Gregory House's mind was at the point in his sleep cycle where it was about to wake up, but clung to the last hopes it could stay turned off. No such luck, however, when his head turned slightly and something started tickling his nose, forcing his mind to wake up and figure out the source. His eyes stayed closed but he inhaled deeply taking in a subtle scent of vanilla. What the fuck was it? What could tickle his nose and smell like vanilla?

At that moment his mind woke up fully, his eyes snapping open to see Lisa Cuddy's hair draped across his face and cascading down to his chest, where he found Cuddy's face, peacefully asleep against his chest. She was snuggled in to his left side, using him as a pillow.

He raised his right hand pushing her curls off his face, tucking it behind her ear. He glanced over the edge of her bed looking for his jacket, he needed some vicodin, his now awake mind starting to register the pain that came after a sleep filled night.

Again he had no luck, vaguely remembering being stripped of his jacket in the hallway. Fuck, now he had to get up.

He started to slide out from under Cuddy, which of course woke her up.

She didn't open her eyes but moved her hand to his waist to hold him still.

"Stay" She murmured. Somewhere in her mind, she thought he was trying to leave after being able to finally fuck her.

"Cuddy, I'm not….." He paused

"I need….." Again he paused her grip not releasing him in the least.

"I have to get my pills," He finally blurted out.

Cuddy sat up immediately, understanding now why he was moving.

"They're in the hall" He told her sitting up himself, looking at her. She was wearing the t-shirt he had been wearing last night. He didn't remember her putting that on. He remembered bringing her to three mind numbing orgasms before exploding in to her. He also remembered her giving him a hand job, just to make sure his cock was satisfied, as they lay on her bed before falling asleep, but he did not remember her putting on any clothes, he lay there completely naked.

Cuddy jumped out of the bed and it brought him back from the memories of last night.

"I'll get them," She announced running out of the room, returning moments later with his pill bottle.

He took it eagerly; dry swallowing two of them as he watched Cuddy sit down on the edge of the bed near his feet.

"Have you been up long?" She asked looked down at her bare feet that barely reached the floor.

"Just woke up" He told her honestly, registering the relief that come over her face when she knew he hadn't been up long with this pain.

"It always hurts when I haven't moved it all night" He finished, wanting her to know that was something normal for him

She nodded slightly, before looking up at him. His eyes immediately met hers, since he had been watching her since….well since he had woken up with her snuggled in to him.

She starred in to those incredible eyes for a good minute of two, before breaking the eye contact to look at him. He was sitting up, back pressed against her headboard, the blanket barely covering his lap.

She smiled and he raised an eyebrow slightly. Why the fuck was she staring at him?

"You can look away," He told her suddenly

"I promise I'm not going to do a trick or anything". He added causing her to roll her eyes, then glance at the clock.

It was 7:20am.

"Oh shit Greg," She said jumping up.

"We have to go to work" She finished before running in to her bathroom. He shook his head.

"You're crazy as hell," He shouted at the closed bathroom door, not making any attempt to get up.

Cuddy didn't respond, but a few seconds later House heard the shower turn on. He sat there on her bed, the vicodin kicking in, the pain subsiding, and he debated on getting the clothes he could and go home or …….or sticking around to ….

"Fuck" He murmured climbing out of the bed making the decision.

He limped the few steps to the bathroom door, reaching for the handle. He turned the knob, knowing it would be unlocked, then limped to the shower and stepped in behind Cuddy.

She didn't say anything, or even turn around; she just stood there massaging the shampoo in to her hair. Or maybe it was the conditioner; being as this was the first shower he was sharing with her, he wasn't quite positive of how fast she washed her hair.

He took a step towards her.

He wasn't standing that close to her but she felt him touch her lower back. Wait that wasn't his hand… that….. She shivered immediately.

"I'm telling you woman that is finest ass I think I have ever seen," He whispered taking another step toward her.

She shivered again turning around to face him. His eyes were already glazed over in the lust filled way and he grinned at her.

" Greg …I…I.." She started to say something about last night, or well what last night meant for her, but she couldn't find the words while staring in his lust covered blue eyes.

House noticing her lack of words decided to finish for her

"You….You….want me to make you cum?" He suggested moving his hands to her waist pulling her against him.

