Fic: After the Camping There Was . . . Part 11/?
TITLE: After the Camping There Was . . . Part 11/?
AUTHOR: Sarah
RATING: NC-17
PARINGS: Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, otherwise everyday would be Izzie/Addie day :D
WORD COUNT: 2200
SUMMARY: Sequel to Camping in Luxury which was the sequel to The Clichés of Camping. In today’s instalment, we find out who the stranger is, have a little one on one fun and visit another tourist attraction.
“Hi Izzie.”
“I said what are you doing here?” she turned her gaze to her lover in a quest for an explanation, “Addison, what is he doing here?” she said through gritted teeth pointing at the intruder.
“Iz . . .”
“It’s ok Addison, I can explain.” He said standing and turning to meet Izzie’s killer glare. “The hospital called me as Addison’s next of kin. Plus since we worked here, they kinda figured we were still married.”
“What a load of bullshit.” Izzie blurted.
“Izzie, come here.” Addison said, trying to diffuse the situation. Izzie was rooted to the spot glaring at Derek Shepherd.
“You didn’t have to come Derek, you knew I was here with her and her parents were here.” Realisation dawned on Izzie’s face. “I knew you had a problem with us, you’re jealous!” the blonde accused.
“Izzie, here now.” Addison ordered. That was a face the blonde did not want to mess with and promptly found herself by Addison’s side.
“Look, I was just concerned.”
“You flew thousands of miles because you were ‘just concerned’?”
“I needed to talk to Addison.”
Izzie turned her attention to her lover, “And what do you have to say about all this?”
“Nothing.” The redhead threw her hands up, “I’m as clueless as you on this.”
“Ok, you have our attention now, explain.” Izzie demanded, her brown suspicious eyes never leaving Derek’s stubble face.
“I don’t think I have to explain myself to you Izzie.”
“Actually you do Derek, because anything that concerns me, concerns Izzie.” Addison said, head held high. Izzie smirked, almost childishly.
“I was genuinely worried when they said you had been knocked unconscious and well, I thought, I might be able to help.”
“I’m in a hospital Derek, surrounded by doctors, my girlfriend is a doctor, my mother is a doctor, or had you forgotten?”
“I don’t know, I just panicked and acted on instinct.”
“We’re not married anymore Derek, I shouldn’t be a part of your instincts, lord knows you are not a part of mine.”
“What about Meredith?”
“What about her Izzie?”
“Seriously? She loves you Derek and you drop her to come to New York because Addison had a bump on the head?”
“I love Meredith.”
“Then go home to her.” Izzie snapped.
“I thought, when they told me you were pregnant, the baby could be mine.”
Both female doctors stared at each other wide eyed, then at Derek.
“Addison?” Izzie asked. The redhead shook her head.
“No, no, not a chance in hell.” Addison assured her.
“Are you sure?” Derek said.
“I’m 10 weeks Derek. I haven’t slept with you in months.” Addison rasped incredulously.
“Oh, ok.” He said almost disappointed. “Is it Marks?”
“What? No!” Addison slammed.
“This is weird.” Izzie stated, a little louder than intended.
“I had better go.” Derek said.
“Derek, darling, what are you doing here?” Juliet said as she waltzed into the room. Izzie looked at Addison, who mirrored her eye rolling action, before returning her gaze to Addison’s mother.
“Juliet, it’s great to see you.” He said rising from his chair to greet her. They kissed each other, one on each cheek before Juliet gushed once more.
“Did you come for Addison?”
“Yes, I was concerned for her wellbeing.”
“Er hum,” Addison cleared her throat gaining her mother and ex-husband’s attention, “her well being is perfectly fine, thank you.”
“Oh hello dear, Isobel.” Juliet acknowledged briefly before turning her attention back to Derek.
“I think I should leave.” Derek said, wary of the stares of the two lovers.
“Nonsense.”
“I’m not welcome here Juliet.”
Juliet tutted loudly and took a hold of Derek’s arm, “Come with me.” She said guiding him out of the room.
Addison looked at Izzie who was stood beside her, totally bewildered as to what she had just witnessed.
“You did tell your mother you were divorced didn’t you?”
“I did, she’s always had a soft spot for him.”
