Meredith Grey's VIPenis

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John Doe

Her small hand kneaded his tense muscles of his back, the hot body oil seeking into his fair skin. He was on his stomach, horizontaly letting her work his sore body. He melted suddenly letting out an appreactiative groan. She was small, but her hands worked wonders. She had worn the red nightgown her had gotten her. She straddled his hips sitting directly on is buttox.

"Right there. Yes. Mhmmm right there."

His spot was usually the small of his back. It was his speacial place he loved to be touched. Addison would always direct the attention there. Now he had a new spot. A spot he had just discovered with the help of the ineffectual hands hans a dab of oil. Right between his neck and shoulders there was his nook. With the right amount of pressure it felt amazing. Orgasmic even.

She adjusted her body while her hands moved lover to the middle of his back. he twitched when she hit a sore spot, soon relaxing. His muscles easing and softening into her palms.

The Seattle night was only to be heard from inside the trailer. The distant chirpping of crickets and the rustle of leaves. It was peaceful, until she decided to break it.

"Hey."

"What." he mummbled into the matress his eyes closed deep in euphoria.

"What's your name?"

He surley couldn't give her his real name. He was a world renowned neurologist. This would ruin him, come and bit him in the ass. He opened his eyes for a moment thinking, evaluating, decideing.

"John Doe."

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Stop

The kitchen was small. Really small. It wasn't really a kitchen to be exact. What kind of kitchen had a couch? The loners, that's who. He had a couch right infront of his stove, he liked to sit in comfort rather than the plastic foldables he hated. They squeaked, they broke easily and they were al neaon coloured. A couch was a good idea. It was his great idea espeacialy at that moment. He placed hot caramel on the tiny kitchen table, a pint of Ben ang Jerry's coffee ice cream next to it. It was midnight, he felt like having a snack.

He didn't need and bowls to hold his cold treat. He had the best thing. He placed her on the couch stark naked like him. Picking up the ice cream he licked her stomach with his warm tounge before scooping up some creamy dessert. he placed it on her stomach while she squealed letting out a giggle. He never heard such a thing, such a wonderful sound come from a woman. He gave her a smirk before lowering his face down licking up the coffee flavour of her skin. Arching her back he continued to lick her even though there was no more. He licked her and sucked her for her own pleasure.

He grabbed the hot caramel taking out the honey comb looking spoon letting the sweet topping drop on her rosy nipples hardening as soon as it touched. Doing it to the other they were both errect the caramel slowly dripping under her breasts. So tempting. He devoured her suckling as a mad dog nipping her soft endings between his teethe hearing her moan.

The midnight snack lasted longer than expected. She did the same to him dipping his parts into the cold and hot desserts sucking him til he came in her mouth. He probably lost $600 for that night alone.

He couldn't stop.

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Mornings

"Dr Shepherd." Preston Burke nodded his direction as soon as he had gotten on the large elevators of Seattle Grace.

"Dr. Burke." he nodded in reply as they stood next to each other watching the floors go by.

"I see you have a crainotomy this morning. Sounds...intresting." he said taking a sip of his coffee a smug look on his face, "I have a heart transplant with Dr. Marllow himself. The father of cardiology. He's here with the big guys from the board."