AN: I know it's been some time now since my last update (all on my stories), but I've been super busy. I've had updates written most of the way for all of my stories, but I just haven't found the time or the muse to complete them all. This might be a bit short, but I found myself grasping for words and they were not coming to me at all. Anyways, hope you all enjoy and thanks so much for LoreneMichelle41's kind words (:

"I can't believe we just did that!", Fitz exclaimed, carrying Olivia through the door and placing her on her feet.

"I know! Wasn't it amazing?", she asks, her arms around his neck as she kisses her husband's soft lips.

"Amazing...", he mumbles as he takes a deep breath, "Everyone's gonna kill us. Mom has been dying to plan this wedding and you know Kelly couldn't wait to try on dresses..", he takes his wife's bottom lip in between his teeth.

"I know baby, but I couldn't live on this earth another day with out you being mine and only mine", she groans when she feels his hands traveling downward and cupping her ass. "You can put the blame all on me. Tell them we'll have a real ceremony after the baby is born. I want to have her in all the wedding photos..."

"Okay...", is all that he can respond, slowly walking her towards the huge bed in their Honeymoon suite.

"Baby, we've got the rest of our lives. How about we just enjoy the moment right now?"

"We have the rest of our lives to enjoy each other, but I wanna enjoy the first time I make love to my beautiful wife right now", he picks her up and she giggles as he throws her unto the bed.

She lays back, resting on her elbows as he gets on his knees, removing her nude Louboutin pumps, placing soft kisses on her feet. "Why the hell do you women choose to wear these things?", he asks as the shoe makes a heavy sounding clunk against the floor.

"Because they make us look sexy", she giggled as he kissed up her calves.

"You, my dear, couldn't be any sexier even if you tried", she blushed as he played with the hem of her white sundress.

With Olivia suggesting their spur of the moment wedding, it was understandable that they wouldn't have the normalcy of Olivia trying on dresses and Fitz ordering a custom made tuxedo. They decided to save that for their future wedding ceremony, choosing to go comfy and casual today, as they were only getting married at the city hall. Olivia wore an all white sundress, that magically was still able to stretch over her huge stomach, her nude pumps, and gold jewelry. Her hair was in a huge messy bun, gold drop earrings adorned with small white pearls hung from her ears, and her lips were covered in a soft nude lipstick. Fitz wore a white button up, black slacks that were tailored to perfection, and a pair of black dress shoes. His hair was slicked back and Olivia played with his Superman curl as they waited in line for their turn.

He stood up, placing himself between her legs, leaning in to kiss her softly. "My wife..", he whispered against her lips as he felt her fingers beginning to work on the buckle of his belt. "My husband...", she tugged the fabric of his black dress pants, pulling them and his boxers down at the same time. They both stared into each other's eyes as his member sprung to life, finally being freed. She takes him into her hands, pumping him slowly, willing him to grow even larger.

"Livvie...", he hisses as her tongue peeks out from her lips, teasing his tip.

"Mine..", is all she says before he seems himself disappearing in her mouth.

"Yours..", he groans out as she swallows him whole, her soft fingers massaging his two little friends while her lips go to work on his cock. It's been so long since he took place in her mouth and he was instantly reminded of why she drove him so crazy. Olivia was a master at oral, her tongue finding every rivet of every vein and her lips sucking like there was no tomorrow. Every single time she was able to bring him to the edge and he nearly had to fight her so that he wouldn't finish in her mouth.

This time was no different. She alternated between sucking, licking, and fisting his steel rod and he couldn't contain the moans and groans coming from his mouth. "Livvie, baby, you gotta... you got... fuck!", his hands went to the back of her head, tangling in the curls after he pulled out the pin holding her hair together. She slowly pulled back, removing all but the tip from her mouth, before she sucked him back in, his tip massaging the back of her throat.

She looked him square in the eyes as she continued bobbing her head up and down, deep throating his entire length and humming softly, the vibrations sending chills up and down his spine.