“It’s that stupid grin and his mopey eyes, hair that needs cutting and mid life crisis not so designer stubble.” Izzie spat. Addison laughed at her girlfriend’s mini rant and the classic Izzie face that came with it. “Don’t laugh, I’m angry.” She said. That only made Addison laugh more, Izzie trying her hardest to keep a stern look on her face, the grin she was suppressing threatened to break.
“Iz . . .”
“Nope,” she held up a hand, “don’t talk to me Addison.” The blonde crossed her arms and maintained her frown.
“Come on Iz, you need to help me get dressed, I signed the discharge papers when you left the room.”
“Oh really?” Izzie smiled. “Cool, come on then, get your booty out of bed.”
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“Oh, that is good.” Addison said as she slipped into the hot bath tub filled to the brim with bubbles. She leaned back against the young blonde, a feeling of déjà vu fuelling her senses.
“It’s about to get even better.” Izzie said as she slipped her hands around the redhead’s waist, pulling her closer to her naked body and kissing the attending’s neck.
“Hell yeah.” Addison breathed as she adjusted her head, allowing Izzie better access to her slender neck.
“How are you feeling baby?” Izzie asked between nips and kisses.
“So much better.” The redhead sighed contentedly.
“Enough for this?” Izzie breathed into her ear as she moved a hand down the inside of Addison’s thigh, agonisingly close to where the redhead ached for her to be.
“Yes.” Whispered Addison, “More.”
“More?” Izzie asked, “What, like this?” the blonde dragged a finger nail through Addison’s folds, catching her clit on the way, eliciting a gasp from the attending.
“Yes, Izzie, please.” Addison begged in a breathy whisper.
“What do you want?” Izzie said, repeating her actions with her fingernail and nipping and biting at Addison’s neck, the redhead was writhing on top of Izzie, rubbing her back against the blonde’s breasts, and occasionally bumping against Izzie’s crotch. Izzie herself was rapidly becoming aroused. Her eyelids were heavy from both the lust and heat of the water. Addison was identical; she was barely able to keep her eyes open and struggled to concentrate, until she managed a brief answer to Izzie’s question.
“Fuck me.” Was all she muster, she wanted Izzie inside her, and she wanted it now.
“God Addison.” Izzie breathed, “you make me so hot.”
“I know you hold me in high esteem Iz, but just get on with it.” Addison hissed into Izzie’s ear, “Worship me.” That was enough of an invitation for the blonde, she slipped two fingers into Addison and began thrusting them, her free hand cupped one of Addison’s breasts, gently massaging the flesh and rolling her nipple between thumb and forefinger, occasionally pinching it, eliciting the most delightful throaty sounds from her lover.
“Harder Iz.” Addison moved a hand down and covered Izzie’s, forcing her hand harder into Addison, Izzie added a third finger whilst adding pressure to Addison’s clit with her thumb.
“Oh God.” Addison threw her head back again, hitting Izzie square on the shoulder, causing a gasp of pain from the blonde. The redhead was panting, her eyes shut, mouth open, a slight frown adorning her features. The blonde worked harder, bringing her lover closer to the edge, she felt Addison tense, before she screamed Izzie’s name as she came in waves. She collapsed, her limp body held by Izzie who adorned her with gentle kisses on her face and neck, whispering nonsense to her sweetheart.
“You are so amazing Isobel Stevens.” Addison sighed.
“You’re not bad yourself.” Izzie smiled.
“I mean it Iz, not just now, but how you care for me, defend my honour, all the little things in between. How you love me.”
“It’s not all one sided you know. You make me feel like I’m the only person in the world, and I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”
“You should never wonder that, to me you are the only person in the world, the only one I want to be with every second of every day.”
“Really? I don’t bug you?” Izzie asked surprised.
“You have your moments.” The attending laughed. The blonde joined in.
“Do you feel up to going out for a bit?”
“Yeah, I could do with some fresh air.” Addison sat up and sighed as the cool air hit her wet torso. Izzie got out of the tub first, wrapping herself in a huge plush white towel before grabbing a second and holding it out as Addison stepped out of the tub. Izzie wrapped the towel around her lover, giving her tight squeeze and a hug. They stood there together, eyes closed, swaying in each others arms, enjoying the feel of the other.
