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ynscrazylife · 1 year
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Can i request a greys anat. fic? Where addison is newley devorced from derek and is falling head over heals for intern reader and gets v teased for it by mark, derek and callie? (I am only on s3 of greys anatomy and i love it sm!)
Addison Getting Teased for Liking an Intern | Blurb
It definitely took some time after the divorce for the awkwardness around Addison, Derek, and Mark to go away and it was difficult for all three of time. After some long and hard conversations, Addison and Derek came to the mutual agreement that their divorce was for the best and began to sort things out between themselves and with Mark (both individually and together).
Their past was still a bit of a touchy subject but they were getting there, which is why it came as a surprise when Mark noticed Addison and Callie standing together and made a comment. “Wow, I haven’t seen Addison look at someone like that since she met Derek in med school,” he joked.
Derek, who had been standing with Mark, and Callie both followed Addison’s line of sight, only to see the new intern who the hospital had been gossiping about talking to Meredith by the stairs.
“Oooooh,” Callie teased, nudging her friend playfully with her elbow as Addison’s face immediately went the same shade as her hair.
She straightened her posture and made a show of rolling her eyes. “Don’t be dramatic, I wasn’t giving her any type of look,” she insisted.
“You were practically drooling,” Derek chimed in, teasing good-naturally with a smug look on his face. Maybe he was being a bit dramatic now.
Addison scoffed, though it wasn’t very convincing. “It’s nothing! She’s—she’s . . .” There were no words for her to say to escape from this.
“You’re head over heels, oh my god!” Callie exclaimed excitedly, even clapping her hands.
Addison’s face got redder by the moment. Mark opened his mouth to add something snarky in, when he stopped at the sight of you, the intern, walking over. “Doctor Montgomery!” You said cheerfully, wearing a bright and contagious smile.
Mark and Derek had to stifle snickers at how quickly Addison turned around. “Y-yes?” She said, straightening her coat.
“Would you mind if I discuss a patient with you? I just had some questions about the chart,” you said, holding the clipboard out to her.
Not trusting herself to speak, Addison only nodded with a small “mhm!”.
You pinched your eyebrows. “Yes, you do mind?” You asked, a little dejected.
Addison’s eyes went wide but Callie quickly swooped in to save the day. “She doesn’t mind! She has all the time in the world,” the resident said, practically pushing Addison towards you. You looked confused, but went with it.
As Addison walked away with you, she glanced over her shoulder to see the three doctors wearing shit-eating grins. Derek gave her a thumbs up, Mark was making a kissy face, and Callie was mouthing at her telling her to make a move. She gave them one fierce glare that only she could before turning back to you and refocusing her attention.
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Better Late Than Never
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Pairing: Alex Karev x Reader
Summary: After years of being gone, Alex makes his return to Grey Sloan Memorial.
Warnings: Mention of Jack Gibson and light cursing.
She's baaccckkk!!!
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“Dr. Y/L/N.” 
“What is it Griffith?” The brunette looked up from the tablet in her hands to see the new intern smiling back at her and panting like she just ran two miles. Y/N cocked an eyebrow and the intern who seemingly forgot her reason for searching for the OBGYN in the first place.
“Oh! There’s a really handsome man looking for you. Well, I overheard him asking Dr. Hunt for you down in the pit but he got brushed off so I offered to bring him up but he said he knew this hospital like the back of his hand. Which is weird now that I think about it.” Griffith tilted her head to the side causing her curls to bounce on top of her head as she thought back to her interaction with the man.
“Did he give you a name?”
“I didn’t ask but he’s right-” 
“Here.” For a second the doctor’s heart skipped a beat at the sound of a very familiar voice. A voice that she tried so hard to forget over the past couple years. 
No no no, it can’t be him she thought.
“Y/N.” 
“Griffith I need you run down to the lab to collect Mrs. Henry’s lab workup.” Alex hung his head and the intern could visibly see her superior trying her best to ignore the man that called out to her.
“Y/N you can’t igno-” 
“Griffith-”
“On it.” The intern glanced between the pair before speed walking down the hall to the elevator. Alex sighed, he knew that she wasn’t going to be happy to see him but he didn’t expect her to ignore him either.
“Y/N please, can we talk?”
