Not nearly enough Meredith and Nathan in that episode! I hope they stay together on the show!

Also - any ideas for where to take the story? I'm feeling a bit of writers block in terms of the plot lately - suggestions?


"Everyone's asleep and Ellis only made me read her 3 stories versus her typical 8 – it's a modern day miracle." Meredith had gone to check on the kids while Nathan retreated to her room. She was thankful Zola was away at a sleepover birthday party – her eldest was the most vocal and would have spotted Nathan immediately. Maybe it was because Meredith's extended family comprised of her co-workers was frequently in and out of her house, but the little girl had no shyness when it came to meeting new people. Bailey on the other hand was quieter, hiding behind Meredith every time someone new came by. Her youngest was probably the easiest going – placate her with a bottle and a story and she'd be your best friend forever.

Meredith wanted him to meet her brood, although not yet. She'd never introduced her kids to another man in this context before and although they'd met Nathan casually – he'd once helped her load three screaming kids into her car during a particularly bad day when all were afflicted with horrible ear infections and he'd spotted her struggling out of the hospital day care – this was different. She didn't want them to get attached until she knew where things were going; they'd suffered enough in the last few years with Derek's death and her own ridiculous work hours.

"Do I get a bed time story?" Nathan smirked, inspecting her bookshelf, filled with her mother's journals and massive medical textbooks. He'd never been this deep into her house – usually she was slamming the door on him while he was out on the porch. He was enjoying his exploration of her most private quarters, purposefully ignoring her glare. He pulled out one particular tome – a book on Kama Sutra – and turned to her, eyebrows raised.

"Oh God - believe it or not, Derek's mom got us that when we were trying to conceive. She seemed to think getting more creative was the solution to all our baby making problems." Meredith blushed inadvertently, remembering the awkward interaction with Carolyn years ago. She had thrust the book into her hand and winked at her, telling her to try being upside down more to 'coax the little buggers into the right spot'. She understood why Amelia was the way she was – with a mom like that, how could anyone turn out normal.

"Oh this is interesting. Although, I don't think my knees bend that way…" He was flipping through the book now, turning it sideways to examine a particularly complex pose. Meredith crawled into bed, snorting in laughter as he brought the book further from his face, eyebrows crinkled in confusion.

"Hey, I think we did this in your car that one time. But with less…arm action." He'd joined her in bed now, pointing out a particularly complex pose that could really only work in the cramped back seat of her SUV. She shuddered looking at it – she'd been sore the day after their escapade, both from her bodies unfamiliarity with rough sex after all her years of celibacy and from the fact that he'd near hung her upside down in the confines of her car.

"Ah now this we should try – apparently it gets right up into your G-spot. Maybe you can finally discover that you have one?" Meredith rolled her eyes. During a long shift at the hospital, before things had gotten complicated between them all, Nathan had inadvertently interrupted a impromptu girl's night in the doctors lounge between herself, Amelia and Maggie – all three had been on call together and were taking a much needed snack break. Meredith, drunk off of lack of sleep, revealed that she didn't really believe in the G-spot, since she'd never found this apparently pleasurable magical button. Nathan had stayed quiet that night, pretending to be engrossed in a surgical journal while the girls gossiped, but she knew he'd been secretly listening in.

"Okay, enough of that. That will not be your bedtime story for tonight." She snatched the book away, stuffing it in her bedside drawer and making a mental note to hide it before Zola discovered it and started asking too many questions. Her daughter had recently started wanting to dress and do her make up ' just like mommy' and was constantly on the prowl for Meredith's clothes and jewellery to steal and stow away in her room. She didn't want Zola colouring in the lines of this particular book.

"Ah come on, Mer! This is how you get to know one another better – you poke around someone's room and you find all their little secrets." Nathan was giddy with happiness, still in disbelief that she'd invited him in and this was happening. He turned his attention to the night stand next to him, sliding the top drawer open.

"What are you doing – stay out of there!" Meredith squeaked, reaching across the bed to grab at his forearm, but it was too late.

"Ah I see how you resisted me for so long, Grey." He pulled out a small cylindrical device, recognizing it from his college days when his long distance girlfriend had taught him the magic of phone sex. He clicked the small button at the top – the bullet vibrator buzzed to life, batteries clearly recently charged.

