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I actually changed my mind on this chapter after my last update, so don't be surprised if it's not all about what I told you it would be in the previous chapter [ LOL does that make sense ?? ].

Ok so this chapter is STRONGLY rated T, so read it at your own risk. I had a lot of fun writing it and I hope all of you who wanted a little bit of smutty scenes are going to be satisfied.

Read and enjoy XD

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Chapter 8 – Pushing the button

'Good morning wifey!' House's voice echoed loudly in hospital's lobby.

Cuddy sighed at his presence and grabbed him by the arm. She dragged him to a quiet corner of the lobby.

'If you want to make out with me so badly, all you have to do is ask.'

She turned around in order to face him, her eyes sparkling with anger.

'House, she hissed, all the hospital thinks that we are married already; you don't have to yell it throughout the lobby. If any member of the board finds out that this is all a lie, we could get fired!'

'I have a strange déjà-vu feeling. Now I remember! The last time you said that ensued...' he approached her and put a hand around her waist. She bushed and slapped his hand away.

'That was a mistake. I was angry and desperate, you were teasing and flirtatious. It was a momentarily lapse...'

He leaned to her ear, his hot breath sending chills down the length of her body.

'Please Cuddy, fake marriage or not, you are still so hot for me. Don't deny it.'

She pushed him away and glared at him.

'I. Am. Not.'

'Didn't anybody ever tell you that lying is bad?' She smirked at him.

'Oh please, I am not the one here who's kissing people out of the blue. Admit it: you want me.'

'Interesting you're deflecting.'

She kept a witty smirk and approached him once more. Like he did a moment before, she leaned towards his ear.

'You're deflecting.'

She turned around before flashing him one last victorious smile. He chuckled.

'So I'll see you tonight sweetheart!' House yelled throughout the lobby. She didn't turn around. He looked at her mischievously. If she wanted to play dirty, so was he.

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'Happy birthday Wilson!' House cried out as he entered the oncologist's office.

'Wow you actually remembered!' Wilson sounded impressed.

'How could I forget my best friend's birthday? I am shocked at the lack of trust!' House held out a hand to his chest in an attempt of a more dramatic effect.

'Oh I'm sorry but what exactly did you get me for my birthday last year?'

House frowned trying to remember.

'I can tell you: nothing! You actually forgot!'

'But what could be better than my presence in your life? Isn't that the best present you could ever get?!'

Wilson sighed.

'Keep telling yourself that House.'

'You would be surprised.' House barely whispered as Wilson raised an intriguing eyebrow.

'Anyway, as much as wishing you a happy birthday was fun, I need to go save lives.'

House smiled one last, mischief sparkling through his eyes and walked out of the oncologist's office.

Wilson sighed. What was he up to?

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'House!'

House was startled by Cuddy's sudden appearance. He was laying on the exam table, reading a magazine and sucking on a red lollipop.

'House you really think I wouldn't be able to find you here?!'

'I would more use the word 'hope'...'

'House, she sighed angrily, this is actually an exam room as a room to examine patients!'

'Oh my bad I thought this was the janitor's closet! It looked big for a closet but you know I'm not the one in charge of the hospital's budget...'

She approached him angrily as he sat up. She stopped in front of him, staring straight into his eyes.

'Are you genetically programmed to annoy me?! You are going to get out of this table and the next time you are going to enter this room it will be with a patient.'

He smirked and grabbed her arm. She let a gasp as he pushed her against the table, their faces now inches apart.

'Admit it Cuddy, me making you angry turns you on.'

She scoffed at him although her heart was betting faster to the feeling of his touch.

'I think you're the one who is most turned on right now. I am not the one who keeps pushing the other one against tables.' She smiled at him victoriously.

'Oh please. Just admit it: you are way more hot for me than I am for you. '

She approached him and whispered in his ear.

'Wanna bet on that?' He chuckled.

'Name the stakes.'

'The first one who folds, looses.'

'So you're basically saying that you want to prove who is the most turned by whom. Define 'folds'.'

'Any display of affection... Basically the one who jumps on the other first.'

'Say the three magic words and I'm in.' She smiled and looked at him straight in his blue eyes.

'I dare you.'

'Very well. Let the games begin!'

He smirked at her and got up the exam table. Their bodies were now pressed firmly against each other as they were staring at each other defiantly. Cuddy was the one who broke off the eye contact as she turned around and left the room. House smirked. She was so going down!

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Wilson was in his car thinking of the day he just had. One of his patient, diagnosed with lung cancer a few months ago, had died. He sighed. It was always hard for him when he lost a patient although he did happen often. He stopped in front of his apartment. Quickly getting out of his car, he climbed up the stairs to his apartment. Taking out his keys, he opened the door.

'Happy birthday!' Wilson gasped at the scene before him. His living room was crammed with people. Exactly like Chase's bachelor party, strippers where dancing around, wearing nothing more than small lingerie. House grabbed Wilson's shoulder and held out a glass.

'Surprise!'

'Ho..use… what is this ?!?' Wilson blurted out confused.

'Well you complained that Iast year I forgot about your birthday so…. I thought this party would make up for it.'

'But why? I mean What….? I mean..'

