Ok this is the next one in this series….only ONE more to go!!!! I liked writing this one, although it provided a bit of a challenging balancing it between everything going on this week. My mate ended up in casualty which meant a very late night in the hospital for me…luckily enough we didn't have to wait 12 hours to see a doctor only….3. So you know…thumbs up for the NHS and all….oh yeah along with the ambulance that we rang five times and never turned up!! But my friend is all good and well now…all I can say is dislocated joints must hurt like a bitch!!

Also had my exam…boooo!!!...god revision already….i haven't even made it to Christmas yet…sigh!! But I have spent today celebrating the fact its over….and that I could have done a lot worse (I'll leave out the fact I could have done a lot better too :s) so here is my celebration piece….Huddy sex lol….you gotta love it!! And I hope you guys do :)

Huggles!!!

Scarlett!!

Reviewers:-

house's phoenix: ooo the hotness melted your brain, licks finger and touches the fic and here's it sizzle :P lol. God if only it was hotness that made my brain a blob…it seems to be that most of the times now….lectures turn it into mush I tell you!!!

Shikabane-Mai: Blushes….you favourite….-massive grin- thank you!!!! The review made my day lol! I try and get house vulnerable in there somewhere because, even though it's a challenge, I find it fun to write, and its nice to show a different side to him….i don't think he's a harsh bastard all the time….at least….i hope he's not lol! Sorry it took me so long to update, hope you like this one!!.

prinnie: Yep house was a little desperate as he couldn't have the woman he wanted…so he had to resort to other 'means' lol! 'Gasp' yes he almost said the L-word!! But he didn't…not yet anyway :P.

PaulaAbdulChica2007: thanks :D….ooo you want Wilson to find out. You just wait…cos you never know what's going to happen in the last chapter 'wink' 'wink' lol.

NaiveEve: The queen of huddy smut hey??? 'puts on her crown' do you think it suits me lol! Oh she will give in to him…many many times if I have something to do with it….which I its me writing it lol….ahhh the power :D. lol

HouseAddiction: Thank you lol! I loved playing with jealous she isn't as always as calm and controlled as she'd like you to believe lol!

Vodka Martini: Thank you! I'm pleased I'm continuing it too….it gives me an outlet lol! Because I need my huddy smut…and the show is taking its time!!! But we will get there in the end…..'nods'!!

sinister scribe: men are always fools….lol…that's why we love em….so easy to get into bed….speaking of which :P!! lol! Smut bunnies…always bouncing lol! They take up a lot of space in my mind…there's not much room for anything else….lecture notes be dammed…..shame lol! Loves you my little haggis lol!! (I'm gonna get a slap for calling you that aren't I lol).

Mispent Youth: No he wouldn't….i mean what woman could compare with Cuddy….once he's had her he can't go back lol! And yeah what he was saying was true….but she needed someone else to point it out to her…she's stubborn that one lol!

notaplayer83: awww only cos your puppy dog look was so cute lol!!

Mo: Thanks :)…more you want…more you shall get lol!

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Tainted Touch

He was coming home from a hard day, the sun having set hours ago; darkness settling in, the misty atmosphere reflecting his mood. Cuddy had been ignoring him, avoiding any contact. Making it obvious she wanted nothing more to do with him. He'd tried to confront her, but every opportunity he'd had to speak to her had been stolen, and he'd been left, frustrated, and wanting. His desire for her stronger than any drug, his mind struggling with the fact he would never get another fix. He'd sunken into his mood, black and sombre, now planning to head home, crash on his couch and drown his need in a bottle of whiskey.

He arrived at his flat resting his hand against the door, stumbling as it vanished from beneath his finger tips, sensing surprise, shock, even a little bit of fear as it swung open from the lightest touch, a key not required to enter.

It had been locked when he'd left for work.

Someone had been here, could still be here. The room was dark when he entered, silence circling around him as his cane rung out a rhythmic alert to any invaders. He crossed the room, heart hammering with trepidation. Not a single thing had been touched, his head thundering through an over view of the itinerary firmly photographed in his mind as his eyes scanned the room now cast in shadow lit only by the lingering moonlight through the clouds crossing the midnight sky.

He was reluctant to turn the light on, knowing that while anyone in here could hear him, he had the advantage of remaining unseen.

He slid his jacket off, thinking ahead, knowing it was tight over his shoulders, restricting his movement if it needed to be quick.

