Oneshot. Meredith/Addison. Contains femslash; don't like, don't read. Rated T for references to sex.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, Shonda does. D8
Sometimes you want things and sometimes you just really need them.
The elevator again. Hmm.
"Morning, Addie." You purposely stand so that she can't see your longing face. The sigh that came with the greeting? Oh, that could mean anything.
"You haven't gotten that far up the food chain yet, Grey."
"Sorry. Dr. Montgomery-Shepherd."
You hear a step, then faintly feel her warm breath caressing your ear. "That's much better."
She feels in front of you for the stop button, one hand lingering on your leg.
You've made it to the on-call room.
She's tough on you and you love it that way— "Grey, I can barely feel you!"
You try a different tactic and before she knows what's happening, your fingers are out and...
"Meredith! Oh yes, Meredith…"
Addison's face is the picture of pure ecstasy. She stares into your eyes. This is all you've ever wanted.
But usually, after you get what you want and need, you want more.
"Not so tough on me when I need you to be?" you gasp.
"Oh. I thought you might not be able to take it, Grey."
You can feel her smile as she licks around your folds and enters.
You moan.
The cafeteria, for once.
"Hello, Doctor."
She just looks. Her eyes pierce you.
Thinking she has nothing to say, you turn and begin to walk towards your friends, disappointed.
Suddenly, she loops one arm around your waist and draws you close, almost making you drop your tray.
Ever so softly, she whispers, "Hello, Meredith."
Out of the corner of your eye, you see Derek, shocked.
You turn slightly so that Addison can see too. You feel her lips curving up, still buried in your hair, then without warning she whirls you around and kisses you. You kiss her back. Both of you smile together.
Later, you hear muffled voices coming from an empty examination room.
"What the hell was that?"
"Oh, Derek. You never learn, do you? We're in love."
He stalks out, sees you, freezes. You smile a bit, then you go into the exam room: "We're in love, Addison?"
She looks at you the way she always does.
You answer your own question. "Yes, we are."
She moves closer to you and presses you against the door.
She gives you what you want.
