Disclaimer: At the height our obsession, Grey's owns us.
By the time Saturday rolled around, I realized that I had been holding my breath for almost an entire week. Every second of every day, I was checking my phone, looking to see if Meredith had called to tell me that Lucas had once again canceled. Once, it was Dillon calling me to ask me a question about his science homework, but mostly, my phone stayed silent the entire week. Maybe god was smiling down on my poor horny soul.
My phone was still gratefully silent as I through on a pair of jeans and a sweater, glad I had planned something casual tonight. I loved Dillon, loved him like he was my own son, but I couldn't remember the last time I had been alone with her, really alone. I wanted to walk along with her, holding her hand and just listening to her talk without tiny ears listening in. I wanted sex. Tonight would be perfect.
I checked my phone a few more times before I finally got into my car and drove to Meredith's house, keeping my phone in my hand just in case. I knew I was being paranoid, but I just couldn't be sure what would happen. I had never dated a single mother before, and while Mark kept telling me MILF action is some of the best action, I still was a little nervous about this.
I reached her house, my phone still silent and I couldn't help but smile at it. Apparently I was getting my night along with Meredith. I reached the door and rang the doorbell, smiling at she greeted me. She looked adorable tonight, blue jeans hugging her hips and a warm sweater that made me want to cuddle her. "Hey," I said as she opened the door.
"Hey," she grinned. "Lucas picked up Dillon an hour ago."
"Best news I've heard all night," I said with a smile, pulling her close to me for a soft kiss.
She deepened the kiss a little and then pulled away, a huge smile on her face. "I don't see why you wouldn't let me just come over to your trailer," she said and then leaned forward. "It's not like we're actually going to do anything but...well...you know."
"Oh I have plans for tonight Meredith, wonderful plans that do indeed involve going place," I told her.
"Do I need a jacket?" she asked as she stepped aside to let me come into her house.
"Yes, or I can keep you warm," I flirted waggling my eyebrows at her.
She laughed and grabbed a white pea coat out of the closet. "Do I get a hint at least?"
"Of course not," I laughed, helping her into her jacket, pressing a soft kiss on her head.
"Does it involve being in a bed?" she giggled as she turned to look at me, pressing her small body against mine.
"Oh, now who's a little porny?" I laughed at her but enjoying her body against mine anyway. "And I can guarantee a bed at some point tonight."
"Soon?" she murmured as she kissed me, hard. Apparently I hadn't been the only one needing some sex this week.
"Sooner if you keep acting like that," I said, holding her close.
"Oh really?" she raised an eyebrow and looked at me. "You know, we could always just head upstairs..."
"Meredith as tempting as that is, I have a really great date planned. You'll love me for it," I said, grabbing her hand and hoping to lead her out of the house, before I did in fact take her up on her offer.
"Fine," she giggled as she squeezed my hand gently. "I'm starving. Are we going for dinner?"
"There's food where we're going," I said nodding as I finally got out of the house.
I opened the car door for her and she got in, looking up at me. "What kind of food?"
"The kind you eat. If you keep asking questions you're going to run the surprise," I told her.
"I don't like surprises," she laughed. "Derek, seriously, one hint."
"One hint?" I asked her skeptically. "Let's see...I planned a kid friendly date just in case Lucas fell through, so it's kid friendly."
She raised an eyebrow again, surveying me. "We're not going to the movies again, are we? And you're not going to try to feel me up again, are you? Because, that, Derek was a little awkward."
"Not the movies, but I'm not making any promises not to feel you up," I told her.
She giggled and then nodded. "Okay, then. Let's go to your surprise kid friendly date."
Conversation turned to other topics, the surgery I had done today and the kids Meredith had treated. I loved Meredith's interest in my job, I love that she understood it. It felt good. The ride went quickly and soon I was pulling off the road and into a large, nearly full parking lot.
Her eyes widened at the lights and the music that could be heard even in the car. She turned to me and stammered, "Uh, um, Derek, what, well, where are we?"