"A girl's got needs you know. I gotta take care of myself – can't be jumping strange men in parking lots wherever I go." Meredith was trying to play it cool, but her face was flushed and warm, giving her away. She'd never admit it, but this was how she'd resisted him for so long – after those long days of flirting and skirting around each other at the hospital, she'd come home and when the kids were put to bed, she'd take the time to rid her brain of all the dirty thoughts he'd inspired. Her little friend had served her well – she'd stifled his name into her pillow, her moans quiet to not attract any undue attention from all of the warm bodies sleeping across the thin walls. After their tryst in her car, she'd replayed the images of him in her head over and over again, vibratory placed securely against her clit, imagining it was his swift fingers and thick cock instead. But she would absolutely never tell him that – he was already looking like the cat that got the cream, eyes twinkling as he clicked the bullet on and off.

"You should've just asked me. I would have been more than happy to provide those services. We can't have one of our chiefs of surgery not performing at her best because she's…distracted." He moved closer, placing his hand on her thigh, her pyjamas short and leaving her long legs exposed.

"You know what this means right? If you really piss me off, I can replace you. That little thing works just great." She moved close to him, smirking. She'd always loved flirting, which was easy with Nathan, with their natural chemistry and his easy going nature. Being able to do this without the guilt was new for her and quickly becoming addictive.

"What! I'm insulted. I have infinitely more skill than this piece of garbage! For instance, Mr Bullet here can't do this." He leaned forward, bringing his lips to the space between her neck and shoulder. He'd noticed in their first time together the way she'd moaned and arched against him when he kissed her there. But she'd pushed him away – she couldn't risk a hickey at work, it would lead to too many questions. Now, he didn't care and judging by the way that she was grabbing at his hair, neither did Meredith.

"I guess that's true." Meredith replied breathily, trying to maintain her composure. Nathan pushed her down into the pillows and she let herself fall. She ran her fingers up his t-shirt, trailing across the hard plane of muscles and circling down to the coarse path of hair under his bellybutton. She could feel that he was hard already, probably had been since he'd started reading the Kama Sutra book – she'd noticed how he'd tilted his hips away from her, hiding his arousal as he'd flipped through the pages. She massaged his bulge, eliciting a groan that he buried into her neck.

"Too many clothes." Nathan paused his ministrations to strip his shirt off as she did the same, making short work of his belt as well. He soon returned to her neck, simultaneously thumbing her nipple into a hard nub as his other hand pulled down her shorts. She could feel the dampness between her legs, an inadvertent reaction that had started when she'd walked into her room and seen him standing there, as if he'd always belonged in her bedroom.

"So wet already? Guess you liked my bedtime story." His mouth had moved down to her nipple now, biting gently and soothing with his tongue as he ran a finger through her folds, feeling the slick warm wetness. She spread her legs, giving him better access and tossing her head back in pleasure. He definitely had the hands of a surgeon – swift, precise and determined in their movements.

"You should finish what you started, the other night." She was directing his head down south. He owed her an orgasm from the night before and she wasn't going to let him forget the favour. Nathan laughed, his mouth pressed against her hip crease now, still not low enough. He liked that she asked for what she wanted. Over the years, he'd learned the key to good sex was communication – you could be well endowed or have endless endurance, but if you didn't take the time to listen to what your partner wanted, it all just became an awkward bump and grind that led to nowhere.

"I'm gonna make you forget all about that bullet." He told her confidently as he reached her soaked opening. Her clit was swollen with need, begging for him to pay attention to it. He took it in his mouth, starting off gently before sucking firmly on the nub, causing her to hiss in pleasure as her legs clamped around him.

"Oh…Nathan." His cock oozed at the sound of his name on her lips. He reached down and gave himself a tug, unable to resist some release following her exclamation. He was definitely going to have a hard time ever working with her in the hospital now – every time she'd say his name, he'd think of her saying it like this, hands buried in his hair as she grinded into his face.

"Feels good?" He asked, rather redundantly as he slid first one, then two fingers inside of her. She was tight, her small frame having to stretch to accommodate even just his fingers. She groaned in reply, hips bucking. He curled the tips of his fingers upwards, searching for that soft spot inside of her that she'd denied ever having found. He knew he'd hit it when her grip on his head tightened and a gush of wetness coated his hand.

