AN: I hope the wait was worth it ;)
I found myself pacing outside our tents, with George already drifting off to sleep in his. The muffled sounds of Izzie and Alex's laughter emanated from their tent nearby, promising an entertaining night ahead. Lost in my thoughts, I was interrupted when Derek unzipped the tent, his gaze fixed on me. 'What's keeping you up out here?' he inquired, breaking the silence.
Meeting his gaze, I offered a sheepish smile. 'Oh, just-,' I replied, shrugging slightly. 'Thought I'd get some fresh air.' Derek nodded understandingly. 'Yeah, it's nice out here,' he remarked, scanning the night sky, 'but everything okay? You seem a bit restless.'
I chuckled nervously, running a hand through my hair. 'Yep, just thinking about how the hell we're going to fit in there,' I admitted, avoiding his eyes. Derek chuckled softly, understanding my concern. 'It's a bit cramped,' he agreed, glancing at our modest tent. 'But, you're not exactly a big person, and I'm not exactly an NBA player myself,' he added with a grin, trying to lighten the mood.
I couldn't help but laugh at his comment. 'True, but you are tall,' I pointed out, a playful glint in my eyes. Derek chuckled at my response, his grin widening. 'True,' he conceded, 'but length doesn't necessarily mean we won't fit into the tent.' I raised an eyebrow, teasing him further. 'Well, you're also pretty muscular,' I added, unable to resist poking fun at his physique.
'Am I?' Derek replied with a smirk, taking a step out of the tent, closer to me. Derek's eyes sparkled mischievously as he took another step closer to me, the air between us suddenly charged with tension. 'What else am I?' he asked, his tone low and flirtatious, sending shivers down my spine.
I felt my heart racing as Derek closed the distance between us, his presence electrifying. The moonlight danced in his eyes, casting a hypnotic spell that drew me in closer. With a boldness I didn't know I possessed, I reached out to trace the contours of his sculpted chest, feeling the strength and power that lay beneath his shirt. 'You're... irresistible,' I confessed, my voice barely a whisper, my fingers trailing down his chest, igniting a fire within me as I bit on my lip.
His gaze darkened with desire, the intensity of his stare piercing through me like a bolt of lightning. Derek's hand trailed up my arm, sending tingles of anticipation racing through every nerve ending. 'And you,' he breathed, his voice husky with need, 'are absolutely intoxicating.' I felt a surge of heat pooling between my thighs as Derek's lips ghosted over my neck, his warm breath sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. With a boldness fueled by desire, I pressed my body closer to his, craving the feel of his skin against mine.
'Derek,' I whispered, my voice thick with longing. His voice was husky with desire as he whispered and sucked on my neck, 'you taste good too.' Feeling his warm breath against my skin, I couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, the yearning for his touch almost unbearable. I met his intense gaze with a mixture of longing and anticipation, my breath catching in my throat as he leaned in closer. In a voice laden with desire, Derek murmured, 'Can't wait to taste you in other places,' his words sending a rush of heat coursing through me.
My heart raced with excitement, every nerve in my body on edge as I basked in the intoxicating tension that enveloped us.
A playful smirk danced across my lips as I met Derek's gaze, a glint of mischief sparkling in my eyes. 'Oh, really?' I teased, my voice dripping with flirtation. 'And where else might that be?' I couldn't help but ask, the question hanging in the air like a tantalizing invitation. Derek's eyes gleamed with amusement at my playful question, his lips curling into a knowing smile. 'Anywhere you want,' he replied with a hint of mischief, his voice low and suggestive.
Derek's hands found their way to my hips, pulling me closer to him with a possessiveness that sent a thrill racing through me. My breath caught in my throat as his lips trailed down my neck, his mouth hot against my skin as he sucked gently, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. With a playful glint in my eye, I tilted my head back slightly, granting him better access to my neck as I whispered, 'Anywhere I want, huh?' My voice was laced with desire, a silent invitation for him to explore every inch of my body.
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RomanceDerek Shepherd, a former neurosurgeon, who currently works as a neurology professor. Meredith Grey, a recent med school graduate specializing in Neurology, is one of Derek's best students. Their lives take an unexpected turn when they're both kidnap...