His breathing whispered in his ears, deep, shallow, rumbling with nerves as he gasped to serve oxygen to the rapidly beating muscle in his chest, now thumping so loud it seemed to echo off the walls.

He hunted round the few rooms he had, the kitchen, bathroom and bedroom seemingly devoid of life.

Now gradually coming to the conclusion his house was empty, cursing himself for thinking he worse, and knowing logically it could have been something as simple as him making a mistake, he darted into the study; eyes racing round quickly assessing the fact the room was deserted and whirling round to leave.

He jumped when he smacked straight into something warm and solid.

Instantly his arms shot out, cane crashing to the floor, the fingers of his left hand grasping tightly around the figures flesh, the other crossing over their chest making them squeal as he forced them up against the wall.

His chest was pressed up against theirs, his body sensing their soft skin, and feminine figure. He was panting, breath coming out in short sharp gasps, eyes facing the floor trying to calm his heart, the situation now under control.

Then her voice rang out 'I didn't know you liked it rough.'

His head snapped up, the gravely tones making his skin tingle, his body alerting itself to her presence recognising that voice from anywhere and knowing what it meant. He focused on her, her face cast into shadow.

'I thought you were a burglar.'

She laughed, 'Well I did intend on taking something.'

He frowned, 'and that would be what?'

The moonlight seemed to dance in her eyes, sparkling with mischief, lust lingering within them as she leant forward, lips caressing the soft skin beneath his ear, his lungs dragging in a sharp breath as she flicked out the tip of her tongue, licking gently before whispering,

'You.'

Her laugh rang out, rumbling through him, 'but it seems,' she flexed her fingers, wriggling her wrists held firmly over her head by his hand, 'it's the other way round and if I'm honest; I kind of like it.' She grinned, 'so what do you want me to do? After all,' she pushed her body against his, 'you're the boss.'

He was speechless, adrenaline pumping through his veins, excitement evident, cock straining against the restraint of his jeans. His hands glided over her skin, dragging down over her arms, caressing the edge of her breasts as they endeavoured towards their target, slipping beneath the fabric of her skirt, which seemed much higher than usual. But through it all his curiosity ebbed at the edge of his mind.

'Why are you here?'

He felt the warm skin of her thighs, the material rumpling round his wrists as he forced it higher. Suddenly he stopped, fingers slipping beneath a band of lace; pinging it against her skin, her gasp against his neck sending a jolt through him, making his body pulse.

He groaned, 'Oh god.'

She nipped his ear, 'I just told you why.'

'No, you just told me what you're here for, not why.'

She remained silent, nails scraping over his chest, coming to fumble in his fly.

'No!' his fingers fastened around her slim wrist, smacking it against the wall once more, pinning her arms over her head, his eyes burning into hers. He shook the mounting desire to the back of his mind, knowing he needed to sate his curiosity. She normally ran from him, ignored this, pretended it didn't happen, hoping it would go away. This time she'd actually come to him with intent, openly wanting him and he wanted to know why?

'House!' she pulled against his grip,

'Tell me!' his voice sounded on edge, tainted with lust and anger, a mix of emotions bubbling up, hating the cause of his confusion, 'because, I don't know about you, but this isn't adding up for me. You avoid me all day, pretending like we haven't spent nights screaming each others name in something other than anger and yet tonight you decide to come and beg me to fuck you.'

Fire flared into her eyes, her struggle suddenly becoming stronger and more desperate.

'Don't flatter yourself, you're an easy lay, I'm not begging!'

His face softened, devoid of emotion, no expression to give himself away.

'Not yet! Like you said, I'm the boss, and I'm far from finished with you.' He lowered his head, placing a long lingering kiss between her breasts; trailing his lips lightly up over her throat, rubbing noses before he brushed his lips over hers.

She jerked her head away, trying to force his fingers from her once more. 'Let me go.'

He smiled, 'I would, but I'm pretty sure you don't want me to.'

She glared, 'I don't know what symptoms your reading, but you've definitely got the diagnosis wrong.'

'panting, sweating,' he fastened both wrists within one palm, freeing his hand, clasping his fingers round her chin forcing her to face him, staring straight into her eyes, 'dilated pupils.'

'It's hot, dark and I'm tired from trying to force you from me.'

'Well looks like I'm going to have to do a physical examination,' his hand forced its way between her thighs, enjoying the panicked look that sprung on to her face.

'House don't you dare, I'm serious.'