Rolling her eyes at him Y/N walked past him to go check on her patient but that only made him follow her. Alex securely took hold of her arm and pulled her into the nearest on-call room.
“Alex! What the hell?” Breaking away from him she wasted no time in putting as much distance between them as possible. 
“Y/N I know you don’t want to see me especially after the way things ended between us but I just want to talk.” 
“It’s been years since you left me to go back to Izzie and now you want to talk. Alex I’m only going to say this once, fuck you. I don’t want to hear a word coming out of your mouth because when you were supposed to talk to me you left. You took your things and took off leaving me a freaking letter filled with bullshit.” Alex listened to her release all her anger on him that she definitely had pent up over the years.
“I meant everything in that letter Y/N. I loved you and every single thing we had built together-”
“Oh please, you wouldn’t even know what love is even if it slapped you in the face Karev. If you had loved me, loved us and what we had, you wouldn’t have left. We would’ve come up with a way for you to meet your kids and be a part of their lives but you took off instead. You didn’t mention them to me, you just found out and left me in the dirt.” Hot tears pricked at her eyes as all the hurt, frustration and anger rushed to the surface but she’s not going to let them fall. Alex Karev didn’t deserve another tear of hers.
“You didn’t deserve that.” 
“I didn’t deserve that but yet still you did that to me!” Alex felt a stabbing pain in his chest hearing and seeing how much pain, how much she’s hurting over the way he left. After all, they were three days away from getting married and starting a life together.
“I’m sorry.” 
“It’s a little too late for apologies.” A moment of silence fell over the room giving Y/N the time to get a hold of her emotions. Alex couldn’t help but take in her appearance after being away from her for years. He had to admit, her beauty never changed but the thing that struck him was the wedding band that she wore on her left hand.
“How are they?”
“Mhm?” Alex snapped back to reality at the sound of her voice.
“Your family, how are they?” She couldn’t help but to be curious about the kids and what they looked like. A smile graced his face at the thought of his kids back home.
“They’re good, the kids are growing nicely.” 
“And Izzie, how is she?” 
“We’re no longer together, we had gotten remarried and tried the whole apple pie family life but that only lasted for two years. I’m just sticking around for the sake of the kids.” His smile faltered, breaking that news to her. When he left he had hopes of working things out with Izzie and they did but it wasn’t the same and he knew that. He knew that his heart was back in Seattle with Y/N but he didn’t want to not be part of his children’s lives. Clearing his throat, he pointed to the rock that sat on her ring finger.
“You got married?” 
“I did, I married Gibson” Y/N’s lips curled up into a smile at the thought of her husband Jack.
“Gibson from Station 19? Wow, okay.” Alex didn’t see that one coming, he stuffed his hands into his pockets as he continued.
“He uh- treating you right?” 
“He is.”
“Good, good, you deserve it.” Y/N could see that he’s still wrapping his head around it and just as she was about to say something her pager went off.
“I have to go, they need me in the pit.” She brushed past him but stopped with her hand on the doorknob.
“Alex, although it took a while, thanks for finally coming to talk.”
“Better late than never, right?” The pair chuckled at that statement because it’s true. Now she was finally able to bury what they had.
“But I should get going, take care of yourself Karev.” Y/N opened the door and ran off leaving him in the cold room. Just as the door closed shut behind her, Alex found himself saying the three words that he wanted to tell her all along.
“I love you.”
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misaverawrites · 2 years
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Intern Lounge Blues (Mark Sloan x Reader) *SMUT*
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a/n: literally so happy my parents nicknamed me lexxe (same pronunciation) bc it allows me to indulge in slexie. kind of a prequel to Never, which I am editing!! :) Thank you so, so much for 800 followers!!!
tags: SMUT, shameless, self-indulgent smut for this damn man, praise kink, kissing, fingering, dirty talk, AU: Mark Sloan survives, mild begging
summary: Sloan sure does know his way around a woman.
Mark Sloan is a god among men. You were more than sure of that.
As an intern, you'd been too busy with school to go searching for one-night stands or even long-term sexual relationships. Now you were pleased with that decision because Mark Sloan, the long-term plastic surgeon at Grey Memorial, is breaking a long dry spell and the wait was now worth it.
