Chapter 13: The Need

Meredith had no idea what she was going to do. He was coming up to her office at her request. She had intentionally tried to avoid him the last few days. She needed some time to think… to ponder how this was going to work. She knew this was bad. She wanted him… on a deeper level than anything ever before. She didn't really understand it, she had been with many men. Meredith couldn't explain the touch… the way his touch made her feel and his lips… they were perfect, like they were made for hers. She couldn't get this out of her mind. She had replayed this all and just couldn't get it out of her mind.

Today… she had to see him. She had to talk to him about one of his younger sailors who was in some trouble. Pete was going to do it, but he was busy on a mission and passed it off to her. She tried to get out of it, suggesting other ideas to Pete, but he reminded her she needed to get used to this sort of thing because she was working her way up fast to being a CO of a command or even higher.

She sat at her desk knowing he would be up any minute. She had given the memo to the ensign who had just checked in and was straight out of OCS (Officer Candidacy School) to deliver to Derek.

Meredith took a deep breath in. She almost wanted to just get it out in the open, say something out loud. They had to work together and couldn't have this… whatever it was. She put her hand on her mouse and stared at the computer screen as if to be busy when he came in. She attempted to check her email, but her mind was racing… thinking about him… about the man that she couldn't get out of her head… the man she wanted to have her way with… or even let him have control over her.

Derek stopped right before walking into her office. The door was open, and he knew he had to go in. He took a deep breath and went in, instantly seeing her… how perfect she was. He wanted to lock the door, run over to her, push her against her desk and take her right there.

Meredith knew he was there; she didn't even have to look up to sense him; his eyes were boring into her. She had to breathe. This was really the last thing she wanted… for him to have this meeting with her. She didn't want to look from her computer screen; she wanted him to acknowledge her first.

He stepped in without even knocking; he knew she realized he was there by the way she immediately stiffened. Derek took a deep breath through his nose and smelt the most refreshing smell ever… it was some flower. He couldn't help but be instantly aroused by this smell, it was her smell. He immediately closed the door and made sure it locked along the way.

She abruptly looked up, "Who the hell do you think you are and why in the hell did you do that?" Meredith was pissed, but she immediately noticed his eyes that were dark and seductive. She couldn't let him do this… walk in and be the boss.

"I am AT1 Derek Shepherd. You requested me to come and see you… here I am… ready and waiting." He took a few steps closer to her.

She couldn't help but think about him ready and waiting. Things… she had things to talk about with him, "So, the CO has asked me to talk to you about the dealings with one of the sailors in your shop." She needed to try to keep this professional, but with his eyes… and the look, she didn't know how long that would be.

"The CO asked, or you wanted to see me?" He amusingly asked.

"I wanted not to see you." Meredith replied.

Derek looked at her, knowing his eyes were turning a shade even darker of desire... "I may have wanted to see you." He decided he was laying it all out on the table… or desk. He hoped to be laying her out on the desk. He stepped over to the side of her desk, not walking directly behind it, challenging her to make a move. He knew he was playing with fire… but, it was fire that was fun to play with.

She stood up to match his stance beside her desk. "The CO… needed me to talk to you and I follow direct orders."

"Then, you will have no problem following mine." Derek smirked.

"You are not the one in charge… the man at the helm." Meredith noticed herself moving her body closer to his, standing about two feet apart.

"I am always in charge." He stepped in a foot.

"I am the boss… I am your boss, and you will never forget that." Meredith said in a low tone as Derek was moving into her.

"Then show me… boss lady." He seductively whispered and captured her lips with his, kissing them passionately.

They both groaned at the taste… of the sensation running through their bodies as their lips met. It was as if they were molded for each other.

"We can't." Meredith whispered out.

"Yes… we have to." Derek said, knowing there was no turning back from something that felt good… the best even.

"Door… someone may…"

Derek took his hand and pushed her against her desk, "Locked." He simply said before grabbing her ass, picking her up slightly to set her on her desk. He immediately went to her neck, sucking… kissing… licking making sure not to leave marks.

"God, you… feel… so good." She whispered out as her hands were all in his hair and neck. She loved how he felt… his hair… the curls.

"You… this…" Derek couldn't even think about what was happening and what this meant.

Meredith realized he was the one that was almost on top of her on her desk. This didn't happen, she was the one in control and she… didn't really like much of the kissing and necking. She was more of … let's fuck and be done, but this… she couldn't help but want all the passion that was building up more and more by the second.

"We can't… I can't." Derek said, pulling back.

"We can't." Meredith said, barely able to even move.

"Not here anyway. I have to… that was… I can't describe it." Derek said wanting to get it all out before he needed to leave. Kissing her… it was like everything was perfect, like the stars aligned.

Meredith almost breathed a sigh of relief when Derek said not here anyway. She had to have it. She had been with many, but this… was something completely perfect. "Not here. We have to… I am your… oh god, this is bad." Is all she could say looking at Derek.

"Yes, we need to… it would be a good idea to talk, not here though. We have to figure out how we can work with each other without this need because the need…" He couldn't help but rapture her lips again, this time his hand instinctively cupping her breast.

"You… fuck." She breathed into his mouth.

Derek pulled back and looked into her eyes, knowing this was bad. He was feeling things he never felt before. "We have to… not here." Derek whispered before they both pulled back… staring at each other, knowing it was taking every single ounce of self-control not to tear off their clothes and go at it right here on the desk.

The forces… they were pulling whether they wanted them or not… the force was so strong, and it was undeniable. Would they continue to give in to the force that felt better than anything could ever imagine?