Saving The World Can Wait | NC17 | Grey's Anatomy
Title: Saving The World Can Wait
Prompt: Callie's birthday, smut, a gift that Callie really wanted
Fandom: Callie/Addison, Grey's Anatomy
Requested by: burningeden
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 1332
Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish they were. Please don't sue.
Author's Note: Happy Birthday, Chelle! I hope you enjoy this little fic…I tried to incorporate things you'd like, so I really hope that it makes you smile. I also have no idea if this, uh, gift can actually happen (you'll know which one I mean when you read it), but then again that's the beauty of writing - you can do ANYTHING you want. :-P Anywho - do enjoy! Let me know what you think!
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Callie leaned back against the arm of the sofa and wiggled her feet a little further beneath Addison's small, albeit warm, backside. Addison smiled at her before focusing her eyes back on the television. As Callie hit the button that would allow her to blow up another zombie, she noticed that Addison had all but neglected her current issue of Advances in Neonatal Care and was paying attention to the video game. Callie laughed to herself. For all of Addison's bitching about how barbaric it was to simulate zombie genocide, she couldn't help but be drawn in.
"I have an extra controller if you want," Callie said, sticking her tongue in her cheek as she jabbed at the button. "Ha! Gotcha!"
"Huh? Oh. I'm not watching. I'm reading."
"Riiiiiiight. You don't have to deny it, Ads…I know you're jealous that I will single-handedly save the universe from being eaten alive by zombies."
"Yes, that's it exactly," Addison deadpanned, her eyes flicking over the top of her magazine towards the television.
Another few minutes passed and another few zombies exploded before Addison jumped up, beamed, and exclaimed, "Happy birthday!"
Callie blinked at her and looked back at the time on the cable box. Sure enough, the digital numbers read 12:00am. "Woah…I've been playing this game for three hours?" she asked.
"Never mind that," Addison said, settling in closer and resting her chin on Callie's raised knees. "It's your birthday now."
"Mmhmm…for thirty whole seconds."
Addison jutted her lower lip out in a pout. "This is the first birthday we get to share as an actual couple…did you think that the spoiling only begins during the daylight hours?"
Callie let out a knowing sigh. "So that's why you've been so nice in letting me play my game all night."
Addison grinned. "And that's why I'll let you keep playing while I give you birthday sex."
Callie's mouth dropped open. "Wait. What?"
Addison said nothing, ducking instead beneath the fleece blanket. She made her point by simply pressing her tongue against the crotch of her boyshorts.
The brunette jerked and fumbled the controller. "Um…you weren't kidding, were you?"
"Nope," Addison replied, scratching her teeth over Callie's cotton-covered clit.
Callie let out a little moan, her hand gripped tightly around the controller. She heard her character shout out in pain and realized she was being attacked. Glancing between the television and the head bobbing beneath the blanket, Callie hit the pause button and dropped it on the coffee table.
She closed her eyes, reveling in the delicious feel of Addison's warm tongue playing with her through her panties. When Addison's fingers hooked into the elastic and pulled the fabric aside, Callie gasped and cupped her hand on the back of Addison's head. Callie moaned, shifting her hips against Addison's eager tongue. It was ridiculous how quickly and easily she responded to her girlfriend's attentions, and it would be even more ridiculous to see how little time it would take to fall over the edge.
"Yes," Callie whimpered, seeing stars as Addison's tongue flicked and sucked at her clit. She groaned when the redhead began making teasing little strokes at her opening.
"Happy birthday, baby," Addison said, her words muffled and broken between wet kisses. She redoubled her focus, fucking Callie so resolutely that Callie tipped her head back and could do nothing but moan until she came, hard and quick, against her lover's mouth.
Addison waited until Callie's climax subsided completely before fixing Callie's panties and straddling her lap. Callie opened her eyes and grinned at the redhead. "Happy birthday to meee," Callie preened, pulling Addison down for a kiss.
"Did you enjoy your second present?" Addison asked, threading her fingers through Callie's hair. She twisted one raven tendril around her finger before allowing it to spring off.
"Second? What was--oooh, the video game playing."
Addison laughed. "What better way to say 'I love you' than to keep my mouth shut while you protect the human race?"
Callie smiled, feeling her cheeks begin to ache. "Jeez, woman, you're gonna break my face with all this smiling. I'm not used to such attention on my birthday."
"Well, prepare yourself," Addison said, pausing to kiss her once more. "It's only been like twelve minutes. You've got a whole day of spoiling ahead of you."
"What exactly do you have up your sleeves?" Callie asked, raising an eyebrow. She wrapped her arms tightly around Addison's waist. "And does it involve you getting naked?"
"All in good time."
"Is it 'good time' yet?"
"Aren't we impatient?"
"Yes! And besides, I'm allowed to be. It's my birthday."
"Mmm…I've created a monster. Or…no…your parents created a monster."
Callie giggled. "True…but you started off my birthday with birthday sex." Callie wiggled her eyebrows. "So, when's my next present?" She slid her hand beneath Addison's top and cupped her breast, toying with a pebbled nipple.
