Olitz Fic Update: May 21-27

We hope your week went well! Lots of updates, including some debuts and closing chapters. 

A friendly reminder - these stories are here because the authors wanted to create and share. We appreciate the time and effort of all who write, beta, etc. There’s no obligation to read every story,  but respectful/constructive feedback and encouragement goes a long way. 

Happy Reading!


Beyond The Game: Chapter 9 (M) - Ivy Amor / @ivymiamor

Pas De Deux: Chapter 9 (M) - @iwrite4olitz

Temptation (M) - musesofthemind / @musesoftheminds


Be My Downfall: Chapter 22 (M) - EbonyBeach / @babybemydownfall

Fitz and Olivia’s Scandalous Love: Chapter 4 (K) - RavenHollow

Take Me Out To The Ball Game: Chapter 3 (M) - @lynalexandria

The Unexpected: Chapter 13 (M) - Tami07

We Can Figure It Out: Chapter 44 (M) - Sucker4Scandal


A Certain Romance: Chapter 6 (M) - FitzgeraldGrant

Miracle On Hope Street: Chapter 29 (T) - Da Princes and Me’s / @scandalmistress

Tri-Olitz: Chapter 10 (M) - Reader575 / @reader575la

Weekend Fiancee: Chapter 10 (M) - anonolitz


My Secret: Chapter 5 (K) - FG3OP16

Olitz AU One Shots: Chapter 8 (T) - Reader575 / @reader575la

Some Other Me: Chapter 45 (M) - almostfamousoxo / @songbirdstrivestothrive

The Game Chose Me (M) - Ivy Amor / @ivymiamor


My Life My Love: Chapter 17 (M) - dafney64

Part Of Your World: Chapter 13 (T) - Da Princes and Me’s / @scandalmistress

Thank You Dr. Pope: Chapter 50 (M) - Hydrangeasia

This Is My Life: Chapter 16 (M) - dafney64


America’s Hero: Chapter 27 (T) - rachgreengeller

Long Live: Chapter 9 (M) - LiveInLoveAndLaughter

Ordinary People: Chapter 4 (M) - MyLoversPrayer

Power or Love (K+) - olitzalltheway

The Look: Chapter 12 (M) -  loveoverpride / @lovesbiggerthanpride


Lady of the Lake: Chapter 27 (M) - dafney64

Random One Shots: Chapter 24 (M) - Tami07 

Snippets of Life: Chapter 8 (T) - MichelleMiao12 / @aspiringnovelist

I want to write an AU Olitz fic where Olivia is Fitz’s daughter’s new soccer coach. They bump heads because he thinks Olivia is way too hard on his kid, and she thinks he’s an overbearing, sensitive soccer dad. Not really angsty, but there’s tension and arguments and locker room hanky panky. 

Okay, but I’m also trying to write an AU where Olivia and Fitz have middle school daughters who are best friends. He’s newly seperated and she’s never been married. At first it’s nothing serious, just two parents who carpool and gripe about an overbearing PTA and the rising costs of private school education. They’re brought closer together after an accident during an overnight field trip. They try to resist their attraction for the sake of their girls’ friendship (middle school is awkward, teen girls are hard, and they want to give them stability), but it’s way harder than they imagined. 


New Scandal Fic up! 

Executive Orders: Summary:  Remember “The Plan” Fitz presented to Mellie in S2X22? What if Fitz & Olivia had actually implemented it as they moved forward into his re-election campaign? What new challenges & opportunities would it bring to their relationship as they journey towards the light? This story is also a semi-sequel to my previous Scandal story, Even Lovers Drown. Hope y’all enjoy. 

Olitz Fic Update: April 8-14

Happy Saturday!  There are some new stories on this list, as well as a couple that are now complete - check ‘em out!  Also, we got some beautiful pictures and clips that filled our Olitz hearts, so we’re sure that there will be lots of goodies next week as well. If we have missed any titles, please inbox/DM us, so we can adjust the update. Thanks! 


