TvIsForever: I think it was you, if not then I apologize, but you pointed out that the text from Fitz in the last chapter was weird. I was envisioning a creepy but not creepy moment where Fitz was… okay nevermind, I basically have Abby explain where my mind was when I sent that text which you'll see soon because this chapter picks back up where Liv and Abby left off.

"So how was it? I want details. Did he do you from wall to wall? The way he was all on you at the club I'm surprised you didn't jump hump him outside the club. Please tell me you guys made it to the house?"

"Will you stop with the 20 questions?" Olivia couldn't get an answer in if she wanted to.

"Okay, okay. Now dish!"

Olivia gave Abby a "do I have to" look. She could tell by the look on Abby's face that there was no way she was getting out of this. Sometimes she hated how concerned Abby was with what she did even though she knew it wasn't for malicious reasons.

"Well, for one, we did make it to his house. Barely, but we made it."

Abby laughed out loud at that. "Define barely."

Olivia started blushing profusely. "Use your imagination." Before Abby could protest Olivia continued. "The man is talented Abby, I mean truly. The things he can do with his mouth are just—I know I'm pretty inexperienced but still—just wow."

"He ate you out?!" Abby was slightly jealous. "David refuses to go down on me." Abby folded her arms, pouting.

"Excuse me ma'am, this is not about you and your sex life. Can I continue please, or do you not care to hear anymore?" Olivia was gathering some clothes to change into after she took a shower.

Abby mimed zipping her lips, waiting on Olivia to continue.

"That was just the beginning. We hadn't even made it past his couch yet. Afterwards he took me upstairs to sleep, but then he was all like "I'm possessive" and "You can't run from me again because I won't let you go". And I was starting to freak out, but he told me to relax and worry about it all later." Olivia paused. "I think he literally possessed my body, last night."

Abby was trying not to laugh in Olivia's face, but failing miserably. It never failed to amaze her just how inexperienced Olivia seemed sometimes. She wanted to ask exactly how he possessed her but she knew Olivia wouldn't be too forthcoming with the nitty gritty details that she desired and she was most likely pushing the limits as it was.

Olivia was getting frustrated. She was definitely not one to open up to people, especially about her sex life, and here Abby was laughing her ass off.

Abby finally calmed down. "I'm sorry, but you should've seen the look on your face when you said I think he literally possessed my body. Hilarious. So I'm guessing you didn't actually get any sleep."

"Hi-fucking-larious, Abby. And for your information I did get some sleep. Eventually."

"So what now? He obviously seems like a man who knows what he wants and he wants you. He told you as much last night. Hell he showed you, just in case his words weren't clear enough."

"I'm not sure. I freaked out this morning and asked him to take me home and then he went down on me again. It's like he was telling me that I could leave, but a part of me would still be with him. I couldn't even think straight for a few minutes. I could taste myself on his tongue when he kissed me before I got out of the car."

All Abby could mutter was, "Damn."

Olivia chewed her bottom lip for a moment, contemplating. "He said he wanted to see me in his office on Monday with an add/drop form."

"So you're going to drop the class then?" Abby asked.

"I should, but—"

"But nothing. Olivia Carolyn Pope, there are no buts. I wish I had someone as fine as Fitz after me. I love David dearly, but come on. He isn't half as fine as Fitz is."

"Abby," Olivia said, whining. "What good can come from this? He's my teacher."

"Something he obviously doesn't want to be. He wants to be your man, or he wouldn't be going through this trouble. So just please give him a fair chance. If this blows up in your face, which I doubt it will, then you have permission to slap the shit outta me. Deal?"

"I'll do more than slap the shit outta you," Olivia mumbled to herself. Before she could respond out loud her phone vibrated on her dresser. To her dismay, Abby was closer and she quickly grabbed it. Judging by the huge smirk on Abby's face she knew it had to be one person.

Olivia tried to grab her phone, but Abby moved it out of her reach.

"If I give you your phone, you better reply to his text."

"What? No! I cant—what would I even say?"

