A/N: Hi everyone this is Invisible Rose and Wax Angle Wings. We're writing this story together. This story is based off of 50 kinky prompts that we found on LiveJournal. As I said these are kinky prompts that include everything from spanking to fear play and everything between so if it's not your cup of tea please don't read it and then give a bad review you were warned! For those of you that want to read I'll try and remember to say what prompts are going to be covered in each chapter. So this really is mostly just for smut but we do have a bit of a plot.

So the plot is that House and Cuddy live in a world were the women never got there civil rights basically. They have a curfew and can't live by themselves, but you'll learn more as you go along. Main thing you need to know is that this is an AU, House is still a doctor and Cuddy is a nurse. So lets get to the story, I hope you like it and please review, and if you want you can guess who wrote what LOL.

*Rose

Boys Night

Chapter 1: Girls Can't Drink

It was late. A lot later then she should even be out but Cuddy hated following that stupid curfew. She wasn't a child she was a fully grown adult with a job and she was more then able to take care of herself. Taking another drink, she realized that she would have to leave soon, she was already paranoid that the bar tender thought she was a woman. She would be in so much trouble if she was caught. Dressing up like a man was enough to get her thrown in jail and she didn't want that.

House was across the room, sitting in a booth, nursing a scotch on the rocks. He had his eye on everyone in the bar but it was a sausage fest in there, like always. Women always had to be in by 8:00 and in that way he never was able to really meet many for the one night stands he so often craved. Most of the men were acting normally, but the one on the end of the bar was shifting about nervously. His features were far too feminine to be a man, and it looked like the long hair was just tucked up into a hat. He took a sip of his drink and stood up, walking over to "him" to test out his theory. "Nice night, huh? Could use some chicks though."

'Shit' Cuddy thought thinking this guy had just figured it out. "Yeah, sure could." She said trying to make her voice deeper and rougher. Hoping he just wanted someone to talk to she tried to stay calm.

He smiled slightly, if he got sexist with her and tried to make her feel uncomfortable she would get mad, her voice would crack, it would be funny...to him at least. "I like a chick with nice firm tits, you know? But she has to have a tight ass and know how to cook. You know what I mean?" He elbowed her roughly and then laughed.

"Ye.." She paused clearing her throat, "Yeah, I totally know what you mean." She said wincing internally. That elbow had really hurt. Playing along she tried to chuckle some but it was difficult to lower her laugh.

He leaned in and whispered to her, "I know your secret." there was a smile on his face ten miles wide. He reached over and grabbed her ass, squeezing it roughly. "Way to firm and tight to be a man's don't you think?"

She gasped at the contact. "Excuse me." She said getting up and moving out the door before the guy had a chance to process what happened. She couldn't believe that he had just done that. She couldn't believe that someone had figured her out. She had done this countless times and she had never once been caught.

House hobbled after her quickly and caught up to her outside. Quickly, he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him, not caring if it looked like he was about to molest another man. His hand immediately when to the crotch of her jeans and he grabbed her through the fabric with a huge smile, looking into her eyes, "Where's the dick?"

"Let me go." Cuddy cried shocked, not even trying to change her voice. She tried to get away from him but the way he was holding her stopped her from being able to wiggle out of his grasp. She unintentionally knocked her hat off while she was struggling with him leaving no doubt that she was a woman.

"Cuddy?" He whispered, surprised. "You shouldn't be out; you could get into some major trouble." He said, keeping his voice low even though his dick was hard from handling her like he just had. Before he knew who she was, he was thinking sex would be a sure thing, now he wasn't sure.

"You don't think I don't know that!" She said snapping realizing it was House that had her. "I was sick of being with Cameron. She gets annoying you know." She said explaining. House was one of the few doctors that that treated her like an equal and not like she was less just because she was a woman and a nurse.

"Boy do I ever know that." House said with the roll of his eyes. Cameron was one of two emotions, either happy or bitchy, either one he didn't care for. "You shouldn't even be drinking alcohol while you're out. That's double trouble." He picked up her hat and handed it to her, "Make yourself decent, you can come to my place for the night. If anyone asks, we're married."

"Like that would really help anything, I'm not even supposed to be wearing cloths like this." She said. The only time a woman was allowed to be out after curfew was if she was with her husband and even then she was still supposed to be dressed properly and home before 10:00 and it was already well after midnight.

