Title: Bedroom Eyes And Baby Pouts
Rating: Either R or NC-17.
Summary: Shameless smut. Cuddy/Cameron. Part One of Two (?).

Disclaimer: Everything about House M.D. belongs to David Shore. The quotes at the beginning and end are from the song "Hammering In My Head", by Garbage.

Distribution: Ask please, and link back to me. Kthanksbye.

"I am stressed but you're freestyle; I'm overworked but I'm undersexed

I must be made of concrete; I signed my name across your chest."

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They sat side by side on the edge of Dr. Lisa Cuddy's bed, hands on their knees, not touching each other. The air in the room felt thick and hot, and the whole situation seemed awkward, even though they had agreed to do this, even though neither of them had the intention of backing out. Neither Cameron nor Cuddy was sure why they were doing this exactly, whether it was just to get rid of the tension that had steadily been growing between them and get it over and done with, or it was really about something deeper, more meaningful.

They had (literally) bumped into each other when Cuddy was walking out of her office and Cameron was about to go inside, and had stared at each other until the Dean had pulled Cameron inside, closed the door, and leaned her forehead against the younger doctor's shoulders. "We need to do something about this," she whispered, her breath catching in her throat. Cameron had nodded, barely noticing her arms loosely wrapping themselves around her boss's boss.

The morning before, Cuddy had paged Cameron, asking her to meet in the clinic. "Would you join me for drinks tonight?" she had asked, and Cameron had gladly accepted. They had ended up staying barely half an hour at the bar, before deciding they didn't need to pretend that this was a date. No matter what the possible outcome was, that night was about them sleeping together. Period.

Cuddy was the one who made the first move. She leaned forward and kissed Cameron's lips softly, with no other contact. Cameron closed her eyes, and reached for Cuddy's hands, running hers up the brunette's arms, sending goosebumps down her spine, and ended up with her arms loosely draped around Cuddy's neck. Cuddy looked at the younger woman for a second, then brought her own hands to Cameron's waist, touching her ribs softly, over her soft, silky shirt. They allowed the kiss to deepen, both parting their lips, and leaning into each other more. Cuddy licked Cameron's lower lip, and was glad to be rewarded by a soft moan, as Cameron opened her mouth, allowing Cuddy to explore her more freely.

This wasn't Cuddy's first time with a woman, nor was it Cameron's, but neither of them had done this for a while. Cuddy had more experience, and it had been a bit longer for the younger doctor since last time, but it all came back to them as the feeling of wet lips and warm hands took over any reservations either of them might have had. Cuddy quickly discovered that Cameron liked having her lower lip nibbled and sucked, and Cameron's response was immediate, pressing herself into the kiss and tangling her hand into the older woman's long brown hair. Cameron was very vocal, and Cuddy liked that; it made finding out what she liked so much easier.

Taking on the dominant role, Cuddy got up on her knees and, leaning on her hands for support, quickly guided Cameron down on her back, and pressed her hips against her lover's, not quite enough to be considered proper stimulation, but it definitely made her position clear. Cameron didn't mind Cuddy being on top for the moment, so she played along. They kissed until they needed a moment to catch their breaths, and looked into each other's eyes as they breathed heavily. Cameron loved staring into Cuddy's baby blue eyes, and seeing the lust in them, and the softness under the cold mask she usually wore. Cuddy's lips curved, and she leaned down again to kiss Cameron's cheek, her jaw, her throat.

Another thing Cuddy noticed about her green-eyed lover was that her throat was extremely sensitive. As she trailed her lips over Cameron's pulse point, she was pleased to hear a throaty moan, and to feel her lover's hands wandering over her back, running fingers over the soft skin under her untucked shirt. Cuddy leaned her weight onto one arm, and allowed her free hand to snake its way under Cameron's shirt, over her soft, taunt stomach, while still kissing Cameron's throat. Cuddy shifted her weight again to be completely on top of Cameron, and Cameron responded by pulling her close, breathing heavily. Cuddy licked a wet line up Cameron's throat, then, impulsively, bit down on the soft skin between her teeth. Cameron's body jerked, and she cried out, but still held Cuddy close as Cuddy kissed the bruised area softly. This was going to leave a mark.

Cameron was panting now, and tried to sit up, but soon realized that Cuddy had no intention of letting her up right away. They stared into each other's eyes as the younger doctor struggled a little bit, just for the hell of it, and the intensity of Cuddy's gaze piercing her eyes made things low in her body contract. She slumped back down and resumed working on getting Cuddy's shirt off, unbuttoning as fast as she could in the hopes of pressing her face into the soft flesh underneath. Cuddy sat up, straddling Cameron, and shrugged off the offensive material. This time when Cameron sat up, Cuddy didn't stop her, as the younger doctor rained butterfly kissed on her collarbones, down to her chest, and leaned her cheek against Cuddy's still covered back, as she reached around her to undo her bra. Cuddy helped along and, when Cameron had gotten what she wanted, wrapped her arms around her again and brought them back against the mattress. "God," Cameron said in a throaty whisper.