His hands grip at your thighs, and you're firmly seated on his lap, facing him and grinding against his hard erection which strains against his scrub pants, you move your hands away from the back of his neck, moving them down to take off the scrub top that sticks close to his torso, he chuckles lowly, grabbing a hold of your hands before they are able to grip at the fabric.
"Gonna need you to be patient, let me take care of you." Shit, what have you done right to deserve this? It's a question that is cut off by his lips on your neck, soft bites painting the flesh as he pulls off your scrub top. You gasp at the frozen air of the locker room, his warm breath on your skin contrasting it strikingly. His warm hands travel the length of your body, squeezing at the flesh of your ass, before slipping under the waistband of your scrub pants and your underwear.
You release a whine, almost silent, but Mark picks up on it, his cock hardening against your pussy, and his skin sets yours on fire. This isn’t what you’d heard of being in store for you when you slept with Mark Sloan, brilliant man-whore plastic surgeon of Grey Memorial Hospital, this was tender, you lift your hips as his fingers slip inside of your cunt, which is dripping and desperate for him, his thumb quickly teases at your clit, you gasp loudly, the sensitive organ throbbing at the ministrations, you watch as Mark leers over you, his gaze burning into your skin.
You craved more of him, his fingers quickly becoming not enough for you, he leans down to kiss you, his free hand grasping at the waistband of your pants and underwear, pulling them off as the wet sounds of Mark’s fingers languidly fucking you, slow and talented, become louder in the locker room, the only other noises to drown it out being your moans and yelps, quiet and controlled. You’re completely naked and at the mercy of this amazingly capable man who stands over you, smiling as he slowly leans down to your neck, his teeth biting softly into the flesh, leaving a bruise for future you to worry about, he sucks on the spot a bit before beginning to kiss you, trailing the kisses down the flesh of your body. “Mark,” You whine softly as he bites at the flesh of your thighs, “Come on, Fuck me, Mark…” You hear him chuckle deeply, he licks a stripe up the slit of your pussy, sucking softly on your clit for just a moment, releasing it from his lips with a soft pop. You whine softly as look up to find Mark sliding his scrub top off, leaving you to stare at the absolute Adonis of a man who you were lucky enough to have gotten into this situation with. Your eyes were full of adoration, which was something he was all too aware of… It reminded him of- You notice Mark shake his head as he smiles at you, sliding the rest of his scrubs off as you unclasp your bra, getting up just a bit to take Mark’s face in your hand, kissing him softly, intimately on the lips. It’s a small gesture but he seems to take it for all that it is. It’s oddly enough, the most personal he’s gotten with sex in the past few years.
You both seem to just watch each other for a few seconds, that is until Mark comes in close to you once more, cock pressing against your stomach, rock hard as you pump it softly with your hand, “Oh shit, love the way you… The way you do that. Keep going, sweetheart.” You giggle lovingly at his request as you pump it, faster and harder, his lips meeting yours over and over, “So good, shit.” Praise falls from his lips as he continues to kiss you, until you pull away, standing up and smirking, “Come on, Mark, fuck me.” He nods, pulling your body close to his, your chest pressed against his, his rock-hard cock pressing into your stomach, “You want me to fuck you, sweetheart?” You nod as he pulls you away just slightly, lining the length of his cock, dripping with precum, against your wet cunt. “Then beg.” You roll your eyes, bringing his face to yours, kissing him, hot and heavy before you pull away just slightly, “Mark Sloan, fuck me, fuck me better than you’ve fucked any of the other interns this year and I will be the best surgical assistant any of the attendings have ever seen, now come on… Fuck me!” He chuckles, whispering deeply into your ear, “You’ll get better at the begging thing, babe.” He then slowly eases inside of you, slow and powerful thrusts, causing you to gasp out, you’re close, with all of the foreplay it’s not long before the tension snaps inside of you, wading you into wave after wave of ecstatic pleasure. Mark continues his thrusting, hitting every spot inside of you while rubbing at your clit, “Sh-Shit Mark, fuck!” He chuckles deeply as his hips stutter a bit, he’s getting close, you both know it. Your moans only spur him closer to the finish line as he kisses your skin, before pulling out, spilling his seed out onto your stomach. He kisses your forehead softly and helps you wipe yourself off before pulling his pants back on and sitting next to you for a moment, the quiet allowing what just happened to soak in heavily for the both of you.
You vowed you’d never, ever do something this monumentally stupid. Yet you did, and you couldn’t find it in yourself to regret it.
