Sorry it took me so long to update this, I never meant to leave you so long but exams have hit me like a steam train….and has run me into the rail tracks. Tis SHITTY I TELL YOU why oh why oh why am I here…I want to run away to Barbados and lie on a desert island…I dunno maybe I can sell ma kidney for the money to get there lol.

Anyway this wasn't going to be as smutty as it ended up but I thought I'd be nice as I left you hanging…and like we all have exams and I know fics give me pleasure so hopefully this will for you guys too.

Oh and OMFG….thank you so much for the reviews. I've never had so many ever before…this treat em mean keep em keen thing seems to work lol!! I would reply to you all but it will probably take up the same amount of space and time as the story did! So I send you all many, many, many hugs and happy Huddy thoughts!!

Enjoy :D

Scarlett xxxxx

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Momentary Pleasure

He froze, his heart hammering, words rattling around him. He shook his head, unsure he'd really heard her right.

'Sorry say that again,'

Her hand had moved, sliding down between his legs, grazing him through the Denim.

He gritted his teeth holding back a gasp; yep he'd heard her right.

But there was no way she was getting it that easy. Playing hard to get all day just to change her mind and think he'd roll over to be ridden. He didn't think so, his hand clamped down over hers.

'Why is what you want any concern of mine?'

He felt her breath against his ear and squeezed his eyes shut trying to remain strong as the breath of her words slowly tickled over his cheek. 'I would have thought that was obvious.'

'Enlighten me.'

She squeezed her palm, cupping him, her forwardness making it hard for him to think, and he had a feeling that was her plan. He heard her giggle, deep throaty, the sound tingling its way down his spine, centring in beneath her fingers tips. 'I intend to,'

He growled, half in desire, half in annoyance and frustration; he wouldn't let himself be so easily played. 'I thought we'd decided this wasn't going to happen again.'

She dragged the tip of her tongue behind his earlobe, teasing taunting. 'Well, if I remember correctly, you wanted it to.'

He had, desperately so, she'd given him a taste of her and whipped it away, now she was dangling it beneath his nose again. He had to stop this. With a growl he ripped her hand from him, twisting in the dirt, pinning her beneath him, holding her down. 'and you didn't, you made that perfectly clear.'

She frowned, 'I've changed my mind.'

He forced his face to keep a straight expression, trying to cool any heat that might be flaring behind his eyes 'maybe I have too.'

She wiggled, allowing her body to rub between his legs, his cock hardening with every second, giving himself away. Her hips rotated, pressing her body up against him, ripping a groan from between his lips before he was even aware of it. The heat of her skin burned into his, his blood already at boiling point, flooding south through his veins, his brain clouding the anger he'd felt only moments before. His eyes fell to her breasts, straining against his shirt, the creamy tops of them the only thing visible to his eyes.

His eyes moved up, meeting hers, smouldering, burning into his, playful, daring but with a sense of urgency behind them, she was winding herself up as much as him, every game had its consequences, ones in which she needed to learn….and he intended to teach her. If she wanted to play he was willing to, but she wouldn't win.

His fingers curled into hers, lips crashing down onto her own as he dragged his hands down over her arms. She was open to him, abandoned, relishing in his attention unaware of anything other than him. He twisted his fingers into his shirt wanting to rip it open just like the night before, but he couldn't afford to. Cuddy would have nothing left to wear, and as much as he'd love to have her walking round topless for however long they were left here, it would take some explaining when they were finally rescued.

He fumbled, slipping each button from its hole, bearing her to him, exposing her skin to the cold night air, his woman, his prey. He reared up, tearing his lips away, gazing down at her, her hair haloed around her head, lips swollen, dazed, desperate. He dragged his hand over her stomach feeling the muscles tense beneath it, goose bumps breaking out, a shudder shaking her frame, teeth sinking into her lip, helpless beneath him, unable to move.

