Cuddy had been sitting for two hours on a plane that was taking her to Seattle, where she has a doctors convention to attend. She was fired up during the flight. She was flying first class which didn't make the seats nor service a problem. The source to her annoyance was the annoying passenger behind her, Dr. Gregory House. He had been pushing her seat every five minutes which prevented her from snoozing on the plane to make the flight pass by faster.
He had this all planned put, from getting the seat behind her to getting the room right next to hers on the hotel. He was enjoying every grunt and snarl that came from her every time he hit her seat.
Cuddy got up from the seat and turned to face him, giving him a malign look. She then proceeded to the bathroom. She found it as a five minute escape from House. She didn't even use the bathroom. She simply stayed inside, looking at herself in the mirror which lead to some primping. She glanced at her watch and saw that she has only taken three minutes, she wanted to stay relaxed in there for a few more minutes but wasn't sure if she was keeping any women waiting and decided to go back to her living hell.
As she opened the door, not looking up she met with a mans chest thrusting her figure forcefully back inside. She was pinched up against the small counter and her lips were quickly met by another pair of lips. All was done so quickly that she hadn't been able to identify the tall man. She was kissed hungrily, not kissing back she pushed the man away and was now able to see whom her "attacker" was.
"House?! What are you doing?!" she asked as he was pushed away from her. House didn't respond, he just peered into her bright blue eyes. Their faces were merely centimeters apart. She broke the silence they had by asking him once more in an awed tone, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
House leaned forward and began to kiss her neck, slow, short pecks trailed up to her ear, "Have sex with me," he said softly under his breath. Cuddy's eyes widened and the unconscious thrill she was obtaining from the brush of his lips on her neck went away in a flash and she got back to her senses, "What?!""Here and now," his teeth now nibbling on her earlobe, making her chest give out a short delayed her response, enjoying how his hand stroked her thigh, "No." Cuddy really didn't want to reject him, she wanted to neck him and not refrain.
House scoffed at her rejection and grabbed her buttock, causing her to surge up. He then grabbed hold of her thigh with his left hand and pulled her up, sitting her on the counter. He leaned closer and closer to her, she could feel his warm breathe brush her lips. "House…" his hand was now snaking up her waist, "House… Don't."
He saw how her chest rose up briskly, "Are you sure?"
"Yesss," she made that 'yes' long, something she didn't want to do. She wanted to sound sure of herself. He noticed it was a forced out 'yes' on the grounds that it was under her breath and her eyes nearly closed as she said it. He peeked the tip of his fingers under the edge of her dress, he slowly ran his hand up her bare thigh, he could hear how a very soft moan slipped through her lips.
"Have sex with me, just once. That's all I need," he repeated as he groped her thigh. Cuddy felt how part of his lips touched hers as he spoke. With the tip of her tongue she gently fondled his lower lip. Causing House to meet hers completely. He kissed her wildly and she nibbled on his lower lip. Not parting from her coconut flavored lips he pushed the bottom of her tight red dress up. Letting her spread her legs. Cuddy kissed House greedily. They caught their breath when he disjoined from her mouth and began to kiss her neck.
Cuddy ran her hands from his neck, down his chest, and met with the top of his jeans. She briskly undid the button and let out his erection. She smiled at the sight of it. House saw her smile and smirked.
He palmed both her breasts through her dress causing her a spasm all over her body. He would have loved to have them exposed but it was such a tiny place.
He couldn't resist. He began to kiss her collarbone, softly sucking in the process. He pulled the thick sleeve down her shoulder as he unzipped her dress down slowly.
"Take it off already," she said between her breathe. Before she knew it house had obeyed her command and was licking on her nipple with his tongue as she reached down to lower her silk red thong impatiently. He saw her struggling and ripped them on the side unwilling to wait any longer. She let out a groan as he proceeded to cup and suck on her breasts. His hand lowered to the warmth between her legs. He began to circle her most sensitive spot slowly. Teasing her by going gently slow. She reached for his mouth, stoking tongue against tongue frantically. House thrust a finger in as she nibbled on his lip, causing her to pull his lower lip vigorously.
"Oh House," she said while he boldly put yet another finger in, separating them as he pulled in and out. Cuddy was about to explode, he noticed and stopped for a moment. This caught her attention. He smirked as he saw her frustrated look. He slowly palmed her clitoris without moving his fingers.
"D-Don't tease me, House."
Cuddy began to suck on his neck, hatching a sob of need from House and she immediately initiated to pull down his boxers. A deep, inarticulate uttering sound slipped from the rim of her mouth in the time that he shoved his throbbing, thick, well hung member between her legs. She clung on to him, her arms wrapped below his under arms and her nails jabbed on his shoulders through the thin cotton shirt he was wearing. She widened her legs, letting him penetrate deeper.
"Harder. Right there," her panting became louder as wild spasms ran all over her body. Their bodies boiled as they heaved and mewled in smite. He back arched as she reached full culmination. She fiercely scratched down his back.
