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Derek Shepherd. Of course. The last person that she needed to see today. “Meredith,” he smiled brightly.
“I’m sorry,” Meredith tried to step past him but he wouldn’t let her, “I’m on Doctor Montgomery’s service today,” she told him.
“Surely, you have five minutes,” he smiled, “I just wanted to check in?”
“I don’t have five minutes,” Meredith tried to step past him again.
“Then blame me when you’re late,” Derek told her.
“I’m not going to be late,” Meredith smiled sarcastically and stepped past him successfully, making her way to the elevators so she could get to the OB floor. She managed to run into one just before the door closed but an arm shoved in behind her and then a neurosurgeon who couldn’t take a hint.
Meredith hit the button for the OB floor as passive-aggressively as she could and attempted to stay as far away from him as possible in the small space. “What’s going on?” he asked.
Meredith took a deep breath, she couldn’t do this anymore. He was too much and he never listened, “I don’t want to be around you,” she told him firmly as the doors opened, “We are only co-workers and nothing else and we are never going to be anything else,” she made sure he got her message before she stepped off and made her way to Addison’s office. She wanted her panties back, now was a good time.
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Addison walked into the hospital with Callie, she was also staying at the Archfield and carpooling was just convenient. “Did you get any sleep?” Callie asked, Addison had just explained her moment of weakness the night before.
“Not really,” Addison confessed.
“You’re annoying,” Callie muttered, “My boyfriend cut off sex because of Izzie and you are managing to get sex from someone in that same house who you’ve only had sex with one time before.”
“Have you talked about the ‘I love you’ thing?” Addison asked.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Callie complained as they stepped onto the elevator, “You know Meredith ended whatever was going on with her and Finn,” she unsubtly changed the subject.
Addison tried not to react, “Do you know why?” she asked.
“Said it was because of someone else from what I heard but also denied that she had picked Derek,” Callie told her. Addison had to hide her interest as Callie stepped off the lift on the floor with the resident’s lounge.
It was one more floor and then Addison made her way to her office. She didn’t have surgery till the afternoon so she started work on updating and signing off on all her charts and generally focusing on work. A plan which failed as soon as a certain intern showed up at her office.
“Are you here to pick up your panties?” Addison asked, leaning back in her chair as Meredith shut the door.
“I’m actually your intern for today,” Meredith smiled.
“Well, we don’t have anything till this afternoon,” Addison smiled, “How’s Izzie doing?”
“Baking,” Meredith walked in, “She started at five in the morning apparently.”
“I left at two,” Addison answered the question Meredith didn’t ask, “I made sure no one saw me."
“I do need those panties though,” Meredith sat in the chair opposite Addison.
“Well,” Addison stood up with a smile, rounding the desk and leaning against it just in front of Meredith, “I think sometimes an appropriate exchange needs to take place.” Somehow Meredith looked hotter in those scrubs than anything else she had worn recently.
“Oh,” Meredith laughed, standing up so she and Addison were just inches apart, “So if I give you the panties I’m wearing right now I can get my panties back,” she smiled.
“I think that’s fair,” Addison smiled. Their lips barely brushed against each other before they both remembered there was a bang outside and they looked out the window at a shocked nurse.
“Shit,” Addison cursed as Meredith took a step away so it didn’t look quite so incriminating, “You should-”
“Close the blinds?” Meredith suggested, interrupting Addison. That was a lot better of an idea than Addison’s idea that she leave. Meredith started on the blinds behind the desk and Addison did the blinds on the door, locking it as well. She did the ones looking into the hallway before turning back to see Meredith had cleared a few of the charts of her desk and was standing in front of it looking very innocent.
Addison smiled and made her way over to her, lifting onto the desk and she met her lips in a passionate kiss. Meredith’s legs wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer and her fingers threaded into her hair. It was more desperate and rushed, both of them conscious that they were at work and could be paged at any time.
Addison was going to make sure Meredith at least orgasmed once before they were inevitably distracted at some point. It was her mission so she wasted no time. She ran her tongue brushed her tongue over Meredith’s lips and as she swallowed Meredith’s moan and slipped her tongue inside.
Meredith was addictive. She’d become addicted to this. Kissing Meredith, the feeling of Meredith in her arms, wrapped around her and pressed against her. All of it was so addictive. She wasn’t savouring it this time though.
She slipped her hand down and fiddled with the waistband of Meredith’s scrubs and Meredith’s hips bucked into her as she let out her moan. Addison could feel her desperation so she slipped her hand into her pants and felt Meredith’s breath hitch. She found the hem of her panties and pushed past them, swiping two fingers over her clit.
“Addie,” Meredith moaned into her mouth, her hand wrapping around her back and gripping her tightly.
“I’ve got you,” Addison whispered into her ear, moving her fingers down and sliding them into her pussy. She was so wet.
“Fuck,” Meredith cursed, her head falling to Addison’s shoulder as her hips bucked into Addison’s hand. Fingers dug into Addison’s back and Meredith’s moans of her name became more and more incoherent as she started to fuck her, her pussy tightening around her fingers with every thrust inside. It was so hot that Addison almost drowned in the pleasure of just fucking the blonde.