"It's a carnival," I said smiling broadly at the confused look on her face, happy that I had taken her completely by surprise.
"A-a-a carnival," she stammered. "Seriously? Seriously."
"Seriously," I nodded hopping out of my side of the car and running around to open her door. "Come on, Mer."
She sighed and took my hand, walking alongside me as we headed towards the laughing children, loud music, and rides. The smell of funnel cakes permeated the air and I smiled at her. "You know," she said after a moment, "this is a new kind of cheesy. Does Mark know you're doing this?"
"Mark has no idea," I said shaking my head, quickly. "And if you tell him, well, don't tell him."
"Cristina will make me break up with you," she warned. "I mean, Derek, a carnival. We haven't been alone in two weeks and we're doing a carnival?"
"Cristina also can't be told. And yes, we're doing a carnival," I stopped and looked over at her, frowning slightly. "It'll be fun."
"Okay," she said after a moment. "But no carousels."
"No carousels," I nodded, not quite sure why I was agreeing to it, but knowing not to. "But ferris wheels, I like ferris wheels."
"Ferris wheels are fun," she smiled. "But we have to ride them last. That's the very last ride. It's a rule or something."
"Whatever you want, Mer," I told her, kissing her cheek gently as we reached the fair grounds.
"So what do we do now?" she asked, turning and smiling at me. "I haven't been to a carnival since I was five."
"We do whatever you want. Bumper cars. Cotton candy. Games," I said shrugging slightly.
She looked around at the kids running around and laughing. "Is there a fun house?" she asked, turning to look at me, a sly smile on her face.
"Yep. You want to go to the fun house?" I asked her.
"I think so," she nodded. "Dark corners, you know."
"Meredith Grey, I do believe that your brain is in the gutter tonight. Not that I'm complaining, I like this side of you," I said, pulling her in for a searing kiss that was a little too hot for public.
She giggled at first and then let out a soft moan, her fingers tangling themselves in my dark curls. "Derek," she moaned as she pulled away. "Kids..."
"Your fault for being so porny today," I told her, shrugging slightly as she grabbed my hand, leading me towards another area of the park.
"Maybe the fun house is a bad idea," she said a little breathlessly as we stopped in front of the bumper cars. "But I think this could be fun."
"Oh you're on," I told her. Bumper cars were my domain. I loved that she had picked the bumper cars.
"You're going down, Shepherd," she punched my arm slightly.
"Oh, Grey you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into," I told her as we started getting ready to get into the cars. The carnival was definitely a good idea. I adored this Meredith...light hearted, fun, relaxed, child like. It was amazing. As I watched her give me a threatening look, in which I truly believe she thought she could take me down, I fell even more in love with her.
She chose a red car and I got into a blue one, a smirk already on my face. She had no idea what she was up against. Mark and I were bumper car champions. Anyone who went against us went down. I looked up to see Meredith talking to a teenager in a car next to her. She laughed and then looked at me, the challenge in her eyes.
It was kind of cute that she thought she had a chance though, that she was competitive enough to take me on. Creaming her was going to be fun. The cars started up and I immediately headed towards hers, ploughing right in the side of her car.
She turned and gave me an evil look but then laughed when I felt my car being hit from behind by the teenager she had been talking to before. As I turned to look at the kid, she immediately turned and hit my car. I heard her giggle as I turned back to look at her and then felt yet another car hit me from the side. Oh, this had gotten dirty. Meredith was just playing dirty.
I rammed into her, wishing Mark was with me, as he'd be on my side. Actually no, Meredith would give him those eyes and she would get him on her side in a second. As it was I was screwed. I was the king of bumper cars when played fairly, I had no idea that my girlfriend would play so dirty. Not that she wouldn't pay for this later.
She let out a small scream of amusement and then immediately waved at her two teenage sidekicks. I felt my car hit three separate times before I finally turned to hit hers, but not before she rammed into me. "You're going down, Shepherd," she repeated her statement from earlier, laughter in her eyes.
