The Rest of the Dream - Chapter One: Insomnia

The clock seemed to stand still and sleep refused to come. She had been working on her new television show for a week now and lack of sleep was starting to take its toll. She wasn’t sure why her sleep patterns had become so erratic. Was it the grueling 14 hour days, the pressure of landing her first role in a television show, or her upcoming audition schedule? Olivia wasn’t sure. She pulled her pillow closer to her and closed her eyes again willing sleep to come. It was 2:25 AM and she needed at least a few hours of rest if she hoped to perform well in her scenes the next day.

            He lay wide awake staring at the ceiling. He had a busy day the next day between filming his scenes for his television show and working with his business partner on their new restaurant. He was hopeful that the television show would be picked up for a second season and if his restaurant opening was a success it would make for a wonderful year for sure. He considered how lucky he was. He had always worked hard as a businessman and actor but the growing popularity of his show made him feel like his hard work was finally paying off.  He honestly enjoyed this job; he got to work side by side with some wonderful actors including Olivia Pope, a relatively new but extremely talented actress, and what guy didn’t want to play a CIA spy.  The only problem he seemed to be having was an absolute inability to sleep since they had started work on the show. He glanced at the clock which read 2:30 AM. He pulled a pillow over his head trying to block out his thoughts.  

X-X

            Fitz Grant rolled over and looked at his alarm clock. It was 5:00 AM; he stretched and slid from under the covers groaning when his feet hit the cool hardwood floor. He padded into the bathroom and turned on the water in the shower as hot as it would go. He brushed his teeth as he waited for the shower to heat up then looked at himself in the mirror. He felt like he looked old. He would be filming his first love scene with Olivia and he had hoped to look better than he did. Though he had only seen Olivia in the suits her character wore and the jeans and fitted sweaters she wore to the set he knew that he would have to start working out more. She was a beautiful young woman and he didn’t want to look like an old man next to her later that day.

            He stroked his abdomen wondering if she would be completely disappointed when she saw that he wasn’t a chiseled hard body. He hoped not. He turned from the mirror and climbed into the shower.

            Olivia woke to the sound of her alarm. She yawned as she walked to the bathroom and started the shower. It was the day of shooting her first love scene with Fitz and she was extremely nervous. She didn’t like the idea of being so exposed with so many people around. She knew that Fitz would try to help her and make her as comfortable as possible. He was really sweet, she thought, but she worried that her lack of experience would disappoint him. She slipped off her nightgown and climbed into the shower.

X-X

            Fitz, dressed in a form fitting pair of jeans and a sweater, climbed behind the wheel of his Jaguar convertible and headed for the set. Aviator sunglasses covered his deep blue eyes as he drove with the top down. He pulled into his parking spot with twenty minutes to relax before he had to be in hair and makeup. When he reached his trailer he put on his headphones and turned on his iPod then closed his eyes and lay back on the couch.

            Olivia was anxious as she pulled up in her Z4 convertible and walked quickly to her trailer. She wondered if he had arrived yet and if they should talk before it was time to shoot the scene. Deciding it was best to tell him how anxious she was before they were surrounded by a million cast and crew she walked to the trailer next to hers and knocked. 

“Fitz” she called when there wasn’t an answer. Still nothing so she checked to see if the door was locked, it wasn’t so she peered inside. All she could see was the top of his head, tousled brown curls. Olivia stepped inside and said his name again, “Fitz?” He didn’t answer so she moved a few steps closer, close enough to touch him. He was laying on his back in jeans that left little to the imagination, she thought, and his sweater had slipped up exposing a few inches of his chiseled abs. She tentatively reached for him and tapped his firm bicep. The contact startled him and Fitz jumped up pulling his headphones from his ears.

“Olivia, you scared me” he was breathing rapidly, “Did you need something?”

            Suddenly she felt awkward, how could she broach the topic without sounding like a complete amateur? She knew that he had questioned her ability to be the star of her own show with such little experience and she didn’t want to give him any more reason to doubt her but she needed him to know how nervous she was about the scene.