She could feel her getting closer and closer as her moans almost became whimpers and she gripped Addison tighter and the rutting of hips into Addison became weaker and messier. “Please,” she rasped again and again, between the moans and whimpers.
“Cum for me,” Addison whispered into her ear as she felt Meredith reach the edge and she tipped over it. Watching Meredith cum had become almost as addictive as making her cum. She was so beautiful and hot as she did it.
As Meredith’s eyes blinked open, Addison slipped her fingers out of her pants, “I’ve definitely ruined these panties,” Meredith joked breathlessly before she wrapped her lips while Addison’s fingers and sucked her own juices off them, “But I do taste good,” she smirked. Addison kissed her and tested Meredith as did.
“I’m not so sure about that,” Addison questioned, pulling away and pulling Meredith scrub pants down as well as her panties. “I might need to have a better check,” she smirked, making Meredith laugh lightly. Just a small taste like that from Meredith’s lips was teasing.
She made sure she knew where she put Meredith’s panties this time and Meredith passed her a hairband. Addison pulled her hair into a messy ponytail to get it out of the way before she dropped to her knees in front of her and draped Meredith’s legs over her shoulder. One taste and she was certain it tasted good but Meredith’s thighs had clamped around her head and her fingers had threaded into her hair and Addison could do this forever.
They didn’t get interrupted for what must have been at the very least an hour or more and they ended up on the bed in Addison’s office; she had had it put in there so she could sleep in private but this was probably the first time she’d used it. It was probably the post-orgasmic haze and the fact Meredith had ended up lying basically on top of her and looked so beautiful as she lay there. Mainly the post-orgasmic hormone haze that made life seem perfect that made her ask a question that had refused to leave her mind.
“What does this all mean?” the words left her mouth and she instantly regretted it. Unfortunately, life didn’t have a rewind button.
“You mean the sex, right?” Meredith moved so she looked up at Addison, somehow it made her look even more beautiful.
“Yes, the sex,” Addison smiled. She tried not to let her breath speed up or her heart rate much, she knew that Meredith would notice. They were too close for her not to notice.
“I’m not good at the whole meaning thing,” Meredith changed position again so she looked up at the ceiling but still she made sure Addison’s arm was wrapped around her, “Cristina says it’s trust and abandonment issues because of my father leaving and my mother being a surgeon."
“I think I have some idea of what that’s like,” Addison sympathised, not a surgeon parent or a parent who left but she knew what it was like to have emotionally checked out parents, “My father makes me and my brother call him ‘The Captain’ and my mother makes us call her ‘Bizzy’. Apparently, Mom and Dad are too intimate.”
“You have a brother?” Meredith focused on a weird part of all that.
“My older brother, Archer,” Addison looked over at her, “Are you just avoiding my original question?” she asked.
Meredith swallowed and looked over at Addison, “What if I were to ask you what you wanted it to mean?”
Addison took a deep breath. Maybe her asking Meredith that was mean. It was a difficult question that Addison could barely answer herself. She had options. She could ignore the question and change the subject, she could just kiss Meredith and distract her or she could answer it with either a lie or the truth. The truth is that she liked Meredith. She liked her quite a bit actually.
“I don’t want this to just be sex,” Addison confessed, she had no idea why she phrased it like that with the complete and total word vomit, she was a Forbes, she was raised to be more eloquent than that. “I like you,” she added.
Meredith thought for a second before looking over at Addison, “I think we should figure out a time to go to dinner or something then.”
“Okay,” Addison smiled, moving just a little bit closer and meeting Meredith’s lips in a soft kiss. At the same moment, a pager went off.
“Fuck,” Meredith groaned as Addison reached for her pager, “We have a consult in the pit,” she went over to her desk and picked up the discarding clothing, throwing Meredith her scrubs and the fresh pair of panties of her drawer as well as her bra. She grabbed her own scrubs from the same drawer as the panties.
They both dressed quickly and Meredith grabbed her other pair of panties and stuffed them in her pocket, “You’re not stealing them again,” she warned her.
“I wasn’t planning on,” Addison smiled, grabbing her white coat and stopping Meredith before she went out the door and handing her a brush, “You like you just had sex.” Addison pulled her own hair into a neat ponytail before they both left.
The consult turned out to be an emergency c-section and a surgery on the newborn and as soon as that was over they were running into the next surgery to treat an unborn fetus’ hernia. By the time that was done, neither of them had eaten or sat down for something like nine hours. Addison changed and managed to catch Meredith before she left the intern locker base.
“Do you need to check on Izzie?” she asked her, she wasn’t going to ask Meredith out unless she was actually free.
“Only for a minute,” Meredith smiled just a little, “George is there and he’s her person so I don’t need to stay.”
“Then maybe I could drive you there and then invite you to my hotel room to watch trashy TV and order pizza,” Addison offered.
“We can eat some of the hundreds of muffins that Izzie’s inevitably baked as well,” Meredith walked toward her, grabbing her bag from her locker.
“Is she good at baking?” Addison asked as they left the locker base.
“The best.”