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"This is Olivia Pope." She answered the phone while standing at her work desk, picking up the call that Quinn had just transferred.

"Miss Olivia Pope. I love how professional you sound when you answer the phone."

She immediately smiled, recognizing the voice on the other end. His rich, deep tone could quickly be felt down to her core. How did his voice alone ignite a feeling within her, she wondered. She smiled and sat slowly in her chair, crossing her limbs to try and diffuse any sensation in between her legs.

"Well, hello Doctor Grant," her seductive tone was evident.

"Mmmm hmmm...so you're feeling the same way I'm feeling right now."

"And how is that?"

"Well, quite frankly, I've been thinking about you a lot for the past day or so, and I've noticed most of those thoughts involve you, naked, underneath me."

Olivia was used to Fitz's alter ego when it came to intimate time between them but his blunt choice of words over the phone took her by surprise.

"Wow, Fitz. You're really..."

"Horny? If that's the word you were looking for then yes, I'm really horny. Really, really, really horny."

She laughed at his direct comment.

"Good thing you get here tonight . So within a few short hours I'm sure there are a few things I can do to help you with that." She licked her top tip slowly, ending her tongues journey with a bite to her lower lip. She couldn't wait to see him later.

"Hmmm...well, that's actually why I'm calling."

"Please tell me that you're surprising me and you're already naked in my apartment."

He laughed into the phone.

"Uhhh not exactly. I wish. Actually, I have some not so good news. There's a crazy storm here on the west coast and my flight keeps getting bumped. So I'm not exactly sure when my flight will land in DC. But it's looking like tonight is definitely not in the cards."

Olivia slowly uncrossed her legs and sat up straight at her desk. She didnt want to be the nagging girlfriend but she honestly missed Fitz. She couldn't wait to be wrapped in his arms, closely feeling his breaths and listening to his heartbeat next to hers. It had only been two weeks but it felt like a lifetime.

"Okay," she tried to sound as understanding as possible. "You'll get here when you get here. One more day won't kill me...maybe. Actually it just might," her dry joke put a smile on Fitz's face even though he was dying to see her too.

"I miss you too baby. Ill get there as soon as I can. I promise. I'm sitting in my office with my luggage here, just waiting for the go ahead for my flight. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you I promise."

"It's not your fault Fitz. Don't be sorry. I'll see you whenever you get here. It's Friday night, so I'll just go to a danceclub and find some guys to distract me since you're not here." She twirled her fingers in her hair and smiled.

"Hey, go for it. But, I doubt there's anyone that can dance like me. You know the Grants are born dancers."

"Yeah, right." She chuckled.

"Listen, I'll let you finish up at the office. Text me when you're home so I know you got in okay. I'll keep you posted about my flight."

"Okay babe. Please be safe. And let me know when you've landed. I love you."

"Love you too, Liv. Talk to you later."

As the phone line went silent Olivia sat at her desk for a minute looking at the background picture on her phone that they had taken on their ski trip. She was standing next to Fitz while on top of a mountain, both in dark ski gear, sunglasses and bright smiles for the camera while holding one another. Her brown skin glowed against the snowy background and blue skies. He looked tall and handsome, his face red from the cold. She smiled at the picture, loving the fact that they were in a good place right now as a couple.

As she finished up work she headed home and took a long bath while drinking her favorite wine. She had planned on doing this with Fitz but since he wasn't able to join her she figured she'd take advantage of the down time. The house was already clean so not much needed to be done except wait. She kept herself busy by reading a new book throughout the night. Before she knew it, she was in her bed falling asleep with her phone in her hand, waiting for a phone call from her favorite guy.

It was pitch black in the room and the air was still. All that could be heard was the faint noise of the nearby highway. Olivia was under the covers enjoying a peaceful sleep when she was awoken by a loud noise.

"Ouch!" She heard from the front of the apartment.

Olivia was immediately alarmed, reaching under the side of her bed where she kept a wooden baseball bat. As she leaned over to swiftly pick it up, her bedroom door swung open and the light flashed on.

"Olivia?"

Her eyes were adjusting to the sudden change from dark to light. She was squinting and trying to become fully alert after being waken so suddenly.

