Meredith yawned and sat up, stretching her legs and arms. She looked over to see Derek watching her curiously.

As soon as they got settled into their seats in first class, she laid her head down on Derek's shoulders and fell asleep, making him promise to wake her up after an hour.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Four hours."

"Four hours?! Why didn't you wake me sooner?"

"You looked tired. I assumed you didn't get much sleep after your night out with Cristina."

"How did you—?" She started to question him, then gave up when she saw the knowing grin on his face. "I needed some stress relief and Cristina threatened to hurt me if I didn't go."

"If you wanted stress relief, I would've been more than happy to—ouch!"

"I didn't mean THAT kind of relief." She hit him on the arm.

"Hey!" He grabbed her arm before she slapped him again. "I was just kidding. I know you've been worried about this trip and let's face it, a weekend with my family is enough to drive anyone to a drinking binge."

"Not helping with the stress thing." She gave him a worried look.

Derek's laughter rang in her ears as he pulled her in close. "Come here. I'm kidding with you. My family is great, except maybe for Nancy, but you can ignore her like the rest of us do."

"I can't ignore your sister! She's going to hate me."

"Relax. They're going to love you. How can they not?"

"I can think of a hundred reasons."

"And I can think of a million reasons why they will."

Meredith looked at him then and her heart skipped a beat at how handsome he looked, gazing at her with so much love in his eyes. She leaned in to give him a quick kiss, but Derek captured her lips before she pulled away and deepened the kiss. She moved the hand that was laced with his away and reached up to run her fingers through his hair, pulling his head down. "I love you," she whispered against his lips.

"I love you too."

Her tongue slipped out between her parted lips and ran across the soft contours of his before dipping inside to mate with his. Derek released a soft moan and opened his mouth to allow hers access as she did the same. Her hand wandered down across his shoulder blades to his chest where she was about to slip it inside his shirt before they were interrupted by a soft cough.

Breaking the kiss, they looked up to see a very red-faced flight attendant looking at them. Meredith felt her entire body grow warm as she blushed to a color as equally red as the attendant's cheeks. Derek had a frustrated look on his face that Meredith would've found rather amusing under different circumstances.

"I…uh…I'm sorry to interrupt, but I need to take your order for dinner."

They gave the attendant the order and no sooner had she written it down did she leave in a bit of a hurry.

"Betcha wished you had taken me up on that offer," he winked at her.

"What offer?"

"You. Me. And the amazing sex at your house."

"Five minutes of hurried sex? No thank you," she grinned at the look on his face.

"Hurried? No. Frenzied, hot, pleasurable? Most definitely," he answered cockily, raising a suggestive brow at her.

"So you think," she retorted, trying not to smile at his arrogance.

She knew that he knew their sex is always amazing. They've had many frenzied, hot, pleasurable encounters in the hospital on-call and exam rooms to know that those fleeting moments were the best. The risk of being caught only intensified their need, culminating into multiple explosive orgasms. Given how vocal Meredith has a tendency to be at the peak of her orgasms, it's a wonder they haven't been caught in an uncompromising situations yet.

"Cocky."

"Is it that obvious?" he asked looking down at his pants.

"That's not what I was—oh my god, Derek! Can you please put it away or hide it somehow?" she whispered, being careful not to attract attention.

"I can't help it. All this talk about hot sex and the kiss and…just sitting next to you is making me horny."

"Shh!" she hissed. She looked down to see his obvious bulge still straining against his pants and threw her jacket and arm across his lap as the flight attendant walked on by.

"Uh, Mer? This isn't helping."

"I'm trying to make it go away," she whispered frantically.

"Believe me, Mer. You touching me like that is NOT making it go away."

"You're incorrigible!"

"I'm horny!" He leaned close to her ear and whispered. "Let's join the club."

"Club?" she asked, raising a curious brow at him. She pulled back when she realized what he was talking about. "Nuh-uh. No way. Nope. We're two hours from seeing your parents and I don't want to be flashing a "just had sex on the plane with your properly raised son" written all over my face as their first impression."

"They won't know."

"I'LL know! So, no sex until we get back home."

"No sex?! Mer…," he whined. "I need sex. Two days without it will surely kill me."

"No."

"Please?"

"NO!"

"Pretty please with me on top?" he begged, pouting his lips for more affect.

As hard as she tried, she couldn't help but smile at his silliness and after a moment's pause, she said "Fine. Meet me in there in ten minutes and NOT a minute sooner."

With that, she stood up and pretended to straighten her clothes before she casually walked into the restroom.

Derek did what Meredith asked and waited ten minutes before he casually got up in his seat and walked to the lavatory. The flight attendant from earlier gave him an odd quizzical look, but he ignored it and gave her his best dreamy smile which worked because she blushed and rushed away to tend to anther patron.

He held his hand up, ready to knock when the door slid open and he was forcefully pulled inside.

"What the hell took you so long?" Meredith asked her voice breathless from the way their bodies collided in the small confined space.

"You told me to wait ten minutes," he replied, his voice equally breathless from the impact, not to mention the shock of being hauled into the room by someone as small as Meredith.

"I didn't think you'd actually wait," she said, her fingers fumbling with his belt.

"What are you doing?"

"Undressing you."

"Okay," he said tentatively, raising his hands up to give her room since it was really cramped. He didn't realize that space would be such an issue.

"I, uh…I've never—"

"You've never what?" she stopped what she was doing to look up at him, her eyes questioning. "Oh my god, you've never?"

"Well, no…not exactly."