'Like you were the other times? I'm starting to think you're a total tease.' he began to stroke her, his nails raking over the silk in a light pressure. His eyes never left her face; watching her teeth sink into her lip, leaving a light indent as she tried to fight against her body. 'You're going to fail, you can't fight me Cuddy.'

Her eyes snapped shut, nose screwing up, head twisting to the side in an attempt to resist him, stubborn to the core.

He frowned, feeling the frustration at her ebb through him, 'Look at me.' She ignored him. He leaned in, placing a soft kiss against the flesh of her neck, 'Cuddy, look at me!'

Her eyes flickered open against their will, staring into his through lowered eyelids. Teeth gritted as he increased the pressure of his fingers, rubbing harder. 'Why don't you just admit you want me, only me; you need me!'

She forced her head to shake in denial.

'Fine!' he forced the little piece of silk aside, dragging the tips of his fingers through her moisture, a satisfied smile springing onto his face as he thrust two digits deep inside her.

Her head snapped back, a moan finally leaking from her lips. 'We'll play it your way.'

With a few brief strokes inside her, he withdrew, dragging a groan of frustration from her, her eyes focused on him, sliding his fingers into his mouth, lapping her juices from the tips, twirling his tongue around loving the tangy taste of her on his lips.

Suddenly he twisted her arms round, trapping them behind her back.

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'House?...what are yo-' she stopped, stumbling, his frame forcing her to move as he powered her backwards, she collided with something solid, feeling it slam open, momentum powering her through the air, the back of her knees hitting the edge of the bed making her topple over onto her back crashing down into something soft.

Her eyes widened as house followed, hobbling after her, scrambling over the bed, swinging his good leg over pinning her to the sheets beneath her with his weight. She struggled, unable to see in the darkness, hands sinking into his shirt, hips rolling up trying to force him from her. She could feel the broad expanse of his chest, stretched out over her, hear rustling around the room, clinks and bangs as he seemed to rummage around for something over her head.

He then ripped her fingers from him, fighting, forcing, pushing them over her head, her skin sensing the cool touch of silken material slowly twisting around her wrists binding tight, tying them in place.

'House you bastard let me go'….she pulled hard against the ties feeling them only get tighter with every tug.

He grinned, 'knew they'd come in handy for something.'

Her eyes never left him, sensing where he was in the darkened room, glaring, hating this new found sense of vulnerability. 'What are you going to do?'

She detected his smile change, slipping into an expression that seemed some what darker, arousal burning in his eyes as his gaze caressed her skin. 'You'll find out soon enough.'

She couldn't see him, blind to the night, her head whirling as she tried to sense his every move. The mattress dipped beneath her, sinking as he shifted his weight. She gasped, feeling his breath only inches from her face, the warmth from his skin burning into hers, his hands either side of her head. His body was still seated on her hips, holding her down.

She felt his lips trail over her cheek, her head turning trying to seek him out. But with every attempt he vanished, his feather light caress only appearing elsewhere, nose, throat, shoulder, breasts, she couldn't hold her breath any longer, a gasp of pleasure leaking out against her will. The tickling of his kisses only serving to tease. She wanted to resist him, rebel against his beliefs, not wishing to confirm her need for him, even though her presence as his home had silently shouted the fact. He now knew she wanted him, and yet he was angry, his erotic torment a punishment of her senses, driving her higher with every touch.

What he wanted she didn't know, but she was sure as hell he was going to get it.

…………………….

His hands slowly slid over her body….before halting. He sat up, his hands resting on the clothes covering her frame, dragging his fingers over the ripples of what felt like ribbon.

'What are you wearing?'

'A present, but its too dark for you to see.'

He moved, arm reaching for the light, wanting to reveal her to his eyes. Within seconds he felt her legs wrap round his waist, holding him in place, now locked between her thighs.

'I don't think you deserve it now,' she pulled against the restraints, 'you haven't exactly been a good boy.' Her giggle rang out into the silence, the only other sound to mingle with his slow, shallow breathing.

He leant forward, dragging his stubble over the bare skin of her chest, hearing her whimper again his ear, the muscles in her legs contracting around him for a brief second. His fingers fumbled in the material, raking them over, imprinting an image in his mind, lace tinting the edge, silken ribbed panels with bones cupping into every curve, ribbons crossing over the front, those thin strips the only thing between him and the luscious form that lied beneath.