"Liv?"

"Fitz?"

"Babe, why are you holding a baseball bat?"

Her eyebrows were narrowed and she was squinting. Was this a dream?

"What time is it?" Her voice still scratchy from her slumber. She cleared her throat.

"It's 4:30 am." He remained standing in her bedroom doorway.

She was still trying to assure herself that she wasn't second she realized she wasn't dreaming she dropped the bat onto the ground and flopped her head back into her pillows. She began rubbing her eyes. "Fitz, I told you to call when you landed. You almost just got a baseball bat to the head."

He laughed quietly, acknowledging that it was late and she was still in bed. He started walking over to her bed, slowly taking off his work shirt and undoing his belt.

"Can I join you? I gotta admit I haven't showered since this morning, but if I stand for one more minute I might collapse."

Liv rolled on her side and pulled the covers down for him.

"Please do," she said in a sleepy voice.

He stood beside her bed finishing taking off his clothes until he was down to his briefs. He turned off the lights and slowly slid in under the covers. Their bodies pulled together immediately like two magnets.

"Mmmm..."

"I know what you mean." He moved as close as he could to Olivia's side of the bed and put one arm under her, the other over around her waist as she faced him.

"Hi." She kissed his lips once, then his jaw, then his neck.

"Mmmmm. Hi." He began slowly rubbing her small body all over lightly kissing any part he could reach with his lips.

"I missed you so much Fitz." She spoke into his neck after giving him quick butterfly kisses.

"I missed you more," he whispered back kissing her head.

She lay wrapped up in his arms, smelling his cologne on his neck, listening to his heartbeat. She felt like after two weeks she was alive again.

"Fitz, not that it's a bad thing. But what's this about?" She reached to his face with her small hand and lightly scratched his jaw line. Even though the room was relatively dark she could tell he hadn't shaven in some time.

"Sorry. I've been stuck in the office all week with paperwork and then with the flight problems tonight...I haven't had much time or energy to shave. As soon as I get up tomorrow I'll clean up and get rid of it." He brought his hand up to rub the thick stubble on his chin.

"I think I kinda like it," she responded by rubbing her thumb on the side of his cheek.

"Yeah? Maybe I won't shave it right away then," she could see him smiling from the sliver of moonlight in her window.

"You're handsome either way." She kissed his lips sweetly.

He closed his eyes loving that he was right where he wanted to be. He was home. They dozed off quickly, both exhausted from their busy week, but feeling perfectly content now that they were together.

Fitz woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast foods and the sound of Olivia's iPod playing loudly through her Bose speaker. He looked at his watch and realized he'd slept for 8 hours straight. That was unheard of in his day to day life, but being with her always changed his sleeping patterns-for the better.

"Hey sleepy head," she turned her head and smiled at him as he slowly walked into the kitchen. His eyes were still winced shut and his hair looked like a mess of thick curly brown locks. He made his way over to her as she was pouring batter into the waffle maker. He stood directly behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pressed his entire body into her, engulfing her as much as possible.

"You weren't in bed when I woke up. I thought you left me," he said sleepily as he talked into her hair.

She continued setting up the waffle maker and laughed lightly.

"You looked so peaceful when I woke up, I figured I would get some breakfast going so you could eat whenever you were ready." She closed the waffle maker, wiped her hands and turned around to face him. Her hands rested on the middle of his back.

"Good morning mountain man," her lips reached his for a quick kiss.

"Mountain man?" He raised an eyebrow and gave a thin smile.

"Yeah, between your crazy bed hair and your stubble you look like you belong in the mountains." One of her hands made its way to his chin as she rubbed his rough face. She loved that his facial hair had a little more red in it than the hair on his head. He leaned his mouth to kiss her finger tips. His head lowered to her neck and he kissed her sweetly in the spot he knew drove her wild. A light moan was caught in her throat as his rough face grazed the spots he had softly kissed.

"You really like that huh?" He said speaking into her neck in between kisses. Her fingers were now playing with his messy hair.

"Mmmm, yeah." Her eyes were mostly closed as she enjoyed him exploring her sensitive area.

