This update as well as the next few leading up to New Years are all holiday updates even with time jumps.

One year later

Liv marched into Karen's classroom, ready for a showdown with Mrs. Jensen. She had had a run in with the teacher before when Jerry was in her class, but Fitz was there and pulled her back. Liv hadn't liked the woman ever since.

"Mrs. Jensen, what can I do for you today?" Liv asked with a mixture of a smile and a scowl plastered on her face.

"Ah yes, Mrs. Grant. Please take a seat next to Karen."

"Thanks, but I think I'll stand." Liv said as she stood firm in the front of the classroom with her arms folded. She knew this trick and Mrs. Jensen would not be standing over her, trying to assert any authority.

Not today Satan.

"Now, what has my daughter done to cause you distress today?" Liv asked as she cut a glance towards a smug looking Karen.

"I'd like to talk to you about why Karen will be failing this class if she keeps going the way she is going."

"Failing!?"

Liv could see the corners of Mrs. Jensen's mouth curving upward into a smile, and she wanted nothing more than to wipe the smug look off of her face. She managed to refrain from acting on her impulse, and waited for the woman to speak.

"As you know Mrs. Grant, the children were tasked with writing a two paged paper about the Statue of Liberty." She paused for a moment, awaiting Liv's nod of acknowledgement. "Well, Karen did in fact complete her assignment. However, instead of writing her two pages on the Statue of Liberty in New York, Karen opted to write her paper on the much smaller Statue of Liberty which is on display in Paris."

Liv turned to Karen and could tell she was nervous. "Karen, what do you have to say for yourself?"

Karen stood and looked her mother in the eye while speaking, just as she had taught her. "Mom, the assignment was to write about the Statue of Liberty. It doesn't say it has to be a specific one. It also says to be creative so I chose one of the two in Paris and there are two which is fact. I wrote that it was on the Seine River which is also fact. I wrote that it is on an island called Ile des Cygne, just next to a bridge called the Pont de Grenelle, not far from the Eiffel Tower, again, fact.

" I even threw in that it faces in the direction of the much larger one in New York which is also fact. I closed my paper by saying that I chose to write about the Statue Of Liberty in Paris because I have the freedom of speech and expression and that giant statue in New York is a huge reminder of that... Fact. She can't fail me because she didn't state her instructions clearly. I did the assignment and I deserve an A. You know it, I know it, and she knows it." Karen said as she glanced over at Mrs. Jensen in disgust.

Liv nodded to Karen who quietly reclaimed her seat. Liv knew Karen and she knew there was a reason that Karen would have done something so out of character, but she would deal with that later. She had to admits that Karen was smart. A smart ass in this moment, but smart. Before she sided with her daughter, Liv needed more details. She took a deep breath before addressing Mrs. Jensen once again. "May I see this paper, as well as the directions that were given?" Liv inquired causing Karen to wish she had some popcorn and grape juice on hand.

Mrs. Jensen smiled smugly as she handed Karen's paper to Liv, as well as the directions. Liv glanced over the directions, and smiled as she felt the gladiator kicking in.

Please write a two (2) paged paper on the Statue of Liberty. Be creative, but stick to the facts.

Right or wrong was definitely a blurred line in this situation, but Karen would be walking out the door with the grade she truly deserved.

Fitz was entering the classroom and slowed down as he heard his wife speaking with the teacher.

"Mrs. Jensen, I don't see how Karen deserves an F for this paper."

"Well Mrs. Grant -"

"Did you not instruct them to write a paper on the Statue of Liberty?"

"Well Ye-"

"Did Karen not write a paper on the Statue of Liberty?"

"Ye-"

"And did you not tell them to be creative, but state facts?"

"I did bu-"

"Did Karen not flex her creativity by writing about the Statue that is on display in Paris?"

"She did"

"And are there facts presented within her paper? In fact, isn't her entire paper down to the direction in which the statue is facing, fact?"

"Yes Mrs. Grant."

"So I will say this again. Why, does my daughter have an F on a paper that is clearly an A?"

"Because that was not the assignment."

"No, that was the assignment. The fact that you never specified which statue although we all know which one it should have been, opens up the spectrum for this assignment. You cannot post vague directions to a child then punish them when they don't do things your way. I expect this grade to be changed or I will be having a very in depth discussion with Superintendent Perkins when she visits my home tomorrow evening for dinner. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a date with my family to go pick out our Christmas tree."

/x/

"Karen, I can't believe you got mom to get you an A on that paper."

