"Hello?" Olivia called as she entered the apartment.

"Hey babe. You're back early." Fitz smiled as he joined Olivia in the living room. The sight of him was almost enough to make her forget about her day.

He was just getting out of the shower. He had a white fluffy towel wrapped around his waist and his beautifully sculpted chest was covered with small droplets. His hair was still wet and the curls were hanging wildly around his beautiful face. Olivia's eyes roamed from his superman curl to his chiseled jaw to his muscular shoulders, down his pecks, all the way to his prominent abs and the gorgeous V shape above his pelvis. Yes, he looked good enough to eat and was almost enough to make her forget about her day. Almost.

"Hi." She smiled weakly, trying to hide her disappointment and general tiredness. He saw right through it.

"What's wrong?" He frowned as he walked to her, wrapping his arms low around her waist.

"Nothing." She forced a smile again. "I'm fine." She ran her hands up and down his arms.

"Livvie, I know you." He sighed. "I know when something's upsetting you. You were so excited when you left. What happened?"

Olivia sighed, a small smile curling up her lips at how well he knew her. "It was a train wreck. When I arrived at the firm for my interview, everything was all right, everyone was nice. But then, they told me the "job" was actually an unpaid internship in some dark corner of the office. It would basically be about making photocopies and bringing coffees to others. When I told them that it wasn't what they advertised, they told me that someone with as little experience shouldn't expect anything more from any firm. They basically told me I was lucky to even be considered for a glorified errand girl job. It was just so... Frustrating." She huffed as she walked out of his arms. She pulled on her coat angrily and threw it on the couch before walking to the kitchen.

Fitz followed her and wrapped his arms around her from behind, soothingly caressing her stomach. "Baby, you know it's complete bullshit, right?" He said, kissing her hair before turning her around in his arms. "There is a real job out there for you. Just because those idiots can't see your potential doesn't mean nobody will. You have to give it time."

"I know, I know." She sighed as she rested her head against his chest. "I just... I'm tired of looking for a job. I want to start, I want to sink my teeth into real work now."

"And you will. The process is long but when you find the right firm from you, you will be glad you waited."

Olivia hummed and nodded her head against his chest as Fitz' hands comfortingly caressed her back.

"You're wet." She giggled, swiping the droplets of water on his chest.

"Hmm hmm." Fitz hummed, a smirk appearing on his face. "Maybe I can find a way to make you wet." He grinned as one of his hands moved to the front of her slacks and started working on the button.

"Nice try." Olivia laughed, swatting his hand away. "I want to go the gym and then we have the meeting with the wedding planner." She said as she walked away.

Fitz grabbed her elbow and pulled her back to him. "You know you don't need to go to the gym. If you want to work out a sweat, I can suggest a few fun ways to do so." He whispered as he nibbled on her earlobe.

"Hmmm... No." Olivia protested weakly as his hand caressed her core over her pants. "Stop, we don't have time."

"There's always time, kitten." He smiled as he continued his ministrations and guided her towards their bedroom. The feeling of his warm breath against her neck and his hand between her legs eliminated any last trace of resistance from her mind.

XXX

"You're going to need another shower." Olivia giggled as they lay naked on their bed, their sweaty limbs tangled together, catching their breath after their impromptu romp.

"I don't know." He sighed contently, his eyes still closed. One of his arms was curled under his head and the other was protectively around Olivia's back, while her head was over his heart. "I quite like having your smell on me."

"You don't smell like me, you smell like sex." Olivia laughed.

"I smell like sex with you." He smiled as he turned his head to kiss her lips. "And I like it."

"Yeah, well, I'm not sure Sandra will. She already thinks we're a couple of horn dogs, she doesn't need confirmation."

"She's our wedding planner, she should be happy about it. As long as we're having sex, then it means we're not breaking up or canceling the wedding and it means she gets her full commission."

"Nevertheless, you're taking a shower, Mister." Olivia smiled as she sat up and threw her legs over the edge, stretching her sore body. Fitz sat up and kissed her shoulders tenderly.

"Shower with me?"

"Definitely not." Olivia laughed, turning to him and cupping his cheek. "Or we're definitely going to be late." She pecked his lips and walked to the closet to choose her outfit for the afternoon. Fitz sighed and reluctantly walked to the bathroom to take his second shower that day.

XXX

Fitz and Olivia walked hand in hand in the lobby of Hart&Jolly, the company handling the preparation of their wedding. The assistant told them Sandra Jolly would be with them in a minute and they sat down in the waiting area, side by side, their hands intertwined and Fitz mindlessly playing with her engagement ring.

Olivia looked around her at the pictures on the wall and smiled. The walls were covered in pictures of satisfied customers. There were dozens of gorgeous couples on their wedding day, smiling at the camera or gazing into each other's eye lovingly. The pictures breathed happiness.