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“I hate elevators.” Izzie said as she boarded.
“What?” Addison asked looking at her lover in shock. “As I recall, you are rather fond of them.” She smirked.
“Not ones that go a gazillion miles an hour up a million floors.” Izzie moaned. Addison laughed at Izzie’s discomfort. The elevator tinged it’s arrival.
As they stepped out into the cool afternoon air, Izzie’s breath hitched in her throat as she took in the view before her. It was simply breath taking.
“You still hate that elevator?” Addison nudged the blonde with her elbow.
“Nu uh.” Izzie shook her head and followed Addison to the criss cross fencing. “Wow.” Was all Izzie could say as she took in the whole of Manhattan.
“You like?” Addison smirked.
“I love.” Izzie beamed.
They were stood on top of one of the most famous buildings in the world, the Empire State Building. It was a sight to behold on a beautiful afternoon, the sun was setting in the distance, a glow was cast over the magic of Manhattan. Addison wrapped her arms around her girl and placed her head on the blonde’s shoulder, taking in the moment.
“Ok, I’m sorry to have to do this, but I am going to be a proper tourist.” Izzie laughed as she took a camera from her purse. Addison groaned, she wasn’t a fan of having her photograph taken, but on this occasion she would oblige, she needed to humour her girlfriend or forever hear about the time they were stood at the top of the Empire State Building and Addison refused to have her photograph taken with Izzie with such a beautiful backdrop. Izzie turned and released herself from Addison’s grip. “Right, who can we get to take our photo without running off with my camera.” She spotted an older couple struggling to take their own photo. “We’ll do you if you do us.” Izzie beamed. Addison cringed at her choice of words, but the blonde had struck a deal with the older couple. Addison smiled her gratitude as Izzie turned into Annie Leibovitz and snapped a picture of the happy couple. Izzie sidled up to Addison, leaning back against the railings, the blonde’s arm firmly around her girlfriend, they both smiled their trademark tooth bearing grins, eyes twinkling in the dwindling sunlight, the moment was captured forever.
“Thank you so much.” Izzie said, taking the camera back, she sneaked a peak at the photo. “Ohmygod!” she exclaimed.
“What is it?” Addison said, peering over the blonde’s shoulder.
“We’re gorgeous.” Izzie smiled.
“You’re so vain Iz.” Addison said as she playfully hit her girlfriend on the shoulder.
“You have to admit, it’s a great photo. Well, minus the little, you know.” she said pointing to her cut and her bruise. "But the photo shows my good side." she smiled, chuffed with herself.
“It is a great photo.” Addison stated. “But I prefer the real thing.”
“Well this baby is going up in my locker.” The blonde smiled. “That way, when I’m starting or finishing a gruelling day, I can look at how happy we are.”
“There was a time Izzie Stevens I thought you were too emotional. But not now, I love your sentiment and your emotions.” Addison revealed. The two were holding hands, slowly walking around the observation deck, gaining a panoramic view of the city.
“Addie I have something to ask you.” Izzie said, stilling them, the blonde was slightly fidgety and nervous.
“What? What is it?” Addison said suspiciously and somewhat apprehensively. Izzie took the redhead’s hand in her own, looking at it she took a deep breath and looked up into crystal clear blue eyes.
“Addison Montgomery, will you do me the honour of being my,” she took another breath preparing herself, “date to the Seattle Grace Ball?”
Addison let out a huge breath she was holding. “Oh thank god.” She sighed.
“What?” Izzie said confused. Her eyes suddenly widening at the realisation of what Addison had thought. “Ohhhh.” She drawled. “One step at a time, hey Addie.” She laughed nervously.
“Absolutely.” Addison smirked. “Not that I wouldn’t want to . . .”
“No, I know, same here, I would, but you know . . .”
“Yeah, too soon.”
“Too soon.” Izzie concluded. “So will you?” she referred to her earlier question.
“Of course I will.”
“I wanted to ask you before, but you know, no one knew and everything and I thought maybe you wouldn’t want to, but now we’re out and well, people know and stuff so . . .” Addison cut off the blonde’s ramblings with a feather light kiss. “Huh.” Izzie sighed. “It’s a date.”