He felt his body tense, the heat of her core emanating into him, her hips pressing tightly against his own.

He tugged the silken strips, dissolving the bond between them before they finally parted.

Hungrily he tugged, breaking the little hook and eye in his haste, his hand glided over her warm skin, velvet beneath his finger tips, bringing it up to cup her breast, his mouth latching on to a nipple, twirling It around between his teeth, groaning, as her hips bucked up against him, grinding into his cock.

His blood was hammering through him, centring south, making him harder with every hidden second. Each sense alert, forcing him to go faster as his hand slipped beneath her skirt. It crumpled around his wrist, hand tripping over the garter that encased her thigh.

All this temptation, body become more frantic with every hidden second, the image in his head building with every stroke, mapping out every inch of skin, covered in materials any man would wish to rip from a body.

His hand slipped between them, hitting her heated core, pulling the band of dampened silk aside, slipping his fingers through her juices.

'Oh' her thigh muscles squeezed him once more, her body contracting, a bolt of pleasure shooting through her veins. He kissed a trail down her body, lips racking over her taught tummy as he slung her legs over his shoulders forcing her to open up to him. He dipped his head, pausing before tentatively flicking his tongue out.

Her back arched, body screaming out to be touched, begging for release.

With that he withdrew, pulling back from her, slipping from her hold, abandoning her body and strolling from the room.

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'What?' she felt him leave her, an uncomfortable ebb of un-sated desire pulsing through her.

'House?'... She moaned, pleading, needing him. 'House you can't leave me like this.' Her haze gave way to anger, the only emotion to break through and shatter the lust that had consumed her.

Her eyes screamed when the door open, a little slither of light slinking into the room before being extinguished again.

She collapsed against the bed, the ache from her wrists leaking into her senses.

Suddenly the door clicked open again, her eyes seeing his silhouette, his body halting, mind drinking in the sight before him, before they were plunged back into darkness.

'House…where did y…ahhh' she cried out, the cold hitting her between her legs. Trickling as it was withdrawn.

'What?' she was gasping, her chest rising and falling with each haggard breath.

'I thought you might need cooling down.' His body hovered over her, her muscles tensing as she waited for the coolness to hit her once again. Then the warmth of his mouth slid over her nipple, tongue dragging over it, twirling.

The pleasure, having almost begun to slip away began to build to climax once again, her whole body firing up for its release. A moan burst out, shattering into a whimper as the ice cube hit her other breast, grazing over the peak making it tighten even more. He began twirling it between the cool tips of his fingers, before dragging the cube down over her skin, making each inch tense as it came into contact.

He followed its path, prising her legs apart, forcing them up to her chest, locking her feet over his shoulders once more. She was open to him, offering, easy access to the passion building between her thighs. He buried his face between them, massaging her clit with his tongue, every few seconds mingling the sensation of his warm breath with a jolt from the cube, making her body writhe, hips bucking, needing to get closer and trying to escape. All sensations crashing together, nerves firing of different sensations, all exploding together as they collided within her mind.

His free hand fumbled in his belt, ripping it from the loops, forcing his jeans down his hips freeing his harden shaft desperate to be buried within her. His arms circled her hips, sliding up butting the head of his cock again her core, her groans ringing out, a constant sound of desperation.

He wrapped his hand around himself, dragging the head through her heat, holding back a moan.

Her eyes flashed open, almost black, shimmering with desire. 'and you…called me…the…tease.' Her words broke out through gasps and groans; unable to hold her need for him at bay.

'Where were we?...ahhh yes….I asked you a question.?' He tried to keep his head clear, focus on his aim, resisting the demand of his body to sink himself into her. 'Why did you come here?'

He felt her tense, her muscles contracting. 'I came…' she halted.

'You won't be coming if you don't tell me.'

He could sense her glare, the frustration emanating from her even through the haze of desire.

'I came….to tell you…' she froze again, panting, eyes now tight shut, as though thinking, fighting.

'Tell me what,' he pressed himself against her, gritting his teeth. He had to hear her say it; wanted to hear her say it, because he knew what she wanted to say before she even arrived, and for once he wasn't afraid, no longer feeling the need to run. He needed to hear those words. 'All you have to say is three little words?'

'Fuck me now?' her voice dripped with sarcasm.

He dipped himself barely an inch inside her, withdrawing before she could contract around him, feeling a sense of satisfaction when her head hit the pillow, wrists tugging desperately wanting to be free.