Meredith had to bite down on her lips to keep from laughing. "Wait. You were the one who suggested airplane sex, but you've never actually done it before?"

"No," he confessed, his cheeks flushed. "Addison wasn't really into that kind of stuff."

"She didn't like sex?" Meredith asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Oh no, she liked sex. She liked it a lot," he remembered. "We've done it in the shower, the living room, the kitchen, of course the bedroom. We even did it in Central Park one crazy night, but we've never—"

"Okay!" she snapped, cutting him off in mid-sentence. "Now is really not a good time to be telling your current wife of all the places you used to have sex with your ex wife," she emphasized. "Not good for my ego, Derek. Not good at all."

"Right. Sorry." He looked at her apologetically. "So how do we do this? I mean, it's kind of small in here. Should I move over there? Or will it be better if I stood here?" Meredith watched in amusement as he tried different positions. "How about if I lift this over here? Wait, my arm is a little cramped."

"Derek!"

"What?"

"We don't have all year."

"Right."

Her hands shot back out and with deft fingers, she removed his belt, undid the zipper and let his pants fall down to pool around his ankles. She hitched up the skirt to her dress and raised herself to sit on the small sink, facing him. Derek watched with pure desire when she manipulated her legs around the small space and he somehow found himself snugly positioned between her legs. He could see that her panties were damp through the dark silk fabric. She opened her legs more to accommodate his frame and leaned back against the mirror. Her eyes turned a dark, smoky green and her lips parted slightly on a breathless sigh.

Derek watched the wanton way her body swayed, her breasts jutting out against the thin silky fabric. He could see the faint outline of her perfect breasts, her nipples hardened to taut peaks. The heady scent of her arousal mixed with his thrilled and intoxicated their senses and in seconds their lips crashed together in a heated kiss, each demanding and seeking to fulfill their hunger.

Their mouths were fused together, their kiss deepening as the urgency of their need consumed them. Derek reached his hand down and pushed her panties aside as his fingers swept up and down her wet, plump folds, teasing it.

"Oh god," Meredith moaned when his fingers slipped inside, but not going as deep as she wanted. She tried to move her hips, to encourage his fingers to go deeper, but his other hand held her still as he continued to lavish her with attention. The pad of this thumb teased and rubbed her clit, making her moan into his mouth.

"Derek," she moaned. "Please…honey…oh god, I need you inside me now. There's no time and I really can't wait."

"But we haven't—," he protested, knowing how she favors foreplay and wanting to please her as much as he could for as long as he could.

"I know, but seriously, I just need you inside me now. Please…"

Her pleas did him in and he immediately released her and grabbed her firmly by her shoulders as he thrust hard and deep into her welcoming warmth. "Oh my g—" Derek's lips clamped down on hers in a searing kiss to stop her from screaming. He knew they were playing with fire by having sex on a plane full of people and he was not about to risk being caught. Not now when they're so close to reaching their climax.

Meredith broke the kiss; their faces were millimeters apart as they stared deep into each other's eyes while he thrust into her, each driving force bringing her closer to her climax. She could feel her muscles contract around him, threatening to collapse altogether as he continued his pleasurable assault on her sensitized flesh.

Meredith's orgasm washed over her in wave after wave of heated pleasure as she bit down on her lips to keep from screaming. Each driving force of his thick manhood touched and teased her g-spot as he pumped into her with slow purposeful strokes, then quickening to a driving force that kept her breathless as she tried to keep up with him.

Her head fell back against the mirror as her orgasm subsided and before she could register what was happening, Derek had moved her off the counter and turned her around to face the mirror. With heavy-lidded eyes, she looked into the mirror and saw for the first time, how she looked from the aftermath of an orgasm and that aroused her all over again. She looked past to see Derek watching her with desire filled eyes as he smiled lovingly at her.

"What are you doing?" she asked, half teasing as he grabbed her hands and spread them on either side of the counter.

He bent her slightly forward and leaned down to kiss the nape of her neck. She moaned and her legs almost gave out when she felt his hardened penis push up against her buttocks. Derek released her hand and reached down to grab his penis as he teased her with long sweeping strokes across her lips. She pushed her buttocks back against him, her lips gyrating in circles around his hardened shaft, seeking fulfillment. Derek pulled back and leaned down to kiss her bare back as he nipped and licked her sweat-slicked skin.

She tried to turn around, but his other free hand reached around and pressed her back against him, effectively holding her still. She stood back up and reached her hands over her shoulders to his hair where she grabbed fistfuls and tugged on the silken strands until he whimpered in pain. She was playing with fire by doing that for it spurred him on even more. He released his throbbing penis and reached up to free her hands from his as he pulled them forward to splay palms flat on the mirror high above her head on either side.

She loved it when he took control and he was definitely in control of the situation as his hands held hers still. She turned her head to the side and their lips crashed together as he kissed her deeply and with so much love that it scorched her senses. His tongue darted inside to seek hers and soon became entangled in an erotic dance, each licking and sucking until it left them breathless. Meredith felt his hardened shaft at the juncture of her thighs and screamed his name into her mouth when he pierced her body in one long, deep, powerful thrust that she thought surely rattled the mirror.

Together, their bodies moved in a lover's dance that was theirs and theirs alone. The love they felt for each other, provided a blanket of warmth as they sought to fulfill the need that only they could provide one another. Derek released her hands to wrap them around her waist as he held her close while he continued to thrust into her. Meredith brought her hands around back to wrap around his heck as she held him close as they climaxed together.