Ok, I honestly have no clue WTF to name this chapter, but, seeing as how it is 8,000+ words, you can tell a lot is covered in this chapter. I believe this is my longest chapter to date. So, I hope you all enjoy this chapter and thank you to my bews and my loves for reading this chapter and trusting me to post as is. Some of you may also see that your reviews have come back and played a huge part of forming this chapter from beginning to end so thank you for keeping the ideas flowing with this story.

Three days for the Parisian part of their honeymoon after their families departure wasn't nearly enough. Needless to say, the first 70 hrs found the couple leaving their bed long enough to shower and accept food from room service. The time in between their continuous lovemaking found them talking about baby names, and planning the cookout they would host for those who couldn't attend the wedding, after they returned to DC.

With only a few hours left in Paris, the newlyweds finally pried themselves from each others arms, and began to get dressed. Wanting to see at least one site before the left, the couple settled on The Louvre. They decided that they would return to Paris for their one year anniversary, and visit the sites then. Once they made sure everything was packed, the couple loaded their suitcases into the awaiting town car and made their way to their only tourist attraction during this part of their honeymoon.

The next few hours were spent enjoying a guided tour, while taking in the various works of art like the Mona Lisa and the Venus De Milo. Fitz found himself often staring at Liv more than the exquisite art they passed by as to him; nothing in this lifetime or the next would be as exquisite as she.

The sun was finally beginning to set, and the couple decided they wanted to take a few pictures in front of the pyramid at The Louvre as it shone beautifully against the dusking sky. Fitz took a few pictures of Liv, and couldn't help but think back to how beautiful she looked in her wedding gown mere days before, as the beautifully illuminated Eiffel Tower served as the backdrop for one of the happiest days of his life. They were in the middle of taking a selfie, with Liv perched on Fitz's back when they noticed an elderly couple walking towards them.

"Excuse me dearie, would you two like for my husband or myself to take a few pictures for the two of you?" The elderly woman asked.

Liv took the woman in, and guessed she and her husband had to have been in their early seventies at least. The woman wore her silver streaked hair in a neat bun tucked low in the back of her head. She watched as the woman turned to her husband and fixed and smoothed his bowtie, before turning back to them wearing one of the warmest smiles Liv had ever seen.

"She has done this every day since we were married." The gentleman replied as he saw Liv watching them intently. Liv smiled as she thought about how she would tie and smooth out Fitz's tie, every morning before work. They had started that tradition not too long after they moved into their home.

To Liv, the older couple didn't seem like tourists, but she wasn't sure if they were just well seasoned travelers, or American immigrants to the beautiful city. The gentleman turned to Fitz, reminding him that a question had in fact been asked.

"Oh, um, I'm sorry. Yes please." Fitz responded politely as he handed the woman the camera. Both the husband and wife took many pictures of the newlyweds in front of the pyramid, many of them kissing or wrapped up in each others arms. The womans favorite had to have been when they ventured further away from the pyramid, and Liv and Fitz stood a few inches apart with their elbows bent and palms faced upwards. It gave the illusion that they held the pyramid in the palm of their hands.

The woman stared at the loving couple for a while as they interacted with one another, before handing the camera back to them. Fitz thanked them, and took a few more, this time taking a few of the kind couple, and group selfies of the four of them together. The couple watched on as Fitz planted the sweetest kiss on Liv's lips, and they both pulled away wearing the goofiest of grins.

"Aaah, young love. So tell me, how long have you two been married?" The woman asked as she took in the overly affectionate couple. Many elderly couples may have been offended or disgusted with the PDA the couple had been displaying, but to them, it was refreshing to see two young people so in love.

"Three of the most glorious days of my life." Fitz responded with a chaste kiss to Liv's lips, his eyes never leaving hers. Remembering they were in the presence of others, Liv cleared her throat and turned to the woman.

"I'm Olivia, and this is my husband Fitzgerald, or Fitz. Thank you so much for taking the pictures for us. That was very kind of you. How long have you and your husband been married?" Liv asked with a genuine smile. She had taken an instant liking to the couple who seemed to still be in the honeymoon stage themselves, based on the PDA they too were displaying. It was more toned down than Liv and Fitz's, but it was PDA nonetheless.

"54 of the most glorious years of my life. We met in kindergarten and we've never looked back. We were wed the day after we graduated high school. Many people told us we'd never last, but look at us now." The husband responded as he gracefully pecked his wife's cheek.

The couple introduced themselves and Ethel and Richard Wagner of Maryland, and the four of them hit it off immediately. Not wanting to end their time with the couple, Liv invited them to join her and Fitz for dinner, as they had reached their final hours in Paris.