"Jerry, I did the assignment. The teacher needs to be a little more thorough with the delivery of instructions. Maybe she will from here on out."

"Still, I can't believe you actually won one against Mrs. Jensen. You will go down in history for this one."

"Okay kids, that's enough talking about Karen getting off on a technicality. Karen, I expect that this won't happen again."

"Yes mom."

"So, now that that's over and done with - Jerry, you take MiMi's hand and Karen you take Yaya's. Be careful because they are still wobbly when they walk. Now go find our tree."

Liv and Fitz walked hand in hand, watching their older children aid the twins through the tree farm. It was amazing how quickly a year had flown by, and how much the twins had grown since then. Fitz beamed with pride as he watched Karen swoop a stumbling Talia (who aunt Mable dubbed Ya Ya like her mother) up in her arms and cautiously advance through the field. She had excelled in the big sister role from the moment they were born, and it was clear that this was a role she took very seriously.

As for Jerry, the more seasoned sibling of the two, he loved all three of his baby sisters, and was quick to stand up for any of them. It was the only reason Liv and Fitz felt comfortable enough leaving the twins with their parents while they celebrated their 1 year anniversary in Italy this past April.

Flashback

"Fitz, this is amazing!"

"I'm glad you like it Livvie. Nothing but the best for you, Mrs. Grant."

For their one year anniversary, Fitz had surprised Liv by setting them up in the villa located on Davanti Grado Island. It was a private island located in the lagoon of Grado – between Venice and Trieste. By boat, they were five minutes away from Grado, but they still had all of the privacy and seclusion of a private island. They were given the island as a wedding present, but that was something that Fitz had never disclosed to Liv. He wanted to set things up properly, before surprising her with this bit of information. Their one year anniversary was the perfect time.

When they arrived to the island, Liv fell in love with the eight bedroom, six bathroom villa. The living room, family room, master bedroom, and even the master bath had fireplaces in the rooms, and Liv stood in awe of the shower that seemed to be even bigger than their shower at home.

The home had an in ground pool in the back yard, and Liv had never seen a floating canopy such as the one that was locked to the side of the pool. Fitz explained to her that once they released the latch, the bed would float out to the center of the pool.

After they finished touring the beautiful home, they made their way onto their private beach, where Liv was immediately taken with the sparkling blue waters and the almost blinding white sand. As she looked down the coastline, a structure caught her eye.

The two of them walked hand in hand down the coast, and Liv gasped when they reached the structure she had seen in the distance. On the shore, there was a king size, four poster canopy bed with sheer white curtains draping over the top. About 100 feet away, there were tiki torches set up, and just beyond that, closer to the water was a sofa and lounge, with a coffee table in the center. The coffee table was set up with champagne and two glasses, and tall candles surrounded the area. It was truly the most romantic setting Liv had ever seen.

Liv turned to Fitz, and stared at him, stunned of what she was witnessing. "Fitz, what is this place?" She asked as she was slowly finding her words.

Fitz walked towards Liv and pulled her into his arms. "This place is yours, ours. I had it built for us. When Mrs. Spencer gave me the deed to the island for our wedding present, I knew I wanted to build on it and surprise you for our one year anniversary. There are many bedrooms for when we visit with all the kids and our parents. It's something this family can enjoy for many years to come.

The sound of the twins squealing, and Karen and Jerry calling their names, pulled Liv from her memory. She and Fitz had closed the distance between them and stood in front of what had to have been the biggest tree, either she or Fitz had ever seen. Just as she was about to suggest something much smaller than the 25 ft monstrosity before them, Fitz began to speak.

"This is perfect! Honey, isn't this the perfect tree?"

Not having the heart to disappoint her family, Liv simply nodded and agreed. "It's perfect."

Once the family returned home, they began to prepare the foyer, which was the only place big enough to place the tree. Luckily for them, Fitz had an outlet placed in the center of of the floor, which was covered by an ivory colored metal cap. Liv make quick work of mopping the area, why she didn't know, ad she was sure there would soon be tree sap, all over the floor. She directed the older children to get their baths, and put on their pajamas, while she made hot chocolate and snacks for them to share while decorating the tree.

Since Liv was busy in the kitchen, Fitz decided to take the twins upstairs and give them their baths so they would be ready for bed once the lights were placed. As Fitz began undressing the twins, he couldn't help but realize just how much they looked alike. Where they used to have tells when they were born, their hair was the same shade and color, and even their bright blue eyes, seemed to change to their stormy grey at exactly the same time. Once he got the twins undressed, Fitz placed Talia in her crib, and Tamra in hers, then went into the bathroom and began to run their water.

