[House's Bedroom]
House is tasting the hollow in Cuddy's throat as his right hand gently explores her left breast. Cuddy's knees are planted on either side of House's legs, and she is anchored close to House by his left arm securely holding her in place. Cuddy's eyes are closed, and her heavy breathing matches the shallow exhale of air heard coming rhythmically from House's mouth. Cuddy dips her head to kiss House on the mouth, and he meets her, bringing both hands up to enfold the back of her head. They kiss, eyes closed, tongues voluptuous against each other.
House pulls away slightly. "Cuddy," he says, nipping at her bottom lip.
"Hmm?" Cuddy says, nipping at his upper lip.
House kisses her again before saying in between short kisses, "I'm not doing this if you're going to freak out."
Cuddy brings her head down rest next to House's left ear, bringing her arms around his shoulders so that she's hugging him. She kisses his earlobe and then murmurs, "Shut up, House."
Cuddy starts kissing and caressing House's chest and shoulders. House shuts his eyes, breathing accelerating for a moment before he flips Cuddy down unto the bed. He hovers over her, pinning her arms on either side of her head gently. His eyes are a gentler blue in the grayish light cast by the rain, but they are somehow more transparent. House's gaze runs over Cuddy's face.
"Seriously. I'm not doing this if you tell me how this was a huge mistake and it will never happen again." Words Cuddy spoke every time they made love in the past month or so.
Cuddy looks up at House, slightly breathless but calm, and she raises her head to trace a soft line from the base of House's throat to his chin with her tongue. She kisses his lips. "I love you," she says. She frees her arms from House's grasp and cups his face in her hands. She kisses him again. "I love you," she repeats.
House exhales through his nose but says nothing. He kisses her back, cradling her against him closer.
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Afterwards, House holds Cuddy against him, stroking her back. Cuddy is placing kisses on his collarbone and rubbing her fingers softly against his chest. A few minutes pass before Cuddy cuddles up against House so that there's no room in between them. House easily cradles her body. He looks down at her and says, almost expressionlessly, "Are you staying here tonight?"
Cuddy meets his eyes for a second before burrowing her head back down into his shoulder. She blinks once, and House feels her eyelashes fluttering against his skin. "Yes," she murmurs, her breath warm against him. House lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding in, and, he squeezes his arms around her once. He lets himself close his eyes. He drifts off to sleep.