A/N: Sorry for the delay. For some reason I thought I posted this already. I'm losing my mind LOL. Only two more chapters after this one and then it's time to move on to something else. My brain is constantly trying to come up with new stuff.
Chapter Twelve
Rhiannon awoke feeling stiff and a little sore, and for a moment, forgot where she was until she rolled over and saw Greg smiling at her.
"Have a nice nap?" he asked her.
"Yeah. What time is it?"
"A little after two a.m. How're we feeling?"
She shifted and winced. "Sore."
"Yeah I figured as much. I was thinking of running a hot bath."
Rhiannon arched her eyebrow. "It's the middle of the night, Greg."
"Yeah but we've been asleep for six hours and I'm wide awake. And a bath might make you feel better."
"Far be it from me to deny that."
He gave her a quick kiss and got up, grabbing his robe off a chair on the way to the bathroom and she could hear the water running in the tub and him whistling. It was all so domesticated that she wasn't sure what to think. All she knew was that she liked this side of Greg House and hoped it wasn't just a one-time thing.
"Bath's ready," he called to her. She joined him in the bathroom to find tea lights lit and strategically placed around the small room and he was smiling at her. "I'll get in first," he said and once he was settled, offered her his hand to help her. She settled in between his legs and rested her head back against his chest as the hot water relaxed her sore muscles.
"This is exactly what I needed," she sighed. "Thanks."
"You're welcome," he said and kissed the side of her neck.
After twenty minutes, the water cooled down and they decided it was time to get out. Greg held out a large towel for her and then proceeded to help dry her.
"You're so beautiful like this," he whispered as he kissed her neck and across her shoulder.
"Mhm feels good..." she murmured and wrapped her arms around his neck. She could feel his arousal against her leg and he cocked a sexy grin at her.
"Round two?" he asked, looking hopeful.
"You did say it would be better," she said, to which he surprised her by picking her up and carrying her into the bedroom. He placed her gently on the bed and lay next to her so they were facing each other. "That's not to say the first time wasn't amazing because it was."
"So I did," he said with a nod and let his fingers explore her damp skin. "Your skin's so soft."
She smiled lazily up at him and pulled his head down for a long, heated kiss. "I want you so bad, Greg. Please..."
He reached for another condom and she watched him roll it on his length, excited at what was coming. "Let's try something," he said as he stretched out on his back and pulled her on top of him so she was straddling him. "Fuck me, Rhiannon," he whispered, his voice was deeper and huskier than it had been a minute ago and she glanced down at his cock which stood very erect and waiting for her. He placed his hands on her hips and guided her over him. He arched his back so his cock rubbed against her entrance and she became instantly wet. "You want me?" he asked her, to which she nodded.
"Then show me. You're in control this time. I'm all yours."
She seemed uncertain so he pulled her close and kissed her again, rolling them over so she was on her back, yelping with surprise. "Maybe next time," he grinned between kisses as his cock rubbed against her sex. Then in an instant, he was inside of her, thrusting slow and deep, his eyes staring deep into hers.
"Oh God, Greg," she moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck, fingers burying in his hair.
"Better?" he asked as his hands reached for her breasts and gently caressed them.
"Yes...so good...deeper..."
He arched an eyebrow at her but did as she asked, pulling almost all the way out and then shoving back in. "Like this?"
"Yes! Faster..."
He grinned, liking this new and demanding version of Rhiannon that had suddenly come out of nowhere. He grabbed her hands and held them down against the mattress, his fingers interlacing with hers as he moved fast and deep. His lips crashed down on hers as he felt her inner walls fluttering around his cock, preparing for her climax which did not disappoint. She arched her back and groaned loudly as the wave crashed over her. "Greg!"
"Rhiannon," he murmured against her lips as he gave a few more thrusts to ride out her orgasm and fell over the edge right after her, collapsing in a heap, completely spent.
"Oh my God," she sighed as he held onto to her, and she to him, neither of them wanting to move. "That was...I don't even know what to call that."
"Awesome works," he murmured as he rolled off of her and stared up at the ceiling. "I think we can have a lot of fun together. Sexy fun."
"I think so too," she said.
