I do not own Grey's Anatomy… and I haven't stopped crying yet.
To deal with the massive amount of prompts I have for Japril, I've decided to put some of them to use by utilizing the letters of the alphabet. Each story with begin with a letter of the alphabet and in corresponding order. They will all feature Japril and that's where the similarities end. Some will be cute, some angsty, and some smutty. Some may be AU, past, present or future. So, sit back and enjoy.
Japril: From A to Z
Chapter 1: Adam & Eve
Jackson spotted April by the third-floor nurses station, peering over a portable tablet. He stood back in the shadows behind a metal shelving unit and admired her for a few moments. She wasn't wearing anything racy, just her attendings scrubs and lab coat, but he thought she was the sexiest woman in the world. She wore no makeup, only Chapstick that had a hint of color; pink, his favorite and her hair was braided in two cornrows. She looked so young and fresh, and not in some creepy underage girl kind of way, but the way she looked the first time they had made love, innocent, untouched, and he wanted to eat her up.
She must have sensed that someone was watching her because she gradually peeked over her shoulder in his direction and smiled coyly when she spotted him.
Jackson ambled toward her, a curious smile adoring his features.
Stopping inches from her position, he placed his hand on the worktop and leaned in close enough so only she could hear.
Speaking sotto voce, he addressed her. "When I woke up this morning, you were already gone."
Keeping her eyes on her work, she tapped at the keys furiously and responded after she completed her entry.
"I told you last night that I had to get to work early to finish some paperwork. I have a surgery scheduled for three this afternoon and I never know what's coming through the ER doors, so I wanted to be prepared." She answered hurriedly, using her inside voice.
Jackson discretely gazed around the area to make sure he was not overheard. There were a few nurses finishing up some charting, but no one was directly paying them any attention.
"Did you follow my instructions and do what I told you to do?" he inquired.
Her eyes leisurely traveled from the iPad to his, her cheeks turning a rosy pink, she responded shyly. "Yes, I did."
A lecherous grin spread over his face as he placed his hand in his lab coat pocket. "That's my girl."
April visibly shivered and he couldn't contain his joy.
She turned so that she was directly in front of him. "How long?" she asked.
Jackson pretended to think over her question for a few seconds before answering her, his demeanor changing instantly. "For as long as I tell you to."
He towered over her, bringing his lips so close to her ear that he could feel the fine hairs on her lobe.
"This is your punishment. You lost the bet, so now you'll have to deal with the consequences."
Jackson listened as her breath caught, her body trembling once again.
Stepping back, he spoke normally so that staff were none the wiser. The only evidence of his licentious behavior toward her was a gleam in his eye and only she knew the reason for it.
"I'll see you at lunch, sweetheart." He stated as he walked away, calling out loudly. "Love you."
Jackson kept himself busy for the remainder of the morning with two patients who'd requested consultations. The first was for a twenty-five-year-old named Reese, who was hoping to get a breast reduction. Her petite physique was currently carrying a very uncomfortable 32F on her 5'1" frame and she wanted to be taken down to a reasonable 34D.
This was the type of patient that Jackson enjoyed working with. He'd taken a lot of heat from his family; his mother and grandfather in particular for practicing in this specific specialty. His grandfather had expected him to follow in his footsteps and choose cardiothoracic surgery, and that was his original intention, but he'd even surprised himself when he fell in love with plastics and ENT. He believed that much of that love for this field came about because of the encouragement and belief in his abilities of his mentor and friend, Mark Sloan. The founder of the Plastics Posse.
Jackson always thought fondly of Mark when dealing with someone like Resse. Many in the medical field looked down on plastics as a frivolous occupation and that practitioners where taking the easy road and obsessed with quick money. But Jackson knew that his main goal was about changing lives. Most of the cases were of the cosmetic variety, but he excelled at dealing with those who had physical deformities, or needed reconstructive surgery. A big part of his job entailed those like the young woman in front of him. Her condition caused physical as well as emotional pain and he was happy to do anything he could to help alleviate her distress.
The next patient unfortunately was not one he reveled in helping. Monica was a fifty-five-year-old recent divorcee who was under the impression that if she'd get a butt lift and implants, she'd be able to lure her ex-husband back from the twenty-year-old yoga instructor he'd left her for.
