Mine

Mark was stunned by Derek's words, his mind reeling with possibilities and consequences. Then there were the images; the dirty images that came to his mind as he pictured it. Derek on his knee's, eyes wide and looking up at him as he took him down into his throat. He choked a little before finally gaining his voice.

"Derek? You…want to?"

Derek stared at him for a few moments, smiling slightly before nodding his head and giving his hands another squeeze before they slipped out of Mark's palms and slowly made their way up his arms.

"Definitely. It felt so good, so amazing and you looked so beautiful sucking on me. I want do the same to you. I want to make you feel the same." He stated before leaning forwards and licking at Mark's neck. His hands reached those broad shoulders, massaging the knob of muscle and bone before moving downwards over Mark's expansive chest. Derek could feel the strong muscle hidden beneath the beautifully tanned skin.

He was as surprised as Mark by his desire to pleasure him in the same way. He'd never done it before, never felt the desire really. His experiences in college didn't stretch that far. Every once in awhile he and his roommate would end up drunk together and with one thing leading to another they'd find themselves in a bed kissing and grinding against each other before the guy would go down on him. Those sessions had always been quick, hot and dirty with the alcohol giving them a hazy feel and when they woke up in the morning, one curled against the other they'd pretend nothing happened and go back to being great friends. Everything forgotten until the next time.

As his hands continued their journey south and his lips continued their kissing he realised he didn't much care anymore. He wanted Mark, in every way he could and nothing would stop him. Derek wanted to touch and taste this man, wanted to feel him move underneath him, wanted to hear Mark cry out and groan. His hands slipped over the waistband of Mark's jeans, one hand moving around to cup his ass through the material whilst the other stroked over the bulge in his jeans. He smiled to himself as Mark gave a sharp intake at Derek's strong touch. One hand kneading, the other massaging and groping as his lips moved up Mark's neck to his jaw. Rough stubble grazed his lips as he kissed along that strong jaw before reaching Mark's chin. He gave a little laugh as Mark let out another heavy breath before capturing his lips and claiming them as his own. Mark wrapped his arms around Derek, letting his hands rest at the bottom of his back. Too soon they broke apart, Mark breathless and Derek smirking.

"So Mark, what would you like me to do?" Derek's voice soft and seductive.

"I…I…" Mark fumbled, it was amazing the way Derek affected him. He'd never been shy or nervous during sex, not with anyone. Yet one kiss from this other man and he was a wreck, almost shaking with excitement and fear.

"Come on, tell me." Derek told him before leaning in close to Mark's ear. His voice was now a whisper, rough but still seductive. "Tell me what you want."

Mark took a deep breath, gaining control of everything and let Derek know what he wanted.

"Suck me."

Derek signature smirk appeared once again before he gave a quick nod. He leaned in for another kiss, this one quick. There was the wet swipe of his tongue on Mark's lips before he moved to his neck and licked a slow, wet trail down. Derek slowly moved his way down Mark's chest, the toned muscle and tanned skin tasting delicious to him. His hand still worked roughly between Mark's legs, massaging the hard flesh he could feel bulging out. He kissed and licked his way downward, tongue lapping at the soft flesh. Sinking to his knees, he brought his hands around, running over them over the flat expanse of Mark's belly. Derek then wrestled with the jeans, finally undoing them and dragging them down Mark's legs which were covered in fine strawberry blonde hair. Derek lowered his head and kissed the muscular thighs that stood in front of him before moving upwards to the hard shape in the tight underwear. He took a deep breath and ran his tongue over it, smelling Mark and feeling him throb. Deciding to just go for it Derek pulled Mark's underwear down and released his cock. His eyes widened as he saw just how big Mark was, how thick and full his cock actually was. Doubts about it fitting into his mouth filled his mind but he ignored them and took hold of Mark at the base. A bead of precome gathered at the tip as he gently squeezed and he focused on it, not sure why but knowing he had to taste it.

"Derek, you…you don't have to if you don't want to." Mark told him, gently stroking his head.

"No. I want to. I really want to. I wish I could just swallow you down like you did to me but I can't yet." Derek told him, laughing quietly. "I'm just nervous that's all."

"Okay. Just take your time."

