Hi guys!

Well, this is it. The last drabble.

Thank you for sticking with me this summer, thank you for the lovely, lovely feedback. I appreciate every single review you guys write! I will hopefully be back soon. :D (yes, dear Guest, I am planning on writing all one hundred of them eventually. But I don't think I'll go as far as three hundred ;p)

This drabble is set in season seven, and is rated T for sexual situations. Now I thought 'I'm sorry I didn't mean to' was either very emotionally loaded or a silly situation, so... I went with silly. I hope you'll enjoy it!

19. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.

"Houuuuse," Cuddy hollered at the ceiling. "I'm coming!"

He was briefly tempted to pull away from her and tell her that, well, duh. If he couldn't tell she was climaxing from her hands gripping his hair, her thighs crushing his head, her sex clenching his fingers and her clit pulsating against his lips, she'd better find another partner. He decided instead that it would be a wiser idea to give his girlfriend an orgasm – which he did.

Cuddy's back arched up and she thrust her hips into his face, screaming her elation. He watched her peak and slowly, quietly glide back to Earth, one arm thrown across her face as she caught her breath.

"You almost broke my nose," he told her when she regained consciousness.

She chuckled breathlessly. "Worth it. I'm sure there's something I could do to make you feel better, though."

"You name it."

She smiled, took his hands and pulled him on top of her. "Come here." He kissed her sweetly, threading his fingers through her hair as she wrapped her hand around his erection. Just when he was lifting one of her thighs to enter her, she gently pushed him away. "Not like this," she whispered, before turning over and laying on her stomach.

House could not contain his excitement. "You naughty, naughty girl." As he leaned over to kiss her neck, she suddenly threw her head back and bumped into his nose. He yelped, Cuddy turned around, only to see him sit up as he rubbed his nose.

"Shit, sorry. You okay?"

"You know, if you wanted to play it rough, you could have just said so," he quipped.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"I think I'm having a nosebleed."

She rolled her eyes. "Let me see," she instructed as she moved his hands away. "You're fine, you big baby," she said before she kissed the tip of his nose. House looked down.

"Well, Little Greg isn't."

She followed his gaze. "Wow. Guess I really need to make you feel better, huh?" He glanced up at her. "Lie back," she said with a smirk.

As she trailed kisses down his navel, he told her, "By the way, I forgive you." She chuckled and wrapped her lips around him.