Addison hummed in pleasure. "Okay…I'll let you have one more present. Do you want a medium present or the big present?" On the last two words, Addison's smile exploded into a wide grin.
"Woah…that one. I want the one that comes with that smile."
"Are you sure? It's the biggest gift out of the bunch--are you sure you don't want to save it for later?"
"Now I'm positive that I want it now. You can't let me go to work and wonder all day about what it is…you'll put lives in danger."
Addison laughed. "Fine -- you asked for it. But if the rest of your gifts suck in comparison, remember that you asked for this first." She threw her leg over Callie's hip and stood, walking towards the closet by the front door.
"Only because you offered."
"My mistake then," Addison said, rearranging a few boxes on the shelf. She stood on the tips of her toes as she reached behind a box of what Callie knew to be comic books. Addison pulled out a gift wrapped in Superman paper and, holding it to her chest, sat cross-legged across from her on the couch. She placed the gift on Callie's lap.
Callie tore at the paper, mindfully crumpling it into a ball before dropping it on the floor. She lifted the lid and set it aside before tearing at the tissue paper. Her heart pounded; she felt like a six-year-old on Christmas morning.
Beneath the thick layer of tissue paper lay an issue of Journal of Orthopaedic Trauma. "Is this…no…what?" Callie looked up at Addison, who was smiling hard. "Are you serious?"
"Completely serious."
"But…my article was still under review…"
"Go on…open it."
Callie carefully lifted the cover and squealed when she saw her name in the index. "They published it?? They actually freakin' published it?"
"I put in a call to Roy…they had already decided to print it but he owed me a favor, so…"
"You know the editor of an orthopedic magazine?"
"There was this one time where I saved his kid's life…" Addison huffed on her nails and rubbed them against her shirt. "I must have known that one day I'd be shacking up with a hot Ortho doc."
"Well done you!" Callie glanced down at the medical journal and beamed.
"You'll be head of the department in no time with articles like that under your belt." Addison bit her lip. "Do you like it?"
"I love it!" Callie set the box aside and pulled Addison into her lap. "You are amazing."
"You are amazing."
"No, you are."
"We'd better stop now before we get stuck in a loop."
Callie kissed her then, long and deep, and when they pulled apart they were panting. "Oh my God…I have to call my parents!"
"Cal, it's three a.m. in Miami."
Callie laughed. "Right. Silly me."
"Are you enjoying your birthday so far?"
"Do you really have to ask?" Callie kissed the side of Addison's throat. "Can we go to bed now?"
"Don't you have zombies to kill?"
Callie looked at the television. "They can wait."
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Prompt: Callie's birthday, smut, a gift that Callie really wanted
Fandom: Callie/Addison, Grey's Anatomy
Requested by: burningeden
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 1332
Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish they were. Please don't sue.
Author's Note: Happy Birthday, Chelle! I hope you enjoy this little fic…I tried to incorporate things you'd like, so I really hope that it makes you smile. I also have no idea if this, uh, gift can actually happen (you'll know which one I mean when you read it), but then again that's the beauty of writing - you can do ANYTHING you want. :-P Anywho - do enjoy! Let me know what you think!
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Callie leaned back against the arm of the sofa and wiggled her feet a little further beneath Addison's small, albeit warm, backside. Addison smiled at her before focusing her eyes back on the television. As Callie hit the button that would allow her to blow up another zombie, she noticed that Addison had all but neglected her current issue of Advances in Neonatal Care and was paying attention to the video game. Callie laughed to herself. For all of Addison's bitching about how barbaric it was to simulate zombie genocide, she couldn't help but be drawn in.
"I have an extra controller if you want," Callie said, sticking her tongue in her cheek as she jabbed at the button. "Ha! Gotcha!"
"Huh? Oh. I'm not watching. I'm reading."
"Riiiiiiight. You don't have to deny it, Ads…I know you're jealous that I will single-handedly save the universe from being eaten alive by zombies."
"Yes, that's it exactly," Addison deadpanned, her eyes flicking over the top of her magazine towards the television.
Another few minutes passed and another few zombies exploded before Addison jumped up, beamed, and exclaimed, "Happy birthday!"
Callie blinked at her and looked back at the time on the cable box. Sure enough, the digital numbers read 12:00am. "Woah…I've been playing this game for three hours?" she asked.
"Never mind that," Addison said, settling in closer and resting her chin on Callie's raised knees. "It's your birthday now."
"Mmhmm…for thirty whole seconds."
Addison jutted her lower lip out in a pout. "This is the first birthday we get to share as an actual couple…did you think that the spoiling only begins during the daylight hours?"
Callie let out a knowing sigh. "So that's why you've been so nice in letting me play my game all night."
Addison grinned. "And that's why I'll let you keep playing while I give you birthday sex."
Callie's mouth dropped open. "Wait. What?"
Addison said nothing, ducking instead beneath the fleece blanket. She made her point by simply pressing her tongue against the crotch of her boyshorts.
The brunette jerked and fumbled the controller. "Um…you weren't kidding, were you?"