"You were very...vocal. I like that. You let me know what you wanted and how you wanted it. I find that incredibly sexy."
"Really?"
"Yeah, really."
She snuggled up against him and rested her cheek on his chest. "I feel very close to you right now."
"That's the Oxytocin," he chuckled. "It's what makes the afterglow."
"I don't care what it is. I like it."
"Me too," he said and settled in to sleep once again.
XXX
Greg got called in to the hospital the next morning, early, so Rhiannon went home and took a nap until the phone rang. Eyes still closed, she reached for the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Ree?" It was Jenny and she sounded excited. "When did you get home?"
"This morning. Greg had to go to work."
"Oh, that's a bummer."
"Yeah, but it's fine. I was tired so I came home and took a nap."
"Oh, sorry. Were you sleeping just now?"
"Yeah but it's okay. I should be getting up anyway. I have some assignments to do."
"Wanna come over for dinner?"
"You just want the juicy details."
"I'll share mine if you share yours."
"Deal. See you later."
Rhiannon hung up and jumped into the shower. When she emerged, the phone rang again so she ran for it. "Hello?"
"Hey sexy," Greg said on the other end. His voice was deep and husky, causing her breath to hitch and her heart rate to speed up. "What're you wearing?"
"I just got out of the shower so right now, just a towel."
"Perfect."
She sat on her bed and brushed her hair. "Are you still at the hospital?"
"Yeah. Are you on your bed?"
She blushed. "Yes."
"Lie back and close your eyes."
"What? Why?"
"Trust me."
She took a deep breath and leaned back against the pillows on her bed, closing her eyes.
"Pretend your hand is my hand and touch your breasts."
"Greg!"
"Since I can't be there to do it myself, you're going to have to use your imagination. And when we see each other again, I'm going to do it for real. Do you play with yourself?"
"No."
There was silence. "Never? Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"I can't always be there so what are you going to do when you're horny and all alone?"
"I don't know. What I usually do. Think of something else."
"We'll have to change that, won't we? Ah crap. I have to go."
"Greg," she whined.
"Sorry. My pager is going off." And with that, the line went dead.
XXX
After dinner at Jenny's and some serious girl talk, Rhiannon went home and crawled into bed. She was almost asleep when the door buzzer went. Groaning, she got up and went to the intercom. "Hello?"
"It's Greg."
She smiled and pressed the button to let him in. She was excited to see him, that is, until he showed up looking like hell and still wearing his scrubs.
"What's wrong?" she asks, stepping aside to let him in and closing the door.
"Lost a patient," he said softly.
"I'm sorry. Can I get you a drink?"
"No, I'm fine. I just...I've been working with this patient for a few weeks. She was doing well and then all of a sudden she takes a turn and her vitals are in the toilet. I never even got to find out what was wrong. She was just...gone."
He sat down on the couch and scrubbed his hands over his face before glancing at her. "Were you in bed?"
"I was, but it's okay. Come on," she said, offering her hand to him which he took and let her lead him to her room.
"Well this will be cozy," he said when he saw her double bed.
"Now you know why I don't invite you to stay over," she giggled as she climbed in with him.
"Duly noted. We'll relegate sleepovers to my place in the future."
Rhiannon yawned and wrapped her arms around him. "Are you going to be okay?"
"Yeah, I think so. This definitely helps," he whispered as he kissed her forehead. "Thanks."
"That's what girlfriends are for."
Rhiannon mumbled unintelligibly and rolled onto her back in her sleep, waking up Greg. He hadn't been sleeping well anyway so when he looked over and saw her partially exposed breast, he unbuttoned a few more on her sleep shirt and took a nipple into his warm mouth.
A slow smile spread over her lips and she sighed softly but didn't wake up so he nibbled on the other one, suckling gently until the nipples were hard buds. He then undid the rest of her buttons and continued to place kisses across her stomach, stopping to encircle her belly button with his tongue.
"Mhm s'nice," she murmured, making Greg smile against her skin. He moved underneath the covers, pleasantly surprised to discover she wasn't wearing underwear and nuzzled her soft red curls, inhaling her scent.
"Yes it is," he whispered and took one tentative lick, tasting her sweetness.
