Chapter 10

Disclaimer: I do not own House nor the Game Boy he plays.

House pulled back after a brief kiss with Cuddy. Her eyes were still closed as if savoring his taste, sweet like chocolate but not quite fulfilling. When her eyes opened, she was left staring into the face of Gregory House who kept his eyes glued to the floor.

Why did he do that? Cuddy had no explanation for House's behavior because she doubted that he knew the cause of his recent action. She touched her crimson lips flushed with passion.

House finally looked at her with a pained look. Please accept me.

Cuddy reached out to brush his cheeks, her silk hands brushing the finely chiseled stubble. House brought his eyes to hers and stepped in closer for a second kiss...

"No commitment."

What? Her words stung him. What does that mean? I want a baby with you, but nothing more? House glanced down at his crotch. She really only does want you.

Cuddy gazed into House's blue eyes keeping her eyes firmly focused on his. I don't mean it. I just can't go through another experience like last time…another one night stand with me left picking up the pieces alone….

House stared back. His gaze looked past her.

"Fine."

Did I just say that? I don't mean that…but I …I don't know what to think.

Cuddy nodded.

"So we are in agreement."

House shrugged his shoulders.

"Sure, whatever, as long as I get sex."

Bitter. He's bitter and hurt…well he is always bitter. It might not be me at all.

Cuddy and House walked off toward the bedroom.

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Cuddy sat down on House's pale blue sheets. Too much blue I could drown in this ocean….am I ready?

House watched her with an eager lust teetering on the verge. Cuddy could tell. She had seen that look before so many years ago. A stupid one night stand, a battered friendship, which led to this. What do you call this anyway? A mutual understanding perhaps.

Cuddy slowly removed her blouse painstakingly button by button. House licked his lips. A part of what he said was true: he did want the sex. Another part of it was a complete lie. He did want her just Cuddy anyway he could. I have always wanted you. A stupid, stupid mistake cost me. I am an asshole after all.

Her breasts were free now. In his reverie, House seemed to have missed her removing her bra. Cuddy's eyes wouldn't couldn't? even look at him. Cuddy stood up slowly without thought rubbed her naked breasts firmly in small circles. House felt his member become erect. Not that I wasn't before. He could feel it ready to burst forth from the fire that dwelled within, but yet he remained stoic. She has to make the first move. I will not be just her needle.

Her skirt slipped around her small ankles. House followed the fall with an intense possession. God, this is driving me crazy. When was the last time I had unprotected sex…hmmm….years? Remember she makes the first move.

Cuddy paused. I am completely naked before him in more ways than one. Yet he makes no motion to come to me. Does he not desire me even a little bit anymore? Cuddy kicked her skirt off to the side. She saw House lick his lips intently. Cuddy smiled. He does want me.

The two waited. Should he just strip or wait….His questions were answered when Cuddy came over to him and began to unbutton his jeans. She can feel me. I don't want her to have the control.

House gripped Cuddy's hand with a force even he wasn't aware he had. Cuddy's brow furrowed. He let her go and continued to unbutton his own pants and slide his shirt off. Cuddy understood. No commitment.

House tossed his clothes to the other side of the room. Both stood before the other…waiting. No one moved. Cuddy tried to keep her eyes on House's face but a part of her kept gazing to his hard member. She sighed. I guess it's up to me.

Cuddy gently grabbed House's arm and pulled him closer to the sheets. She paused for a moment before reaching over to the nightstand where she had placed Vicodin before she had undressed.

She held up the bottle rattling it, beckoning House…

"Do you want some? I mean …I don't want you to be in pain…"

House smirked. You don't want the needle to break.

"No, I want to enjoy this glorious moment completely of sound mind and only partially sound body." Besides I am high on Oxycodon right now.

House sat down on the bed next to her. This was extremely slow and if something didn't happen fast he was about to take matters in his own hand…the right one preferably.

Cuddy reached over to put him on top of her. He carefully fixed himself on her to where his leg was comfortable. He didn't know if he should push on though so he decided to torture her for a moment as non committal as possible.

House placed his lips gently around her nipples sweetly encasing them with little nibbles and licks. He could feel her breath quicken and a small push on his back to bring him closer to her. House blew cool air on her wet breasts causing a low moan to rise beneath the sheets. He continued his kisses along to her navel. He placed a warm hand on her pubic hair and began tickling it softly with his two fingers. Cuddy's eyes brightened as her gaze met his. House had no expression. He found her clit and began to massage it in small circles building pressure within. Cuddy was starting to moan consistently matching the waves of pleasure she felt coursing through her being. House was even beginning to find his "experiment" was going awry. His penis was started to pulsate from her reaction. Not yet, big guy.

Cuddy felt differently. She reached over to pull him directly on top. House felt it. It was a moment….not sexual…similar as before…but different.

"Greg…"

Don't you dare. House buried his head in her hair fighting the urge to kiss her. Cuddy bit her lower lip and fought back the tears that threatened to overwhelm her. House slid his warm member into her. Cuddy tightened her grip on his back. She felt like crying. Not because of pain…just because. Maybe her dream of a child would come true….maybe.

House pushed harder and harder resisting the longing he had to mate his lips with hers.

The intensity was too much to bear. House could feel his body begin to explode and his lips made their way to little kisses on her neck. Cuddy gripped him tighter. Just a little more House…I am there too…

. House dropped sweaty and fulfilled leaving Cuddy struggling to manage her gasps.

"God that was good." House said as he rolled onto his back. He reached over to the nightstand and turned on his Game boy.

Cuddy, panting and confused, merely stared.

"What?"

Is he really that oblivious?

"Do you think…Ah…could you…"

He wasn't making this easy.

"What? Unfulfilled are we? Sorry, no commitment guy here. Why don't you help yourself with your ten fingers? Oh, and be sure to leave the cash on the table near the door." I am not going to look at her…crying and moping. She wants no commitment then that's what she gets. I don't make my whores cum. That's not what I pay them for.

Cuddy stood up blinking back salty tears and began to dress.

"You know you really should lie down for several minutes to help…"

"I would prefer to be out of here as quickly as possible," was her reply.

Fine. "Hey, I'm just doing what you asked."

Her words were sharp. "I didn't ask you to be and ass."

She stormed off to the living room before opening the door.

"Remember," House called from the bedroom, "No commitment guy here for you."

Cuddy slammed the door shut.

Damn. House threw his Gameboy against the wall watching it shatter into pieces. The needle has broken.

Hope you guys liked it. Sorry I took so long to update. This is my holiday present to you all. Please review! I tried to allow them to have sex while keeping them in character which is not easy. I hope I pulled it off somewhat.

Next up: Spoilers continue what happens to House after he OD's in Merry Little Christmas? Tritter perhaps….?