"Why don't you pause this breakfast business and I'll rub my mountain man face wherever you want." He was now slowly licking and nipping her neck and deeply squeezing one of her ass cheeks. She could feel her legs getting weaker by the second.

"Wait." She flashed her eyes open and composed herself. Her fingers that were rubbing his hair pulled his head up so she could look into his eyes. He still looked half asleep but he had a glimmer in his eye that showed he was ready to wake up.

"Fitz, why don't we have breakfast first," he narrowed his eyebrows at this suggestion.

"Just listen to me. Breakfast first. Then, we can have all the mountain man fun in the world. Hours if you want. You know if we start having sex now we won't have enough energy to eat until dinner. And I don't know about you but I'm starving" She was trying to convince herself of the plan just as much as she was trying to convince him.

Fitz knew that what she was saying made sense.

"Well, first of all, I wanted to make love to you, then have sex, and then make love to you again. That might not take all day, just a few hours."

"I love how you differentiate making love and having sex," she said while laughing and moving her hands from his face back around his waist.

"There's a difference," he replied while making strong eye contact with her big brown eyes. His right hand that was rubbing her stomach was now going below her waistline under her panties. She leaned back a little to give him some room, her breathing becoming slowed and heavy.

"And what's that, Doctor Grant?"

"Mmmm, Doctor Grant, huh? Well," his fingers were heading lower as he slowly started rubbing her bundle of watched her begin to squirm loving that he could torture her so sweetly. A devious smile covered his face as he licked his lips and began to explain with his low voice in a steady tone.

"When we make love, it's slow...deep...hard. And when we have sex...well you know how dirty it gets baby." His pointer and middle finger were beginning their full entrance into her. Olivia gasped for air.

"Somebody feels pretty wet considering they wanna do breakfast first."

His fingers slowly slid in and out of her as they were wrapped tightly by her. Olivia's head rolled back as Fitz held her waist in place with one hand and fingered her perfectly with the other. She felt like his fingers were making love to her. Then, without warning, he pulled them out, and let go of her waist. He took his hand to his mouth and licked both fingers, wiping his wet hand with a paper towel. Olivia pulled her head forward still in a daze, breathing staggered.

"But, you already said you'd rather have breakfast before sex." He slapped the side of her thigh and walked over to the coffee maker. "Don't burn my waffle baby." He laughed while he walked away.

Liv stood against the counter looking at him and composing herself. She couldn't help but let out an airy laugh and smile at him, throwing a balled up piece of aluminum foil at his back. She turned around to take the waffle out and make the next one.

"You don't play fair Grant." He sat on a stool nearby and watched her as he drank his black coffee. He snickered to himself.

"I don't play fair? You're standing in the kitchen, making me food from scratch. You got Chaka Khan blasting on the stereo with lyrics like "tell me something good", and you look sexy as hell. I think you don't play fair." He took a drink from his mug, but when Olivia looked at him she could see him raising his eyebrows in a quick, playful manner at her.

"Breakfast first." She said sternly as she turned around to look at him.

"Breakfast first," he replied. He brought his hand to to his mouth and lightly slid his tongue over the fingers he had just used on her. She shook her head and laughed at him.

They ate at the table together and talked about everything under the sun. As Fitz finished up his meal he stretched his arms and yawned.

"Babe, breakfast was amazing."

"Yeah? I'm glad you liked it. Nothin like a home cooked meal." She stood up to get his empty plate from him.

"Hey, leave that alone. Come sit with me." He grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her down in his lap, tickling her stomach and sides.

"Fitz!" She screamed into laughter. "Fitz! Stop! I just ate! Don't tickle me!" She kept laughing and wailing her petite body around on his lap. "Please!"

Immediately he stopped and squeezed her close to him so he could nuzzle her. He gave her numerous deep slow kisses on her neck. She was still sitting sideways on his lap, one hand on his arm the other tugging the back of his hair.

"Fitz," she said in a low whisper, her chest raising and lowering deeply. "Should we take this to the bedroom?" It used every ounce of strength to form a sentence when his mouth and body felt so good. Really she didnt care where they were in her house, as long as he kept kissing her and rubbing his rough chin on her.