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kaimelia · 10 months
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Ring + Kaimelia
kaimelia + ring
“Scout asked me if you and I were married, and I said no, and he asked if you were married to someone else.”
“Is now when I’m supposed to fess up?” Kai chuckled, propping their phone up against the vase on the coffee table. “Where’d he get that from?”
“Well, he knows that people wear rings when they’re married, and you wore a lot of rings the last time you were here, so you’re definitely married.”
“Soon you’re gonna have to explain polyamory to him.” They raised their eyebrows as Amelia rolled her eyes. “What’d you tell him?”
“That people can wear rings without being married. But, I’m pretty sure he’s telling Link that you and I are married, which will be a super interesting conversation next time I see him.”
“You ever think about it?”
“Think about what?”
“Getting married.”
“No,” she chuckled, “because I know I don’t want to.” She paused, biting her bottom lip as she thought. “Do you think about it?”
“A little, but that’s mostly just because we’re constantly seeing things in the news about gay marriage, so it’s a little hard to avoid.” Amelia watched as they picked up their laptop and leaned back into the couch, her stomach sinking as she recounted their words.
“Do you want to get married?”
“Not particularly. I’m not opposed to it, but I don’t need to, and you don’t want to, so I’m fine with that.” They looked over at their phone. “Did I freak you out with that?”
“A little.” She pursed her lips. “That’s just how things ended with Link, and you said it, and it just,” she shrugged. “It brought back some not-so-great feelings.”
“Well, it’s not something I need to happen. We can get paperwork to do almost anything that a legal marriage would give us, and who knows if we’ll even be able to get married in a few years from now.”
“That’s a little dark.”
“I’m being realistic.” They shrugged. “But, we don’t need to be married to be with each other. Queer people have lived all throughout history without getting married.”
“Thank you,” she smiled. “How would you feel if I made you my emergency contact?”
“Do I get a ring with that?”
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its-elsie-snuffin · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Grey's Anatomy Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Meredith Grey/Nick Marsh Characters: Meredith Grey, Nick Marsh Additional Tags: Cameos from April and Jackson, and Zola!, MerNick, Mild Angst, Happy Ending, Nick POV, Nick’s best friend Brian and his wife Paige make an appearance, with an assist from Maggie Summary:
Nick knows he would be able to live without her. But he doesn’t want to, so he makes a grand gesture. Post 19x07.
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queer-art-cake · 2 years
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Kaimelia in Kai’s outfit from finale 💗
I posted it everywhere but here so finally here we are 💗
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greysramblings · 2 years
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I know when I'm being manipulated, and I know when I'm being made fun of.
Can I just say hats off (kind of) to the writers in S5E8 when the cardiologist with autism, Dr. Dixon, visited the hospital?
Every time I watch it, at first, I forget how it ends. and I'm endlessly pissed off. I'm still pissed off at the end about how an actor who doesn't have autism played a character with autism, and how writers who don't have autism wrote a character with autism. Like, she's in three episodes, it pisses me off.
But this is what I love. Bailey and Karev and Webber, and everyone else at the hospital who interacted with Dr. Dixon, were condescending, or sarcastic, or manipulating. They were treating her like she was less of a person and deserved less of a behavior or attitude towards her.
Then at the end of S5E8, she tells Bailey, "I'm not good at cues like condescension or sarcasm, but I do know when I'm being manipulated, and I know when I'm being made fun of. I don't think I like this hospital very much. I don't think I like this hospital at all."
And THAT! Like YES. Yes for calling out Bailey and everyone's behavior, instead of letting autistic people being the butt of yet another uninspired and ableist joke. Yes for having her say that instead of being the "weird" "quirky" character that got some laughs in the episode. THAT was cool of them.
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asliceoftoast · 2 years
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japril headcannons 🥰
jackson likes to play with april's hair. his fingers just mindlessly twirl them (also this but 😉)
jackson took april to her first concert ever after they got married (yes he suffered through some country music for her)
whenever she has the chance, april's the big spoon (bc while she likes feeling small + safe wrapped up in him, she also likes trying to hold all of him + clinging to him like a monkey)
when they were roommates with alex, alex used to jokingly call them mom and dad because they would always gang up on him to make him clean + whatnot
jackson has a ~mild~ obsession with april's neck (like plz we've all seen those gif sets 🫠)
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rosegreys18 · 1 year
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Looking for Sexy Meredith Grey Fanfics
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djnikkij · 2 years
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I feel I should write some of my fanfic on here because I feel like it would be fun so. If anyone has ideas don't hesitate to send them! I would love to hear them
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ynscrazylife · 1 year
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Hi, I absolutely adored your Andrew DeLuca fic!!