“Well, this might be silly but….” She stammered, “I mean, I guess….”

“What’s the matter Olivia?” he looked concerned.  He took her hands and helped her to the couch, retaking the seat next to her.

“Nothing is wrong…I mean, you know…”

            Fitz let out a small chuckle, he had never seen Olivia Pope flustered, it was kind of cute, he thought, “Take a deep breath and just say it.”

            He was so close to her and looking so intently into her eyes, she felt uncomfortable. She closed her eyes and blurted, “I’m scared about doing our love scene today.”

“Oh” her answer hadn’t been what he expected. He thought for a minute before replying, “You have nothing to be anxious about. I’ll be there and I’ll take care of you.”

“But the whole being nearly naked thing” her face was red and her hands felt like they were shaking just a bit, “and all of the people who will be around.”

“Just focus on me, pretend like it’s just us” Fitz’s smile was warm and calming. He took her hands in his. They felt so dainty compared to his large, strong hands.

“I’m sure you think it’s silly that I’m so nervous” she blushed again, “I hope I don’t screw up the scene.”

“Olivia” he had moved closer and his hands were stroking her upper arms, “There is no way you can screw it up. You’re a professional and you just need to think about it like any other scene. Be totally technical about it and your nerves will disappear.”

            With him sitting so close to her she couldn’t help but notice how blue his eyes were. She understood how a woman could get lost in them. Fitz was known for always having a beautiful woman on his arm and it was clear to her in that moment that he probably didn’t have to work very hard to get a woman.

“Okay, I’ll try to remember that” she whispered, still lost in thoughts of the blue eyes that seemed to be looking deep into her.

            Fitz had been close to Olivia before, they had done several scenes in which their characters almost kissed, but he had never noticed how perfect her features were.  He hadn’t noticed the scent of her perfume or how soft her skin was. He licked his lips unconsciously as he watched her mouth move when she spoke. She was a very pretty girl, he thought. So different from the women he usually escorted around town. They were flashy and publicity hungry, she was beautiful but not ostentatious. Fitz moved his hand to her cheek, running his fingers along her soft cheek then touching her hair.

“Olivia, you are really beautiful” he hadn’t meant to say it out loud and he began to pull his hand from her cheek.

“Fitz” her blush took on a more sultry hue. Then, without warning, her lips were on his, tentatively at first. It shocked him that she was kissing him. He blinked several times, sure that he must be dreaming or hallucinating from lack of sleep. But she was still there and he could still feel her lips brushing against his. He brought one hand to tangle in her hair while the other stroked her cheek gently. She shyly ran her tongue along his lips moaning slightly when he parted his lips and sucked on it lightly. The sound of her keening caused him to grip her tighter, pressing his mouth tighter against hers and joining their tongues.

            Fitz felt Olivia’s hand move to the back of his hair and tug just slightly. It was Fitz’s turn to moan. She kept telling herself that she must be dreaming, there was no way that this man who was such a star and could have any woman he wanted was kissing her. Maybe it was a pity kiss, she thought. Maybe he was just kissing her because he didn’t want her to mess up their scenes. She started to pull back but the hand on the back of her head held her mouth tighter against his. She reached down to touch the skin she had seen exposed below his sweater and his abs tightened at the touch of her small hand.

            He slid his hands down her sides until they found her waist. He slipped his hands just beneath her sweater feeling her flawless skin then ran them up her back. He reached the clasp of her bra but stopped. This wasn’t just some woman; this was Olivia, his co-star, his friend, and the person he’d just promised to protect. He pulled his mouth from hers and peppered kisses along her jaw then down her neck.

“Olivia, we can’t” he said, his voice thick with regret.

“Why?” she looked confused, “Don’t you do this all the time?”

“No” he answered quickly, “I mean, I date quite a bit” it was his turn to be flustered, “but you’re not just some woman I met. We have to work together, closely together.”

“And?”