The four of them made their way to a quaint little restaurant and spent the next few hours talking about marriage and life experience. Ethel told them the secret to a long and happy marriage was complete honesty, keeping the romance and spontaneity alive, and supporting your spouse's dreams. Richard added that having a man cave or a female cavern was also a must because as much as couples loved each other and wanted to be together, knowing when to give one another space was also a vital part in a successful marriage.

Liv and Fitz felt comfortable with the couple and ended up telling them their story of how they met in kindergarten as well, and have been close almost ever since. When Ethel gave Fitz an inquisitive look, he filled them in on the basics of his prior marriage to Mellie, and how he wished he had chased after his best friend first. It would have given them so much time they couldn't get back. No matter how hard he tried, Fitz couldn't help but get choked up as he recounted the long road to their happiness. Liv held Fitz's hand under the table and assured him that even though they had lost time, they had the rest of their lives to make up for it.

Once dinner was finished, the couples exchanged contact information, promising to keep in touch. Fitz also promised to see to it that they sent them copies of the pictures they had taken of them as a couple as well as all four of them together, much to Ethel's delight.

Ethel and Richard didn't have any children of their own, but they felt connected to the newlyweds, and wanted to have the opportunity to check up on them and their already growing family. Liv promised they would keep in touch, and was surprised that the couple resided in Aberdeen Maryland, not that far from D.C. Fitz invited them to come down to one of his restaurants at any time, telling them to call in advance, and he'd see to it they'd have a ten star experience at his five star Mio Dolce Olivia. If needed, he'd even send a car for them.

The couple had revealed they actually frequent the restaurant once a month as one of their weekly date nights. It was a standing reservation, and Fitz vaguely remembered Cyrus speaking of an elderly couple that did as such every single month. He had always wanted to meet them, but circumstances had always prevented him in doing so. It was nice for him to put names and faces to the couple, and it was nice for the couple to add a face to not only the owner of the establishment, but also the woman for whom the restaurant was named.

As the couples said their goodbyes and went their separate ways, Liv found herself tearing up as they separated from the elderly pair. The couple had managed to work their way into their hearts in such a short amount of time. Only one other person had been able to do that to Liv, and she found herself now looking down at his promise of a life of wedded bliss as it graced her left ring finger.

Fitz wrapped his arms around Liv's waist, and walked her towards the town car with his head buried in her neck. He knew that a day wouldn't go by where he wouldn't fight to make Liv the happiest woman alive. Talking to Richard and Ethel, he knew it wouldn't be easy, and there would be arguments down the road, but he knew one day they too would be celebrating their 54th wedding anniversary. Although Fitz had been married once before, his marriage to Liv is something that he cannot afford to mess up. If he lost her again, it would likely kill him. So any and all advice given by the couple was most certainly tucked away in Fitz's brain for safe keeping.

As they reached the town car, Fitz reluctantly let Liv go long enough for them to enter the car, before pulling her back into his lap. Liv rested her head on his shoulder, and nuzzled her face into his neck as they made their way to the airport in silence. Both were still too much in awe of the couple they had just spent the past few hours with to be able to speak in the moment. Liv couldn't help but think there was a reason for the couple to enter their lives now. Whatever that reason was, Liv knew they'd know the when's and why's the time was right.

When the couple boarded the ship dubbed for the week as the S.S. Olitz that would take them around the Mediterranean Sea for the next 10 days, they were too tired to function. Liv had barely woken up long enough to say "I love you" to Fitz before passing out once again. Fitz who was almost equally as exhausted, quickly undressed his wife and tucked her into bed, before undressing himself and climbing in behind her. With two weeks left of their honeymoon, Fitz fell asleep with a smile on his face as he began to think of all of the uninterrupted time they would have together.

Talia (Tal-yah) Shivani (Shi-vah-nee)

"Ok, so for a girl I like Talia." Liv said as she shoveled a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. It was the third day of the tour around the Mediterranean, and the couple was presently cuddled up on the deck, watching the sunset over the water. The way the pinks and oranges of the setting sun reflected off of the water, held the couple in awe of it's beauty. At first Fitz was hesitant to spend 10 days out at sea, but after watching the first sunset a few days before, Fitz was glad Liv had chosen thus cruise for the bulk of their honeymoon. The fact that they had as much uninterrupted time as they needed was a huge bonus.

"Livvie, I love Talia for a girl. I also like Tamra." Fitz added as he stole a scoop of Liv's ice cream, earning him a soft jab to his ribs. Always being one step ahead, Fitz had made sure that everything Liv had been craving had been stocked in the ship's kitchen. From hotdogs with cheddar, onions, and jalapeño peppers, to New York strawberry cheesecake ice cream, Fitz had thought of it all. He also made sure there was plenty fresh fruit and numerous flavors of other ice creams just in case Liv wanted a milkshake or a smoothie which was a new addiction he had discovered in Paris.