"You'll pay for this, Grey!" I threatened back, unable to stop myself from laugh.
She giggled as she rammed into me again. "Don't be jealous," she purred to me as she got up close. "You're the one who wanted to do a carnival. It's not my fault I'm better than you at the bumper cars."
"You are not better than me. You play dirty. There's a difference, Meredith. A big huge difference," I yelled at her as she pealed away, only to ram into me again.
It doesn't matter how you play," she giggled as one of her buddies rammed into me again. "As long as you win."
"You spend too much time with Yang," I groaned.
She laughed as she turned and rammed into me again. This was definitely a tad bit embarrassing. I could not tell Mark about this. We had been doing this since I was eleven years old, and we had been holy terrors in bumper cars. And Meredith was beating me. Miserably. And I had never loved her more.
After a few more bump and grinds from her and her teenage teammates the ride came to an end and I jumped out of my car, going to meet her as she got out of hers. I threw my arms around her and smiled cheekily at her. "You're something else, Mer."
"I know," she laughed as she pulled two ten dollar bills out of her pocket and handed them to the boys. "Thanks, guys," she smiled at them.
"That was...I'm speechless, Mer," I said shaking my head.
She kissed me quickly on the lips. "I should tell you the truth," she smiled as she took my hand and walked away.
"Truth?" I asked her, worried at what she would come up with now.
"Cristina, Izzie, Alex, George and I went to this carnival last year with Dillon," she laughed. "Cristina and I couldn't leave the bumper cars."
"Figures," I said rolling my eyes. "She was scary, wasn't she?"
"Frightening," she laughed. "And she paid two teenagers to make sure no one got to her. Though, it was cute that you tried."
"You're meeting Mark soon, if you tell him about this, there will be no sex," I threatened her.
"You're mean," she giggled as she squeezed my hand. "You said we would be eating."
"We can eat," I said with a smile. "Cotton candy?"
"Definitely," she nodded. "Pink or blue?"
"Blue for me, you?" I asked as we headed towards the booth.
"Definitely pink," she said. "Derek, this isn't as bad as I thought it was going to be."
"Of course it's not, you're with me," I told her squeezing her hand.
"You really do like yourself," she laughed as we waitied in line for our cotton candy. This was definitely one of the better ideas I had had recently. Meredith was relaxed here, she was happy, and I was falling even more in love with her every second.
"No, it's just...when I'm with you things are better," I said quietly, strangely embarrassed by the confession.
"Yeah," she nodded. "Me too." I let go of her hand and pulled her into my arms, letting her rest her head against my shoulder. It amazed me how much I had fallen in love with her in such a short amount of time and tonight was just reconfirming it all. Meredith ordered our cotton candy from her place in my arms and I let her go so we could both grab our own. I threw my arm around her shoulder and we walked around, eating cotton candy and stopping to watch people play games. This was strangely perfect, this felt strangely right. And oddly enough, I found myself missing Dillon. It was weird. My first night alone with Meredith for a while and I wanted her so to be with us. "Want some?" she smiled as she held up her pink cotton candy.
"Sure," I smiled back at her, watching as she broke a piece. I opened my mouth and let her place it in my mouth, enjoying the sweetness in my tongue, and lightly teasing her fingers with my tongue. "You want some of me?"
"Always," she moaned and then took her fingers out of my mouth before leaning forward and kissing me, the sugary sweetness of the cotton candy mixing perfectly with the kiss.
"Hmmm...maybe we should go find that bed," I said, surprised to hear the huskiness in my voice.
"Not yet," she murmured. "I want you to show me how strong you are. And you promised a ferris wheel ride."
"Oh, so the lady wants to be impressed," I said, grabbing her and pulling her towards the gaming booths.
She laughed as she trailed behind me. "I think I want a teddy bear," she said as we walked past the different games.
"You expect me to win it, don't you?" I asked her.
"Of course," she nodded. "Isn't that the whole reason men take their girlfriends to carnivals? To prove how great they are?"
