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Title: Set The Example
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Characters/Pairings: Meredith/Lexie.
Word Count: 452
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Written for Porn Battle V.
Warnings: If you're not into this kind of pairing then don't read it.
Summary: The bad thing about tequila is that once you get enough in you, especially if you're not used to drinking mass amounts of it, you start losing your inhibitions. Lexie loses them after about three shots.
It all starts with too much tequila (as it always does). The cheap stuff because Lexie can’t tell the good from the bad yet, and that’s a difference Meredith intends to teach her. Play the big sister. Play the role. Because if she can’t handle teaching her how to be a good doctor, she can always handle teaching Lexie the fine art of drinking.
The good thing is that once you get enough in you the taste, whether it’s good, bad, or indifferent, stops mattering.
The bad thing is that once you get enough in you, especially if you’re not used to drinking mass amounts of it, you start losing your inhibitions.
Lexie loses them after about three shots.
On the fourth one she’s kissing Meredith. Or maybe Meredith’s kissing her. Who made the move on who really isn’t clear, because Meredith’s already had close to double what Lexie’s had, and everything is starting to blur, and things are starting to sway just a little bit. She’s suddenly glad they did this at home. At home with Alex and Izzie on call, and Cristina at her home, and this was supposed to be their bonding time.
Except now they’re kissing.
They’re kissing, and they’re on the couch, and Lexie’s leaning into her as she bites at Meredith’s lower lip enough to make her moan, and she really never thought that Lexie, the good girl, could be this forward. And she’s starting to see more in common with her and Lexie than she had before, and it’s sad that this is how she has to find that out.
And before she knows it her hands are on the waistband of Lexie’s jeans, and she’s pulling at them and her panties in one fell swoop as Lexie’s attempting to pull off Meredith’s shirt, and they’re not even thinking about this. Meredith’s thinking about how she’s learning all these little things about Lexie like the way she bucks her hips when Meredith slides two fingers inside her, or the way she grinds into Meredith’s hand as she strokes her clit just right. And then Lexie is whimpering and letting her head fall back as she comes, arching and pulsing around Meredith’s fingers as they keep up the same rhythm, let her ride it out.
When she pulls out, away, back, looks at Lexie, her half-sister Lexie, who’s still spent, still trying to resume breathing normally, she can’t think about how wrong this. It’s too complicated for her brain to handle right now.
She’s thinking that this, this was just another lesson. Because sex and tequila, those are Meredith’s things, that is her area of expertise.
After all, she’s just playing the role. Setting the example.
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Characters/Pairings: Meredith/Lexie.
Word Count: 452
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Written for Porn Battle V.
Warnings: If you're not into this kind of pairing then don't read it.
Summary: The bad thing about tequila is that once you get enough in you, especially if you're not used to drinking mass amounts of it, you start losing your inhibitions. Lexie loses them after about three shots.
It all starts with too much tequila (as it always does). The cheap stuff because Lexie can’t tell the good from the bad yet, and that’s a difference Meredith intends to teach her. Play the big sister. Play the role. Because if she can’t handle teaching her how to be a good doctor, she can always handle teaching Lexie the fine art of drinking.
The good thing is that once you get enough in you the taste, whether it’s good, bad, or indifferent, stops mattering.
The bad thing is that once you get enough in you, especially if you’re not used to drinking mass amounts of it, you start losing your inhibitions.
Lexie loses them after about three shots.
On the fourth one she’s kissing Meredith. Or maybe Meredith’s kissing her. Who made the move on who really isn’t clear, because Meredith’s already had close to double what Lexie’s had, and everything is starting to blur, and things are starting to sway just a little bit. She’s suddenly glad they did this at home. At home with Alex and Izzie on call, and Cristina at her home, and this was supposed to be their bonding time.
Except now they’re kissing.
They’re kissing, and they’re on the couch, and Lexie’s leaning into her as she bites at Meredith’s lower lip enough to make her moan, and she really never thought that Lexie, the good girl, could be this forward. And she’s starting to see more in common with her and Lexie than she had before, and it’s sad that this is how she has to find that out.
And before she knows it her hands are on the waistband of Lexie’s jeans, and she’s pulling at them and her panties in one fell swoop as Lexie’s attempting to pull off Meredith’s shirt, and they’re not even thinking about this. Meredith’s thinking about how she’s learning all these little things about Lexie like the way she bucks her hips when Meredith slides two fingers inside her, or the way she grinds into Meredith’s hand as she strokes her clit just right. And then Lexie is whimpering and letting her head fall back as she comes, arching and pulsing around Meredith’s fingers as they keep up the same rhythm, let her ride it out.
When she pulls out, away, back, looks at Lexie, her half-sister Lexie, who’s still spent, still trying to resume breathing normally, she can’t think about how wrong this. It’s too complicated for her brain to handle right now.
She’s thinking that this, this was just another lesson. Because sex and tequila, those are Meredith’s things, that is her area of expertise.
After all, she’s just playing the role. Setting the example.