My apologies for not updating as frequently – life and Christmas shopping are intruding on my writing time! Hope you like this one – some girl talk, some sussy moments and a surprise at the end!
Days slip by swiftly, and before they know it, the semester is over, exams are done, and it's the last night before leaving for Christmas break. Meredith sits on her bed, contemplating her suitcase, trying to squeeze yet more thing into it.
"Sit on it," Jenny suggests, looking up from filing her nails.
"Good idea," Meredith laughs, "then it's gonna burst and I'll be stuck with no suitcase." She shuffles the clothes inside again. "Aren't you packing?"
"No, we don't leave till the weekend, so I'm procrastinating."
"I still can't believe Mark is spending the holidays with your family. That's pretty major," Meredith muses as she smoothes out the stack of clothes.
Jenny nods with a little smile. "Yeah, well, he sounded so depressed about not having any plans, so I took pity on him."
"Still..for Mark this is a big step."
"I'm sure my brothers will be more than happy to keep him busy, watching football and playing video games," Jenny laughs, taking a drink from the beer she brought into the bedroom. "That is, so long as they don't kill him once they figure out we're sleeping together." She rolls her eyes.
"Yeah, I'm sure Derek's sisters don't want to think that he's having sex either. Nancy especially, she's so weird." Meredith giggles, remembering Nancy's reaction when she discovered Derek was dating Meredith.
"Families are like that," Jenny says, offering the beer to Meredith, who shakes her head. "Have you bought Derek's Christmas gift yet?"
"No, I'll worry about that when I get home. I still have time – I just don't know what to get him. I haven't done any shopping yet at all, actually. Gonna have to get on that."
"I'll miss you, Mer," Jenny says. "It won't be the same without my twin."
Meredith laughs, finally closing the bulging suitcase. "Aha!! I did it!" She turns to Jenny. "I'll miss you too, Jenny girl. You'll have to email me and let me know what Mark got you. He's not used to having a steady girlfriend, so you should be in for a surprise."
Jenny giggles. "Coming from Mark, it could be anything! Sexy lingerie maybe! Oh, better not open his gift in front of my brothers…"
"Not a good thing," Meredith agrees. "What time is he picking you up tonight?"
"Umm, soonish, I think. He's taking me to that Hinder concert – I love them.."
"Ooohh – yeah – that song 'Lips of an Angel' is my all time favorite," Meredith says. "It's kinda sad, but I like it."
"Yea, it should be good. What's your plans for tonight, besides hot sex?"
Meredith throws the pillow over at Jenny. "We do other things besides having sex. Seriously!"
"Mmhmm…so what are you doing tonight?"
"Don't you have something else to do?" Meredith asks. "Other than rag on me about my excellent sex life?"
"Hey, I'm not complaining about mine, don't get me wrong. Mark is … is…"
"I don't want to know, Jen."
"Okay, okay, I'm going to go get dressed now," Jenny says, getting to her feet. "I'll be in late, but wake me up before you leave tomorrow, kay? I want to say good bye. And give you your present."
"I will – have fun at the concert!"
Meredith wanders out to the living room and flops onto the couch. The tiny artificial Christmas tree they splurged on twinkles merrily in the darkened room. Despite having assured Jenny that she and Derek do other things besides sex, they really don't have any plans for tonight. They have an early flight to Seattle in the morning, and have no desire to join any of the parties going on to celebrate the end of exams. Maybe that was kind of lame, but they enjoyed the time they had together.
The door opens and she looks up to see both Derek and Mark coming in, their hair mussed from the wind. "It's damn ugly out there," Mark swears. "You guys better hope there's no storm to delay your flight tomorrow."
"Is it that bad?" Meredith asks, peeking out the windows.
"Gettin' there. Where's Jenny?"
"Getting dressed."
Mark heads off to find her, and Derek drops his jacket and boots on the floor, jumping onto the couch with Meredith. He kisses her, his face and hands cold from outside, and she shivers. "Mmm, you're chilly."
"You can warm me up as soon as they leave," he tells her, nuzzling her throat.
"And here I was just telling Jenny we do more than just have sex all the time," she giggles, relaxing against him. "Is it bad that we're not going out anywhere tonight?"
