Here I go, being nice and giving you guys this big long chapter… complete with smut AND fluff! Anybody who doesn't like it might want to just skip this chapter completely. Enjoy. :)
House woke with a yawn and rolled to his side, his left hand travelling up over the curve of Lisa's now six month pregnant belly as he shifted closer, spooning behind her. He sighed in contentment, his warm breath tickling Lisa's ear and rousing her from sleep. "Hmmm…Good morning?"
He burrowed his face into her hair, his rough morning voice sending a shiver through her, "Mmmm. I'd say no… but I'd be lying." His hand found her breast, squeezing gently as he rolled his hips, grinding his morning wood into the small of her back.
"Everybody lies." She quipped back instantly.
He chuckled deep in his throat, his thumb now finding her nipple, flicking it through the large t-shirt she was wearing, one of his own. A moan broke free of Cuddy's throat, and his hand caught hers, pulling it back gently until he held it against his throbbing erection. She cupped in immediately through his sleep pants. His voice was low and sexy in her ear, "Does this feel like a lie to you?"
Rather than respond verbally, she rolled over carefully, one hand moving up to his stubbly cheek, drawing him into a kiss as her other hand dipped under the waistband of his pants to wrap her fingers around him. He groaned, leaning forward into the kiss, holding his body carefully to reach her lips with her large belly between them.
She began to stroke him in a slow steady rhythm, pausing at the head to rub circles with her thumb. The heady sensation of the passionate kiss and her skilled hand already had him close to the edge, so he reached down and gently stopped the motion of her hand. "Wouldn't want this party to end too fast." He mumbled as his lips moved down, over her jaw and down the column of her throat, kissing and nipping, renewing a hickey he had left days before. She moaned in response.
He didn't stop until her reached her left breast, so much larger now because of her pregnancy. Taking the nipple into his mouth he sucked, gently dragging his teeth over the spiking bud. Giving the same treatment to her other breast, he moved his hand down her torso, lovingly caressing her belly as it moved to the space between her thighs.
His fingers parted her, found her already wet and ready for him. He slid in his middle finger, curling it inside her as his thumb found her clit. Her noises indicated that she wanted more, and he happily obliged, sliding down her body until his head was between her legs. Without hesitation he gave her one long lick, before flattening his tongue on her clit. She let out a yell as her orgasm crashed over her, her walls tightening around his finger.
He continued his ministrations, constantly changing between light licks and thrusts of his tongue, lavishing her with attention. Her belly blocked her view, so she was constantly kept on edge, not knowing what he would do next. Her body was awash with sensation, already approaching her second orgasm. "Greg, I want you. Now."
Happy to oblige, he sat back, removing his sleep pants and freeing his erection, which was now throbbing uncomfortably, begging for release. Missionary had become difficult with her belly in the way, so they had taken to using doggy style. She protested the name, but it was the only way that both of them could be comfortable during sex. She moved up onto her hands and knees, setting her stance wide. He slid into position, his warm hands settling on her hips as he leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her back before reaching down and guiding himself into her.
He started with slow strokes, pushing deep inside her each time. Soon he couldn't handle the torturously slow pace and sped up. Her breathing hitched as he hit the perfect spot inside her and she brought one hand up to brace herself against the headboard. "Harder."
Her command turned him on, and he gripped her hips tighter, pulling her back against him with each powerful thrust. His pulse pounded in his ears and he felt his orgasm begin in the pit of his stomach and spread, tingling all the way to his toes as he careened to the edge. Suddenly, her second orgasm hit ,"Oh…Greg! Aaaah!"
Her inner muscles clamped down around him and he let go, shouting her name as he exploded deep inside her. He helped her ease herself down onto the mattress, settling onto her back as he lay beside her, snuggling close as he could while they caught their breath. Kissing her cheek, he rested his head in the hallow of her shoulder. Suddenly he felt a little kick where his stomach rested against Lisa's belly. Grinning widely, he moved down her body again, this time stopping and resting his ear against her stomach. "Comeon boys. Kick for good old dad." He used a tone that no one but Lisa got to hear, a gentle reverence and bottomless well of love in his voice as he murmured to his unborn children.
Lisa couldn't help but smile down at him, her fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. She laughed with him as one of the boys kicked directly where Gregs ear was, making him chuckle with delight. "They know your voice. All our… activity must have woken them up."
He grinned up at her, then suddenly blurted, "Let's get married."
She quirked a brow at him, "You already proposed. I already said yes remember? Or are you waiting for me to change my mind?"
His stern expression was ruined by the playful tone in his voice, "That's the whole point. I've already got you knocked up with my kids, better shackle myself to you so you don't take the kids and run."