Derek nodded and looked back at Mark's cock. It was so big, yet he knew he could take it. Deciding to fuck taking his time Derek slipped the member into his mouth, swallowing almost half of it in one go. Mark gasped and arched above him. He smiled at the noise and movement and started sucking, pulling his head right back to the tip before plunging down again. He couldn't take all of him, couldn't deepthroat the way Mark did but he guessed by the moans, whimpers and hand gripping his hair that he was doing a good job. He carried on, head bobbing up and down, enjoying the feel and taste of the hot member in his mouth. I could definitely get used to this he thought. As his mouth worked Mark's cock, his hand came up and tugged at his balls. He began massaging and rolling them with his graceful fingers, knowing he was doing something right when Mark's moans became louder. Derek recalled past experiences, remembering what felt good on him at the time and using those techniques now. Encouragements and moans led him on.

The taste was like nothing he'd had before; there was no way to describe it either. It was an individual taste that was all Mark. It filled his mouth as his tongue slipped back and forth over the thick shaft. The noises Mark was making were the exact ones he wanted to hear and this only encouraged him more. With each swallow he tried to take more of the man however his inexperience showed when he found he could only handle about three quarters of it. He didn't let this stop him however; he carried on sucking and stroking. The hot slurping noise filled his ears and, even though his own orgasm had been mere minutes ago he felt himself growing hard again. He lost himself in sucking Mark, not caring how long it was going to take only knowing that he was enjoying this more then he thought he would. He'd kneel here before the other doctor for however long it took if it meant he could keep this up. Just when he thought it couldn't get better Mark grabbed the back of his head and started thrusting his hips forward, forcing his cock just that little bit deeper. Derek groaned as his own hard cock throbbed between his legs, which in turn caused Mark to give a hot groan.

"Make me come Derek. So…close." Mark begged, a desperate pleading in his voice that turned Derek on more than anything else. Derek pushed himself further, making his motions faster, gripping tightly with both mouth and hand, using the same technique Mark had. Deciding to go for it he forced the hard cock down his throat, gagging but ignoring it. He was rewarded when Mark arched his back even more, pushing that extra inch down his throat. Holding him there Derek swallowed, trying to relax his throat and then realised that that action was giving great pleasure to Mark. He did it again, looking up into those blue depths that were staring down at him. Another swallow and he felt Mark's cock throb. Soon enough it got too much for Derek so he slowly pulled back till he was comfortable, getting his breath back but still sucking, knowing he was bringing Mark close to the edge.

"Jesus. SofuckingcloseDerek." Mark told him, stroking his head, hips thrusting slightly forwards into Derek's mouth. Their eyes stayed locked together, neither looking away. Derek's hand roughly massaged Mark's balls, squeezing them slightly. He remembered a technique that had been used on him a few years back and started humming, knowing it would send vibrations straight to Mark's head. He swiped and swirled his tongue all around the tip as he hummed and was rewarded when Mark cried out.

"Gunna. I. Come. De-Derek are you…swallow?" Mark tried asking, coherent sentences too difficult for him at this moment. He looked down and saw his cock buried halfway in Derek's mouth, his best friend. A man he'd secretly liked, maybe even loved, for too long now. He looked so beautiful, so fucking whorish but in a hot and sexy way that Mark couldn't hold back any longer. Everything clenched, his thighs, both his hands that were tangled up in Derek's hair. The world itself seemed to clench and nothing mattered but Derek. That name flew from his mouth in a scream as he came. Blinding hot pleasure took over his whole body as he filled Derek's mouth.

He swallowed the hot come, enjoying the taste to his surprise. He hadn't actually intended to swallow but Mark's orgasm had surprised him and instinctively he took it all down although after a few moments he couldn't keep up, his mouth filling up and he pulled back. Mark's cock slipped out of his mouth, the last few spurts landing on Derek's cheeks, lips and chin.

Their heavy breathing filled the room, both men gasping and shaking. Mark's whole body shook, his legs quivering especially whilst Derek's chest heaved. Soon enough Mark gained his senses and opened his eyes, staring down at the man before him. He looked so hot and dirty, sweaty with that beautiful face covered in his come. Mark knelt down and stroked the sweat soaked hair that had fallen on to Derek's face away, he leaned forward and kissed him squarely on the lips, a hot and passionate kiss but gentle too. After holding the kisses for a while Mark brought his hands to Derek's jaw, cupping his face before lapping at his cheeks and chin, cleaning him up. Derek groaned as he felt Mark lick himself up, the idea so filthy it caused him to throb again. When he was clean Mark pulled back and stared at him for a couple of seconds before glancing down and smiling. Meeting Derek's eyes again he gave a little laugh.