That got her attention and her eyes flipped open. She glanced around until she saw the bulge under the covers that was Greg, and then groaned loudly when she felt his warm, wet tongue teasing her.
"Oh my God..." she sighed and fell back against the pillows, her legs spreading wider to give him more access.
"I missed this," he whispered.
"Me too. Oh!" she gasped when she felt his tongue replace his fingers. He suckled, nibbled and licked until she was gripping the sheets and thrashing underneath him, begging him for more.
"You look so hot like this," he said as he continued his ministrations.
She lifted the sheet to see him stretched out across her lap with his head between her legs. It sent shockwaves down to her core and her legs quivered a little as he kissed her inner thigh.
"I was just thinking the same thing," she said, her voice wavering as she watched him. He reached up and gently touched her lips, slipping his finger into her mouth.
"So sweet," he whispered as he watched her taste herself. She had to admit it wasn't unpleasant, but neither was sucking on his finger. She wondered what it would be like to return the favor and she made a mental note to do that when the situation presented itself. But his tongue increasing pressure on her clit distracted her from her thoughts and she felt the quick wave of crash over her.
She went limp and attempted to close her legs, letting him know that she'd had enough and he resumed his place next to her.
"I could do that to you all night and never get sick of it," he chuckled as he watched her come down from her orgasm.
Her hand slid down his stomach, over the bulge in his shorts and his cock twitched when she wrapped her fingers around him.
"Gimme a few minutes and I'll return the favor." He looked surprised and she giggled. "It's only fair."
"Rhiannon," he began, choosing his words wisely, "I'm not keeping score."
"I know. But I do believe that it's good to give as well as receive. You've given me so much and I want to give you some of the same. Is that such a bad thing?"
She had a point. "Not at all. Just...don't do something because you think you should. If that makes sense."
"It does."
"Also, I really hope you'll tell me if I do something you don't like. I won't be mad. If we're going to make this work, we have to trust each other."
"You trust me?" she asked.
"Implicitly."
She smiled. "I'm glad, because I'd trust you with my life. And not just because you're a doctor, that goes without saying. But I know if I told you to stop, you would."
"Absolutely. That goes for you, too."
Rhiannon giggled. "I can't imagine what that would be. You have a hell of a lot more experience with things like this than I do."
"True, but I have limits like everyone else."
"Like what?"
"I don't do pain."
"That makes two of us. I do want you to show me stuff. I wouldn't' want anyone else to."
"Stuff, huh?" he asks, looking amused. "Define stuff."
"I saw this movie where this girl was tied up and it made me horny."
Greg grinned. "We can certainly explore that. I would love nothing more than to tie you up spread eagle on my big bed and tease you until you beg me to let you come."
Rhiannon's core tingled and clenched and her grip on his cock tightened. "Oh my God, Greg," she moaned. "That sounds...sexy."
He grinned. "It will be."
"But in the meantime," she said and then straddled him, placing kisses across his chest. "I believe I promised you something."
"Yes you did," he said and watched her kiss her way down his body just as he did to her. She tugged on the waistband of his scrub pants and released him from them. Then, taking a deep breath, she gently kissed the tip of his cock and smiled when he groaned. When she took him fully into her mouth, he groaned even louder and buried his fingers in her hair. "Oh God...yeah..." He continued to utter words of praise and encouragement until he could feel himself reach the breaking point. "I'm close...get a condom and fuck me."
Rhiannon quickly reached into her side table and ripped open a foil packet. Once she rolled it on, she moved up and impaled herself on his cock. "Greg!" she gasped and then realized her roommates probably heard her and giggled, covering her mouth with her hand.
"Get down here," he laughed and pulled her to him for a long kiss as she rode him hard and fast, kissing her deeply so as to swallow her cries when she hit her climax. Greg bucked his hips a couple more times and fell over the edge himself. "God you're amazing," he breathed as he held her against him.
"So are you. I've never...I never imagined it could be this way. And yes, I know how corny that sounds but I don't care."
Greg laughed as she rolled off of him so he could clean up. "It's a lot corny but I agree."
He returned a few minutes later and climbed back into bed with her and she curled up next to him once again. Within minutes he'd fallen asleep and she joined him.