"Ok, so Talia and Tamra for girls. What about boys?" Liv asked as she added a few jalapeños to her ice cream, effectively putting a stop to Fitz's scoop swiping. When Fitz said nothing, she looked up and broke out in laughter as she took in his pouty appearance.

"You should try it. It is really good Fitz." Liv said as she took a bite of the new concoction.

"Nah, I'm good. I don't want to take any food away from my girls." Fitz responded with a kiss to Liv's forehead. She knew it really meant "I'm not eating that nasty shit!" but he was trying to be polite. Liv took another bite before getting back to the baby name business. Normally parents waited until they found out the sex of twins before they began name searching, or at least Liv assumed they did. But since she still wasn't far enough along to know the sex just yet, she wanted to cover all of her bases. Besides, the way Fitz was talking more babies already, she was sure they'd end up using all four names at some point or another.

"I like Theodore." Liv said causing Fitz to get a little choked up. Not many people knew of the womb mate that Fitz had that had passed away at birth, but the fact that Liv wanted to pay tribute to him by giving their son his twin's name meant a lot to him.

"Theodore is perfect. I like Tyler for a boy as well." Fitz added, not wanting to say to much for fear of the tears that threatened to fall. Even though she was tucked between Fitz's legs with her back pressed against his chest, she sensed Fitz's emotions and pulled his arms around her tighter.

"So we have Talia and Tamra for girls, and Theodore and Tyler for boys... What if it's one of each?" Liv asked, prompting Fitz to choose the two names they would run with.

"If it's one of each, then we will have Talia and Theodore. I'm sure we'll call him Teddy though." Fitz responded with conviction in his voice.

"Hmmm, Talia and Teddy. Perfect." Liv said as she snuggled further into Fitz's chest.

They lay on the lounge silently for a moment and thought back to the day they found out they were having twins.

Flashback

Liv had just finishing up with one of the most annoying clients she had ever met in her life. 27 year old Jason Maxwell, a pro baseball player for the NY Yankees had been accused of date rape of a 23 yr old college student. Liv knew that like many celebrities, Jason liked his private life to remain private, so when he came to her for help, he had fought tooth and nail to relinquish as little information as possible.

Jason had spent the entire afternoon gawking at Liv, and even snorted in disgust when she had accepted a call from Fitz. She knew he was smitten by her, but even if she wasn't with Fitz, one of her clients would be the last people she'd ever consider getting involved with. It didn't matter either way as she was hopelessly in love with Fitz and would be for the rest of her life. Liv looked down at her watch and realized that if she didn't end the meeting now, she would most certainly be late for her ultrasound.

To make her mood even worse, on the way to the doctors, Liv's phone had rang, and she answered through Bluetooth without looking. She sighed as she realized it was Kenneth making yet another attempt for her hand. She hung up on him immediately, and made a note to call and have her cell phone number changed immediately after their appointment.

She made the twenty minute drive across town in 12 minutes. Thankfully the traffic gods were on her side today. As she pulled into the parking lot she noticed the rows were labeled newly expectant, moderately expectant, and any day now, with the "any day now" spots being closer to the building. Liv smiled and pulled into a "newly expectant mothers" parking spot and smiled as she realized that she would be parking in the any day now parking spot before she knew it. The moment she closed and locked her car, she was met with a very familiar pair of strong hands spanning her waist. She instantly relaxed as the familiar scent filled her nostrils.

"Good afternoon gorgeous. Are you seeing anyone?"

"Yes, so I suggest you get out of here before he comes down here and gets angry that you have your arms so suggestively around his "child"."

"Hmmm, so what kind of awesomeness is this man to have you as the mother of his "children"?"

"There's no man like him."

"And don't you forget it."

Liv breath hitched as Fitz's arms enveloped her body. He had arrived about ten minutes before she had and had parked in the "newly expectant father's" section of the parking lot. The parking spots were further back than the mother's spots, but Fitz thought it was cute that the doctors office tried to make the fathers feel special as well. He also liked that the office knew that both mothers and fathers worked, and may not always be able to arrive in one car.

After placing a brief kiss on Liv's lips, the couple intertwined their fingers and made their way into the office. When they walked into the office, Fitz's mouth dropped open as he took in the layout. Just like the parking lot, there were seats designated for mothers and fathers. The fathers chairs were typical hard doctors office chairs, but the mothers chairs, were state of the art massage chairs. For the first time ever, Fitz found himself wishing he were the one carrying the babies because he could get used to this sort of pampering.

