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I promised three updates last Tuesday but the stupid DSL wasn't being cooperative… It's working better now but it still sucks… Thank you so much for the patience.
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BREAKING WALLS CHAPTER 26: I LOVE YOU
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House weakly made his way to his couch. Normally he would have drunk his brains out by now at some bar he randomly chose. But after seeing Cuddy locking lips with another man in her office was just too much for him to take.
He chose to leave the hospital the way he did in fear of having to face Cuddy there at a certain part of the day. He didn't want to be vulnerable there. He didn't want to be seen in a weak state through his office's glass walls.
He was becoming nervous as to what will become of him and Cuddy when they do get to talk which is surely going to be soon since Wilson will no doubt go running off to Cuddy and give her a piece of his mind. And Cuddy would then look for him in fear of him self-destructing.
A part of him was telling him that he was stupid for running all at once. That part of him told him that he doesn't even know what happened yet, doesn't know Cuddy's side of the picture.
And that scared him. He didn't know how he'd handle her telling him that she wanted to break things up. Though he found it puzzling. Why would she do that? If he thought he knew Cuddy all too well and she breaks up with him like that, apparently he doesn't know her at all.
Who was that man anyway? And who the hell was he to just barge into Cuddy's office and sweep her off her feet like that? Cuddy was his, House thought with his heart aching.
He also didn't know how he'd handle Cuddy being sexually harassed in her own office, if that were the case. As ghastly as it sounded, he hoped that Cuddy really was just harassed and that she wasn't cheating on him. If she was harassed though, he was useless as Cuddy's significant other. His job was to protect her, for one. He laid back on his couch and stared at the ceiling as he thought of every angle that could explain what he and Wilson saw.
It was huge that he wasn't ODing or drunk. He was too confused and puzzled of Cuddy and the man's actions to think about even offing himself.
He ignored the pain that was rushing to his thigh, intent on telling himself that the pain was just psychological. But just to be sure he popped a single white pill into his mouth and swallowed it, immediately capping the pill bottle again and tossing it haphazardly behind him.
What would he do when Cuddy came knocking on his door sometime soon? He didn't know, to be honest. He both wanted to let her in and let her stay out at the same time. He didn't know what to feel but was sure that he was scared as hell.
Anything was possible. Anything could happen in a few hours.
Of two things he was sure though.
He was scared… and he loves her… maybe too much that it hurt.
Cuddy gave a relieved sigh when she saw House's car parked in front of his building. She parked behind his and got out of her car. She made her way inside his building and stood nervously in front of his apartment unit. She knocked on his door and waited for him to answer but he didn't.
She knocked again but he still didn't answer and that made her even more nervous. Was he inside or did he leave when he got back? Was he somewhere drinking? Was he inside and swimming in his own puke? Or was he inside brooding over what he thought he saw? Cuddy didn't know and it made her head hurt even more.
She knocked more urgently the third time and still got no answer. Hanging on a limb, she called out, "House, I know you're there. Please open the door. Unless of course you'd prefer I pour my heart out from where I'm standing," she said dryly, 'thus letting your entire building know about our business," she added in the same manner but the tinge of guilt in her tone can't be missed. Why was she feeling guilty anyway? It wasn't her fault.
Once the question entered her mind she sighed audibly. Maybe the only thing she was feeling guilty about was not telling House about Davis. She should have told him about it anyway and not have kept it from him.
Cuddy was pulled out her thoughts when she heard footsteps coming near the door with every step. Fiddling with the string of pearls on her wrist she looked up at him when he opened the door. He didn't meet her eyes at all like he always did instead he just opened the door a crack and walked right back in and headed to the living room.
Cuddy closed the door behind her and followed him all the way to the couch where he saw and stared at the blank screen of his plasma TV. She unhesitatingly sat down beside him and wrapped her arms around his torso and let her head rest on his bicep when she saw his miserable face. Her grip only tightened when he tried to shrug off her hold on him.