She poked him in the belly, amused when he jerked away. Her fingers lightly tickled his ribs, eliciting a childlike giggle that had her bellowing with laughter. Just as he moved to retaliate, one of the boys shifted, now pressing rather uncomfortably on her bladder. She held up a finger and eased her way out of bed, still naked, waddling quickly to the bathroom as House wolf whistled from the bed.
Relieving herself she washed her hands, turning to find Greg leaning against the door frame, completely nude. His eyes travelled lazily up and down her frame, seeming to drink her in. He held up one finger, curling it in and out in a classic 'come hither' gesture. She obeyed, always so surprised by how taken he seemed to be with her largely pregnant body. He never failed to make her feel sexy, and wanted.
Exerting that ability now, he pressed a wet kiss to her naked shoulder, whispering onto her skin, "You're so damn beautiful." His right palm rested on her belly, softly caressing it as he often did, usually without even noticing that he was doing so. "Let's get married today."
His lips had moved up, small kisses making their way across her jaw to nibble at the lobe of her ear, distracting her, "mmmm…"
He leaned back, the absence of his lips on her skin bringing a small pout to her lips that she couldn't stop. He gazed into her eyes, his own electric blue pools of excitement and glee. "Is that a yes?"
She found herself unable to resist him, not ever wanting to cause that brilliant light in his eyes to dim. "Y-Yes. Let's go get married."
He crowed with delight, both of his hands framing her face, pulling her into a joyful sloppy kiss before he bounded into the bedroom, heading for the closet. She couldn't help a smile pulling at her features, didn't even try as she shamelessly watched his cute little ass as he booked it into the closet. His enthusiasm, so rare an occurrence was incredibly infectious, she found herself following him to the closet door as he made his way purposefully into the back of the closet, pulling out two white garment bags that she had not noticed were there.
"You planned this didn't you?" She was shocked. She had a fairly good idea what happened to be in those bags. He grinned widely at her, "Honestly Lise, how long have you known me?"
Her retort died in her throat as he unzipped the first bag, exposing a beautiful pale blue wedding dress. It was simple but elegant, nothing too over the top, just simple classic beauty. He held it out to her, motioning for her to put it on as he grabbed a pair of black boxer briefs from the drawer. As an afterthought, he reached into a compartment of the bag, pulling out a bra and panties set that matched the color of the dress. He helped her into the clothes, somehow making the act of dressing feel just as sensual as taking clothes off.
She stepped into the dress as he held it for her, about to protest about the size of her belly when she stopped. The dress fit perfectly, falling below her knees, the fabric fitting closely at her bust, accentuating her breasts wonderfully, while loosening from the waist to accommodate her pregnant belly, showcasing it beautifully. It made it something you noticed after examination instead of drawing attention to it. He moved behind her to zip it up, wrapping his arms around her once finished. "You're so beautiful." Greg House was not one for repetition, but he just couldn't help himself, she was simply stunning in the dress.
"Greg, it's perfect." He just grinned, nuzzling her neck before looking over at the clock. "Damn. We've got to hurry. This mornings 'activities' took longer than I thought. Not that I'm complaining."
Lisa's brow furrowed in confusion, "Hurry where?"
He gave her his best 'duh' face, "To the chapel." He let her go and grabbed the other back, unzipping it to expose a pale grey suit. He dressed quickly, and then he gave her a slow turn, modeling his selection for her. He looked handsome, the grey suit jacket and matching slacks paired with a pale blue shirt that matched her dress. With a sigh, he reached into the bag, pulling out a grey tie and tying it around his neck. He tugged at the knot, making sure it was suitably loosened for comfort, and then slipped on his dress shoes. She simply stared appreciatively. She loved his usual rough and unkempt style, but she had to admit, he cleaned up rather nicely.
"Come on honeybuns. We got a wedding to go to."
When they arrived at an out of the way little chapel, nestled in the countryside of new jersey, Lisa was surprised to see cars in the lot. She cast Greg a look, to which he replied, "Told you we were behind schedule. All of our guests are already here." She raised a brow at him, "Oh just a few friends. Wilson, the team," He paused before adding, "My parents, and yours." Her jaw dropped.
"Your dads here?" She was touched that he would go through the discomfort his fathers presence brought him to have him here, and even more so that he would contact her parents. He simply nodded, before getting out and crossing to her side to help her out of the car. He held her hand as the made their way to the door of the chapel. It was beautiful, the fresh spring scent in the air and the sun shining on the simple white building. It seemed plain on the outside, save for the gorgeous stained glass window over the entrance.
