The new promo is disgusting. New jam? Oh hell no!

Anyway, I won't talk much about it, because it might get ugly. Deep breaths, deeep breaths. #NoOlitzNoScandal

Let's continue this, shall we?

Sunday

"Wake up, lazy" she whispered as she tapped his shoulder. He stirred but didn't wake up. "Hey, lazy, I am talking to you. Wake up." she said, while tickling him. This time he opened his eyes and suddenly pulled her towards himself. She was encased in his arms and now he was tickling her.

"I won't stop unless you surrender" he said. "Noo!" she squealed.

"I won't stop until you do" he said. "I - won't" she replied between laughters. She was fighting to get away from his grip but he was far too strong. After a few moments, she couldn't take it anymore and screamed "Okay, okay, I give up, please stop".

He stopped tickling her and now they were face to face, he was hovering over her, both looking into each other's eyes. She was smiling and panting. He put his forehead against hers. They stayed like that for a minute and she finally said "I brought us breakfast".

The White House chef had prepared his favorite blueberry pancakes with lots of fruits and syrup on the side. There was also tea, slices of toasted bread, butter and strawberry jam. "Oh jam!" He squealed and started to put some on a slice of bread. He took a bite, and said "This is different. Mmm... It's good. Must be a new brand. Wanna try some?" he said and handed the slice out to her. She smiled and asked, "so, you like it?". "Yea, pretty good" he said.

"That's good because I was a little nervous" she said in response. He didn't understand why she would be nervous about jam, so he looked at her with furrowed eyebrows.

"I made it" she continued. "Yesterday... After you had to go back to the Oval. I wanted to do something different because I have been really stressed out with work lately. And our talk was pretty intense... I wanted to do something to unwind. I've been meaning to learn how to make jam, it seemed like a good time. The first try wasn't very successful, I have to admit. But I think I got it the second time around." She laughed remembering her first try.

He was looking at her, surprised.

"I needed to learn it so that when we move to Vermont, I can..."

Fitz had put the breakfast tray on the side table within a second and pulled her to himself. Before she could finish her sentence, his lips we on hers. It took her a minute to register what was going on.

He suddenly flipped them over so he was on top of her. He looked at her and he whispered, "Livvie...". He brought a hand to her face, to brush the few strands of hair away, and to caress her cheeks. She closed her eyes as the back of his fingers traced her features and he whispered again and again, "Livvie...". They were so close to each other, and the moment was so intimate that his breath was burning her lips.

She longed for him. She ached for him.

She couldn't take it anymore. She pulled him back in for a passionate kiss. She could taste the jam on his lips. She reached between their bodies and pulled the ribbon at the waist of her robe. The silky fabric fell open to the sides. He lifted her up a little to drag it down her shoulders and to lift up her night gown.

She was overwhelmed with desire. Her skin was flushed...

He was wearing only boxers, so the moment her night gown was out of the way, they had skin to skin contact of their upper bodies. It had been such a long time since they were this intimate and neither of them could think about anything other than how much they wanted each other.

"Fitz" Olivia whispered, she was breathing erratically. "Fitz, I need you" she said, looking at his eyes. "Please..."

Her eyes were glistening with desire. "Please, I can't take it anymore" she said.

He wanted her with all his being. He was craving her.

She was trembling with desire and anticipation while his mouth was traveling down from her mouth to her bosom, then to her navel, and then to her core. He breathed in her smell, deeply. It was intoxicating for him. He craved it, he had craved it for so long... But he wanted that bliss to last as long as it could so he was intent on taking his time. His mouth lingered on her inner thighs. He then started putting open mouthed kisses everywhere - everywhere but where she needed them the most. Her heart was beating so fast that she thought it could explode any minute. Her breathing was shallow, her skin was flushed, sweat was accumulating on her forehead... She was clutching the bed sheet to ground herself.

"Oh... Fitz... Please... Please don't make me wait anymore" she said with a hoarse voice. He was still breathing in deeply, and exhaling heavily on her inner thighs, torturing her.

"Fitz! I can't take it anymore!" she yelled, writhing under him and clutching the sheets even more.

"Yes, you can, sweet baby" he said. "Yes, you can... Do you know how much you made me wait for you?"

With that he moved upwards and hovered over her. Bringing one of his palms to cup her cheek, he brought their lips together.

He kissed, and nipped, and sucked her lips until her moans were just unintelligible sounds. She was shaking so much that it felt like every cell in her body was trembling each time a part of him made contact with her.

Their movements were slow and deliberate. They were deep and strong.

The feelings were so overwhelming that she closed her eyes and threw her head back.

"Look at me, Livvie" Fitz whispered. "I have been deprived of your beautiful eyes for so long. Open them, look at me." he continued. She shivered in response to his words, and opened her eyes to look at him through hooded lids.

"You are so beautiful Olivia" Fitz said.

"I will never let you go again" Olivia said. "I can't live without you anymore. I love you, I am in love with you. I have been in love with you forever..." She continued, her sentences came out as whispers.

They continued their slow, deliberate movements, all the while whispering to each other.

Then the world stopped spinning. This could only mean that they had died and ended up in heaven. This kind of feeling could not exist in the world. Volcanoes were erupting inside her, she saw the stars, and a blissful warmth took over her body. She was no longer on Earth. She felt like they literally melted and came together, never to be separated again. They no longer had two bodies, they were one soul in one body.

The ecstasy was so overwhelming, she didn't even realize that she had been crying, or that he was wiping her tears away with his kisses, while his tears were making their ways on her cheeks and hair.

They both understood at that moment that they could never let go of each other, ever again...

THIS is the ONLY KIND of JAM we are interested in! NO NEW JAM! #NoOlitzNoScandal

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