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A/N: Alright, so as I promised, Majority rule and guess what, a majority wanted M. Sorry to those who wanted it to stay T, if I had said it must be unanimus I would have found a compromise but I said majority. If those of you who wanted it to stay T still want to read just skip the whole first part. Ik this chapter is a little shorter than usual and rushed but it's just a filler lol. I had no idea about Huddy weekend. Thank my beta Iane Casey for editing and writing the smut. And thank you to everyone who voted and everyone who read in the month of October. All you awesome readers helped me reach a new record of 9000+ hits thanks!!!!!!!! Sorry for any OOC and I hope you all like it!

Cuddy was enjoying their lips gliding against each other like they have been so used to it. Her heart skipped a beat when House's lips diverted to her cheek and kissed her so lightly there and whispered words to her ear that made her blush and shiver at the same time.

"I want you," House whispered to Cuddy ear, making her blush and shiver. She nodded and he kissed her at the back of her ear again almost causing her to giggle.

Cuddy was lost in his touch, lost in his kisses. She ran her hands from his neck to his hair and back while mewling at his actions. She wanted things to go faster but she didn't want the feeling to end. She felt loved, cared for. House's gentle caresses on her lower back left her sighing in contentment and bliss. He was treating her like she was so fragile that she'd break at the slightest rough movement.

To House's surprise Cuddy let go of him and raised her arms up as a signal for him to undress her. His eyes glimmered in a baby blue haze of desire and flames that licked her skin singing her unbearably. His hands brushed against her skin as he undressed her. Reaching behind her to unclasp her bra, Cuddy gently pushed down his hands nonverbally telling him she wanted to do it herself.

House drank in the sight of her in nothing but her thongs and her bra. She was on his lap for Christ's sake! The pads of his fingers drummed on her skin like he was playing the piano.

Instead of unclasping her bra, she noticed he still had so many articles of clothing on so she started unbuttoning his suit after removing his jacket. House was supposed to start whining but she shut him up with her mouth on his, kissing him fervently while continuing to undress him.

Before he could wrap his arms around her again and try to unclasp her bra she stood up and took hold of his hand and led him to her bedroom. They silently entered her bedroom and she lied down on the bed while he removed his slacks and his boxers.

He carefully crawled on top of her and kissed her from her neck and once again claiming her full, luscious lips. "Are you sure you want this?" he asked her, hating that he had to but he didn't want to force this on her. She mattered too much.

"I want you," Cuddy breathlessly whispered while gazing up at his baby blues, her own pair of blues glazing over with a hue of desire. She leaned in and captured his lips in hers and they kissed for reassurance. They both wanted it. Consequences and everything else be damned, they were lost in the moment and they wanted each other.

House pulled down her thong and kissed her everywhere he could. He nipped, licked, sucked and tasted her everywhere he could while she encouraged his ministrations with her sighs, gasps, mewls and moans. She was enjoying every second and minute that he was putting his mouth to better use.

They moaned in pure ecstasy when House surged inside her deep. She gasped as she felt him inside her; felt him above her and inside her. House leaned his forehead on hers and he looked at her. She looked like a goddess with her skin seemingly aglow, her eyes sparkling for him, her mouth slightly ajar at the pleasure she was feeling.

House almost came when he felt her wrapped around him wet and tight. She was better than any drug and he couldn't help the groan that exited his lips. The thought of him inside her was almost enough to make him explode and spill himself inside her but he wanted her to come first.

He started moving, slowly at first wanting to know where she wanted him to hit and how hard, fast or, slow she wanted it. He began moving faster in and out of her grunting and moaning in sync with Cuddy's cries of both pleasurable pain and unrefined bliss.

He kept sliding in and out of her until she couldn't take the pressure anymore and she cried out his name in her climax while her legs wrapped around his waist even tighter and her hands clutched his back wildly as she writhed underneath him.

House let go and came with her releasing himself inside her after some last few thrusts. He claimed her lips and kissed her tenderly all the while going down from their climax. Neither of them could believe that it took more than twenty years for them to finally get together. Silently, they both hoped that they could make it last now that they were together.

