Meredith moans, hips lifting at once. It just makes her want that much more, something wound tight and low in her belly, legs moving a little further still. She can think of this as a problem if she wants to, a distraction from the real issues, but that's what she wants so much of the time, it's impossible to care. "Oh god," she gasps, pushing herself up to kiss him, every part of her straining toward him.