Liv sat in her chair, and allowed Fitz to handle the controls. It was her subtle way of saying that she expected a thorough fucking when they got home, without using any words. Fitz took pleasure in adjusting the controls until he saw Liv's head fall back and her eyes close. He saw her squirming in her seat, and couldn't help the stirring in his pants. If it weren't for the fact that he was about to see his children for the first time, he would have canceled the appointment and taken her home right then and there.

After about 20 minutes of waiting in the lobby, they were called back to the back. Liv frowned as she realized she had gained 2 pounds, and Fitz had to stifle a laugh because he welcomed the two pounds as they had clearly gone straight to her breasts. When they entered the room, Liv was asked to undress and change into a robe, as she wasn't quite far enough to have a normal ultrasound, hers would have to be pelvic.

No sooner than Liv had changed and Fitz had helped her back onto the table did the doctor enter the room.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Cherian, and I will have the honor of joining you on this journey up through the birth of your little one." The older woman said as she walked through the door. After and exam, blood tests and a urine sample were collected, and a pregnancy test was confirmed, they began the ultrasound.

"Are you ready to see your baby?" Dr. Cherian asked.

"Yes, show us the babies!" Fitz said excitedly.

"Please forgive him, he is convinced we are having twins." Liv said as she shot Fitz a side eye. He in turn scrunched up his face and stuck out his tongue.

The doctor told Liv there would be a little pressure but to let her know if anything was too uncomfortable. They watched as the screen turned on and darkness filled the screen. They saw as things shifted on the screen, followed by an "Ah huh" from Dr. Cherian.

"So, tell me Mr. Grant, are you sure there are two babies in here?" She asked causing Fitz's smile to falter and Liv's frown to turn into a smile.

"I... I was. I don't know. I guess my hopes were up?" Fitz responded slightly bummed. Dr. Cherian looked at the couple for a moment before responding.

"Well, Mr. & Mrs. Grant, Mr. Grant's hopes were correct to be up. Congratulations, you are having twins." Dr. Cherian said as she point to what Fitz called embryo thing 1 & thing 2 on the screen, earning him a slap on the arm from Liv.

After Fitz kissed Liv, she and Dr. Cherian watched and listened as Fitz ran from the room, telling everyone in his path that they were having twins. When he finally returned, Dr. Cherian was printing out their first ultrasound, and smiling at Liv who was shaking her head embarrassed at Fitz's antics.

As much of a high as Fitz was on, reality sank in. Two little girls with their mothers eyes, her smile, her intelligence. Two little boys, with his curls, and his smile, his eyes. Two little girls... That means boys, proms, boyfriends, dating, college, marriage, husbands, babies of their own. Before Fitz could finish his thought, the room went black.

Present

"I guess this means we can now allow our parents and the kids to work on four middle names. You know they've already started even though they have no clue what the first names will be." Fitz said as he imagined their mothers with pages and pages of baby names for boys and girls.

"Oh they'll love hearing that when we Skype them later." Liv said thinking of how excited their moms as well as their aunts and Karen would be to begin placing a middle to the given first names. There was no doubt that their fathers and Jerry would be excited too, but not as much as the women. Liv and Fitz had decided to allow the family to choose the middle names as their family was very close-knit, and they wanted them all to have a part in this pregnancy.

As the two of them lay on the lounge, watching the final traces of the sun fade away, they couldn't help but acknowledge that this was the part of marriage that they would love the most. Although their lovemaking was the hottest, most sensual experience either of them ever had, the moments where they just lay together, wrapped up in each others arms were hands down, the best.

"Wait, so we get to pick the middle names!?" Karen squealed excitedly as she watched her parents through the computer screen. The family had all come together for one huge Skype conference as they didn't want to take too much time away from the newlyweds.

Surprising everyone, Jerry was the first to respond with the first middle name. "I like Talia Simone." Jerry said sheepishly as he waited for everyone's reaction. Fitz knew Simone was the name of the little girl Jerry currently had a crush on in school, but couldn't help but love the way it flowed. From the nods of approval, the entire family felt the same way.

"Ok, Talia Simone Grant." Maya said, confirming everyone's agreeing with the name.

"I like Tamra Shivani Grant!" Karen added, not to be one upped by her brother. Liv thought back to how many times Karen's best friend Shivani had spent the night over the past few months, and knew where the name came from. However, she liked the way the name flowed and the family did as well. The kids had definitely shocked them as they were expecting names such as cocoa, orange, deep fried twinkie, or sparkle to fall from their mouths.