Now, Jackson was not one to judge anyone's situation, but he found it infuriating that women believed that they had to alter themselves to seek a man's approval. So, along with his duty to advise them on a course of action and explain any medical complications that may arise, he also took it upon himself to gently discourage them from making a mistake that they could not easily take back. The money wasn't important to him, he had enough of that to last him dozens of lifetimes. He really was about working in the best interest of the patient and he would do anything in his power to help guide them in making the right choice.
Reclining in his office chair, he took Monica's intake forms and put them in his hold file. He'd convinced her to take a month to think about the changes she wanted to make and if at the end of that time she was still sure she wanted to go through with it, he'd be happy to help her.
Taking a glance at his watch, he noticed that it was close to twelve and April should be heading to lunch. That is if nothing to involved occurred in the ER.
He laughed to himself at the events as they transpired this morning. He'd promised her that he would meet her for their usual lunch date, but he hadn't let her in on the fact that he planned on making unscheduled visits to her work area.
Periodically, he'd wonder over to the ER and check to see what she was doing. He never made his presence known, but she knew he was there. He'd watch from the sidelines as she'd suddenly go flush without explanation or unexpectedly still from whatever movements she'd been making. He wasn't a masochist nor was he being unprofessional. He'd always make sure she was not directly participating in patient care when he did it.
What he did find it was categorically erotic.
He took out his phone and shot her a text asking if she was ready to meet. Seconds later, she messaged him back letting him know he should go ahead and grab them a table, she'd be along shortly.
Entering the cafeteria, Jackson spotted an empty table with two chairs that would suit them just fine. As he made his way over to toss his lab coat on one of the seats, thereby claiming it, he heard his name being called out.
"Avery. Over here."
Jackson observed Karev waving wildly at him from his seat at a large table along with Meredith and Cristina. He really didn't want to sit with them, preferring to spend some quality time with his wife. He and April had been married only a couple of months, three of those weeks in secret, and any time that they got to spend alone was a blessing.
They typically spent twelve hours a day, five days a week and once a month pulling weekend shifts at the hospital. By the time they got home, they'd shower, eat dinner, maybe watch something on television and have mind blowing sex before waking up to do it all over again. So, they liked to take advantage of the time when it was just the two of them and relished any opportunity when they could.
Jackson knew though that if he didn't sit with them, he'd never hear the end of it. They'd already taken a lot of ribbing for wrecking April's wedding to Matthew and then eloping. Besides, maybe he could play the situation to his advantage and have a little fun.
Heading to the serving line, he picked up a turkey club sandwich, a chicken Caesar salad wrap, an apple, a banana, and on second thought a small order of fries. He grabbed two bottles of water, paid the cashier and plunked down his tray, placing the wrap, banana and a bottle of water on the table in the seat facing him. He placed the fries directly in the middle, knowing that April never brought her own, claiming that she was trying to eat healthier, but end up eating most of his anyway.
"So, what the hell have you been up to pretty boy? Where's the Mrs." Cristina asked clearly not really interested in the answer.
"April, is on her way down. That's what the extra food is for." he stated, pointing at the extra helping as if it were obvious.
"Yeah, I saw Kepner in the ER this morning, running around like a crazy person." Alex said and scoffed.
Jackson eyed him warily as he sat at the head of the table. He knew Alex liked to tease April, always had and he wasn't the only one. In the beginning, it used to be harsh, but now it was more in a mockingly teasing tone, but he still didn't like it.
Alex continued, unaware of Jackson staring at him. "Yeah, one minute she'd be in the middle of doing something, then she'd stop, and this weird look would come over her face. I asked her if she was okay, but she would just ignore me. Man, your wife is weird."
Jackson put down his sandwich before it reached his mouth. "Nothing is wrong with April, she's just fine."
He made sure to face Alex head on when he made his next statement. "And one more thing. Don't call my wife weird again or I'll make sure the next person you see when you wake up is the hospital dentist."
Jackson glowered at him as Alex's mouth dropped open, chewed up food on display for everyone to see.
He was sure Alex was thinking about the time he'd punched him, then tackled him to the floor, breaking Owen and Cristina's coffee table in the process. He'd thereby proceeded to throttle him with blow after blow until he was pulled off all because he'd almost had sex with April and then treated her crudely when she'd dared to ask him to slow down. And she wasn't even in a relationship with Jackson at the time. Just imagine what he would do to Alex now.
