A/N: Fun times ahead! Buckle your seatbelts!

House tossed his keys on the table by the front door and leaned his cane against the wall. He glanced at Cameron as she moved past him. She had been quiet since they left the hospital and the way she threw herself into his arms earlier led him to believe something happened between her and Chase. House didn't want her confronting her ex-husband but she had always been stubborn. Now she was quiet and withdrawn. So, House decided to comfort her the only way he knew how.

He followed her into the kitchen and took the bottle of water she'd gotten from the refrigerator from her hand. Placing it on the counter, he took her face in his hands and kissed her gently. She melted against him, molding her body to his and wrapping her arms around him. He kissed her slowly, taking his time to nibble on her lips and thread his fingers through her silky hair. Her hands slid beneath his t-shirt and he shivered as her fingers traced the bones of his spine before slipping beneath the waistband of his jeans to stroke his ass. He traced the delicate bones of her face with his fingertips as he continued to place light kisses against her soft mouth. He maneuvered her out into the living room and onto the couch. Slipping her sweater over her head, he lowered her onto the cushions, sinking down on top of her. He traced each mole and freckle that dotted her smooth skin with his tongue. He allowed her to pull his t-shirt over his head and then resumed his slow exploration. She moaned softly as he traced the lacy edge of her bra. Lowering his head, he kissed the gentle swell of her breast. Just as his fingers found the clasp in the valley between her breasts, a loud knocking sounded on the door.

"House!" Cuddy called out. "Open the door!"

House pushed himself up with a groan of frustration. He grabbed Cameron's sweater and pulled it over her head.

"To be continued," he told her softly.

He limped toward the door and flung it open. "Why Doctor Cuddy!" he greeted with false enthusiasm. "What brings you out on this glorious day? Shouldn't you be at the hospital doing whatever it is you do? Still trying to figure that out, by the way."

Cuddy stormed past him and stopped short when she saw Cameron on the couch. House watched as she took in Cameron's tousled hair, swollen lips and flushed skin. Turning slowly, she looked at House, apparently noticing for the first time that he was shirtless and just as rumpled and flushed as Cameron.

Closing her eyes, Cuddy released her breath in an annoyed sigh. "Did you and Cameron have sex in your office earlier?" she asked.

"Now I wonder who ran to Mommy?" House mused. "Chase maybe? He's a bit jealous, you know."

"It wasn't Chase," Cuddy informed him. "Several people heard you two. What is wrong with you, House?"

"Well, I'm anus-peptic, phrasmotic, even compunctious to have caused you such pericombobulation," House smirked.

Cuddy stared at him in confusion. "What?"

"I'm sorry if Cameron and I got a little loud," House told her. "I just can't seem to keep my hands off the saucy little wench."

Cuddy narrowed her eyes. "I don't know what kind of game you're playing, House, but it ends now. Do you understand me?"

House dropped all pretense of teasing and loomed over her. "I understand that you think my bump on the head has somehow changed my personality. I understand that you have a problem with the fact that I got in touch with Cameron. What you need to understand, Doctor Cuddy, is that I'm not playing a game. I want Cameron here. My accent may be different but nothing else about me is. Do you understand me?"

Cuddy stared up at him and then looked away. "No more sex in your office. It isn't appropriate," she told him.

House folded his arms. "Well, you would know all about what is and isn't appropriate for the workplace."

"When do you plan to return to work?" she asked him.

"In two weeks," he told her. "Unless I decide to go back to Chicago with Cameron."

Cuddy looked at him in shock. She turned slowly and walked toward the door. House limped forward and opened it for her.

"Leaving so soon, Doctor?" he asked. "Not staying for your pendigestatery interludicule?"

"There is something wrong with you," Cuddy told him.

House shut the door and turned to Cameron.

"What was all that?" she asked.

He smiled. "Haven't you ever seen Blackadder?"

He joined her on the couch. "Now, where were we?" he asked with a mischievous grin.

"I believe you promised sex with the lights on," she grinned back as she snuggled up to him and ran her fingers through his hair as she lightly massaged his temples.

"Did you mean it when you said you might come back to Chicago with me?"

House looked away from her. "I…don't know. It was sort of said in the heat of the moment and…"

Cameron placed a kiss on his cheek. "It's okay, House. I didn't come out here to convince you to come back with me."

"Why did you come here then?"

"You sounded sad when you called me last time. That's a small part of the reason I called you back when you sent me the beautiful roses. Other than not wanting you to be here by yourself after a bad head injury, I missed you. I fought with myself over it for hours…"

House chuckled. "Hours, huh?"

Cameron playfully slapped his chest. "Shut up!"

"Hey! Save the BDSM for the dungeon," he laughed again as he shifted his position on the couch.

"Oh? Do you have a dungeon, Dr. House?"

"Yes, it's where I keep all the naughty nurses."