"I guess someone likes sucking cock more than they thought huh?"

"Shut up." Derek told him, returning the smile.

"Come on, admit it. You loved it."

"Yeah, I did. It was…amazing." Derek said chuckling to himself, still surprised by how much he'd enjoyed it, by how much he wanted to do it again. "You taste…Jesus you tasted so good."

Mark laughed out loud, shaking his head. "I did huh? Well, you better get used to that taste. If you want to of course."

"Oh I want to. Definitely."

Mark stared at him for a few moments, his smile gone and his eyes sparkling. Derek felt some connection between the two of them growing stronger than ever before. Something was there between them, some unspoken words that Mark wanted to say but Derek knew he wasn't ready to. Deciding to leave it for the moment Derek leaned in and kissed those lips again, his hands stroking any part of Mark he could touch. When they pulled away from each other Mark was smiling again.

"You wanna go again? 'Cos it sure looks like you want to go again." He said, pulling his hand from Derek's face and wrapping it around his still throbbing cock. A small whimper flew from Derek's mouth as Mark's hand slipped loosely up and down the shaft, his thumb swiping on the head with each upward stroke.

Surprisingly Derek realised he could go again, although he thought they might have to take it a little slower than the first time.

"I can go again. I just…I think I'll have a heart attack if you suck me the way you sucked me before."

Mark laughed and stood up, stretching his legs before kicking his jeans and underwear off. His shoes and socks were also quickly lost before he turned and walked to the bed, glancing back at Derek as he did.

"Oh, I wasn't talking about another blowjob." He said, letting the suggestion linger. Derek stared after him, his eyes taking in the fine form walking away from him, that strong back and firm cheeks tempting him. Another throb caused him to groan quietly to himself.

"You want to…You want…" He stammered.

"I want you to fuck me." Mark told him, still looking over his shoulder at Derek whilst his hips swayed slightly. He'd wanted it from the beginning but knew he'd have to take it slowly, showing Derek how it could be between them but he couldn't hold out anymore. Derek was ready and it seemed all too willing to do it as Mark watched him stand up and walk over to him. He sighed as he felt Derek press against him, his hands resting on Mark's hips whilst the hard column of flesh pressed into his ass. Light kisses fluttered the back of his neck and along his shoulder blades; a shiver followed each kiss, running from the nape of his neck all the way down his spine.

"You really want this?" Derek asked quietly, his breath hot against Mark's skin.

"More than anything Derek." Mark told him, his voice just above a whisper, almost cutting off completely as Derek's hands slide from his hips to his belly and then up his chest. More kisses were placed on him as Derek pressed harder against his body.

"You'll have to talk me through it. I've never done this before remember."

"I know and I will. But first of all, where do you want me?"

Mark glanced over his shoulder, grinning. Derek laughed along and leaned forward, brushing his lips against Mark's. Their tongues slipped over and touched, one stroking the other. As they kissed Derek's hands moved all over Mark's body, exploring each muscle, every area. Soon his hands came round and he started groping Mark's cheeks, kneading them again with his strong fingers. Finally he pulled back and answered.

"The edge of the bed, on all fours."

"Good choice." Mark replied, moving into position. As he kneeled there he felt Derek's eyes on him, appraising each part of him he could see. Another shiver as Derek's hands slid over his back, massaging the muscles there and stroking him. His hands moved up to his shoulders before slowly moving back down to his ass. As Derek's hands reached there Mark arched his back, presenting as much of himself as he could.

"Have you got any lube?" Mark asked, eyes scanning both bedside cabinets in case a bottle had been left on the side.

"Let me check." Derek moved away from him and instantly Mark felt a little colder. Derek's body had been close enough to his own that he had been able to feel his body heat. He almost moaned at the loss of his touch too. Although when Derek moved over to the cabinet on the left to rifle through it Mark got a glimpse of him and his body and couldn't help but lick his lips. Soon enough Derek fished out a bottle and grinned at Mark before moving back behind him. That heat and those hands were back on him and he couldn't help the sigh that escaped him as he was touched and stroked again.

"All right, so what do I do?" Derek asked. His voice was calm and intent. Mark knew that Derek was almost taking this like a lesson and that whatever he asked him to do, he'd do it with no complaint. He'd also remember each and every piece of information so that next time, if there was a next time, he could do it without having Mark talk him through it. Mark smiled to himself, tempted to run through it as though this was an operation Derek had never done before. He chuckled as he realised it actually was a little like that.

