Reminder: I don't in any way, shape, or fourm own Grey's (pity isn't it) or any other song/song title used in this fic so...enjoy!
Somewhere A Clock Is Ticking
III: Make this go on Forever
Please don't let this turn into something it's not
I can only give you everything I've got
I can't be as sorry as you think I should
But I still love you more than anyone else could
Ineffectual fingers numbly bared the artful lines of her body, pressing the tainted frock, lined and lingering of cologne, from her narrowed shoulders. Gaze reminiscent and mournful as it coiled the swell of her breast and the arch of her posterior, filtering scornfully to the floor.
Soft, mournful sobs breached the silence, lingering atop the heavy air, drowning the melodic lull of the showers spray to oblivion. She couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, her mind and senses numb. Numb from the loss and inconsolable grief of her friend, from the hurt she'd unintentionally inflicted on a sweet, innocent man, and most of all from the lingering recollection of Derek Shepherd fervently consuming her body.
He was a constant in her thoughts, dreams and incognizant mind. Body aching to do nothing more then fall into a fitful slumber atop his chest, allowing all the doubt and lingering indecision life provided to slip listlessly away.
It was all to human, these feelings, guilt and ecstasy, pain and pleasure they stalked her throat and stole her breath. It withered her to nothing more then a scared, frightened child, incapable of attachment or irrepressible faith.
All that I keep thinking throughout this whole flight
Is it could take my whole damn life to make this right
This splintered mast I'm holding on won't save me long
Because I know fine well that what I did was wrong
He was married, her mind wearily warned, married, promised irrevocably to another woman, not her, never her. She was a blind fool; wooed and beguiled by infatuation, forced without hope to love the untouchable.
She shuddered, body wracking as her sobs piqued to an inconsolable pitch, wearily stepping into the cleansing haven of her shower. Body aching as rivulets fell without remorse onto the raw slope of her neck, berating her actions. Whimpering in disdain as her feeble attempt to cleanse her sated body failed; the fall of his lips down her chest and insatiable bliss of him buried between her thighs proved irrepressible and unforgivable.
She sank within the chiding water, rivulets chastising her quaking forum, tears streaming irrepressibly from her pale eyes. "What have I done?"
The last girl in the last reason to make this last for as long as I could
First kiss in your first time that I felt connected to anything
The weight of water, the way you told me to look past everything I had ever learned
The final word in the final seconds you ever learned to me was love
"I'm married, I have responsibilities…'
His words taunted him, replaying without remorse within his toiling mind.
"She doesn't drive me crazy…"
His body was throbbing, yearning for the insatiable need within him to subside. He was irrational, assuming conclusions and inventing scenarios, imaging her face, her body, her touch consuming him.
"She doesn't make it impossible for me to feel normal…"
His fingers coiled with insatiable want around the delicate reminder clasped fitfully within his palm, panties, hers nonetheless, tender and volatile.
Touch inevitably provoking long suppressed recollections of the evenings lingering exertions. Body numbed as he once more brought the now distilled liquor that flanked him to his yearning lips. Breathe breaking in the whisper of her name as he shifted in obvious contemplation.
"She doesn't make me sick to my stomach thinking about my veterinarian touching her with his hands."
We have got through so much worse than this before
What's so different this time that you can't ignore
You say it is much more than just my last mistake
And we should spend some time apart for both our sakes
Perhaps it had been the desperation in her kiss and low lilting moans of ecstasy that foolishly assured him she was his nonetheless. He'd never held another in contempt, and yet every look he found his god-forsaken veterinarian, Finn, cast her way made him sicker and sicker. There was no rational explanation for his actions, for the desperation and insatiable want that plagued his emotions; love was both cruel and blind.
"Man, I would give anything not to be looking at you!"
He was married, obligated to another while every breath was a whispered declaration of his feelings for her, Meredith, his wilting intern.
And I don't know where to look
My words just break and melt
Please just save me from this darkness
Thanks for reading,I appreciate it! Please review! BTW. The song used Is by Snow Patrol!