Then & Now: Chapter 4 (M) - @labellebeaucoup

The Right Thing (T) - AgentRez / @democrattotheend

Time Won’t Tell: Chapter 3 (T) - AgentRez / @democrattotheend


Waves: Chapter 1 (M) - DesperateRomantic

When You Least Expect It: Chapters 40, 41, 42 (M) - Smith39440 


Downfall: Chapter 1 (T) - @labellebeaucoup

Knights Ferry: Chapter 18 (M) - @lynalexandria

Love And Art: Chapter 24 (M) - Starfish81 / @eatpraylove96 

Nature V Nurture: Chapter 11 (M) - Starfish81 / @eatpraylove96

The Unexpected: Chapter 3 (M) - Tami07

Vision: Chapter 1 (M) - Hydrangeasia


Fate Stepped In: Chapter 31 (T) - kkimberly49

Love Me In A Special Way: Chapter 2 (T) - loveoverpride / @lovesbiggerthanpride

Second Chances: Chapter 16 (T) - kkimberly49


Breath Of Fresh Air: Chapter 25 (T) - Da Princes and Me’s / @scandalmistress

Class A: Chapter 1 (M) - @labellebeaucoup

For The Love Of An Officer: Chapter 1 (M) - ReallyAnastasia

Random One Shots: Chapter 13 (M) - Tami07

Some Other Me: Chapter 38 (M) - almostfamousoxo / @songbirdstrivestothrive


Moving Forward: Chapter 25 (T) - kz4valentina

Not Her Father’s Daughter: Chapter 11 (T) - JustChilOut

This Is My Life: Chapters 11, 12 (M) - dafney64

We Can Figure It Out: Chapter 35 (M) - Sucker4Scandal 

Worth It: Chapter 12 (M) - Parker19

anonymous asked:

Omg you write olitz as well? I LOVE your bawson stuff and I haven't read any good olitz fic in a while so that's super exciting ❤ Could you maybe write some stolen moments from the campaign trail? Either from when they were already together or still fighting the attraction? Love yaaa

I do, nonny. Olitz was my first love. I’ve got a ton of fic on my ff.net page.

A/N: It’s literally been so long since I’ve written for this ship so please forgive my rustiness lol. But it feels good to be back in these Olitz streets. I’ve missed my babies so very much. And the latest stuff I’ve seen from lurking is EVERYTHING. All I can say is there is a God and they’ve rewarded my patience with this ship!

Olivia smiled when she spotted Fitz amid the chaos of the campaign bus. He sat on the second to last row of seats, his reading glasses perched on his nose as he frowned at the newspaper. She walked to the last row and leaned on the back of the unoccupied seat beside him.

“Scarlet,” she said, capturing his attention.

He turned away from her, pushed his glasses up his nose. “What?”

“Fourteen down. The color of sinful correspondence,” she replied, pointing at the crossword puzzle. “The answer is scarlet as in The Scarlet Letter.”

Fitz smiled as he filled it in then looked at her shyly, sheepishly gestured to the seat beside him. Olivia took it but nearly leapt to her feet when their knees touched as he shifted to show her the puzzle. He commented, “I’m much better at sudoku.”

“So I see.” She laughed as she took the puzzle and his pencil, filling in some blank answers and correcting some wrong ones.

Fitz made a show of leaning over to look at her answers but the scent of lilies and lemons wafting off her made his vision cloudy. He didn’t realize he was making small circles on her knee until she placed her hand atop his to still its movements.

“Sorry,” he murmurs. “It’s just nice to be close to someone who doesn’t immediately move away from me.”

“We promised not to go there. Just friends, remember?”

“Just friends don’t look at each other like we do.”

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Uptight (Everything's Alright)...

How stunning Olivia looked, her dark skin, contrasted against the crystal clear water, her wet shirt, clinging to every defining curve on that delicious body of hers. How Fitz longed to touch her, hold her, make love to her again… and now she was here, right before him, in this scenic place. Someone needed to pinch him cause he was sure this was a dream.

Sighing as she slid deeper into the cooling bath, Olivia glanced around the large open air room. She’d never seen such an open, yet very private room. It was constructed of four rooms, varying in size. The living area, dining area, and sleeping section were the largest, leaving the smaller section for bathing and dressing. Brightly colored rugs, with Mayan and Aztec prints covered the entire floor of the room. Entering the room, she’d caught a glimpse of the large ornate bed. It was circular and sat high on a pewter frame that rose above the bed itself in large carved posters, situated at both the head and the foot of the bed. The bed was encircled with a large white gossamer mosquito net; it gave it an aura of a Sultan’s tent, more so than a bed in a hacienda in Mexico. Olivia had never seen anything like it. Everything inside the room was simple, light and airy, yet exquisite.