She could barely believe she would have one of those pictures in just a few months. She had no doubt she wanted to marry Fitz but it all happened so fast, she was still having a hard time taking it all in.

"Hi guys." The chipper voice of Sandra Jolly, the co-owner of the firm and their wedding planner, broke her out of the reverie. She looked up to find the lively woman cocking her head at them and giving them a strange look. "You two just had sex, didn't you?" She asked with a knowing smile.

Olivia blushed and Fitz shrugged his shoulders with a cocky smirk. "How did you know?" Olivia asked, embarrassed.

"I know a sated bride to be when I see one, love. And even if I couldn't see the glow on your face, I know you. For the past few months I've been working for you, there hasn't been one day we met when you didn't have sex in the previous 5 hours." She cocked an eyebrow at them.

"Oh god." Olivia groaned and buried her head in Fitz' shoulder. He laughed and kissed her head, standing up and pulling her with him to follow Sandra.

"Oh, don't be embarrassed, Olivia." Sandra waved her off. "I've had far worse couples." She guided them to her office.

"Really?" Fitz asked curiously.

"Oh yeah. I've seen it all. There was the couple who was fighting all the time. They seemed to be getting married only because they wanted the joy of a divorce. There was the rich guy and the gold digger. The guy mentioned the prenup during one of our meetings, taking her by surprise. That didn't end well. There was the couple with excessive PDA who seemed to want to prove something. There was one couple with the guy hitting on me. There was one couple with the woman hitting on me. And finally there was the couple I found having sex on my desk. Needless to say, I threw away or burned everything in that office."

Olivia and Fitz laughed at the long list. "Wow." Olivia chuckled. "Wedding planning is a wild business."

"Tell me about it." Sandra rolled her eyes, taking a seat behind her desk and inviting them to sit down.

"So, believe me when I say, you're far from being the worst couple I've had to counsel. You're actually my favorite."

"I'm sure you say that to every couple." Olivia said, feigning jealousy.

"That's true. But I don't always mean it." Sandra winked at her. "Alright, let's get to business. What do we need to discuss today?"

"Well," Fitz started glancing at Olivia. "We finally completed our guests list. There are 50 people on it. They probably won't all be there but there might be some additions along the way so we expect between 45 and 60 people at most. We decided to go with the chicken rather that the seafood in case of allergies. Now we need to talk about flowers, cakes and music. Right, babe?"

"Yes." Olivia confirmed, before turning to Sandra. "And you and I need to set up a date to go look for a dress."

"Oh right, I think I blocked a few Thursdays in the next weeks. Have you already found a shop or do you want my list?"

"I don't have anything in mind. I thought we could try a few shops and see what we find."

"Alright, I'll compile a list and send you an email with the link to their websites so you can take a look at their work and decide if some of them are completely off. "Your job," She smiled, pointing a finger at Fitz. "Is to NOT look at this email. That is the one part of the wedding you don't get to see."

"Alright." Fitz laughed raising his arms in surrender. "Not looking. I can do that."

They spent the next hour discussing details and left with a to-do list from Sandra.

XXX

After their meeting, they decided to walk around and enjoy the fall weather. They walked side by side, Olivia tucked under Fitz' arm.

"So, are you having second thoughts?" Fitz asked with a smile.

"Nope." Olivia smiled popping the 'p'. "You?"

"Never." He kissed her hair. "In 7 months, I will be able to call you Mrs. Grant. My only problem is that we have to wait so long. I just can't wait to be able to call you my wife."

"We could always just go to city hall and get married, no big fuss." Olivia suggested shyly.

"No way." He deadpanned, stopping to wrap his arms around her waist. "I want you to have the wedding you deserve. In the meantime, I'm happy you're wearing my ring." He grinned, bringing her hand to his lips and kissing her engagement ring.

Olivia beamed at him and rose on her tip toes to kiss him. The kiss started out sweet but soon turned feverish and before long, they were making out in the middle of the boardwalk.

They were interrupted by the sound of Olivia's phone ringing.

"Olivia Pope." She answered. "Yes... That's right... Of course... Not this Thursday but Tuesday should be alright... Yes... 4pm?... Very well... Thank you very much... Thank you... You too..."

She hung up and found Fitz staring at her expectantly. "That was Barks & Jameson." She smiled. "They want me to come in for an interview."

"Really?" Fitz beamed. "That's great. It's an amazing firm."

"I know." She grinned widely. "I never thought they would even consider me. I'm so excited!" She was practically jumping up and down in his arms.

"We need to celebrate." Fitz laughed. "Let me take you to dinner."

"Nothing's certain yet, Fitz." She said sobering up suddenly. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves."

"I know. But it's already a big step in the right direction. You deserve a nice night out. Come on, let's go." He answered kissing her lips and pulling on her hand.