"What are you laughing about?" Derek asked him, hands resting at the base of Mark's spine, his fingers absentmindedly stroking him.

"Nothing. Doesn't matter. Okay, so you're going to need to prepare me. Grab the lube and apply some to your finger. After that, you want to insert your finger slowly in to me. Don't go too fast and use plenty of lube. " Mark instructed, feeling a little like an Attending teaching an intern. He shook his head, stifling a laugh, knowing Derek would only get worried if he heard him.

"Spread yourself." Derek told him, his voice low and rough. Mark jerked at the sound, his own cock twitching turned on just by the sound of that voice and the dirty instruction. He leaned forwards, turning his head to the side and resting it on the bed whilst he reached behind himself and spread his cheeks. A sharp gasp from Derek startled him.

"Everything okay back there?"

"Yeah,just…God you look so hot right now." Derek replied. Mark kneeled there for a few moments, letting the doctor admire him. Just as he was about to ask Derek if he was going to get started any time soon something cold stroked over his hole. He gasped and jumped before realising it was the lube and Derek's finger.

"Hey, are you alright?" Derek asked, concern in his voice.

"Yeah, yeah. S'just cold that's all, carry on."

He didn't jump the next time Derek touched him, knowing what was coming. Thankfully the lubricant was a little warmer from Derek's fingers. Mark sighed as the digit stroked over him, circling his entrance before pushing just the tip inside. More shivers chased each other down his spine as Derek's fingers slowly teased him. He'd pull the finger away, add more lube, circle around his hole a couple of times with a few hard swipes thrown in before he slowly pushed his finger inside, not all of it, just enough to make Mark moan. After that he pulled out and away, twisting his finger and curling it so it caught on the rim before doing it all again. Soon enough he was pushing his finger deeper and deeper inside, Mark's moans growing louder especially when he flexed the digit inside of him.

"You're ridiculously hot right now do you know that?" Derek asked him as he pulled his finger out and Mark had pushed back, not wanting the digit to leave him just yet.

"So I've heard." Mark replied, his own cock throbbing and hard again. He felt like a teenager, ready to come so soon after his last orgasm. Derek once again slipped a finger inside of him, this time not even going slowly. Mark's groans were cut off as Derek leaned over and captured his lips, the both of them moved against each other, Derek's body draped over Mark's. Derek pulled back and nibbled Mark's earlobe.

"You know, in a few minutes," Derek whispered to him. "I'm going to have you begging for me to fuck you properly." Mark's groan was low at the words, but became louder as Derek flexed and crooked his finger inside of him. "I'm going to have you moaning and moving and begging to be fucked." Mark panted and then grunted as Derek slipped a second finger into him. "I'm gunna make you say my name. Again. I'm gunna fuck you Mark, I'm gunna do you so hard you'll feel me for days." More flexing and stroking had Mark squirming, his own cock leaking onto the bed. "I'm going to fuck this tight hole and make it mine. Is that what you want? Huh?" Mark nodded, barely able to speak as Derek's fingers found his prostate and pressed against it. Derek stood back up and started up his teasing again, pulling his fingers out, stroking Mark's hole and then pushing them back in.

"Der…Derek, I….Ready. I'm ready for…you." Mark panted, just wanting the other man inside of him. The teasing was great, the teasing was fucking amazing. But he just wanted to feel Derek grab hold of him and push inside and take over. He wanted nothing more than that, nothing more than for Derek to fuck into him, talking in that rough voice he was using and just take him.

"What was that?" Derek asked, his voice smiling but there was still that dominating factor in there. He pushed the two fingers inside of Mark as deep as they would go, loving the way the other man arched his back even more and groaned. He flexed his fingers inside; building up a steady rhythm against Mark's prostate that he knew would drive him wild.

"I…I want…inside." Coherent sentences were once again impossible for Mark, yet he kept trying.

"Oh come on, you call that begging?"

"Fuck. I'm ready, you…want you to do me."

"That's a little better. Try again."

"Derek! Just…fuck."

"Try again."

"Come…come insi…come inside me Derek."

"Try again."

"Please."

"Try again."

"Fuck…please! Fuck me, please Derek. Fuck me." Mark grunted as Derek's hands became a whirlwind inside him. His fingers moving over his insides so fast, his ass nothing but a huge knot of pleasure that coursed through his whole body.