Her stomach grumbled as she caught a whiff of a scrumptious smell, coming from the direction of the kitchen…"Liv, come on, it’s going to get cold, and I made your favorite…” Not only was Fitz a devilishly handsome man, a smooth dancer, and a beast of a lover, he was also an exceptionally good cook. “Ah, a man after my own heart…Coming darling.”

After a superb meal, Fitz poured the last of the white wine into their glasses, and led Olivia out onto the front porch that faced the ocean.
“That was incredible,” Olivia said as she rubbed her stomach. Feeling fully satisfied, she took her glass and laid out in the large hammock, facing Fitz.

Nursing a nice buzz, she was happy, almost giddy, with not a care in the world. Fitz walked over, got into the hammock with Olivia, and began to tickle her. She laughed as he roamed her body, in search of the perfect spot that would send her over the edge with laughter. As she wiggled to get free from his relentless assault, her robe rode up her back side, exposing her perfectly shaped butt - it was magnificent. Fitz loved everything about Olivia, from the top of her head to the soles of her perfectly shaped feet, which were impeccably pedicured. She was flawless… but his favorite feature was her butt. It was all he could think of after their first meeting at the studio, it had fascinated him, he had become obsessed with it. The way it looked in those skin tight work out pants, etc. He was thankful for his height advantage, because it allowed him to look over her shoulder and at her back side as they were dancing. She had turned him into a butt man and it was all he could think about.

“Don’t move…please”
“What, do I have something on my bottom? What is it?
“Shhhh, just be still, I want to…” Fitz leaned in closer and kissed, ever so gently, Olivia’s right butt cheek. "Liv, do you remember that night we played that game…Do you remember what the wager was?"…He said as he kissed her other butt cheek. Olivia let out a small moan, “mmm, yeah, something about winner gets their hearts desire.”
Fitz wet his lips and leaned in to lick up and down the crevasse between Olivia perfectly rounded globes…she let out a muted cry. "Yes, that’s correct. Well, since I was the winner, that would mean that tonight I can have my heart’s desire.”
“OH…?” Olivia could hardly think straight, with Fitz touching, licking, and squeezing her backside, but she vividly recalled that night. It had been the first time that they had explored each other, not making love, just allowing themselves the freedom to openly feel each other’s bodies, without the fear of getting caught by the cameras. It was then that Olivia suspected that Fitz wanted more than to touch her in that area, he really wanted to explore it, in more ways than one. And from the looks of Fitz Jr., that was not going to be a pleasant experience. But tonight she was in no condition to deny Fitz anything, after all he did win, fair and square…
“Come on, let’s go inside…”

Olivia’s heart dropped and her guts turned. She thought it would be too painful. But she did not want to disappoint Fitz, not tonight. It had been so perfect until now, why did this have to happen now. Fitz sensed Olivia’s apprehension. “Relax baby, come here.” They walked into the outside stone shower; gently he backed her up against the cool sandstone wall. He turned on the warm water and slowly under the falling stream he kissed her. For a moment, Olivia lost her breath. She could no longer feel her feet, it was as if she was floating in mid-air. His arms, those strong arms had lifted her up and onto his engorged manhood. To say that Fitz was well endowed was an understatement. It had taken some getting used to his size, but by now, she could accommodate him completely. They made love under the moonlight. Fitz was the perfect lover, gentle and loving when she needed him to be, rough and hard, when she wanted it. Their bodies were in perfect harmony. It’s as if God had created him just to please her. He knew every erogenous zone on her body, and he made each one sing with every well orchestrated beat of his cock.

