Fic: That Bookface Thing - Part 18/?
Title: That Bookface Thing 18/?
Author: agentb81
Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy
Pairing: Izzie/Addison
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2200
Disclaimer: Grey's Anatomy is copyrighted and belongs to Shonda Rhimes. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use.
Summary: Izzie has Facebook and so do a gazillion other people (according to Meredith)
Spoilers: No spoilers per se, minor details from previous episodes in earlier seasons. Pretend Addison’s just moved to LA and everything with Izzie is hunky dory!
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9 / Part 10 / Part 11 / Part 12 / Part 13 / Part 14 / Part 15 / Part 16 / Part 17
Izzie appeared visibly drained, she had been visiting her mother for several days now, each day becoming more frustrating as the older woman was improving. She sighed heavily as she came under attack from her mother once again.
“You’re doing it all wrong.” Robbie Stevens complained as her daughter rearranged her bed sheets.
“Mom I know what I’m doing.”
“No, you don’t Cricket.” Robbie snapped. “Everything you do, it’s always wrong. How many times have I told you, you always make the wrong decisions.”
“Mom, please.” Izzie sighed as she tucked a piece of bed sheet under the mattress.
“I think you’re being unreasonable Ms Stevens, Izzie’s really trying to help you.”
“See, you can’t even stand up for yourself, you need this, this, harlot to defend you.” Robbie snarled, pointing at Addison who had until now remained quiet. She knew it was Izzie’s battle, but she had grown in frustration at the way Izzie’s mother was treating her. The redhead’s eyes grew wide at the insult, she took an offensive stance, her hands on her hips, as she was about to protest she looked at Izzie’s pleading eyes and closed her mouth, clearly incensed by the words of the patient.
“Mom!” Izzie snapped. “Don’t you dare call her that, you don’t know her. And Addison’s done nothing but help us, you could at least show a little gratitude.” The blonde reasoned.
“I see no reason to. The problem with you Izzie, you just don’t know how to say no. First it’s the teenage pregnancy, then it’s the stripping and now it’s this abomination!” Addison frowned once again, tilted her head slightly ensuring she had heard right.
“Jeez mother, you don’t know when to shut the hell up do you?” exclaimed the exasperated blonde.
“Why haven’t you told me?” Robbie demanded.
“Told you what?” Izzie said, feigning innocence.
“You’re a lesbian now. She’s turned you into a lesbian. I know Isobel, you think you could have your girlfriend hang out with us and me not notice? You could have had the decency to tell me the truth.” Izzie opened her mouth to speak, she sneaked a glance at Addison who was still reeling from the previous revelation. The redhead shrugged in defeat. Robbie followed Izzie’s gaze, a smug smile forming on her lips with realisation, a sparkle appeared in her eyes and interjected before her daughter could respond, “Oh, you didn’t know about that little nugget. That’s right, your precious Isobel is a mother.”
“Mom please.” Izzie responded sadly, her head hanging in shame.
“Ms Stevens.” Addison began. “Izzie has been nothing but selfless, dropping everything to take care of you. Yes we are together, but she didn’t want to tell you just yet because she wanted you to concentrate on your health and as we’re being honest here, you are a rude woman. I’m sorry Izzie, but I can’t just stand by and watch her treat you like this.” Addison stated. Izzie stood in awe, it took a lot for someone to stand up to her mother, she knew, she had firsthand experience at it and never before had a significant other stood up to her the way Addison just had. She knew she would be required to explain the part about her having been a mother, but right now Addison had her back, she felt safe, she felt protected and she felt loved. The blonde moved to stand beside her supportive girlfriend, without thought, she sought out the other woman’s hand, slipping her fingers into Addison’s. The redhead offered a gentle squeeze of reasurement.
“Mom.” Izzie began. “Addison’s right, I didn’t tell you because I thought I was doing the right thing by you and if everything I do just isn’t good enough for you then fine, go home.”
“Cricket . . .” Robbie began.
“No Mom.” Izzie said painfully, “I’ve supported you my life and not once have you been grateful. Whatever you think of Addison or our relationship I don’t care, because she makes me happy and for the first time in my life I actually feel appreciated and loved.”
“I do love you Cricket.” Robbie said woefully.
“Don’t call me that.” Izzie said. “I’m Izzie. This is who I am. Addison didn’t make me gay Mom, I’m not anything, I’m just me and if you can’t accept that, then, I don’t think I can be around you anymore.” She paused for breath, and looked intently at her mother. She felt Addison’s thumb rubbing gentle, soothing patterns on the back of her hand. Izzie felt confident she was making the right decision for everyone, as tough as it was. Robbie didn’t want to be there and had done nothing but snipe and cause aggravation for the blonde resident. Having Addison behind her all the way had given her the strength to make a decision that was right for her. “I’ll pay for you to have a carer until you’re back to full fitness, you may be the bane of my life Mom, but I still love you and I still want you to get better.”
“Finally a bit of fight.” Robbie stated proudly. Addison frowned, she had known Izzie to be a feisty individual many a time, however she was starting to believe that in the presence of her mother, Izzie was someone else entirely. Izzie sighed, her shoulders slumped in defeat and she turned to face the door, gently tugging at Addison’s hand. “Where you going?” her mother asked.
“Anywhere but here Mom. I’ll ask Bailey to arrange a transfer.”
“Will I see you before I go?” Robbie asked sheepishly. Addison turned to say something before she felt Izzie tug at her hand once again.
