Disclaimer: The Characters from House M.D. aren't my property
"When one doesn't answer the door it's usually a sign to go away." House scolded her.
"Oh I heard you playing and assumed you couldn't hear me." She said ignoring his attitude.
"If you are here to return my game hand it over and go home." House said.
"I ordered Chinese and went a little overboard want some?" She asked matter a factly.
"How convenient. Listen to me Sarah go share with Jimmy or your new friends who all happen to work for me." House said coldly. She ignored him walking into his house. She headed over to the couch settling in pulling two cartons out of the bag and placing the rest on the table.
"Can I get a beer?" She asked.
He sighed and went to grab some drinks. He sat down next to her handing over chopsticks and grabbing a carton out of the bag for himself.
"This can't become a habit." He said defeated.
"I do eat dinner most nights." She said.
"Nothing's going to happen here." He told her referring to the two of them.
"Why can't we just eat?" She asked.
"Cause Wilson is my best friend." He said.
"And he's my brother. So what?" Sarah said getting pissed. "It's not my fault."
"Where's my game boy?" He asked.
"In my pocket." She said tapping the back of her jeans.
"You're sitting on it?" House asked sounding appalled.
"You want it?" She asked and he gave her an annoyed look. "One kiss." She said boldly and he froze.
"Sarah." He warned.
"You're not involved." She said.
"I have a duckling with an infatuation. She's older than you." He said.
"Would you rather she be here?" Sarah asked prepared for any answer prepared to leave if he said yes.
"Give me back my game." He said.
"Answer the question Greg." She said her face devoid of emotion.
"No." He finally said.
She put down her food and took his out of his hands to place on the table.
She pulled his Clash t-shirt over his head. He was surprised but didn't try to stop her. Then he just watched her as she pulled her own red top off next.
He started to say something but she put a finger to his lips and he let her. She laid back and pulled him down over her. Her hands going to unsnap her bra and he pulled it off of her filling his hands with her before his lips descended on hers.
His phone started ringing but they both ignored it. Her hands were in his hair and their tongues dueling. Her legs were locked around his conscious of his right thigh his erection evident against her stomach. Her hands were pulling him closer going into the back of his pants.
A message was left that neither of them heard then his beeper was going off. "Fuck it." He groaned feeling her withdrawal. But she pushed him off her anyway knowing if his beeper and phone were both going off at night it was important, he was a doctor.
He was holding himself up with his arms looking down at her.
"You gotta go." She said though her hands were still moving on his ass.
He leaned down and nipped at her breast burying his face there for a minute before getting up slowly.
She moved to sit up and grabbed his shirt to pull over her head.
"Get a clean one you're going into work." She said and he stalked off.
She was still on his couch when he left.