Abby read the text message out loud. She told Olivia to keep it simple and just tell him she missed him too.

"But what's up with that last part? "I bet if my smell my pillow, it'll still smell like you too." That sounds like he wants to jack off to the smell of you on his pillow." Abby was tickled by this thought.

Annoyed, Olivia pushed her out of her room. Once she was gone, Olivia decided to just go for it and text him back. After pressing send, she threw her phone on the bed and gathered her things for her shower, rushing into the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom, Olivia turned on the water, adjusting it until it was just right. She stepped in, closing her eyes as the water cascaded down her body. Immediately, memories of last night took over her mind. As she washed her breasts, she envisioned the way Fitz's mouth felt on her nipples. She wished he were here right now with her. She was quickly becoming aroused by thoughts of him. Her hands slowly travelled south, lightly caressing her lower set of lips. As good as her fingers felt they hardly compared to the skill that Fitz's mouth possessed. By now, she was so worked up that she didn't dare stop until she found her release. She had two fingers inside of herself, mimicking his deep strokes, when thoughts of him pleasuring himself to her scent on his pillows filled her mind and pushed her over the edge. She bit her lip to keep from making too much noise.

Olivia finally removed her fingers from her slick channel and finished cleaning herself off. After slipping into a t-shirt and boy shorts, she made her way back into her room. She grabbed her phone off the bed but refused to check and see if Fitz had replied just yet. Just then her stomach growled so she decided to go cook breakfast.

The Following Monday

Fitz was sitting in his office, having just arrived not too long ago. He taught two Intro to Economics classes and one Humanities course; he was sipping his coffee while he went over notes for both classes. He had decided to arrive an hour earlier than usual in anticipation of seeing Olivia. The weekend felt like it took forever to pass but he was glad that it was finally over and he was closer to seeing her again.

Just then he heard it, the voice of an angel. He'd recognize her voice anywhere; it often filled his dreams ever since the first night that they danced together. He wondered whom she was talking to seeing as there were only professors' offices on the hall. He subconsciously tightened his grip on his coffee mug, nostrils slightly flaring. He tried to focus on his notes, but it was no use because he knew she was nearby. It wasn't a full minute later before he heard a soft knock at his door.

He cleared his throat. "Come in."

He never looked up as his door opened and Olivia walked in.

"Close the door behind you," he said.

He waited to hear the door shut before he dared to look up at her. He licked his lips as he took in her appearance. She was wearing her hair up in a messy bun with a few loose curls framing her make-up free face. She had on a black, sleeveless jumpsuit with a sash on the waist. Black was quickly becoming his favorite color to see her in. It accentuated all of her curves just right.

"Hi," he said, finally.

Her smile nearly killed him. "Hi," she responded.

"I believe you have something for me."

"I do." She shifted her weight onto her left leg. She was excited, nervous, and afraid all at once. She'd been counting down the hours, minutes, and seconds all weekend. She was hoping that he'd text her back in the meantime, but he never did.

He sat back in his chair, waiting for her to give him the form to sign. Realizing that he was waiting for her to make the next move, she took her backpack off and reached inside, pulling out a folded sheet of paper. He never took his eyes off hers as he reached for the paper. Pen in hand, he glanced down momentarily to make sure he signed his name in the right place. Once he was done he slid the paper across his desk towards her, but he kept his hand on top of it. She had no choice but to brush her fingers against his as she went to retrieve it. He took the opportunity to grab her hand, stilling her movements.

"You didn't think that I'd sign it and you'd just go on your merry little way, did you?"

She shook her head no. Of course not, she thought.

"Come here." He scooted his chair back, spreading his legs. His piercing gaze followed her movements as she came closer like a hunter tracking his prey; everything about him screamed dominance.

She slowly made her way around his desk on shaky legs. As soon as she was within reach, he grabbed her hand, pulling her onto his lap.

He leaned forward as though he were going to kiss her. "Who were you talking to out there?"

His question confused her. He was way too close to her for her brain to function properly. He should be kissing her, not asking questions that didn't make any sense.