He descended, his lips grazing over her collar bone, suckling on the curve of her breast, allowing his teeth to nip at the skin as he marked her as his own. She'd begged for him, and he would never let her forget, and this would serve as a reminder for many days to come.

He nipped at the edge of her bra dragging it down, exposing the dark pebbled nipple, flicking his tongue over it. Her back arched, a moan leaking out as she forced her chest higher, wanton, craving him, the sensations he could create. He drew the rose coloured bud into his mouth, suckling caressing, his hands sliding over her hips as she writhed beneath him, each wriggle forcing his resistance away, he would tease her till the end, refuse to crack and give in, give her what she wanted, and right now desperately needed, until she begged for him.

And she would, he'd make sure of it.

His fingers curled into the hem of her skirt, his knuckles stroking the edge of her thighs as he dragged it up, her hips rising automatically to secure it around her waist. He shifted his hips, forcing her thighs apart, her legs falling open as he nestled himself between them. His hand grazed over her core, pride slamming through him at her gasp, a whisper in the wind, a cry of pleasure that she owed to him. He ground the heel of his hand into her, her juices coating it, the lace covering her doing nothing to shield her desire from him.

'You want me?' his voice was deep, gravely, long forgotten how to work.

He sensed her nod, knowing she was lost, mind focused on his hand and its gentle pressure upon the pleasure point between her legs. But a silent confirmation wasn't enough; she could deny it if he ever brought it up, blame his imagination and after today he was not letting her ever deny she wanted him ever again.

'Say it.'

She gasped, as his fingers raked over her, changing the stimulation, drawing her painstaking close to the edge of orgasm.

'Say it, beg,'

'Oh god please.'

'Use my name; beg me not a deity that doesn't exist.'

'House…Greg…please…I…I want you.'

With that he pulled back, and rolled off her, 'that's all I needed to hear.'

………………….

Her eyes snapped open, the cold air rushing in stinging against her heated skin. Her body thrummed, pulsing, painful, un-sated desire coursing through her.

She whipped her head round, eyes falling on his frame, his back now to her, seemingly unaffected by the last few minutes, acting as though nothing had happened.

'You bastard.'

'That's what you get for the mistake you made with the morning after…next time make sure you don't do someone you might regret.'

'I didn't regret it.'

'Then what was this morning, duel personality syndrome'

'This morning was the fact you're an arrogant ass kicking in, you'd use this to blackmail me.'

'Such a high opinion of me'

'Well can you blame me?'

'No but it would have been nice if you'd given me a chance.'

'You've had many chances in many things.'

'And yet you refuse to give me one with you. It was a mumble but she heard it anyway, the light wind carrying it to her.'

She sighed frustrated and horny, he'd seduced her and fled just before she hit her peak, and she wasn't leaving it there. Her hands slid over his shoulders, slamming him on to his back, swinging her right leg over his hips. 'I'm giving you a chance now.'

'Too late'

She ground down against him, smiling when his hands shot up to grip her hips in an attempt to restrain her, 'Is it?'

He was just as turned on as she was, his nonchalance all an act. She'd hurt him and he wanted her to pay, but his hardness gave him away, she could feel his urgency pressing against her thigh her body shifting slightly to slowly grind it against her core, bolts of pleasure making her muscles contract.

Her hands rested against his hips, torso bare before his eyes, overwhelmed with the sense of power as his baby blues gazed up at her, glazed over, caressing her body, darkening with every inch, descending lower, falling on her thighs no longer hidden by her skirt, skin bare and shining, holding him between her legs.

She lowered her lips to his chest, never taking her eyes off his, slowly flicking her tongue out touching the tip to his warm skin, dragging a line up. She watched his eyes widen, head falling back with pleasure as she nipped at his nipple before raking her tongue over it, stimulating his senses even more, the gasps breaking from between his lips giving away his sensory overload.

Desperation had taken over, she felt his hand slipped into the bands resting on her hips, twisting, tugging, ignoring her shouts of protest as he tore her panties from her. She felt the sting of the material tugging before it finally gave way, the thin bits of material cutting into her skin, an antithesis to the building hum of need already wracking her frame.