He trailed kisses from her neck, up to her jaw ending on her plump lips. He nipped her a little sucking on her bottom lip. He bit it lightly and pulled away while still sucking it, not letting her pout go until it couldn't stretch any further. He pulled back to look her in her eyes. They stared at one another for a few seconds, admiring one another's features.

"I think we should do this right here," he said not breaking eye contact.

"Yeah?"

"Oh yeah. Definitely."

Olivia got up from his lap and stood right in front of his chair. He watched her, scooting the wooden seat back to give her room to stand in front of him. She bent over facing him, and put both her hands on the elastic waist of his briefs pulling them off him slowly. He lifted his hips up off the chair to help her slide them down for him. As she held his underwear in her hands she threw them clear across the kitchen. Fitz was so turned on and his erection proved it. Next Olivia began undressing in front of him.

Fitz reached forward to pull her towards him.

"Uh-uh," she swayed her finger in front of him to let him know she was off limits for the moment. She nodded her head up quickly and stared at his hardened member.

"I'm going to take my clothes off. You just make sure Fitzgerald the Fourth is ready by the time I am."

He smirked at her and began touching himself.

"Mmmm yeah. Do that. Keep it hard. That's hot."

His hand was moving slowly up and down while firmly gripping his shaft. He was already hard just thinking about Olivia but he loved watching her take off her clothes. As Fitz was stroking slowly for her he appeared to be in a daze. His eyes were glazed as he watched his beautiful woman undress for him. Before he knew it she was completely naked and sitting on the edge of the table. She spread her legs wide and touched herself for him to see where she wanted him.

"Baby, I want to feel you. Lick me, please." Her voice sounded weak and small as she pleaded for him to give her pleasure. He stood up to move the chair as close as possible to the table. Scooting it to the edge, he lifted both her legs on his shoulders while looking up at her.

"I'm gonna lick you," he kissed her left inner thigh sweetly.

"And then you're gonna come for me," he kissed her right inner thigh.

"And then I'm gonna fuck you so good." He looked at her with a devilish grin.

"Please do," she licked her upper lip and winked at him.

As soon as she did that he put his face in between her legs and licked slowly up her slit with his tongue. He continued that motion numerous times, going in slightly deeper each time. His arms wrapped up under her thighs and he pulled her body closely to his face. Olivia's hands were flat against the table as she watched him eat her. Her full lips were open as she breathed heavily. She threw her head back as she felt herself being worshipped by his mouth.

"God Fitz." She began raising her hips slightly off the table with every lick from his tongue.

"Grind it on my face," he spoke firmly into her center, his licks still long and deep.

Olivia was speechless but her mind was going crazy. He felt so damn good, she thought. And she was even more thankful for the week old scruff on his face. It gave just the right amount of pleasure and pain. As she was licking her lips in pleasure Fitz changed the rhythm of his mouth. He kissed her moist center softly and began his assault on her sensitive bundle of nerves. Biting, licking, and flicking.

"Fuck! Fitz, baby," she snapped forward and up in a quick motion to watch him and scratch the top if his hair lightly. That only encouraged him. She could tell he was determined to make her come soon. His mouth was now doing all sorts of patterns and combinations trying to unlock her orgasm. He held onto her thighs even tighter as he fucked her with his tongue. The pleasure was too much to handle, and Liv gave into his determination to bring her to climax. She came hard, but when she threw her head back in ecstasy no sound escaped her body. An intense convulsion, but no sound. That's how Fitz knew he had done well. He gave her one last long lick that trailed all the way up until he was standing in between her legs and licking her earlobe. He began whispering in her ear as he held her face just below her jaw, firmly holding her chin with his large hand.

"I think you just came in my mouth, dirty girl." He talked in a low deep growl.

She reached for his erect member and grabbed it pulling him into her. She slowly pulled her face away so she was mere inches from his but staring into his intense grey eyes.

"Sorry," she said with a smile raising her eyebrows.

"I'm not complaining," he replied with a smirk.

She raised her hips again, but this time it was for easy entry of his long hard member.

"Fuck. Liv. Damn you're so tight baby."

Her eyes began to slowly roll as she went to close them.

"Baby, I want to watch you. Open your eyes. Let me watch you while I come."

