Author's Note: Good afternoon. My mid terms are done and my writer's block (along with a nasty virus) has departed from me.
Time for the date and some typical Mer/Der behavior.
I can finally write some sex into this angsty concoction I've cooked up, which makes me happy.
The Maddison should start very soon and I think I'll have this story resolved in about 5 chapters, 7 at the most
Enjoy the chapter.
Disclaimer: NOT MINE AT ALL. DON'T SUE ME.
She heard him pull up in the driveway and she let out a deep sigh in attempt to calm her nerves.
Ever since their kiss in the courtyard, Meredith had been a bit of nervous wreck. This little get together was huge. This was the first time she would be alone with him for an extended period of time. Well, at least without someone's brain exposed to the air. Still, she was nervous. Derek had hurt her badly and she didn't want that to happen again, it couldn't happen again. She had been broken and she was lucky that she managed to snap out of it before she did something colossally stupid. Although, the bomb thing hadn't been too intelligent...
A quiet knock at the door made her look up from her feet and out to the porch.
He was standing there with a bottle of wine and he looked nearly as nervous as she was.
That made her feel a little better and she gave him a shy smile as she opened the door.
"Hi. Come in."
He smiled and handed her the wine, along with a paper bag.
"What's this?"
"You hate Chinese food. I brought you Italian."
A light pink blush coloured her cheeks but she was pleased that he had remembered even though she had told him at some random moment.
He's probably eidetic or has photographic memory. I'll have to ask later.
Or maybe he just really cared about her. That explanation was much better and much more Derek like. She put the bag in the kitchen but found herself not very hungry. He wasn't either so he quietly put the food in the refrigerator. Turning, she opened the cabinet, searching for glasses. A warm hand found the narrow small of her back and she shivered. Derek was always warmer than her, like a big furry space heater. Turning around, she let him put his arms around her. He was a big, strong man, engulfing her tiny pixyish form.
His nose buried in her mane of hair and inhaled deeply.
"Are you sniffing me?" she asked with amusement.
"You smell like lavender. I...I can smell it every time you're near me.", he said dreamily against her jugular.
"Not to risk sounding like Evil Spawn but that's freaking weird, brain man. And stalkerish."
She could feel the laughter rumble in his chest and she slid her hands under the coat he was still wearing, stroking up his sides. He shivered and then pressed gentle, almost reverent lips to the tender flesh of her ear. A delighted sigh escaped her as he began to nibble and suckle it, tracing the contours with his hot tongue.
"You're wearing my favorite shirt."
She had picked a pumpkin orange sweater and a white skirt for their date, wanting to look sexy for him. It was nice to feel the need to try again. Her reward for her efforts was straining against his jeans, pulsing against her flat abdomen. Standing up on her tiptoes, she ended their date.
"…and your favorite panties."
With a low growl, he picked her up and forcefully fused their lips together. Meredith held onto him for dear life as he took the stairs two at a time to get to her bedroom. She tugged off his coat and she could hear the twin thuds of his shoes hitting the bathroom door. He guided them both to the bed, settling them into the mattress. Breaking the kiss, he stared at her with fevered cobalt eyes.
Her fingers traced over the contours of his face, not believing that he was there with her, just her. No lies, no omissions, no wives…just them. Leaning up, she took his mouth gently but so deeply. Derek moaned and slid his hands under her skirt, stroking her inner thighs.
Meredith moaned and then sank her teeth into his lower lip.
He let out a surprised noise but let her suckle on it, licking away the blood himself.
His eyes had a different sort of glow as he peered at her owlishly.
"I don't remember you doing that before."
"I'm marking you. Everyone's going to see that your lips and the rest of you belong to me. Now take off your pants." she ordered as she removed her skirt and pink thong.
"So bossy." he quipped with a McDreamy smile.
"Your pants are still on and I'm half-naked."
He stripped off all of his clothes and she hurried to match his nudity.
God, she was aching with need. She hadn't been touched in at least 4 months, especially since that "incident" with Steve. Besides, the only man she wanted was the one right near her.
He got back on top of her but she practically knocked the wind out of him, straddling him. He looked confused but thrilled, filling his hands with her breasts.
"We're doing this my way."
With that, she plunged onto him, releasing screams of pleasure from both of them. He sat up and reached between them, playing with her clit as she fiercely rode him. Derek was moaning and gasping, urging her harder, faster…
"Oh, god…ohh, Meredith…"
Cupping his face, she initiated a soul searing kiss, thrusting her tongue to the same rhythm of her hips. Her body felt electrified, fire was raging through her. Her mind was only on one thing.
Derek…Derek…Derek…
Pulling away for air, she panted as Derek captured a light brown nipple between his lips and suckled greedily. Her hand went to the free one, pinching and rolling. The moonlight made everything glow in an ethereal light, adding more erotic stimulus to her mind. Running her fingers through his thick jet black and silver hair, she began to feel a telltale weakness in her legs. A hard orgasm was building and she felt the jerks of her inner walls increase in speed.
Pulling away from her breast, he looked up at her with adoration and naked love.
That look was her undoing.
She screamed and shuddered as her orgasm seized her, blinding her with ecstasy. Oh, Derek…her Derek…
His cries joined hers and she could feel his hot creamy seed explode into her twitching pussy, flooding her with his juices. She just continued coming over and over again, each wave stronger than the last. He laid down and rolled them, letting her yelp and convulse underneath him.
Eventually, she calmed down and buried her face in his throat, sobbing quietly.
"Meredith?"
"I missed you so much." she said softly.
"I'm sorry for leaving you…for hurting you. I didn't want to…" he replied just as softly.
"It's okay. I understand. Please don't do it again."
He nodded and pulled the blankets over them, holding her tightly.
Neither of them spoke or moved.
They just rested there, content to be together again.