"Well then, act like a dude until we get to my car." House instructed, "I'm in the lot behind the bar." He motioned deftly at where his car was parked. Without any other word, he started to walk off towards his car, assuming she would follow.

She hesitated a moment. She lived just around the block she didn't need House to take her to his place; she was actually scared of what would happen if she went back to House's with him. Cuddy always felt pulled to him though, she didn't think she could say no, so she followed him.

When they got in the car, he locked all of the doors. His windows were tinted on the outside; he had gotten that custom done because sometimes he liked to take women to the outskirts of town after curfew where the law looked the other way. Those women were never EVER dressed even near appropriate. "No one can see you through these windows." He said, starting the car, "Now, what were you thinking? You could have gotten caught. They use women like you as currency in jail!"

She was surprised at how angry he sounded. "My entire life has been controlled by other people; sorry I wanted a little bit of freedom." She said in a whisper looking away from him. When she lived with her parents her father planed out every second of her day and now that she lives in a boarding house the man that ran it not only controlled a large portion of her life but he also allowed the women that would sleep with him extra privileges and Cuddy couldn't lower herself to that.

He sighed loudly, he felt bad for her, and he really did. He felt bad for the way all women were treated. He was the kind of guy who hired women for the sole purpose of treating them just like the equals they were. House enjoyed strong women, smart women, and Cuddy was the strongest and smartest of them all. "Just, don't do it again, okay? If you want to go out and drink in the future, I know places where the law won't touch you and you can actually dress up."

She gave him a small smile. "Thank you. So, where do you live anyway?" she asked. It seemed like they had been driving for a while.

"Not too far from here." He said, making a turn, "Got my own condo." He wanted to add that he liked her enough that he'd let her live with him if the rules were different, but if they weren't engaged officially or married, then he was out of luck. Not to mention that he wasn't really even supposed to have her over for the night without proper papers. He really didn't care though; he had never been caught and wouldn't be tonight.

"You know we can get into a lot of trouble for this." She said looking over at him. Cuddy wondered why he was risking so much for her. Sure he treated her like an equal but it was perfectly possible that he just wanted in her pants and was doing this to do it.

"Yeah but we won't. You know how many women I-" he stopped himself right there as he pulled into the underground parking lot to his building. He didn't want her to think he was THAT promiscuous even though he sort of was. "We'll be fine, trust me."

"Oh," Cuddy said disappointed. She liked House, she had for awhile and she knew that there were a ton of rumors about how much of a womanizer he was but she had never believed them.

He got out of the car, walked around to her side and opened the door. He normally didn't do that but he liked her and wanted to make up for the fact that he had just basically told her he slept around with reckless abandon. "I got some outlawed movies upstairs, rated R and all that." Those movies had been banned in the country for years and years, didn't mean other countries didn't make them and they weren't available on the black market.

Giving him a small smile she said "Sure, I don't think I've ever seen a rated R movie." She was happy for the change in subject and that she was going to get the chance to do something she thought she would never be able to. She just hoped that House wouldn't try anything.

"Contains female nudity. Hell I have straight up porn." He laughed as they walked into the main building and stopped at his front door. He took out the keys and started to unlock it. "Porn is..." He wasn't sure if she had even ever heard the term, it was a very, very secretive thing and very, very illegal. Women weren't ever supposed to know about it. Not in the US anyway. "People having straight up sex. If you didn't know? No plot, just sex."

"Why would you want to watch that?" Cuddy asked curious. She hadn't heard of porn before but it didn't sound appealing. "Besides I've seen enough naked women. I don't really want to see any more."

"Wanna see some naked men? They're in porn too." He laughed as they stepped into the condo. He looked around and then smiled at her, tossing his ring of keys on a nearby table. "Why would one want to watch porn?" He smiled slightly, "I can put one on and show you." He said, wondering if she had even tried to masturbate before. He knew she knew what it was because she was a nurse, after all, and it wasn't illegal technically for women, but it was extremely taboo.

"Why not, it seems like that's all you really want to do." Cuddy said shrugging. She went and sat on the couch trying not to think about who might have been there before her. "Do you have any chocolate?" Cuddy risked asking. It seemed House had a lot of rare and forbidden things and she missed chocolate. The last time she had some she was about 13 years old and that almost half her life ago.