'Less talking more drinking, House cut him off, I even have a little surprise for you.' House wiggled his eyebrow as a tall brunette stood in front of them.

'James! Happy Birthday!' The girl hugged him as he looked at her confused.

'Karamel?!?' He shot a glare at House and realized he was already gone. He sighed. This was going to be a long night.

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'And the strippers had to be necessary.' Cuddy approached House as he was staring at one of the stripers dancing on a pole.

'What's a birthday without strippers? I mean it's like Christmas without Santa Claus.'

'I like the way you're turning a sweet children's myth into a dirty analogy.'

'Oh please you're just jealous. You could never do what this woman is doing on that pole.'

'If I wanted I could but then I don't think you'll be able to resist me after that.' She smirked at him.

'I'm willing to take that chance.'

'You really don't think I'll go up there do you?' She looked at him defiantly.

'I know you won't.' He shot her his signature smirk.

She looked at him for a few seconds and held him out her drink.

'Guard my drink.'

She shot him the same smirk and walked towards the pole where the stripper had just stepped out. House widened his eyes as Cuddy grabbed firmly the pole. She pressed her body against the metal bar and slowly swung her thighs to the music.

She trailed her hands down the length of her body. House widened his eyes as gently grazed her thighs. She chuckled mischievously and turned around the pole, her body still pressed against the bar. She ran a hand through her hair and removed the hair tie that was holding her hair in a pony tail. She swift her head to the sides as her hair slowly spread across her face.

She bit her bottom seductively never breaking eye contact with House who was mesmerized by the situation. She went down on her knees, her hips still moving at the rhythm of the music. She slowly went back up and started removing the buttons of her blouse. She removed her top in one swift motion revealing a small black bra.

She turned around and grabbed the pole. She bent her head back as she swung her hips to the music. In a quick motion, she pressed her chest against the pole and started going down once more. She was wearing a tight skirt with a zipper on the side. Slowly, she removed her skirt and let it slid down her body.

She was now dressed like most of the strippers and chuckled as she saw House watching her in awe. Cuddy faced the metal bar and spread her legs around it. She slid her hands down her back, finding the hook of her bra.

She pressed two fingers against it but didn't open it. Instead she turned around and her finger grazed her lips. She winked at House and pressed her back against the pole slowly going around it as she clang on the bar high with her left hand.

House shrouded as a hand lay upon his shoulder. He turned is hand slightly without breaking eye contact with Cuddy. Chase was standing next to House, his mouth slightly ajar as he stared at Cuddy.

'Is that...??! Chase asked in utter shock.

'I have no idea.' House blurted out, still mesmerized by Cuddy's dance.

Cuddy watched the two men in amusement. She slowly slid down the pole one last time. One of the strippers soon replaced her as Cuddy approached House, still wearing nothing more than an underwear and a bra.

She looked at him seductively and slid a finger down his chest. He cleared his throat, trying his hardest not to press her against the wall and take her right now and then. She leaned towards his ear.

'So who's turned on by whom now?'

He slapped her hand away that was dangerously going down his stomach. She raised an eyebrow and smiled at him cockily and turned around, swaying her bare hips as she disappeared through the crowd. Oh she was good; he thought to himself, she was very good.

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'So tell me how many cold showers you had to take last night?'

Cuddy was leaning against the nurse's counter as she stood next to House.

'Why would I have to take cold showers?' He raised an eyebrow faking an intrigued expression.

'Oh ple-ase. You were drooling all over me yesterday. Face it: you are going to lose.' She smirked at him cockily.

'I wouldn't be so sure about that.'

'Whatever makes you feel better.'

She grabbed the coffee on the counter that the nurse usually laid out for her in the morning. She took a step towards House and stop as their shoulders were pressed against each other. She merely whispered to him.

'You're still going down, you are aware of that aren't you?'

He chuckled and before she could walk away, grabbed her firmly by the wrist. He pushed her against the nurse's counter as she almost lost her balance in the process. She was now pressed between the counter and House's strong body and had no way of escape. She desperately tried to hide her nervousness as she shot House an angry glare.

He pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, a devilish smirk spread across his face. He gently grazed cheeks as she inhaled deeply at the sense of his touch. Although she would never admit it, he had a strong power over her that she could not control. He leaned towards her ear and whispered to her in a low yet seductive voice.

'I wouldn't bet on that if I were you…'

He smirked and moved his faces a few inches to hers as their lips were practically now touching. She opened her mouth slightly as she closed her eyes. His hand ran down her neck as he relished in the feel of her ivory skin against the palm of his hand. All she had to do was leaned a little forward in order to kiss him. She wanted his lips so badly and was completely lost in the sense of his touch. She could already feel the taste of his lips and the sensation of his hot breath running chills down the length of her body.

She suddenly snapped out of her semi-coma state realizing House's devilish plan to distract her. She put her two hands on his chest and pushed him away. She shot him a glare although she was more angry at herself for losing her focus so easily.

He gave her his signature smirk and raised one eyebrow like he was saying 'I told you so'. She took a deep breath and walked confidently towards her office, taking a big sip of her coffee she had grabbed off the nurse's counter. The feel of the hot beverage running down her throat made her feel better and took her mind of House for a few seconds. Damn he was good!

