Chapter 31: More Then Sex

"Rough day?" Mark asked the minute Derek walked in around 6pm.

"We couldn't get ahead today. It seemed we fixed one thing and another thing went back. I think all of the planes will still get out tomorrow afternoon barring no more electrical problems." Derek said, looking at his phone hoping for something from her regarding tonight. He knew today had been just as stressful for Meredith. She kept calling or coming down to check on the status of the plane they were working on all day. They needed to take all four planes to the boat with them, but it was possible a stay back crew would be needed. It depended on the performance of the plane in the morning before they left.

"At least the pack out was finished yesterday." Mark said.

"Yeah, but it was harder because we were also working with limited stuff with most of everything already gone. I need to do a complete overhaul of that place. Probably won't happen until after deployment." Derek had to grab something to calm his nerves. He wanted to hear from Meredith. She was still at the hanger when he left because her car was still there. He knew she said last night she had something with the officers, but he couldn't help but long to see her. How they would ever make it through a 6-month deployment was something he couldn't even think about. At least there would be port stops occasionally although sometimes, they would stay out for a month or a little longer before pulling in.

"Sounds good. Any plans tonight?" Mark asked curiously. He was pretty sure Derek had gone to see Meredith the previous night… he had been fidgety all through dinner.

Derek sighed loudly, "Not sure yet."

"Ok. I am going out. I think there is a group going to Rockfish in Anacortes. I was going to see if you wanted to come along." Mark assumed if he could see Meredith, he would, since she is leaving tomorrow. They hadn't talked about the night before but, Derek didn't come back upset in anyway and if anything, he came back with a much more relaxed stance about him.

Derek really knew he should go with Mark and the crew. "When are you leaving?"

Mark raised an eyebrow, "In about an hour."

"I will let you know in a bit then." Derek said going back to his bedroom. Before getting in the shower, he decided to send a text to Meredith. They had put each other in their phones only by their first initial just in case someone accidentally picked up their phones. He decided to word his text in a way that didn't ask if she was coming, but what time.

To: M

6:02 pm

Can't wait to see you later tonight. When do you think you will be ready? Why don't you just come here… D

He wanted to wait to see if she responded, but knew she may be busy. He decided to go ahead and shower to get ready for whatever the night may bring. The second he got out; he heard his phone beep indicating a text message. He quickly wrapped a towel around him and got his phone.

To: D

6:14 pm

I have to go to dinner tonight with the officers, but I am thinking around 10:30 I will be there. Will Mark be there, or will it be just us?

To: M

6:16pm

I am going to go to dinner. Be back around 10. Not sure about Mark, what did you have in mind?

Derek smirked, wondering exactly what she had in mind.

To: D

6:17pm

Wouldn't want to keep him up all night while I make you scream.

To: M

6:17pm

Make me scream? Other way around babe!

To: D

6:18pm

Call me babe, you can be stroking on your own tonight.

To: M

6:18pm

You can't resist my tongue. It is very skilled you know.

To: D

6:18pm

Try me?

Derek just shook his head, knowing this was Meredith; always going to challenge him... they would always challenge each other. He couldn't help but keep a grin wide across his face. He had a towel wrapped around him, but he couldn't help but feel himself growing hard underneath it thinking about his tongue and where it will be later tonight.

To: M

6:19pm

Why don't we make this a challenge, whoever screams first loses… as we coax the other…

To: D

6:19pm

What does the loser have to do?

Derek took a deep breath. He couldn't help but feel completely turned on by every thought of this… making her scream his name, her making him scream her name… and/or trying their best to make the other one yell in pure ecstasy. His hand couldn't help but go to his hard cock that was poking up through the slit of his towel.

To:M

6:20pm

I don't plan on losing. So… I think you submit and I play boss for the night.

To:D

6:20pm

You should know by now that I don't lose. Whoever loses, submits to the other. Be ready to submit. See you around 10:30 tonight. I have to get going.

Derek groaned rather loudly as he could feel the precum ooze out on the tip of his cock thinking about this challenge being a win-win situation… either he submits or be submitted to. Right as he started stroking harder, there was a knock on his door.

"What?" He yelled more abruptly than wanted as he stopped rubbing.

"Sorry man, we are leaving in a few minutes, are you coming?" Mark yelled back annoyed.

I was. Derek mumbled under his breath. He knew he needed to get out... it was part of being in the navy. "Yeah, I need to get ready, are you guys staying in Anacortes after dinner?" He yelled loud enough for Mark to hear through the door.

"Yeah, I think we are going to the casino." Mark offered.

"I am going to take my car then." Derek said getting up to get clothes. He knew it would be a long dinner, but would be so worth it at 10:31 tonight.

"I will just ride with you then and someone will bring me back." Mark suggested.

"Ok, I will be ready in 10 minutes." He quickly went to splash some cold water in his face not having time for a full out cold shower and got dressed.

"Damn, don't you look pretty for just taking 10 minutes to get ready?" Mark laughed when he saw Derek walk out of his room.

"You are just pissed you can't look this good." Derek smirked.

"Yeah, whatever." Mark shrugged playfully, "So, you have to take your car…" Mark was trying to figure out what if he should make plans to stay somewhere else tonight.

"Yes… I have something to attend to later tonight." He smirked, grabbing his keys off the bar and walked out of the door with Mark following him.

"I am staying away from this place then for sure being you won't be able to fuck her for a month, well, not more than a quick fuck in a dark corner anyway." Mark shook his head while letting out a laugh walking out to Derek's car.

"Don't fucking remind me. But, it is more than just… fucking her." Derek growled, getting in his car.

"I figured you would do the romantic Shep. I expected to be asked to get the hell out for the entire evening, so it was my idea actually to make plans tonight."

"No, I wanted to… bad. She had some officer shit to do . . . some dinner or something. She is… coming here." Derek looked at him carefully. He would never ask him to leave, but Derek was pretty sure things would be wild tonight.

"I already made plans to crash at Yang's place anyway." Mark said.

Derek raised an eyebrow, "Not Lexie?"

"No, I think she and O'Malley have something going on and really… she is a little silly for me. I need someone that will not put up with my shit." Mark sighed. He did like Lexie, but she was young.

"Back to screwing anything with 2 legs?" Derek laughed.

"At some point we have to grow up, right?"

Derek looked over at Mark's serious expression and straightened his own face, "I think so."

"So, no, not screwing anything with 2 legs. Do you know how to get there?" Mark changed the conversation.

"I know how to get back to the split to either turn to the island or go to Anacortes, but past that, no." Derek was a little surprised by Mark's admission but decided now was not the time to question it.

"Sounds good." Derek replied with a smile.

Right now, life was good…