Walking Backwards
Addison can't walk this morning, and it's not because of poison oak.
Addison Montgomery is stumbling around the hospital bridge in the morning, and it makes Meredith Grey smirk at her.
"What's up with her?" Cristina whispers.
"Oh, I don't know…" Meredith says vaguely.
"Okay, what's up with you?" Cristina asks her.
"Nothing," says Meredith, mostly convincingly.
Cristina switches the topic back to herself, while Meredith continues to enjoy the mental image of Addison almost falling over on her high-heels.
Last night, Meredith Grey took a trek out to the Shepherd's trailer in search of sex. She expected Derek, but he isn't there, but Addison is. And that doesn't bother her.
"I'm here for a good fuck," Meredith says plainly.
"Huh?" says Addison, as she greets her at the door.
"I'm here for some passionate, loud, athletic sex," Meredith clarifies.
"You know that Derek isn't home right?" says Addison.
"So do you want some passionate, loud, athletic sex then?" Meredith shrugs at her.
Addison walks (stumbles) until she can find Dr. Bailey, and she pulls her aside quickly.
"I need a consult," she whisper-shouts.
"I'm not working today," replies Bailey.
"I need a consult," says Addison pointedly.
"Alright let's make this quick," says Bailey.
Addison couldn't be more relieved.
"Well, Dr. Grey. This is probably the last thing I expected," chirps Addison.
"You look like you need it. And I can do it for you. What are you like? What do you like? Now these are the burning questions," says Meredith.
"Have you been sleeping with my husband all this time?" Addison asks her.
"If I have been, and then I sleep with you also, does it even matter?" says Meredith.
"Does he know about this?" Addison asks her.
"Do you want him to?" Meredith asks Addison, challengingly.
"Can you describe the pain?" says Dr. Bailey.
"I'm just incredibly sore," says Addison, sighing.
"Do you want me to look," says Bailey.
"Sure, why not," says Addison.
"Well," says Bailey, as she examines her. "At least you don't have poison oak down there."
Addison laughs limply.
"Well, come in then," Addison bites her lip, and Meredith grins at her.
"You're pretty," Meredith smiles. "I've always respected you. And found you alluring," she adds, as she heads for the bed in two strides.
She's been here before, lots of times, and there's no use in pretending she hasn't.
What's different this time is that it's Addison who is following her there, and watching her, open-mouthed, as she doesn't even undress herself.
"Come here," Meredith commands, and Addison gulps as she follows her.
The minute Addison lands on the bed, Meredith is flipping them over, and straddling the redhead.
"So what exactly prompted this sudden… Soreness?" Bailey asks her.
"Oh, it's nothing…" Addison says, flustered.
"Okay, you don't need to go into detail, but if you and your husband have been engaged in certain… Recreational activities…" Bailey trails off.
Addison desperately wants to say that it wasn't him. That he could never do this for her.
That only a certain blonde could make could try this with her.
Make her feel so good that she's feeling it the morning after.
Before she knows it, Meredith is moving to undress her, and Addison starts helping her.
Meredith doesn't undress herself, she only strips Addison bare, and then marvels at Addison's body.
"I'm lonely, Meredith," Addison breathes as Meredith moves to sit on top of her again.
"I know," says Meredith. "And you're all pent up. Must be hard. Let me help you, let me make you feel good. How about that?" Meredith husks, as she rakes her hands down Addison's body.
"Okay-" Addison breathes.
"Okay."
"Umm we umm… Tried something new last night…" Addison says vaguely.
"Uh-huh," says Dr. Bailey, unimpressed.
"And it was good. It was great actually. Gosh, it was so great, and anyway…" Addison rambles.
"And was it worth it?" Bailey asks her. Addison contemplates this.
"I think it was…" she says wistfully.
"Even though you can hardy move now. Huh," Bailey chuckles.
"Can I mark you?" Meredith asks , before she dives in with her teeth.
"No, I'm a doctor," says Addison reluctantly.
"Right…" Meredith says, as if she'd forgotten. "No matter. I'm good with my tongue."
Meredith drags her tongue up the entire length of Addison's body, from her neck, down to her chest, down past her navel…
Addison's hair was in a ponytail when she started, and Meredith releases it so that she can run her fingers through Addison's hair. She leaves her own ponytail done up.
"Now, you just sit back and relax," says Meredith, as she throws the redhead's legs over her shoulders.
"Can you put your legs up a minute," says Bailey in a clinical tone.
Addison does, and she hopes there's no evidence there to tell her colleague where her… Another colleague was there last night.
"Well, there's no tearing, but there's some minor bruising. I can write you some time off if you need it," Bailey offers.
"That would be great," Addison sighs in relief.
"No permanent damage, but you might want to… Take it easy in the next few days," says Bailey.
"Thanks," says Addison.
Meredith warms her up with her hands and her lips, planting wet kisses between her thighs before she dives in with her tongue.
When Meredith's mouth hits her clit, Addison gasps, and she starts thrashing around until Meredith pins her hips down.
Meredith keeps licking, and sucking, before she adds a finger in, and then two.
Addison is so slick that she takes them both in without resistance, and tries to chase more friction as Meredith teases her.
"I think you can take another," says Meredith, as she pushes another finger in. Addison moans for her.
Meredith starts moving them in and out, and Addison starts swearing.
"Now, would you like me to call the other Dr. Shepherd for you?" Bailey says, as she finishes her examination.
"NO!" Addison yelps.
"Oh, okay," says Bailey.
"Don't tell him," Addison pleads with her.
