A/N: Another chapter! I'm feeling generous and full of ideas. As far as I recall there are no more flashbacks, and the chapters follow on from each other now unless I change my mind and throw a flashback in. Or a time jump. We'll see what happens! If there's any particular flashbacks people would find beneficial, let me know :)
Enjoy!
She made her way from the kitchen back through to the living room, her presence silencing the argument between Addison and Ryan. She leaned against the doorway, her arms crossing over her chest.
"So, is everyone staying for dinner?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Meredith, can I talk to you? In the kitchen?" Addison asked, walking toward her.
"Erm, sure," she said, furrowing her brow as she turned, following Addison through into the kitchen. She opened up the fridge, looking to see what she could make for dinner, only to realise she hadn't stocked up her food in a while.
"Why is he here?" Addison asked, her hands crossed over her chest as she looked at Meredith.
"I haven't got a clue, Addison, I'm more shocked than you are, believe me," she said, closing the fridge and turning to her, "But maybe you can leave with him."
"And you're just going to go off to England and forget about me?" Addison challenged.
"Do you love him, Addison?" She asked, leaning against the counter, "I mean, you promised to marry him, so you must love him."
"Meredith, you can't leave," Addison said simply, her voice going quiet.
"I feel like we're having two different conversations here," Meredith said with a soft laugh as she set the coffee machine up and got four mugs out, anticipating Derek's arrival, "How does Ryan take his coffee?"
"Ryan will be leaving soon," Addison said, rolling her eyes at Meredith's avoidance of the subject of her leaving for England.
"Ryan would love a coffee," Meredith heard his voice from the doorway and turned to smile at him politely, "Just one sugar please, Meredith."
"Amazing," Meredith said, pouring out four cups of coffee, adding one sugar to Ryan's mug and passing it over to him.
"Why have you made four mugs?" Addison asked, taking a mug for herself.
"Apparently, people just keep showing up at my house today," she said as a knock sounded from the front door, "Please, make yourselves comfortable in the living room. I'll be right back."
She left them to it, hearing the murmurs toward each other, probably in relation to Addison saying that Ryan would be leaving soon, which he was pretty sure wasn't happening. She opened the door and sure enough, Derek was standing there.
"Please, join the party," she said with a roll of her eyes, standing to one side as he walked in.
"I want to talk about earlier," he said, reaching for her hand and holding it with a gentle grip.
"Now really isn't the best time, I just wanted to study and now there's some sort of drama happening in my living room," she pulled her hand back and closed the front door, "Why is he here?"
"About that, I figured out how he made it here, he spoke to Karev when he came looking for Addison and he said that Addison was coming here, I didn't even know Addison was here," he said with a furrow of his brow, "Why is Addison here?"
"Don't get jealous yet, she came here to talk, and that's exactly what we were doing when Ryan showed up," Meredith said to him, leading the way into the kitchen, "I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do. Addison won't go because she keeps berating me about leaving for England, and Ryan doesn't seem to be leaving without Addison."
"You know you can just tell them to leave your house?" He asked with a raised eyebrow as she passed him a mug of coffee and took her own.
"I'm trying to be amicable," she murmured as she took a sip of her coffee, leading through into the living room and he followed her with a soft chuckle.
"Not everything is going to end amicably, you know," he said as he followed her in.
"Right, I'm all for reunions and sorting out your problems, but can't you guys go back to Addison's hotel room? Or anywhere else? Meredith has boards to study for," Derek said as he sat on the couch besides Meredith, and she nudged him in the side for his abruptness.
"That definitely seems like something we can do, don't you think, Addie? I'm sorry for imposing, Meredith," Ryan said, finishing off his coffee and setting the mug down.
"Meredith, we need to finish our conversation," Addison said, becoming more irate the more she felt like she was being pushed out.
"Addison, I got an acceptance into a fellowship in England. It's an option for me for next year, I don't need to discuss it with you, or anyone. I thought you'd be happy for me," Meredith said with a shrug, directing it towards Derek as well.
"Wow, that sounds amazing. I know we've only just met, but congratulations," Ryan offered.
"Thank you! See, that's the kind of reaction I've been looking for from both of you," she directed towards Addison and Derek, "Now, Derek has come over to help me study, and then we have surgery early in the morning."
"We'll get going then," Ryan said, standing up with Addison who seemed to have realised she wasn't going to get any further with Meredith, "It was great meeting you, and great seeing you again, Derek. Hopefully, we'll see each other again before we head back to California."
