grey's anatomy/private practice smut-a-thon
This a smut-a-thon. Crack!Ships are encouraged. RL ships are as well. All is acceptable but mark/lexie and addison/sam. Comment with prompts and reply to fill them!
Let's write some porn.
Completed Porn (For easy access):
Self Porn
Addison: Vibrator
Couple Porn
Mark/Addison: "Your husband is sleeping in the room next to us"
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Let's write some porn.
Completed Porn (For easy access):
Self Porn
Addison: Vibrator
Couple Porn
Mark/Addison: "Your husband is sleeping in the room next to us"
Mark/Addison: " ( Read more... )
Mark/Addison - Please do not let me go
There’s a small gasp and a smile as he moves into her, slowly but still insistent. She moves her hips against his, sliding her long legs up to his hips - he feels every movement and every familiar touch of her skin.
For an exquisite heartbeat everything is her, and he presses his face into the curve of her neck and her sweet smelling red hair. This is until he thrusts against her again and she lets out a small moan of pleasure. Mark moves his fingers over her lips and cheek in an effort to quiet her - his best friend, he now remembers guiltily - is asleep one room over, with no idea that Mark was currently fucking his wife on the tussled linen sheets in the guest bedroom. Addison, as if in compromise, opens her lips and his thumb manages to slide past her teeth and over her tongue. He moves his fingers away from her and kisses her roughly, moving quicker now, and he feels the sounds of pleasure vibrate through her as she presses further against him, softly moaning again.
It turns him on, the audible proof of how he can make her feel, how he can feel as her lips curve into a smile, now against his unshaven cheek as he moves his thumb over her breasts, tracing her now pointed nipples. Nether the less, he thinks that if she gets any louder he’s either going to get interrupted or come before he wants too - and he wants to make this last.
“Shh...” he whispers, pressing his fingertips into her thighs and pulling her to him. The legs wrapped around him squeeze ever so slightly tighter against him and he feels her anticipation rising.
“I can’t...” Addison breathes and he feels her nails on his shoulders, then her lips, as she grazes her teeth against his strong shoulder in an effort not to cry out. As his hands clutch at her thighs and shoves hers down his back, over the flexing muscles and down to his ass and he understands the invitation not to hold back any longer. They’re grabbing at each other like they can claim each other, he feels the heat of her low down and presses further, like they can become inextricably linked.
He can feel her breasts underneath his chest and her sweet cunt swollen around him and in a few small determined thrusts he feels her arch then shudder against him as she climaxes. She falls back weakly with a hazy smile and whispers his name over and over - and he comes too, and after a few lazy kisses against her neck and breasts for good measure, eases out of her and flops down on the bed next to her, breathing hard.
He gazes at her as she closes her eyes. His trousers were round his ankles and her skirt was bunched up around her hips. He presses a loving hand against her toned bare stomach and although they had only just finished, he feels the familiar pang of love and desire as he takes her form in again, relaxed and so alive after he had made love to her.
Mark wishes that this could be an indefinite sight, and that Derek would never wake up and would dream always, so that Mark and Addie could laugh and fuck and be happy forever. He rolls his eyes and sighs - but apparently it comes out as a ragged groan of frustration as Addison swats her hand against his chest and shushes him. He smiles at her frown.
“Red, I’m not you, you’re going to have to try something better to shut me up.” He grins as she opens her eyes to glare at him with a hint of amusement.
“He’s asleep next door.”
Mark shrugs, sensing her rise to the bait. “Better think of something quick then...”
“How about...this?” Addison raises herself on one elbow and kisses him. It’s slow and loving.
“Yeah...” he murmurs under her. “That’ll do it.”
He slides his hand round her waits and pulls her on top of him again, and she smiles with a barely suppressed cry of laughter, shushing him again whilst lowering herself down so his lips could meet hers one more.
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“How about...this?” Addison raises herself on one elbow and kisses him. It’s slow and loving.
“Yeah...” he murmurs under her. “That’ll do it.”
Best part. So beautiful and so telling of how much Mark really cares about her.
I just. You are awesome.
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But yes, thanks! <333
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