There's no escape
By Leah Day
Summary
Set during the series 2 finale before the big shag scene.
This is my first Derek and Meredith fan fic.
Disclaimer
I do not own a thing, rats!
If I did, think kinky!
Written using UK and Australian spelling and grammar and has been cheerfully rated PG 15 for minor sexual, possessive references and a wee bit of angsty-ness.
The examination room
There was nowhere to run. Both of them knew that.
The woman stared distraughtly at him from her side of the room, beseeching him to let her go.
"Finn has plans!" she pleaded with her frenetic eyes, mouth and face. "He has plans!"
But no one was going to be leaving without betraying their wife and partner.
Her pleas were for naught. Her need to stay true to her newfound sweet heart was going to fall on deaf ears.
He was not going to let her go.
He would not rape her. He could never harm her in that fashion but there was no way she was going to leave this very room without him taking what he wanted from her.
She wanted him too. Everything from her toenails to the light brown hairs on her head signified that when he stepped up to claim her mouth for the first of many bruising kisses, she would do nothing to push him away.
He moved toward her like one in slow motion. Large hands which she knew would be temperate and hard, reaching out to cup her face.
Finn, Finn, Finn.
His name was beating like a heart in her mind.
She knew she could stop this, that she should stop this. She had no right to be here.
He was getting closer.
She could smell her seducer's favourite aftershave. Feel the good, solid warmth of his breath.
Oh Finn, Finn, Finn!
To commit adultery … this was not what she wanted. She had faults, but she did not want that to be counted amongst them.
Move, move, move! She had to move. She had to be the better person.
She tried to shrink away.
Her feet … Paralysed.
She was trapped.
Finn has plans. Perfect, sweet, Finn.
Her nose quivered. With every step he took toward her, his sweet, masculine aroma grew stronger; his breath had gone from warm to a portentous hot.
She tried to recoil again.
Damn!
'I'll let go,' she decided at last, shoulders slumping minutely. 'I'll just let go,'
His fingers slid onto her cheek, gliding over the smooth, pale membrane.
He pulled her to him, bringing her mouth to his, kissing her with fervent desire.
She hadn't changed. She was still the intoxicatingly sweet haven he had abandoned such a long time ago.
Her graceful, slender body fitted perfectly against his own as their tongues danced.
So perfect, he wanted to weep.
'I'm home,' he thought as she nuzzled his neck and shoulder. 'I'm home,'
The end
Authors note
This is my first Grey's Anatomy fic. I wanted to write about the beginning of the love scene right after Derek told Meredith about his jealously and pain. There was, I think, some angst and indecision on Meredith's part right before she and Derek began to kiss. She seemed to be clinging to the idea of being happy with Finn despite the fact that she would rather be with Derek.
I felt that the particular scene seemed to have a "There is no way in Hell we are going to leave this room without having a shag,'
Derek didn't force himself on Meredith. They just spontaneously decided to give into each other in a really beautiful way.
Thank you for reading. If you liked this ditty, fabulous! If not, oh well.
's, Leah.
PS. Sorry for not writing in American English. I promise there's nothing racist behind it; I just cannot train myself to write in that particular form of English.