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23 November 2006 @ 06:10 pm
Morning in the trailer  
Derek is not a man who picks flowers. His extreme level of testosterone and raw masculine energy prohibits it.

He contemplates this as he cracks eggs and adds ingredients to the skillet, turning bacon on the back burner and pushing bread into the toaster.

He might buy flowers to impress someone, maybe for a sick girlfriend or for mother's day, but he certainly doesn't pick them. What would people think of a very manly neurosurgeon picking flowers?

He shakes the skillet and flips the food over, adding a little salt and tabasco. The toast pops up and he butters it and sets jam on the counter - two kinds: raspberry for him and grape for Meredith.

He knew what kind of flowers Meredith liked best, of course. He had screwed up too mant times not to have asked that question and tried to put the knowledge to good use. She had been gracious about accepting his bouquets in the past, but had mentioned politely that the daisies they sell in stores were "weird, tortured little flowers" that smelled like plastic rather than sunshine.

He portions the skillet contents onto two plates, adds three strips of bacon to each, and slices the toast diagonally - the way his mother taught him - and opens it up at the side of the plate in a big V. He slides the jam jars onto the table without turning and picks up the two plates, setting them at the pre-set places on either side of his tiny kitchenette table

Next to a vase of daisies he had found on his hike this morning.

[Can you tell I was totally excited that Derek was something other than an asshat this week?]
nicolewhootwhootwhoa on November 24th, 2006 06:14 am (UTC)
Meredith come into the trailer completly exhaugsted from her long shift. She pushes open the door and is greeted by a grinning derek and the smell of bacon.

"Well hello dear." Meredith drops her bag on the floor.
Dr. Derek Shepherddoc_mc_dreamy on November 24th, 2006 06:19 am (UTC)
"Good morning," Derek answers, smiling and leaning in for a quick kiss.

mergrey on November 24th, 2006 06:28 am (UTC)
Meredith kisses him bqck softly on his cheek.

"Mmm, hungry and... sleeply." She grins at him coyly.
Dr. Derek Shepherd: Chuckledoc_mc_dreamy on November 24th, 2006 06:36 am (UTC)
He chuckles softly, "I have breakfast and a bed, although I don't reccommend combining the two in such cramped quarters."

He slides into one side of the kitchenette booth, gesturing to the empty space across from him.
mergrey on November 24th, 2006 06:47 am (UTC)
Meredith takes off her coat, pours herself a glass of orange juice.

She slides into the empty space across from derek. She smiles when a vase of flowers catchesof flowers catches her eye. handpicked

"How'd you sleep last night?" she asks nonchalantly as she reaches for and sips derek's orange juice.
Dr. Derek Shepherd: MerDer [pillowstains]doc_mc_dreamy on November 25th, 2006 09:07 am (UTC)
"Mm. With frustration," he smirks around a mouthful of toast.

"And you? Did the baby make it through the night okay?"
mergrey on November 25th, 2006 03:39 pm (UTC)
"I slept alright. The baby and the mother will both be fine."

A comfortable silence fills the small trailer. Meredith giggles, Derek looks at her oddly, raising one eyebrow.

"I don't know, this seems all too perfect, although I'm not going to lie, I love to come home from work, and your here waiting for me, with food."

Meredith looks over to the stove. She shrugs. "It's just nice."
Dr. Derek Shepherd: MerDer [pillowstains]doc_mc_dreamy on November 27th, 2006 02:18 am (UTC)
"It is nice," he agrees, "I don't know about too perfect, though. I think this is just the amount of perfect that we need."

"It's nice to have someone to cook for," he points out, gesturing to her with a fork full of scrambled egg.
mergrey on November 27th, 2006 02:29 am (UTC)
Meredith takes another sip of orange juice and picks up her fork to take a bite of eggs.

"You never cooked before? for Addison?"

Meredith feels a bit odd bringing up Addison name, but she figures they are two responsible adults and they could handle it. She would always be apart of their lives, at least for as long as they work at the same hospital.
Dr. Derek Shepherd: hm? [beautdisastr]doc_mc_dreamy on November 27th, 2006 10:28 pm (UTC)
He watches her chewing her eggs, wondering how much talk about Addison is kosher at this early point in their relationship.