"Lots of it." He said, finding it so completely amusing that she didn't know what porn was. Most of the women he brought home did know, but then again those women were completely loose and easy. He didn't get that feeling about Cuddy at all. He went into the kitchen and when he came back he had a bag of Hershey's Kisses. He tossed them at her. "Think fast."

"You're giving me this whole bag?" she asked in awe. It was amazing to have again. Chocolate was her favorite thing when she was a kid.

"Yeah I can get tons more. In fact I've been eating way too much of it." He shrugged and sat down next to her. He picked up the remote to the TV and turned it on, along with the DVD player, which was quite new and rare technology at that point. He only was able to get one because he was a doctor and a lot of medical information came on DVDs then. Immediately a scene came up with two naked women making out. He started to blush and quickly started to change it. "I uh, that's probably not your kind of porn."

Looking over at him she said "No, really." And shook her head. She was happy with her chocolate though so she really didn't care that she saw some more boobs. Besides it wasn't like she wasn't going to see them at work tomorrow anyway.

He smiled at her and skipped to the next scene, it was a woman getting fucked doggy style, which he was sure she had never seen only because she was probably still a virgin, didn't know what porn was, and probably assumed that all sex was done in the missionary position. It was possible she wasn't a virgin, that certainly wasn't unheard of, but he certainly wouldn't be surprised. "That's more like it." He wanted her to get aroused, maybe then she would have some idea as to why people watched stuff like this.

"Oh my God!" Cuddy said shocked. "What are they doing?" She asked completely clueless. Cuddy wasn't completely in the dark about sex but she had never had it. In the past she had, had a few serious boyfriends and they had fooled around some but they had never gone all the way.

"Fucking." House said with a smile, the girl on screen was moaning and carrying on like it was the best pleasure in the world. He didn't think that Cuddy would be able to tell that it was completely fake, besides the actress was doing a really good job. "That's one of the many positions it can be done in. It's actually better for the woman because the man can go deeper."

"Um. . ." Cuddy said not knowing what to say. She had never seen anything like that before and with the way the woman in the movie was carrying on it obviously felt amazing. "Many positions? There are more?"

"Oh yeah, all sorts." He said and then paused, "You're a virgin aren't you?" He said slowly. Normally he'd be all over a woman that was a virgin but he couldn't do that to Cuddy. He wasn't going to ruin her and send her away; he had feelings for her from the very first time they had met. That was one of the reasons he had hired her, to get to know her better. He cleared his throat and tried to ignore the hard on he was getting hoping his pants were loose enough that she wouldn't notice.

Biting her lip she looked away, for some reason she felt like such a child around him. "Well, I'm not married, am I?" She said quietly. "I mean I not completely inexperienced but I've never. . ." She trailed off. It was embarrassing to admit it to someone she liked and knew was very experienced.

"No, it's okay." He said and then put a hand on her shoulder gently, "I'd rather you be inexperienced than know more than me." He smiled at her and brushed some of her beautiful hair behind her ear. "Look just cause I invited you in, and happen to have had lots of sex in my life, doesn't mean I'd force you into anything you weren't comfortable with."

"It's not that I'm not comfortable. I just, I'm already 25 and I'm not married yet. I just don't see anything happening for me, and I know that you wouldn't force me into anything." She paused biting her lip. "I really like you." She said shyly.

He took in a sharp breath; she was admitting that she liked him. "I like you too...known that since the day you were hired." He said casually like he meant it but not really strongly, even though his heart would completely shatter if she ever rejected him. "You want to stay here tonight? It's late and I have a guest room. You'd get your own room at very least."

Nodding she took a deep breath and said "What if I want to sleep with you? It doesn't have to be anything sexual; it's just that I haven't been held by anyone in a really long time." She said in a rush to explain. He liked her too she didn't care if it was just a fling; he has been the only person she had ever felt this strongly about.

"Yeah, we're both adults and I wouldn't mind holding someone for a change." He replied. Usually the women he was with he fucked and dismissed, this caused him to sleep alone way more than he wanted to. Then again, he had never found a girl that he wanted to hold. "It's pretty late, maybe we should be off to bed anyway."

