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Meredith woke up to the smell of something good . . . wonderful even. She looked around her room and over at the clock, 9:37am. She couldn't believe she had slept so long. She put her head back down on the pillow, seeing a note on the pillow beside her. Sitting up, she took the note in her hand to read it. .. .
Good morning, my love
When you wake up, come on downstairs. . . I have a surprise waiting.
I love you, Derek
Meredith smiled . . . she knew he was cooking her breakfast, she could smell it. She decided to put on some pajama pants and her Dartmouth long sleeve t-shirt she loved so much. She received her undergraduate degree from there; her mother wanted her to go to medical school there, but only because that was where she finished medical school at.
She descended the stairs and took in the smell bacon but quickly wondered where that would have been from. She thought for a second and knew it could have been from the freezer . . .
Meredith stopped the second she saw him in her kitchen. In his boxers, a white t-shirt and his hair all messy . . . he looked good enough to eat for breakfast. He was busy concentrating on what he was doing, so she decided to sneak up behind him slowly so that he couldn't hear her.
When she got behind him, she reached her arms around his abdomen and reached her mouth to his ear, slightly grazing with her lips, "You know what I want for breakfast . . .I think . . . I will have you for breakfast." She moved her hands down his abdomen, into his boxers and grabbed his cock that had already started into position.
"Oh god, Mer." He moaned not even realizing she was up yet, much less, standing behind him, with her hands down his boxers, removing them quickly.
He turned around so that he was facing her while she moved her mouth down his body, never letting go of his cock. She had started lightly stroking him, being careful to not touch the tip of his cock that was ready and waiting by now.
She looked over on the counter . . . to see what she might want to use . . . and sees the butter out and open. Her mouth worked back up his stomach, keeping one hand on his cock; she took the other one and got a handful of butter . . .
She moved her mouth back down all the way to his thigh and back up to his balls . . . where she took one in her mouth, gently sucking on it, just perfect. She took the hand with the butter and smeared it over his cock.
He couldn't help but thrust in her hands feeling the butter smear over his cock, not even thinking about the bacon that is cooking . . .
She decided to keep her mouth on his balls for a while and let her hands work some magic. She laced her hands together and stroked him up each time starting as lost as she could and stroking up.
"Shit, Mer. . . Faster." He moaned titling his head back, thinking about how amazing this felt with her hot, buttery fingers on him and her mouth lightly sucking at his balls, something he really loved.
She unlaced her fingers in order to get her hands moving faster, up and down his cock. The butter made her hand move faster and faster up and down his cock.
"Oh, God, Mer, I am close . . ." He moaned out.
She quickly moved her hand to the spot on his cock that would stop him from coming, squeezing tightly with her thumb and fore finger, right below the skin.
"Fuck, Mer." He said looking down at her as she just looked up at him and smirked. She had other plans as well.
After a few seconds of holding there, "Not nice, Mer." Derek breathed.
"Oh . . . so, you don't want me to do this?" She moved her mouth up and put her entire mouth over him causing him to moan loudly.
He instinctively put his hands in her hair and leans up against the counter for support. "Suck it . . . baby . . . hard . . . oh god." He could feel himself ready to explode when he hit the back of her throat, over and over.
He couldn't help but thrust his hips into her mouth and shoved her head harder into him. "Fuck, Mer. . . Right there . . . I am. . ." He shot his cum all in her throat . . . over and over until she sucked him dry.
He was in pure bliss when they heard it . . . the smoke alarm going off. . . "Shit." Meredith said.
Derek quickly turned around and saw the smoke from the stove . . . the bacon was burning.
Meredith quickly went over to the sink and got a cup of water to put it on the smoke as Derek grabbed a kitchen towel and fanned it over the smoke detector. Meredith started opening the windows to try and get the smoke out.
When she got back to the kitchen, they just looked at each other and laughed, "So, who is not so good in the kitchen now?" Derek said.
"Oh, I think I was plenty good. You should just learn to multi-task a little better." She said smirking.
"Ok, so, next time you are studying and I am ready to play, I will remind you of that. You will need to continue to study will I give you the ride of your life."
"I gave you the ride of your life?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Let's just say this was a first for me in the kitchen and yes . . . it was the ride of my life." He said walking over to her, wrapping his arms around her, in just his t-shirt. He didn't think to ever put his boxers back on.
He closed his eyes and held her for a few seconds, thinking about how lucky he was to have her and how much he needed to do everything in his power to keep her . . . forever.
"What the hell happened in here?" They heard from the door, Meredith turned around and saw 10 eyes staring at them.
Meredith looked at them in disbelief. She wasn't even considering the possibility they would come here. She noticed Marissa looking very curiously, trying to get a peek. Bryant quickly covered her eyes and Alex took the boys eyes.
"Shit." Derek was thankful Meredith was in between him and her brother's, thinking about how pissed he would be if he walked in on one of his sister's and boyfriend. He at least had a shirt on, so it could be worse he supposed.