“And I don’t want to ruin the show because you end up thinking I took advantage of you” he replied.

“Don’t you think I can make my own decisions about what I want and don’t want?” she sat up a little straighter but didn’t move away from him, “Don’t I get a say in what happens?”

“We just need to go out there and nail that scene” he needed them to talk about work so he didn’t kiss her again.

“We’re going to kiss in that scene” she observed.

“You’re right but a television kiss is much different than a romantic, passionate kiss,” he contended.

“Fine” she was embarrassed and a little hurt. Why didn’t he want to kiss her? She was pretty and no one had ever complained before. She straightened her sweater before she stood and rushed out of his trailer. She had managed to take a situation that would likely be difficult and make it nearly unbearable. Instead of going to her trailer she went to Abby’s trailer hoping her best friend could calm her nerves and cheer her up.

X-X

            The set was cleared of everyone except essential cast and crew. It was time to shoot their scene. It was set in a secluded cabin and would likely be technically difficult to shoot. Olivia sat in a chair with a robe wrapped around her scantily clad frame, Ugg boots keeping her feet warm. Fitz sat several feet away also in a robe. She glanced in his direction and couldn’t ignore his muscular legs and the relaxed way he sat in the chair. He didn’t look nervous at all. He caught her looking at him and smiled sweetly. She breathed a sigh of relief; he didn’t seem to be too upset with her for running out of his trailer earlier.

            Fitz looked over at Olivia, marveling at her thin but muscular legs and what a contrast they were to her big, fuzzy boots.  When he tried to read her face he could tell she was nervous. He knew that their chemistry would never be right if she was so anxious.

“Nice shoes” he grinned, gesturing at her feet.

            She looked down at her boots and gave a small laugh and sweet smile.

“Cold feet, I guess” she said in jest, “Are they going to turn up the heat in here. It is pretty cold.”

“We’ll be warm enough with the lights and….”  He didn’t finish instead turned back to his script.

            After lighting and sound had worked out their parts of the scene, Olivia and Fitz dropped their robes and stepped on-set. Fitz was clad in light blue boxers that accentuated his ass perfectly, Olivia thought. She was wearing a bra and panties both of which were to be removed during the scene. She took five deep breaths then moved to her first mark, just inside the door on the set. Fitz was supposed to be standing in front of her, preparing to kiss her.

“You’re going to be great” he whispered as he moved into position, “remember, it’s just you and me. Focus on me and forget about all of those people.”

“Okay” she whispered back then the director yelled “Action”.

            Fitz bent to kiss Olivia as described in the script. Their lips met and their ‘television kiss’ quickly turned into a continuation of their kiss from earlier in the day. She ran her finger through the curls at the back of his head and pressed her tongue into his mouth. He was shocked at her aggression and met it with his own. He hoisted her against the wall, cupping her ass and he noticed an unmistakable wetness under his fingers. His ability to arouse her encouraged him to grind his hips into her eliciting a barely audible whimper. He moved them over to the table as instructed in the script and pushed the contents onto the floor then sitting her on the edge. Next he was supposed to kiss her neck, he gladly obliged, nipping lightly at the supple skin and muttering into her neck, “You’re doing great Livie, just focus on me.”

            Hearing his gravelly voice against her neck brought a new wave of arousal to Olivia and she struggled to remember what she was supposed to do next. Apparently she had missed her mark as the director cut and started in their direction.

“Olivia, I know it’s not easy to coordinate everything but you were supposed to unbutton his pants” Bill, the director, said, “Then you lay her down and take off her panties” he said to Fitz.

“Got it” Fitz replied before turning his attention back to Olivia. She was flushed and breathing heavily, her lips moist and puffy from their kisses. They needed to focus, to get through the scene as quickly as possible.

“Livie, remember just you and me” he ran his hands up and down her thighs, “You’re doing awesome.”