Olivia stepped out the shower, walking into the adjacent open room, she grabbed a towel as she sat on chaise lounge to dry herself off. As she put her robe on, Fitz quickly kissed her, taking by the hand, he led her to a small stool that sat in the center of the bedroom.
Olivia watched Fitz pull a hairbrush and a large deep red scarf from the overnight bag he brought. He dropped the scarf into her lap and began brushing her slightly damp hair.
“Mmmmm….that feels good.” Her head tilted forward. “I can’t remember the last time someone brushed my hair.”
His strokes remained deep and long as he pulled the brush through her thick hair slowly and methodically. He watched her head fall forward. “Liv, do you know what the word “tantra” means?”
His voice was as soothing as the strokes. The combination of both seemed to have a lulling affect on her. She answered easily and honestly. “Mmmm…yes. It means “woven together.” She was having trouble keeping her eyes open. “Are you trying to put me to sleep?”
“No baby, far from it.” He pulled the brush down the side of her head. The hair was nearly dry. Fitz knew Olivia had practiced yoga and other forms of meditation, but he had no idea how far she’d gone. For the last three months he had submerged himself in the subject, reading every book he could find in anticipation of this day. He wanted to make sure everything was right, it was imperative that Olivia was relaxed and Fitz knew that yoga and meditation were the only things that would accomplish that. Given the extremeness of their lovemaking tonight, it was imperative that mind and body were relaxed.. “Do you know what the “right hand” and “left hand” are?”
Her mind began drifting. “Hmmm…they are the two paths of tantra yoga.”
“The “right hand” is a more meditational or monogamous rite, while the “left hand” is used in groups.” Olivia’s body began to slump slightly.
Fitz watched her slump forward. “Liv, can you hear me.” When she nodded, he continued. “Have you every practiced either?”
“No, I’ve only read about them.” She sighed as he put the brush down and began massaging her scalp. Her eyes focused on the vibrant scarf.
His fingers began drawing deep circles over her scalp, moving from the nape to the hairline at her forehead and moving wide to her temples, circling lightly this time. Reaching for the scarf, he tied it snuggly around her eyes, speaking directly into her ear.
Engulfed by a sudden feeling of disorientation, Olivia pulled at the blindfold. “What the hell, Fitz, I can’t see a thing!”
“Shhh…I’m right here.” Fitz took hold of her hands and helped her stand. Moving her slowly to the bed, he spoke softly. “I want us to experience pure feeling…not so much the orgasm, but the intense feelings leading up to the orgasm. Are you open?”
Allowing his voice to calm her, Fitz had been the only man that she had ever given up complete control. Although she was scared, she trusted him, she knew that he would never do anything to harm her. Unable to find her voice, she nodded.
Pushing his hand into the opening of her robe, Fitz cupped one of her breasts, weighing the smooth, silky caramel orb in his hand. He tightened his grip almost painfully. “Do you understand what I want to do, Olivia? I need to hear your answer. Are you open to the experience?”
Olivia spoke softly…hesitantly as he continued to tighten his hold on her breast, pinching the sensitive nipple. “Ye…yes. I understand, it hurts and I am bit scared, but I’m open!” Leaning her head back against his chest, she gave in. “Completely.”
“Good girl.” FItz removed his hand. Smoothing her hair back, he planted a kiss on her forehead before moving away. He circled her slowly, watching her for a moment.

Olivia reached out to find what she couldn’t see. Her voice quiet, she asked. “Where are you?”
“Close.” He stood quietly still watching her. He could tell she was feeling uncomfortable, Olivia was not a person who was used to standing still, but he wanted her to realize the depth of the feeling. Grasping the loose sides of Olivia’s robe, he untied the sash and let it fall from her shoulders, leaving her naked with only a blindfold. He watched as her expression quickly changed, "Are you uncomfortable?”
Olivia didn’t know what to say. So she simply remained silent, a first for her, Fitz thought.
“Answer me.” Fitz moved to sit on the edge of the bed. He waited patiently for her answer.
Olivia turned her face in the direction of his voice. “Yes.”
“Yes what?” Fitz pushed.
“Yes, I feel uncomfortable. I can’t see you…naked, very naked and hate that I can’t see you…but you can see every inch of me.” Olivia breathed. She was no stranger to this sort of pseudo S&M play, but something in Fitz’ voice took it beyond erotic, he had awakened all of her senses, his touch was her only lifeline to existence.
“And you feel?” Fitz pushed to the answer he was looking for.
Reluctantly she answered, “I feel vulnerable.”
Fitz moved silently, standing behind her, he reached around and grasped her chin. Gently twisting her head sideways, he lowered his mouth to taste her lips, sucking the bottom slightly longer then the top. Leaving her lips he drew his tongue slowly up the delicate line of her jaw.
Olivia caught her breath at the sudden sensation. Without her sight, she seemed to be sensitive to every touch and gesture. Senses on edge, trying to figure out what was coming next. “Fitz…”
“Shhh…don’t speak…just feel. Don’t think…just allow. Don’t move…just experience.” Starting at the nape of her neck, Fitz trailed gentle kisses down her spin. Kneeling behind her, Fitz caressed and molded the smooth mounds of her full buttocks. How he had dreamed of this moment, holding her like this. His soft caresses quickly becoming firm. Without warning his lips replaced his hands.
Olivia’s gasp was like the sound of a pin dropping in the silence. Fitz quieted her once again. “No sounds, baby…not yet. Right now you need to concentrate on feeling.” At her nod, he continued his physical worship, sucking the supple skin of each cheek, leaving dark, purplish, love marks that would last for days. Rubbing his teeth across the soft, brown flesh, Fitz bit down slightly, causing Olivia to shiver slightly, her breathing changing from rapid to erratic. Massaging the flesh one last time, Fitz gave Olivia instructions. “Slow your breathing. Breathe with me. In…out…in…out…in…out.”

