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Meredith: How’s Amelia?
Owen: I told her that she couldn’t have ice cream because she’s sick and she told me that I wasn’t her best friend anymore. So we came to a compromise.
Meredith: Which was?
Owen: I let her have two bowls of ice cream and I’m her boyfriend now.
Meredith: …
Pillowtalk (Omelia)
It had been a hard day for Amelia, it seemed like Owen had chosen that day especially to contradict her; it’s normal for doctors to disagree with each other about the course of treatment of patients, but as a trauma surgeon, Owen had no right to question her decisions when it comes to brain injuries. She was impatiently waiting for the elevator, her muscles were sore and she had a major headache. She promised herself she would not end up in his bed that night. As soon as the elevator opened she jumped inside and didn’t even turn around. Had she done that, she would have seen that she wasn’t alone.
Holding the metal bar, suddenly she felt a warm breath in her neck and her body being pressed against the cold bar. Warm, firm hands were holding her hips tightly. She tried to turn around but couldn’t move, her legs were jelly.
- Not today - she whispered inebriated by Owen’s scent while he had his face shoved on her neck - Today I’m pissed at you.
Owen laughed softly and pressed the emergency button, turning her to face him but keeping his hands on her hips. His eyes were dark and filled with lust.
- Sure about that? - He asked, softly
Amelia looked up at him and sighed, her plans and thoughts fading away the moment he pressed his body against hers and she could feel his bulge against her stomach.
- Fuck.
…
She felt the hot water running down her body and almost immediately her muscles relaxed, Owen started massaging her shoulders while she was leaning on him, he then proceeded to leave a trail of kisses and soft bites along her neck.
- Do you really think a massage will make me forget what you did today, Owen?
- C'mon Amy, just enjoy. We can talk work at work.
His hands went from her shoulders to her collarbones and reached her breast, gently caressing the area, his thumbs pressed against her nipples in circle movements and her back arched, a gasp leaving her mouth. Her hand went to the back of his head, pulling his face closer towards her neck.
- I definitely needed this - She whispered, her voice failing.
- I know that - he said, just loud enough so that she could hear him - I know you, Amy.
He moved his hands down again, reaching her hips, turning her around pressing his body against hers just as he did earlier that day. But now there were no clothes preventing their skins from touching. His eyes were still dark with pleasure, he was throbbing against her stomach and she could feel it. She could feel how much he wanted her, and god knew she wanted him too.
Their lips touched as her hand moved to his sore, needy member. Her finger circled the tip and a weak moan could be heard. Their hearts were beating so fast they could almost hear it. Suddenly she was on her knees, their eyes locked on each other’s. She licked his extension and held it with her hand, starting to move slowly, she wanted to torture him. That didn’t last much though, as soon as she took him in her mouth, he held her head with both hands and pulled it all in, releasing her as she gasped for air, only to do it again seconds later. She could feel him in her throat, hard and throbbing as he facefucked her.
- Fuck, Amelia I’m gonna- Suddenly he pushed her away. He wouldn’t give in so easily.
Owen turned off the shower and took her in his arms, her legs around his waist and his member rubbing against her wet lips. He resisted the urge to penetrate her right then and there. They were frantically kissing as he walked her to his bed, throwing her there desperately. But he was just getting started on her. By his nightstand was a glass of whiskey with ice, that he purposefully placed there before getting in the shower with Amelia.
He laid his body on top of hers and started kissing and biting her neck, going down to her collarbones and breast. He cupped her right boob and took the left one in his mouth, licking, biting and sucking her nipples that were already so sensitive. Her hands getting lost in his hair. She watched as he reached for something she couldn’t see from where she was.
- What do you think you’re doing sir? - She meant it as a joke, but she had no idea what she did to him by calling him that.
Owen took a sip of the whiskey and placed the glass above Amelia’s breast, waiting for the cold water drops to make their way to her oversensitive nipple placing a kiss there right after. A loud moan left her mouth. He did the same with her other nipple, and traced a path of water drops to her pelvis. It was a moment to enjoy. Not to rush.
