Meredith stared at her husband for a moment, trying to comprehend the words he had just said to her. "Alex and Addison?" she asked.
"Yeah," Derek said carefully. "Are you okay?"
Meredith turned to look at the counter for a moment before she turned and smacked him in the arm. "You knew about this!"
"Ow!" Derek cried, ducking away from her abusive fists. "What was that for? I told you the truth!"
"Alex is asking you advice on how to pick up your ex-wife?" Meredith shouted, her fists pounding against his chest. "Seriously, Derek? Seriously? He was asking you how to win her over?"
"I was going to tell you!"
"Did you give him advice?" Meredith yelled. "Seriously, Derek, what did you tell him? That she'll forgive you for anything if he brings her a Prada bag and tell him what she likes in bed?"
"Ow!" Derek shouted. "I didn't say anything about sleeping with her. That's disgusting!"
"Because that would be awkward," Meredith rolled her eyes. "Did you tell him what makes her go crazy?"
"No, because I can't even remember what Addison likes in bed," Derek said. "Stop hitting me!"
"Seriously?" Meredith shouted, her fists meeting his bicep again. "Seriously, Derek?"
"What?" he asked. "I don't."
"I can't believe how stupid you are," Meredith snapped. "Why the hell wouldn't you tell me, Derek? We're married, we're supposed to tell each other everything! Isn't that in the vows or something?"
"I know, I did tell you!"
"Well, you had the perfect chance this afternoon, and you decided that making out on your couch was a much better idea," Meredith pointed out. "Why is that, Derek? I'm sure it's an interesting reason."
"Well…I'm a guy," her idiot husband shrugged. "And you're hot. I can't help it, it's automatic."
"Idiot," Meredith snapped, hitting the back of his head one more time. "That's the last making out you're going to be doing for a very long time. I'm banning sex and kissing and…any other couply things."
"I don't understand why you're mad at me."
"Because you were married to her!" Meredith exclaimed. "You knew everything about her!"
"A million years ago," Derek replied. "And I never would have married her if I'd known that I was going to meet you."
"You know when is not a good time to say corny things?" Meredith asked. "When you're already being an idiot."
"Right," Derek cleared his throat. "Sorry."
Meredith pushed him out of the way as she moved to pace the kitchen. "How is he dating her?" she asked. "She's…she's completely different from Izzie. He just misses Izzie, that's the only reason he thinks he's in love with her. He doesn't really love her, because she's Satan's Whore…"
"Mer, I think he really loves her," Derek said softly.
"He does not," Meredith rolled her eyes. "He loves Izzie. He's just being an idiot. Because he's a man and he has a stupid boy penis."
"You usually like my penis," Derek stated, stopping quickly when he met her eyes. "Right, I'll stop talking now."
"I think that's a good idea," Meredith snapped. "Seriously, what the hell does he even see in her? And what does she see in him? He's…Alex."
Derek was silent as he watched her pace the kitchen for a few more moments before she stopped and stared at him. "Why aren't you backing me up here?" she demanded.
"I…" Derek started to say something, but before she could comprehend what was going on, he was pressing his lips against hers, backing her up against the wall until she was pinned between the cold wall and his warm, strong body.
"Derek," she frowned, trying to push him off of her. "What the hell are you doing?"
"You're so hot when you're angry," Derek breathed, shifting her so that she was higher against the wall, her breasts even with his face as he rubbed his five o clock shadow against the sensitive skin above her cleavage.
"Oh God," Meredith moaned, her hands moving to fist in his hair. "Derek…"
"Bed," he said, wrapping his arms around her waist and moving towards the stairs.
"Derek," she groaned as she moved to nibble gently on his ear.
"Fuck, Meredith," he breathed, pausing at the top of the stairs for a moment.
"Quiet," Meredith ordered. "Kids…sleeping."
"Bedroom," Derek said, stumbling into their room and slamming the door closed behind them. He threw her onto the bed and moved to pull his sweater over his head, and she stared at him for a moment before she reached for her own shirt. "God, you're so hot," he moaned. "I love angry sex."
"You want angry sex?" Meredith asked, snapping her bra off and moving off of the bed towards him. "Get on the bed."
"Mer," Derek groaned as she pushed him onto his back, moving to straddle him as she reached roughly for the clasp on his jeans.
"Oh yes," Meredith gasped as she pulled his throbbing erection out of his jeans, shoving his pants down and onto the floor. "You're so hard."
"Need," Derek gasped.
