Three's a Crowd | R | Grey's Anatomy
Title: Three's a Crowd
Prompt: A Caddie threesome with Mark, Arizona, or Erica
Fandom: Addison/Callie/Mark, Grey's Anatomy
Requested by: lakela
Rating: R
Word Count: 560
Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish they were. Please don't sue.
Author's Note: I had originally planned on doing something entirely different with this idea, but once this idea popped into my head, I couldn't not write it. I hope you won't be disappointed! Let me know what you think!
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"This can't be happening," the plastic surgeon said when the two women broke into their third hysterical fit of laughter.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm drunk enough for this," Addison said, her giggles subsiding as she threw her leg over Mark's hip and plopped beside him on the bed.
"Neither am I," Callie added, shifting out from behind Mark's back and patting his shoulder. She sat on the other side of him.
"I don't really think we need to be drunk for this to happen," Mark responded, looking back and forth between the two of them. He grinned at them both.
"Of course not," Addison replied, wiping at the smudged lipstick on the side of her mouth. "You're a man."
"And proud of it."
"Yea yea, you love your penis. We know." Callie adjusted her shirt, twisting it so that half of her breast was no longer exposed. Mark frowned when it disappeared.
"Once upon a time you both loved my penis too," Mark replied with a smug grin. "I don't see why you can't enjoy it together."
Addison rolled her eyes. "Typical man-- making the threesome all about him when it's supposed to be about the women." Callie laughed and nodded in agreement.
"I don't have a problem making it about the two of you," Mark conceded, actually meaning it.
"Someone's pushy," Addison said. "Kind of a mood killer."
"The real mood killer is you two buzzkills," Mark mumbled.
"Real nice thing to say to a pair of women you're trying to get in bed," Callie said, punching him in the arm.
"I already have you in bed. I'd just prefer if we were doing something other than chatting," he replied. "Preferably something naked and sweaty."
"How did we ever think this was a good idea?" the resident asked.
"It seemed like a good idea at Joe's," Addison interjected.
"Might I add that it can still be a good idea? I've got a bottle of Cuervo in the closet," Mark offered.
"I am not going to purposely get drunk just to have sex with the two of you," Callie said. "If I can't do this sober…"
"…I can't do it at all," Addison finished.
"Hey, you wanna watch a movie?" Callie asked, looking at Addison hopefully.
Addison grinned. "You know it."
Mark looked between the pair of them and furrowed his brow. "Wait, am I not invited?"
"Well, I mean, you can come if you want, but it's not going to lead to sex," Addison replied, standing up and buttoning her jeans.
"You think I can't hang out with you two without trying to make it about sex?" He scoffed. "I'm offended."
"Mark, you still have an erection," Callie pointed out.
The three looked at the bulge in his pants. He pulled a pillow into his lap. "Can you blame a guy?"
"Good night, Mark," Addison said. She reached the door first and waited for Callie to finish slipping into her shoes.
"You're really going to leave me hanging?" He frowned. "You promise a guy a threesome and then take it back?"
Callie shrugged. "Pretty much."
"That's just cold." Mark watched the look that passed between them, the little touch of Addison's fingers at Callie's elbow as she guided her out of the hotel room, and frowned. He got the distinct impression that he'd just been had.
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Prompt: A Caddie threesome with Mark, Arizona, or Erica
Fandom: Addison/Callie/Mark, Grey's Anatomy
Requested by: lakela
Rating: R
Word Count: 560
Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish they were. Please don't sue.
Author's Note: I had originally planned on doing something entirely different with this idea, but once this idea popped into my head, I couldn't not write it. I hope you won't be disappointed! Let me know what you think!
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"This can't be happening," the plastic surgeon said when the two women broke into their third hysterical fit of laughter.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm drunk enough for this," Addison said, her giggles subsiding as she threw her leg over Mark's hip and plopped beside him on the bed.
"Neither am I," Callie added, shifting out from behind Mark's back and patting his shoulder. She sat on the other side of him.
"I don't really think we need to be drunk for this to happen," Mark responded, looking back and forth between the two of them. He grinned at them both.
"Of course not," Addison replied, wiping at the smudged lipstick on the side of her mouth. "You're a man."
"And proud of it."
"Yea yea, you love your penis. We know." Callie adjusted her shirt, twisting it so that half of her breast was no longer exposed. Mark frowned when it disappeared.
"Once upon a time you both loved my penis too," Mark replied with a smug grin. "I don't see why you can't enjoy it together."
Addison rolled her eyes. "Typical man-- making the threesome all about him when it's supposed to be about the women." Callie laughed and nodded in agreement.
"I don't have a problem making it about the two of you," Mark conceded, actually meaning it.
"Someone's pushy," Addison said. "Kind of a mood killer."
"The real mood killer is you two buzzkills," Mark mumbled.
"Real nice thing to say to a pair of women you're trying to get in bed," Callie said, punching him in the arm.
"I already have you in bed. I'd just prefer if we were doing something other than chatting," he replied. "Preferably something naked and sweaty."
"How did we ever think this was a good idea?" the resident asked.
"It seemed like a good idea at Joe's," Addison interjected.
"Might I add that it can still be a good idea? I've got a bottle of Cuervo in the closet," Mark offered.
"I am not going to purposely get drunk just to have sex with the two of you," Callie said. "If I can't do this sober…"
"…I can't do it at all," Addison finished.
"Hey, you wanna watch a movie?" Callie asked, looking at Addison hopefully.
Addison grinned. "You know it."
Mark looked between the pair of them and furrowed his brow. "Wait, am I not invited?"
"Well, I mean, you can come if you want, but it's not going to lead to sex," Addison replied, standing up and buttoning her jeans.
"You think I can't hang out with you two without trying to make it about sex?" He scoffed. "I'm offended."
"Mark, you still have an erection," Callie pointed out.
The three looked at the bulge in his pants. He pulled a pillow into his lap. "Can you blame a guy?"
"Good night, Mark," Addison said. She reached the door first and waited for Callie to finish slipping into her shoes.
"You're really going to leave me hanging?" He frowned. "You promise a guy a threesome and then take it back?"
Callie shrugged. "Pretty much."
"That's just cold." Mark watched the look that passed between them, the little touch of Addison's fingers at Callie's elbow as she guided her out of the hotel room, and frowned. He got the distinct impression that he'd just been had.
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