XXX

After a quick nap and a shower, Fitz and Olivia took a cab to their favorite restaurant. Fitz had called ahead to make sure they had their booth at the back of the restaurant so that they could celebrate in peace.

"To you." He smiled raising his glass of champagne. "To my beautiful, smart bride to be who I know will slay her interview at one of the most reputable firms in Massachusetts."

"And to my handsome, charming husband to be who always makes me feel like the center of the universe." She answered with a matching smile.

"That's because you are the center of my universe, baby." Fitz answered with a lopsided grin.

"That was so corny." Olivia snorted.

"Maybe." Fitz shrugged. "But it doesn't mean it's not true." He cupped her chin with one hand and seized her lips.

They spent the rest of the meal chatting idly, kissing and teasing each other. Fitz' hand was a permanent fixture on Olivia's leg. His fingers caressed the soft, warm skin of her inner thigh, causing her breath to hitch every time he skimmed her covered core.

Olivia chose a less direct approach, letting her hands caress and massage Fitz' shoulders and kissing the stubble on his neck and cheek. She intermittently made her way to his ear, kissing and playing with his lobe.

"Take me home. Now." She whispered in the middle of their dessert.

Fitz wasted no time in complying. He threw a few bills on the table and pulled a giggling and aroused Olivia with him. They found a cab fairly fast and managed to get home, with almost all their clothes on, in less than 20 minutes.

As soon as Olivia opened the door and guided them into their apartment, Fitz closed the door with his foot and pinned her to the wall.

His mouth immediately attached to her neck and his hands roamed her thighs, bunching her dress around her waist. He moved one of his hands inside her panties and his fingers headed straight to her clit causing her head to fly back and hit the wall. She moaned and gripped his shoulders, her hips grinding against him.

"Fitz... Please... No teasing. I want y-... I want you now..." She moaned.

Fitz smiled against her cheek but continued his assault, pushing her dress strap out of the way to attach his mouth to her nipple.

Knowing that he would be able to play like that all night, Olivia decided to take matters into her own hands. She moved her hands to his belt and hastily pushed his pants down his legs. She gripped his length and smiled when she felt him weaken at the feeling. She guided him to her core and pushed his fingers out of the way.

Unable to resist her longer, Fitz gripped her legs and surged into her in one move.

"Is this what you wanted, kitten?" He asked as he thrust into her slowly.

"Oh G- Oh yes... This i- This is what I need." She breathed.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and crossed her ankles behind his back, using the leverage to meet his thrusts.

Fitz moved his hands to her cheeks and squeezed as he moved her up and down his shaft. Their lips reunited and they engaged in the familiar dance of tongues and lips, moaning into each other's mouth and breathing each other in.

Feeling his legs about to give out, Fitz quickly moved them to the bedroom and collapsed on the bed, on top of Olivia. He quickly resumed his movements, increasing the pace of his thrusts. Olivia arched her back under him and the sight of her proffered breasts made Fitz' mouth water. He closed his mouth around the tight bud and sucked on it until Olivia cried out.

"You taste so good, kitten." He groaned. "You feel so good."

"You too... Oh my God, you too... I... Aaaaah... Don't st-stop."

When he felt her walls starting to close around him and heard her breaths becoming shorter, he knew she was close. Knowing he wouldn't last long either, he moved his fingers to her bundle of nerves and rubbed quick circles until her climax took her and him with her.

He moved into her a few more times before collapsing to his side and wrapping his arms and legs around Olivia tightly. He kissed her face repeatedly before aiming for her lips. They kissed until the air was becoming too much of a necessity and even then, they kept their face only a few inches apart.

Suddenly, Olivia was seized by a fit of giggles and Fitz stared at her confused.

"What is so funny?" He asked frowning.

"I... Nothing... I just... If this is how we celebrate me getting an interview, I can't wait to see what you have in store for when I actually get a job."

Fitz' confusion turned to glee and he seized Olivia's lips again. "Well, I don't know yet but it will probably be something similar to what you did to me when I got my job."

Olivia's cheeks flushed at the memory and she buried her face in the crook of his neck. They spent the rest of the night kissing and cuddling, only falling asleep when the sun started to rise.

Helloooooo everyone! We're back on the road!

So, a few explanations about this chapter and this story. It takes place 7 years after the end of SGCW. Olivia just passed the bar exam and is now looking for a job. Fitz started working a few years before. They are still living in the same apartment in Boston but they are also ENGAGED. Yayyyyy! I will explain the engagement in a flashback in a future chapter. In fact, I might do a lot of flashbacks as we encounter new characters in this story.

I chose to have them engaged so that we could get faster to the good, happy stuff like marriage and family. Although we might have to wait longer for a baby. We shall see...

Anywho, let me know what you thought of this first chapter and send me your ideas.

I'm incredibly excited to get started again with a more mature and established Olitz. This is gonna be so much fun!

Thank you for reading!