"Need?" Meredith asked, rubbing herself over him, his erection brushing against the rough material of her jeans.
"You," Derek breathed. "Please…please, take control."
"I can do that," Meredith nodded, a smirk playing on her lips as she leaned down to trail her tongue along the careful lines of his hips before moving to trail wet kisses along his inner thighs, careful to stay away from his straining erection.
"Meredith," he groaned, his hands moving to her hair, trying to guide her to his erection. "Please."
"Hmmm," Meredith sighed, moving her lips to his penis, taking his entire length into her mouth for a moment.
"Yes," Derek gasped as she sucked hard at him, her head moving up and down eagerly on his penis. "Oh Meredith…yes, yes!"
Meredith could feel him twitching inside of her mouth, and she pulled her mouth away, slipping off of the bed and pulling her own jeans off as she watched him thrash wildly on the bed. "You need to wait until I'm ready," she ordered. "Because you can't come until you're inside of me."
"Mer," Derek gasped, looking at her with hooded eyes. "Please…"
"Hmmm," she sighed as she stepped closer to the bed, cupping her breasts in her hands before one hand moved down to finger herself. "I'm not wet enough for you."
"I can help with that," Derek gasped, grabbing her and pulling her onto the bed.
"Derek," she breathed, leaning into the pillows as he kiss her deeply.
"So beautiful," he breathed, his lips trailing from her neck to her chest, pausing only briefly to take a nipple into his mouth before moving down to her stomach. He circled his tongue around her belly button for a moment before he settled himself between her legs.
"Oh God," Meredith gasped as he rubbing his cheek against her thigh, the results of not shaving that morning already appearing as thick stubble covering his face. "God…"
"You like that?" Derek asked, moving to nibble gently at the skin of her inner right thigh.
"Oh," Meredith gasped, her back arching off of the bed as she grasped the sheets tightly in her hands. His beard was sensitizing her skin in a way that she had never thought possible, and his teeth felt so good scraping against her skin. He was usually gentle, he usually made sure that things didn't get too rough, but right now he didn't seem to care.
Derek moved his head to press his tongue inside of her, gently sucking on her clit as she rocked her hips into him.
"Derek," she moaned, tightening her legs around his head. "Don't ever shave again."
Derek laughed slightly, the vibrations sending shivers across her entire body, and her back rose off of the bed as her entire body tightened in orgasm.
"Derek," she gasped. "Der…you're…God!"
"Hmmm," Derek breathed as he moved to hover over her again, shoving himself into her as her body still shook with orgasm
"Oh," she gasped.
"What do you want?" Derek asked, his voice a low growl that she wasn't sure she had ever heard before.
"You," Meredith breathed. "I want…I want you to fuck me so hard."
"I can do that," Derek nodded, pulling out of her gently before pounding all the way into her again.
"Derek!" she screamed, her nails scratching into his back in a desperate attempt to feel the release of pleasure that was building up in her body.
"You like it so hard," Derek breathed as he continued to pound into her. "You're so dirty. So naughty and dirty."
Meredith's only response was to shove him onto his back, straddling his hips as she began to ride him hard.
"Oh fuck," Derek moaned. "So…hot."
"You want me?" Meredith asked, stopping her rocking movements and clenching her muscles around him as she stared down at his lust filled eyes.
"Yes," Derek gasped, and she could feel him twitching inside of her. "Yes."
"Tell me," she ordered. "Tell me how much you want me."
"I…ride me," Derek begged, trying to rock his hips into hers. "Please, Meredith, ride me."
"Are you sorry?" Meredith asked, staring down at him.
"No," Derek shook his head violently against the pillows. "Need punishing."
"Such a bad boy," Meredith purred, reaching down to squeeze his balls tightly as she kissed him passionately, her tongue exploring the inside of his mouth. "You're such a naughty boy."
"Please," Derek begged. "Please, Meredith."
"I love when you beg," Meredith breathed, reaching up to grasp the headboard before releasing his penis, quickly moving over him.
"Yes," Derek gasped, his hips meeting her every thrust.
"Oh," Meredith breathed, throwing her head back as she continued to ride him hard. He was pounding into her hard, she could feel him brushing against her very core, and she knew she would be sorry in the morning. But right now, as Derek reached up to scrape his teeth against her nipple, all she could feel was the immense pleasure that was building inside of her.
"Meredith," he gasped, and she could feel him coming.
"Derek," she cried, letting go of the headboard as she braced herself on his shoulders for balance.