When he came out to gather the girls, Fitz frowned as he realized that Talia had climbed into Tamra's crib. Shrugging it off for thr moment, Fitz went and swooped up the girls, before discarding their diapers and placing them in the tub.

Being able to spend evenings with all four of his children was something that Fitz would never take for granted ever again. Since he had gone back to work after the twins were born, Fitz always made sure he was home in time to give the twins their baths, and Tuck Karen and Jerry in.

Fitz smiled at the twins who were laughing and splashing about in the tub. That is until Talia splashed water that got into Tamra's face and she began to cry. Or was it Tamra who splashed water in Talia's face... Shit... Which twin was it? Fitz felt the panic begin to rise as he realized he once again couldn't tell one twin from the other. He had always relied on Talia being dressed in Lavender, while Tamra was always dressed in pink. Since the twins were only wearing diapers when he pulled them out of the same crib, he had no idea of being able to tell them apart. Fitz began racking his brain for clues of how to tell the two apart.

"Ok, Talia doesn't like getting her hair washed. I'll go with that." Fitz muttered to himself as he began to wash the first twins hair. Like clockwork the first twin began to cry. Fitz was sure he had everything figured out until he began to wash the second twins hair and she began to cry as well.

SHITFUCK...

Fitz had to think of something and fast. There was no way that he could tell Liv that after a year, he still couldn't tell the twins apart. He'd ask Karen or Jerry, but they would definitely hold it against him, and he already felt bad enough as it was. Did they seriously have to be so identical!?

He already knew that both twins would look up when you called one of their names so that would work. He quickly finished washing the twins and scooped them out of the tub, and wrapped them both in their towels.

When Fitz entered the nursery, he placed both twins in the same crib, and began to lotion and diaper them both. He pulled out a pink and then a lavender onsie and sleepers, and prayed he got this right. He stood there for a moment and looked into their eyes. It was then that he knew. With a newfound assurance, and a promise of never doing this again, Fitz quickly dressed the twins, and made it downstairs to join the family, just as Liv was entering the foyer with a tray of hot chocolate and gingerbread men for them all to share.

XxXxXxX

"Dad you have to get a picture of this!" Karen squealed as they all looked over the the twins who were both laughing and squealing in delight.

Fitz was working on the arduous task of untangling the lights, as he failed to listen to Liv who suggested they use old paper towel rolls and wrap the lights around them last year. He had plugged in the light, and apparently the twins took this as their cue to do what their daddy was doing. This resulted in the twins being completely entangled in the lights, but to them they had succeeded in doing something other than making their mother gasp in horror.

Since the lights were nowhere near the twins' necks, Liv allowed Jerry to snap a quick picture of the twins, before she began to untangle the girls from the strings of lights. Neither twin seemed to appreciate Liv removing them from the lights, and they both made their displeasure known.

"Here girls, play with your elves." Liv said as she sat each girl on the floor and handed them their Elf on a Shelf dolls.

With the twins occupies, Liv and Fitz had managed to get the lights on the tree so Karen and Jerry could begin applying the shatter proof Christmas bulbs.

When Fitz went to grab the box, his eye brows arched as he realized the box was much heavier than he remembered it being a few moments ago. When he lifted the flaps, he understood why. Talia and Tamra had managed to climb their way into the box, and were having the time of their lives in their Christmas bulb-ball pit.

"Come on you two. Let's find something you can do." Fitz said as he picked the girls up and placed them into their walkers.

Liv and Fitz helped the older two decorate the tree, but they made sure they left room in the front of the tree for all four of the children's baby ornaments. Karen placed hers on first. It was a teddy bear ballerina that said baby's first Christmas. Jerry went next, his being a teddy bear baseball player, with Baby's first Christmas displayed on the bear's bat. Although this was the twins' second Christmas, Liv was excited as this would be their first fun Christmas. She picked up Talia, while Fitz picked up Tamra and walked them over to the tree.

Liv decided that she didn't want to go the generic route with the twins first Christmas ornaments. Last year while venturing thru the Things Remembered website, Liv found two silver pacifier ornaments. She immediately ordered them and had the twins' names and birthday's engraved. The "overnight shipping ended up being three days with the holiday rush, but she still managed to get them in time for them to decorate the tree.

