Disclaimer: The people who actually own the show are currently on strike. Which I support. I completely support. However, I don't own the show, or owkr for the show, so I'm not on strike with them.

So yes, this is me updating again. Soon after the last update. Yes, I'm a little shocked myself, not going to lie, lol. And nothing really "important" happens in this update but I feel the need to say that it is rated a little R. R enough that it might make this fic M rated but since most of the fic isn't porny I don't want to do that at all. But yes, this update...if you're uncomfortable reading sex, don't read it.

Enjoy!

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"I'm going to need you to go prep Shepherd's patient in Room 4694," I heard Meredith's voice from my spot hiding in the closet.

"But Dr. Grey…Sloan pulled you off the case," her intern protested.

"Sloan's an ass," Meredith sighed. "Der…Dr. Shepherd and I worked all day on this case yesterday and Dr. Sloan playing chief isn't going to scare me away. Go prep the patient while I find Dr. Shepherd."

"Yes, Dr. Grey," the intern responded and I could hear footsteps echo down the hallway.

God, she was hot when she got bossy.

And she only yelped a little as I snaked my arm out and pulled her into the supply closet with me.

"Derek!" she hissed at me, the second her eyes came into focus in the dim light. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Pulling my girlfriend into a supply closet, what does it look like?" I smirked.

"Der… you can't," she groaned. "Mark's already trying to make our lives hell today, if he finds out…"

"It was his idea."

"It was?"

"Well…indirectly," I shrugged, kissing her quickly. "Beside I have to ask you something."

"Something that couldn't wait for lunch?"

"Well…umm…yes," I nodded quickly. "Mark and I are going to our fishing spot in New York next weekend. Is that okay?"

"Are you asking me permission to go fishing with a friend?"
"Not permission," I shook my head, rubbing my thumb over the knuckles of the hand I still held. "Just checking. That there's nothing planned and that you're okay. I'm not sure how steady we are and I was just…"

"You sound like me," she giggled softly.

"I do," I laughed.

She giggled a little more before reaching up to kiss me quickly. "Go. Have fun. Make smores and do that manly bonding thing. I'll be fine here without you. Maybe I'll drag everyone to Joe's or something."

"But no getting drunk and sleeping with inappropriate men," l grinned against her lips.

"Oh I think I'm good with the man I'm sleeping with," she laughed, pulling back slightly. "Is that all you wanted to see me about, Dr. Shepherd?"

"I love you," I whispered, having no idea exactly where the words had come from besides the fact I needed to say them again.

"I love you too," she breathed, nestling into my arms. Okay, I hadn't needed to say it again; I had needed to hear her say it again. "So Mark Sloan suggested you pull me into a closet to ask me if you could go fishing and tell me you love me?"

"Well no," I laughed. "He indirectly suggested sex in the hospital, something about lubricant."

"We've never had sex in the hospital," Meredith sighed.

"I know we haven't," I grinned, winking at her.

"Der!" she gasped, pushing me away slightly. "We're…work…we have surgery in…two hours and Mark is chief and I have an intern. We can't just…we're in a closet."

"Excellent observations, Dr. Grey."

I pulled her close to me again and bent my head down to kiss her hard, my tongue immediately demanding entry into her mouth. She groaned softly as her hands moved to my chest. I was sure she was going to push me away but instead her hands fisted around my scrub shirt and pulled me closer. The kiss deepened immediately as I felt her body against mine. I wrapped my arms around her and rubbed along her back.

"You're not getting sex," she murmured as she pulled my shirt over my head.

"It feels like sex," I breathed as she rained kisses over my collarbone, dipping lower to run her lips over my chest hair. "Definitely sex."

"Definitely not," she protested, her mouth falling lower, her tongue sweeping along the flat planes of my stomach. I gasped softly as her hands undid the drawstring of my pants and pulled them over my hips, dragging my boxers with them, leaving me standing naked, leaned against the door.

"This…isn't sex?" I gasped, as she took me into her hand and forced me harder against the door, the cold the door a shock against my ass.