"I don't have any thing to wear." She said, not wanting to sleep in jeans, but she didn't want to push her luck. She'd known men that would beat or kick a woman out just because they weren't prepared when there was no way they could have been.

"Meh, I can give you a shirt to wear if you want." He said, standing up, "Unless you want to sleep naked, I wouldn't complain about that." He turned to her and offered a wink. He wished he kept stuff around for exactly this problem, but he didn't want to be caught with women's clothes lest he be arrested for harboring an unmarried woman.

Giving him a smile she said, "A shirt would be great. Besides one of your shirts would probably be bigger then one of my nightgowns." It was rare when she could tease him and when the chance appeared she couldn't help herself

He smiled and motioned for her to follow him into the bedroom. Once they got there he took out a t-shirt and tossed it in her direction. "Bathroom is down the hall and to the right. I'll be in here." He sort of wanted her to leave because he didn't want her to see his scar. He had long pajama pants for exactly that reason.

Nodding she walked away. She was having trouble believing that she was actually in his condo with him, it seemed like a dream. She changed quickly wanting nothing more then to be wrapped in his arms. She knocked on the door not wanting to walk in on him.

"Enter." He said, already in bed. HIs shirt was off but he was in some flannel PJ bottoms, conveniently hiding his scar from her. When he saw her she was a vision of loveliness, he never though someone could look so good in an oversized shirt and panties but she did and it was amazing. He patted the bed next to him, "I won't bite...hard."

Giving him a smile she climbed into bed right away and snuggled up to him. "You're warm." She said resting her cheek on his chest, "and you smell good."

He lowered his head and took in a deep breath, her hair smelled absolutely amazing and he smiled. He was as turned on as he could ever be, he just hoped she wouldn't notice and since he was rather large the flimsy flannel pants made it painfully obvious. He pulled the blankets up over them quickly and wrapped his arms around her, "If you need anything feel free to help yourself, or wake me up, either way." He said softly and then reached over to the lamp and turned it off.

"What if it's not something that I need?" she asked snuggling farther into him, hoping he understood what she was asking.

He swallowed hard and pulled her in even tighter for just a momentary squeeze, loosening gently after, "Don't feel you need to cater to my needs at all. You're my guest." He said back to her and then gently kissed the top of her head.

"I . . ." She started to say but stopped. She felt like he just rejected her. Unwinding herself from him she said, "I think I'll go ahead and sleep in the guest room."

He was completely confused by this, only because he thought that he would make her feel more comfortable if he said she didn't have to do anything. Panicking, he grabbed her and pulled her into a passionate kiss. The last thing he wanted was for her to leave him.

To say she was surprised would have been an understatement but it didn't take more then a second for her to start kissing back. She happily let him lay her back down as he devoured her mouth.

He groaned into the kiss, rubbing his throbbing hard on against her thigh through the fabric of his pants, then suddenly he pulled away, breathing hard. He had to remind himself that she was a virgin and he couldn't just plunge right into this, so to speak. "I uh..." He didn't know how to express his feelings, he liked her so much and he didn't know if he wanted sex to ruin it.

She could tell he was worried, and gave him a small reassuring kiss. "Don't worry, I want this." She said smiling at him. "I want you. I have for a long time. Please, House, just please."

His lips curled into a grin and he put his hands on her hips gently. Slowly he moved them up following the curve of her waist up to her breasts, under the shirt. He started to massage them gently, wondering if he should or could get rough with her. Testing it out, he pinched her nipples. Not too hard that it would be painful, not too soft that it was pointless.

She whimpered, wanting more. She wasn't expecting pinching or anything like that but she certainly wasn't going to object to it. "House."

He quickly pulled her shirt off over her head and started to kiss at her neck, trailing his way down her chest, then over her flat stomach towards her panty line. The idea was to get her excited enough that when he did penetrate her it would hurt quite a bit less.

She had no clue what he was doing, no one she had ever been with before had done anything like this. Arching into his touch she asked "What are you doing?"

"You'll see, I think you'll like this." He said in a gruff, breathless voice. He pulled her panties down and then off, kissing his way back up her legs, to her thighs, and then finally her already wet pussy. His tongue darted out and he licked her wet folds gently, giving her a taste of how good it could feel.

