pull shapes - lexie/meredith/alex, rslybrunetteMay 25 2010, 18:39:10 UTC
for the record, i took way too many creative liberties with your prompt -- please don't kill me. i know you're looking for gen and i turned into a triangle, but, hey, thank god multiple people can do multiple prompts
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This is not her fault.
If anything, she’s the accidental third party, still asleep when - whatever this is was initiated. Because, see, when she fell asleep there were only two people in this bed which is a perfectly reasonable number.
Three is not.
And yet.
And yet she wakes up to hands sliding over her skin, hands that she was one hundred percent sure were Alex’s - despite the fact that they felt significantly smaller, not to mention cooler - straight up until she reached out her own hand, found a smooth jawline in place of his stubbly one, ended with her fingers tangling in soft waves, wrist bumping one bony shoulder.
So. Definitely not Alex.
She opens her eyes. Which is probably what her first move should’ve been.
Then she sits up, or more accurately jumps and just happens to land back on the bed. Meredith’s hand falls limply to rest on Alex’s leg like it’s second nature, and it’s only then that Lexie registers their positions. Alex flat on his back, with Meredith sitting low between his spread legs, previously with her hands on Lexie and “holy shit”.
“Told you,” Alex says, and he and Meredith share a look that plainly says they’re up to no good. The quirk of an eyebrow, an amused smirk, and his fingers are tracing designs on Meredith’s hip.
Her sister and her boyfriend. In bed with her. Trying to feel her up.
Just. What the fuck.
“Are you drunk?” She’s not really asking. They wouldn’t own up to it if they were, probably, and she doesn’t see any alcohol in the room, and Alex is still exactly where he was when she fell asleep, sprawled out along the length of him. So he, at least, is not drunk.
And Meredith always was wildly inappropriate.
There’s still the customary “no” from Meredith, and Alex doesn’t bother to confirm or deny. In fact he just looks like he’s torn between going back to sleep or enjoying the show.
She wonders where Derek is. She’s fairly sure that assuming he’s not in the house is a safe bet considering.
“Just a little innocent fun,” Meredith murmurs, half a second before she moves for Lexie again, closing the distance between their mouths, her tongue darting out and right there? Right there where she sighed into Meredith’s mouth. Pretty much not a deterrent, which was what she was going for, at least initially. Before their lips touched and Lexie’s skin started buzzing right where Meredith’s fingertips edged along Lexie’s bra, tentative until she runs blunt nails along the thin fabric in one sharp flick of her wrist.
That moan was definitely hers.
Innocent fun her ass.
When Meredith pulls back - because let’s not kid ourselves, she’s running this show, her and Alex are, and Lexie’s just the uneven end of this triangle, too short or too long or something but she still fits - she shoots a look at Alex, who nods appreciatively. “Hot.”
Re: pull shapes - lexie/meredith/alex, rabvjMay 25 2010, 19:33:58 UTC
UM. Holy Shit. This is disturbingly hot because... well, just because, but it's hot and good. Like, really, really good.
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When Meredith pulls back - because let’s not kid ourselves, she’s running this show, her and Alex are, and Lexie’s just the uneven end of this triangle, too short or too long or something but she still fits - she shoots a look at Alex, who nods appreciatively. “Hot.”
Re: pull shapes - lexie/meredith/alex, rfoibles_fablesMay 25 2010, 20:23:35 UTC
Um, okay, we need to have a talk. Since when has Lexie being slutty (with ALEX and MEREDITH no less) ever been a ~problem with me? So, yeah, no apology necessary.
Now that that's all cleared up, omifuck that was hot. Like...legit, OMG, I'm dying. This threesome just DOES things to me and this was perfect. Looooove forever.
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This is not her fault.
If anything, she’s the accidental third party, still asleep when - whatever this is was initiated. Because, see, when she fell asleep there were only two people in this bed which is a perfectly reasonable number.
Three is not.
And yet.
And yet she wakes up to hands sliding over her skin, hands that she was one hundred percent sure were Alex’s - despite the fact that they felt significantly smaller, not to mention cooler - straight up until she reached out her own hand, found a smooth jawline in place of his stubbly one, ended with her fingers tangling in soft waves, wrist bumping one bony shoulder.
So. Definitely not Alex.
She opens her eyes. Which is probably what her first move should’ve been.
Then she sits up, or more accurately jumps and just happens to land back on the bed. Meredith’s hand falls limply to rest on Alex’s leg like it’s second nature, and it’s only then that Lexie registers their positions. Alex flat on his back, with Meredith sitting low between his spread legs, previously with her hands on Lexie and “holy shit”.
“Told you,” Alex says, and he and Meredith share a look that plainly says they’re up to no good. The quirk of an eyebrow, an amused smirk, and his fingers are tracing designs on Meredith’s hip.
Her sister and her boyfriend. In bed with her. Trying to feel her up.
Just. What the fuck.
“Are you drunk?” She’s not really asking. They wouldn’t own up to it if they were, probably, and she doesn’t see any alcohol in the room, and Alex is still exactly where he was when she fell asleep, sprawled out along the length of him. So he, at least, is not drunk.
And Meredith always was wildly inappropriate.
There’s still the customary “no” from Meredith, and Alex doesn’t bother to confirm or deny. In fact he just looks like he’s torn between going back to sleep or enjoying the show.
She wonders where Derek is. She’s fairly sure that assuming he’s not in the house is a safe bet considering.
“Just a little innocent fun,” Meredith murmurs, half a second before she moves for Lexie again, closing the distance between their mouths, her tongue darting out and right there? Right there where she sighed into Meredith’s mouth. Pretty much not a deterrent, which was what she was going for, at least initially. Before their lips touched and Lexie’s skin started buzzing right where Meredith’s fingertips edged along Lexie’s bra, tentative until she runs blunt nails along the thin fabric in one sharp flick of her wrist.
That moan was definitely hers.
Innocent fun her ass.
When Meredith pulls back - because let’s not kid ourselves, she’s running this show, her and Alex are, and Lexie’s just the uneven end of this triangle, too short or too long or something but she still fits - she shoots a look at Alex, who nods appreciatively. “Hot.”
Lexie swallows her agreement.
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this:
When Meredith pulls back - because let’s not kid ourselves, she’s running this show, her and Alex are, and Lexie’s just the uneven end of this triangle, too short or too long or something but she still fits - she shoots a look at Alex, who nods appreciatively. “Hot.”
was my favorite part.
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Now that that's all cleared up, omifuck that was hot. Like...legit, OMG, I'm dying. This threesome just DOES things to me and this was perfect. Looooove forever.
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This is my favorite threesome too, let me tell you. I really want to write something epic with them one day.
So glad you liked it! Thanks!
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And Meredith always was wildly inappropriate. I so love that about her.
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I'm glad you liked this! Thanks :)
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