I was hoping (if you still write) if you would write an imagine being his fiancé or maybe wife and changing specialties and transferring to OB under Carina
Being Married to Andrew Deluca & Switching to OB
Andrew would be very conflicted about this. On one hand, he wants to support you because you’re his wife and he’s thrilled that you’re following your dreams and finding what you really want to do with your career. But on the other hand, that means you’ll be training under his sister! The dramatic side of him just knows that she’ll corrupt you and you two will gang up on him. How is he supposed to handle that?!
So when you give him the news and he just stands there, his face frozen, you begin to panic, thinking that he doesn’t like it. Your face drops and the only thing that snaps Andrew out of his thoughts is seeing tears pool into your eyes. “Oh honey, no, no, no! I’m thrilled! I’m so happy for you!” He’ll say and will give you a big bear hug, lifting you up and spinning you around.
A big grin breaks out on your face and you wrap your arms around him. He peppers you with light kisses, making you giggle. Then, he makes you promise not to ditch him for Carina. You oblige with a laugh, not thinking that he’s serious. You know Carina, what’s going to happen??
In no time at all, you and Carina become BFFs. She already adored you, but now she adores you even more and loves working with you. She thinks you’re so talented and has so much fun with you! She even jokes to Andrew that she’s going to steal you away from him, which makes him the tiniest bit jealous. He loves that you and his sister are bonding but just like he predicted, the two of you are a relentless tag team on teasing him.
This leads to many small squabbles between the DeLuca siblings in Italian, which you get a front row seat to. You find it charming and that it just makes Andrew even cuter than he already was. You assure him that while you love Carina, he’ll always be number #1 and he accepts that. He can’t deny, he loves seeing the two of you as an unstoppable force. He also loves listening to you talk about how cute the babies are and your stories about the patients. He’ll always be there for you and will drop everything for you if you’ve lost a patient. Andrew and Carina are a great team and do the best job at comforting you. He also loves to watch you preform surgery.
All in all, Andrew is so supportive and you only get closer to Carina!
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elyseregan · 2 years
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My angst-ridden soul did a lil thing. Enjoy!
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misaverawrites · 2 years
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Hey hun! i wanted to request a derek shepherd x fem peds surgeon reader with jealous sex and degradation after reader flirts with arizona to make him jealous! thank you so much!
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Closer (Derek Shepherd x Reader) *SMUT*
summary: derek get jealous of the attention you give to arizona, he needs to remind you of who you’re with.
tags: SMUT, dirty shameless SMUT, dirty talk (words used: whore, etc.) spanking, kissing, jealous sex, possessive sex.
a/n: girl, this request- this request was made along two other smut reqs and they awoke smth inside of me lmao.
It was a mistake, you knew as well as that going into this. The temptation was more than enough to jump your thought process into this idea, however.
You and Derek had been having sex together for a while, his divorce with Meredith had been something of a messy one, with the kids and he couldn’t deal with a relationship. You’d respected his wishes earlier on, but now, he was acting like you were his girlfriend without any commitment, and something about him treating you that way rubbed you the wrong way. You’d decided that if Derek wasn’t going to be willing to treat you like a girlfriend around your co-workers, you’d be treating him like a fling as well.
“Dr. Robbins,” You smile at the woman in question, “I heard about you and Doctor Torres, I honestly just wanted to say that… if you ever need someone to talk to, maybe a little more… don’t ever hesitate to ask.” The woman in question laughs a bit, stroking a lock of hair behind her ear nervously, “Doctor L/N, I’m not sure how appropriate it is to have you flirting with me, especially since I apparently have a bit of a reputation.” You shake your head, leaning into her as you look away just for a second to notice that you’ve caught Derek’s gaze, he’s watching the scene before him with no hint of expression, you want more from him and you’ll do more to get it. “Arizona, a reputation doesn’t mean you can’t have a little bit of fun, in an on-call room, with an intern or something, someone a little more experienced even?” She rolls her eyes at you but leans in just a bit more towards you, and that’s when you see movement from the corner of your eye, Derek was moving in right now, like a predator to his prey, unaware that this was the trap that you’d laid out for him.
