Heart Skipped A Beat 4
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.
And the only reason that Meredith's hand ever leaves Addison's hip is because she drops the pile of charts that she's carrying right in front of her.
"Damn," Addison swears as she thinks about reaching to pick them up.
But before she does, Meredith Grey drops to her knees, and begins doing the honors.
Meredith is kneeling in front of her, picking up her charts, her ass (okay, her beautiful and very fine ass), in the air, and Addison is having a hard time keeping it together.
In fact, Addison whimpers a little, and when Meredith looks up at her from right in front of her, Addison can feel her blood rushing, and her hands start to shake even more.
"You okay?" Meredith asks her, her voice coming out far more raspy than she'd expected it to.
"Yes…" Addison says, though it comes out more husky than she'd intended to.
"I got you," Meredith says as she picks up the charts, and hands them up to Addison.
"Thanks-" Addison says as she takes the charts from Meredith's hands, their fingers barely brushing against each other's.
It's electric, the contact. It's hot and it's sexy. And so is the eye contact. The eye contact!
Addison takes in the visual of Meredith there in front of her, with her hair cascading down her shoulders, and arms reaching out towards her, and her bright blue eyes.
She gulps.
Addison has to deliberately stop herself from picturing the blonde in this position for whole other reasons.
Inappropriate reasons.
Reasons that involve Meredith unzipping her pants, and with her own hands tugging and weaving through Meredith's hair.
All the while Meredith is fending off similar thoughts of Addison standing there praising her.
Telling her what a 'good girl,' she is. Asking her to touch her. Fondle her.
Ask her to do whatever she wants.
Meredith loves seeing Addison sparkle, and now Addison is sparking just like she was in those pictures.
Now in three-dimensional, sweet-smelling, shyly smiling glory.
And that's when Addison realizes how she's acting and how she really has to get Meredith to pick herself up off the floor.
She can't just stay here forever and fantasize about pulling her own shirt over her head, and watch Meredith pull her shirt over her head, and then playfully tug at Addison's panties.
She can't just have her colleague kneel here while she starts to feel increasingly guilty about having Snapchatted Mark last night and told her how hard she'd come while she'd accidentally and secretly thought of her?
So what if she also fantasizes about taking Meredith out for coffee, and dinner, and showing off to her friends!?
And it's not like she can just ask Mark what he thinks about her constantly thinking about Meredith, because of course Mark would just be all smug and happy about it, and her life cannot be this complicated!?
***** END OF CHAPTER 4