"Oh My GOD!" She shouted. She never expected it to feel so amazing. Whimpering she placed her hand on the back of his head, wanting to feel more of him.

He smiled to himself and moved in, going even deeper, slipping his tongue in and out of her like a snake. His hands came up and caressed her thighs roughly, pushing them further apart for more access to her pussy. He usually didn't do this for any woman but he could feel love for her, and honestly for once he cared about how his partner felt instead just how he could feel.

"Mmm," She moaned completely overtaken by pleasure. What ever she had expected sex to be it certainly wasn't this. "More" She begged not know what she needed more of.

Slowly he inserted his index finger into her, one reason was to see how she'd react and another was to see how tight she was. He wasn't small in any sense of the word and he had to gauge how she was to see how bad he might hurt her. As he expected she was very tight. He breathed in sharply thinking about how good she would feel around his cock. As he moved his finger in and out his tongue went to work, flicking at her clit.

"Ah," She shouted as his finger hit a particularly good spot inside her. She turned her hear burying it in the pillow. She didn't think she could take much more it felt like she was going to explode and she wanted nothing more then to let that explosion happen.

Suddenly, all sensations stopped and he moved back up to kiss her roughly as he released his cock. He broke the kiss and said, "This might feel uncomfortable for a bit but it will get better, I promise." He smiled at her and rubbed the tip of his cock against her opening.

Nodding she winced as he slowly pushed himself into her. He was so big it felt like he was tearing her in half.

He looked down at her and noticed her face, she was so hot and tight it was going to be hard for him to stop if she asked him to, but he asked anyway, "Are you okay? Do you need me to stop?"

Taking a deep breath she tried to relax, "I'm ok," she whimpered, "Just don't move yet." She said as she wrapped her legs around him wanting his body closer.

He groaned loudly, telling him not to move at that point was like telling him to stop breathing. But he did what she requested, if that's what she really needed he would wait until she said it was okay to move again.

Feeling the tightness fade slightly, she nodded, "Ok, I'm ready." She said breathlessly, unable to wait anymore.

He groaned and started to move in and out, slowly and gently. It was hard not just to fuck the hell out of her she was so wet and tight and he just wanted release. Once again he knew she was more important than him so he held back, praying she would tell him to go harder or faster.

Clinging to him she was feeling more pleasure then she had ever felt before. "Oh God, harder." She moaned out needing more of him. She wanted this feeling to go on forever.

"Oh Fuck..." He breathed knowing that such a word shouldn't even be thought around a woman let alone said, but he didn't really care at that point, "FUCK Cuds! You are so fucking tight." He started to speed up going a bit harder, but not as hard as he could.

Whimpering she could do nothing but cling to him as fireworks of pleasure were working there way along her nervous system. "House," she moaned out needily.

"God!" He groaned and pulled her in closely, crushing his lips against hers. Without even realizing it he started to speed up to a very hard pace and then he switch their positions so she was on top. "Ride me Cuds." He said, he had only moved them cause his leg had started to hurt, but also he could get into her even more if she was on top.

Moving her hips she let instinct guide her actions. Leaning down to kiss House, she said, "Your amazing." before pressing their lips together.

He grabbed the back of her head, pulling her deeper into the kiss, pulling at her hair roughly. "Christ Cuds, you are so...fuck." He groaned not even having the words to tell her. He also didn't know where name "Cuds" was coming from but she wasn't objecting.

"House," she groaned resting her forehead against his, "I'm so close. Please, I don't even know what I'm close to." She moaned out.

He placed his hands on her hips and started to slowly guide her in a circular motion as she moved up and down, causing him to reach spots in side of her that she probably didn't even know existed, "It's an orgasm, cum for me Cuds, I'm close too." He groaned, thrusting his hips up.

After two more thrusts she came apart in his arms, crying out at the top of her lungs. "Mmm, House." She mumbled after she collapsed on top of him. She buried her face in his neck, exhausted.

All he had to feel was her walls clenching around him and he lost it, crying her named out, his fingernails digging into her hips. Once he was spent and she was spent, he held her close to him, his hands stroking her hair gently. "That was wonderful Cuddy." He whispered and kissed the top of her head.

She hummed in agreement half asleep. "I think I love you." She mumbled.

"I think I feel the same way." He whispered, then yawned and followed her into a peaceful sleep.