Author's Note:*CMW2 shuffles sheepishly out of the woodwork and sees the Spanish Inquisition glaring at her as she sits down at her computer*
Hi. Don't kill me. I've been a little swamped lately but my workload is steadily decreasing. Only three more months to summer!
It can't come fast enough.
I'm sick of school and idiot classmates and being exhausted all the time...
Well, I wanted to get this out now that I have a moment of peace and before I have to get ready to go. I'm going to the Spring Musical.
"He's a what?... He's a what?... He's a MUSIC MAN…"
Since I'm in band, I cannot escape the music and hopefully, seeing the whole play will fix it.
Probably not.
Disclaimer: "Honestly, it's not mine!" – Austin Powers
She spotted them coming in and couldn't help but smile.
Derek was happy again.
His body language was peaceful and he looked healthy again, especially his eyes. They had the spark back, that optimistic shine that drew everyone in.
He boldly picked Grey up and she squealed, pounding playfully at his back between giggles.
"Put me down, you big bully!" she demanded.
"Why? I like you here."
"Because I have rounds! And you have to go and the Brain Man thing so you put me down, Derek Christopher!" she insisted.
Rolling his eyes, Derek gently placed down on her feet but kept his arms around her tiny body.
"Who told you my middle name?"
Grey smiled and pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose before walking away.
Addison laughed at the dumbfounded look on his face, drawing his attention.
"Does she cause that often?"
Derek sighed deeply and admitted, "Yeah."
"Good, someone needs to do that."
With that, she walked away with her head held high and with renewed determination.
If he could get Grey back, then she stood a chance with Mark, she figured.
She hoped she was right.
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"So, you and Shepherd are back in the saddle again?"
Blushing at Alex's metaphor, Meredith nodded affirmatively, pulling on her lab coat.
Her hair was back in its usual work ponytail but strategically laid to cover the large red hickey on her jugular.
"That's good, Mere. You deserve to be happy." George praised with a small smile.
"Like you and Iz, huh? ", she questioned with a responding smile.
Now it was George's turn to blush and nod shyly.
Meredith was glad to see that Izzie and George were going strong.
They deserved happiness.
The locker room door opened and Mark stuck his head in.
"Hey, Mark. What's up?" she asked.
"Listen, I'm going to make my move tonight. You know, with Addison and…"
"As long as I don't have to see you two at it, you can totally bring her home…" she answered knowingly.
Visibly relieved, Mark nodded and left, making her shake her head.
It seemed like the Quadrangle was about to resolve fully.
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He waited until she got within his reach and pounced.
Gripping her wrist gently but firmly, he yanked her into the empty stairwell and pressed his lips firmly against hers.
Addison shuddered and responded with gusto, sliding her hands under his scrub shirt.
He had been waiting all shift for this.
Mark sighed and nipped at her pouty lower lip in retaliation, sucking on it in the way she liked. Her nails dug into his back and she cooed in pleasure as he nuzzled her throat. She had on a flowy black skirt and a pink v-neck sweater that made him want to trace his tongue down to where the lace would be. He did just that and she whimpered his name insistently.
"Mark, please…I…I want…"
"Tell me, honey. What can I give you?" he urged throatily.
"You. I want you. Your body, your heart, everything…" she confessed.
He had never been so hard in so fast. Addison wanted him and not just for sex. She wanted it all with him. Not with Derek or anyone else, just him.
It was an unbearable aphrodisiac.
"Panties. Off. Now." he growled.
She gasped but obediently did so, handing the sodden red lace to him shyly.
The blush on her cheeks was a beautiful adorable fuchsia.
"I'm going to want those back later." she informed him with an arched brow.
Mark grinned wolfishly and pocketed them in his lab coat.
"We'll see. Untie me."
She did so eagerly and he slid down his boxers just enough to free his throbbing member.
With a little hop, she wrapped herself around him and gasped as he plunged into her to the hilt.
Her heels dug into his ass but he didn't care.
All that mattered was her.
He moved slowly but deeply, passionately claiming her as his.
"I love you, Addie."
"…love you too…always…" she sighed.
Smiling, he kissed her, picking up the pace.
As good as it was to be with her again, a quickie in the stairwell would never satisfy him.
He needed to get her to a bed and completely naked.
I need to feel her again…to see her and touch her all over…
Soft cries escaped Addison as she shattered, her inner walls clenching around him rapidly.
"Ohh, Mark…" she moaned blissfully.
"That's it, honey…come for me…god, you feel so good…"
"It's all because of you… oh! Oh, god!"
He ground into her and let go with a growl, sending her back into orbit.
They shuddered in each others arms, sealing their renewed bond with a deep kiss after getting straightened out.
"You're mine, woman."
A small smile curved her lips and she nodded in agreement.
"Way to state the obvious, Sloan. Come on, let's go. I'm not finished with you, yet."
Both of them laughed quietly as they headed downstairs towards the parking lot and their future.