#angitz

[mr-president-grant]

Me after seeing Joke in the new preview

What the diddly damn, Shonda?! We want Vermont! Fitz needs to call Angela and apologize if Liv is banging her brother again

[candi4olitz]

It looked like those big thick fingers were imbedded in her. Lawdo 😉😉😉 @jazzybell0093 Fitz ready to risk it all. Here for it. Don't fux with the show but I'm here for this

[mr-president-grant]

Angitz (Smut )

IF YOU DON’T LIKE ANGITZ DON’T READ THIS!!! I wrote Olitz Smut, and I like Angitz too, so why not? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Fitz picked up his phone and called Lauren’s desk. “Patch me through to webster,” he commanded. “One moment, Mr.President,” she replied. Fitz tapped his fingers on his desk as he heard the phone ring a few times. “Hello?” He heard her voice. “Director Webster, This is the President Speaking.” She smiled on the other end and chuckled. “To what do I owe this honor, Mr.President?” He leaned back. “Come to the residence and I’ll show you.” She raised her brows before smiling. “I’ll be right there.” They hung up and he finished up and made his way to the residence. It has been a while since he had a girlfriend, and he still thought of Olivia all the time. Angela was something good, and he was just going with the flow for now. Sitting on the couch, he poured them some champagne and watched TV until he heard a knock at the door. “It’s open,” he shouted. She made her way inside carrying folders and binders. He smiled alittle thinking of how Olivia would do the same. He shook his head to stop thinking about her just as Angela took a seat beside him. “Hey baby,” he rumbled as his eyes landed on her face. She was stunning and smart and he was feeling frisky. She leaned in “Hello, Mr.President.” He leaned in and kissed her deeply, immediately shoving his tongue into his mouth and gripped a handful of her curly hair. She gasped as he began to crawl ontop of her. She knew he was still in love with Olivia, but she didn’t let it bother her. She watches his face as his large hands worked on undressing her from her blouse and skirt. “You are so beautiful.” She trembled as he began kissing down her body. “You’re so sexy.” She grabbed his tie and pulled him up to kiss her deeply. She felt him hardening against her inner thigh as her wetness could be seen through her red lace panties. Fitz licked his lips as his kind blue eyes turned into dark blue ones. “Get on all fours, Director webster.” She obeyed and he undressed himself and got behind her. “Tell me you want it,” he boomed. “I want it, Mr.President,” she whimpered. He smacked her ass a few times causing her to look back at him and bite her lip. He pulled her panties to the side after he rolled on a condom and pushed into her. They both let out a sigh and groan. She wasn’t as warm as Olivia but she was still tight and it still felt amazing. Sliding his hand across her curves, he stayed still as her insides contracted around him. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he gripped a handful of her curly hair before thrusting into her at a steady pace. The TV could be heard along with the sound of the couch moving and squeaking, the sound of slapping skin, and the deep moans of the President and the FBI director. He licked up her back and bit her ear before nibbling it and rumbling “Who’s ass is this?” She didn’t respond, teasing him. “I said Whose. Ass. Is. This?” He followed every word with a deep, core-shattering thrust causing her to choke out a small “Yours, Mr.President.” He bit his lip and watched her ass jiggle upon impact and to watch himself slide in and out of her. “Brace yourself,” he warned before resting a hand on her throat. She gripped onto the edge of the couch as Fitz planted his feet and began to piston into her. By now they could probably be heard all the way to the west wing. “You like that?” His breathing was ragged as he thrusted into her. “Yes, Daddy.” He stopped moving. “Say that again,” he growled. “Daddy,” she moaned. “Oh yeah,” he grunted as he thrusted into her at an inhuman speed. “I’m gonna cum, Mr.President.” He panted. “Soak me, baby. You’re so sexy,” she moaned and released all over him. “Fuckkkk.” He tossed his head back as he released into the condom. They were panting as he stopped pulled out and tossed the condom. “Now, about that movie,” he chuckled. She gave a small giggle and put on his discarded shirt. “You’re something else, Mr.President.” He pulled on his boxers and say beside her. “Are you hungry?” She nodded as he brought them over plates of spaghetti. “Sorry I didn’t offer before, I just really like that dress.” She chuckled as she began eating. “It’s okay.” The ate before he pulled her into his arms, resting a hand on her ass. “Busy day?” She looked up at him. “Yeah.” “Tell me about it.” He turned to her and gave a warm smile. He really liked her. She wasn’t Olivia, but she’ll do.

[mr-president-grant]

//I'm here for #Angitz or #Angelitz Olivia has played kickball with Fitz's heart for years. Let him live. He told her "Finally something good has happened within these last few weeks." Meaning that she is his something good. Even if it's just for a little while, I want it to be a legit ship until Olivia stops playing "Ring Around The Trash" with joke.

[mr-president-grant]

I like Angela

Idc what anyone says. Olitz is always endgame. However, Olivia is annoying the hell out of me with this Joke shit. Did you all se the previews? Now she's supposed to be battling Joke's wife. I just can't take this. I need Angitz to keep me sane until Olitz happens. I just want him to have a woman love him until Olivia comes to her senses because she's pissing me off. Angitz gas more chemistry than Ofake will ever have and if Olivia can fuck Joke, Fitz can fuck Angela and get some affection. I'm no less of a "True Olitzer" because I want them to be happy. I'm just rational and frustrated with Olivia. Yes, they both made mistakes, and Fitz moved her in without her permission. It's still on her this time. She looked so sad while thinking of him and then she encouraged Angela to ask him out. THIS IS ON HER