"I'm sorry," Cuddy whispered softly though her voice was amplified by the cloud of silence hovering over them.
"He makes you happier?" was House's question as his head hung defeated and he stopped loosening her grip on him the first time she tightened her hold. Her apology made him ask his question since her apology probably backed the painful truth that she did cheat on him. It hurt that she was holding him like this but he had no power over her when he was in her arms. He had the strength to push her away after what she did but he didn't have the heart.
Figuring that he thought she was affirming his thoughts with her apology Cuddy quickly let go of him and grabbed his face to make him look her in the eyes. "It wasn't what you thought it was!" she told him, shaking her head, "I would never cheat on you, or anyone for that matter." True… her guilt complex was unbelievable.
"Cuddy, don't do this. I saw what I saw… You don't have to take it easy on me. You're going to be breaking up with me anyway," House somberly said as he turned his head away from her. What could he do? He loved her… probably loved her enough to let her go if that man made her happier than he ever could.
Cuddy pursed her lips at his response. Her forehead creased as she took in his actions. What had happened cut him deeply and deeper than what he's letting her see now. All this… for one decision she made. What she thought would be for the better turned out so badly not for her but for the man she loved. This was the price she had to pay for keeping something like this from him.
What amazed Cuddy though, which she was also thankful for at the same time, was the fact that House's walls didn't spring back up against her which she was afraid of happening. She was more than thankful they didn't, actually. It would be a little too much if they've gone through so much and his wall would just go back up after this misunderstanding.
They remained silent until she finally took a deep breath and decided to tell him everything to ease his mind… well, not that telling him she was harassed was going to do the trick. He'd wring the bastard's neck firsthand, surely.
"He kissed me," she started, "against my will."
That immediately got House's undivided attention. He looked at her confusedly but at the same time, assessed any damages Davis might have inflicted on her. He was internally and visibly relieved when he saw nothing much. Before he could ask if she were okay or ask her anything at all she continued.
"I met him for lunch earlier. Days ago he appeared out of the blue and told me incessantly that he wanted to get back with me. To what we had ages ago. He's not over me and I kept telling him that I am but he just wouldn't listen. I told him no again and again but agreed when he just won't stop. I agreed so he'd leave me alone, leave us alone. He kissed me after barging into my office… I tried to push him off but he just pulled me in tighter. I slapped him hard afterwards and security escorted him out of the hospital. Wilson told me what happened… he told me you just bailed and I just couldn't let you go running off doing something stupid over a misunderstanding," she reasoned as she caressed his stubbly cheek, "I'm not here to break up with you."
House leaned into her touch and opened his eyes so that his cerulean could meet her loving blues, "You're supposed to be mine," House whispered .
Cuddy smiled radiantly at his adorable possessiveness. Sensing they've come to an understanding and that they're all good, she leaned in and gave him a loving peck on the lips, "I am," she assured him with an amused chuckle.
Without hesitance or fear that he was acting out of character House hugged her and snuggled his head in the crook of her neck while he breathed her in.
"I love you."Came his muffled voice from where his lips laid.
As if her smile could have been even more ethereal she smiled wider with her eyes now welling with unshed tears. She lowered her head to meet his sweet mouth and kissed him again before locking their blue orbs once again getting lost in each other. "I do too…" she said as she glanced from his lips and back to his eyes, "I love you."
House once again burrowed his face in the crook of her neck and he kissed her there and Cuddy felt his mouth curling up into a smile. Cuddy closed her eyes and found out that she couldn't stop herself from smiling nor could she control the butterflies fluttering in her stomach. She finally told him she loves him. It felt so good to tell him that.
But what exceptionally captured her heart and enraptured her senses was that he told her that he loves her. He loves her!
"Wipe that grin off your face or else it'll stick," House mumbled in good humor, knowing all too well that she was grinning from ear to ear at the moment.
Cuddy laughed throatily and pulled away from their embrace and ran her fingers along his jaw line. "How can I not smile?" she looked up at him dreamily, "You told me you love me," she stated sweetly.