The large oak doors were propped open, the sounds of low voices filtering out through the opening. They made it to the threshold before someone noticed they were there, and a collective gasp filled the air as the group saw Lisa. She was beautiful, her soft raven curls flowing loose over her shoulders, exposed by the spaghetti straps of the dress. Her skin carried the glow of her pregnancy, and her smile carried the power of the sun as she gazed upon the small audience gathered. She smiled at her mother, noting her sister and her husband in the audience.
The entire party filled only the first two rows of pews, but Lisa didn't care. All the important people were there. She turned her head to look up at Greg, whose eyes had not wavered from her the entire time. She stood on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear, "You did all this for me?"
His hand caught her chin and he looked into her eyes, his voice solemn and serious, "It's always for you." Her breath caught in her throat and tears threatened to fall, but she caught them as he called out, "Sorry we're late everyone, my woman just can't get enough of me. I guess we know how she got knocked up." She elbowed him in the ribs and he quickly laced his arm through hers.
They made their way up the aisle, the room tinted multiple shades of blue and green and red along with the low set lights and a few candles. Everyone was all smiles, except for House's father, who sat straight backed and proud in his seat, offering a small nod to Greg as he passed. In the place of a minister, Chase stood at the pulpit, dressed smartly in an all black suit with a startlingly white tie.
They stood facing each other, her hands held tightly in his, as if he's afraid to let her go. He doesn't take his eyes off of her the entire time. As Chase's voice flows over the congregation, she finds herself falling into those beautiful eyes of his. The depth of them has always astounded her, and now she finds in their depths a love that she's been searching for. She knows they aren't the typical couple, but that's exactly what she loves about him.
"Ehem. Lisa will you repeat after me?" Chase had obviously been trying to get her attention for awhile, judging by the laughter in the audience. She reluctantly broke eye contact, then spoke up.
"I'd like to say my own vows." House simply raised a brow at her, sure that with his spontaneous plan, she would not have her own vows written. "House… Greg. You are the most difficult man I've ever met. You also happen to be the most incredible man I've ever known, ever will know. You have given me everything I've ever wanted, a family, but most importantly, you've given me you. I get to see a side of you that is reserved just for me, and call me selfish, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I already have given you my love, but I'm going to ask for some things anyway. I would ask that you never lie, steal, or cheat. But if you must lie, then lie with me for the rest of our days together, and if you must steal, than steal away my sorrows as I would steal away yours. And if you must cheat, then cheat death, so that I never have to live a day without you."
Houses jaw had dropped in surprise at her impromptu speech, and the sound of noses being blown and the whisper of tissues being passed out issued from the audience. Not to be outdone, he gave her hands a quick squeeze, drawing in a breath before speaking in a strong, clear voice, "I'm an ass. Always have been, probably always will be. But I'd have to say that, thanks to you, I no longer consider myself miserable. From the moment I met you back in Michigan, all spunk and fire and passion, you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. Even after I left you'd pop into my head and I'd wonder where you were, what you were doing. Then I got to work for you, and I'll admit, you were a pain in the ass, but you were damn good at your job, and you could deal with me, returning every punch I threw at you. You've been there for the best and the worst of me. The infarction and then giving me the Ketamine treatment, and now," His voice broke,"… Now you've given me, the greatest gift a man could ask for. I'm the lucky bastard who has you, who gets to raise children with you. You've given me things I never knew I wanted, and these things are everything I need in life to be…happy. I didn't think that was possible, but I guess you would be the woman to prove the great Gregory House wrong. You are my happiness, and I'm gonna spend the rest of my life making you just as happy as you made me. I love you Lisa."
The gasps of shock from the audience at the honest confession of the crude Greg House went right over the couples heads, who only had eyes for each other. Happy tears streamed down Lisa's cheeks as Chase cleared his throat and continued, "You have professed your love in front of you friends and family, will someone hand us the rings?"
Wilson, who had been standing just behind and to the side of House, reached into his jacket pocket handing them the rings as he rubbed at his eyes, keeping his face turned away from House. House took off Lisa's engagement ring before sliding the slim platinum wedding band onto her finger, then placed the ring back into place. She grabbed the thicker, more masculine band and placed it onto the third finger of his left hand before wrapping their fingers together, loving the way the their rings complemented each other. Chase spoke up again.
"You've now exchanged the rings, and now by the power invested in me by the state of New Jersey, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
His hands wound around the small of her back as she buried hers in his hair, pulling him in for a kiss. He deepened it quickly, nibbling her lower lip and then sliding his tongue into her mouth. She had nearly forgotten where they were before loud throat clearing and a loud wolf whistle from Wilson startled her and she pulled away, blushing lightly. His interruption earned him a glare from House, but there was no sting to it, so Wilson simply clapped him on the shoulder.
"Alright we're hitched, now let's partay!"