AUTHOR: Sarah
RATING: NC-17
PARINGS: Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, otherwise everyday would be Izzie/Addie day :D
WORD COUNT: 2200
SUMMARY: Sequel to Camping in Luxury which was the sequel to The Clichés of Camping. In today’s instalment, we find out who the stranger is, have a little one on one fun and visit another tourist attraction.
“Hi Izzie.”
“I said what are you doing here?” she turned her gaze to her lover in a quest for an explanation, “Addison, what is he doing here?” she said through gritted teeth pointing at the intruder.
“Iz . . .”
“It’s ok Addison, I can explain.” He said standing and turning to meet Izzie’s killer glare. “The hospital called me as Addison’s next of kin. Plus since we worked here, they kinda figured we were still married.”
“What a load of bullshit.” Izzie blurted.
“Izzie, come here.” Addison said, trying to diffuse the situation. Izzie was rooted to the spot glaring at Derek Shepherd.
“You didn’t have to come Derek, you knew I was here with her and her parents were here.” Realisation dawned on Izzie’s face. “I knew you had a problem with us, you’re jealous!” the blonde accused.
“Izzie, here now.” Addison ordered. That was a face the blonde did not want to mess with and promptly found herself by Addison’s side.
“Look, I was just concerned.”
“You flew thousands of miles because you were ‘just concerned’?”
“I needed to talk to Addison.”
Izzie turned her attention to her lover, “And what do you have to say about all this?”
“Nothing.” The redhead threw her hands up, “I’m as clueless as you on this.”
“Ok, you have our attention now, explain.” Izzie demanded, her brown suspicious eyes never leaving Derek’s stubble face.
“I don’t think I have to explain myself to you Izzie.”
“Actually you do Derek, because anything that concerns me, concerns Izzie.” Addison said, head held high. Izzie smirked, almost childishly.
“I was genuinely worried when they said you had been knocked unconscious and well, I thought, I might be able to help.”
“I’m in a hospital Derek, surrounded by doctors, my girlfriend is a doctor, my mother is a doctor, or had you forgotten?”
“I don’t know, I just panicked and acted on instinct.”
“We’re not married anymore Derek, I shouldn’t be a part of your instincts, lord knows you are not a part of mine.”
“What about Meredith?”
“What about her Izzie?”
“Seriously? She loves you Derek and you drop her to come to New York because Addison had a bump on the head?”
“I love Meredith.”
“Then go home to her.” Izzie snapped.
“I thought, when they told me you were pregnant, the baby could be mine.”
Both female doctors stared at each other wide eyed, then at Derek.
“Addison?” Izzie asked. The redhead shook her head.
“No, no, not a chance in hell.” Addison assured her.
“Are you sure?” Derek said.
“I’m 10 weeks Derek. I haven’t slept with you in months.” Addison rasped incredulously.
“Oh, ok.” He said almost disappointed. “Is it Marks?”
“What? No!” Addison slammed.
“This is weird.” Izzie stated, a little louder than intended.
“I had better go.” Derek said.
“Derek, darling, what are you doing here?” Juliet said as she waltzed into the room. Izzie looked at Addison, who mirrored her eye rolling action, before returning her gaze to Addison’s mother.
“Juliet, it’s great to see you.” He said rising from his chair to greet her. They kissed each other, one on each cheek before Juliet gushed once more.
“Did you come for Addison?”
“Yes, I was concerned for her wellbeing.”
“Er hum,” Addison cleared her throat gaining her mother and ex-husband’s attention, “her well being is perfectly fine, thank you.”
“Oh hello dear, Isobel.” Juliet acknowledged briefly before turning her attention back to Derek.
“I think I should leave.” Derek said, wary of the stares of the two lovers.
“Nonsense.”
“I’m not welcome here Juliet.”
Juliet tutted loudly and took a hold of Derek’s arm, “Come with me.” She said guiding him out of the room.
Addison looked at Izzie who was stood beside her, totally bewildered as to what she had just witnessed.
“You did tell your mother you were divorced didn’t you?”
“I did, she’s always had a soft spot for him.”