He reached for her dripping wet pussy, she could feel his warm breath down there. She had her eyes violently shut, bursting with expectation and anticipation. So she didn’t see when he picked up an ice cube, nor when he softly rubbed it against her clit. Amelia screamed with the abrupt change of temperature, a shock wave went through her body. Owen smirked. He then replaced the ice cube with his tongue, teasing her, moving in circles. Two of his fingers slipped roughly inside of her. Amelia gasped. Her lungs hurt, she couldn't breathe properly as Owen thrusted her with his fingers the hardest he could.
Her hands were desperately grabbing the sheets and her nails ripping the fabric when she directed them to his hair, pushing his face against her even more.
- Please keep going - She screamed - PLEASE.
He felt her shaking under him, her hands strongly holding his head as she screamed his name so loudly he was sure all the neighbourhood could heard it.
She was expecting him to lay by her side and give her a break before they kept going, but she felt his strong hands firmly pulling her to him. He quickly directed his dick to her swollen entrance, penetrating her without previous warning. Amelia screamed again, and this time she was followed by Owen. Her mind was completely unable to process what was happening, but her body quickly reacted, her arms instantly moved to his neck, she held him like her life depended on it. Owen kept moving inside of her, making tears fall from her eyes with the pleasure and pain that came with overstimulation. He was out of control, his hands were on her hips again, and he was sure that with the force he was putting into grabbing her, there would probably be bruises afterwards. She shoved her nails on his back, he moaned even louder with the pain and pleasure.
- Oh my fucking god I'm gonna cum - Owen mumbled the words
Her lips desperately caught his as she felt she was reaching climax again, she bit his bottom lip and sucked it right after, their tongues met just as a guttural roar left Owen's mouth and Amelia started shaking and screaming uncontrollably again. She could feel him cumming inside of her. He thrusted one more time as they both reached climax.
None of them were thinking right, but as soon as Owen rolled to the side, he pulled Amelia to lay on his chest. She was still kinda trembling when he kissed her forehead.
Maybe it was the intensity of the moment, or maybe her brain was just broken, but, before falling asleep, Amelia could swear she had heard him say he loved her.
the storylines Grey's could have focused on in S13: the Arizona-Callie-Sofia-dynamic, Meredith's continuos struggle with single parenthood (but I guess they're off to college already), Webber wondering whether he should retire, Christina coming back, Owen Hunt being Harriet's godfather, Jo and Alex struggling to fix their relationship (with him in prison and all), Ben overrating his skills after what happened with April and making a major mistake...
the storyline Grey focuses on in S13: Eliza Minnick
Owen: *singing* I want to see my little boy!
Amelia, holding Leo: *Also singing* Here he comes!
Amelia: *running up to Owen* Owen! Owen, Owen, Owen!
Owen: *squealing*
Amelia: Are you okay?
Owen: *stunned* Teddy just asked me to be her date to the party tonight... and I said yes!
Owen: Wait! But you and I! We were gonna go together!
Amelia: No, no, Owen, this is perfect. I totally forgot that I promised Meredith that I’d resurrect a dead clown with her tonight, so you should totally totally totally go with Teddy!
Owen: Really? That’s- wait, what?!
Amelia: *gives Owen a key*
Owen: (confused) Oh? Thank you- Is it the key to your heart?! *pokes her with it*
Amelia: Ouch, you stabbed me.
Owen: (panicking) I’M SORRY I THOUGHT IT WOULD WORK!
Amelia: It’s a key to my apartment.
Owen: Oh. Oh.
Meredith: Uh oh.
Owen: What?
Meredith: Somebody’s in looove!
Owen: Yeah right. I just think Amelia is cool, okay? It’s not like I lay awake at night thinking about her.
Owen, later that night lying in bed awake: Uh oh.
Owen: What do you do when you need to get something done?
Amelia: Scream.
