A/N: Hey guys! It's been a minute, I know and I apologize. This past weekend was homecoming and well ya know, I was inspired to say the least lmao. Any way, hope you enjoy. Depending on the reviews I may write a series of one shots of whatever scenario y'all want to see whether it be Olitz or Olake (Plz don't shoot me for saying that!)

Fitz licked his lips in anticipation as he eyed Liv from across the room. She was dancing with a group of friends. He was mesmerized by the way her hips moved so fluidly; he couldn't help but wonder how it'd feel to have her move that way on him. He felt himself get hard at the thought.

They were at Club Senses, a popular spot for dancers to come and let loose on a Friday night. Liv was a regular but Fitz just happened to pop in with his friend Jake. He had just wrapped a big case and because he won he wanted to celebrate. He mostly people watched from the bar since he had never been there before and wanted to see what kind of people walked in. No one caught his attention until he saw a flash of purple out of the corner of his eye.

Liv had just finished her midterm and was out with friends celebrating. She was a little drunk but not drunk enough to not notice the tall man at the bar who was drinking her in with his gaze. With a smirk she turned her back to him and began to roll her hips sensuously. She briefly glanced over her shoulder and winked at him as she licked her lips. Her eyes were telling him to come hither.

Fitz wasn't aware that his feet were moving until he realized that she was in front of him. She turned to face him but didn't stop dancing. She looked at him questioningly and when she realized he wasn't going to say anything she grabbed his hands and placed them on her hips.

She wound her arms around his neck as she stepped closer. They fell into an easy rhythm, moving together like their bodies were made for one another.

"Hi," they said in unison.

They smiled as they continued to gyrate their bodies. Repositioning himself, Fitz pressed his erection into the junction of Liv's thighs and for a second she faltered as she felt a tingle start in the pit of her stomach. He moved his hands to her ass and squeezed. Olivia leaned forward and licked his neck before gently nipping it. Her hands traveled down to his ass to press him into her and he shuddered.

Without words they still managed to form some kind of connection. It was more than just lust although it did play a major part.

His eyelids drooped as he stared at her juicy lips. He wanted to consume her but he didn't know how she'd react. As if reading his thoughts she leaned in slowly and brushed her lips across his. Her eyes searched his to see if it was ok and she leaned in again. This time she traced his bottom lip with her tongue before biting it. He groaned and opened his mouth to let her in.

They were oblivious to everyone else as they attacked each other's mouths. Just then Olivia realized that they both were wearing too many clothes. She pulled away and grabbed his hand, leading him to a booth. She slid in first and lifted up her dress, beckoning him to join her.

His eyes were riveted to her white, lace thong. He almost tripped over himself getting in next to her. She immediately reached for his face and pulled it closer so she could kiss him. His hand was resting on her knee and he moved it up until he reached her heat. Pushing the flimsy fabric aside her ran his finger up and down her slit. She moaned into his mouth and he began drawing circles around her clit.

She used her free hand to caress him through his jeans. She wanted to feel his skin on hers so she unzipped his pants and released him. Looking down, she gasped at the sight of him.

She giggled naughtily as she said, "Let me tame your Cobra."

She stroked him slowly and stopped to spread the precum that had escaped around his tip. He closed his eyes as he enjoyed her hands on him and he resumed playing with her pearl.

Luckily they were in a private area where no one could see them but they still craved more privacy so she asked him if he'd like to come home with her. He frantically nodded yes. They adjusted their clothes and scurried out of the booth.

They parted ways to let their friends know they were leaving and met up at the door.

"Did you drive or take a cab?" he asked.

"A cab."

"I have a car, I can drive us if you want or I can follow your cab. It's up to you."

"You can drive."

On the ride there Olivia decided to tease him. She eased the straps of her dress off her shoulder until her breasts were free. She hadn't worn a bra so he could see everything. He nearly swerved off the road as he eyed her hard nipples. He could've sworn they were looking back at him. He averted his gaze so he could focus on the road. He doubted crashing would stop him from fucking her. He'd do it while they waited on the paramedics if he could manage it.

