Meredith watches him through half-closed eyes, blissfully boneless, and though she's not yet ready to move, he does that and she wants to, another little shiver running through her. Even utterly satisfied, she looks at him and wants more every time. It's impossible not to when he looks like that, flushed and disheveled and just as insatiable. Smiling, she opens her mouth to speak and spends the next several seconds catching her breath first. "Sean," she says finally, still half in love just with saying his name. "Okay. Yeah." Biting her lip, she lays her head back again, holding her hand out to beckon him closer and it's almost a question when she adds, "Come back up here."