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Fifteen minutes and a strong dose of caffeine later, Cuddy was walking through the hospital corridor hoping to find Wilson. Suddenly a strange feeling invaded her body. She stopped and realized her breathing rhythm had increased. To her astonishment, she did not feel pain but a strong urge of lust invading slowly her body. She panicked as she realized that she was becoming aroused for no reason in the middle of the hospital lobby. She leaned against the hospital wall trying to calm herself.

'Lisa are you ok?'

Cuddy opened her eyes as Wilson and House stood in front of her. The oncologist put a worring hand on her shoulder but it actually made things worst. The sense of his touch sent shivers down her spine. She clenched her fists and bit her bottom lip trying her hardest not to jump on Wilson. House was looking at her, mischief sparkling through his eyes. As she glanced at him it suddenly dawned on her.

'House what did you do?!?' she hissed.

'Me? I didn't do anything.' He lied albeit an apparent smirk on his face.

She frowned. 'Yes you did! You must have… my coffee!' she realized.

She approached him angrily, her heels clicking on the marble floor.

'What. Did. You. Put. In. It!?!' House fainted a confused expression.

'I may have intentionally let a few Viagra pills fall in it…'

She gasped and clenched harder on her fists angrily. Wilson was watching the two of them slightly amused.

'You… you…you WHAT !!!??!' She was on the edge of hyperventilating.

'I don't know they just slipped right through my hand. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself. You're the one who took the coffee.' He looked at her innocently.

She bit her bottom lip to avoid screaming. The effect of the pills increased by the second as she was now unsure if she felt more aroused or more angry. She could not look at him straight in his deep blue eyes as she was barely controlling her urges to jump on him in the middle of the hospital. She ran her fingers through her hair trying to control her breathing rhythm. She turned around and run up to the nearest bathroom. Wilson and House watched her disappear through the corridor in amusement.

'What was that about?' Wilson broke off the silence. House chuckled devilishly.

'Let's just say I'm winning.' House grinned at Wilson as the oncologist let out a sigh. These two were unbelievable!

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After splashing her face with cold water for at least a hundred times, she managed to calm herself a little bit despite the feeling of lust still present in every inched of her body. She decided to take a nap in her office to let the effect of the pills flow away.

She stepped quickly in the elevator, finding it empty, and pushed the button to the hospital lobby. As the doors were about to close, House slid through the elevator's doors. Cuddy suddenly realized his presence but it was too late.

He smirked at her and pressed the emergency button as the elevator abruptly stopped. Cuddy realized his cunning plan as she had no way of escaping. She decided to ignore the effect of the pills as best as she could and held up an angry glare. She tried to push back the emergency button but House interposed himself in front of her.

'If you want to press this button you're going to have to press another one first.'

She gulped as he trailed a finger dangerously down her arm. She pushed his hand away albeit unwillingly, mustering all her strength to fight her hormone imbalance. He pressed his body against hers, staring deep into her eyes.

Her heart was betting dangerously fast. She felt like her body was on fire. She clenched her fists, not wanting to admit defeat.

'House! Move!' She hissed angrily.

'Make me.' He dared her.

She grabbed one of his arms and tried to push him aside. He was surprisingly strong and her efforts were vain. Their bodies were still dangerously close. She sighed and closed her eyes. When she opened them once more, they were burning with lust. She smirked and released her grasp.

'Hell you put me in this situation; you're going to get me out of it!' Before he could retort she threw her body on his and their lips crushed violently against each other as he was pressed against the elevator wall. He was surprised by her sudden actions but quickly responded with the same passion.

She had never felt so much desire and did not want to waste any time. She needed him right now! She quickly unbuttoned his shirt and shoved it to the side. Her hands slid down his chest. His lips moved to her neck. She moaned at the sensation of his hot tongue on her skin.

As she was about to remove his pants, a small tingling sound echoed through the elevator and the doors opened. Three doctors and one nurse gasped as they laid eyes on the two of them. Cuddy realized that by pushing House against the metallic wall, they must have pressed the emergency button accidently.

Cuddy blushed slightly at the situation as House put his shirt quickly back on. They both stepped out of the elevator embarrassed as one of the doctors cleared his throat uncomfortable by the situation. The elevator doors closed once again and Cuddy sighed in relief.

'This was fun! Next time you have an itch, I…'

'House!, she said obviously not amused, what happened in there was the pills talking. Next time you ever do something like that, I promise I will kill you!'

'The slipping you Viagra thing or the trapping you in the elevator thing?' He asked mischievously.

She shot him a glare but before she could turn around he spoke once more.

'Oh and I win!' he said proudly.

'You cheated.' She harshly retorted.

'I did not! There was no 'no use of Viagra' rule.'

She closed her eyes in defeat and turned around. House's voice echoed though the lobby.

'Hope you have a nice cold shower my dear because you're going to need one...'

She did not turn around but clenched her fists in frustration. Damn he knew how to push her buttons. Metaphorically and literally that was…

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Thanks for reading. No worries the 'fake marriage' line will definitely come back in future chapters.

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