Author's Note: Leave reviews:) I'm very excited to publish this with the creative help of a friend. The first chapter is on the shorter side as this was completely new to me.

The autumn leaves bright in color laid on the ground as the brisk wind carried a tune. The sun was beginning to set behind the mountains as Olivia's helicopter begun to land in Vermont. A stressful few weeks serving as Chief of Staff and Command of B613 made her longing to be held. She took strides across the field with her large, white coat swaying at her sides. She traded her Prada purse for a bag of groceries. A grin submerged on her face as she walked into the oak kitchen knowing Fitz wouldn't be home for a while. It would probably be safer for her to hire a cook for the night, but the urge to surprise him overtook her senses. It was a simple recipe that she found in the White House cookbook. She begun to cut some fresh vegetables for her spaghetti and poured herself a glass of red wine. The smooth jazz of Stevie Wonder played in the background. About ten minutes later the front door flew open. Fitz stood in the entrance in a dark tan sweater that nicely highlighted his athletic body type.

"Well, this is certainly a surprise Livvie." He says with warmth in his baritone voice.

"I know it's unexpected. I have had a rough few weeks and decided I wanted to get away from the Washington politics for a night."

Her skin was tingling with nerves as he walked her way, there had always been something about his walk that commanded her full attention. A small giggle falls from her lips when she feels his breath on the back of her neck. He scoops her up and gently puts her on the counter - their lips hungry for one another's and connect with hot passion. They both missed the familiar taste and trust there was in the way of knowing how to pleasure each other. When a strong odor of burning food made them stop suddenly, her face shading red with embarrassment knowing she didn't turn the stove off. Fitz puts the food in the garbage as there was no salvation possible.

"Ooops." Olivia whispers, looking at the man standing in front of her, who months ago used to run the United States and is now relaxing in the home he built for the both of them. Fitz chuckles and shakes his head at the incredible woman in front of him.

"You can do everything except cook. You really could burn down the house and I would have nowhere to live. Why don't you go slip into something more comfortable and I call for some Gettysburger?" He suggests, putting his hands in his jean pockets and studying the love of his life who he hasn't seen in months.

Her chocolate brown sipped in Fitz's excitement, without saying a word she played with his emotions. He watched her slip away through the hall and up the stairs. Olivia knew exactly what she was wanting to wear his Navy shirt that always made her feel just a little safer inside. The importance of it didn't start until she was faced with almost losing him.

Fitz places at order with Gettysburger, slipping his phone into his back pocket and follows Olivia upstairs. He walks into their master bedroom, a smile spreading acrosshis face when Olivia walks out of the closet in his navy shirt on.

"I've never been in here before. This is beautiful." Olivia says, breaking the silence in the room as Fitz slowly undresses her with his eyes.

Fitz clears his throat and smiles, "I hope you like it. It's ours." He whispers, looking around the master bedroom and meeting her brown eyes. Olivia smiles shyly at him and walks quickly to him, her hands going around him and her fingers finding the curls on the back of his neck.

"Ours." Olivia whispers, kissing him softly and running her heads through his curls. Fitz pulls her closer, gripping her bum and pushing her mouth as the kiss becomes more heated.

Their tongue tangled together as need and want begin to fill the air around them. Olivia reaches down, undoing his belt as they kiss and pushing his pants down. Fitz pulls away, pulling off his shirt and kicking his pants off. Olivia smiles at him, taking his navy shirt off that she was wearing and finding his mouth again.

"So incredible." He whispers in her ear as he trails kisses from behind her ear to her collar bone. His warm mouth against her skin send off every nerve ending in her body. He gently lays her back in the middle of their California king size bed and admires her.

"Mr President, are you going to just stand there or join me because I want you?" Olivia asks, watching his blue eyes change from her words. Fitz pulls down his boxers and crawls over her in bed, the mattress dipping with his weight.

Olivia kisses down his neck, smirking up at him and wrapping her arms around his back. Her tiny hands sliding up and down his back as he leans down to kiss each breast. A small moan falls out of her lips as he kisses one and kneads the other. Fitz makes his way back up and lays soft kisses across her jaw.

"I'm here." He whispers in her ear as he settles between her legs. Olivia pushes her hips up against him, becoming impatient with his teasing. Fitz kisses her with an open mouth before she can protest, pushing into her slowly and grunting into her mouth. Olivia shifts underneath him, pressing her hips up against him.

"F-Fitz." She moans out as he begins to pick up the pace, her nails digging into his back as he thrusts quickly. Fitz moaning into her neck and holding her close to him. He pulls out and gently places her on his lap, filling her swiftly.

Fitz grunts against her skin, Olivia holding tight onto him and running her fingers through his curls as they move together in sync. Fire building in the bottom of her belly as her walls begin to tense around Fitz.

"Come on Liv. Just for me." He pants out, gently lifting Olivia up and slamming herback down on him.

"Fitz." She screams, letting go as he holds her tight. She moans loudly as her head hangs back. The climax ripping through her body as Fitz moves. He soon joins her, filling her quickly and moaning loudly into her shoulder.

Fitz gently moves her off him and under the covers in bed, "I missed us." He whispers in her hair as he joins her under the covers. Olivia cuddles into his chest, her ear pressed against his chest to hear his heartbeat. Their legs entangle with one another, as they soak in the moment.

"You just missed the sex." She teases, laughing and looking up at him. Fitz laughs loudly and looks down at her.

"Totally." He laughs, winking at her and holding her tight. His world perfectly pieced together tonight with Olivia safe in his arms.