"Now you're just being silly. Come on," she said and climbed off his lap, "you promised me sex with the lights on."

House rolled his eyes but took her offered hand as he allowed her to lead him to the bedroom. Once there, he went around the room and turned on every light possible, making her giggle with nervous anticipation. Why she was nervous, she didn't even know. But she had a feeling she was going to experience something more than what she bargained for.

"C'mere you saucy wench, you," he said with a smile as he held his arms open for her. She almost leaped across the bed to get to him and once in his arms, he kissed her deeply, running his fingers through her long hair as his other hand slid down her back.

He took a step forward until her knees hit the side of the bed and lowered her slowly onto it. He had a gentle expression in his eyes, one she hadn't seen before, and it made her heart swell. The three words that had been in the back of her mind were coming to the forefront and she stopped herself from blurting them out just then.

His lips felt softer than usual as he nuzzled her neck, nibbled her ear and tickled her skin with his beard while she felt tingles all over her body.

His hand moved slowly over her stomach, slid underneath her shirt and massaged one of her breasts through the lace while the other hand softly stroked her cheek while he placed kisses on her neck and throat.

"Let's try this again," he whispered as he reached for the clasp of the bra and unhooked it expertly with one hand. Then he pulled her shirt over her head once more that evening, along with her bra and dropped both items on the floor.

Cameron reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head so they could rub their chests against each other. It felt amazing and they both shuddered at the closeness it brought them.

His lips softly brushed against hers once again as he straddled her and began to unzip her pants, slipping a hand inside and stroking her gently through the fabric of her panties. Her eyes fluttered closed and she squirmed against his fingers to get more contact but he teased her by pulling his hand away.

"House," she groaned.

He pulled her pants slowly down over her legs and placed kisses along the inside of her thigh as he did so. He loved the feel of her skin and the way it felt like satin against his lips as he kissed her everywhere. He then pulled off her panties and tossed them over his shoulder. "This was a very good idea," he whispered between kisses. His tongue teased her belly button and she arched her back. "I love being able to see you. All of you," he added with a nip to her neck for emphasis.

"I thought you might like it. But it's for my benefit too," she replied.

He placed a finger over her lips. "Shhh," House's mouth crashed against hers and he rolled her over so they were on their sides and he was spooning behind her. It was very awkward kissing him at that angle but it somehow seemed even more erotic. He was now able to move his hands everywhere as she rubbed her bottom against his erection, making it even more obvious how much he desired her.

"So sexy," he murmured in her ear as he rubbed himself against her in a rhythmic motion as his hands cupped her breasts and played with her nipples.

"Oh God…" she moaned as he playfully thrust against her a couple of times while one hand slipped between her legs and began stroking her.

"Want me to stop?" he chuckled.

"House…please…." She breathed as she felt his erection between her legs.

"Please what?"

"Just…I don't know…You're driving me insane!"

He moved his hands slowly all over her body so he could feel her hot skin. He used the tips of his fingers to touch her ever so slightly, enjoying her soft moans of pleasure with every stroke and every kiss. This is what he wanted more than anything else. What he had needed from her. And she was completely giving herself to him.

That was the moment when he decided their relationship would not just be about sex. He wanted much more than that with her.

Cameron sensed his hesitation and looked back at him. "What are you thinking about?"

He shook his head to clear it and smiled at her reassuringly. "About how I'm going to roll you onto your back, hold your hands down and make mad, passionate love to you until you're screaming my name."

In that English accent, and that soft tone of voice, she almost orgasmed right at that moment. He reached for a condom from the drawer, put it on and when he did indeed roll her onto her back, moved on top of her and held her hands down, she didn't even have a chance to think before he was inside of her. He thrust in long, deep strokes but kept a slow rhythm throughout. She could see the concentration in his eyes as he looked into hers and it was so intense that she had to look away. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his hips, being mindful of his right side and he slid one hand over her thigh, hitching it up even higher so as to get even deeper with each thrust until she felt like he might tear her in half.

She was so close already. She could almost see the finish line approaching and her toes curled as her back arched.

"Harder…oh God…Greg!"

It was the first time she'd ever called him by his first name and it was almost his undoing.

"Say it again…" he panted, still thrusting harder than ever.

"Greg…"

He released her hands and wrapped his arms around her upper body as they rolled over so she was on top. Now Cameron was in control and she intended on making the most of it. Leaning over him, she was able to control the speed and the angle of each thrust so he hit that one spot each time. It didn't take long for her to tumble over the edge, screaming his first name as she went, and taking him with her.

They lay together, flushed, sweaty, and laughing like children at their vigorous lovemaking, but neither of them said anything, both lost in their own thoughts. Eventually, House got up to use the bathroom and turned out all the lights before returning to bed. Cameron was already in a deep sleep as he pulled the covers over them and pulled her close as he fell asleep within minutes.

A/N: More to come so stay tuned! Thanks for reading and reviewing! You guys rock!