A/N : I'm starting to wonder who is more creative, the writers, or Addison and Derek? I can't figure out. Help me. This is by Kendel (kendel17) who claims that her brain has died. Hmm..
"Have you seen Dr. Shepherd?" Derek asked at the nurses station.
"She said to tell you she's in ped's."
"Ped's?" Derek made his way downstairs, he should have figured. "What are you doing?" he teased as he entered the Pediatric playroom.
"Playing Crash Bandicoot." Addison replied from where she was curled up in the corner.
"Oh yeah?" Derek, sat down close beside her, lacing his fingers through her hair, "Once you die it's my turn."
Addison nodded absentmindedly, working her way through 6 more levels.
"I forgot how good you are," Derek stretched as she passed him the controller.
Addison settled herself close beside him, snaking her hand around his shoulders and raking her fingers through his hair.
"Your distracting me," he growled.
"That's the point," she lightly ran her lips down the length of his neck and across his shoulder as far as his shirt would let her. She gently nibbled and sucked at that spot before starting to nibble her way back up.
"Okay, that's enough of that," Derek exclaimed throwing down his controller and turning around, pined Addison to the couch, his lips meeting hers. She was expecting this.
Her hands went instantly to his waist, nimbly untying his scrubs and pushing them over his hips. She pulled his top over his head as her hands journeyed back up to his hair.
Derek had reluctantly stopped kissing her when she pulled his top over his head, but now that the shirt was gone his mouth eagerly found it's way back to her neck causing her to moan out loud. He wrapped an arm tightly around her waist pulling her into a sitting position his lips following his hand has he rid her of her shirt. Addison leaned back in his arms, all her weight on his arm his he kissed his way up and down her breastbone.
Suddenly he pulled her sharply against him, allowing him to kiss her. She moaned with pleasure as their tongues touched.
Derek groaned with frustration as he realized that in their present position he could literally, not get into her pants.
Gathering her tightly against him he stood and pushed her hard against the wall.
"Ahhhh," she exhaled sharply her nails digging into his shoulders.
Still holding her tightly against him, he undid her pants, forcing them off her hips, "You had to wear pants,"
Addison laughed as he swung her around again, this time to set her on a table top. Wrapping a leg around his waist she dragged him down with her. Their lips refusing to part as there hands roamed and teased each others bodies.
Suddenly Derek pulled away.
"What?" Addison asked breathlessly.
Derek grinned at her mischievously and reached over the side of the table.
Addison's back arched as the cold air from the air hockey table they were on hit her bare skin.
Derek captured her lips again, "Bet you weren't expecting that."