If they ever were discovered she was going to have some explaining to do about her and House's sudden lack of clothing. Her thoughts were stemmed with a sudden move from House, bucking his hips lifting her from him a small enough gap to allow him to slide between them, situating her further up his body, core now resting against his chest. shock thrummed though her, not knowing what he was up to, his hands circling round her thighs, tugging…hard. She squeal when she ended up inches away from his face, falling forward knees now either side of his head, hands holding her up, eyes wide looking down into his face which seemed to sparkle with excitement. With a sudden flick his tongue struck out, hitting her clit sending a bolt through her body, the electricity causing her spine to snap back, body ridged as every muscle tensed.

She then felt his tongue part her folds, hands slipping over the tops of her thighs pinning her sodden core to his face, which was now buried between her legs. She hovered above him, his tongue twirling and lapping, a sharp flick before burrowing his way in, each strike unpredictable, her body unable to anticipate them, caught by surprise each time, the pleasurable shock building behind her eyes, her juices flowing faster with the excessive stimulation. His nose rubbed against her clit, her voice crying out as the sensation became too much, wanting to get away and closer at the same time, desperate, her orgasm rapidly bubbling up, building.

'Jesus,' breathless, raw, leaking out as her hips attempted to roll. She felt his giggle, the warm breath shoot over her oversensitive nub, vibrating through her….with one final grind of her hips her orgasm crashed over her, the desire finally break free from her body, cumming over his face, feeling his tongue lap up every last drop that leaked from her.

Her body fell limp, falling forward, forcing herself to slide down his body, eyes meeting with his, and the grin blossoming over his face, which now glistened with her cream. He knew he'd just given her something she'd never forget, and it made her wonder what her stubbornness could have deprived her of.

Her heart was hammering; mouth drawing in short sharp inhales of breath as she gathered back the depleted oxygen into her lungs. With a grin that matched his own, she allowed herself to close the short distance between them, dragging her lips over his checks cleansing her essence from him before closing her lips over his own, tongues tangling together, sharing the tangy taste of her body.

She began her decent, butterfly kisses over his jugular, the adams apple bobbing beneath her lips, her nails raked over his nipples as she let her lips trace the happy trail down his stomach, a smile breaking out as she felt his muscles going taught with anticipation. Her fingers twisted releasing him from the confines of his jeans, erection straining to be free, tugging the zipper down painfully slow before allowing her hand to dive beneath the band of his boxers and slip around his cock. He bucked into her hand, as she pulled him out into the cold night air. She brought her mouth down, tongue grazing the tip dipping into his slit before twirling around it, coating each inch of skin. It acted as a lubricant her hand now able to slide smoothly over him, returning the favour determined to drive him over the edge as hard as he had with her, he wasn't the only one who was good with his hands, and she had every intention of, as he'd say, putting her mouth to better use.

She smiled to herself, ears picking up the expletives bursting from between his lips his arm tossed over his eyes as he lost himself in the actions of her hand. Her other hand slid to his balls, dragging one nail lightly over them making him hiss before massaging them between his fingers.

Crack!

He was so close she ignored the noise, not wanting to miss the time when she finally forced him over the edge. Her eyes watched her hand stroking him rhythmically, feeling the ridges beneath her finger tips, his shaft so hard in her hand.

'Fuck…Cuddy.'

She continued, until his hand slammed round her own. Fuck…stop…otherwise this orgasm will be the last thing I ever experience, and although it's a good way to go I would like to live to experience many more.

She frowned, not understanding what was going on….

Until she heard a deep growl behind her.

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DUN DUN DUN….uh oh something has arrived and might want to nibble on them :s. although I wouldn't eat house right now….he's going to be a little bit….hard :P. hehehehe. Please leave a review I will attempt to be quick on the update this time. Although lets be honest macro is killing me…I have 2 weeks left to revise for five exams. :(….i'm doomed.