"Ok so Tamra Shivani Grant." Liv conceded with smiles of acceptance from the family. For the boys, the family had settled on Theodore (the significance wasn't lost on either family) Nathaniel Grant and Tyler Elijah Grant, paying tribute to Eli. With all four names settled on, the family spoke for a few more minutes before ending the call.

Liv smiled as she and Fitz finally removed their shirts and were once again skin to skin. The shirts were the only clothing she and Fitz had been wearing for the calls as the family could only see them from the chest up. Fitz knew Liv was tired, and probably sore from their extensive love making over the past week, so he had no problem simply cuddling with her and talking until they both fell asleep.

Liv awoke and frowned as she realized they had slept through dinner. It was now ten at night, and she turned to see her husband sprawled out on the king sized bed next to her. Liv forgot about her hunger for food as she took in his dreamlike state. His hair was disheveled, and he wore a grin on his face, making her wonder exactly what he was dreaming about.

"I'm dreaming about making love to beautiful, sexy wife." Fitz responded as if he could hear Liv's thoughts. Liv let out a giggle as Fitz pulled her so she was now straddling his stomach. He groaned as he could feel the proof of her arousal as she began to grind herself against him.

"Why are you dreaming when the reality is soooo much better?" Liv asked, not giving Fitz any time to respond before she lowered herself onto his already erect member.

Fitz propped himself up on his elbows and watched in awe as his wife began to work her way up and down, slowly onto his shaft. Fitz slid his hands up Liv's waist, and frowned as she grabbed his hands and pinned them over his head.

"Uhn uh. This is my time." Liv said as she began riding Fitz harder and faster. He moaned as her breasts brushed against his face, and smiled as he finally caught one of the bouncing mounds in his mouth. He sucked hard, causing Liv to cry out, and her hips to move even faster. Fitz felt her walls beginning to pulse around him and knew she was close.

"Play with you clit. I want to watch you cum all over this dick." Fitz grunted, turning Liv on even more. Since they were married, Fitz seemed to have lost his shyness for speaking dirty to her in the bedroom, and Liv had never been more aroused in her life as she was when she would hear him speak of the dirty things he planned to do to her. Liv crashed her lips to Fitz's, and bit his bottom lip gently as she pulled away and sat up straight.

Fitz watched in amazement as his wife pleasured herself while riding him relentlessly. After a few minutes of rapidly stroking her clit, Liv's body began to freeze, prompting Fitz to sit up, driving himself even deeper into her core. The scream Liv let out, went silent mid cry, and Fitz held her close as she came down from her earth shattering orgasm. When he felt her walls relax around him, Fitz stood and carried Liv over to the nearest wall. With her legs pressed up against her chest, resting firmly on his forearms, Fitz began driving into her like a man on a mission. He wasn't sure when it happened, but her legs found their way on top of his shoulders, her feet were almost crossing behind his head. Liv held onto Fitz's shoulders for balance, as he drove into her repeatedly until she came hard once again, screaming his name.

Fitz stilled for a moment to gather his footing before pulling his still erect member out of her, and lifting Liv even higher so she was now pressed against the wall, her legs dangling over his shoulders. Fitz looked at Liv and smiled as she knew he wasn't finished with her just yet. Fitz began nibbling on the inside of Liv's thigh as he inhaled her intoxicating scent. He brushed his nose along her slick folds, and smiled as she moaned in response.

"Hold on tight baby."

Their eyes locked as Fitz's hands cupped Liv's ass, as he buried his face into her core. This move was new for Liv, and she couldn't help the feelings that were washing over her. She wanted to push Fitz away, but as the same time, he wasn't close enough. With her sex elevated to be level with his mouth, Fitz wasted no time plunging his tongue deep inside of her walls. Liv whimpered at the combined feeling of his tongue ravaging her core as his nose hastily brushed over her clit, and knew she wouldn't last long. Her hands found their way into his hair as she began grinding herself against his hot mouth.

Fitz moaned as he felt her walls pulsing once again, and began squeezing her luxurious globes. Liv began riding him faster, and as she tugged hard on his hair, she screamed just before everything went black. Fitz felt her juices expelling from her body before he heard the silent scream leave her lips. He remained in his position, hungrily lapping up all her body would offer him, before laying Liv down on the bed. He flipped her over, and smiled as she assumed the position to take all of him. He waited for her to determine how she wanted it, and knew when she rested on all fours, that she wanted the ass smacking, hair grabbing, toe curling, fucking of a lifetime. Not one to disappoint, Fitz did just that until they both came hard, screaming each others names.

The two of them lay cuddled up in bed together, a sweaty pile of intertwined limbs. Liv was having trouble opening her eyes as the room would not stop spinning as she struggled to find her breath.