“Doctor Robbins, I apologize but I’m going to need Doctor L/N for a consult. Right now.” The force he’d used to say consult as he grabbed your wrist, you knew you were in trouble, Arizona didn’t get a chance to say much of anything as you were dragged away, waving goodbye with a small flit of your fingers. He was brash, dragging you away like this in the open, he was usually much more subtle, not that the doctors didn’t have an idea or subtle suspicion that the two of you were sleeping together. He opened the on-call room door, swiftly pushing it open and slamming it shut, he locked the door and pushed you against the cheap sheets on the on-call room bed. It reminded you fondly of when you two had started sleeping together before he’d seemed godlike, a surgical legend. Now, in all of his vulnerability, humanity, and jealousy, he was simply a man, one who clearly felt strongly enough to want you deeply.
His lips attacked yours with a jealous fervor, biting your bottom lip softly, not enough to hurt but enough to sting the nerves residing there. His hands untie the strings of your scrub bottoms, and you lift your hips in compliance as he slides them off. “Is this what you wanted? You wanted me to get jealous of you flirting with another one of your bosses, honestly, I’m not surprised.” He pulls his shirt off in a swift motion, you felt a twinge of excitement between your thighs, a spark of electricity as he shakes his head, “It’s how we started fucking, you just couldn’t keep it in your pants… such a whore, it’s a good thing you’re smart.” His words, though harsh arouse you all the more. He helps you out of your scrub top, your back is against his chest as you feel the length of his cock, hard against the small of your back. It strains against his scrub pants and it makes you feel proud, you’ve made an equally prideful man desperate for you with just a few words and actions, his hands wrap into your hair, yanking your head to where your neck is exposed.
The feeling of his teeth against your neck is a welcome one, he unties the knot in his scrub pants as his teeth scrape against the flesh of your neck, clamping softly, and your fingers wrap around the fabric of the pants, pulling them off languidly as they fall to his ankles with a muted thud. You turn your head just a bit more, his access to your neck is furthered as he bites softly up and down, he unlatches, looking into your eyes as the wet bites on your neck being to hurt, you know there’ll be something of a bruise later, but for now, you’re throwing caution to the wind as Derek pulls your body closer into his. “You know you’re mine, you’re only mine, no one else can have you. Not Arizona, nobody.” He snarls a bit, his fingers gripping into your thighs, in the morning there’ll be bruises in his shape, a comforting thought.
“I’m only yours, Der, you know I know that.” You whisper softly as he chuckles deeply, shaking his head, “Do you? Or did you forget that while you were flirting with Arizona, thinking about having her fingers deep inside of you when only I what makes you tick, the things that make you wet, when I fuck you?” He slides fingers under your panties, slipping in one finger and then two into your wet cunt, he pumps the digits in momentarily, it’s almost lazy, like the way that he teases you when you two have the day off, soft and slow, “Is this what you wanted?” He asks you, not really looking for much of an answer, but you shake your head nonetheless, “Der I want-“ He cuts you off with a sharp smack to the ass with his other hand, “Frankly, I don’t care what you want right now, you’re lucky I’m even willing to finger you right now, you whore.” You gasp at the sting but even more so as he bites at the soft flesh of your thighs, sliding the wet fabric of your panties off of you. “I’m going to fuck you like you need because clearly, you’re getting a little too bored… we can’t have that, can we?” You shake your head, with any words you have stuck in your throat and in your head as Derek’s tongue makes slight movements against the lips of your pussy.
