Author's Note: This is another short chapter, but don't worry there will be many more to come.
Chapter 7
Playing Suite
House slid, as best he could without hurting himself, from the bar stool he was sitting on.
He couldn't believe that he was taking Cameron up to his suite...hell...he couldn't believe that he had ever compared Cameron to lobby art. She was way more beautiful than anything that anyone out hang in a lobby. Especially when he had just kissed her and all the emotions she had hidden earlier clouded her eyes.
House wrapped his arm around Cameron's slender waist and the two of them made their way awkwardly to the elevator.
The elevator took forever to come down, when it finally did House pulled Cameron into the empty elevator car. He pressed the 7 to get them to their floor, the doors closed and the elevator jerked in to action.
House was impatient, he pushed down on the stop button. The elevator jerked to a stop, he grabbed Cameron and pushed her against the side of the car. They kissed as if kissing was going out of style, House's hand found its way up the front of her blouse. There were like this until House pulled away from the kiss to nibble on the nape of Cameron's neck. She sighed.
"House," she gasped.
"Uum," he mumbled against the delicate skin of her neck.
"Cameras," she whispered.
With a grunt House pulled away and pressed the button to go.
The elevator came to a stop on the 7th floor and they stumbled out. He led her to the door of his suite, he fumbled a moment with his key, but finally the door was open. Cameron surprised him by pulling his head down and awkwardly leading them in to the room.
House barely had time to turn on the light before he was being pulled down unto the couch. Cameron had been waiting for this to happen way too long to want to turn back now.
Their limbs were tangle and somehow House had managed to remove Cameron's blouse, I am not such how, but he did.
House trailed his lip down the side of her neck, across her shoulder and down to the soft swells of her breast. He was tracing the wetness of his tongue around her nipple through the lace of her bra, when it hit him, 'Not like this'.
House pulled away from Cameron and she protest by trying to pull his back towards her.
"No," House said startling Cameron.
She couldn't believe he was doing this, not now.
House saw the disappointment in her eyes.
"No Allison," he said trying to reassure her, "it's not like that. I want this, just not here and
definitely not like this."
"Bedroom?"
"No, I meant..." he paused, trying to phrase it just right, "I want it to mean more. More than just having sex after having a few drinks."
House eased himself off her, she smiled at and picked her blouse up from the spot it had landed.
She got it now, he didn't want her to get hurt.
Cameron finished putting on her blouse and straightened her hair. She got up to leave but House grabbed her wrist preventing her from doing so.
"Stay," that was all she needed to hear.
She sat back down on the couch, but this time as far as possible from him.
House didn't like that, he pulled her close to him and placed his arm around her shoulder. He smiled when he felt her snuggle into his side and rested her head against his chest.
House took up the TV remote and turned on the TV. He scrolled through the channels until he came across the Texas Chain Saw Massacre.
"Want to watch?" he asked Cameron.
"No!" He chuckled at her no and continued scrolling.
They finally on watching Charlie's Angels on TBS, mind for two different reasons but they agreed none the less.
It was already pass ten in the night when they started to watch and halfway in to the movie House felt Cameron's breathing slow as she fell asleep.
House watched out the rest of the movie and an episode of Friends before he decided that it made no sense to stay where he was, no matter how warm Cameron felt beside him. He shook Cameron gently and when she stirred he led her to the bedroom, he couldn't very well make her go back to her own room now could he.
House helped Cameron out of her blouse and jeans, stepped out of his jeans and then they both climbed into the bed. Cameron snuggled up to House and soon she was fast asleep.
'I am going to need a cold shower, a very cold shower in the morning,' was the last thought
House had before cuddling closer to Cameron and letting sleep overcome his mind.
Author's Note: You didn't seriously believe that I would make them do the nasty on the first night? Don't forget to read the next chapter Morning After the Night Before.