"Ma gahna FI I Dun Tha Ya E Do Tha Ta me" Liv said, earning a her an inquisitive look from Fitz. After a while, Liv was finally able to gather her thoughts and clarify what she had said earlier. "My goodness Fitz! I don't think you've ever done anything like that to me!"

"I wanted to try something new. Did you enjoy it?" Fitz asked, now smiling wider than the Cheshire Cat.

"My goodness yessss. We have to do that again. But, what happened at the end? I couldn't talk, think, and I think I blacked out."

Fitz turned to Liv and lifted her chin lovingly as he placed a soft kiss on her lips. He looked into her eyes and responded "Well my dear, sweet wife, I do believe I just fucked you senseless."

Liv pressed her lips against Fitz's for what was supposed to be a quick kiss, that ultimately reignited the inferno in their loins.

XxXxX

After two more rounds of lovemaking, Fitz was finally able to pry himself out of Liv's arms and make his way to the dining hall to request their dinner. It didn't take long as the food had been cooked and kept warm by the staff, but they made sure to keep the meat from becoming dry. A few moments later, Fitz returned to the room with dinner. Liv's mouth began to water as she took in the aroma of the strip steak smothered in sautéed mushrooms and onions with a side of garlic mashed potatoes and artichoke. The couple took their time and lovingly fed one another until they were both full beyond functioning.

After a while, Fitz stood and made his way into the bathroom. Liv was stumped for a moment until she heard the sounds of the tub filling up in the other room. A few minutes later, Fitz returned and scooped his naked wife up, and carried her to her bath that was awaiting. He waited until they were both settled in the tub, Fitz being positioned behind Liv before turning on the jets.

Once Liv relaxed against his chest, Fitz grabbed her body wash and loofa, and began lathering up his wife's body. He took his time and allowed his hand to glide gracefully across her neck, down to her breasts, before spending extra time on her stomach. The moans that were escaping Liv's mouth served to awaken his hunger for her once again.

Liv opened her legs wider, as Fitz made his way further down, and began washing the apex between her thighs. Liv bit her lip as she felt the deliberate pressure Fitz was adding to that particular spot. After a while, she realized he had ditched the loofa, and was now caressing between her folds with his hand. Liv's hips lurched upwards as Fitz gently inserted two fingers into her core, and began pumping at a slow pace. He smiled to himself as whimper after whimper left his wife's mouth, until he felt her body explode around his fingers.

Fitz barely had enough time to remove his fingers before Liv had turned herself around in the tub, and allowed her body to swallow his now painful erection- whole. This time Liv allowed Fitz to do all of the work as her legs were still burning from earlier. Without any words being exchanged, Fitz picked up on what Liv needed as she began leaving a trail of love bites across his neck and shoulder.

Fitz grasped Liv's sides, and began moving her slowly back and forth. As much as he wanted to pound into her in this moment, he could feel how swollen she was as her walls were gripping him almost painfully hard. He needed to go slow if he planned to outlast his wife in this moment. After a while, Fitz began thrusting upward, to match the rhythm he had set for her body as he began nibbling on her throat. His mouth sought out her breasts, and he enjoyed licking, nibbling, and sucking on his second favorite snack which was located on her body.

Liv could hear the sloshing of water as it spilled out of the tub and onto the ground, but in this moment, she didn't care. Water dries, and her wetness was the only thing she wanted Fitz tending to for the rest of the night. The two of them moved effortlessly against one another until they reached their climax as one. Once their bodies were spent, they relaxed in the tub for a little while longer before Fitz climbed out and turned the shower on, to effectively clean them both off.

Liv tried to help Fitz and pay the same attention to his body as he was hers, but Fitz wasn't having any of that in this moment. He lovingly washed and rinsed his wife off before tending to himself. Once they were both clean from head to toe, Fitz stepped out of the shower, leaving Liv under the stream of hot water until he returned with a towel to wrap her in.

Staying true to his word of her not doing a thing, Fitz carried Liv into the bedroom and laid her on the bed, before going to gather her lotion. What was meant to be a quick application, turned into a full blown sensual body massage. As Fitz tenderly massaged his wife's body inside and out, he could feel her need for him stirring once again.

"Fitz."

Fitz moaned at the way Liv said his name and wasted no time lining himself up with her core. Just as he was about to slide in, Liv stopped him.

"No, Fitz, not there." Liv breathed out, her voice dripping with sex.

"Then whe-" Fitz began but froze as Liv looked at him sheepishly over her shoulder while biting her lower lip. "Livvie, are you sure?" Fitz asked as realization set in.