He stumbled backwards against the shower wall but held on to her tightly.

"Because I can do that" He continued "I'm quite good at it too" He told her

"If I judge from last night" HE finished leaning down to kiss her cheekbone, then her neck before moving up to her ear lobe.

"How many orgasms did I bring you to last night Lisa?" He asked in a whisper against her ear.

She moaned as his breath hit her ear, and she brought her hands up to his chest, letting her fingers wrap in his now wet chest hair. She managed to push him back, so he would lift his face.

The moment his face left her neck she reached up and pressed her lips against his. He was caught of guard, by the passion he felt pulsating through her lips, her mouth trying to devour his. He gripped her waist firmly, and felt her nails start to dig in to his chest. He growled in to her mouth thrusting his hips forward, letting his hard cock rub against her lower abdomen.

She broke the kiss to catch her breath looking up in to his eyes, his incredibly powerful eyes. He immediately leaned down capturing her lips again, slipping his tongue in to her wanting mouth. She let her right hand start to trail down his chest; it only took her a second to reach her goal, her hand circling around his cock eagerly starting to stroke his shaft. He moaned trying to pull his mouth from hers, but her lips caught his bottom one and she sucked on it greedily, pumping his shaft harder. His eyes closed tight, his body starting to convulse, he knew he was close to exploding, her hand tugging harder at his dick obviously wanting to end him while her lips refused to let go of his.

"Lisa" He managed to choke out, even with his bottom lip in her mouth. Before she hand time to register he was talking to her, she felt the hot sticky liquid spray onto her stomach and start trailing down her leg. She let go of his lip, pumping his cock one more time before letting her hand slide off it. He slumped against the back wall of the shower staring at her, a huge grin on her face.

"How many orgasms did I bring you too" She whispered before grabbing the shampoo, squirting some in her hand then reached up and started massaging it in to his hair. He raised his eyebrows at her, his hands still firmly on her hips.

"You're dirty," She whispered making sure to cover his hair in shampoo.

He nodded a grin slipping across his lips. He stood up, to lean in to the water and she used her hands to rinse his hair. When she finished she reached for the soap, lathering her hands just before rubbing her hands all over his body.

She rubbed his chest, then dropped to her knees in front of him in order to wash his legs. When she got to his right thigh she leaned forward and kissed his scar sweetly before covering the area in soap. She stood up and made a spinning motion with her hand to tell him to turn around. He complied and she washed his back, noticing some red scratch marks with a smile.

"You look like you were mauled," She whispered causing him to turn back around and tower over her.

"Sorry" She said with a shrug.

He shook his head and leaned down just a little to let his lips brush hers, managing in that moment to take the soap from her hands. He lathered his own hands and started to wash her shoulders, then down her arms, up her sides, tickling the outside edge of her tits, but refused to touch them. He slid his hands down her stomach to the tops of her thighs. He made the same finger spinning motion she had, willing her to turn around before starting on her shoulder blades. Her body quivered under his touch, she couldn't take it, she had to say something, this hand to more than just this one night, and well morning.

"Greg can we go on another secret date?" She blurted out, and felt his hands stop their cleaning process.

"Greg?" she asked her voice a little more restrained this time.

"I guess" He managed to respond, leaning over placing the soap back in its niche.

She whirled around and looked up at him. Had he said yes? A smile crept across her face and she rose up and placed a small kiss on his lips, before using her own hands to rinse her body of the soap.

He watched her intently mesmerized by her hands moving over her body.

She met his eyes and shrugged, then stepped out of the shower, leaving the water on for him to finish rinsing himself. She wrapped herself in a towel and began her morning procedure to get dressed.

When he finished in the shower, he got out dried himself off, then found his clothes from the previous night and slipped them on, He managed to do all of this without aid of his cane.

He returned to the bathroom when he was fully dressed, finding Cuddy, still wrapped in her towel, applying her make up. He slid in the bathroom behind her, which sent shivers through her body. He leaned over pressing his body against hers. He lowered his mouth to her ear and whispered "I'm going home, I'll see you at work".

When he finished his statement, he moved his lips to her cheek. He kissed her softly and left the room. A few minutes later, she heard her front door open and close, then the revving of a motorcycle as it left her driveway. "Holy Fuck" She murmured to her reflection.