Cameron's hands were cupping Cuddy's bare breasts, getting a feel of them, finding out what she liked, while Cuddy pushed Cameron's shirt up, pausing to drop a soft kiss onto the soft skin she found under it, and, again, sat up so that Cameron could tug her shirt off. She then wasted no time in unclasping Cameron's bra and leaning back down, crushing her lips into a bruising kiss, and pressing their naked upper bodies together. Cameron moaned at the older doctor's ministrations, her hands moving to the woman's butt and pressing their lower bodies closer. After a few more tender kisses and nips to Cameron's lips, Cuddy leaned down towards the young woman's breasts, starting with soft kisses around her nipples, and punctuating the softness with bites. Every time her teeth closed down on Cameron's flesh, Cuddy felt her arch her back, heard her moans, and she could have done this forever if Cameron's wasn't making these small frustrated noises and whispering things she couldn't hear. "Dr. Cuddy," she made out.

Cuddy stopped, sat back, and looked down at the woman she was straddling. Cameron's face was flushed, her neck and breasts were covered in little reddish bite marks, and sweat was beading on her chest and around her navel. "You know, you can call me Lisa if you'd like," Cuddy said in a low, sensual voice. Cameron moaned and slid her hands up Cuddy's waist to her ribs and breasts in response. Cuddy couldn't resist running her tongue down the moist skin before slowly sliding her hand underneath Cameron's skirt, which had already ridden up most of the way up her thighs anyway, and trailed her fingers over Cameron's inner thighs, feeling her way to Cameron's center. She touched the wet fabric she found there, pushing only slightly with a finger, in an upwards motion that caused the younger woman to raise her hips to meet the hand between her legs. Cuddy smiled, then lay on top of Cameron again, supporting all of her weight on one arm, and with her free hand she reached between Cameron's legs again, pushing aside the soaked panties and teasing her opening with two fingers, enjoying the smooth wetness of the woman's outer lips.

Cameron's hands wandered away from her lover's back to her butt again, and with one quick motion she unzipped Cuddy's pants, and slid her hands under them, over the warm skin of Cuddy's ass, pleased that the woman was wearing a thong, thus allowing her to touch her skin directly. She dug her nails into Cuddy's flesh, kissed her lips, and whispered "Please," and that was all the encouragement Cuddy needed, and she stopped teasing the woman under her, and easily slipped two fingers inside her. They both let out a sound that was halfway between a moan and a groan, and Cuddy started a back and forth movement with her hand. There was something about fucking while partially clothed that flat out did it for Cuddy, and the hands inside her pants, urging her on, and the little noises Cameron made were enough to make her head turn.

Cuddy sped up her movements, trying to make out exactly what Cameron wanted, varying her speed and angle while making sure she hit the rough patch inside Cameron with every thrust, and the young doctor brought an arm around Cuddy's neck, holding her close, and whimpered "Please- I need," but was cut off as Cuddy put more of her body into the rocking, moving her hips in time with her hand and pushing her thumb against Cameron's clit, flicking it with each thrust. Cameron cried out loudly, and bit down on her own lip to keep herself from screaming. She tried speaking, managing to say "I need more of you," before letting her head fall back and simply enjoying the warmth quickly building up inside her. Cuddy considered the girl's request for a moment, then added another finger inside her, feeling Cameron's inner walls contracting against her hand and moaning at the sensation of her nails digging into her ass.

Cameron was close now, she knew she wouldn't be able to hold on much longer, feeling her orgasm building up inside her, and she held Cuddy's body closer, one hand tangled into the woman's long, dark hair, pulling lightly at the scalp, and the other pulling her hips closer with every thrust, until she knew that Cuddy was rubbing up against the back of her own hand. Cameron's moans and panting turned to louder, unarticulated syllables, a little cry with every time Cuddy's curved fingers hit that place inside her, and suddenly it hit her, like a scalding wave, and she was coming, and she was crying out, and Cuddy wouldn't stop fucking her, and she felt like she was about to pass out, but as suddenly as the first one, another wave crashed into her, and she bit down into Cuddy's shoulder, hearing her and feeling her inhaling sharply. The pain of the bite only spurred Cuddy on, as she thrusted into Cameron for just a little longer, bringing her over one last time, and this time Cameron didn't stop herself from screaming, and when the waves finally stopped hitting her she slumped back down onto the mattress, pulling Cuddy down on top of her for a breathless kiss. She was still panting, and moaning words Cuddy couldn't quite make out, but the look on Cameron's face was enough.

It took Cameron over a minute to be able to open her eyes and breathe more or less normally, and the whole time she was coming down, Cuddy rained soft kisses all over her mouth and face, cooing and smiling down at her. When Cameron's blue-green eyes met Cuddy's powder-blue gaze, neither of said anything for a while, as the younger doctor's breathing slowed down enough to allow her to form words. "That was-" she started, but Cuddy put a finger over her lips. "Please don't talk," she said. "You don't need to say anything."

They lay together for a while, with only the sound of their breathing interrupting the silence in the room. After a few minutes, Cameron kissed the woman on top of her, licking her already wet lips and sucking the woman's tongue into her mouth. She shuffled under Cuddy and moved around until the dark-haired woman was lying on her stomach on the mattress, and Cameron was kneeling next to her. She climbed over the woman's body, straddling her back, and planted a soft kiss between Cuddy's shoulderblades. Cuddy turned her face towards Cameron. "What are you doing?" she asked softly. Cameron smiled. "Returning the favor."

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"Sweat it all out, sweat it all out, with your bedroom eyes and your baby pouts

Sweat it all out, in our electric storms and our shifting sands, and our candy jars, and our sticky hands; sweat it all out."