A/N : They've invented a new game! Guess what the name is? I'll give you a clue. It's one word, and very very close to 'squee'. :D This is by me.

"This is boring." Derek grumbled.
"That's only because you're loosing." Addison chirped, watching as he downed another shot of gin.

They were sitting on their bed, cards in hands and scattered all over the sheets, alcohol by the bedstand. Addison picked out another card and threw them all down.

"21 points!" she exclaimed. "Drink up, baby!"

"I'm getting drunk." Derek mumbled, downing another shot.
"And I'm winning tons." Addison smirked. Derek threw his cards down with a grunt.

"Sore loser." Addison teased.
"I'd rather play something else." he said, refusing to give in. Addison thought for a second then a smirk crossed her face.

"We could play this, in a different way. And you wouldn't get drunk, I promise." she said, a hint of mischief in her eyes.

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10 minutes later, Derek sat in bed only with a pair of boxers and Addison only had her shirt off.

"Unfair, this is very unfair." Derek complained again.

"At least you don't have to get drunk." Addison pointed out, eyes darting around her cards, her mind debating for a decision to be made.

"Alright," Derek started. "Change of rules. Once one of us gets naked, it's time to end this game and play something else."

Addison looked to Derek's boxers with a laugh. "You're desperate to end this, aren't you?"

Yes I am. I'm desperate to see the rest of your body but you just keep winning. he thought to himself. But he only looked up to her with a smile at the question.

"Alright." Addison gave in. "You have a deal."

Then Derek smirked, looking down at his cards. After Addison had made a decision that she don't need anymore cards, Derek look to his with a smile. 18 points. He reached out and grab a card, shoving it into the spread in his hands. 26 points. Perfect.

"Ok, are you ready?" Addison asked, shifting in bed, a smile on her face. Derek nodded eagerly, as though he was about to win the game. In fact, he was going to win--in another way.

They both showed the cards and Derek cheered when he saw that Addison had 20 points. His wife looked up to him with a frown.

"Are you drunk?"

"No." he said, packing the cards up. "Let's change the game."

"Ok. But you lose. So you have to take that off." she reminded him, pointing to his boxers.

He placed the stack on the bedstand and crawled back into bed, grinning at her.

"No problem."

He pushed off his boxers and lunged at his wife, pressing her body against the bed as his lips locked onto hers. With a swift movement, he reached behind her and unclasp her bra, his hands moving down to tear off her bottoms.

"What kind of game is this?" Addison asked as their lips pulled apart. At that, Derek smirked, tossing their clothes off the bed.

"It's called 'Sex'. "