Chapter 36: Awaiting Pleasure

Derek's Point-of-View

Wow, you're all glowy and shit. She forgave you that fast, huh?"

I grinned at Mark.

"We had breakfast together. I cooked." I said proudly.

"You cooked her breakfast? After you got your noodle wet, right? I mean, it is fine that you do all that sensitive shit and all, though I just usually leave money on the bedside for a cab, but cooking is good too." Mark said.

"How are we friends?" I asked.

"You didn't even used to do that." He pointed out.

That was partly true. I had been a fuck 'em and leave 'em type.

"No, I always went to their place, so I was the one leaving." I countered.

"What can I say? All my bondage shit is at my place."

"You are a disturbing person." I stated.

Mark leaned on the counter.

"You never used to think so."

"Yeah, well things change." I said, shrugging.

"People can't change. They can pretend, but eventually they go right back to the way they were." Mark said.

"Well, you are a big help." I said sarcastically.

"I'm just saying. I am single for a reason. No fuss, no muss, just down and dirty." He drawled out. He stiffened as he spotted something behind me, and I turned just in time to see Lexie walk past where we were stationed and smiled prettily at the nurse who handed her a chart. She made a quick progress note and handed the chart back. She put her pen back in her pocket and then turned to see us standing there.

"Hey guys. How has your day been so far?" She asked.

I noticed Mark had not relaxed at all.

I looked at him weirdly before answering.

"It had been just great. I had breakfast with your sister this morning." I informed her with a proud grin.

"Before or after you fucked her?" She asked.

"Why is it that everybody thinks I fucked her?" I said loudly.

Lexie looked covertly at the people who had stopped and stared at my outburst.

"Down boy. I was joking. Mer will make you suffer before she puts out." She said.

"It is nothing less than I deserve." I replied with a sigh.

Lexie's pager went off and she grimaced.

"Gotta go." She looked at Mark. "Oh, hey. While I am thinking about it, I left my scarf at your house. I was in such a hurry this morning because someone kept me up late." She teased. "Don't let me forget it tomorrow. It gets cold outside." She kissed him on the cheek and breezed off.

I cocked my head and leveled a questioning look at him.

"You were saying?" I taunted; eyebrow raised.

"Nothing." He muttered.

"That's what I thought." I said, patting him on the back and walking off whistling.

How the mighty have fallen.

I hovered in the doorway of the cafeteria, trying to decide whether to join Meredith for lunch or not. She was sitting with my sister, her sister and Yang, who scared the hell out of me. I watched her for a moment as she threw back her head and laughed, the sound ringing out amongst the room. Several heads turned towards her, some with humor in their eyes, others with lust. Those with lust could back the fuck up.

She was mine.

I strolled over to her table and pulled up a chair, moving it close to her.

Four sets of eyes stared at me, with variously differing expressions on their faces. Amber's was teasing, Lexie's was thoughtful, Yang's was pissed off…wait, she was always pissed off…and Meredith's was accepting. I nodded to the others and focused on Meredith.

"How has your day been so far?" I asked her.

"Hey! No stealing my lines." Lexie laughingly protested.

"I am older, and I have used it before, therefore you stole it from me and I am stealing it back." I bantered.

"Yeah well, I am younger, and it is beauty before age." She countered.

"Hmmm…my nickname is McDreamy, so I have beauty and age." I replied.

Amber snorted.

I looked at her.

"You rang, Piglet?" I asked.

Her eyes narrowed.

"Well I was just remembering how that nickname came about." She said.

Meredith leaned over me towards Amber.

"Oh, do tell." She said.

"Well, a group of interns were standing around gossiping and they started putting names to people. You know, like Frankenstein, Creepy Crazy Eye Fucking Psycho Girl, Strawberry Shortcake…you know things like that. And one nurse named Shonda saw Derek. She said 'Oh my God, he is McDream Me, McFuck Me'. After I dry heaved, I made the suggestion, so that I didn't vomit my entire intern year, that we shorten it to McDreamy." She looked at me. "Not that that is much better."

"Wait, you came up with my moniker?" I asked incredulously. "I think I am going to be sick."

"Why, I have seen you naked too, Derek. Why should they have all the fun?"

"I don't even want to know." Meredith said.

"I do." Yang said.

"I second that." Lexie piped in.

"Motion carried." Amber said. "It is really nothing and I do mean, nothing. We lived in a house with two bathrooms and five kids. We were bound to see him in all of his not so glory one day." She shrugged.

"I was twelve. It has grown since then." I hissed.

"On that note, my appetite is gone and so am I." Yang left quickly.

"How much has it grown?" Lexie asked.

"I am going with Yang. See ya later." Amber cringed.

"Lexie!" Meredith admonished.

"I just want to know if he is bigger than Mark." She defended herself.

"You slept with Mark?" Meredith gasped. "Was it any good? I mean, he looks like he would be good, is he any good?"

"Um…potential boyfriend sitting right here." I reminded her.

"Your point being?" She asked confused.

"Never mind." I said, sighing.

"I am kidding Derek. So you slore, you slept with Sloan. That didn't take you long." She observed.

"Yes, well, I don't have your shining morals." She said. She got up and grabbed her tray. "I also don't have that unsatisfied frown on my face either. No, I have the glow of multiple screaming orgasms." She stared off dreamily. "Oh, well, have a nice day!"

"I now know why some mothers eat their young." Meredith said.

"I am okay with that, you know." I told her.

She looked at me, biting her lip.

"Really? Or are you just saying that to win brownie points?" She asked.

"Maybe a little of both." I confessed. "But seriously, I have porn and my bottle of lube to keep me company during those long cold nights, so I am good." I teased.

Meredith giggled.

"Good. I have my nine-inch pink vibrator with the built-in clit massager."

I gulped, and my pants tightened.

"Really?" I squeaked out.

"Really." She got up and leaned closer to my ear. "I know how to use it for maximum pleasure." She whispered.

She straightened up.

"Now let that vision help you tonight. You may not even need the porn."

I watched her leave with a mixture of shock and awe.

I knew one thing, when we finally did have sex, it might just kill us.