"Not sex," she shook her head, grinning up at me.

And all logical thought stop as she took me into her mouth. Her tongue teased my tip and I could still see the smile in her eyes as she looked up at me. She was damn good at this, but we hadn't gotten around to it the night before. I had missed it. She twirled her tongue around me before drawing me further into her mouth.

"Mer…" I gasped as she pulled back again, starting to suck harder, her movements picking up a slow rhythm of rocking her head back and forth. Her tongue glided along the bottom of my shaft and her movements started to pick up pace.

"God," I murmured feeling my knees start to shake.

I felt my cock hit the back of her throat as my own hips started to thrust against her, forcing myself deeper into her as her moan of pleasure reverberated around my penis.

The world turned black as I emptied into her mouth, smiling as she swallowed it all.

"What…what….was that?" I asked, my chest still heaving as I came back to earth, my body still trembling slightly.

"Living out a fantasy," she smiled, standing back up and pressing her fully clothed body against my sweaty naked one.

"A fantasy?"

"Well it actually involves an elevator but the supply closet worked," she giggled.

I cut the giggle off with a hard kiss, flipping around so she was now pressed between the door and me, her body soft and pliant under me. She tasted like me. And her. God, it was intoxicating. She was intoxicating. "Sex," I murmured against her lips. "We're having sex."

"No sex," she giggled breathlessly.

"Oh sex," I laughed, kissing her again, pulling back slightly as I pulled her shirt over her head, smiling at the black bra I had watched her put on this morning. I took it off quickly and took a nipple into my mouth as I worked on getting her out of her pants. "Definitely sex," I breathed against her chest.

"Derek…" she gasped softly.

"Mer…" I groaned softly, leading her hand to my already growing erection. "I want you."

"Okay…sex," she breathed, tugging her panties down over her hips.

I grabbed her hips in my hands and raised her up, keeping her back and ass pressed hard against the door. I pushed myself into her slowly, watching as her eyes widened with shock and then close slowly, pleasure etching itself across her beautiful features. The slow thrusts quickly picked up pace as I pushed her harder and harder against the door, my face buried against her chest as I listened to her heart beat hard, her breath come quickly. She moaned against me, demanding more, demanding harder and I gave it, as hard and fast as I could, smiling as I felt her tighten around me. She called my name as the orgasm ripped through her.

I followed close behind.

"Wow," she breathed as I put her back down.

"Wow," I nodded, pulling her sweaty body against mine to kiss her again.

"I think…I forgot…sex, I like sex," she giggled breathlessly.

"So do I," I laughed, brushing a kiss along her neck. "My office at lunch."

"Der…we're not doing this," she sighed. "We're not going to only have sex from now on. We said…"

"Meredith…I know," I breathed, kissing her quickly. "Office at lunch and then I'll take you to the diner tonight and maybe we can rent a movie."

"That sounds good," she nodded, burying herself into my arms. "I don't want to ever move."

"Neither do I."

"But we have work…surgery soon," Meredith sighed, pulling away and passing me my scrub pants. "At least I think soon. I lost track of time."

"Good," I laughed, watching her get dressed as I pulled my own clothing on.

"But this was…definitely fun," she smiled at me.

The second her clothes were back on and her hair was fixed I pulled her into my arms again to kiss her deeply. "I love you."

"I love you too," she grinned, kissing me quickly. "I could get used to this I love you thing."

"You're going to hear it a lot," I warned, laughing softly as I opened the door.

"Good," Mark said from the other side. "Now that you have that out of your system can we get to saving some lives?"

When you get close babe - I still get weak

Cuz in these arms - is where you belong

So I have nothing really to say. Except for in this fic they never had sex at the hospital (yes, I know they have sex at the hospital on the show now...and well everywhere else for that matter) and I thought it was important they did. Because it's hot, lol. Really...no deeper reason than that. So yes, sex. And then a funny Markie line to tie it all up.

Might update later today...definitely something tomorrow.

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