Liv placed Talia's ornament in her hand, and had no problems helping her place her ornament on the tree. Tamra on the other hand, fought Fitz every step of the way as he tried to get her to place hers. After a few minutes of crying which was halted by Talia babbling something, Tamra finally placed her ornament on the tree with Fitz's help.

XxXxX

The children were finally asleep, and Liv and Fitz were curled up in their bed. This was one of the moments they cherished most. There was no greater feeling in the world, than winding down from a long day, in the love of your life's arms. Liv's head was resting on Fitz's chest, while he rubbed soothing circles into her side.

"You know, you were so sexy today when you shut Karen's teacher down. I love watching you spawn into Mama Bear mode."

"Well, Karen isn't off the hook yet. She knew what the assignment was supposed to be and she's lucky the loophole was big enough for you to walk through it. I still have to talk to her in the morning. I have a feeling this had something to do with Jerry."

"You're right, but even so, I have never been more turned on in my life."

"Mmmm. I'll have to keep that in mind."

"So when is everyone arriving for the Christmas party this weekend?"

"Our parents and aunts will be flying in tomorrow. They should be here around noon. Mrs. Spencer will stop by around five Saturday, and the Wagner's will meet us there."

"Sounds good. How are you feeling?" Fitz asked as he placed a kiss on the top of his wife's head.

"I'm feeling okay I suppose. The fact that we are merging our company Christmas parties have made planning so much easier. Tonight was so much fun."

"It was. I can't believe our babies are growing up so quickly."

"I know. It seems like just yesterday Karen was this 7 year old toothless girl, and Jerry was this shy 9 year old boy and the twins..."

"Livvie, maybe we should think about trying for another one."

Liv sat up and looked at Fitz questioningly. Being an only child made the both of them crave a big family, but the twins were barely a year old, and they were definitely a handful. There was no way their minds or her body was ready to tackle pregnancy all over again.

"I'll tell you what. Why don't we give my body a little more time to recover from the twins, and then we'll talk about working on another one. Until then, we can have all the fun we want." Liv climbed on top of Fitz and straddled his waist. She wasn't shocked to find a very prominent erection poking her between her thighs. She smiled as she noticed Fitz's tie on the night stand, and decided to have a little fun.

"Liv, what are you doing?" Fitz asked as he felt something wrap around his wrists.

"Just having a little fun with my husband. Do you want me to stop?" She asked as she drew her bottom lip into her mouth. Fitz shook his head no, and obediently allowed his wife to finish tying him up.

Liv removed Fitz's Navy tee that was covering her body, and watched as Fitz licked his lips hungrily. Fitz felt his mouth go dry as she straddled him wearing only a black laced bra and matching thong.

"See something you like?" Liv asked as she began grinding her hips into his and allowed her hands to roam her body. She stopped at her breasts and threw her head back , and released a loud moan as she pinched her nipples between her fingers. Fitz nodded violently as he began tugging on his restraints even harder.

"Please Livvie, I need to touch you."

"In time." She responded as positioned herself onto all fours, and climbed between his legs.

Liv stopped at Fitz's thighs and carefully studied her husband's face. She looked into his eyes as she ran her tongue up the inside of his thigh, and down the other. A smile crept up on her face as she heard Fitz take in a sharp breath, anticipating what she would do next. Liv placed her hands on each of his thighs and raked them across the tender flesh. The fact that she was able to make her husband respond to her in this way had the fabric between her thighs, soaked with her essence. She knew she couldn't hold out much longer. She needed him just as bad, if not more than he needed her.

"Now, what should I do to you?" Liv asked as she took Fitz's almost painful erection and began stroking it slowly. She looked and saw Fitz's eyes close tightly as she stroked his length.

"Eyes open, Mr. Grant. I want to see you." Fitz fought for a moment, but managed to open his eyes. When their eyes locked, Liv felt the moisture pooling between her thighs once again.

With eyes locked, Liv lowered her head and delivered one long lick from base to tip, trailing the throbbing vein along the way. She knew she would pay for this slow torture. That thought alone made her even wetter in the moment. Liv's tongue swirled around the tip of his engorged member before sucking gently on the tip, earning her a pleasurable moan from Fitz. He could tell the moment she said Mr. Grant, that she was almost ready to let him take control. He would make her pay for this torture she was inflicting on his body.

