Fic: Private Dancer 11/?
TITLE: Private Dancer 11/?
AUTHOR: Sarah
RATING: NC17
PARINGS: Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, none of it mine, unfortunately!
WORD COUNT: 1900
SUMMARY: Izzie is caught doing something she shouldn’t be, Addison is caught somewhere she shouldn’t be, fun ensues.
NOTES: Just to set the scene, Addison is divorced and there was no Denny (sorry Denny fans!).
It wasn’t the first time Izzie had found herself waking up in Addison’s bed and she was sure it would not be the last. This time was different to the previous encounters. The last time, she had been there as Addison’s friend, having made up after a row and it being too late for the blonde to trek home across the city with an early start the following morning. The time before that, and the first time Izzie had found herself in the attending’s bed was the night of her last dance at the club where she had been moonlighting for extra cash. The two women had ventured out into the Seattle nightlife for drinks and dancing, following Addison’s confession of her love for the activity. It had been a fun night, much conversation and some quality time on the dance floor had bonded the two women further, cementing their friendship and some deep, hidden feelings. But now, it was different, third time lucky, if you like. Their feelings were now out in the open and Izzie was waking up in Addison’s bed as what? Her girlfriend? Her lover? She wasn’t yet quite sure how to define their relationship, but they were now officially more than friends, they had kissed, and what a perfect, wonderful first kiss that was, right here, in Addison’s bed.
They had laid all night in one another’s arms, barely losing contact of the other throughout their slumber. It was all kinds of bliss, the blonde felt amazingly brilliant, a peace and serenity consumed her and a wave of euphoria cascaded over her as she glanced at the sleeping beauty beside her. She leaned towards the attending and brushed an errant lock of auburn hair from her face, revealing her perfect features, she looked so serene in her sleep. Without being able to resist any longer, Izzie placed a gentle kiss on Addison’s forehead, in turn, the attending stirred slightly at the contact, causing the blonde to do it again. Izzie smiled as frown lines appeared on the redhead’s face, confusion in her sleep reigning. The intern decided Addison required waking once and for all and went in for the kill, placing a firm but loving kiss on the attending’s lips. Without opening her eyes, Addison reacted exactly how Izzie had hoped, she returned the kiss, forcing her tongue through the blonde’s lips and into her mouth, smiling as she did so. Izzie fought to gain control of the situation, her own velvet tongue stroking Addison’s before fighting for dominance. The kiss deepened, causing both women to moan into the other’s mouths, the situation heating up as Izzie moved to straddle her bed partner. She half sat, half lay upon the redhead, her hands idly playing with the auburn locks, her breasts pushing against Addison’s, the friction of the material of their vest tops causing the fabric to rise. Izzie gave in and lay fully upon Addison, the attending groaned as she felt the skin of the blonde’s taut stomach rub against her own.
Izzie placed her hand on Addison’s stomach whilst continuing her assault on the redhead’s mouth. The blonde’s hand slowly moved up the attending’s torso, Addison’s own hands wrapped around the blonde, holding her close. She was lost in the moment, her head firmly in the clouds, Izzie had an amazing tongue, oh the things she was doing with it, her thought pattern continued, and thought of the other things Izzie’s tongue would be capable of. She felt the blonde’s fingers brush against her breast. The intern slowly broke away, kissing Addison’s jaw line allowing her to breath for what felt like the first time. Izzie’s lips, tongue and teeth continued to attack Addison’s skin, her neck the object of the blonde’s assault. The attending could barely believe this was happening, it was like a dream and all too cautiously looked down at the blonde, aware she had fantasised about a moment like this many a time. She was brought to her senses by an incessant beeping, afraid she had indeed been dreaming she opened her eyes, having previously closed them enjoying the feel of Izzie on her skin. The blonde was still wrapped around her seemingly lost in the moment, enjoying the feel of Addison beneath her weight.
“Iz . . .” Addison started.
“Hmmm.” Was Izzie’s response. The attending gently pushed the blonde backwards, forcing her to focus.
“Izzie.”
“What?” Izzie huffed as she broke apart.
“My pager.” Addison explained.
“Huh?” The blonde had a problem focusing, her tousled hair and sleepy eyes were adorable Addison thought, but there was a hunger hidden in the depths of the chocolate orbs.
“My pager, I need to answer my page.” She said making an attempt to move. Izzie had her pinned to the bed, restricting all movement. “Isobel.” Addison warned. The blonde groaned and rolled off the older woman. She lay looking at the ceiling, visibly flustered by their encounter.
“You don’t play fair.” Izzie smirked. The red head hovered over her.