"I don't have to prove anything. It goes without saying that I'm great," I told her rolling my eyes.
"Yeah, well, I want proof," she laughed. "And you have lost some serious manliness points after losing at bumper cars."
"Fine, I'll win you a teddy bear," I told her, not being able to keep a smile from my face. When I was around her I always managed to smile a lot.
"Okay, my tough boyfriend," she laughed. "Pick your best game."
I glanced around to see what was offered and had no idea what to pick. Truth be told, Mark and I always spent our time on the rides, I wasn't the game guy. I wasn't about to admit that to her. "They're all my best. You pick."
Meredith surveyed the games and then pointed at one. "That one," she said, dragging me over. "The dart and balloon game."
This should be okay, it didn't look that hard. Balloons. Darts. I could own this game. I could get Meredith her teddybear. "Oh that one, that's no problem."
"Good," she smiled at me, her eyes twinkling. "Remember, a teddy bear."
"Your man will deliver," I nodded at her and headed towards the man that ran the booth so I could pay him and give this a try. I would get Meredith her teddybear. After the humiliation at bumper cars there was no way I was walking away without this teddy bear.
The man gave me three darts and stepped back for me to play. Darts. Mark and I spent a lot of time in college playing darts. This was not bad. This was going to be just fine. I turned to look at Meredith who had a bit of a smirk on her face. I definitely needed to win.
"Watch a master at work," I told her. Cockiness was probably not the best idea, as it would look worse if I lost. Not that I'm going to loose. This was going to be easy and Meredith would be approached and then we would have sex. It was all good.
"Okay, Dr. Shepherd," she chuckled a little. "Don't hurt anyone." I gave her a dirty look and turned to look at the balloons, taking a deep breath. My stomach clenched, strangely getting the pre-surgery feeling. I could do this. I threw the first dart and was happy to see it make perfect contact with a balloon. I turned to look at Meredith, a satisfactory grin on my face.
She smiled at me. "If you hit all three you'll get a big bear," the man told me.
"The lady wants a big bear," I told him. I threw another dart and was happy to see it hit its target again. "Impressed yet?"
She came up behind me and squeezed my butt a little. "Hit the third one and you are so getting sex tonight," she murmured in my ear. "Lots of it."
"I'm getting lots of sex tonight regardless," I winked at her but turned and concentrated on the balloon in front of me. This was for sex. And a teddy bear. Mainly sex. I threw the dart and had to stop myself from jumping up in exclamation as it hits its target.
Meredith didn't jump up and down and squeal like the girls I had taken to the carnival during high school. She just smiled softly and kissed me on the lips as the man brought her a very large teddy bear. "Dillon will be very jealous," she said as she held the teddy bear close.
I frowned at the thought of Dillon. I loved spending time with just his mom but I missed him. He would love this. He would love the teddy bear. "I guess that means I'll have to win him one too."
"You don't have to," she rushed as she took my hand and dried to drag me away. "Really, Derek."
"I want to," I told her refusing to budge.
"Fine," she sighed. "Let's hope you can have that kind of luck twice."
"That wasn't luck, Ms. Grey, that was pure skill," I told her, paying the man once again and securing three darts in my hands. For a man who had no idea what he was doing I sure had quite the attitude about it. This is what I get for hanging out with Mark too much. I threw the first dart and held back a happy sigh when it connected.
"You and Mark played a lot of darts in college, didn't you?" she laughed as I threw another dart and it made contact again.
"Mark had to do something to impress the ladies. He wasn't blessed with my good looks or my charm. I just played with him so he didn't look so bad," I told her, trying not to laugh as I lined up my last shot.
"From what I've heard from Cristina, Mark isn't so bad himself," she giggled and then hugged me from behind as the final dart made contact with the final balloon. "You're sexy when you win," she murmured in my ear.
"I'm sexy all the time," I told her, accepting the second teddy bear. "Now about that bed..."
"Ferris wheel ride," she reminded me as she dragged me over to the ferris wheel. "Last thing you do at a carnival, remember?"