"Come," Derek ordered, pushing her onto her back again as he pounded into her, her walls spreading easily to accommodate his size.
"Derek," she screamed, her walls tightening around him. "Derek…oh God!"
"Mer," he gasped, releasing into her before collapsing on top of her. "Oh God."
"Wow," Meredith breathed, a shaky hand moving through his hair as he rested his head between her breasts. "Oh, Derek."
"That was amazing," Derek breathed, still panting for air.
"Completely," Meredith whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "I'm sorry."
"Me too," Derek whispered. "I should have told you."
"It's okay," Meredith breathed. "I…I know that Alex can date whoever he wants. It's just…"
"Weird," Derek nodded. "I know."
"But it led to some pretty hot sex," Meredith breathed.
"When was the last time we had sex like that?" Derek asked.
"Not for years," Meredith whispered.
"After my…thing?"
"Your mid life crisis?" Meredith giggled.
"It was not a mid life crisis, I was only forty," Derek protested.
"Of course," Meredith nodded. "I'm sorry I beat you up."
"I deserved it," Derek nodded.
"You did," Meredith nodded. "I loved the sex though."
"Me too," Derek breathed, lifting his head to look at her. "Did I hurt you?"
"A little," Meredith shrugged. "But it was very very worth it."
"I can make it up to you," Derek whispered.
"I'm definitely not having sex again tonight," Meredith said firmly, curling into his arms.
"I was talking about a bath," Derek rolled his eyes. "What do you think?"
"A bath sounds amazing," Meredith sighed, leaning into the pillows. "Draw it for me?"
"Of course," Derek nodded, leaning in to kiss her. "Wine?"
"Do you have to ask?"
"Right," Derek laughed. "I'll be right back."
Meredith sighed as she pulled the blankets up around her, turning onto her side to look at a picture of her and the rest of the interns from their first year together. Izzie was seated beside Alex, both of them smiling widely at the camera, and Meredith sighed as she turned onto her back to look up at the ceiling. She could vividly remember how upset she had been when she'd found out that Alex was dating again, and she was feeling similar things now. But now that she really had time to think about it, maybe Alex dating Addison wouldn't be so bad. She and Addison were on friendly terms now, and Derek was right; it was another lifetime ago that he had Addison had been some weird, messed up version of a couple.
"Bath's ready," Derek said softly from the door of the bathroom, holding out a glass of red wine to her.
"Thanks," Meredith smiled, taking the glass and stepping into the tub. "You coming?"
"Of course," Derek said, grabbing his own glass and slipping into the tub across from her. "This is nice."
"It really is," Meredith sighed, their legs mixing together as she soaked in the bubbles for a moment.
"Are you okay?" Derek's soft voice broke into her thoughts.
She sipped at her wine for a moment before she nodded. "Yeah," she said. "I am. I over reacted."
"Well, at least you recognized that," Derek laughed slightly.
"Shut up," Meredith rolled her eyes.
"What are you thinking?" Derek asked.
"Sometimes I wish you couldn't read me so well," Meredith stated.
"Well, I do, so tell me," Derek said, leaning forward to squeeze her hand.
"I just…I'm glad that Alex is happy," Meredith sighed. "Even if it's with Addison, because she's nice, she really is."
"But?" Derek prompted.
"But…I guess it's hard for me to understand how he could move on from Izzie," Meredith said. "Because when you were…well, there was a period of time that I thought you were never going to wake up again. And I couldn't even imagine moving on, so I don't get how he can do it."
"I guess it's a personal thing," Derek shrugged. "I know I wouldn't date. If something happened to you."
"I couldn't," Meredith whispered. "And neither did your mom. So I just…I don't understand how he can love Izzie and date Addison at the same time."
"I think…he'll probably always love Izzie," Derek nodded. "But she's in the past. Addison's in the present."
"I suppose," Meredith sighed. She looked at him for a moment before she said, "Sometimes I can't believe how much I love you."
Derek smiled softly, his McDreamy looking taking over his features. "That's good to hear," he said. "And I…I don't think there are words to tell you how much I love you."
"We're in a corny mood tonight," Meredith giggled.
"Eventually you're going to realize, Meredith Shepherd, that we are corny people," Derek laughed.
"I'm not," she shook her head. "You are."
"House of candles?" Derek asked.
"Elevator proposal?"
"You loved the elevator proposal," Derek defended.
"I did," Meredith smiled as she leaned in to kiss him. "Almost as much as I love you."