"Good boy." Derek told him before removing his fingers. He heard Mark cry out at the loss and knew he didn't like it. "Keep yourself spread." Derek told him as he poured some more lubricant into his palm, this time rubbing it along his cock, which was throbbing painfully once again. He stared at Mark, stretched out and open for him and was mesmerized by the sight. He realised that if he wanted to he could come right there and then, just looking at the beautiful sight before him. A groan from Mark however told him this wasn't just about his orgasm but Mark's too and with that thought he lined himself up to Mark and slowly slipped into him. A quiet hiss from Mark stilled Derek's forward push, however the moment he stopped Mark groaned and started begging again. He couldn't help the smile that crept onto his face as he listened to those pleas. Pushing forwards again his hands instinctively slid to Mark's hips and held him steady. Soon enough he was fully inside, bottoming out with a groan from the both of them.

"OhGodyou'resobig!" Mark whimpered as Derek grunted. "OhGodyou'resotight!"

Gaining control of himself Derek held himself there for a few moments, enjoying the sensation and tightness but also knowing that he was still teasing the Hell out of Mark.

"Come on, fuck me already!" The man cried out, arching his back some more and peering over his shoulder. Derek just grinned at him, hands sliding up Mark's sides and then back down his spine. However Mark couldn't hold out, didn't want to wait anymore and so he started moving himself. First bringing his ass forwards before then pushing backwards, fucking himself on Derek's cock. More groans filled the small trailer as pleasurable waves crashed through both their bodies. Derek was hypnotized by Marks movements, more turned on than he'd ever been in his life. He stood and watched, his eyes wide as the man moved back and forth.

"Jesus…" He whispered as both the sight before him and the tight ring of muscle brought him intense pleasure. Finally realising how much control he had given over Derek grabbed hold of Mark's hips and stopped his movements.

"Hey! I was enjoying that!" Mark called, looking back over his shoulder again, this time grinning.

"I know you were. So was I. But I'm in control here." Derek told him, thrusting forwards once as deep as he felt he could go. "You're mine Mark and I'm going to take as long as I want to. I have you in this position and you're not going anywhere."

Mark groaned and wriggled his hips slightly, rubbing his inner walls against Derek's cock.

"You. Are. Mine. Understand?" Derek told him, his voice once again low and rough. Each word was punctuated by a sharp thrust that took Mark's breath away.

"Ye…Fuck yes Derek."

"Good." Derek said before beginning, his movements becoming regular and steady. Soon enough he'd built up a rhythm that had both of them crying out, his hands gripping those hips tightly. Mark's body shook beneath him as he slammed into that tight heat, the one that warmed him up and took over his whole body. He could barely keep his own eyes open, letting them close so he could take nothing but the pleasure in. However when they did open they focused on Mark, his skin shining with sweat, his muscles taut. It felt good, better than he'd expected, better than anything he'd felt. Mark was tighter and hotter than any woman he had had and he knew how to use his body. Whenever Derek thrust forward into him Mark pushed back, tightening his inner walls around him and bringing a groan or a cry from Derek. He could hear encouragements from the other man too, whispers and half formed sentences telling him, no begging him, for harder, faster, more Goddamit!

Derek obliged, giving everything he had to Mark but soon enough he wanted more. All he could see was the back of Mark's head and his back but he wanted more himself. He pulled back and out of Mark, both of them groaning at the loss.

"Der-"

"On your back. I want…get on your back. I want to see you. See you as I fuck you." Derek told him, breathless. Mark glanced over his shoulder, a devilish grin forming on his face before he flipped over and scooted down to the edge of the bed. He brought his legs up, spreading them in the air and opening up for Derek who didn't even bother with lube. He quickly spat into his hand rubbed it on himself and was back inside that tight hole before Mark was aware of what was happening. He cried out, loving the feeling of Derek moving inside him in this new position. It allowed him to go a little deeper whilst his prostate was constantly pressed on. Derek's hands slid up his legs and grabbed his ankles, spreading Mark's legs wider. A quick and hot rhythm was built up; Derek slamming into Mark whose whole body shook with the impact. Derek brought his hands down, one sliding up over Mark's body to cup his face, the other wrapping around his throbbing member and pumping for all he was worth. Mark slid one hand around Derek's, both of them jerking him off whilst the other reached up and stroked his chest and belly. Their eyes locked and didn't wander, blue meeting blue as their bodies rocked. A passionate intensity in their gaze made this more than sex, however right then neither could say exactly what it was. This wasn't just a random, one-night-only experience for either of them; this was going to continue into something much more. Whatever happened after this night, everything had changed. For the better, they both thought at the same time.