“It’s that stupid grin and his mopey eyes, hair that needs cutting and mid life crisis not so designer stubble.” Izzie spat. Addison laughed at her girlfriend’s mini rant and the classic Izzie face that came with it. “Don’t laugh, I’m angry.” She said. That only made Addison laugh more, Izzie trying her hardest to keep a stern look on her face, the grin she was suppressing threatened to break.
“Iz . . .”
“Nope,” she held up a hand, “don’t talk to me Addison.” The blonde crossed her arms and maintained her frown.
“Come on Iz, you need to help me get dressed, I signed the discharge papers when you left the room.”
“Oh really?” Izzie smiled. “Cool, come on then, get your booty out of bed.”
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“Oh, that is good.” Addison said as she slipped into the hot bath tub filled to the brim with bubbles. She leaned back against the young blonde, a feeling of déjà vu fuelling her senses.
“It’s about to get even better.” Izzie said as she slipped her hands around the redhead’s waist, pulling her closer to her naked body and kissing the attending’s neck.
“Hell yeah.” Addison breathed as she adjusted her head, allowing Izzie better access to her slender neck.
“How are you feeling baby?” Izzie asked between nips and kisses.
“So much better.” The redhead sighed contentedly.
“Enough for this?” Izzie breathed into her ear as she moved a hand down the inside of Addison’s thigh, agonisingly close to where the redhead ached for her to be.
“Yes.” Whispered Addison, “More.”
“More?” Izzie asked, “What, like this?” the blonde dragged a finger nail through Addison’s folds, catching her clit on the way, eliciting a gasp from the attending.
“Yes, Izzie, please.” Addison begged in a breathy whisper.
“What do you want?” Izzie said, repeating her actions with her fingernail and nipping and biting at Addison’s neck, the redhead was writhing on top of Izzie, rubbing her back against the blonde’s breasts, and occasionally bumping against Izzie’s crotch. Izzie herself was rapidly becoming aroused. Her eyelids were heavy from both the lust and heat of the water. Addison was identical; she was barely able to keep her eyes open and struggled to concentrate, until she managed a brief answer to Izzie’s question.
“Fuck me.” Was all she muster, she wanted Izzie inside her, and she wanted it now.
“God Addison.” Izzie breathed, “you make me so hot.”
“I know you hold me in high esteem Iz, but just get on with it.” Addison hissed into Izzie’s ear, “Worship me.” That was enough of an invitation for the blonde, she slipped two fingers into Addison and began thrusting them, her free hand cupped one of Addison’s breasts, gently massaging the flesh and rolling her nipple between thumb and forefinger, occasionally pinching it, eliciting the most delightful throaty sounds from her lover.
“Harder Iz.” Addison moved a hand down and covered Izzie’s, forcing her hand harder into Addison, Izzie added a third finger whilst adding pressure to Addison’s clit with her thumb.
“Oh God.” Addison threw her head back again, hitting Izzie square on the shoulder, causing a gasp of pain from the blonde. The redhead was panting, her eyes shut, mouth open, a slight frown adorning her features. The blonde worked harder, bringing her lover closer to the edge, she felt Addison tense, before she screamed Izzie’s name as she came in waves. She collapsed, her limp body held by Izzie who adorned her with gentle kisses on her face and neck, whispering nonsense to her sweetheart.
“You are so amazing Isobel Stevens.” Addison sighed.
“You’re not bad yourself.” Izzie smiled.
“I mean it Iz, not just now, but how you care for me, defend my honour, all the little things in between. How you love me.”
“It’s not all one sided you know. You make me feel like I’m the only person in the world, and I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”
“You should never wonder that, to me you are the only person in the world, the only one I want to be with every second of every day.”
“Really? I don’t bug you?” Izzie asked surprised.
“You have your moments.” The attending laughed. The blonde joined in.
“Do you feel up to going out for a bit?”
“Yeah, I could do with some fresh air.” Addison sat up and sighed as the cool air hit her wet torso. Izzie got out of the tub first, wrapping herself in a huge plush white towel before grabbing a second and holding it out as Addison stepped out of the tub. Izzie wrapped the towel around her lover, giving her tight squeeze and a hug. They stood there together, eyes closed, swaying in each others arms, enjoying the feel of the other.