Alex shut his mouth quickly, swallowing the remnants of his burger. "I was just kidding man. Won't happen again." he mumbled, as Meredith and Cristina snickered in the background.
Just then, the object of his affection entered the cafeteria and made a beeline for the group. She took up the spot left open for her next to Cristina.
"Hey, babe." he addressed her. His lips turning upward and mouth parting to show off his bright white teeth.
"Hello." she replied, as she her bite the inside of her cheeks, trying hard not to smile back at him.
April sat down gingerly opposite him and he used his hand to cover the laugh emanating from deep within.
"Uh." she muttered, almost as if she were in pain.
"You okay there, babe?" Jackson asked.
"Evil Spawn just asked you the same thing and you almost bit his head off." Cristiana said in confusion, cutting April off before she could answer.
"Yeah, well he's not allowed to ask questions like that. No one is." Jackson stated as he looked to each member of his dining party.
Meredith threw her hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay. You'll get know argument from me. Trust me, I know how it is."
"So, how was your morning, sweetheart?" he continued, oblivious of their co-workers.
"It went just fine thank you very much." she answered haughtily.
He motioned with his hands, his palms open to display trust. "Anything… interesting happen."
"Nope, all good." she pursed her lips, Jackson thought probably in hopes that he would end his line of questioning.
Using one hand to finish consuming his meal, he dipped the other covertly into his pocket.
"Oh!" April yelped, kneeing the table accidentally and immediately lowered her head.
"Kepner, what the hell?" Cristina asked.
"What? Oh, nothing, I just remembered something I needed to do." April offered, her face turning red in embarrassment.
The group ate quietly for the next few minutes. Cristina flipped through the latest issue of The New England Journal of Medicine, Meredith texted on her phone, and Alex gazed off into the distance until April lifted her head and she and Jackson ogled each other from across the table.
Alex threw down the remainder of his burger. "All right, what is going on between you two? Is this some kind of weird, kinky married couple's thing, because if it is, tell me now? You're ruining my lunch."
"Shut up, Alex." April admonished. "And no, this isn't some weird, kinky marriage thing. I just love admiring my husband."
"Ick! You two are gonna make me barf. Come on Mer, let's leave these… love birds alone." Cristina stated as she and Meredith stood, gathered their leftovers and left out, leaving Alex alone with them.
Clearly uncomfortable, Alex's eyes darted back and forth between them before he decided to make his own exit. "I'm outta here. You two are strange."
Alone at last, Jackson leered at April until she spoke again.
"You know, that's not very nice what you did." she scolded.
Jackson shrugged his shoulders unconcerned.
"And I know that you have been spying on me all morning. I mean, how could I not."
Biting into his apple, Jackson chewed with intent. "You know, you can't complain now that you've lost. It was your idea to go along with wager and now you have to pay up."
"I know that." she huffed, her lip poking out sulkily. "I'm just saying it's not fair for you to take advantage of the situation. You could have asked me to do anything and you chose this. And on today of all days. I have a surgery in," April paused to look at her watch, "almost two hours."
Taking pity on her, he offered up a solution. "Tell you what. We have a least another thirty minutes left until we need to go back to work. Why don't you and I go to an on-call room and you can compensate me in another manner? Then I'll release you from your debt and we can go on about our day."
He watched as her cheek dimpled, the corners of her eyes wrinkled in amusement. "Okay, it's a deal. But once it's done, it's done."
"Fine." he agreed reluctantly, then whispered under his breath. "But that doesn't mean you won't be seeing it again."
April giggled as she gathered up her food and tossed the unfinished morsels in the trash, Jackson following close behind her.
With hast, they travelled to the fourth floor on-call room near the dermatological department because it was rarely used at all. Dermatologists were not known to be that stressed, so they usually didn't need to rest during their shifts.
As soon as they entered, April pushed him against the door and he reached behind his back to lock it. They didn't want anyone walking in on them after what he planned to do to her.
"Hurry, take your clothes off." April demanded as she pulled at the string of her scrub pants.
Jackson slid the white coat from his shoulders, kicked off his sneakers, then the remainder of his clothes. He wasn't surprised to find that April had completely disrobed and was already taking up a spot up on the bed.
"Oh shit," he added, "before I forget."
He spun round and picked up the small remote from his pocket, as a delighted April nibbled on her tongue as it stuck out from the corner of her mouth.