"Livvie, please! I will do whatever you say... Please just let me... Mmm" Fitz lost all train of thought as Liv took him as far as she could into her mouth. What her mouth couldn't capture, she made up for it with her hand. She began stroking the bottom of his shaft, while her head bobbed up and down, creating a vacuum over the top. Liv knew he wouldn't last long this first round as she had made him wait an excruciating amount of time. The thought of tasting his essence as it shot down the back of her throat, turned her on even more.

Fitz threw his head back and although he wanted nothing more than to tangle his fingers into her hair, he was just thankful she was touching him in some way. Liv couldn't help but clench her thighs tightly as Fitz's grunts and pants grew louder. He could feel the familiar tightening, and based on the way she was massaging his sac, he knew she could feel it too.

"Livvie..." Fitz whined as he felt himself coming close. Liv smiled and paused for a moment, causing Fitz to breathe a sigh of relief. The sigh quickly turned into a gasp as Liv took him in her mouth once again, and began sucking his length harder and faster than before. Fitz stared in awe of his wife who was pleasuring him in a way no other woman ever had or could. He was definitely a lucky man, but he wanted to be able to touch her. The more he pulled on the tie around his wrists, the tighter it became.

Liv continued sucking him hard and fast, refusing to stop when she felt his hot seed spilling down the back of her throat. She continued her movements, licking and sucking him clean until his breathing returned to normal. With an audible pop she released him, and smiled as she took in his sated state.

Fitz was about to ask to be released once again, when he felt her undoing the tie she had tied around his wrists. She knew the moment she freed him from his restraint he was going to fuck her senseless, so Liv took her time, running her nails up and down his chest, relishing in her final moments of control.

Fitz felt his frustration rising as Liv continued to torture him. She was definitely going to pay. "You know, Livvie, you are going to pay for this."

Liv lowered her mouth just barely over Fitz's and smiled. "Prove it." she moaned before running her tongue across his lips.

Liv laid on her back as he kneeled between her thighs, both taking the other in. Fitz lowered his head and captured her mouth fully with his. Her hands roamed through his hair, and his tongue sought entry into her mouth. He licked her lips softly as he ground his hips into hers. She gasped, giving him the opportunity to seek out her tongue.

The kiss was slow, deliberate. Each stroke of their tongues speaking to how much they truly love one another. Fitz began the descent down her body, pulling her taught nipple into his mouth through the lace of her bra. She moaned as he bit down gently on the nipple, before doing the same with the other.

He continued the path, soaking the skimpy fabric that covered the valley in between with open mouthed kisses. Liv moaned when Fitz's tongue trailed down her body, leaving a blaze of heat down her flat stomach. She whimpered as he skipped over her core and began placing kisses up her thigh. He bit down gently, hoping to have left a mark. She was his. He repeated the same pattern with her other leg, but bit and sucked on this thigh harder. He knew by the moans escaping her lips that he had definitely left a mark.

He finally reached his destination, and moaned as he inhaled her feminine scent. He looked up at her and grinned as he watched her face contort in pleasure when he ran his finger along her lower lips, relishing in how wet she was for him already. He ripped her thong off of her body, and before she could yell at him, Fitz lowered his head and delivered one long lick from her center to her clit.

She threw her head back onto the pillows causing her hair to fan out around her. Fitz took his time tasting and exploring her body. He drew lazy patterns on her nub as he gently slid his middle finger into her core.

"Fitz..." She gasped, unable to stand the teasing any longer. He owned her and he knew it. The way he made her feel, let her know she would always be his. It was in fact a punishment in itself, but it was a fate that she welcomed with open arms.

Fitz drew her sensitive nub into his mouth as he inserted a second finger into her core. He began pumping in and out of her at rapid pace, causing her to violently thrash about on the bed.

She tried to get away, the pleasure was too much. Fitz withdrew his fingers and hooked his arms around her legs, locking her into place. He dove in once again, his mouth moving feverishly against her clit.

This was his forever. A lifetime of making love to her, showering her with his love and attention, raising their children together. This was what he always wanted, and the fact that this is his reality was something Fitz still had trouble grasping at times.

Liv's head became cloudy as she felt herself coming close to the edge. This was her reality. A lifetime of making love in the morning, and kissing each other passionately as they returned home from work. A houseful of children and maybe one day a dog. After years of longing for this man, she was his, and would be his for the rest of their lives.

"Livvie I love you." Fitz said breathlessly as he came up for air. She couldn't hold back the tears as Fitz lowered his head once again and drew her sensitive nub into his mouth. Her back arched and her body stiffened, as her orgasm crashed through her.