"Umm, Bailey, would you be able to send Dr. Grey up here? We have a patient… We need to… Talk about..." Addison asks her, biting her lip nervously.
"Sure?" says Bailey, rather confused.
"Have you ever been this full, Dr. Montgomery?" Meredith asks her, as she slides the fourth finger in.
"No-" Addison gasps, as she tugs on Meredith's ponytail.
Addison is wet and dripping down her sheets, as Meredith keeps stimulating her with her mouth, and her fingers.
"I bet I can fit my whole hand there. I have dainty fingers. Would you like that?" Meredith offers.
Addison nods vigorously, and points to a bottle of lube that she has in her nightstand.
Meredith nods, and she gets it, and gently pulls her fingers out before she covers them in lubricant to get them ready for Addison.
Meredith comes running when Dr. Bailey pages her.
She bursts into the room, and she's terrified when she sees Addison on the exam room table.
"Are you alright!?" Meredith panics.
"Just a little sore, apparently I'm just fine," Addison chuckles.
"Oh good. Sorry, I really did a number on you last night, huh," Meredith smiles.
"You sure did," says Addison. "But don't worry. It was nothing that I didn't ask you for."
Meredith checks that Addison is ready before she slides her fingers in again, one by one.
And then she gets Addison to fully relax as she slides her thumb in.
Addison breathes heavily, and tugs on Meredith's ponytail as she goes in slowly, inch by inch.
When she's fully filled up, Meredith stills, and watches the pleasure wash over Addison's face.
She hasn't had sex this good in ages, and she can tell that Meredith is enjoying this as much, or even more so, than she is.
Meredith looks smug, and drunk off the power, and Addison looks blissed out, and angelic.
"More like begged me for," Meredith smirks, as she joins Addison and sits up next to her.
"You're the one who barged into the trailer," Addison teases.
"You're the one who let me inside," says Meredith.
"You're the one who ripped all my clothes off," says Addison.
"You're the one who almost pulled my hair out," says Meredith.
"You're the one who left me bruises between my thighs," says Addison.
Meredith doesn't move her hand until Addison asks her to, and even then, she's very gentle.
She slowly opens and closes her fingers, her wrist only shifting slightly as Addison shuts her eyes and keeps moaning for her.
Now her hands are gripping at the sheets as Meredith uses her other hand to touch her clit, which is pulsing.
Addison feels her stomach clenching, a familiar precipice approaching her.
"Come for me," Meredith encourages her.
"Oh-" Addison moans louder. "Meredith-" she gasps.
"So did you tell Dr. Bailey what happened?" Meredith asks her.
"No," says Addison.
"Did you tell Derek what happened?" Meredith asks her.
"No," says Addison again.
"Are you going to tell them what happened?" Meredith asks her.
"Nope," Addison shakes her head.
"Excellent," Meredith smiles.
When Addison starts coming, she also starts screaming, and her throat is worn raw as she calls out for Meredith.
"You're doing great," Meredith praises her. "Enjoy it, enjoy it," she says.
Addison whimpers against Meredith's hand- Meredith's wrist.
She gasps as she messes up the sheets of her bed, and she's sweating because of the exertion.
Addison's inner walls clench around Meredith's wrist, pulsing with desire and hunger.
When she grows weary, Addison moves her hand over Meredith's, and Meredith understands as she pulls out very slowly.
"What are we doing then? What are you doing, what am I doing? Are we going to have an affair, or are we going to pretend that this never hapened?" Addison asks her.
"I don't know, what do you want to do?" Meredith asks her.
"I want you," Addison blurts out, and then she blushes, a little bit embarrassed with herself at the moment.
"I want you too," Meredith admits just as eagerly.
"Is this about him? Is this some way to get back at him? Or to get his attention?" Addison asks her, before they go too much further.
"No," says Meredith. "It's not some messed up plan. I'm not using you like that. Maybe I didn't know what I wanted in the beginning. But now I do, and it's not him," she says simply.
Addison pulls Meredith's hand to her lips once it's out of her, and she brings it to her lips, cleaning it off, and tasting herself.
Then Meredith brings her lips to Addison's, and tastes her more, from her lips as well as from her own.
Addison pulls Meredith so that she's back on top of her, and the two of them make out lazily as Addison rides out the rest of her aftershocks, clenching around nothing from a euphoria that's still striking her.
As their tongues dance together, Meredith strokes Addison's hair again, until Addison is very tired, and she pulls Meredith beside her, and curls into the crook of her shoulder.
"Can you stay the night?" Addison asks her.
"We probably shouldn't risk it. But I can stay a little longer," Meredith offers.
"How long can you stay for?" Addison asks her.
"Until I get paged," Meredith says, as she leans into Addison's shoulder.
"I don't want an affair with you. I want more. Is that okay?" says Addison.
"More than okay," says Meredith.
"I'll make you come next time," Addison promises.
"I actually did, just by watching you," Meredith giggles. "What can I say? You're so hot when you come."
Meredith stays for a few hours, snuggling up to Addison under the covers. They kiss and they talk, and Meredith tries to help Addison fall asleep, but she's wired, and she just wants to keep talking.
So Meredith helps her clean herself up, and clean up around the trailer, until they curl up together again.
"Stay with me?" Addison asks her again.
"I can't, I'm sorry. I'll see you tomorrow," Meredith promises.
"Okay," Addison whispers. "Thank you."
"Get a good night's rest, Addison," says Meredith, as she waves goodbye to the trailer. "You're probably going to feel this in the morning."
***** FIN