Hello All! Sooooo... This is my first Fanfic. I have been reading for a few months, enjoying the great stories that make up for a (let's face it) disappointing new season and toying with the idea of writing myself but never finding the courage. But today's the day, so enjoy my first try! Any and all criticism is welcome!

She was shuffling through papers in the copy room. As always when she was worried, she would bite her upper lip and have that little frown, just between her eyebrows. She was so busy looking for whatever (probably the newest poll or the latest research on Reston) that she didn't see him coming in the room.

He stayed leaning on the doorframe, just watching her move around. He couldn't believe how sexy she looked just by walking around a room sighing. But then again, to him, she would look sexy wearing a trash bag.
Her smell started to come to him from all her moving around, a subtle flowery smell that was all her. A smell he remembered from holding her every night for the past week, his head buried in the crook of her neck.

Mellie was still a few stops ahead so they had had time together, to talk, strategize, share and have sex. Loads of sex! Fitz had always been a man with insatiable needs, but she seemed to bring it out in him. Most of all, her needs often matched his, and it wasn't rare that she would be the initiator, teasing him from across the room with a wink, a bite of her sumptuous lips or an exaggerate sway of her hips.

But today was different. She was different. For once, he woke up alone. They usually woke up together, sharing a few kisses that quickly escalated into more, ending up in the shower or against the wall, or any solid surfaces. Anywhere really but the bed that was made for that! But no, this morning he woke up alone, cold, he did his morning routine but he felt like something was missing. She was missing.

When he got down for breakfast, she was already discussing with the staff, moving from one group to another, giving instructions or listening their reports. She didn't look at him...
A few times during the morning, he tried to walk to her, talk to her, but every time, as he got closer she would start an intense conversation, get on the phone or hurry somewhere else.

He started to get worried. He replayed every moment of the last night in his mind. Every moment of the last few days. Trying to find what he said, what he did to make her upset or... No, it couldn't be, could it? But as he watched her again, he realized, she seemed scared, like a prey avoiding the predator... He decided to wait until she was completely alone to find out what was going on that beautiful head of hers. He turned around and could have sworn he heard her sigh of relief.

He had been waiting for hours for the time, carefully avoiding her, leaving her time to be and hoping for her to let her guard down and go somewhere alone. And she did, and he followed her in the copy room where he had now been standing for a few minutes. He decided he had watched enough. He got in the room, closed and locked the door behind him and said:

"You're avoiding me!"

"Oh, hmm Fi... Governor, you scared me!" She all but jumped in the air and brought her hand to her chest to calm her pacing heart.

"You're avoiding me" he repeated, walking closer to her.

As she had been doing all day, she moved away from him, walking around a desk to put some distance between them. "I was not... I... Hmm.. I have been busy!"

She was lying; he could tell she was lying because she wouldn't look him in the eyes, pretending instead to tidy a few papers on the desk.

Not at all deterred by her behavior, Fitz walked around the desk and followed her when, once again, she tried to put some distance between them.

"You're always busy, but you always have the time for morning sex, or at least a few kisses or a hello. Today, you're avoiding me. Why?"

She started to breathe harder and Fitz watched as her chest started heaving. And was that a sight he liked!

"I don't know what you are talking about Governor. As you know, we have a busy schedule, Sally is still ahead of us and we need to find a new angle to promote you." She was talking fast, too fast, still not looking at him.

"That's bullshit and you know it!" He was starting to get aroused by this cat and mouse game with her. "You can do that in your sleep! You're Olivia Fucking Pope, you're brilliant and I know that is not what is bothering you, so talk to me!"

He was still walking after her, while she desperately tried to appear to be focusing on work, but knew she was failing. He knew her and she knew he knew her and couldn't hide from him.

She tried again "Governor, I assure you, I'm fine, just working. I..."

"Stop!" He interrupted her softly

"Gov..." She tried again.

"Stop" he said again, this time cornering her between a cabinet and the wall. He raised his hand to touch her but she pushed him away and exclaimed "I can't do this!"

Fitz was taken aback and looked at her confused. But she continued before he had time to ask any questions.

"I'M SORE OK! My body is sore!" She screamed frustratingly at him.

As surprise settled down, a smug, satisfied smirk appeared on his face. One that she wanted to slap away, but also, if she was being honest, that made her want him. Badly!