He pulled out of her and gathered her up in his arms and kissed her neck, her ear, her cheek and her lips. She melted into him and sighed. If she could only be like this with him every night she wouldn't ask for anything else.

They said no words, uttered no promises, nor spoke at all. They were both in wordless agreement that what they just made was amazing and it mattered to them.

Cuddy was wrapped in his arms and her head was tucked under his chin and in the crook of his neck. She reluctantly retracted herself from his arms to pull the duvet over them and reclaimed her spot; in his arms, the way she always wanted to be in.

"Goodnight, House," she whispered accompanied by a kiss on his neck.

House buried his nose in her damp brown curls and smiled, "Goodnight Cuddy."

No less than a few minutes sleep took hold of their exhausted bodies and they slept in each other's arms, as if it were the way it always had been between them.

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For the third morning in a row Cuddy awoke with the sun in her face. She groaned as she turned her head in the other direction, but she let her hand feel next to her. She felt the spot next to her empty and she sat up quickly. She looked next to her to see the bed empty and made. She frowned in disappointment and sighed. She must have gotten drunk last night.

Cuddy reached for her robe and quickly threw it on before she walked out. She immediately was greeted by the mouth watering aroma of breakfast. Cuddy thought the smell was mesmerizing and practically floated into the kitchen. She found House working on the stove as Rachel watched from her high seat clapping every time he flipped a flap jack. She smiled at the moment and walked further into the kitchen.

"Look, who's up," House gave a small smile and looked at the time. "But I expected you to stay asleep for a few more hours after last night." He winked. "This is an insult."

Cuddy blushed, realizing it hadn't been a fantasy. That she was indeed sleeping with Dr. Gregory House and even better, he claimed her as his girlfriend. She couldn't help but smile and blush at the memory. She saw House smirk and as she realized what he thought she was blushing about she immediately rolled her eyes.

"I'm not thinking of that," she said with a small smile as she gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. She then turned around and started to tickle Rachel's tummy.

"What are you talking about, Cuddy?" House asked innocently. "Ew, you are such a pervert sometimes." House joked with a smile.

Cuddy rolled her eyes. "I got it from you, babe." She winked and blew him a kiss, uncharacteristically just to tease him.

She gave him a smile as she turned around to get a plate and gave him a good look at her ass. House smiled and reached for a quick squeeze, but his hand was caught by hers and she smirked at him. He took this as an opportunity and pulled her close to him. He instantly saw her blush and practically melted into his hands. He smirked at the effect he had on her.

Cuddy leaned up to give him a quick peck on the cheek before she turned away and began to set up plates for their breakfast. House placed an even amount of eggs, pancakes and toast on both his and Cuddy's plates.

They sat at the table and House watched Cuddy, waiting for her to taste his cooking for the first time. She took a small bite of the eggs and House saw her eyes dilate. Cuddy closed her eyes and moaned as she chewed the eggs slowly to savor the taste. She licked her lips and House smirked before taking a bite of his food.

"Omigosh," Cuddy said dreamily. "That has to be the best eggs I have ever tasted." She heard House chuckle and smiled brightly at him as she continued to eat.

"That won't be the tastiest thing you'll ever put in your mouth though," House wagged his brows and earned a hearty laugh from his boss.

"I'm trying to eat." She laughed.

Their attention was taken when they heard slamming on a table. They turned to Rachel and saw her banging her hands, wanting to try the delicious food. Cuddy smiled and put a tiny amount on her fork, and then she put it in front of Rachel's mouth and she happily leaned forward and took the food in her mouth. After Rachel swallowed she clapped her hands in approval and begged for more.

After breakfast, House smiled being able to satisfy the girls in the house. They sat relaxed on the couch. Cuddy laid her head on House's shoulder and Rachel sat in the middle, half on House's left leg and half on Cuddy's right. They all sat comfortably on the couch as they watched TV and fit perfectly in each other's arms. This was going to be one relaxing weekend.

A/N: Well there you have it. Thanks again to Iane Casey for writing the smut. Please review, all of them are appriciated and guilt me into writing faster lol.

-Jess