"Why, what do you want to do?"
"Nothing, really. I'm exhausted from exams anyway."
"Well, I'll have to help you unwind, and relax then," he tells her, kissing her again, pushing her carefully back against the cushions. "Just me and you, no studying, no books…"
"Sounds good…" she murmurs, as he settles across her, kissing her harder.
"We're going now…" Mark calls out.
Derek sits up, raking his hair out of his eyes. "All right, see ya Mark. I don't know if I'll catch you in the morning. Have a good time in New York."
Meredith wiggles up and looks over the back of the couch. "Bye Mark! Don't let Jenny's brothers beat you up too much!"
He rolls his eyes, and comes over to kiss her on the cheek. "Bye, Mer. Have a good holiday. Stay out of trouble."
"You too."
"Nite Mer! See you in the morning!" Jenny shouts as they head out the door. "Bye Derek!"
"Okay, now where was I?" Derek asks, settling against her again, this time letting his hand slide up under her sweater. "Here?"
"Maybe..." she sighs happily, as his hands begin to do their magic on her. "Der…what do you want for Christmas?"
"You're asking me now?" he laughs, placing his mouth along her belly, licking and kissing lightly.
"Never mind…" she whispers, losing herself in the feel of his hands and his mouth along her.
"I just want you anyway," he tells her, slowly unzipping her jeans. "Just like this, all to myself…" His fingers brush against her, and she moans. "All warm, and damp…"
Meredith feels the need for him flaring in her, and she helps to wiggle out of her jeans. Her panties go with them, and he grins at her in the dim room. "Now, this is just perfect…"
"Are you feeling warmer yet?" she asks, reaching to pull the sweater over her head, as he discards his sweatshirt. His eyes are focused on her breasts, as she takes her bra off.
"Oh, much warmer," he says, falling down to cup her breasts, teasing her nipples, making her cry out in delight. "Are you feeling less tired?"
"Much…"
"Good…cuz I want you bad, Mer…it's been a helluva week, and I need you, baby…" His mouth finds hers again, his tongue demanding response suddenly.
"Yeah..it has…" she sighs. "Just make love to me, Derek…"
He sheds his jeans and shorts in record time, rejoining her on the small couch. "We could go to bed, Mer…" he says, with a laugh, as he pulls her against him.
"No…I want you right now…here…"
Then words fade away, as he fits her against him, his cock sliding her without hesitation. Meredith lifts her hips to meet him, arching her back and gasping at how perfectly they fit together. It always makes her feel special, this magical way they come together, as if they were made for each other. Silly, romantic as it was, she loved to think that. Moments slid into each other, as he moved into her, deeper and harder, making her scream.
"God..never stop…" she begs him, as the waves rush through her again and again. '
"Never, babe," he assures her, claiming her mouth again, their bodies moving faster. "Never…"
Laying tangled together after, watching the tiny lights sparkle in the dark, Meredith thinks life just can't get any better. "Looking forward to going home, Der?" she asks softly, tracing her fingers along his shoulders.
"Yeah, it should be fun. You?"
"Yeah, I just wish Mom…"
"Shh, we'll go see her, even if she doesn't respond. It's good to go."
"I know."
"Now what do you want for Christmas?" he asks, kissing her nose.
"Just you…"
"You've already got me, probably ever since we were five years old, and you stole my pail out of the sandbox."
"I didn't steal it…I was just borrowing it," she giggles.
"Whatever… I think you stole my heart even then, Mer. I just didn't realize it soon enough."
"Aw…Derek…how sweet," she murmurs.
"Mer…"
"What is it? Getting cold again? We should get up anyway, I'm hungry."
"Can you wait a second?" he asks, his voice suddenly serious, and she looks at him in concern.
"What's wrong?"
He gets up and fishes around for his jeans, pulling something out of his pocket. "Mer, I was going to wait for Christmas, but I can't stand the suspense…" He kneels down in front of her, and takes her hand in one of his.
"Derek?"
"Meredith, I love you more than words can say. Always have, I guess." He takes a deep breath, bringing his other hand out, holding a small velvet box. "Mer, will you marry me?"