"Oh…right there…oh…so close." Her face was glistening with sweat as his fingers continued to circle that spot inside. His mouth closed around her clit again, causing her to slam herself onto his hand. He alternated his rhythm, timing his ministrations for ultimate pleasure. It didn't take long – he could feel her thighs quivering and she'd created a significant wet spot on the bed now, her pleasure tasting sweet on his tongue. He felt the first wave of contractions against his fingers, riding out her orgasm as she moaned loudly into her pillow, hoping it was enough to keep the noises contained.

"That…was…woah. I guess…I do have a G-spot." Meredith was spent, so much so that she didn't even mind the damp sheets stuck to her skin. Her legs felt weak and her body melted into her bed. She could still feel the residual pleasurable contractions, her legs twitching occasionally. He didn't need that Kama Sutra book – Nathan Riggs definitely knew what he was doing.

"You look like you could use some help." He was laying beside her, enthralled by her post-orgasm glow and ignoring his throbbing member. Meredith ran her finger gently over the smooth skin, impressed by how massive he had grown. The veins were bulging, pre-cum flowing freely and balls tight against him. He grunted as she pulled at him firmly, eliciting a further wave of pre-cum.

"Does it hurt? To be this hard?" She was impressed at his self control.

"It's uncomfortable. But worth it to watch you get off. You're so beautiful – I like watching you let go and since I know it takes you some time, I focus on you first." His eyes were half-shut, enjoying the slow ministrations of her hand. She watched his abs contract as she pulled at his shaft, trying to maintain control.

"What a gentleman, Dr. Riggs." She joked leaning down to kiss him. In all honesty, she felt her heart warm at his answer. This was part of what attracted her to him – he genuinely enjoyed seeing those around him happy, not solely for the benefits that it served him. It was a rare trait and it persisted in all aspects of his life, she'd noticed – as a doctor, friend and now, lover.

"Only a gentleman for you." He pulled her away, looking into her big blue eyes, pupils dilated with pleasure. She smiled, simultaneously lining herself up with his cock, dragging his thick head across her opening, coating him in her wetness.

"Ahh!" He inadvertently grunted in pleasure as she slid down him, her descent surprisingly quick. He wasn't going to last long, with having delayed his release for so long already. She was riding him slowly, the sensitivity from her last orgasm wearing off. He wanted to make her come again, but with the way her lips were gripping him, leaving behind a sticky trail of pleasure, he wasn't sure he could.

"Turn around." He breathed in her ear, helping her oblige him. Now from behind, he encouraged her to continue to set the pace, her hips slamming against him. He fumbled around the bed blindly, finding her little silver bullet near her pillow. Quickly running it alongside her wet folds to get it lubricated, he placed it against her clit before turning the device on, the buzzing audible over her surprised outcry.

"Oh…you're brilliant sometimes." She wanted to make some quip about how it wasn't just her that was resourceful, with her cocktail straw medical kit concoction, but she couldn't form the words. The bullet was buzzing its perfect tune on her clit and combined with the stretch of his cock as he buried himself in her to the hilt, Meredith was in heaven.

"I'm…gonna…" He could feel the vibrations from the bullet through her walls. For a small little thing, it sure had a lot of kick. His pace hastened and her hips slammed into him, keeping up with the rhythm. Within seconds, he felt her contract around him, her face falling into the pillow. He dropped the bullet, grabbing her hips with both hands firmly and slammed a few final times into her before letting go himself, feeling the hot spurts of cum empty into her.

"Hey, Mer there's this weird buzzing happening in the hou – OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY." Amelia's face was frozen in terror, her eyes big and mouth ajar. Meredith, high on post-orgasm bliss, felt the fog of pleasure immediately lift as her sister barged into the room, as always ignoring the closed bedroom door. Riggs reacted first, quickly wrapping them both in her bed spread. Amelia came to her sense soon after, her face still in its mask of part disgust and part mortification, but her limbs finally coming to and getting her out of there as fast as possible.

"I…can't believe that just happened." Meredith fell back onto her bed, untangling herself from Nathan. In a few minutes, she'd be mortified. Right now – all of her nerve endings were buzzing and her brain had temporarily left the building.

"What part? The amazing sex? The discovery of your G-spot? Or the part where your sister just walked in on me giving it to you from behind?" The pillow hit him in the face with surprising force, although despite the muffling from the feathers, he could hear her laughing on the other side.