"Yeah, we can get a drink tomorrow maybe," Derek offered as Meredith led them to the door.
"I'll see you before I go back, Meredith," Addison said with a resigned sign.
"Maybe don't," Meredith said, before closing the door behind them. She went back into the living where Derek still sat on her couch, looking like he was deep in thought.
"Why did you come here?" Meredith asked him, her head tilting to one said with a hand on her hip as she stood in front of him.
"Because I'm sorry, Meredith," he murmured softly as he looked up at her, "and I love you. And I am really, really proud of you."
A shiver ran down her spine, the tension dissipating as she moved closer to him, sitting beside him on the couch, "Then why did you sound so disappointed?"
"Oh, Meredith," his arm moved around her shoulders, holding her close against him, "I'm not disappointed in you. I could never… I could never be disappointed in you."
"You're going to have to explain this to me then, because I just don't get it," she murmured against his chest, and she felt like she was almost clinging on to him.
"I want you to stay for me. But that's selfish of me. If you want to go, you can go. You should go," he lifted her chin to look at him, and he grinned at her, "It's an amazing opportunity."
"I really think I want to go," she said in a quiet voice, looking up at him, "I need to get out there and do things."
"Your career comes first, Meredith, okay? And if there's anything I can do to help, I will," he told her with a gentle smile.
"I just want you to be happy for me," she said as she returned his smile, "Maybe also help me study so I can pass the boards.".
"I am happy for you, I'm ecstatic," he told her, his hold around her tightening slightly, "and you've got the boards in the bag, with or without my help."
He pressed his lips to hers in a passionate kiss, and she knew as soon as they connected how it would end up. How it always ended up. She didn't blame him; she couldn't control herself. She never could. And as angry as she was with him, she melted into him, into his touch.
"Are you home alone?" He murmured against her lips as he pushed her jumper up her body, his thumbs brushing the underside of her bare breasts beneath the jumper.
"Yeah," she breathed out with a soft moan at his touch, moving her leg over his lap so that she was straddling him now on the couch.
He pulled off her jumper, and held her waist, his lips moving to capture one nipple with a soft kiss before gently biting it. Her legs tightened around him and she could feel his hard length through the sweatpants he wore, pressing against her. Another moan escaped her lips as she tilted her head back, and he gently sucked on her nipple as his fingers slid under the waistband of her shorts to feel how wet she was for him.
"Hmm," he murmured softly against her skin as his lips trailed up over her collarbone, moving his arms around her middle again, "I'm taking you up to bed."
Her arms moved around his neck as he picked her up and carried her up to the bedroom, where he set her back on to her feet and she looked at him, confused, "What?"
He moved up behind her, bare-chested now after stripping down to just his boxers, and he gently pressed his lips against the nape of her neck, his hand sliding around her body to cup her breasts as he did so, a soft murmur escaping his lips, "Maybe I should let you study."
Her eyes closed and her head tilted to one side as his finger tips teased her hardened nipples, and she spoke in an almost whisper, "Study break."
"Hmm, okay then," he chuckled softly against her skin, pressing further soft kisses over her shoulder before moving his lips to just below her ear, "I guess I can use your study break to show you just how happy I am for you."
Her lower lip became trapped between her teeth as his fingers lowered down her midsection to the waistband of her shorts, pulling the small amount of cotton fabric down so that they fell to the floor at her feet. Now that she was naked in front of him, he teased his fingers against her clit where she was already wet and ready for him, a soft moan escaping her lips at his touch as her head fell back against his shoulder, his lips gently sucking at her neck. A soft gasp had her lips parting as he slid one finger inside her, moving it slowly, almost teasingly.
"You're so wet, baby, I want to taste you," he murmured before gently nipping her earlobe. He slid his finger out of her and she turned in his arms to catch him tasting her juices that had clung to his finger with a wicked grin, "I've missed that taste, baby."
His lips pressed against hers in a passionate, insatiable kiss, lowering her back on to the bed as her fingers tangled in his hair, moaning softly as his hips pressed down against hers. He gave her one more kiss before travelling his lips down her body, sending shocks of pleasure right to her core when he would gently nip at her skin. One hand slid under her upper thigh, lifting her leg onto his shoulder as his tongue slid along her wet opening, a moan escaping her lips as her back arched at the sudden contact. His hand moved up her leg to grab her ass, lifting her slightly as his other hand slid up her body to grasp at her breast while his tongue skilfully flickered against her, exploring every inch of her pussy.