"You don't believe me?" House smirked.
Cuddy laughed, "This feels surreal," she started in a teasing manner, "Gregory House telling me he loves me."
"That's Doctor Gregory House to you," House corrected.
Cuddy ignored his admonition and pulled him up from the couch so they were standing face to face, " Say it again." Cuddy whispered with her lips inches from his.
House grabbed each side of her hip and thumped his thumbs on her hipbones. "Say what?" he cajoled innocently.
"I want to hear you say it again, please," Cuddy whispered.
House's hands glided up her sides and cupped her cheek before they gazed at each other. No matter how many times their eyes met, neither of them ever got tired of it. They could tell each other so much with just one look. It was a part of what made them so comfortable with each other.
"I love you, Cuddy," House told her endearingly.
Immensely satisfied Cuddy claimed his lips with hers and kissed him passionately without a single thought of anything.
He loved her, she loved him… nothing else mattered.
They kissed fervently, stumbling towards House's bedroom while they shed their clothes, not even thinking that they had work to return to. The need to consummate their admission of love was far too important than anything else.
They fell naked on top of the bed with Cuddy underneath House while he lavished her chest with attention. He took one pebbled nipple in his mouth and suckled on it while his left hand massaged her right breast, eliciting arousing moans from her mouth as she ran her right hand through his hair and her left cupped the back of his head as she pulled him closer than was even possible.
"House, that feels so good," she said stimulated by his nibbling and suckling on her nipple. He let go of her nipple and moved to her other one and repeated the same action and she involuntarily bucked upwards when he bit down on her turgid pink nipple.
He grunted in her breast when he felt her heat near his abdomen with her action. He let her nipple go and kissed his way down her promised land. He heard her breath hitch when he blew warm air into her core making her cry out and buck into his face which he managed to control by placing his strong hands on her hips. He ran his tongue along her wet slit and poked his tongue in, making her mewl in elation. He moved a hand to her clit and let his thumb rub it in agonizingly slow circles making her writhe below him.
"Oh God," Cuddy heaved when she felt him lapping at her juices. She grabbed at the bed sheets beside her and shook her head from side to side at the intensity building up inside her. The intense pressure wanting to be release as House moved his skilled tongue in and out of her and his thumb turned her on more.
When she thought she was about to orgasm from the pressure House stopped his ministrations and rolled her on her stomach after placing a pillow on her lower abdomen to elevate her ample behind.
Instead of complaining Cuddy found herself anticipating House's next move. Her breath caught in her throat when he kissed the side of her neck affectionately before kissing his way down her neck to her shoulders. He snaked his hand in front of her and filled his hand with a breast, cupping it and enjoying how they filled his hand. "House…" Cuddy breathed when his finger brushed her already pebbled nipple. Her eyes shut closed as she felt the fire in her core blazed.
"Cuddy…" House moaned her name along her spine, making her shiver. He dragged his skillful mouth near her ear and sucked a spot behind her ear that he knew she loved being kissed. "I want you." He husked in her ear, rubbing his crotch on her behind.
Cuddy panted in anticipation. She didn't want to wait anymore. She wanted to feel him within her, wanted to feel his hard, long member stretching her, and pulsing inside her. She needed him inside her like she needed air. "Take me… now," she instructed on a sigh, moving her legs farther apart which made her perfectly-shaped ass raise.
House couldn't have gotten any harder upon hearing her offering herself for him to take wholly. He relinquished his grasp on her breast and moved it to grab hold of her head and gently turned it to the side, making her face him. House met her juicy lips and kissed her. He kissed her tantalizingly slow and nibbled on her full lips. His left hand snaked down and between them as he cupped her femininity. She gasped into his mouth at the feel of his long lanky fingers testing her wetness. All Cuddy could do was moan and gasp in elation.
Cuddy removed her lips from his and gasped at the side of his face and told him again to take her. From behind her she felt him guide himself inside her and she cried out in a small voice when he slipped in and pushed all the way deliciously slow. Given the position, she was very tight and House grunted near her ear as he drove inside her.