"So wait – he's like your boyfriend now? And oh God – Amelia walked in?!" Cristina was barely audible over the crunching and rustling of her late night dinner – chips, a vending machine egg salad sandwich and a Diet Coke. She'd been at the hospital all day, rushing home in time for her scheduled phone call with Meredith. They did this every Sunday, setting away time for each other and keeping their friendship alive despite the distance and professional demands.

"I guess? We've both told people now so I'm sure pretty soon everyone will know." Nathan had left her place shortly before breakfast, having promised April he'd come help her during her swamped weekend call shift. Her body was fresh with the memory of him, a slight ache between her legs – they'd had incredible sex again this morning and then another encore of shower sex, despite having to keep quiet for the sake of her housemates. Meredith was insatiable these days – something about having to hold off on her desires for so long made her lose all her pretenses. Amelia walking in on them had made her significantly more diligent about locking her door though.

"And I know – by far the most embarrassing moment of my life. I'm pretty sure I can never ever look her in the face again." When the sexed out bliss had subsided, the true horror of the moment hit Meredith. Although a part of her thought Amelia deserved it – at least she wasn't writhing her naked body all over a publically shared couch, like her sister and Owen had done. Although she did have some plans for that couch in the future, should she ever be able to get everyone out of her house for even a moment. But overall, she was horrified – Meredith didn't even like talking about the details of her sex life, nonetheless have someone see her in the midst of her most intimate moments. She hoped the view was at least decent, since she was sure Amelia was going to now tell everyone about the tragedy she had just suffered, despite it being definitely her own fault.

"And as if you never knew you had a G spot. Remember when we went to that sex store when you and Derek broke up and I made you get that G spot vibrator? Didn't you ever use it? You've been missing out, Mer!" She knew that now, thanks to Nathan. Cristina had probably forgotten how quickly Derek and her had broken up and then gotten back together, resulting in that vibrator languishing in some dusty closet somewhere. She made a mental note to dig the thing out one of these days – she could already imagine Bailey bursting in waving it around triumphantly like a light saber at her next holiday party.

"So he's a great lay – that part seems pretty obvious. But what else? Tell me more!" Cristina was hungry for details. She'd long thought Meredith may end up alone forever – after all, she had let Derek run her life while he was alive and she really hoped Meredith would let him go now that he was gone.

"He's just…Nathan. It's hard to describe really. We get along and he gets it – the dead lover and the weird family made up of people who aren't related to you. He's…it's easy. It's easy to be with him, which sounds really lame, but I don't really have a lot of people in my life who just make me uncomplicatedly happy and he does." She didn't have to go into detail for Cristina; her friend had always had an uncanny ability to just get it, sometimes even before Meredith did.

"He sounds…perfect: great guy, big dick and a decent knowledge of female anatomy to boot! Send me one my way!" Since coming to Zurich, Cristina had been woefully single, although she was most definitely taking advantage of her G spot vibrator, unlike Meredith.

"Yeah – if only I didn't have to hurt Maggie in order to be with him." She still hadn't heard anything from her sister, despite sending several texts. She'd left an apologetic voicemail, remorseful for her hurtful words in the heat of the moment. Truth be told, she'd expected Maggie to have apologized by now too – her own words had stung.

"Mer, you can't control her anger over this. You did what you did. Yeah you should've been honest sooner. But he wasn't hers – it's not like you slept with her husband! I mean the woman who's husband you did sleep with even got over it eventually so I'm sure Maggie will!" Meredith and Addison occasionally chatted still, a strange bond formed over their mutual love of Derek.

"Look, you deserve to be happy. Sometimes being happy means being…a little bit selfish. It means seizing the opportunities that present themselves, even if someone else wants them too. Maggie needs to understand the sacrifice you were willing to make here – you were willing to say no to a man that managed to make you the sun shine again after Derek. That's HUGE! But you were willing to give it up for her – I mean in the end, you didn't thank God – but the fact that you tried so hard to and seriously considered it should show her how much she means to you." Cristina's voice was getting louder on the phone; she'd always been a yell talker.

"At the end of the day, if he makes you happy, she should be happy for you. So – does he make you happy Mer?" Cristina asked.

"Yeah, yeah he does." Meredith smiled on the phone. On the other end, oceans between them, she swore she could feel Cristina smile too.