Author's Notes: Took me awhile to get a new chapter up, but I wanted to make some headway with future chapters before I posted this one! This one is pure smut and fluff that takes place after the face transplant. Hope that you enjoy!

They stumbled through the door to Mark's room and started stripping off their clothes, barely making it to the bed before they both fell asleep. The face transplant surgery was exhilarating, but exhausting – the procedure took nearly 22 hours. They took breaks of course, and had a team of surgeons, but since the case was Mark's baby, he'd barely left the OR. They slept for a full ten hours, completely oblivious to the outside world.

Lexie was the first to wake up, moaning softly as she looked at the clock on the nightstand. She had to be at the hospital in two hours and she knew that Mark wanted to check in on Dave today. She rolled over, nestling against Mark, trailing her hand lightly over his chest.

After such a grueling surgery, she knew that Mark would be a bit of a beast until he had at least two cappuccinos in him, but she knew there was a way to maybe curb some of his irritation before she woke him up. Her hand slipped beneath the covers and ran over his boxers, grinning as she felt his "morning" wood under her hand, even though it was actually 2pm.

She pressed herself closer and began lightly kissing his neck, as she gently stroked his cock over his boxers. She felt him start to stir under her ministrations and she grinned, kissing his shoulder as she slipped her hand underneath his boxers, lightly gripping him. She stroked him softly for a few minutes before he groaned and pried his eyes open.

"Could get used to this type of wake-up call, Lex," he murmured, his voice gravelly and delicious. Lexie grinned up at him and pressed a kiss to his shoulder as she gripped him tighter and picked up her pace. She kissed his shoulder again, before moving down to his chest and down to his stomach. Mark's head rolled on the pillow and his eyes clenched shut as he groaned and pressed into her touch. "Fuck," he groaned, his voice dragging over the word.

Lexie grinned up at him, before throwing aside the sheets, so she had unencumbered access to his lower half without getting tangled in the material. Her fingers hooked around the waistband of his boxers and she pulled them down, leaning back slightly as Mark helped kick them off. She bent down and kissed his left hipbone and then his right, her fingers wrapping around his cock again. He arched into her touch and she giggled and grinned up at him, lowering her mouth so that she could press a gentle kiss against the head of his erection.

"Thought you deserved a little treat after being so amazing," she murmured, licking the underside of his shaft as he groaned. "You're incredible, Mark. There's only a handful of people in the world who could pull off what you did. And I don't think any of them would do it half as well. You're amazing, babe," she whispered, before wrapping her lips around the head of his cock and taking him in her mouth.

Mark moaned and threaded his hands in her hair, trying hard not to guide her too forcefully, letting her work at her own pace. Lexie took him in deeper, humming around his length until he was moaning her name. She backed off slightly, licking around just the head as her hand came up to firmly stroke his shaft. "Lex, I need you," Mark moaned, tugging lightly on her hair in a bid for her move things along. But Lexie seemed content to stay right where she was.

"Patience, Dr. Sloan," she teased, sucking on the tip briefly like it was a lollipop. Mark groaned and his head fell back against the pillow with a soft 'thump.' "Let me treat you. Let me do this for you," she whispered, before taking him by surprise and relaxing her throat and taking him in further than she'd ever managed before.

"Fuck! Lexie!" Mark exclaimed, distantly glad that his body stiffened at her deep-throating him, instead of thrusting further into her mouth and gagging her. Lexie looked up at him, her eyes sparkling, as she hummed around his erection. One of Mark's hands flew to his face and he covered his eyes, moving his head back and forth. His other hand was clutching the sheets below him. Lexie moved off him slightly, just enough to breathe, before taking him in deep again.

This time Mark groaned and the hand that was covering his face moved back to her hair, and he tugged at the brown strands. "Baby, please. I need you, Lex. Stop teasing. I need to be inside you; I don't want to finish in your mouth."

Lexie slowly dragged her mouth up his shaft, pressing a parting kiss to the head, before grinning up at him. "What the plastics god wants, he shall receive," she teased, and Mark couldn't help but laugh. His hands moved to her hips and he tugged her over him, not satisfied until she was hovering over his cock. Lexie sank down on him slowly and they both sighed as she took him in. She leaned forward, bracing her hands on either side of his head, giving herself leverage to move.

They moved together desperately, as if there was a competition in who could make the other come first. Lexie gasped when Mark's thumb found her clit, rubbing her in just the right way. She grinned down at him and clenched her inner muscles, causing him to buck into her sharply. He stubbornly kept rubbing at her, but his other hand gripped her hip tightly. "Come on, Mark. Let go. Come for me," she whispered, leaning down and brushing her lips against his.

"That's my line, Lex," he replied, his hand moving to grip the back of her neck, keeping her close as he panted against her lips. She grinned and circled her hips in a way that made Mark groan. His grip tightened on her hip and held her in place as he slammed his hips up into her, moaning as he came. The hand on her hip moved to where they were joined and kept rubbing her. She fell against his chest as she followed him over the edge, whimpering against his neck.

Once they both caught their breath, Mark started chuckling, rubbing his hand over Lexie's back and nuzzling his face against her hair. "God, you are full of surprises, Lexie Grey. And I am loving all of them."

She grinned up at him. "So I've pleased the plastics god?"

"Mmm, yes, absolutely," he murmured, his hand tangling in her hair and turning her head just enough to capture her lips in a kiss. "Kissing me in front of the interns, waking me up with a blow job…you're spoiling me, Lexie."

She snuggled against him, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder. "I was just so mad at them…you had done something amazing. Something absolutely incredible! You gave a man a new face, Mark! And all they could talk about was our personal life. It's ridiculous. You were a god in the OR yesterday and I was just so sick of them staring at us for all the wrong reasons. They don't know anything. They don't know us."

He grinned at her, his fingertips trailing up and down her spine. "You know, I'm used to people gossiping about me. It never used to bother me. But…I don't want them talking about you. It didn't bother me that they were looking at me…it bothered me that they were looking at you."

Lexie grinned and leaned down, kissing him deeply. "That's one of the sweetest things you've ever said, Mark Sloan."

"So I managed to impress you yesterday? I've been telling you that plastics is more than boob and nose jobs."

Lexie grinned. "I know it is! Of course you impressed me! Like I said, you were like a god in the OR. Three years, Mark! You planned for that surgery for three years and it showed! It went perfectly! No one else could have done what you did yesterday. You're so good, Mark." She pressed herself against him, capturing his lips in a soft kiss. "You're so damn good."

"I told you with Mrs. Patterson – with your surgeries you give people something. You've given Dave an entirely new lease on life. You've changed his entire world, Mark." She beamed at him and shook her head, cupping his cheek and leaning forward to kiss him. "You're incredible, Mark Sloan. I'm so proud of you. I'm so lucky that I get to work with you and learn from you. And it's a definite bonus that you're a pretty damn good boyfriend too."

Mark's signature smirk turned suddenly soft and shy almost, as his thumb stroked Lexie's cheek. "Yeah? You think I'm a good boyfriend, Little Grey?"

She grinned and nodded. "You are. And I am so glad that you're mine."