"Fitz, I need you." Liv said, her voice trembling with need.

Liv was a little confused when Fitz stood to his feet and helped Liv of the bed. He lifted her up and she soon felt her back making contact with the wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist s her hands found comfort in the curls at the nape of his neck. With his hands on her waist, Fitz lowered Liv onto his throbbing erection, causing them both to cry out at the contact.

"Fuck! Liv you're so wet... So tight... God I fucking love you so much!" Fitz growled against her ear.

"Shut up and fuck me!" Liv demanded as her mouth claimed Fitz's once again.

Fitz began pounding into Liv hard as he hooked his arms under her knees. He brought her knees up to her chest, and began thrusting so deep, Liv swore she could feel him in her stomach. Fitz broke the kiss and slowed his movements as he looked Liv in the eyes. She smiled as she sensed what made him stop.

"No Fitz, you're not hurting me."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

That was all Fitz needed to hear as he continued his deep animalistic thrusts, pounding into Liv harder than he ever had before. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his head down to her rapidly bouncing breasts. Fitz didn't hesitate to drawn her brown bud into his mouth, sucking hard until she felt him beginning to contract around him. Fitz repeated the process with the other breast as his thumb sought out her clit. Liv's pants and moans quickly turned to screams. Once they became whimpers, Fitz knew she was close yet again.

"I want you to say it as you come Livvie. Scream it for me baby."

As if on cue, Liv's body began to tremble then tense up completely. "Fitz! I'm coming! Fuck baby I-I... Aaaah!" Liv screamed, as she came harder than she had all day. She realized she had to have blacked out because the next thing she knew, Fitz had laid her down on the bed. How this man was still going was beyond her, but you'd never hear her complaining.

Fitz climbed his way up Liv's body, and drew her bottom lip into his mouth. He sucked on it hard , and without warning, plunged into the soft depths of her silken walls once again. Liv cried out at the union, and Fitz stilled to give her a moment to readjust to his size. The moment did wonders to boost his ego. He still had it.

"Fitz baby, I need you to move. Something, anything... Fuck!"

Fitz began pounding into Liv, his eyes never leaving hers. In that moment, Fitz didn't care if she screamed, he was silently praying she would. Their room was soundproof, so it wasn't like they'd wake the kids. Fitz mouth latched on to Liv's neck and he began sucking on the spot so hard he was sure he'd left a mark.

Fitz climbed up her body and flipped her over. He positioned two pillows under her, and intertwined his fingers with hers as he entered her slowly. He whispered in her ear how his love for her would never fade. She was and would always be the most important person in his life.

The room was spinning and her head was cloudy from how deep Fitz was in the moment. She felt him extend her arms above her head, and their fingers intertwined as Fitz glided against her body, bringing her the utmost pleasure.

Liv tried to move her body in time with Fitz's, but the way he had her stretched out on the bed, prevented her from moving. She knew Fitz needed to dominate this moment. He needed to take control as every thrust was a promise of the life of fulfillment that was to come.

Fitz felt Liv's walls begin to spasm, and he picked up his pace just enough to drive her over a cliff, without following closely behind. He reached between Liv's thighs, and began rubbing circles on her clit as his thrusts came to a halt. Soon Liv was screaming out his name as she fell over a cliff the second and third times that evening.

"I'm not finished with you yet, Mrs. Grant." Fitz said as he flipped Liv's body over so she was laying on her side. He spooned behind Liv, and brought her knee up to her chest as he entered her again from behind.

Their bodies glistened with sweat as they met each other thrust foe thrust until they both felt their orgasm approaching. Fitz's fingers intertwined with Liv's once again massaging her breasts as Fitz shifted one final time so Liv was on top of him.

Fitz sat up and extended Liv's legs on top of his as he moved her hips to bring them both to climax. He thrust his hips upwards and Liv came hard, screaming his name, as Fitz spilled his seed, deep inside of her walls.

Fitz got up and cleaned himself up before returning to the bed and cleaning Liv up. It was amazing how much she had grown with Fitz over the past three years. Before she would have never allowed a man this level of intimacy, but with Fitz, it was natural. After they cleaned up, Fitz climbed into bed and spooned behind Liv. Their fingers were locked together over Liv's waist.

"Fitz, I love you so much."

"I love you too baby."

"Good night Fitzty."

"Good night Wibby."

They closed their eyes and drifted off to sleep, both thankful they had the other in their lives.