“If that’s what you want, I’ll stop by.” Izzie said, her body turned slightly towards her mother, she shifted her eyes from the floor to the woman in the bed briefly. It was the squeeze of Addison’s hand in her own that pulled her out of her thoughtful reverie. “Bye Mom.” She said, turning her back on the woman she had supported most of her life. Without looking back Izzie exited the room, her girlfriend in tow, on a mission to find Dr Bailey.
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“You were so brave and so strong. I’m so proud of you for standing up to her.” Addison said to the blonde resident lying in her arms. After a long, emotional day, the doctors were now laying lazily upon the plush Queen bed, having showered and changed into nightwear. Izzie reached up and kissed the redhead with a warm tenderness. Addison drew the blonde closer and pulled her fully on top of her, eliciting a surprised squeak from the younger woman. Their tongues intertwined, exploring one another’s mouths, their lips soft and tender against one another. Izzie sighed contentedly into the redhead’s mouth and slowly drew Addison’s silken camisole up her toned body, her hand laying flat against the taut stomach before her, the material gathering around the blonde’s wrist the further north her hand traveled. It was agonisingly slow, the blonde brushed her fingertips leisurely over Addison’s skin, leaving goose bumps in their wake, revelling in the effect she had on her lover. She whipped the top up over Addison’s head and tossed it across the room.
Addison had one hand tousled in Izzie’s silken locks while she used her other to gently pull the blonde closer into her own body. All the while the battle of the kiss continued, it was quickly becoming more heated and urgent, each woman wanting more of the other. The blonde focussed her attention to Addison’s breasts, kneading and massaging them with her slender fingers, teasing her and tweaking and pinching her nipples, causing Addison to buck against Izzie’s hips. The resident pulled her lips away from Addison’s and stared into the older woman’s eyes, she saw nothing but love and encouragement as she sat up and straddled her lover.
“Iz?”
“Shhh” the blonde silenced her with a kiss and sat back once again, taking in Addison’s state of disarray caused by pure lust. She looked amazingly beautiful against the white sheets, the blue of her eyes enhanced by the colours around her.
“You are so beautiful Addie.” Izzie gently brushed the backs of her fingers over Addison’s face, causing her eyes to briefly flutter. “I love you.” she whispered and cupped the redhead’s face in her soft hands whilst leaning over her to plant the most loving, gentle kiss on her lover’s lips, as she pulled back, Addison’s eyes were closed and slowly fluttered open agonisingly slowly for fear she was waking from a dream, “I love you too.” Came Addison’s bashful response in a whisper, matching her lover’s, the gentle sound washing over Izzie’s ears, it may have been quiet, but it was the most profound, loudest declaration she had ever heard. The redhead grabbed at Izzie’s tank top and pulled her back down on top of her. “Now show me.” she ordered, her voice husky with lust.
Izzie’s response was simple, she reached up and caught Addison’s soft pink lips with her own, her eyes fluttering shut at the contact. She explored the redhead’s mouth like she had on so many occasions, each time feeling as new as the last. Izzie continually wanted to savour every single exchange the two doctors experienced. Her tongue danced slowly around Addison’s mouth, tracing the cavity and exploring it as if it were her first time. The attending moaned into the kiss, loving the way her lover was caressing her tongue with her own. They broke momentarily, quickly shedding any remaining clothing. Addison paused for a moment, taking in the glorious sight of the blonde's body and slowly snaked her hand up Izzie’s soft skin, her fingers laid to rest on Izzie’s perfectly formed breast, it was now her time to return the favour, tweaking the blonde’s erect nipple with thumb and forefinger before massaging her breast with the palm of her hand and her priceless fingers.
Izzie released her mouth from Addison’s for a brief second, gasping at the redhead’s touch, she quickly found her mate’s lips to resume the slow dance. Addison reached down with her free hand and slipped her fingers in between Izzie’s slick, damp folds. The blonde jolted and groaned at the contact of Addison’s thumb on her clit and moaned when the older woman guided two fingers inside of her lover. The blonde, not wanting her lover to miss out began to mirror Addison’s actions, her nifty fingers driving down the attending’s body, and quickly into Addison. They slowly set a familiar rhythm, each knowing the other’s body like their own. Then came the touching, stroking, nipping and licking. All of the emotions of the previous few days had built up, Izzie was pouring everything she had into this moment, desperate to share it with the woman she loved. The woman she had only moments ago declared her love for. She had felt it, she had showed it and with the events that had played out before them, she knew for certain just how much she felt for the redhead and she was determined to prove it and to show her undying gratitude toward the other woman.
There were hands and mouths everywhere, the two women continued to build the arousal, working hard, bringing each other to the brink, clinging onto the edge. Their breath’s mingled, they yelped and moaned, their groans entangling and became lost in the heat of the atmosphere. The building of tension encapsulated them, hearts furiously pounded and threatened to combust as they climaxed, together, a crescendo of waves cascading like waterfalls. Izzie collapsed on top of Addison, unable to move her body, their bodies melded together, the sheen of perspiration clung to one another, unable to pull them apart. Their hearts beat in sync, their breathing was in unison, as if programmed.
“I love you.” Addison whispered in the ear of her darling again, reaffirming her feelings for the blonde.
“I love you too.” Izzie returned. It was all either of them could muster after a night fuelled with passion, adoration and pure love. The blonde leaned over, the exertion causing the kiss she planted on the redhead to be sloppy and haphazard before falling back against the older woman. The blonde fell into a light doze almost immediately. Addison grinned, it was exactly how she too was feeling. She had definitely made the right decision in staying an extra few days. This declaration of love beat any other she had received and prayed to anyone listening above that she would not hear it from anyone else other than Izzie ever again.
To be continued . . .