“Iz.” She leant down, placing a gentle loving kiss on the blonde’s lips. “I want this to work, this is so special to me, I don’t want to rush it.”
“Me too.” Izzie said, reaching up and stroking Addison’s soft cheek. “I’m so lucky to have you.” She surmised.
“And have me you do. Let’s take one day at a time.” She leaned in to kiss her lover once again, before she vacated the bed and looked at her pager. “I have to go in. Do you want to come with me?” she said looking back at Izzie draped on her bed.
The blonde glanced sideways, “Yeah, I’m due in in a couple hours anyway.” She rolled to the edge of the bed and stood, padding across the soft carpeted floor to the awaiting attending. She wrapped her arms around Addison’s waist, pulling her body flush against her own. The attending reached up and draped her arms over the blonde’s shoulders, putting her hands into Izzie’s soft locks and pulling her head closer to her. Addison kissed Izzie, a soft, languishing kiss, she poured all she had into it, ensuring the blonde knew exactly how she felt. Izzie returned the kiss with as much fervour, she wanted Addison to know there would be no one but her. Further more, she wanted Addison to remember exactly what she would be missing at work.
The redhead pulled back slowly, “Mmmm, as much as I would love to do this all day, I have a baby to deliver.”
Izzie groaned once again, “Would you like to go on a date with me tonight?” she asked shyly, playing with the hem of Addison’s silky pyjama top.
The redhead smiled, “I would love to.”
“I never thought I’d be here, like this, with you.” Izzie whispered.
“Me either. And I promise, later, it will just be you and I, no patients or babies or pagers.”
“I like the sound of that.” The blonde smiled, slowly pulling away from Addison.
“Do you want to shower first?” Addison asked earning a sultry stare from her mate, “Nu uh.” She smiled wagging a finger at Izzie who in turn rolled her eyes. She sighed and turned, traipsing to the bathroom, the start of a ritual of getting ready for work.
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It was business as usual at Seattle Grace Hospital, Addison and Izzie had agreed to keep their relationship under wraps for the time being. They did not want the interference of friends and colleagues, especially if their behaviour so far was anything to go by. The two doctors had arrived at the hospital earlier than what would normally suffice, Addison swiftly scrubbed in whilst Izzie decided to watch the procedure from the viewing gallery, collecting a coffee and a bagel en route. She sat in awe as Addison commanded the OR, a regular scene whenever the neonatal surgeon was operating. Occasionally she would voice her concerns about spending too much time in the OR, but truth be told, it was almost like a second home, it was her domain and she was damn brilliant at her job. The blonde smiled wistfully at the sight of Addison going about her business, the way she gracefully moved about, delivering babies as if it were second nature, barely breaking a sweat and making it look like the easiest thing in the world. Izzie’s easiest thing in the world, she had noticed over the past few weeks, was admiring the flame haired beauty, observing her discretely whilst wishing she would find herself in a very comprising position with the attending. And this morning had been, just wow. She sighed contentedly, knowing what Addison Forbes Montgomery wore in bed, what she looked like when she was asleep, the way she opened her eyes in the morning, the way her tongue explored her mouth and the way she felt under her touch. Izzie was lucky, and Izzie knew it. What she could barely believe was that the redhead reciprocated her feelings, it had taken this long for them to finally admit they had feelings for one another, having both feared rejection. Izzie was certain of one thing, she would do everything in her power to make this relationship work. Addison had proved to be more than a brilliant doctor and amazing human being, she was a true friend and a very caring, doting person, Izzie was excited to discover the sort of lover the redhead would make. In that moment, Addison made eye contact with the blonde, causing Izzie to blush, guilt written all over her face, only interpreted by the redhead below who was smirking beneath her surgical mask.
There were moments when Izzie thought this would not be possible. To be watching her girlfriend in the gallery while she performed a surgery in the OR below, that Addison would be that ‘she’, her girlfriend. But Addison was first and foremost a friend, which made the blonde cherish what she had with the attending that much more. She had began relationships with a physical mentality, it had always been about the sex, it had been pretty good sex, but it lacked a vital element, love and trust, it always inevitably led to heartbreak. Albeit she had always chosen the wrong mate in the first place, but this time it was different. She had genuine feelings for Addison, being her friend first meant she was falling for the redhead’s personality, her nature, her company. She always had fun with Addison, and she had proved to be loyal and caring and forgiving. Sure Izzie had always found the attending attractive, who wouldn’t? She was simply gorgeous. But Izzie would wait until their relationship reached the next plateaux, where a physical relationship would be that much more intense and where love would provide the ultimate experience. She wanted their first time to be perfect and had a feeling Addison felt the same.