Jackson climbed on top of her and entered her swiftly. They didn't have time for foreplay, so they needed to make this fast. Hey, sometimes it had to be down and dirty. Besides, they'd make up for it later anyway.
Tongues sparring. Teeth gnashing. Loud moans and groans filled the otherwise silent room.
Jackson slammed into her over and over again as he pressed the buttons on the control module so that they rotated through the different vibration, pulsation and escalation functions.
He was so turned on by how her body writhed against his that he had to concentrate hard not to cum too fast.
Her legs wrapped tightly around his torso, she bit into his shoulder when he turned the control setting to auto and let it work its magic.
"Oh, God! Please, Jackson, please. I-I can't take it anymore." she begged.
"Hold on baby, I got you." he promised.
Jackson reached down and pinched her clit roughly and watched in amazement as she fell apart in his arms.
Ready for his own release, he grunted then rocked his hips forward erratically, spilling into her at last.
He rolled off and lay next to her on the bed, panting heavily after the unscheduled session.
"That… that was great baby." she uttered out of breath.
"Yeah, I know. I'm the best." he responded with an air of confidence.
April rolled her eyes at him. "You're lucky I love you, you know that?"
"Yes, I know." he responded and leaned over and kissed the tip of her nose.
April wiggled her nose at him fastidiously. "Come on, help me take this thing out. I can't go into surgery like this."
April turned onto her belly as Jackson slowly extracted the five-inch-long slim vibrator she'd inserted before she left the house this morning from her anus.
They'd purchased the item on a whim on their honeymoon in Lake Tahoe. Well, if you could call a twenty-four-hour period of pure debauchery locked in a hotel room a honeymoon, then so be it.
On their way out of town, they stopped at Adam & Eve, an adult store in town with the intention of buying some sexy lingerie to commemorate the momentous occasion. When Jackson spotted the My 1st Anal Explorer Kit, he jokingly teased that they should buy it and try it out.
He expected to get slapped by his new bride, but when he saw the interested look on her face accompanied by the twinkle in her eye, he knew it was already bought and sold.
When they got home, he'd tried to get her to use it several times but to no avail. So, when she started bragging that the Ohio State Buckeyes men's basketball team would crush the Gonzaga Bulldogs, he suggested they play for stakes. If the Bulldogs won, she would try out the anal probe and wear it to work for half the day. He figured anything longer than that would be pushing it and probably neither safe nor sanitary. If Ohio won, he would do whatever it is she wanted, however she wanted and wherever she wanted.
Jackson allowed her some time to consider his offer and while watching the game, she saw that the Buckeyes were up by twenty points at the half, so she told him the bet was on. Jackson, could have told her it was a little underhanded to wait until play was in progress to take his wager, but he had faith he wouldn't lose, and so they shook on his terms.
An hour and a half later, when April stomped into their bedroom, fussing about him somehow cheating, all he could do was laugh smugly at her. He told her not to be a sore loser and that if he had lost he would have stuck to his end of the bargain.
Coming up behind her, her tucked his face in the crook of her neck and told her that this was all in fun and that he'd never pressure her to do anything she was uncomfortable with. Holding his arms tight as they wrapped around her waist, she told him she knew he wouldn't force her to and that she trusted him. So, this morning, she placed the thin instrument inside of her and went off to work.
"God, that feels better." she confessed.
Jackson took the wand in hand and folded in an extra pillowcase and placed it back in his lab coat pocket along with the remote. He'd stop by the attendings lounge on his way to the next case he was following up on and put it in his messenger bag until they got home.
"I'm sorry baby. Was it awful?" he asked, worried.
Redressed, April walked toward him and kissed him full on the lips. "No, it was fine. It was just strange to be walking around doing my job then without warning, I'd feel this jolt in my neither regions and I'd get all," she shook her body to demonstrate, "tingly inside. I liked it."
"Yeah?" he answered shocked.
"Yeah. But, that doesn't mean I'm wearing it all the time so get that idea out of your head right now, mister." She cautioned.
April held up her hand and pressed it firmly against his chest "And just so you know, the next time we have a wager, I don't plan on losing, so you'd better be prepared for whatever I come up with."'
Grinning widely, Jackson swatted her on the ass playfully as they exited the room. "Yes, ma'am."
A/N: Adam & Eve is a real adult store located in Lake Tahoe, CA. As in all my stories, I will try to use real locations whenever possible.