sex you and Fitz had." Frankie said in a serious tone that only made Liv laugh.

"You know I will. Tell Harrison I'll be home in fifteen and to clean up the mess he made. Will you be there when I get home?"

"You know it! See you soon."

Liv hung up the phone and turned to Fitz who had just got out of the shower and was wearing nothing but his towel, very low on his waits. Olivia licked her lips at the sight of him but shook her head as if to clear the thought of ripping it off of him out of her brain.

"I have a meeting in about two hours so I need to head home. You wanna throw on some pants and drop me at my place?"

"Are you gonna wear the dress from last night? Because that's a hell of a walk of shame." Liv threw a pillow at him but he ducked and it only grazed his hair.

"Hey!" Liv giggled.

"How about you give me a shirt and I'll work it out." Fitz looked at her quizzically but threw her one of his dress shirts. She put it on and buttoned it up, only leaving two buttons undone. She grabbed the chain that was in her clutch and wrapped it around her waist, tying it tight enough to show off her waist. She ran into the bathroom and patted some of her slightly smeared make up off and fixed her tousled hair before running back into the bedroom and slipping into her heels.

"There, ready." She said as she looked over at Fitz who was just standing there in awe.

"How did you do that?" Fitz asked, slightly dumbfounded.

"Don't worry about it. Next time I'll be better prepared. Now hurry up, Mr." Liv said as she kissed him on the lips and ran downstairs, dress and clutch in tote.

"Yep, definitely a handful." Fitz said as he jumped into his boxers and a pair of pants. He slipped on a t-shirt and a pair of loafers and followed after Liv.

So, what did you think? I absolutely ADORE Fitz and Liv. They are so cute and Fitz seems to be happy again. They act like they've been together for years which is a good thing but will it come back to bite them in the ass? Lets hope not! Leave a review if you like! Xoxo