"Addison is more of a restaurant-served eater than a home-cooked-meal eater. And she only ate cereal or fruit for breakfast. No cooking unless you count reheating take-out," he says, looking out the window at the fog.

"When Mark and I had an apartment in med school, I learned to cook. Neither he nor Addison were ever interested, though.

"What about you? How can you have made it so long and not learned to cook?" he smiles rakishly at her as he spears a bite of peppers and sausage from the omelettes.
mergrey on November 29th, 2006 06:44 am (UTC)
Meredith laughs as she leans back in her metal chair.

"So you're a cook? That's cute." Meredith smiles at Derek brightly across the table. She relaxes her posture and continues to talk.

"Hm... I don't know never had the time or desire. My mother wasn't exactly domestic, and I was already so used to take-out and hospital food... I never bothered."

Meredith pauses for a moment looking over at the stove. "I kind of want to learn though. It would be useful. I could do things like this. I could cook dinner, have a dinner party. I'm not sure if I ever wanted to do those things, but they sound like they could possibly be fun."

Meredith smiles as she thinks of the day when she can cook for her kids, and he husband. She wonders where these thoughts are coming from.

Meredith Grey domestic.
Dr. Derek Shepherd: Chuckledoc_mc_dreamy on December 1st, 2006 07:28 am (UTC)
Derek smiles back, the picture in his head not too different from her own.

"I could teach you some things. Most of what I know I learned from experimenting, but together we could probably develop a pretty good reward system for your education."
mergrey on December 1st, 2006 05:05 pm (UTC)
Meredith laughs softly, covering her mouth to finish chewing her food. She takes a long sip of juice, finishing her glass.

"I think that could be fun. I'm a quick learner, but I think added incentives would make me an even quicker learner."

She looks up at Derek and smiles. Her fatigue fades away. She reaches across the table and takes Derek's hand, squeezing it firmly.
Dr. Derek Shepherddoc_mc_dreamy on December 7th, 2006 07:33 pm (UTC)
Derek runs his thumb over her knuckles softly, setting his fork down and watching her eat. He loved that this woman wasn't afraid to eat in front of a man, that she wasn't afraid to eat at all. Cooking for her was fun because she actually ate the food in front of her, where Addie had picked and evaluated, not really complaining, but not enjoying the few meals he had made in their brownstone years ago.

"Then we'll start on your next day off, but the first thing you're going to have to learn," he adds, with a wicked glance at the stack of pans and mixing bowls on the tiny counter, "is that the chef never has to do the dishes." He shoves the last bite of his breakfast into his mouth and swallows, leaning over to kiss her as he stands up and takes off his apron.

"I'm going to hop in the shower. I changed the sheets on the bed for you if you want to sleep here," he says, his voice already muffled by flannel as he pulls his shirt over his head and drops it on his way to the shower cubicle.
mergrey on December 7th, 2006 09:31 pm (UTC)
Meredith laughs softly as she finishes the food on her plate and picks up her plate. She listens to the water running, as she places her dish in the sink.

She washes the dishes, humming softly to herself as she does so. Her exhaustion seems to be a distant memory as she sets the last pan on the drying rack.

She makes her way to the small bedroom, peeling her sweater over her head, and unbuttoning her jeans.

Still hearing the water running, she walks over to the shower and knocks softly on the thick glass door.
Dr. Derek Shepherd: Sexeh [twoonefour]doc_mc_dreamy on December 8th, 2006 07:47 am (UTC)
Derek knuckles the soap from his eyes and stares at the shower door mutely. This could be a very, very good thing.

"Uh. Yeah?" inarticulation aside, he was already half-hard and turned toward the opposite wall to give himself some kind of discrete cover if she opened the door, especially if what she had on her mind was sleep - not totally out of the question after a thirty-six hour shift.
mergrey on December 8th, 2006 07:52 am (UTC)
Meredith wrinkles are nose and giggles as she see the ridiculous look on Derek's face. She quickly unfastens her bra and pulls down her underwear stepping into the small, steamy space.

She pushes Derek against the tile wall, kissing him deeply.