"Nope," Addison replied, scratching her teeth over Callie's cotton-covered clit.
Callie let out a little moan, her hand gripped tightly around the controller. She heard her character shout out in pain and realized she was being attacked. Glancing between the television and the head bobbing beneath the blanket, Callie hit the pause button and dropped it on the coffee table.
She closed her eyes, reveling in the delicious feel of Addison's warm tongue playing with her through her panties. When Addison's fingers hooked into the elastic and pulled the fabric aside, Callie gasped and cupped her hand on the back of Addison's head. Callie moaned, shifting her hips against Addison's eager tongue. It was ridiculous how quickly and easily she responded to her girlfriend's attentions, and it would be even more ridiculous to see how little time it would take to fall over the edge.
"Yes," Callie whimpered, seeing stars as Addison's tongue flicked and sucked at her clit. She groaned when the redhead began making teasing little strokes at her opening.
"Happy birthday, baby," Addison said, her words muffled and broken between wet kisses. She redoubled her focus, fucking Callie so resolutely that Callie tipped her head back and could do nothing but moan until she came, hard and quick, against her lover's mouth.
Addison waited until Callie's climax subsided completely before fixing Callie's panties and straddling her lap. Callie opened her eyes and grinned at the redhead. "Happy birthday to meee," Callie preened, pulling Addison down for a kiss.
"Did you enjoy your second present?" Addison asked, threading her fingers through Callie's hair. She twisted one raven tendril around her finger before allowing it to spring off.
"Second? What was--oooh, the video game playing."
Addison laughed. "What better way to say 'I love you' than to keep my mouth shut while you protect the human race?"
Callie smiled, feeling her cheeks begin to ache. "Jeez, woman, you're gonna break my face with all this smiling. I'm not used to such attention on my birthday."
"Well, prepare yourself," Addison said, pausing to kiss her once more. "It's only been like twelve minutes. You've got a whole day of spoiling ahead of you."
"What exactly do you have up your sleeves?" Callie asked, raising an eyebrow. She wrapped her arms tightly around Addison's waist. "And does it involve you getting naked?"
"All in good time."
"Is it 'good time' yet?"
"Aren't we impatient?"
"Yes! And besides, I'm allowed to be. It's my birthday."
"Mmm…I've created a monster. Or…no…your parents created a monster."
Callie giggled. "True…but you started off my birthday with birthday sex." Callie wiggled her eyebrows. "So, when's my next present?" She slid her hand beneath Addison's top and cupped her breast, toying with a pebbled nipple.
Addison hummed in pleasure. "Okay…I'll let you have one more present. Do you want a medium present or the big present?" On the last two words, Addison's smile exploded into a wide grin.
"Woah…that one. I want the one that comes with that smile."
"Are you sure? It's the biggest gift out of the bunch--are you sure you don't want to save it for later?"
"Now I'm positive that I want it now. You can't let me go to work and wonder all day about what it is…you'll put lives in danger."
Addison laughed. "Fine -- you asked for it. But if the rest of your gifts suck in comparison, remember that you asked for this first." She threw her leg over Callie's hip and stood, walking towards the closet by the front door.
"Only because you offered."
"My mistake then," Addison said, rearranging a few boxes on the shelf. She stood on the tips of her toes as she reached behind a box of what Callie knew to be comic books. Addison pulled out a gift wrapped in Superman paper and, holding it to her chest, sat cross-legged across from her on the couch. She placed the gift on Callie's lap.
Callie tore at the paper, mindfully crumpling it into a ball before dropping it on the floor. She lifted the lid and set it aside before tearing at the tissue paper. Her heart pounded; she felt like a six-year-old on Christmas morning.
Beneath the thick layer of tissue paper lay an issue of Journal of Orthopaedic Trauma. "Is this…no…what?" Callie looked up at Addison, who was smiling hard. "Are you serious?"
"Completely serious."
"But…my article was still under review…"
"Go on…open it."
Callie carefully lifted the cover and squealed when she saw her name in the index. "They published it?? They actually freakin' published it?"
"I put in a call to Roy…they had already decided to print it but he owed me a favor, so…"
"You know the editor of an orthopedic magazine?"
"There was this one time where I saved his kid's life…" Addison huffed on her nails and rubbed them against her shirt. "I must have known that one day I'd be shacking up with a hot Ortho doc."
"Well done you!" Callie glanced down at the medical journal and beamed.
"You'll be head of the department in no time with articles like that under your belt." Addison bit her lip. "Do you like it?"
"I love it!" Callie set the box aside and pulled Addison into her lap. "You are amazing."
"You are amazing."
"No, you are."
"We'd better stop now before we get stuck in a loop."
Callie kissed her then, long and deep, and when they pulled apart they were panting. "Oh my God…I have to call my parents!"
"Cal, it's three a.m. in Miami."
Callie laughed. "Right. Silly me."
"Are you enjoying your birthday so far?"
"Do you really have to ask?" Callie kissed the side of Addison's throat. "Can we go to bed now?"
"Don't you have zombies to kill?"
Callie looked at the television. "They can wait."
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