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Tumblr prompt: Character A tries to send a sexy snap to character B to remind them of them. it accidentally goes to character C instead.


"Are you going to take me to your hotel room?" Meredith winks at Addison.

"Eventually probably, but I think I'll be more classy and take you to dinner first," Addison laughs.

"Spoilsport," Meredith teases. "I've been wanting to see you in that lace corset for weeks," she purrs into Addison's ear.

"Thanks," Addison blushes. "I have to ask though, I sent a whole lot of pictures but I didn't really get any back?"

"Oh yeah, I guess I was too nervous," says Meredith.


"If you'd sent them, we might have figured it out a whole lot earlier," Addison laughs as they head out to dinner.

"For sure," says Meredith. "I just find my words can be just as effective," Meredith raises her eyebrows playfully.

"They are very persuasive," Addison husks into Meredith's ear.

"Are you feeling better about the whole situation?" Meredith asks Addison.

"I'm wrapping my head around it," says Addison.


"So where are we going then?" Meredith asks a bit insistently.

"Okay here me out new plan," says Addison, and she waits for Meredith to nod before she continues.

"We'll go to my hotel, and get room service… But no matter what happens we'll take it slow and we won't have sex tonight," Addison offers.

"No matter what happens?" Meredith quips, as she leads Addison by the hand.


"This is delicious," says Meredith, as she digs into her chicken.

"They do a pretty good job," says Addison, as she feeds Meredith another bite of chicken before she feeds herself another bite of chicken.

Meredith is sitting on her lap, and Addison is sitting on the bed, and they couldn't be happier.

"And that was amazing Addison…" Meredith says conspiratorially… "And I appreciate it... And now to even up the score a little bit, and to make you want to break all of your own promises… I would like to show you something…" Meredith says, as she hops off of Addison's lap and steps into the middle of the room.

"A private striptease," Addison gasps, as she watches Meredith wink at her before she takes her sweater off. A striptease indeed.


***** END OF CHAPTER 8