Meredith tips her head back, inhaling sharply, eyes closing. "That works, too," she murmurs, a hand in his hair as she hooks a leg around his. It's difficult to imagine she was cold to begin with when he's pressed against her, his mouth tracing over her skin like that. Running her other hand wherever she can reach, it used to be a matter of wanting to learn every part of him, but even knowing him like she does, she doesn't think she'll ever get tired of any of it. "That definitely works."