Once her breathing matched his, Fitz continued tasting. Drawing his tongue slowly up her spine until he once again stood behind her…chest to back, groin to bottom, lips to head and neck. Pulling her back against his chest, he swung her up into his arms and carried her over to the bed. With his knees braced on the edge of the bed, he laid her in the center. “Don’t move.” He whispered. Leaving the bed he went to the overnight bag again. Removing four large scarves and a small bottle of oil from the bag, Fitz returned to the bed with his bounty.
Removing his robe, Fitz joined Olivia on the bed. Turning her over to lie on her stomach FItz straddled her hips, and leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “Are you open?” As he spoke, he spread her arms wide and pushed them above her head.
Olivia’s mind was on the weight of Fitz sitting on her hips. She had to concentrate in order to give him one simple answer. “Yesss.”
He spoke his intentions, the desires that he had held secret ever since they had met. “I want you tied, blindfolded and face down.” As he spoke he knotted a scarf securely around each of her wrists. Taking the free end of the scarves he double knotted them to hidden bars in the elaborate frame. Moving down to her ankles, he spread her legs wide and taking the last two scarves, repeated the previous actions. Sitting back, he stared at her body. Her body was left open to him. His eyes savored the delicate, pink folds of her hidden passage.

Her mind was reeling…she was wide open and vulnerable to him. Without sight, she could only imagine, wholly feel every touch and every movement.
Lying down next to her, he watched as she tried to come to grips with her body’s bondage and her own mental and physical vulnerabilities. Using a single finger, he followed the same path his tongue had taken not long ago. Moving slowly, he traced the crease that separated her firm buttocks, watching her body shiver as his digit slipped lower, still finding the nether lips that guarded the paradise he sought. “Shhh…just feel.” Fitz murmured. As he separated the dark, pouty lips, he uncovered the swollen, quivering, pink nub hidden there. Teasing the nub he pinched and worked it into arousal. Leaving the nub, Fitz circled the lush opening before pushing a single finger into her inch by slow inch until it was completely buried inside of her.

Holding his finger there, he leaned into her ear. “Feel me, here…inside you.” He pulled his finger out to the tip, adding a second as he pushed back into her dark passage. Repeating the actions in an age old rhythm, he added a third finger. Pushing in and out, he aroused her body and set her mind aflame, his own body already on edge…hard and erect. He used the same breathing technique; he coached to keep from spilling his seed over both of them.
She couldn’t move. Her lungs were tightening against the air moving in and out of them. Her panting came in time to the rhythm Fitz’s fingers set. Her whimpering was uncontrollable as her excitement grew, and then suddenly, his fingers stopped moving. She waited…it was all she could do. Wait and feel. She turned her thoughts inward. She concentrated on the electric thrumming of her tortured nerve endings. She could feel the muscles in her lower body clinching in aroused spasms.
“Calm your breathing. Breathe slowly. Feel my fingers filling you, Liv…touching you. Feel them moving in and out.” His fingers began moving once again. “Breathe slowly. In…out…in…out.” He increased the rhythm. “Feel them moving faster…your nerves tightening. I can feel you clenching. Relax and breathe. The goal is feeling, not orgasm. Slow and deliberate, just feel the rhythm of the movement.”

Olivia slowed her breathing and relaxed her muscles. She didn’t bother to speak. She followed Fitz’s instructions and concentrated on the feeling of his fingers, on the feeling of fullness. She focused on the friction his movement caused. She bit down on the moan that fought to escape her throat. How could a man hold such sway over her mind and body?
Fitz pulled his fingers free, slowly. Caressing the perfect cheeks of round buttocks, he inserted one wet finger. Pushing gently into the channel he was about to initiate. “Have you ever accepted a man here, Olivia?”
Pulled from her breathing task, she was startled into answering. “No, I haven’t. I don’t think I’d like it much.“
“You will. You’ll have to work past the discomfort. I’ll be here with you as always. Are you open? I won’t ask again,” Fitz asked, his finger moving deeper. He could tell by the tensing and jerking movement, Olivia was unaccustomed to the invasion and didn’t find it pleasant. Because her senses were still so heightened, the discomfort was minor.
“Yesss,” she whispered the word, her mind on the invasion.
“There is no going back, Liv. I’ll try not to hurt you, you know I would never do that, but you know that there will be some pain. It is part of the goal,” Fitz instructed.