With a simple nod, Liv confirmed that this was something she was ready to experience with her husband as she was willingly giving him a part of herself that no man had ever had before. She watched on nervously as Fitz sprung from the bed and gathered what he would need to "prepare" her body for this type of an encounter. He just prayed he wouldn't hurt her, and made sure to remember to take things slow as her body was finally ready to take him in. Liv bit her lip and allowed herself to experience yet another first with the love of her life. It was sensual and sexy, but definitely was not something he'd get all the time. This would be reserved only for times where he had been a really good boy. After they were both spent and cleaned up once again, the couple cuddled up under their covers, with Liv's head resting comfortably on Fitz's chest.

"Daddy, tell us a story." Liv said as she snuggled her satisfied body into her pillow and closed her eyes.

Fitz lowered his head to her stomach and began placing a trail of kisses across her abdomen, not wanting to miss showing either twin affection.

Fitz began to tell the story of the day they met from his POV. Almost an hour had gone by before he concluded with them laying in bed at that very moment, and he smiled to see that Liv had drifted off to sleep. He knew the twins were wreaking havoc on her body, so he truly didn't mind. Just like every other night, Fitz cuddled up with the love of his life, and drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face.

Mrs. Spencer had come to love the Pope-Grant clan as if they were her own. Not having a family of her own, the 63 yr old woman grew close to Liv, Fitz, and the kids, adopting them as her family. From the moment they moved into the next estate down, she and Liv would often partake in morning walks together where Mrs. Spencer would bring along her three yr old Yorkie Marshmallow.

Liv and Fitz made sure to have the elderly woman over for dinner at least three nights a week as she had didn't have anyone to look out for her. Mrs. Spencer loved baking, and found that with a little persuasion of the cookie or cake variety, Jerry often jumped at the chance to help her with simple tasks such as putting the trash out or mowing the lawn.

Mrs. Spencer wanted nothing more than to attend the Grant wedding, but due to a heart condition, was unable to fly. She had just been thinking about the couple as their wedding had made front news, above the fold of the D.C. Times.

Knowing that the entire family and friends had ventured off to Paris, and the children would be heading to Santa Barbara with their grandparents upon their return, Mrs. Spencer offered to keep an eye on their home while they were away. So imagine Mrs. Spencer's surprise when she witnessed someone leaving the Grant estate while walking Marshmallow on their 5 am stroll.

The person was empty handed, but Mrs. Spencer knew Liv or Fitz would have notified her if someone was expected to stop by. She knew Eli and Gerry as she met them when they had bought the land to build the home. This person was definitely not either one of them.

Feeling uneasy about the visitor, she immediately hid behind the bushes, and waited for the man to leave. One the coast was clear, Mrs. Spencer hurried back to her home and dialed the police.

With the police on their way, Mrs. Spencer dialed Big Gerry, and then the number Liv had left, only to be used in case of extreme emergencies. She wasn't sure for certain, but her gut was telling her this was an extreme emergency. She waited a few moments, until the sounds of heavy breathing could be heard, signaling someone had answered on the other end. Liv had told her this would happen, and she also told her what to say once she heard the breathing on the other end. Following Liv's instructions, Mrs. Spencer spoke with a shaky voice.

"Hello, Huck? This is Liv's neighbor Mrs. Spencer. I need help."

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It was six in the evening when Eli and Big Gerry arrived at Liv and Fitz's estate. When Mrs. Spencer had called them, they were just returning to Santa Barbara with the children after spending the weekend in Malibu. Not knowing the full extent of Mrs. Spencer's panic, the men assured her they'd be there as soon as the jet was prepared for takeoff.

When they arrived to their children's estate, they were surprised to find police officers and a stocky Hispanic male waiting for them in the driveway. When he introduced himself as Huck, Eli relaxed as he knew Huck served as Liv's security when she ventured out into DC without Fitz. He explained to them that although he provided security for Liv, AND his name was on the emergency contact list, the officers wouldn't let him in until they could verify the couple's whereabouts. Apparently the officers hadn't read this morning's paper just yet.

Eli nodded his understanding, showing a hint of annoyance at the officers behavior, but shrugged it off. Together, the three men went to speak to the officers. After being briefed on the situation, as well as obtaining an official police report, the three men ventured into the home to assess the damage for themselves.

To the untrained eye, it seemed as if nothing had been touched. Nothing had been stolen, and nothing was broken. It was obvious to whoever was inside that Liv and Fitz had many expensive items in the home, but they were all untouched. Eli was beginning to think that maybe the panic was due to a shadow that had been cast by a tree, there were after all many surrounding the home. Mrs. Spencer didn't have the best eye sight, and he was sure her vision may have been playing tricks on her. However, there was a police report and it suggested a disturbance in the home. That's about as far as Eli had gotten, and the officers seemed a little to uncomfortable to vocalize what said disturbance was. To be on the safe side, the men searched each room of the house.