"I could never forget," I smiled, hoping that the ride would be quick. The carnival had been a great idea, but it may have been a better idea to have sex before we came. No, we'd still be in bed. Regardless, I was ready to take care of the bedding part of the evening.
There were two other couples waiting in line for the ferris wheel. I kept my hand in Meredith's as we waited for the ride to empty. Once it had emptied and we were settled, Meredith put her head on my shoulder and cuddled close, throwing her legs over mine. "Thank you," she whispered. "I've had a lot of fun."
"I'm glad," I responded leaning over and pressing a light kiss on her lips.
We sat in silence for a moment as I held her close, again, that flowery scent drifting into my nostrils. One day, I would remember to ask her what it was. But this wasn't the right moment. I twirled her hair in my fingers. "Derek."
"Yeah?" I asked her, running my fingers up and down her hair.
"I," she began and then sighed, looking up at me. "Derek, I----" She stopped as the ride jerked and came to a complete stop.
My head whipped around the hanging basket that was now, well just hanging. Everything appeared okay, just stopped. Of course my heart was pounding because I had a feeling I knew what Meredith was about to say and had been cut off. "Mer, what were you saying?"
"Nothing," she sighed and then looked around. "What's going on? We're at the very top. Why isn't the ride moving?"
"I think it might be stuck," I responded, letting the subject of whatever she was going to say drop. It was enough to know she nearly said it, enough to know that it would probably come eventually.
"Hey, you folks okay?" a voice came from a bullhorn from below us.
"Yep," I yelled back, lacing my fingers through Meredith's and giving her hand a tight squeeze. "What's going on?"
"Gears are stuck," the voice replied. "We're gettin' maintenance out here. Could take thirty or forty minutes to fix. You need to be brought down?"
"We're fine here," I yelled back, looking at Meredith to make sure she was okay too.
She nodded quickly and squeezed my hand. "All right, we'll see you down in 40 minutes. You folks sit tight!"
"You okay Mer?" I asked her.
"I'm fine," she murmured. "A little cold."
I pulled her into my arms, feeling small chills run through her body. This kind of put a damper on the night but that was okay, we could deal with this. It was only 40 minutes and we were together. And alone. "Want to tell me what you were saying earlier?"
"I wasn't saying anything," she stammered. "Nothing at all. I mean, I was, but I wasn't. It's not important. It's cold. And our ride is stuck. Very stuck and I wasn't saying anything."
I chuckled softly at her rambling and yet again chose to let the subject drop. Her rambling said enough. "So ummm...we have some time to pass, I guess," I said awkwardly.
"Yeah, we do," she nodded, still a little tense in my arms.
I looked around us to the vast darkness everywhere. Somehow the ride had managed to stop just when we right at the top. No one could see us. "Want to have sex?"
She laughed a little and turned to look at me. "Seriously?"
"Why not? We're alone. We have time. It could be hot," I told her smiling saucily.
She looked around and then began kissing me. "I did always want to make out in a ferris wheel," she said into my mouth.
"Hmm...I love my porny girlfriend," I said back into her mouth, slipping my tongue gently into her mouth, letting my hands roam gently over her body. I had never considered sex in a ferris wheel before but I had to say, this was hot to just think about. This story I could tell Mark.
"So how do we do this?" she moaned as my I gently massaged her breasts through her sweater.
"Hmmm...good question," I responded, letting my hands roam to the bottom of her shirt and roaming back up, exploring her underneath the shirt, loving the feeling of her warmth against my cold hands.
"Do I climb on top of you?" she asked as she started nibbling on my neck, her hot breath causing me to shake with desire.
"Umm...yes," I moaned as she moved on top of me, her hands finding the crotch of my jeans and slightly rubbing my erection. Her fingers played with the button and then found the zipper pull the fly down and releasing me from the confines of my pants. The cold air caused me to gasp briefly but soon Meredith's hands were over me again, keeping me warm.