"It does something to me when I see you with other men, when I hear you with other men." He slid one hand onto her thigh, parting her legs.

Liv was a little shocked at his words. Yet the thought of him being jealous turned her on more than it irritated her. Or maybe that had more to do with the fact that he was now rubbing her through her clothes.

"D—" Whatever he was about to say next was forgotten as soon as they heard a knock on his office door. Olivia jumped up, rushing to the other side of his desk. Fitz quickly tried to compose himself as his office door opened. It was Cyrus. Fitz should've known. Cyrus is the only person who would open his door without waiting for permission. He was glad that he at least knocked first.

"Liv! I didn't think you'd still be here."

"Yeah, uh, I was just stopping by to…" Her words trailed off. Cyrus was already speaking to Fitz. She took that opportunity to slip out of Fitz's office.

Fitz was irritated and not listening to a word to Cyrus was saying. A part of him felt silly for getting jealous when it became clear that she was only talking to Cyrus earlier. He'd probably have known that if he would've paid attention but he was too caught up in the sound of her voice rather than what she was saying. The other part of him wanted to punch Cyrus for interrupting his moment with Liv. Lord only knows when he'd get another chance to see her again.

Cyrus continued to talk until he was done saying whatever he came to say and then left. As soon as he was out of sight, Fitz was on his phone. He quickly went to his messages, typing:

This morning didn't go nearly the way I planned. I wanted you spread out on my desk. When can I see you again?

OP: When do you want to see me?

FG: Preferably now, but I have a class to teach in 10. How about this afternoon?

OP: We'll see.

Fitz chuckled to himself as he gathered his things. He couldn't be late to his own class, although, for the right reasons he would make exceptions.

As soon as Olivia left Fitz's office, she nearly tripped over her feet trying to get out of the building. That was definitely a close call. Cyrus was her advisor so they had a pretty decent rapport with one another but she still didn't think he'd take too kindly to finding her in a compromising position with a professor. And one who was hers nonetheless.

In her haste to get out of there she had completely forgotten her add/drop form. Shit, she thought. There wasn't anything she could do about it now though. She didn't want to go back in there.

She was now standing outside in the middle of the pathway. Students were rushing by her to get to their first class of the day. Hers didn't start for another hour. The library had become a favorite place for her to kill time freshman year so she decided to go sit there until her first class started. As she was walking inside she felt her phone vibrate. Pulling it out of her pocket, she saw that it was Fitz. She glanced around before checking the message.

FG: This morning didn't go nearly the way I planned. I wanted you spread out on my desk. When can I see you again?

Olivia started to blush. It's like he had no filter when it came to the things he said to her sometimes. She plopped down into a chair, trying to figure out what her reply should be.

OP: When do you want to see me?

He replied in seconds.

FG: Preferably now, but I have a class to teach in 10. How about this afternoon?

Since she'd be dropping his class soon she didn't need to show up anymore, therefore, she had two hours between her first and last class today. Could they do whatever he had in mind in that time? She hoped so.

We'll see.

She spent the rest of her time before class debating how she was going to go about seeing him.

As soon as Fitz's last class was over he hurried back to his office, checking his phone on the way. He was hoping that Olivia would have text him by now with a place to meet. He was disappointed to see that he didn't have any new messages from her, but there was one from Andrew. Fitz had been purposely avoiding his calls all weekend. He decided to go ahead and respond, which is what he was in the process of doing when he entered his office.

He never bothered to shut his door all the way or lock it unless he was done for the day. Which is why as soon as he turned on his office lights, he noticed Olivia perched on top of his desk.

A/N: Yes, I'm leaving you here. I do it out of love or something like that. I had a bit of a hard time with this chapter. I wrote up to the shower scene and got stuck on how I wanted to move forward so for days I literally kept staring at the screen in frustration. I'm taking a different approach with this story than any of my others (Don't know if anyone will catch on to how) Thank you guys so much for reading my story & I seriously love the reviews. Enjoy!