"I don't like to go to bed dirty."
Dr. Derek Shepherddoc_mc_dreamy on December 8th, 2006 07:58 am (UTC)
Derek allows her to catch him by surprise at first, and then turns to push her against the adjacent wall, tilting her head back under the hot water so that her hair trails down in dampening rivulets. He plants one arm on the wall above and beside her, the other holding her in place at the hip. He presses himself against her, kissing and biting her neck as she acclimates to the water.

"I'm not sure that the two of us can shower together without being at least a little dirty," he mumbles against her collarbone, emphasizing his point with a well-placed grinding of the hips.
mergrey on December 17th, 2006 07:30 am (UTC)
Meredith smiles as she returns his kiss, feeling the warm stream of water run down her back, drenching her hair,

"Mmm..." she replies. "There's nothing wrong with being a little dirty, or even very, very dirty."

She raises her eyebrows at him, grinding her hips with Derek's.

"Nothing wrong at all." She pulls Derek's face closer to hers, grabbing him by the back of the neck, causing him to loose a little of his balance. She giggles.

Yep, she's definitely wide awake.
Dr. Derek Shepherddoc_mc_dreamy on December 17th, 2006 08:00 am (UTC)
He leans her back against the wall, lifting her face up so that she stands, eyes closed, under the stream of warm water as he kisses her exposed neck, the slight marks of his teeth quickly soothed by the flowing water.

"I got that shampoo you like," he says between kisses, the tiled walls amplifying his barely audible statement so that she can hear over the water.

His hands slide over the slick curves and planes of her body lifting one thigh to wrap her right leg around his waist.

"If getting clean is any part of your agenda."
mergrey on December 17th, 2006 08:05 am (UTC)
Meredith arches her back against the wall. She stands on her toes as Derek wraps her leg around his waist.

"Yes, I like getting clean."

She unwraps her leg from around him, bending down in front of him picking up the shampoo. She rises seductively, turning back around to meet his gaze,

"Want to help me get clean. I think you already have had a head start," she says looking down at his growing erection.
Dr. Derek Shepherddoc_mc_dreamy on December 17th, 2006 08:15 am (UTC)
"You know how we surgeons are. Clean, clean clean," he smiles and takes the bottle from her, squirting a little shampoo into one hand and filling the shower stall with the smell of lavender. He presses his palms together so that each has shampoo on it and crooks a finger at her.

"C'mere. Let's see how dirty we can be while we get you cleaned up."
mergrey on December 17th, 2006 08:23 am (UTC)
Meredith inhales deeply at the challenge. Derek begins to work the shampoo in her hair as she slowly guides herself to her knees in front of him.

She runs her hands along his thighs as she flicks the tip of his penis with her tongue, She releases her hands from his thighs and slowly takes him into her mouth as he continues to work the shampoo in her hair. The smell of lavender fills her nostrils as the warm water beats against her back.

She moans as she tries to take all of Derek in. Derek stumbles backwards in an attempt to support himself against the wall. She runs her tongue along the underside of the shaft, stopping to focus on the sensitive tip.

"I can be pretty dirty," she whispers, her voice barely above a growl.
Dr. Derek Shepherd: Sexeh [twoonefour]doc_mc_dreamy on December 17th, 2006 08:28 am (UTC)
Derek tries to concentrate on massaging the shampoo into her scalp, knowing how good it feels to wash an eighteen-hour shift out of one's hair.

It's just so hard to focus when she does that thing with her mouth and her hand. He struggles to resist the urge to pull her head closer to him, working instead on keeping his balance.

"Why don't you come on up here and see about how dirty I can be?" he grinds out, feeling like a fucking superhero for stopping her at this point, "Not that I'm complaining, but this gives you a sort of unfair advantage."
mergrey on December 17th, 2006 08:32 am (UTC)
Meredith takes him into her mouth one final time before rise back to her feet. She steps backwards under the streaming water, rinsing the soap out of her hair. She steps forward, closer to Derek, kissing him deeply.

She raises an eyebrow at him. "There was something you wanted to show me?"
Dr. Derek Shepherd: Sexeh [twoonefour]doc_mc_dreamy on December 17th, 2006 08:36 am (UTC)
He leans in to kiss her again, overwhelmed by how incredibly sexy she looks right now, her hair slicked back and her sweet eyes looking up at him with a perfect combination of sultry and sweet.