“You’re insane, but….all right.”

“For a man the pain comes from the retention of our natural orgasms. That is why the man and woman must meditate as one…make their individual battles one.” Working his finger in and out slowly, Fitz prepared her entrance for his erection. Only a half an hour had passed since they had last made love, but as soon as he saw her naked, sprawled out before him, he was instantly erect, he had been holding it ever since. She had no idea, but his pain had already begun.
Pulling his finger free, Fitz reached for a pillow and the bottle of oil he’d taken from the bag. Lifting her slightly by the waist, Fitz slid the pillow underneath Olivia’s hips, using it to adjust her bottom up. Pouring a quarter size amount of the heating oil in his palm, he rubbed it over his entire erection. Coating two fingers, he teased her opening once again. He pushed his fingers deep making sure the channel was well lubricated.

Olivia hadn’t expected the oil, let alone the instant heat that it brought to her insides. She instantly pulled against the scarves when his fingers pushed steadily into her, working ruthlessly to widen her entry. Tightening against the invasion, she bit down against the moan that threatened to escape - loosing the battle when he mounted her from behind and carefully pushed the head of his erection into her tight passage. Pulling back, he paused a moment before pushing deeper.
Leaning over her, Fitz whispered, “Don’t focus on the pain. Feel the fullness.” He repeated the movements, pushing in and pulling out carefully pass her tightening walls until he was completely in. Lying full length across her body, Fitz let his full weight pin her down. His body still, Fitz could feel her passage gripping and releasing him. His own body throbbed in a rhythm that was natural to both him and Liv.

Olivia breathed steadily pass the burning sensation until she became accustomed to his enormous size. She could feel her rear channel stretching, widening to accommodate him. He seemed larger somehow, if that were humanly possible. Concentrating on the strong throbbing of his erection, she relaxed and allowed her body to accept him completely. His weight, pinning her down became more of an animalistic arousal then mere male on female sexual domination. He was now so deeply inside her, their bodies were throbbing in unison, so much so that she could not tell where she ended and he began. She did the only thing she could do…breathe.

They lay that way…as one for what seemed to both as a small eternity; learning the feel of one another, breathing as one entity, he in…her out. It wasn’t long before Olivia realized that movement was not necessary for an arousal.
Fitz let the full onslaught of arousal, wash over him. “Do you feel them?” he whispered in her ear. “The feelings…their intensity?” She finally understood the union he’d sought - this feeling of fullness, oneness and immeasurable arousal. Always understanding pain, Olivia embraced the discomfort- now edging into pleasure- as Fitz once again began to move in and out of her body.
Lifting his weight from her, he placed one hand on each side her head, his knees on the mattress and began pumping forcefully…ruthlessly. Steeped in mindless ecstasy, Fitz continued his assault, his mind now on Olivia and her mounting orgasm. He slowed his thrust, coming to a full stop. “Lesson one is complete and now for lesson two…full release. I’m going to fuck you the way I need to. The way I’ve been dreaming about since the first moment I laid eyes on you.”

His words adding to her aroused senses, Olivia gasped, and Fitz began thrusting again. For the first time in her life she was about to have an orgasm from anal sex. Every muscle in her body constricted as he thrust in and out of her rear passage as though it had been made solely for him. She could only feel and accept as he worked her body into a frenzy of orgasmic lust, the now dulling pain adding sharply to the pleasure. Combing his fingers through her thick hair, Fitz used his leverage to press Olivia’s face into the mattress.
Accepting his domination over her again, Olivia gave into the light headedness of air deprivation. Fighting against her bonds, Olivia tried pushing her hips into his. The lack of air, the painful tug of the scarves, and the constant pounding into her rear channel was all she could take.