            He saw her focus and they continued the scene. Olivia reached for his pants and unbuttoned them as he nimbly slid her underwear down her legs, lavishing kisses on her warm skin along the way. Her breath caught as his lips touched her leg; she didn’t remember that from the script. Suddenly she was extremely self-conscious in just a nude thong and a lace bra that covered very little. She reminded herself to focus on Fitz and felt her anxiety subside slightly. He leaned over her as directed but pressed his thinly covered erection against her barely covered heat. She looked up into his eyes, he leaned closer and whispered “Just you and me Olivia” ridding her of any remaining nervousness and allowing her to focus on what she felt.

            The scene ended and they quickly put on their robes both returning to their respective seats. They exchanged several awkward glances. Olivia focused on taking deep breaths trying to calm the fire that was raging within her. Fitz crossed and uncrossed his legs attempting to hide the evidence of his arousal. The director informed them that they had enough footage and Olivia breathed a sigh of relief. She hurried to change back into her clothes and get home. It had been a long day and she was thankful her scenes were finished; she needed time to recover from her interaction with Fitz. As she stepped out of her trailer she saw Fitz jogging towards her. Part of her hoped that he wasn’t running towards her while another prayed that he was.

“Olivia” he said when he got within earshot, “I’m glad I caught you before you left. Why don’t you stick around, I have one more scene to shoot then maybe we can get a bite to eat. You have to be hungry.”

“It’s been a long day. I probably shouldn’t” she looked at her feet.

“You’re probably right” he agreed, now standing close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from him, “You should probably go.”

            Olivia’s brain was telling her body to move but something was keeping her there. She felt like she was cemented in place.

“I guess I could stay” she whispered looking up into his azure eyes, “I hate eating alone.”

“Great” he grinned, “I better get back.” He kissed her lips lightly and his grin turned into a broad smile, “Come on.”

            Fitz took her by the hand and led her in the direction of the set, being sure to release it before anyone noticed. Olivia watched him work, marveling at the way he commanded attention. He had a certain self-assurance about him that was very attractive. Between takes he looked in her direction even when he was talking to someone else. She felt like his eyes were constantly on her, watching her move. His scene finished and he approached her.

“Well?” he asked, “Was I okay?”

“Better than okay” she smiled sweetly, “I think I could learn a thing or two from you.”

“I’d be happy to help you anytime” he ran his finger along her hand bringing another wave of warmth sweeping through her. She looked down at their hands enjoying the contact, “Sorry,” he said when he noticed. He pulled his hand away sliding it into his pocket instead.

“Don’t be” she whispered sliding her hand into the hand that hung at his side.

“Ready to eat, Princess?” he asked moving in the direction of their trailers.

“I’m starved” Olivia replied.

X-X

            They rode together in Fitz’s Jaguar in the direction of his favorite diner.  When they pulled up he hurried around to open the door for her, offering his hand.

“Thank you” she grinned not letting go of his hand.

“You’re going to love the food here” he enthused intertwining his fingers with hers.

            He picked a secluded booth and allowed her to sit down sliding into the booth next to her. He handed her a menu and opened his. Olivia felt him slide his arm along the back of the booth and his body move slightly closer to hers. She decided on a cheeseburger and closed her menu. The waitress arrived to take their order and returned soon after with their drinks.

“So do you feel better now that you’re finished your first sex scene?” he asked, touching his fingers to the back of her hair.

“A little” she blushed, “Thank you for talking me through it.”

“That’s part of being a good partner” he leaned closer to her ear.

“So you say those things to all of your co-stars?” she asked.

“I’ve never had a co-star like you Olivia,” his lips were impossibly close to her neck.

“Someone so inexperienced?” she was sure he wasn’t complementing her but rather making a statement about her lack of capability.

“Someone so sexy” he took her earlobe into his mouth and suckled it lightly.

“Fitz” she breathed.

“You are beautiful” he smiled.

“You’re very kind” she patted his thigh then left her hand resting just a matter of inches from the obvious bulge in his jeans. He looked down at her hand then back to her eyes; “Sorry” she breathed still not moving her hand.

“Don’t be” he placed his hand over hers.

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