As his tongue slid between her walls, reaching as far as it could, she could feel her climax starting to build with the familiar tightening of her stomach as he stimulated her further, nipping the bud of her nipple between his thumb and finger.
"Oh, fuck, Derek…" she moaned out louder as she muttered his name and she heard his murmur as his mouth pulled back momentarily
"Come for me, baby, let me taste more of you," his hand cupping her ass moved to slide two fingers inside her, curling against the spot he knew would have her coming undone in seconds, his tongue stimulating her clit at the same time.
Her legs started to shake a little as she felt her climax hitting, her vision blurring as the full force of her orgasm hit her and she knew her come would be spilling around his tongue that now replaced the touch of his fingers. She moaned his name loud, repeatedly as she rode it out, unsurprised when a second orgasm shook through her body, soft moans escaping her parted lips as she came down off her high, his tongue still caressing her in slow movements.
As she lay back on the bed, breathing heavy with her eyes closed, his lips left a trail of kisses up her naked body until he reached her lips, kissing her slowly but hard, his tongue teasing her lip with the taste of herself, encouraging her need for him inside her.
"I love watching you come, especially when it's me doing it," he murmured softly as his lips moved to kiss just below her ear and down her neck. Her legs moved up around his waist as she pulled him closer against her, her fingers tangled in the strands of his hair.
"When else have you seen me come?" She breathed out softly with a slight laugh at the strange comment.
"Good point," he grinned against her skin and gradually moved his lips back to hers with slow kisses. "I feel like I'm addicted to your taste, to your kisses, to how you make me feel…" he murmured softly between kisses, and her hips moved up against his, feeling his hard length pressing against her.
"Quitting cold turkey never did work for us, did it?" She murmured back and felt the vibration of his soft chuckle against her lips.
"Never," he breathed out as he slid his hard length deep inside her, his hand gripping her hip as she moaned beneath him.
She gasped at the sudden feel of his hard length pushing inside her, her hips arching upward with his movements. Their lips collided in a hard, passionate kiss as he moved back and forth lowly inside her, his hand holding onto her waist, lifting her hips slightly off the bed so he could push deeper inside her.
"I've missed this, I've missed you," he murmured as his lips moved to just under her ear, his hand slid between them and began rubbing her clit slowly, enticing louder moans from her.
"Derek," she moaned out, her fingers tangling in his hair with a tight grip as he pushed deep inside her, her walls tightening around him.
She pushed up against him, moving them so that she was on top of him now. She moved her hips back and forth, focusing on the feeling of him moving inside her as he moved his hips up against hers. His hands held at her hips and she tilted her head back as he reached deeper inside her. They moved in synchronisation together, Meredith's moans getting louder with each collision of their hips. His hands moved up into her hair as he sat up a little, his lips attacking her neck with kisses and nips of her skin, he pulled at her hair a little as her neck tilted to the side, moaning louder as they moved faster together.
Meredith could feel the tightening in the pit of her stomach as she felt her orgasm building again, each push of his dick inside her edging her closer to the brink of her climax. His lips found hers again as his length throbbed inside her, his climax also nearing and ready to come with her. Their kisses came passionately, and hard, as though they were trying to be as close as possible to each other, Meredith's fingers digging against his shoulders as she became overcome with the pleasure running through her.
Her orgasm released, her walls contracting around his throbbing length as he came inside her, moaning out his name loud. He responded, also moaning her name out loud as he moved faster against her, both of them riding out their orgasms in sync. Their lips moved together with slow, breathless kisses as Derek lay back, pulling Meredith on top of him and they lay together, both worn out but unable to separate their lips.
"I love you, Meredith," he murmured as she moved to lay on her side, their bodies still entangled close together, "I'm so madly in love with you, and I want the best for you, and if that means you going away to England for your fellowship, then I will support you in that."
"I love you too, Derek," she finally admitted, her breath taken away by his words more than the exhaustion, "and I know the past week or so has been so complicated, but I just needed… this realisation. I do love you, I love you so much that it hurt to admit it."
"Does it hurt now?" He asked, holding her close to him as her face buried against his neck and he ran his fingers through her hair.
"No, it doesn't hurt now," she said in a quiet voice, "I just have to ask you about something, something Addison said."
"What is it?" He asked, caressing his fingers over her cheek.
"She said I wasn't your first affair. Is that true?"