I braced myself against the hanging basket as my breath hitched in my throat with each caress. She leaned forward and murmured those words she had once said before, though this time they held a nice bit of irony. "Derek, take me for a ride."
I laughed as I moved my mouth to her neck. I loved her neck, it always was so soft and tasted so good. And I loved the way I could make her shiver from just licking it in the right place. My lips explored her skin just beneath her shirt collar, loving the fact I knew the shivers racking her body now were caused from desire and not from the cold. I loved my ability to make her shiver.
She stopped her caresses and reached down to undo her own jeans. I pulled them down slightly and pushed aside her underwear, lifting her hips up a bit to make my entrance a little easier. Neither of us were cold anymore, in fact, I could already feel the sweat beads on her skin. I licked her neck again, savoring the taste, and then entered her, both of us gasping with desire.
"Shhhh, quiet, we have to be quiet," I muttered into her hair as she began to move above me, slowly shifting up and down. My hands wound around her and grasped her ass, squeezing it tighly causing her mouth to open with a silent gasp. I leaned over and captured her lips with my own, loving the feeling of he riding me in a public place.
She moved up and down on me, her hair hanging down around her face. I moved a hand from her ass to push her hair off her face and kissed her. She began a faster rhythm, her body tensing as she rode me harder. "Derek," she gasped.
I pressed my fingers against her lips, "Shhhhh," I whispered, but had to bite back my own moan as her body clenched around mine again. There was no feeling in the world quite like this, the woman I loved clenching around me in complete abandon. This was everything.
Her entire body tensed with an intense orgasm and I kissed her in an attempt to quiet the scream that she was already beginning to emit. She pulled away from me and buried her face in my neck. "Oh god, Derek. Oh, oh, oh god."
Feeling her body tremor in aftershocks against mine was enough to push me over the edge as I released myself into her, muttering her name on a breath of air and burying my face into her hair. "God, Mer, I love you," I whispered, pulling her close while I was still inside her.
She didn't say anything as she struggled to catch her breath and leaned against me, her body still shaking with desire. We sat there for a few seconds and finally, she pulled up and away, her breath returning to normal. "That was..." she smiled at me as she pulled up her jeans again.
"That was something else," I said laughing roughly.
"Definitely," she nodded. "I mean, yeah. Something else."
I struggled to think of the best words to say next, to make her understood that I got where she was, what she was going through. The words were hard to find. "Mer..." I said, clearing my throat. "Say it when you're ready, whenever that time is, I can wait, Mer. I know. I know how...I just know."
She didn't say anything, she just reached over and grabbed my hand, squeezing it gently. We sat in silence for a second and then the ride jerked again and we began moving down. Meredith kissed me lightly and said, "Thank you, Derek," she murmured. "And you may want to, um...well...zip your fly..."
I laughed and zipped up quickly. "It was an amazing night Mer," I told her, brushing some hair out of her face and smiling warmly at her.
"It was," she nodded and then held up the two teddy bears. "They may be scarred for life though."
"Yours was going to get scarred tonight anyway," I told her, grabbing them from her.
We got to the bottom and were let out, both ducking our heads from the maintenance guys to hide our flushed faces. "You know," she murmured as we walked towards my car, "Dillon doesn't come home until tomorrow afternoon."
"Is that an invitation to spend the night?" I winked at her.
"It's an invitation for coffee," she smiled. "And sex. And sleeping in."
"Sounds perfect, Mer," I told her, placing the two teddy bears in one hand and wrapping the other around her waste.
"Derek," she sighed as she leaned her head on my shoulder.
"Hmmm..." I said running my free hand through her hair.
"Derek," she stopped and looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear and worry. "I, uh, I love you."
My heart stopped. My heart entirely completely stopped. I knew the words had been coming, since the ferris wheel ride I knew that the words were on the tip of her tongue but she was scared. I hadn't expected to hear the words tonight and was surprised to find some wetness in my eyes. "I love you too," I whispered, pulling her close. My Meredith loved me.
"I feel so secure when we're together, you give my life direction, you make everything so clear..."