The heat in the trailer was intense, gathering around just the two of them; sweat pouring from their bodies whilst the slap of flesh echoed in the small space. The hot musky scent filled their noses and made the sex all that more primal. It was rough and hot, animalistic noises pouring from their mouths as they got closer and closer to the edge. Mark was the first to fall, his orgasm sudden and powerful. Derek's name fell from his lips a thousand times as his body was coated with his own come. Derek stuttered as Mark clenched around him, the tight heat forcing his orgasm and he shot deep into the other man, Mark's name expelled once in a harsh shout and he emptied himself. As they came together, theirs minds blanked together. They forgot where they were, nothing coherent until a couple of seconds later. Derek opened his eyes and found he'd collapsed onto Mark, their foreheads pressed against the other.

Their breaths were heavy, chests rising and falling. Mark's hand slid up into Derek's hair and, pulling his head back slightly, kissed him. Their mouths touching, lips moving gently, tongues touching every so often. After awhile Derek pulled back.

"That was…that…amazing." He sighed, remembering everything. Mark grinned at him, almost sheepishly it seemed.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Derek replied before leaning forwards and giving him another quick kiss. He then stood up, letting his softened cock fall out of Mark. He grabbed a discarded towel and quickly cleaned himself up before handing it to Mark who wiped lube and come off his legs. Derek scrambled into bed, feeling the bitter cold bite at the drying sweat on his body. He saw Mark shiver as he wiped at his chest before turning around.

"I really did come back to Seattle for you you know." Mark announced, not quite meeting Derek's eyes. He sat there for a few moments watching Mark, not quite sure knowing what to say. After a few moments he realised he didn't need to say much, not some big speech about how he'd been aware of Mark's interest in him. He hadn't thought it went this deep but he was pleased it did. In the end he spoke the truth.

"I know."

Mark looked up, his eyes flickering to Derek's before looking away. "Do you really want me to stay?" he asked once again showing an uncharacteristic nervousness that wasn't anything like the Mark Sloan Derek knew. It was unnerving to say the least. Derek knew the confident, egotistical and arrogant man that everybody else knew but tonight he'd seen so much more. His answer didn't include words this time, simply throwing the covers back he smiled. He watched Mark, who stared at the invitation, hoping against hope he'd climb into the bed. This time Mark met his eyes and held them before climbing into the bed, his body close to Derek's, and pulling the covers over himself. Derek couldn't help but grin as he turned on his side and shuffled closer, his hand slipping over Mark's chest and resting above his heart. The thump, thump, thump of the strong muscle comforted him. Mark turned his head and they stared at each other, silence now filling the trailer, before both moved in and started up a gentle kiss that was all soft. After breaking the kiss Mark maneuvered his arm so it was wrapped around Derek's shoulders.

"So, is this…I mean, are we a couple now?" Mark asked, idly running his fingers through Derek's hair, grinning.

Derek laughed at the question, remembering how all of this had gotten started in the first place, before the seriousness of it hit him "I…don't know. Maybe. I just…"

"Meredith?" Mark questioned, the barest hint of a bitter tone in his voice. Derek sighed and nodded his head.

"I want to be sure before we start anything."

'Derek, we've already started something."

"I know, I know. I mean anything, serious. Just…give me some time."

"I won't wait forever." Mark boldly stated, swallowing down the nervous fear he felt whenever he talked seriously about this with Derek. However he couldn't help but look down and away.

Derek already knew who he was going to choose. It was simple really; he knew deep in his core that he wanted Mark and nobody else. He loved Meredith and always would but tonight had shown him how close and loving he and Mark could be together. No, he wouldn't wait forever either. It wasn't fair to any of them to hold out and keep it a secret for long. Reaching up he tilted Mark's chin up, the stubble tickling his fingers, and leaned forwards placing the gentlest kiss of the night on those soft lips. "You won't have to.

"Addison…Yeah. I loved her, like a friend. But, it sounds perverted but I was with her because I felt closer to you. I hated her too, a little. She'd been with you in a way I never could." Mark told him, before smiling slightly and turning to Derek "Well, never thought I would."