The small wedding party made their way out the side door into a large covered gazebo, thick green vines with beautiful white flowers blooming along them covering the white lattice walls. A group of tables sat at one end, one covered with a deep blue table cloth, while the others white, along with a long buffet table laden with a wide array of food. The other side was obviously intended to be a dance floor, a large open area with a DJ's table and speakers set up nearby. House, Cuddy and Wilson took their places at the blue table, while everyone else took their places. A team of waiters efficiently dealt out glasses of champagne to the group, with a glass of apple cider for Lisa. They waited expectantly as Wilson coughed awkwardly and stood.
"If you can believe it, I've never made a best man's speech. I've always been the groom at the wedding. Now I realize that's the easy part. Being House's best friend is a full time occupation. He was moody and messy and needy, abrasive and all around tough to deal with. He still is." There was a collective chuckle, and a low grumble from House. "But then he got together with Cuddy. We had all been waiting for it to happen since they'd started working together. For two people who are so smart, they sure took long enough to realize the obvious chemistry and sexual tension that everyone else picked up on from the very beginning. We were all happy when you two finally pulled you're heads out of your asses and started dating. You're both so stubborn, butting heads over and over again before you see reason, but you finally did. To Greg and Lisa, may you continue arguing with, and loving each other." Everybody raised their glass and drank.
House drained his glass and then stood, placing his hand on Cuddy's shoulder,
"Alright everyone. Drink, eat, and dance! I paid good money for all this crap."
Cuddy pinched his side and added,
"Please enjoy yourselves. Thank you all for coming."
People began to line up in front of their table, offering smiles and congratulations. Arlene and David Cuddy were first in line, Cuddy's mother surprising House by pulling him into a tight hug. He obviously didn't know what to do, standing awkwardly with his hands at his sides, trapped beneath her arms. She finally released him, "You're a jerk, but its obvious that you love my daughter, and that's all I ask for... Any shenanigans though and I'll cut off your balls with rusty garden shears. Understood?"
House gulped and nodded seriously. David greeted him next, grasping his hand. "Welcome to the family, Greg. Don't worry about Arlene, she's all bark and no bite." House chuckled and thanked him before the left for the buffet table. He murmured in Lisa's ear, "Your mom scares the shit out of me, but you're old man seems cool." She laughed and smiled at Houses team, who were up next.
Chase deliberated for a moment before pulling House into a hug. He'd always carried an affection for the older man, seeing him almost as a father figure in some ways, and it made him glad to see his mentor so happy. He released him and gave Lisa a quick kiss on the cheek before slinking away quickly. Foreman simply shook hands with both of them, offering his congratulations before following after Chase. Cameron smiled balefully at House, hugging Lisa lightly and congratulating the two of them before, as an afterthought, she reached up on her tippy toes to press a brief kiss to Houses cheek. She walked away quickly to join the other team members.
Before either of the newlyweds had a chance to comment, John and Blythe House stood before them. Blythe was all smiles, chattering happily about her future grandchildren, simply overjoyed that her son was finally married and starting a family, something she'd always hoped for. She hugged both Greg and Lisa tightly, before stepping back to allow John to offer his congratulations. He was stoic and blank faced, his demeanor the polar opposite of his wife's enthusiasm. He took his sons hand and shook it, doing the same for Lisa. "Seems only right that he married you, seeing as he knocked you up." Before Greg could reply, the DJ announced
"Hello ladies and gentleman, it is my pleasure to present to you Dr's Greg and Lisa House. Would the newlyweds make their way to the dance floor for their first dance?"
House sent an icy glare in his father's direction before grasping Lisa's hand and leading her to the center of the dance floor. The song began to play as he brought her hand to his chest, just over his heart, as his other wrapped around her waist.
At last. My love has come along. My lonely days, are over. And life is like a song…
They swayed gently together, and he couldn't resist leaning forward and kissing her softly and tenderly. She sighed in content, "Do you ever wonder how we got here?"
He smirked down at her, "I got the directions on map quest." She rolled her eyes and he turned serious, "Every day. If someone had told me nineteen months ago that I would be pain free and married to my boss who was six months pregnant with my children, I'd have had them committed."
She laughed, knowing she would have done the same. He simply smiled down at her, pulling her close to him as her belly would allow. She rested her cheek on his chest, beside their intertwined hands.
I found a thrill, to press my cheek to. A thrill that I have never known, oh yeah when you smiled, you smiled, oh and then the spell was cast. And here we are, in heaven. For you are mine, at last.
Alright folks, you get more later (probably tomorrow, but no promises) This just got a lot longer than expected and this seemed like a proper spot to end the chapter. Hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I won't even apologize for all that shameless fluff. Thanks to everyone who's been reviewing/ favoriting/ alerting. It means a lot.