"You said you liked to play rough, right?" he breathes against the side of her face, his hands wandering down to her hips again.
mergrey on December 17th, 2006 08:37 am (UTC)
Meredith smiles at hi, biting her bottom lip. She pushes her body closer to his.

"Yeah, I do."
Dr. Derek Shepherd: Sexeh [twoonefour]doc_mc_dreamy on December 17th, 2006 08:47 am (UTC)
Derek moves quickly, guiding her back against the wall with one hand behind her head and lifts her leg again, wrapping her around him. He slides a finger into her exposed slit, his thumb seeking out her slick, tight clit.

"How rough do you want to play?" he growls into her ear.
mergrey on December 17th, 2006 08:54 am (UTC)
Meredith inhales sharply as he presses her against the wall. She pushes her hips forward, biting down hard on his shoulder,

"I want you to make me scream," she growls.
Dr. Derek Shepherd: Sexeh [twoonefour]doc_mc_dreamy on December 17th, 2006 09:01 am (UTC)
A challenge eagerly accepted.

His hand still between her legs, Derek finds her opening and thrusts his erection inside of her suddenly, pinning her perfect ass against the wall. He raises her arms to his shoulders, "Hold on."

He plants his feet and grabs her hips with both hands, bending his knees and withdrawing slowly, only to straighten his legs suddenly and slam back into her.
mergrey on December 17th, 2006 09:05 am (UTC)
Meredith bites down on her lip, tasting the salty taste of blood in her mouth. She wasn't going to let him win, not this easily. She wraps her arms around Derek's neck, digging her nails into his skin.

"Is that all you have," she whispers into his ear, and bites down on his ear lobe.

She muffles another scream as Derek thrusts against her, her back hitting the hard tile wall. Exactly the way she likes it. She tightens her legs around his torso bringing him closer, deeper inside of her.
Dr. Derek Shepherddoc_mc_dreamy on December 17th, 2006 09:15 am (UTC)
"There's plenty where that came from," he shoots back.

Derek pulls her away from the wall, holding her tightly against him as he continues to lift her hips and thrust into her.

"Clench your thighs together," he orders, planting his feet and hooking his forearms under her thighs.

She does so, and he continues pounding into her. To Meredith's surprise, the tightness of skin-on-skin between her clenched thighs conducts the movement from his thrusts up to her clit, further heightening her experience.
mergrey on December 17th, 2006 09:21 am (UTC)
An inaudible cry escapes Meredith's lips. She gasps into his ear.

She clenches her thighs tighter together, slowly feeling her own orgasm beginning to build.

"Fuck me harder, Derek."
Dr. Derek Shepherd: Sexeh [twoonefour]doc_mc_dreamy on December 17th, 2006 09:35 am (UTC)
Derek backs her against the wall again, knowing he won't last long with her riding him like that. He slides a hand between them and resumes his punishing up and down motion, two fingers running against her clit with every clash of their hips. The water begins to cool as it runs over them, peaking her nipples instantly. Derek lifts her a little bit higher against the wall - she couldn't touch the ground now if she stretched her feet downward - changing the angle of his entry ever so slightly, finding that perfect place inside of her and driving his cock into her faster and harder than before.
mergrey on December 17th, 2006 09:40 am (UTC)
Derek slams into her one final time. Meredith screams and her body begins to spasm violently. Derek hold her up as she feels her eyes roll into the back of her head, and waves of pleasure penetrate her body.

Meredith attempts to catch her breath, never a self lover she moves her hips with Derek, wanting him to come deep inside of her.

"Come for me." Meredith whispers, her eyes meeting his.
Dr. Derek Shepherd: Sexeh [twoonefour]doc_mc_dreamy on December 17th, 2006 09:53 am (UTC)
He doesn't have far to go, and as she begins to reciprocate, rolling her hips against him and cupping one hand against his face, Derek feels himself lose control, spasming quickly but with lessening intensity as he explodes inside of her in five sudden bursts.

His forehead drops against her chest, inhaling the thick steam and smell of sex in the shower stall. He releases what he suddenly realizes was a pretty firm grasp on her hips and slowly lowers her to the ground, kissing his way up her body to her mouth.

"You're full of surprises, Dr. Grey."