"Don't laugh Fitzgerald, that's not funny! How do you even still get it up! 3 times every evening and twice every morning! That's not humanly possible!"

"Aww Sweet baby! I'm sorry! Come here." He chuckled and took her in his arms and slowly rubbed her back while she snuggled closer in his chest inhaling the smell that was all him, masculine yet soft. She felt her body relax just from being in his arms. He started to move his arms from her back to her shoulders, massaging them softly, while still apologizing, his smile audible in his voice.

"But seriously, have you seen yourself recently? Can you blame me?" He whispered in her ear.

She laughed at that and raised her head to peck him softly on the lips. That was a mistake. The hand that was on her shoulder went to the back of her neck and the other went to the small of her back, while he kept their lips connected.

He was trying to deepen the kiss, his tongue seeking entrance to her firmly closed lips.

She moaned and tore her lips away from him "Fitz, stop! I really can't..."

"Shh baby, let me take care of you. Sit back and relax!" He said as he pushed her to sit on the couch.

"Fitz, please!" She whimpered

"Come on baby! I'll do all the work. I just want to apologize and you know I'm a man of action more than words." He said as he gently unbuttoned her blouse and smoothed his hand on her flat stomach.

"Fitz, really! I don' think my body can take much mo..."

"Quiet!" He said more assertively as he unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down her legs. "I'm going to make you feel good. This is all for you so stop talking and enjoy!" He massaged her thighs and kissed her softly nibbling at her lips.

He moved his right hand higher and started caressing her center through her panties. She gasped and he took the opportunity to slid his tongue in her mouth and started playing with hers while still softly but more insistently rubbing his fingers on her quickly dampening underwear.

She moaned in his mouth and he smiled against her lips before slowly moving his lips to her jaw planting soft kisses along her neck to her ear finding the spot he knew she liked and sucking on it, hard enough to earn a moan but not enough to leave a mark.

He then moved his mouth back to her throat while moving his hand inside her panties and gently rubbing circles on her clit. He kissed around he breasts before softly taking her left nipple in his mouth and moaning as he felt her start to writhe under his ministrations. He moved to the other breast that was begging for his attention all the while moving his fingers between her lower lips. Not penetrating her just yet, just spreading the moisture already there.

She started moaning louder and he moved his other hand to her mouth giving her his fingers to suck, which she welcomed hungrily moving her tongue around them.

He slid her panties down her smooth toned legs and kissed his way back up her legs until he was nuzzling her center. He inhaled deeply and groaned "You smell so fucking good"

"Fitz…" She whispered. But her words were lost as he gave her a long tasting lick and hummed in satisfaction before sucking her clit in his mouth. He repeated the movement a few times before moving his finger to her entrance, teasing her.

Her legs started to tremble and he moved them around his shoulders securing them with his free arm. When he finally moved his finger inside her, she bucked her hips against him and moaned helplessly. That turned him on even more, and he desperately wanted to take off his uncomfortable pants and take her right there. But he talked himself out of it. This was about her, she needed to be taken care of and he was the only one able to do that. He wanted to be the only one able to do that. He wanted to show her how much she meant to him.

He started moving his finger faster while writing his name on her clit with his tongue. At this point, she was panting, not able to come up with coherent sentences. "Uhh… Yes... Right he... Fi-fi… Don't… I-I can't…" She tried to get away from his torturous mouth but the hold he had on her lips prevented her from doing so. So she did the next best thing and started rubbing her pussy on his face, looking for the release, she desperately needed.

Her wanton display spurred him on and he added another finger, moving them faster and faster, while never stopping sucking on her clit. He felt her release before she even did. Her walls starting to clamp on his fingers, her breaths getting shorter, her mouth getting filthier "Fuck Fitz! Don't… Fuck! I'm gonna co… Oh my god! I'm close!"

And with one final suck Fitz moved a third finger inside her and felt her climax, her juices flooding his hand and he licked every drop of it while she came down from her high.

He kissed his way back up to her face and she hungrily devoured his lips moaning as she tasted herself on them.

Fitz pulled away and looked at her flushed face, still amazed at how this woman filled him up with joy every time. Their eyes met, he smiled, kissed her again and curled her up in his arms. After a few moments, her breathing came back to normal. She smiled and said "Apology accepted!"

There you have it! Please let me know what you think!

Cheers!