A/N : Everything gets broken when they're around... Even the poor photocopier has to pay the price of their hormones. -shakes head- Don't get me wrong, not that I don't like it, but... you get me. (i hope) Anyway, this is by Lisa (McDreamy)!
Addison glanced at her watch as she entered the office behind the nurse's station. She was due to meet with Richard and some other doctors from the area to discuss a potential research project in five minutes. She only had one copy of the pamphlet she had made, so she sidled up to the copier and attempted to set it up.
Derek watched as his wife leaned against the machine, unintentionally highlighting her backside, "Now that is an image I'd like to see more often."
"Derek!" She jumped at the sound of his voice and whipped around, "Your comments are not appreciated. I have to get this done."
"Oh but there are so many better things we could do," He kicked the door shut behind him as he crossed the room to her.
"Derek, I'm supposed to meet with Richard now, and I need this copied," Addison placed her hand on his chest to hold him away.
He made a show of rolling his eyes and sighing, "Fine. Turn around. I'll show you."
Addison nodded and looked over the buttons, "This is like a freaking logic puzzle."
"It's really quite simple," He pressed his body against her back and reached around her, pushing the buttons as he did, "How many do you need?"
She had to swallow the lump in her throat, Derek's breath was heavy on her neck and effectively distracting her, "Um, 10, collated."
"Well, then we just…" He trailed off as he demonstrated the buttons to push.
Once his fingers pressed the green start button, his lips began devouring her neck. He ran his hands up her sides, slipping them underneath her lab coat.
"I'm going to be late," Addison whispered as she turned in his arms and lifted her lips to his.
"You've been late before," Derek countered and lifted the hem of her skirt.
Addison chuckled softly. He placed his hands at he bottom of her thighs and hoisted her onto the edge of the copy machine. She reached back and rested her hands at the back edge of the copier, providing complete access for him. Her head rolled back against her neck when Derek's hands made their way from her chin to the waistband of her skirt.
"I want you, now," Addison moaned.
A grin spread across Derek's face as his lips found hers, and he decided to give her exactly what she had asked for.
Just under 15 minutes later Derek grabbed Addison's copies and held them out to her as she adjusted her skirt, "These are yours."
"Thanks," Addison took them and glanced toward the copier, "Do you think we broke it?"
"Well, that couldn't have been good for it," He reached out to straighten he skirt and pressed a kiss to her lips, "But it sure was fun."
Addison nodded, "Well, thanks. I really have to go."
She hurried from the room and nearly sprinted to Richard's office. After composing herself, she stepped in and smiled at everyone.
"Sorry I'm late, I believe the copier is broken," She said the last part to Richard as she took a seat near him.
Richard rolled his eyes. He'd been around the Shepherds long enough to know exactly what a "broken copier" really meant.
"Well, it is nice that you could grace us with your presence," He took a booklet and made a mental note about calling a staff meeting about romantic rendezvous on hospital grounds.