"Uhh, baby... I'm gonna... I gotta...", the words barely making it from his lips before his head flew back and his nails grazed her scalp. She felt his hot, sticky liquid trickling down her throat and she swallowed every drop as she released him from her mouth, using the back of her hand to clean away any residue.

"Shit!", he said softly and she giggled, wrapping his silk black tie around her fists, pulling his body on top of hers. They kissed with urgency and he could taste himself on her tongue as her hands roamed his body.

"I thought you wanted to enjoy the moment?", he asked between heavy breaths.

"I would be enjoying it, but you have too much clothes on", she grinned at him devilishly and he laughed. He didn't know what had gotten into her, but she was quite demanding and it turned him on. He usually took the lead when it came to sex, seducing her until she was riled up enough to entertain his advances. But today, his Livvie, his wife, was taking control and he was going to let her.

Her fingers moved quick to remove his tie and within seconds the sounds of buttons flying and landing all over the room came after she forcefully tugged at his shirt, throwing it across the room once it was off his shoulders. He found his hands on both of her thighs, trailing up and down her legs, before his fingers hooked into the sides of her black lace panties.

"Take em off!", she muffled into the crook of his neck, her tongue finding the little sensitive spot below his ear, causing him to groan. "You like that, don't you?", she whispered, circling the tip of her tongue against his flesh.

"Livvie, I don't know what's gotten into you babe...", he threw her underwear over his shoulders, watching as she spread her legs impossibly wide for him.

"I don't know what's gotten into me...", she answered as she laid back, her fingers spreading the lips of her sex, exposing her wetness to him. "But, I need you inside me right now!", she taunted him, rubbing small circles against her clit. Her hips bucked and a moan escaped as she slid a single finger inside herself.

"Shit!", he groaned, instantly falling to his knees between her legs, moving her hand to his lips and sucking her finger clean. "Always so wet...", his tongue ran along her slit. "Always so sweet...", she shuttered as he sucked her clit in between his teeth.

"Fitz, please...", she panted, trying to keep the strength in her arms as she leaned forward to get a better view of him over her stomach.

"Please what baby?", he looked up at her, his eyes stormy grey as his tongue continued to go to work.

"I need you", she quivered as he blew air against her. He laughed at her reaction before standing up, pulling her to stand with him.

"I love you", he kissed her softly, pulling her into a sweet embrace. "I love you, everything about you, only you."

"I love you too", she breathed against his lips and he sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her to straddle his lap. With her legs on either side of his and his soldier standing at attention, grazing against her entrance as she sat on top of him, he slowly slid himself inside of her.

"Mine..", he grunted while he fully sheathed himself inside of her slick, wet, hot and tight cavern.

"Yours..", she gasped when she felt him hit her spot perfectly.

After hours of lovemaking, Olivia and Fitz ended up curled up against each other, their bodies tangled in the sheets. Fitz laid on his back, one arm softly playing with her hair and the other underneath his head. Her head was propped up against his chest, her hands running across his skin.

"I can hear you thinking", he grumbled, his voice full of exhaustion. She smiled, a soft giggle passing her lips.

"I am thinking", she responded, placing kisses against his chest.

"About what", he tried to fight his body's normal reaction to her touch.

"About you, about me, about us... About her. She needs a name you know."

"How about Pepper? We already call her Pepperoni...", he moved his head to place kissed against her hair.

"Hell no! That sounds like an old stripper's name!", they both laughed, snuggling closer as their lips met.

"Piper?", she pulled away, trying to make out his facial expression in the darkness.

"I like it. Piper Grant. She needs a middle name too"

"She does. I like Brittany or Brianna"

"Much too common", his nose scrunched up and she giggled, kissing him there quickly. "Brielle?"

"Brielle? Piper Brielle Grant?"

"Yeah, Piper Brielle Grant. I love it Liv."

"I do too. And I love you", she ran her tongue against his bottom lip, creeping her hands deeper between the covers and finding his semi-erect penis.

"Liv...",

"Baby?", she answered innocently, rolling over to straddle him, using her hands to take him inside her again.

"God, I love you", he hissed between clenched teeth.