'three'…one little thrust, 'little'…..two…'words.'

Her head rose, looking into his eyes, the moonlight glinting on her tongue as it flicked out, moistening her lips. He heard her deep breath, his chest constricting as he waited, 'I…love you.'

He plunged into her, her back arching, his fingers slipping into her hair, pulling her lips to his, slipping his tongue inside, twirling with her as he thrust into her, pushing her to the edge. He felt her muscles begin to spasm, stroking his cock. He thrust into her one last time, burying his face into her hair as he came, her final cry of pleasure echoing into his mind.

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Her eyes snapped open, body aching. She pushed herself up, the cover sliding from her shoulders. He must have untied her wrists. She glanced over her shoulder, eyeing his sleeping frame.

The memory of what she'd revealed to him still embedded in her mind. Confusion whirling round as to why he'd made her say it. Just another thing to use against her, his own game of manipulation and he now had the ace in his hand.

She rose from the bed, gently dropping her feet to the floor not wishing to wake him.

She slipped her clothes on, dragging on her jacket she'd abandoned in here the night before.

'Where you going?'

She started, shoulders hunching up ready for the blow…but it never came. She whirled round to stare at him. His forehead contracted in a frown. 'You running away again?'

'I'm not running!'

'Then what do you call rushing out the door after you've shagged me?'

'Protecting myself.'

She saw the flicker of a flinch, his eyes boring into hers. 'bit late for that don't you think? You can't 'run' from me forever.' She frowned, 'and why do you feel the need to?'

Her eyes fell to the floor, 'I have to go.' She went to turn, almost making it before his fingers shot out, wrapping themselves around her wrist pulling her too him. 'Come back to bed.'

'Why, so you can fuck me again.'

'No' his voice seemed so calm and controlled, 'so I can make love to you.'

She froze, searching his eyes for anything, something to tell her he was lying; the window to his soul, and it only reflected her own emotions.

He dragged her down beside him, pushing the coat from her shoulders, placing a feather light kiss on her lips.

The zipper on her skirt parted, his fingers forcing it over her hips, pushing her back against the mattress, sliding it from her. His eyes flashed as he unravelled the ribbon once more, drinking her in; each luscious line and erotic detail.

Flinging the clothes to the floor, he slid himself over her, his skin brushing over hers. His lips caressed each inch of her body, a ball of pleasure being built in such an alien way; no longer fast and desperate, fighting against each other, but instead, moving in unison, his fingers touching her with care, delicate and pleasing.

He shifted her hips, sliding between them, slowly slipping inside, much gentler than ever before, allowing her to feel every inch of him.

She groaned, the slow motion teasing her, only wishing for release, drowning in her desire for him…and only him.

She felt his hips bump into hers as he thrust, slowly pulling back before plunging deeper. His arms tensing as he held himself above her. His eyes watching hers for every emotion that leaked from them. He slipped one hand between her legs, stroking her clit, forcing her higher, his thrust beginning to build in speed.

He sunk down grasping her nipple in his mouth, turning on every sensory button simultaneously. The air seems to vanish around her, her lungs starving of oxygen as he continued to slide in and out, the head of his cock hitting each pleasure point within her. Suddenly stars burst before her eyes, eyelids flickering with the need to close, her body fighting against them wanting to watch him as felt him come inside her, needing to see everything within.

He rolled from her, dragging her into his arms. Her head resting on his chest, listening to the rumbles as his breathing slowly calmed into an even pattern.

Her head rose as he took a deep contented sigh, arm wrapped around her tightly.

She smiled, a bubble of happiness bursting through her as she snuggled down in arms, eyes slipping shut, contentment washing over her as she finally allowed her mind to succumb to sleep.

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He stared down at her, stroking her hair, liking the way the cool strands slid between his finger tips. He watched her eyes flicker shut, unable to ignore the sense of pride that he'd worn her out.

He cast a glace over all the scattered pieces of clothing now littering his floor, his eyes falling upon her outfit from the previous night, images of her bursting before his eyes.

He grinned as he slipped into a peaceful slumber, head resting on hers, lulled to sleep by the presence of his lover's breathing.

The smile, for once, not leaving his face.

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Hope you enjoyed it :) don't forget to review peeps!! I've had a hard day with exams and people viewing the house because they wanna move in….nasty nasty….so I need something to make me smile:D so push the button…'breaks out into song' lol…..huggles!!!!!!!