XXX
"Oh my God!" Rhiannon shrieked when she looked at the letter that came for her.
"What?" Jenny asked her. She had never seen her friend so worked up before.
"I got the internship at George Washington so I can train at Quantico when I'm done!"
"Woo!" Jenny cheered and hugged her friend. "We have to celebrate. Call Greg, I'm sure he'll be so happy for you."
"You think so?"
"Why wouldn't he?"
"Because it means I'm leaving him."
"But you're not leaving him. You're getting a once in a lifetime opportunity and it's only for a year. You'll be able to get your medical degree a year earlier."
"I know."
"Look, if he doesn't like it, then to hell with him. It's your life and there will be other guys, Ree."
"There might be, but they won't be Greg."
"Wow. You're gone on him."
"That's an understatement," Rhiannon sighed as she sat down on the couch and looked at the letter again. "I love him."
"Does he love you?"
"I think so. He's never said, but then he's showed me in his own way so I believe he does."
"Well this internship will be the real test. D.C. is only a few hours away. It's not like you can't visit each other. And you'll be closer to your parents."
"I know."
"So call him and let's go out and celebrate."
A couple hours later they met at a bar for drinks. "So what's the big surprise?" he asked her once they had their drinks in front of them. Rhiannon dug into her purse and handed him the letter to read.
He frowned and handed the letter back to her. "So I guess you're going."
"Of course she is," Jenny said. "She'd be stupid not to."
"Well then I guess a toast is in order," he said as he raised his glass. Rhiannon could tell he was upset but he kept his face neutral. They had a few more drinks and Greg went home with Rhiannon.
"You're mad at me," she said, more as a statement than a question as she took off her jacket and tossed it aside.
"No, I'm not mad at you."
"So why are you so quiet?"
"I won't deny that I'm not happy, but I'm happy for you, if that makes sense. It's a real good opportunity and you have to take it. You'll become a doctor that much sooner."
"That's right."
"But then, the FBI could send you anywhere it wants. It doesn't guarantee you'll stay at Quantico."
"I know, but I knew that going in."
"So this could mean the end."
She blinked. "You don't mean that."
"Well I doubt we'll get to see much of each other. I don't have a car and you'll probably go home to Washington during breaks. Where does that leave me? Long distance relationships rarely work out."
"I won't be that far away, and it's only a year. We'll figure something out," she said as she made her way over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I hardly saw you this week."
"I was stuck in the hospital doing rounds."
"I missed you," she whispered, her fingers gently gliding through his hair.
He gently pulled away from her. "Don't do this. It's hard enough as it is."
"What?"
"When are you leaving?"
"Two days."
"See what I mean? I don't see the point in dragging it out anymore."
"You're willing to just walk away from this? Just like that?"
"You could meet someone else, or I could meet someone else. A year is a long time. A lot can happen. I don't want you to feel obligated to stay true to me when we're in different states and never get a chance to see each other."
"You just want to see other people! I get it now. This is your way of giving me an out so you can go back to banging co-eds."
"You think this is easy for me?" he shouted. "I feel totally used. I think you knew this was going to happen all along!"
"I didn't! I hoped of course, but I figured it wouldn't happen for at least another couple of years."
"Right. It doesn't hurt that you had Big Jack pulling the strings!"
"Leave my father out of this! You don't know that he did anything!"
"Oh please! The man is on the board at Quantico. Damn rights he made some calls to get his precious daughter into the program." Then he shook his head. "It all makes sense now. No wonder he wasn't all that upset about our relationship. He knew you'd be going away anyway. And you know what? It won't be enough to stay in touch by phone or letters. It'll never be enough. For either of us. Eventually we're going to have to move on."
"Greg please," she pleaded as he picked up his jacket. Her eyes glistened. "Don't go like this."
"It's easier this way," he said and moved toward the door. "Trust me. A month or two from now you're going to meet someone and be relieved that you're not tied to me. You're free to do what you want. My only consolation is that whoever you end up with gets you used."
The slap across his face was sharp but not unexpected.
"I don't want it to end badly," she sniffed, her hand stinging from the slap.
"Everything ends badly. Otherwise it wouldn't end," he said as he opened the door and then shut it softly behind him.