A/N: Fluff is great, isn't it? I think so. This will soon be filled with nothing but fluff stories of every pairing you can think of. Except Burktina, Callica, and Calzona. But there won't be any Calzona because I already have a fiction dedicated to all of my Calzona fluff. I won't write the other two because… well, I just don't like them. The way to my heart is through reviews, by the way. Haha.

Broken Dishes

Lexie & Mark

Lexie's POV

I stayed a little late at Callie and Cristina's apartment after Arizona's surprise party. I offered to help clean up the mess we all managed to make, since I had nothing better to do, and I like to help. So I washed the dishes and the silverware that were used as the guests started to leave.

Elbow deep in hot water and soap suds, I suddenly felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist from behind and my back was pressed into their front. I knew it was Mark even before I felt his prickly face rub against my cheek. A throaty laugh could be heard deep in his chest through closed lips as I kissed him gently, scrubbing the plate in the process underneath the soapy water, "You taste like birthday cake."

"Look at you," I heard him say, swaying his hips back and forth slowly, moving me with him, "you look so domestic. All you need is an apron and a pair of bright yellow rubber gloves and my fantasy will be complete."

I couldn't help but lightly laugh inward at his comment, "All you need to do is shave your face then my fantasy will be complete," I said, grinning at my own remark as I placed the plate I had just cleaned onto the rack before submerging my hands into the water once more.

"What's that supposed to mean, huh?" He asked with amusement in his voice, proceeding to rub his scratchy face against mine.

Feeling his sharp stubble scrape into my skin, a loud laugh was released from the bellows of my throat and I threw my head back, "Mark," I pleaded through my violent laughter, "stop it."

"Cut it out," the shrill sound of Cristina's voice saved me from the torture Mark was inflicting on my face, and we both craned our necks to look at the resident, "before all that rubbing leads to something else. I will not have you two bumping uglies in my kitchen. That's what your apartment is for," she said, finishing off the bottle of beer she had in her hand before leaving the room.

I let my attention focus on the task at hand as if I had just got scolded by a parent, picking up the next plate at the bottom of the sink. It was the last one, "That sounds like a good idea," he said, and I felt one of his arms release my waist only for it to be placed it the back of my neck as he swiped my hair to one side.

"What sounds like a good idea?" I asked, truly not getting it at first. Until I felt his lips on the base of my neck, giving me chills that ran all the way down my spine, "Oh," I chuckled faintly in realization of what he meant. My eyes closed as I took in the feeling, leaning my head forward to grant him better access to my skin. I felt his lips capture every part of my neck with warm kisses, his hot breath washing over my skin every time. Getting so lost in the staggering feeling, I had no idea I was holding the plate out of the sink until I lost my grip on it, then hearing the unsettling sound of glass shattering.

His lips left my neck and my blood ran cold, a knot forming in the pit of my stomach as I opened my eyes to actually see the damage I had done, "Shit," I exasperated under my breath.

"Did I just hear something break?" I then heard Callie's voice in the distance, and I looked at Mark guiltily who whispered in my ear, "Don't worry, I got this."

My brows pushed together, and I wondered what he was going to do. Defend me over a single broken plate? Still, I couldn't help but find the thought simple yet sweet. Once Callie came into view, Mark walked passed her, "Lexie did it," he said, pointing an accusing finger at me before leaving the apartment.

My jaw dropped, and I couldn't believe he just sold me out like that. But before he left completely, he flashed that gorgeous smile in my direction, and I knew it wouldn't be long before I was naked in his bed - the broken plate being the last thing on my mind.

I am more of a Teddy and Mark shipper now, but I think Lexie is adorable, and I thought I'd get a pretty good fluff story out of her. Lol. I hope you all like this one, and there will be more to come soon! Don't forget to review. Those make me smile. (:

-Shelby.