Lifting his hand from her head, Fitz allowed Olivia to turn her face to the side for air, before returning his hold to her head. Leaning over her as he pounded into her body, his voice penetrated her hazed mind. “Let it, take it, give in to it completely… Scream for me baby!” And as the tension broke and rapture took hold of her, Olivia did just that, screaming Fitz’s name as she came.
Pulling from her pulsing body, Fitz rolled as quickly as his heavily aroused body would allow him. Coming to the edge of the bed, he used the clean cloth and bowl of fresh water that he’d snuck in after he had blindfolded Olivia, to cleanse himself. Finishing, he moved back to where Olivia lie, still in the throws of her orgasm, her body gyrating against her bonds. The sight almost sent him into release.

Giving her no chance to adjust, Fitz positioned himself behind her once more, rubbing his throbbing erection against her soft, damp folds, enjoying Olivia’s attempts to push back against him. Bending forward, his lips lightly grazed the sensitive nape of her neck, then adding his weight to his movements, “You want more?” Fitz whispered. Olivia could only manage a nod. Fitz smiled as he thrust powerfully into her begging body, seating himself completely. He withdrew slowly, filled her again, thrusting in long, slow strokes, nudging deep. The largeness of him stirred the same nerve endings that were still in the throes of the previous torturous orgasm.

Barely catching her breath, Olivia’s whimpers filled the open room, which still held remnants of her past screams. Though her body was trying to calm itself, she was still so dizzyingly aroused, hot, achy, and needy. As her body fought to calm itself, she felt yet another orgasm building.

Fitz filled her, almost lazily, covering the silky flesh of her neck and shoulders in tiny, open mouthed kisses intermingled with love bites. Small, broken sounds escaped her lips with each slow thrust of his erection. The small sounds became steady cries as his continued to thrust and withdraw, inch by excruciating inch. His weight and her bonds prevented her from changing or controlling the pace.
Unable to move more than her wrists and ankles, Olivia lay helpless as Fitz slammed into her wet body, the heavy weight of his testicles slapping against her tender bottom, arousing her rear channel all over again. Suddenly images behind the blindfold filled her mind in bright colors. She wanted to be filled completely…every orifice. She wanted to see him filling her…fucking her. His large hand found her face, caressing and tracing her lips before inserting a finger between them. She stroked it with her tongue, closing her lips over the firm digit and sucking it fully into her mouth.

The wet, hot suction of her mouth and the wet, hot suction of her dark passage drove him mercilessly. “You like this…me inside you like this.” He punctuated his words with thrusts. Removing his finger from her mouth, he gripped a handful of her thick dark hair, pulling her head back towards him.
Tied, blind folded and helpless, her body his to brutally command, she could only respond. “Yesss…Yessss! Please Fitz…please!”
“Please what, baby?” Fitz tightened his hold on her hair and pushed deeper into her body…right to the hilt. It just wasn’t enough, this penetration. He wanted his balls inside her, too, and even that wouldn’t be enough!
“I need to cum. Please let me cum, Fitz.” She breathed, her body held on the edge of orgasmic bliss.

“All right, baby.” Fitz cupped Olivia’s head and adjusted it so that he had easy access to her mouth. Capturing her lips, his tongue thrust deeply, matching the deep thrust of his hips. Plunging his thick, hard erection deeply again, he held, grinding his hips in circles against her bottom, pumping into her. God, the man was incredible, those hips moved like well oiled pistons. Fitz wasn’t kidding when he said he was a fantastic lover. Fighting her bonds, Olivia tried again to push against him. He deepened the kiss, his tongue plunging in tempo with his lower body, both driving into her.
The tension gripping her body suddenly exploded. Flooding her with an orgasm so intense it was more painful than pleasurable. This orgasm was deeper, it pulsed at the very core of her soul. Fitz continued ramming into Olivia’s body, working against the orgasmic spasms that caused the walls of her vagina to grip and milk his erection. Giving in to the sexual haze that now controlled him, Fitz released his seed into her, in a forceful flood of liquid heat, sending Olivia into another round of spasms. Relaxing his weight fully upon her, Fitz enjoyed the feel of her body under his, helplessly convulsing around his still semi-aroused penis.
Held down by his body, Olivia screamed Fitz’s name again as she came. She realized that the process of relinquishing control and literally trusting a man blindly with your body, your safety, and your very life, was a soul-stirring event. She knew she’d never be the same. She’d given Fitz something she’d never given another person…complete control of her mind, body, and spirit. She realized she liked it.