He felt entirely engulfed by her tight, wet opening. She felt so damn good, he thought to himself. He held her securely behind her back, wrapping one arm around her. His other arm was braced as support for the both of them as his palm was flat on the table. He began rocking into her and she forced herself to keep her eyes as open as possible to stare into his. He looked so intense, angry almost, as he rocked into her over, and over, and over again.

"Fitz, I'm gonna come again. I'm so close," she wimpered.

"Me too baby. You're gonna make me come Liv." He put both his hands on her hips to stop his movements and just stared at her. He was still inside her but had a serious look on his face. Olivia put both her hands on his face,slowly scratching his rough cheeks. She looked at him and asked if he was okay through her eyes.

"You're beautiful," He said seriously.

"Fitz," she was still confused but knew he wasn't finished due to his hardness inside her.

"Come for me, Livvie." As soon as he made that statement he gave her a deep and deliberate thrust. He never slid out. He stared into her eyes and pumped into her again. Then again. And again. Each time it felt as though he reached deeper into her soul. His intense gaze alone was bringing her to the edge. All she could do was hold on as he forced their bodies together. She couldn't take any more. She felt herself tighten around him and before long an electric shock was sent throughout her entire body. Her head jolted forward as she grabbed onto him closer riding the wave of ecstasy that was being sent through her body. She screamed his name into his shoulder as her teeth grazed his skin. That was all it took for Fitz as she felt warm liquid being released from him. They remained in that position for a minute, neither one of them wanting to disconnect their bodies. Finally he slowly slid out, kissing her forehead.

"I love you Olivia. I love you so much." He held her closely to his chest still panting.

"I love you too. God. I'm exhausted Fitz," she said, still trying to regulate her breath as she rested against him.

"Let's go take a shower."

"Ha! No way Jose. I know what that means. I literally have no energy for more right now."

He picked her chin up with one hand and kissed her lips.

"Okay, well I'm gonna go take a shower. You can stay here and compose yourself. But the offer still stands if you feel like joining me." He walked away and Liv watched and admired his body as his firm ass disappeared down the hallway.

She laid her warm back against the cold surface of the table. Her body felt limp.

"This man is gonna be the death if me," she said under her breath. She couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of how hot they were for each other.

Later that day they were both relaxing on her couch using their iPads while they watched the news. More like listened to the news since both of them were focused on their idividual tablet screen.

Liv was tapping away as Fitz played around on his with one side of his headphones in. Every so often he would let out a laugh.

"What exactly are you doing Fitz?"

He looked up, not realizing that his laughs had been audible.

"Oh, just...random stuff."

"Because that doesn't sound suspect," Olivia says sarcastically. She grabbed his iPad from him in one quick movement. As she looked at his screen her eyebrows narrowed.

"YouTube Fitz? Really? Are you 13?"

"Hey, there's some funny stuff on there," he said sounding playfully defensive.

"Here, I'll show you some educational information that's less likely to kill your brain cells." She exited out of the app and opened the Internet. Just as she was about to type in CNN she noticed the current screen had multiple pictures of engagement rings.

"Hey!" Fitz immediately snatched his iPad back from her as she looked shocked.

She looked at him with a blank stare, her pout slightly open.

"Fitz."

"What?" Clearly he was trying to ignore the fact that she caught him shopping for an engagement ring. He didnt look at her but continued his search for more videos on YouTube.

"Fitzgerald?" She said his name in a low nagging voice.

"Olivia?" He replied, responding in the same exact tone she used.

"Fitz!" She exclaimed playfully, starting to kick her small feet on his legs.

"Babe, you weren't supposed to see that. Cmon, can we just let it go?" His sweet request couldn't be ignored.

"Okay," she said sheepishly while smiling into her iPad.

"Okay," he replied smiling into his iPad screen.

As they casually slipped back into focusing on their tablets and listening to the news Olivia's phone rang. She looked at the screen with a look of confusion and raised it to show Fitz. As she faced the phone towards him to show who was calling her, his perplexed expression mirrored hers.

"Why the hell is Mellie calling you?"

She answered the phone putting it on speaker.

"Hey Mel. What's up?"