Tumbling back, Meredith laughs, mostly just surprised and relieved, but it doesn't last long. It catches and stops and turns into a soft cry as he sinks into her, and truth be told, she's a little bit in love with his body right now, too, and the way he feels against her, inside her, part of her. It always feels like that should do the trick, be just enough to make all that wanting and anticipation die a little, but it never does. Slipping her arms over his shoulders, her hips lift up against his as she lifts her head to kiss him. She's not sure it'll ever really be enough, that she won't just spend the rest of her life wanting this.