He realized he didn't ask where she lived so he asked for instructions. He had been heading in the right direction, like he knew where he lived all his life or something. Liv was pinching her nipples in the passenger seat as she emitted a soft sigh. She was a big fan of pain.

When he pulled up to her place he almost didn't turn off the car in his haste to get to her. He rushed to her side of the car and hoisted her out. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He held her as he walked up to her door. He had to put her down so she could unlock the door; he let her slide down his body slowly, closing his eyes as he felt her heat pass over his erection.

The door had barely shut before he slammed her into it. He placed his hands on both sides of her head and trailed kisses down the side of her neck. When she went to reach for him he pinned both hands to the door as he continued his assault. He ground his erection into her and before long she dripping wet. She toed off her shoes and twisted her head to try and capture his lips.

She wrestled her hands free and pushed him back until he fell onto the couch. She followed him and sat on his lap. She quickly removed her dress and ripped the buttons on his shirt as she yanked it off. She kissed from his collarbone all the way down to his navel. She got up so that he could reposition himself then she got on her knees and began to unbuckle his pants. She looked up at him to see him watching her intently. His eyes begged her to continue and she was more than happy to oblige.

She unfastened his jeans and very slowly lowered the zipper. He raised his hips so that she could take off his pants and boxers. Once freed he immediately sprung to attention. Olivia ran into the kitchen and grabbed her whip cream. She shook it and spread it from the base of his penis to the head. Slowly she licked it off, inch by inch. When it was all gone she teased the tip with her tongue. She then took the tip in her mouth and sucked gently, adding more suction as she watched him struggle to keep his eyes open.

When his head fell back she took him all the way in until he was touching the back of her throat. He started mumbling incoherently as he started to thrust his hips. His hands fisted into her hair as he held her in place. Before he knew it his toes were curling and he spurted into her mouth.

She released him with a popping noise and wiped her mouth. She kissed him before pushing him back on his back. She climbed up his body until she was sitting on his face. He immediately flicked his tongue over her. Once, twice, tentatively at first. Once she started to whimper he grabbed her thighs to hold her down and he went to town feasting on her like his life depended on it. Her thighs begin to shake and her stomach started to tremble as she climaxed. He lapped it all up and she moved back down his body and collapsed.

He held her tightly as he grabbed her and rolled off the couch and onto the floor. He told her to get on her knees as he fisted himself. She had a nice, plump ass. He smacked her once on each cheek and watched as they shook. She bit her lip at the pain and said, "Spank me daddy."

He groaned as he hit her again and again. When her cheeks turned red he kissed them. Aligning himself with her he pushed in halfway and stopped. He bent down to kiss her spine as he spread her legs wider before going in all the way. They both let out a sigh. The pleasure was so intense neither one dared to move. He started moving and he picked up the pace as she arched her back. They were covered in sweat and the only sound you could hear was the sound of his hips slapping her backside. Her juices were spilling down his testicles making it easy for him to slam into her.

Every time he hit her spot she resembled a startled cat the way she hunched over. She pushed herself up onto her hands and grabbed the table. Seeing her like that gave Fitz and idea so he pulled out and placed her on her back on the table. He grabbed her can of whip cream and spread it from her breasts to her navel and began licking as he pumped in and out of her. A pillow had fallen on the floor and he grabbed it to place it under her. From that angle Olivia quickly began seeing stars as her eyes rolled back into her head.

"Fiiiiiiiitz," she moaned. "Fuck, stop… no please don't stop, I cant… Damn."

She blacked out and when she came to he was still going. It didn't take long before they both yelled each other's name as they came. Exhausted he collapsed on her, his head on her chest listening to her heartbeat.

"Fitz, let's take this to my room."

He nodded as he stood and waited for her to get up. She managed to sit up but when she tried to stand she collapsed. Her legs felt like noodles. He chuckled as he threw her over his shoulder and asked her where her bedroom was. All through the night and well into the next morning, Fitz took his precious time putting his name on it.