You can sleep when you're dead

Chapter 9

A week had passed since Mark and Meredith's first date. 7 days filled with secret glances, quick stolen kisses, but mostly the days had been filled with work. The rumor mills once again were spinning on the highest speed, fed by the gossiping nurses who apparantly were deeply interested in the newest love triangle of Seattle Grace Hospital. And what is SGH without the possibility of betting on almost everything. So, no surprises there, the relationship of Mark and Meredith was a bet, people could make some serious money on.

To no surprise all bets were mostly started by the group of interns Meredith was a part of. They had placed bets on the duration of the relationship, some of the gamblers had bet on the fact that Dr Shepperd wouldn't stay single for a very long time and that he would find a love interest within the next two weeks and they also believed and therefore bet that Dr Montgomery would actually leave the hospital and to work in her friends' practice in Los Angeles, California. But that was a very easy bet and the one most likely to come true, seeing that Addison had no strings to Seattle anymore, definitely not now that her runner up was hooking up with the slutty intern of her ex husband.

Meredith was on her way up to Mark's office after Alex had told her that Mark was looking for her and wished to see her. After a soft knock on the door she entered his office and closed the door behind her.

She leisurely walked over to his desk, locking eyes with him. She felt his eyes burning her skin as he gazed longingly over her body. She felt her lips turn into a small smile, one of the things Mark had managed to do in the small amount of time they were together.

"I was told you wished to see me", Meredith said, her voice already thick with passion.

"Yes, I did wish to see you", Mark answered her, before pointing to the chair in front of his desk.

Meredith sat down and looked at him expectantly.

"We need to talk about our sexlives", Mark told her boldly.

Meredith cheeks turned red after hearing Mark's statement.

"Because apparantly we're doing 'it' at least three times a day", he continued.

Meredith's cheeks turned a darker shade of red.

"Where do we find the time?", Meredith mumbled softly to herself, not noticing the fact that Mark could hear her.

"What?", Mark said, obviously curious what she was talking about.

"Well...", Meredith started to explain, "...seeing that we're both surgeons with a very busy schedule, combined with the fact that we've only been together for a week and combined with the fact that one would think we would need our sleep too, three times a day sounds just a little ... much".

Mark huffed. "Three times a day? That's a piece of cake for me", he told her with as much cockiness as he possible could.

Meredith's eyes grew wide in disbelief, before she looked genuinely confused. She wasn't really sure if he was telling the truth or that he was testing her.

"Seriously?", she asked him, not knowing what to see exactly.

Mark nodded fiercely, his McSteamy smirk plastered on his face.

Meredith just shook her head, dismissing the cockiness.

"Look at us", she told him, "we're talking about our not so existing sex life, just because some gossip loving nurses think that you have the libido of every single man in this world combined".

For a second Mark looked genuinely hurt before he started laughing loudly.

Mark stood up from his desk chair and walked around his desk towards Meredith, who was leaning back in her chair smiling softly at him.

He put his hands on the armrests of Meredith's chair and leaned towards her, pressing a soft, longing kiss on her lips. She immediately responded by kissing him back fiercely, placing her hands on the back of his head, pulling him closer towards her. She started to move her kisses along his cheek towards his right ear. Biting down softly into his earlob she caused him to grunt softly. By the urge of his caresses, Meredith sensed that maybe today they had passed the point of no return. Right now, besides pretty imposible, it seemed completely inhuman to ask him to stop.

She pushed him back softly, causing him to open his eyes and lock eyes with her. Almost teasingly she stood up and walked around, making her way towards the office door. She closed the blinds and made sure the door was locked tightly. Within seconds Mark was standing behind her, pressing her up against the door, kissing the back of her exposed neck.

Meredith turned in Mark's embrace and kissed him fiercely, her tongue softly licking his lips before becking for entrance to his mouth. Without too much hesistation Mark allowed her entrance and was surprised to feel her unmistakeable passion and desire. She played teasingly with the buttons of his dress shirt. Her hands roamed his body gently, slowly making their way towards the button and fly of his darkwash jeans.

Mark's hands had found the strings of her scrubpants and slowly pushed the pants down her legs until they pooled around her feet. Meredith lifted her arms above her head to allow Mark to take off her shirt. For a moment Mark allowed himself to stare at her, taking in her beauty. Moments later he felt Meredith's hands urgently gripping the front of his shirt, indicating strongly that it had to come of. Obeying to her request Mark quickly removed the rest of his clothes, standing in front of her completely naked. He pulled her against him and swiftly unclasped her bra and pushed her panties down so they joined her pants on the floor. It was more than obviously that Mark's patience streak, which had the duration of a week, had come to an abrupt ending.

Once again Mark pushed her against one of the walls, swiftly lifting her up. He was surprised when Meredith immediately wrapped her legs around his waist. Holding her up with one arm, he used his other hand to open a drawer of the cabinet right next to them and removed a condom from it's surrounding plastic. He put it on and then looked at Meredith. He needed to be sure that this was what she wanted. Not that he would be able to stop now, but he just needed to know. Meredith's only response was a soft moan when she deliberately brushed her lower abdomen against his trobbing manhood.

Mark bit down into her shoulder softly when he gently entered her. He waited a few moments so Meredith could get adjusted before pushing himself further into her. He picked up a slow but steady rhythm.

Meredith lifted her hips and moved in perfect sync with Mark, meeting his trusts one by one. She surprised Mark when she whispered in his ear.

"Harder Mark, please".

Her voice sounded hoarse and was barely audible. Not being able to hold of any longer Mark trusts became more urgent as he trusted himself into her, more deeper and harder then before. He felt her tense up, her moans becoming more louder and he chuckled when she slid her hands between their bodies, trying to speed things up. Mark caught her hand and placed it above her head, before sliding his own hand between their moving bodies. He used his thumb to rub slow circles around her clit. Meredith's eyes were closed, her head gently banging the wall occassionly. When Meredith's moans grew even louder, he kissed her again, lowering the noise as much as he could, before picking up the pace once more.

After a few more trusts her body started trembling as he felt the muscles spasm around him. He trusted a few more times before he himself let go of the little selfcontrol he had left.