It’s a feeling you’d never wish to escape, the overwhelming pleasure of an extremely talented surgeon going down on you with all that he has, by now you’d been thrown off of his lap, a bright red handprint still remaining from his earlier smack. Hands rubbed over your clit which was now large with arousal as his tongue fucked the inside of your cunt, lapping up the wet arousal that spilled from inside of it. Your legs were thrown over his shoulders as he ate your pussy like a man possessed, and he was. He was a man possessed by jealousy and he wanted to show you just what you could be missing. You watched as his eyes met yours, tongue still deep inside of you, licking with the most sure of intent, that is until it stops. The arousal still heavy in the air as you look down at him, between your legs, a smirk on his face, hints of your arousal still coated on his stubble. He leans up over you again, kissing you softly, a difference between the earlier aggresion he’d exhibited, the taste of you coats the kiss as he pulls away, “You want me to fuck you? See what else you’d be missing… Fuck, I love you too much to lose you, you know that?” You whine softly, feeling the bulge of his boxers rubbing against your arousal. “You want that, sweetheart? You wanna get fucked like a whore?” You nod pitifully as he smiles, rolling the boxers off of his body.
His cock springs from the confines of his boxers, thick and proud, a dribble of pre-cum dripping from the head. “Fuck me, Derek, please!” The desperation in your voice is his driving force, Derek growing desperate himself, his cock presses against your soaked cunt, slowly sinking into the heat of your pussy. “Shit, so fucking tight, squeezing me so well, baby.” He sheathes himself fully inside of you, making it feel almost hard to breathe as he begins to thrust inside of you, soft and steady at first, before he thrusts his body weight into you, hard and slow. The first thrust hits you like a bag of rocks, you barely have enough time to recover as Derek continues to slam into you, with one thrust that slams against your G-Spot having you seeing stars. Your moans only muffled by the pillow that Derek shoved you into as to muffle your sounds from the outside. “You like that? Yeah, I can feel the way you’re tightening around me, you wanna cum?” He asks as you moan, indignant and a bit fucked out at this point, nodding as your head lulls back into the pillow. “Then cum, baby. Cum on my cock, sweetheart. Cum for me.” You nod, letting the waves of pleasure wash over you as you feel your orgasm smash into you with Derek’s final thrust, the hot spurts of cum unloading inside of you. Derek pulls out of you carefully, laying down on the cheap, now dirty, bed with you.
“Why’d you flirt with Arizona?” He asks, breathlessly, legs intertwining with yours. You shake your head, sighing, “I need some kind of commitment from you, for us. In words, Derek.” He looks down at you as you plant your head on his chest. “God, you know I love you, I’m sorry… I guess it was always assumed or something? Okay, Y/N will you be my committed, loving girlfriend?” He asks, half-joking but you nod, smiling at him. “Yes, thank you Doctor Shepherd, my boyfriend.” He looks at you moving to where your eyes meet one another, “Can you promise me something though?” You look quizzical but you have a sneaking suspicion what it could be, “Could you just not flirt with Arizona again? Or anyone for that matter… When Addison slept with Mark, it broke me. I can’t go through that with you.” You nod, planting your head against his chest one more time, “Of course, I’m sorry for hurting you, Derek. I love you.”
At that moment, the only word you could use to describe it was perfect.
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kaimelia · 1 year
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Schmico (because I miss Nico Kim dammit) + screwdriver
schmico + screwdriver
"I blame the shitty IKEA screwdriver." Levi threw his arms up in exasperation and chucked the tiny piece of metal across the room.
"Well, now we're gonna have to fix that dent in the wall," Nico muttered, leaning forward and picking up the instruction packet. "I really don't think it's that difficult to use."
"I really don't think you get to have an opinion if you're not helping."
"Fair point, but you're also a grown man who doesn't own a proper screwdriver. You put yourself in this position."
"Bold words from another grown man who doesn't own a proper screwdriver." Levi set the piece of wood in his hand down. "We're just not going to have a bed frame."
"Oh, no way. We are not keeping that mattress on the floor another night." Nico jumped up from the couch and retrieved the miniature screwdriver. "Let me show you."
"Be my guest." Levi took the now-empty spot on the couch, folding his arms over his chest and laughing as Nico's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "How much time do I have to give you before I can say I told you so?"
"Say that, and you're sleeping on the couch."
"At least I'll be more than two feet off the ground."
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its-elsie-snuffin · 1 year
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I don’t know what the hell that fall finale was but yeah, I guess I have until Feb 23 to write fix-it fics.
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queer-art-cake · 2 years
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I committed something cute again - here is a quick comic interpretation of Kaimelia meeting for the first time 💗
our little gay hearts just grew in that moment 🏳️‍🌈
I will be publishing them only here for now, maybe will add one day on Instagram too - will see - hope you like it 🥹
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