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“I hate elevators.” Izzie said as she boarded.
“What?” Addison asked looking at her lover in shock. “As I recall, you are rather fond of them.” She smirked.
“Not ones that go a gazillion miles an hour up a million floors.” Izzie moaned. Addison laughed at Izzie’s discomfort. The elevator tinged it’s arrival.
As they stepped out into the cool afternoon air, Izzie’s breath hitched in her throat as she took in the view before her. It was simply breath taking.
“You still hate that elevator?” Addison nudged the blonde with her elbow.
“Nu uh.” Izzie shook her head and followed Addison to the criss cross fencing. “Wow.” Was all Izzie could say as she took in the whole of Manhattan.
“You like?” Addison smirked.
“I love.” Izzie beamed.
They were stood on top of one of the most famous buildings in the world, the Empire State Building. It was a sight to behold on a beautiful afternoon, the sun was setting in the distance, a glow was cast over the magic of Manhattan. Addison wrapped her arms around her girl and placed her head on the blonde’s shoulder, taking in the moment.
“Ok, I’m sorry to have to do this, but I am going to be a proper tourist.” Izzie laughed as she took a camera from her purse. Addison groaned, she wasn’t a fan of having her photograph taken, but on this occasion she would oblige, she needed to humour her girlfriend or forever hear about the time they were stood at the top of the Empire State Building and Addison refused to have her photograph taken with Izzie with such a beautiful backdrop. Izzie turned and released herself from Addison’s grip. “Right, who can we get to take our photo without running off with my camera.” She spotted an older couple struggling to take their own photo. “We’ll do you if you do us.” Izzie beamed. Addison cringed at her choice of words, but the blonde had struck a deal with the older couple. Addison smiled her gratitude as Izzie turned into Annie Leibovitz and snapped a picture of the happy couple. Izzie sidled up to Addison, leaning back against the railings, the blonde’s arm firmly around her girlfriend, they both smiled their trademark tooth bearing grins, eyes twinkling in the dwindling sunlight, the moment was captured forever.
“Thank you so much.” Izzie said, taking the camera back, she sneaked a peak at the photo. “Ohmygod!” she exclaimed.
“What is it?” Addison said, peering over the blonde’s shoulder.
“We’re gorgeous.” Izzie smiled.
“You’re so vain Iz.” Addison said as she playfully hit her girlfriend on the shoulder.
“You have to admit, it’s a great photo. Well, minus the little, you know.” she said pointing to her cut and her bruise. "But the photo shows my good side." she smiled, chuffed with herself.
“It is a great photo.” Addison stated. “But I prefer the real thing.”
“Well this baby is going up in my locker.” The blonde smiled. “That way, when I’m starting or finishing a gruelling day, I can look at how happy we are.”
“There was a time Izzie Stevens I thought you were too emotional. But not now, I love your sentiment and your emotions.” Addison revealed. The two were holding hands, slowly walking around the observation deck, gaining a panoramic view of the city.
“Addie I have something to ask you.” Izzie said, stilling them, the blonde was slightly fidgety and nervous.
“What? What is it?” Addison said suspiciously and somewhat apprehensively. Izzie took the redhead’s hand in her own, looking at it she took a deep breath and looked up into crystal clear blue eyes.
“Addison Montgomery, will you do me the honour of being my,” she took another breath preparing herself, “date to the Seattle Grace Ball?”
Addison let out a huge breath she was holding. “Oh thank god.” She sighed.
“What?” Izzie said confused. Her eyes suddenly widening at the realisation of what Addison had thought. “Ohhhh.” She drawled. “One step at a time, hey Addie.” She laughed nervously.
“Absolutely.” Addison smirked. “Not that I wouldn’t want to . . .”
“No, I know, same here, I would, but you know . . .”
“Yeah, too soon.”
“Too soon.” Izzie concluded. “So will you?” she referred to her earlier question.
“Of course I will.”
“I wanted to ask you before, but you know, no one knew and everything and I thought maybe you wouldn’t want to, but now we’re out and well, people know and stuff so . . .” Addison cut off the blonde’s ramblings with a feather light kiss. “Huh.” Izzie sighed. “It’s a date.”