His leg wasn't bothering him much thanks to the Vicodin he had earlier and that he wasn't paying any attention to it at all. He was lavishing Cuddy with his attention. He snaked a hand on her midsection and pulled her flush against him, making him shove inside her hard. Cuddy gave a low moan of pleasure and she started pushing back behind him.
"God, House, harder," Cuddy whispered. She was delighting in the way House fit her so well despite his large size. She gasped at every move he made and it was addictive.
House hummed and pushed inside her harder and harder… Given the position Cuddy was pleasured easier since her spot was easily hit again and again. Her elated moans and cries filled the room as once again the pleasure and pressure built up to a sweltering level.
She fought hard to keep her orgasm at bay and House kissed her cheek and panted as he continually drove in and out of her faster and faster.
The bed rocked and House felt like exploding but was waiting for Cuddy or at least for them to come at the same time. He reached in front where they were joined and found her clit, rubbing it vigorously.
Cuddy cried as she struggled to explode. She turned her head to the side and House met her dilated pupils hooded with desire. He leaned forward and leaned his forehead on hers.
"Come for me, Cuddy… Let go for me," House whispered in her ear, nuzzling it.
"I love you, House," Cuddy husked out in passionate bliss and smiled. She bit her lips and took a deep breath when he shoved again and again, giving her no time to come down from her high.
She had to release and she wanted him with her the same time she did. House claimed her lips again and thrust harder than he already was and he swallowed Cuddy's cries of elation and screams while she writhed beneath him as she let herself be overpowered by the intense orgasm that has claimed her. She called out his name as she rode out her climax and he held her close as she convulsed.
House shuddered above her and spilled his warm seed into her core as he let go when she did. They came at the same time but Cuddy's was much stronger than his. The way her walls clamped down on him was nirvana and she was his goddess. Her velvet walls milked him hard and he tried to regulate his erratic breathing. He slumped down behind her but made sure he was supporting himself on his arms as to not crush her.
Still experiencing the aftershock of her orgasm Cuddy breathed laboriously after House pulled out of her and she turned in his arms, facing him. She lay beneath him limp but with a smile on her face. House pulled his duvet over the two of them as he spooned behind her with her using his arm as a pillow as he held her closer.
He nuzzled the crook of her neck then her cheek and she saw her smile with her eyes closed and her left hand reached for the hand he had placed on her abdomen lacing their fingers together.
Cuddy smiled wider when he squeezed her hand. This was happiness. It was bliss. It felt so incredible to let someone know you love them and they tell you that they love you back.
"I love you too, Cuddy," House said kissing her cheek tenderly.
They laid there ensconced in each other's arms in peaceful silence before House broke it after glancing at the time.
"Do we have to go back to the hospital?" he asked her in a slightly spent voice. Well, their afternoon delight was very delightful to say the least.
Cuddy chuckled breathily, "You're ruining the mood," she gently scolded.
She felt House's chest rumbling as he laughed softly, "What?" he asked teasingly, "I'm actually asking about going back to work and you're stopping me?"
Cuddy turned in his arms and placed a hand on his cheek, patting it condescendingly, "You were a very good boy today… I want us to take the rest of the day off. It's been a rough yet wonderful day." Cuddy said with a smile, her eyes sparkling.
House pulled her closer and she shocked herself by actually giggling when he tightened his grip on her and turned he face closer to his, "So if I told you every day that I love you, I can stop doing clinic duty?" he asked mischievously in a sweet voice that pulled at her heartstrings and at the same time made her want to smack him silly.
Cuddy playfully scoffed at him and then turned her back to him after giving him a chaste kiss on the lips. He spooned her again and breathed in her scent which never failed to make her shiver.
"Nice try, but no…" she told him.
As an afterthought she smiled with her eyes still closed and seductively said, "But if you tell me you love me every day, I might consider making you feel like the luckiest man on earth."
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