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slybrunetteTitle: This Isn't What I Had In Mind When I Blew Out My Birthday Candles
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Characters/Pairings: Meredith/Addison/Derek
Word Count: 250
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: #2 - Helium for [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] as well as the Meredith/Derek/cast porn battle
Summary: Somehow Meredith, and Addison will never ever understand this, has the presence of mind to say 'happy birthday'.
Somehow, when Derek opens the door of his trailer, home early, to find them tangled up on the bed, lips on necks and fingers trailing down bare skin, there aren’t any shrieks or ‘i’m sorry’s’ or ‘it’s not what you think’s’. And yet Meredith, and Addison will never, never, understand this, has the presence of mind to say “Happy birthday.”
Addison frowns, eyes fixed on Meredith, not Derek, and that’s probably not where they should be (her hand is still halfway between Meredith’s thighs which are spread enough that he is getting a great view), wondering what’s next. ‘Sorry we forgot the balloons’?
And then Meredith moans a soft, “come here,” and Addison is starting to get just how kinky Meredith is, slowly but surely, as she presses against Addison’s hand, shifts so it’s where she needs it, all the while pulling Derek toward her and undoing his belt buckle, his pants. “We wanted it to be a special one,” she continues, in a tone that insists that she had this all planned out for weeks. Maybe she had.
Meredith works his pants down, grabbing Addison’s free hand roughly and intertwining their fingers, one hand on top of the other, Meredith’s on the bottom, so when she goes to wrap her hand around Derek’s cock it’s both of them that he feels.
The smile she gives Addison, in reaction to the noise he makes, says this is just the tip of the iceberg. It’s going to be a long night.
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Title: For Every Inch We Get We Need A Mile More
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Characters/Pairings: Mark/Derek
Word Count: 247
Rating: R
Prompt: For the Meredith/Derek/cast porn battle.
Summary: He knows for a fact that Mark has never been this possessive of any one night stand or pathetic excuse for a girlfriend that he's ever had and that's just a bit unnerving.
“You’re always with her,” his voice is thick with annoyance and need – not to mention jealousy – as he gets Derek in between himself and the wall, like he isn’t ever going to let him move again, and he knows for a fact that Mark has never been this possessive of any one-night stand or pathetic excuse for a girlfriend that he’s ever had, which is slightly disturbing and may explain why he left New York for Seattle (Mark doesn’t do downgrades – until that).
Maybe Addison didn’t have anything to do with it at all.
“Can’t get you alone,” he murmurs, and his breathing just keeps getting heavier and Derek can feel his hard-on against his thigh, not that he minds, but he does have a surgery in half an hour. And then he has dinner plans. With Meredith. So this will have to be quick and Mark isn’t going to like it. Not at all.
“She’s my girlfriend.” That last word makes Mark groan in a different way – the way that means shut up and use your mouth for more important things, and Derek has half a mind to point out that Mark was the one doing all the talking in the first place, however he figures playground logic is probably what Mark’s best at. That is until Mark reaches into his scrub pants.
That’s what he’s best at, Derek thinks, as all his arguments and comebacks rush right out of his head, along with the blood.
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Characters/Pairings: Meredith/Addison/Derek
Word Count: 250
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: #2 - Helium for [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] as well as the Meredith/Derek/cast porn battle
Summary: Somehow Meredith, and Addison will never ever understand this, has the presence of mind to say 'happy birthday'.
Somehow, when Derek opens the door of his trailer, home early, to find them tangled up on the bed, lips on necks and fingers trailing down bare skin, there aren’t any shrieks or ‘i’m sorry’s’ or ‘it’s not what you think’s’. And yet Meredith, and Addison will never, never, understand this, has the presence of mind to say “Happy birthday.”
Addison frowns, eyes fixed on Meredith, not Derek, and that’s probably not where they should be (her hand is still halfway between Meredith’s thighs which are spread enough that he is getting a great view), wondering what’s next. ‘Sorry we forgot the balloons’?
And then Meredith moans a soft, “come here,” and Addison is starting to get just how kinky Meredith is, slowly but surely, as she presses against Addison’s hand, shifts so it’s where she needs it, all the while pulling Derek toward her and undoing his belt buckle, his pants. “We wanted it to be a special one,” she continues, in a tone that insists that she had this all planned out for weeks. Maybe she had.
Meredith works his pants down, grabbing Addison’s free hand roughly and intertwining their fingers, one hand on top of the other, Meredith’s on the bottom, so when she goes to wrap her hand around Derek’s cock it’s both of them that he feels.
The smile she gives Addison, in reaction to the noise he makes, says this is just the tip of the iceberg. It’s going to be a long night.
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Title: For Every Inch We Get We Need A Mile More
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Characters/Pairings: Mark/Derek
Word Count: 247
Rating: R
Prompt: For the Meredith/Derek/cast porn battle.
Summary: He knows for a fact that Mark has never been this possessive of any one night stand or pathetic excuse for a girlfriend that he's ever had and that's just a bit unnerving.
“You’re always with her,” his voice is thick with annoyance and need – not to mention jealousy – as he gets Derek in between himself and the wall, like he isn’t ever going to let him move again, and he knows for a fact that Mark has never been this possessive of any one-night stand or pathetic excuse for a girlfriend that he’s ever had, which is slightly disturbing and may explain why he left New York for Seattle (Mark doesn’t do downgrades – until that).
Maybe Addison didn’t have anything to do with it at all.
“Can’t get you alone,” he murmurs, and his breathing just keeps getting heavier and Derek can feel his hard-on against his thigh, not that he minds, but he does have a surgery in half an hour. And then he has dinner plans. With Meredith. So this will have to be quick and Mark isn’t going to like it. Not at all.
“She’s my girlfriend.” That last word makes Mark groan in a different way – the way that means shut up and use your mouth for more important things, and Derek has half a mind to point out that Mark was the one doing all the talking in the first place, however he figures playground logic is probably what Mark’s best at. That is until Mark reaches into his scrub pants.
That’s what he’s best at, Derek thinks, as all his arguments and comebacks rush right out of his head, along with the blood.
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Date: 2008-09-16 07:40 pm (UTC)I'm glad you liked this! Thanks for reading and reviewing!