I'm ready

"Chapter 5"

Meredith groaned and shoved some of the covers off of her. She couldn't sleep. That hadn't been a problem in the slightest since she found out she was pregnant. She was normally tired all the time, but a day off filled with napping and snacking left her nice and awake while her husband dreamed peacefully beside her.

So, naturally, she took a moment to think about some of her old cures for insomnia. Sometimes a walk to the kitchen for a drink helped, other times Derek was awake to chat with her until she fell asleep, occasionally counting backwards from one hundred would do the trick, but the most helpful was...unshakable the second she thought of it.

Meredith hadn't been in the mood much during the first nine weeks of her pregnancy. And on the rare occasion that she was, a page or a sudden bout of nausea had ruined it. So, thus far, they'd had no pregnancy sex. Between the morning sickness, the sore breasts, the constantly having to pee, and the downright exhaustion, sex was the last thing on her mind. But now, as she was halfway through week ten, she couldn't shake the idea. She wanted Derek, and she wanted him now.

How would she wake him, though? She smirked to herself, deciding that one of his old favorites would do the trick. Rolling towards him, she sidled up nice and close to his body and wove her fingers through his hair as she began to kiss his neck.

It didn't take long at all for him to stir and open his eyes. She moved on to his jaw when he did.

"Wake up," she whispered.

Suddenly his hands were on her hips, pulling her closer to him.

"This is a pleasant surprise," he murmured.

She pulled away from him, looking deep into his blue eyes, darkened with desire, "I need you."

Derek took the opportunity to ravish her, kissing every inch of exposed skin he could find before their patience wore thin and they started ripping each other's clothes off.

"Derek," she gasped awhile later, when he finally gave up on foreplay and pushed into her. It felt so...intense. Meredith Grey decided in that moment that she liked pregnancy sex. In fact, she was very much looking forward to feeling up to it more often.

She clung to him, kissing him hard. They hadn't gone this long without sex in...never. They'd probably never gone this long, she decided.

The finish was spectacular and unexpected. She clawed his back and thought that, maybe, she was making some sort of satisfied noise, but she couldn't be sure. She was seeing stars. Scratch liking pregnancy sex. Meredith Grey decided that she loved pregnancy sex. She'd stay pregnant forever if this is what it was like.

Derek wrapped his arms around her tightly while she floated back down to Earth. When she finally managed to steal a look at him, he had the same stupid, sated look on his face that she did.

"Was that as good for you as it was for me?" he asked, breathless.

"Better than you could ever believe," she panted.

He pulled her into another long, sweet kiss, "You're feeling okay though, right?"

Meredith smiled warmly at him. He fulfilled his role as a husband so well.

"I'm fine, Derek. That was...incredible. I needed that," she kissed him.

"I think I did, too," he chuckled.

"I'm sorry," she offered, "once the morning sickness is over and done with hopefully it'll be easier for me to find the mood."

"Don't apologize," he frowned, "Don't ever apologize to me for that. You're taking care of our baby, Mer. I can hold out for however long you need me to."