AUTHOR: Sarah
RATING: NC17
PARINGS: Addison/Izzie
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, none of it mine, unfortunately!
WORD COUNT: 1900
SUMMARY: Izzie is caught doing something she shouldn’t be, Addison is caught somewhere she shouldn’t be, fun ensues.
NOTES: Just to set the scene, Addison is divorced and there was no Denny (sorry Denny fans!).
It wasn’t the first time Izzie had found herself waking up in Addison’s bed and she was sure it would not be the last. This time was different to the previous encounters. The last time, she had been there as Addison’s friend, having made up after a row and it being too late for the blonde to trek home across the city with an early start the following morning. The time before that, and the first time Izzie had found herself in the attending’s bed was the night of her last dance at the club where she had been moonlighting for extra cash. The two women had ventured out into the Seattle nightlife for drinks and dancing, following Addison’s confession of her love for the activity. It had been a fun night, much conversation and some quality time on the dance floor had bonded the two women further, cementing their friendship and some deep, hidden feelings. But now, it was different, third time lucky, if you like. Their feelings were now out in the open and Izzie was waking up in Addison’s bed as what? Her girlfriend? Her lover? She wasn’t yet quite sure how to define their relationship, but they were now officially more than friends, they had kissed, and what a perfect, wonderful first kiss that was, right here, in Addison’s bed.
They had laid all night in one another’s arms, barely losing contact of the other throughout their slumber. It was all kinds of bliss, the blonde felt amazingly brilliant, a peace and serenity consumed her and a wave of euphoria cascaded over her as she glanced at the sleeping beauty beside her. She leaned towards the attending and brushed an errant lock of auburn hair from her face, revealing her perfect features, she looked so serene in her sleep. Without being able to resist any longer, Izzie placed a gentle kiss on Addison’s forehead, in turn, the attending stirred slightly at the contact, causing the blonde to do it again. Izzie smiled as frown lines appeared on the redhead’s face, confusion in her sleep reigning. The intern decided Addison required waking once and for all and went in for the kill, placing a firm but loving kiss on the attending’s lips. Without opening her eyes, Addison reacted exactly how Izzie had hoped, she returned the kiss, forcing her tongue through the blonde’s lips and into her mouth, smiling as she did so. Izzie fought to gain control of the situation, her own velvet tongue stroking Addison’s before fighting for dominance. The kiss deepened, causing both women to moan into the other’s mouths, the situation heating up as Izzie moved to straddle her bed partner. She half sat, half lay upon the redhead, her hands idly playing with the auburn locks, her breasts pushing against Addison’s, the friction of the material of their vest tops causing the fabric to rise. Izzie gave in and lay fully upon Addison, the attending groaned as she felt the skin of the blonde’s taut stomach rub against her own.
Izzie placed her hand on Addison’s stomach whilst continuing her assault on the redhead’s mouth. The blonde’s hand slowly moved up the attending’s torso, Addison’s own hands wrapped around the blonde, holding her close. She was lost in the moment, her head firmly in the clouds, Izzie had an amazing tongue, oh the things she was doing with it, her thought pattern continued, and thought of the other things Izzie’s tongue would be capable of. She felt the blonde’s fingers brush against her breast. The intern slowly broke away, kissing Addison’s jaw line allowing her to breath for what felt like the first time. Izzie’s lips, tongue and teeth continued to attack Addison’s skin, her neck the object of the blonde’s assault. The attending could barely believe this was happening, it was like a dream and all too cautiously looked down at the blonde, aware she had fantasised about a moment like this many a time. She was brought to her senses by an incessant beeping, afraid she had indeed been dreaming she opened her eyes, having previously closed them enjoying the feel of Izzie on her skin. The blonde was still wrapped around her seemingly lost in the moment, enjoying the feel of Addison beneath her weight.
“Iz . . .” Addison started.
“Hmmm.” Was Izzie’s response. The attending gently pushed the blonde backwards, forcing her to focus.
“Izzie.”
“What?” Izzie huffed as she broke apart.
“My pager.” Addison explained.
“Huh?” The blonde had a problem focusing, her tousled hair and sleepy eyes were adorable Addison thought, but there was a hunger hidden in the depths of the chocolate orbs.
“My pager, I need to answer my page.” She said making an attempt to move. Izzie had her pinned to the bed, restricting all movement. “Isobel.” Addison warned. The blonde groaned and rolled off the older woman. She lay looking at the ceiling, visibly flustered by their encounter.
“You don’t play fair.” Izzie smirked. The red head hovered over her.