The room now held the sounds of the two lovers’ heavy breathing, his body still joined to hers and her limbs still tied to his, Fitz’s weight pressing her into the mattress. As they both began into fall into unconscious, Liv heard Fitz whisper. “You were amazing…I hope you now understand the difference between a man who is controlling and one who is in control…I love you, Olivia Pope.”
He was right, he had taken control, but it had been a mutual thing, he had given her the freedom to choose, and it had felt amazing. Although Olivia was not quite ready to say those three little words out loud, the words that would forever change the dynamics of their relationship, fusing their lives together forever, after tonight, there was no doubt in her mind that she felt the same way…

Olitz Fanfic Updates: March 1-10

Happy Friday, everyone! We’re adding a new element to our blog - a weekly digest of new story updates. Today, we will include updates from the beginning of the month. Subsequent posts will include a 7-day period.  ** If we have missed a post, kindly message us and we will add. ** 

Please comment/review and send love to your friendly writers! 


Nature V Nurture (M) - Chapters 4, 5, 6, 7 : Starfish81 / @eatpraylove96

Thank You Dr. Pope (M) - Chapter 25: Hydrangeasia

Unconditional Love (M) - Chapter 1: Starfish81 / @eatpraylove96


Ours (M) - Chapter 37: LiveInLoveAndLaughter 

Ours (M) - Chapter 38: LiveInLoveAndLaughter

Thank You Dr. Pope (M) - Chapter 26: Hydrangeasia

Time Won’t Tell (K+) - Chapter 2: AgentRez

We Can Figure it Out (M) - Chapter 26 : Sucker4Scandal


Weekend Fiancee (M) - Chapter 6: anonolitz

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Daydream in Blue (T) - Chapter 2: F.F. Nightingale

Not Her Father’s Daughter (T) - Chapter 6: JustChilOut

Part Of Your World (T) - Chapter 12: Da Princes & Me’s / @scandalmistress

Snippets of Life (T) - Chapter 3: MichelleMiao 12


Love By Design (M) - Chapter 8: Hp2285 / @heather2285


It’s Going To Be Great (M) : LOVE. U. FOREVER / @wonderwoman2-23

Thank You Dr. Pope (M) - Chapter 27 : Hydrangeasia


Stay With You (M) - Chapter 7: DesperateRomantic


Thank You Dr. Pope (M) - Chapter 28: Hydrangeasia


Downfall (T) - Chapter 10: labellebecoup

We Can Figure It Out (M)  - Chapter 27: Sucker4Scandal


Executive Orders (M) - Chapters 7, 8, 9: MzMocha / @artsychica2012

Love & Marriage (M) - Chapters 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41: A.L. CARRINGTON 

Pas de Deux (M) - Chapter 7: @iwrite4olitz

Worth It (M) - Chapter 9: Parker19

mwunder5  asked:

Do you know of any good olitz fan fiction continuing from episode 2x08 Happy Birthday Mr. President


Here are titles we found from our Season 2 list. 

A Thousand Years by Da Princes and Me’s / @scandalmistress

Afire Love by @bonespixi

Cherry Stems by tore-my-yellow-dress

The Fall and Rise of President Grant by kkimberly49

Goodbye Mr. President by burtneymac95

I Love You by Pretty Girl 818

Olivia Cleans House by Reader575 / @reader575la

Secret Service Agent Musings by FresherThanYou

The Art of Longing by GSquare3

Waking Up by Dream215

Happy Reading! 

anonymous asked:

Welcome Back !! I wanted to ask you something about an update! But it's been along time since you wrote an Olitz fic ! Would you mind another chapter of ( Fire King ) Pretty Please? With cherry 🍒 in top!!

Hi, nonny!! It feels good to be back. As for Fire King, it’s kinda due another chapter so we can meet the olitz baby. I’ll see what I can do 😘

Independence - An Olitz Fanfic

Okay everyone, here is my little 4th of July Olitz fic. It was just a quick little something that came to mind. Hope you enjoy it. Happy 4th of July to everyone!!!


“Happy Independence Day, Ms. Pope” Olivia smiled at the greeting from the White House chef clad in semi-barbeque attire, his chef’s whites in addition to a festive red apron.

“Happy Independence Day to you, Jeremy” she returned, placing a turkey burger on her plate along with a healthy serving of potato salad. The south lawn was adorned with tables and all manner of activities for the annual 4th of July barbeque. Olivia surveyed the crowd, looking for Cyrus and James, but secretly hoping to catch a glimpse of Fitz.

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