The men followed Huck from room to room, and became alarmed when he seemed to sense things they hadn't, mainly pictures that had been touched, but not broken, but he never spoke a word.

They entered the children's rooms, which according to Huck's expressions upon entering, were untouched, as well as the nursery. Somewhat relieved, Huck made his way down the hallway to Liv and Fitz's bedroom. When he opened the door, the men froze at what they saw.

It appeared that only Liv's items had been strewn across the room, mainly her undergarments. Thongs, lingerie, and ever a few props covered the bed. The men walked further into the room and took in the appearance of the bed. It was made, but there was a body dent on Liv's side, suggesting someone had been lying there. Knowing his daughter was an overly obsessive neat freak, Eli looked down on the bed and felt sick.

"Is that-"

"Yep." Big Gerry responded clearing his throat, effectively cutting Eli off.

"Should we call them and let them know?" Eli asked as he took in the appearance of the room.

Big Gerry knew they should call them but really what could they do from the Mediterranean Sea? It was their honeymoon, and if the appearance of their room was any indication of the intruders infatuation... obsession... with Liv, she was safer where she was. They'd tell them, just not now. The couple deserved to enjoy the remainder of their honeymoon without this information striking the many emotions that would do just the opposite.

"I don't want to ruin their honeymoon. I'm sure this isn't anything we can't control so lets hold off until they return home." Big Gerry decided.

"You know Liv is going to hang you both for not telling her immediately, don't you?" Huck said, his question coming out as more of a statement than anything. The men looked at each other and knew Huck was right, but that was a risk they were willing to take.

The three men spent the next few hours trying to determine how they would go after not only finding out who the intruder was, but how he would be handled once he was caught. Huck offered to stay in the home and wait for him to return. He knew the man would return as it didn't seem like someone this obsessed could stay away. With his CIA training, Huck could stay awake up to 36 hrs, needing only 30 minutes of sleep in between, and would often wake from the sounds of the lightest of winds blowing outside. He would definitely be prepared for any and everything.

Gerry and Eli would stay at a nearby hotel, as their cars would probably scare the individual off. They wanted to offer Huck backup, but based on the crazed gleam in his eye, they knew he'd have it handled. The men went to clean up the mess since forensics had already clipped a piece of the comforter for DNA and taken all they needed from the home.

They discarded of Liv's now defiled belongings, as well as the mattress, comforter, and sheets. Eli knew his daughter and knew there was no way in hell she'd use those items ever again. He could feel his anger rising, and wanted the man who did this to be punished in the worst way possible. He had a feeling Huck would be the best for that as well.

Instead of taking the items to the curb, the men loaded the items onto the back of Big Gerry's pickup, and transported them to the dump. They would go based on the pictures they had taken and order new items for their children's room that were similar. The undergarments, and... props, would be all on Liv and Fitz to replenish as there was no way in hell, they were going that far beyond their call of duty.

Once everything was loaded up into the truck, Gerry and Eli took off for the dump, and Huck made his way towards the hidden situation room to review the video footage from the night before.

Fitz woke up and looked over at the bedside clock. It was now four in the morning, and the love of his life was still passed out beside him. Fitz moved a strand of her wild ass of curls from her face, and kissed her forehead. She smiled at the contact, but did not stir. Fitz wiggled his way from the bed and crept over to the bathroom.

Once he was finished, he walked into the sitting room area and opened his laptop. It had been five days since they began their cruise around the Mediterranean and Fitz wanted to check on the house. He tapped into the security feed and his eyebrows arched as he noticed Eli, Gerry, and... Huck in the living room. Fitz's first instinct was to call and find out what they were doing there. It wasn't like he or Liv minded the men being in the home, he just never thought they'd be in DC in this moment. Assuming Huck was there to check on the home, Fitz shrugged off his curiosity.

Fitz knew that instead of calling, he could review the security feed. One of the main reasons he chose this particular security system was that it had three settings; home, away, and vacation. Every room in the home was equipped with a hidden video camera. When the vacation setting was activated, video logs were kept of all activity through the entire home as well as the perimeter. Even when the alarm had been deactivated, footage would continue to be collected until an entirely separate code was entered. The video footage could only be viewed by one person other than Liv or Fitz; Huck. Fitz often thought of setting the vacation setting for times he and Liv were at home alone, but the fact that Huck had access, made him choose not to. Deciding the men had everything covered, Fitz closed his laptop and rejoined his wife in bed. If there was something he truly needed to know in this moment, he was sure someone would call them.