“Iz.” She leant down, placing a gentle loving kiss on the blonde’s lips. “I want this to work, this is so special to me, I don’t want to rush it.”
“Me too.” Izzie said, reaching up and stroking Addison’s soft cheek. “I’m so lucky to have you.” She surmised.
“And have me you do. Let’s take one day at a time.” She leaned in to kiss her lover once again, before she vacated the bed and looked at her pager. “I have to go in. Do you want to come with me?” she said looking back at Izzie draped on her bed.
The blonde glanced sideways, “Yeah, I’m due in in a couple hours anyway.” She rolled to the edge of the bed and stood, padding across the soft carpeted floor to the awaiting attending. She wrapped her arms around Addison’s waist, pulling her body flush against her own. The attending reached up and draped her arms over the blonde’s shoulders, putting her hands into Izzie’s soft locks and pulling her head closer to her. Addison kissed Izzie, a soft, languishing kiss, she poured all she had into it, ensuring the blonde knew exactly how she felt. Izzie returned the kiss with as much fervour, she wanted Addison to know there would be no one but her. Further more, she wanted Addison to remember exactly what she would be missing at work.
The redhead pulled back slowly, “Mmmm, as much as I would love to do this all day, I have a baby to deliver.”
Izzie groaned once again, “Would you like to go on a date with me tonight?” she asked shyly, playing with the hem of Addison’s silky pyjama top.
The redhead smiled, “I would love to.”
“I never thought I’d be here, like this, with you.” Izzie whispered.
“Me either. And I promise, later, it will just be you and I, no patients or babies or pagers.”
“I like the sound of that.” The blonde smiled, slowly pulling away from Addison.
“Do you want to shower first?” Addison asked earning a sultry stare from her mate, “Nu uh.” She smiled wagging a finger at Izzie who in turn rolled her eyes. She sighed and turned, traipsing to the bathroom, the start of a ritual of getting ready for work.
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It was business as usual at Seattle Grace Hospital, Addison and Izzie had agreed to keep their relationship under wraps for the time being. They did not want the interference of friends and colleagues, especially if their behaviour so far was anything to go by. The two doctors had arrived at the hospital earlier than what would normally suffice, Addison swiftly scrubbed in whilst Izzie decided to watch the procedure from the viewing gallery, collecting a coffee and a bagel en route. She sat in awe as Addison commanded the OR, a regular scene whenever the neonatal surgeon was operating. Occasionally she would voice her concerns about spending too much time in the OR, but truth be told, it was almost like a second home, it was her domain and she was damn brilliant at her job. The blonde smiled wistfully at the sight of Addison going about her business, the way she gracefully moved about, delivering babies as if it were second nature, barely breaking a sweat and making it look like the easiest thing in the world. Izzie’s easiest thing in the world, she had noticed over the past few weeks, was admiring the flame haired beauty, observing her discretely whilst wishing she would find herself in a very comprising position with the attending. And this morning had been, just wow. She sighed contentedly, knowing what Addison Forbes Montgomery wore in bed, what she looked like when she was asleep, the way she opened her eyes in the morning, the way her tongue explored her mouth and the way she felt under her touch. Izzie was lucky, and Izzie knew it. What she could barely believe was that the redhead reciprocated her feelings, it had taken this long for them to finally admit they had feelings for one another, having both feared rejection. Izzie was certain of one thing, she would do everything in her power to make this relationship work. Addison had proved to be more than a brilliant doctor and amazing human being, she was a true friend and a very caring, doting person, Izzie was excited to discover the sort of lover the redhead would make. In that moment, Addison made eye contact with the blonde, causing Izzie to blush, guilt written all over her face, only interpreted by the redhead below who was smirking beneath her surgical mask.
There were moments when Izzie thought this would not be possible. To be watching her girlfriend in the gallery while she performed a surgery in the OR below, that Addison would be that ‘she’, her girlfriend. But Addison was first and foremost a friend, which made the blonde cherish what she had with the attending that much more. She had began relationships with a physical mentality, it had always been about the sex, it had been pretty good sex, but it lacked a vital element, love and trust, it always inevitably led to heartbreak. Albeit she had always chosen the wrong mate in the first place, but this time it was different. She had genuine feelings for Addison, being her friend first meant she was falling for the redhead’s personality, her nature, her company. She always had fun with Addison, and she had proved to be loyal and caring and forgiving. Sure Izzie had always found the attending attractive, who wouldn’t? She was simply gorgeous. But Izzie would wait until their relationship reached the next plateaux, where a physical relationship would be that much more intense and where love would provide the ultimate experience. She wanted their first time to be perfect and had a feeling Addison felt the same.