"Go get some damn clothes on, Shep while my sister explains to me why the condo smells like it was almost burned down." Alex thought he knew exactly what had happened here. Alex and Bryant turned themselves and the kids around so that Derek could at least cover up.
"Oh, ok." Derek said, looking to Meredith when she turned back around to face him. They looked at each other, a little serious and then both kind of giggled when Meredith looked down, seeing Derek was ready to go again . . . except this time, Meredith would have enjoyed what he had to give her. Meredith motioned that his boxers were just a few steps behind Derek which he was thankful about.
Derek really wanted to stay down with Meredith . . . to help her because he was sure she would need it, but he also . . . needed to get at least something more than boxers to wear. . . considering he hadn't completely gone down all of the way.
"I am just going to run upstairs to get some pants on." Derek said heading off upstairs, trying to be quick.
"Do you two ever stop?" Alex said smirking as they all turned back around.
"Alex." Bryant mumbled looking at him, reminding him there were kids present . . . and Marissa especially. She was a sponge, soaking in everything, looking around her aunt and uncle's place.
"So, did you guys get too busy in the kitchen and forget something was cooking?" Alex smirked looking at Bryant, challenging him to say something because he purposely phrased the comment so that it would be . . . clean for the kids, but right to the point.
Meredith turned a few shades of red, having no idea what to say and she was thankful to see Derek already coming back down, "Yes, your sister was really hungry this morning and just couldn't wait for breakfast." He said, walking to Meredith and wrapping his hands around her from behind and giving her a kiss on the cheek. He was embarrassed, but he also knew Alex. He wouldn't let his embarrassment show through because that would be more ammunition for him.
Bryant just smiled, "I bet she couldn't." He looked at them both and knew they were really happy. He then looked to Alex and just laughed because Bryant knew Alex was surprised Derek even came back down and . . . so quickly at that.
"Aunt Mer, what is with all of the flowers? Did you start a flower shop or something in the condo?" Marissa chimed in all of a sudden, then thinking a little more, "Oh . . . this has to do with Friday afternoon doesn't it?"
Meredith immediately felt Derek tense up behind her, "Oh, Marissa . . . boys . . . they send flowers sometimes . . . even when they just do small things . . . they all mess up from time to time." Meredith rambled on and stopped when she noticed Bryant looking around at the flowers and settling his eyes . . . with a hint of worry . . . on Meredith and Derek.
"But, you were on the phone with him and you had tears in your eyes when you hung up and you were not yourself as much as you tried to be." She was a smart girl and as much as she enjoyed the day with her aunt, she knew something was wrong.
Bryant didn't like what he was hearing knowing there was more to the story. He could see it on both faces of his sister and her boyfriend, but he also knew it wasn't Marissa's business. "Hey, honey . . . sometimes problems are . . . grown up problems."
Marissa looked down sadly, "Like you and mom."
Bryant took a deep breath. She didn't mention her mother much, it had been almost a month since she left and it was hard on a girl her age. He had no idea what to say to her because this was nothing like he and Morgan. He and Morgan never looked half as happy as Meredith and Derek did, but how do you say that. He also would never consider sending so many flowers to make up for anything, no matter how wrong he had been.
"Not like me and mom. Marissa, we have talked about this. If flowers were enough . . . But, they aren't sometimes." Bryant sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He really hated Morgan at this point for leaving . . . and calling only 4 times to check and see how everyone was doing.
"Derek, I don't think you need to mess up too much, but enough to get Aunt Mer flowers." Marissa said walking over to Derek, satisfied by what her father told her.
"Hey . . . what did we say about calling adults by their first name." Bryant warned.
"I am sorry." She said, but looked back at her dad, "Then what do I call him?"
Derek looked at Bryant and indicated that he had it. "Well, your dad says you can't call me by my first name and I definitely don't want you to call me Mr. Shepherd, something about that is too formal. What do you want to call me?"
Marissa thought for a second, "Well, Uncle Alex called you pussy whipped this morning. I don't think they knew I was up already. I am not sure what that means, but . . ." Derek closed his eyes as did Meredith.
"Ok, that is enough . . . let's get what we came for, big brother." Alex said trying to divert attention, knowing he was in some kind of trouble with Bryant.
Bryant gave him a look . . . they had been talking about the night before. Bryant and the kids went to the race, but then Bryant took them home. Alex told the account of what happened at The Temple the night before. "Marissa . . . can you and your brother's go in your uncle's room real quick and watch TV." Bryant said a little more sternly than he wanted.
"Of course, you have some grown up things to talk about. Come on boys." She said pulling them into Alex's room. . . But, stopped before she went in, "I think you are in trouble." She smiled and looked at Alex.
There they stood unsure exactly what Bryant wanted to talk about, but by the way he looked at all three, he had some things to say to all of them.
