Titled: Pain in my heart chapter 20
Author: curseofavalon
Rating: R
Summary: Can they make it or will the past intervene?
Authors Note: comments, reviews and critique are very welcome. Thanks to lj user"wanderlonely" for the shirt idea.
Pairing: Huddy
Disclaimer: I don't own House or its characters Fox does tho, I just used them shamelessly for this snippet.
House woke with a start as a cool breeze swept through the window and over him, leaving him freezing. He pulled the comforter tighter around him and turned to Cuddy's side, intent on cuddling her close but was only able to grab for an empty pillow.
Groaning he rolled over once more and gazed at the door, it was slightly ajar and light from the hallway was pouring into the bedroom. Minding his leg, Greg got up and grabbed his cane, which was hooked onto his nightstand, and fished his boxers from the ground with it so he could get them on.
He found his lover in the kitchen, pack of milk in one hand, glass in the other. That wasn't what he saw first though.
His eyes took a hungry glint as his heated gazed traveled up her silken legs, then over her almost nude body, nipples perking from the cold, hair spilling over her shoulders in wild waves. She was wearing his blue, rumpled dress shirt, only one button closed. The sight made him think dirty thoughts, and he smirked.
Yep he was definitely whipped
Actually House liked every second of it. He would feel like dead and gone to heaven if Cuddy would agree to always wear this attire. The shirt not being able to conceal her nipples at all, letting him see just enough delicious skin and breast to feel more and more blood rushing south.
'You going to stand there longer or actually come over here?'
Lisa's voice held an erotic tone and he groaned as he almost ran to her, crashing his lips against hers feverishly. Their tongues entwined in a fierce wet battle, his hands grabbed at her, under his shirt, his calloused hands stroking over her sensitive breasts, making her moan and shiver. Before he could drive her behind rational thought, Lisa broke the kiss and pushed him to lean against the Island counter, making quick process of his boxer brief's. Before he knew what was happening to him, she was kneeling before him giving him a sassy smile before getting them a midnight treat.
It was ten when Cuddy woke, surrounded by a comforting warmth, a heavy arm draped over her midriff, stroking her belly ever so softly. She had to smile instantly as she remembered their previous night and it's activities. They had this kind of routine now, and in between routine tasks it was a red, hot and sexy something she wasn't able to fully describe. House could do incredible things to her and made her do things she never thought that she, Lisa Cuddy, was capable of doing. She could feel him shift, his straining morning erection pressed into her back, jumping promisingly as she wriggled against him.
'You're killing me woman...'
It had her smiling, the way his voice hitched while she pressed more firmly against him, how she could feel him respond against her, his shaft thickening and hardening more. With a moan House pressed his lips against her bare shoulder, scorching her with his demanding kisses.
'Mmmmh, I'm hungry House.'
'Just what I wanted to hear.'
With one swift movement he had her pinned on her back, under him and smirked down at her before pressing his member against her core. It forced a gasp from her, made her arch her back towards him and a purr rise in her chest. She was gorgeously wet and soft against him and House almost came from that feeling alone.
'Damn Cuddy.'
Was all that House could force out before pushing into her in one, long and deep stroke.
' I can't believe it. I should've known it was to good to be true. You wanting to help me and all.'
Chuckling Lisa put a plate filled to the brim with scrambled eggs before him and chuckled.
'Hey if I remember last night correctly I helped you a lot. A breakfast isn't asked too much eh?'
'I guess.'
Blushing to the roots of her hairs as she thought about what had happened only hours earlier on the kitchen table they now sat at. House smirked again.
'Nice visual? See me pounding into you whenever you close your eyes?'
'See me kneeling before you whenever you look at the counter Greg?'
She wore a smirk of her own. Her foot had somehow made it into his lap, making sure that he remembered just how much fun he had had.
'Little sex kitten.'
'Grumpy old nymphomaniac.'
'As if you don't enjoy that Dr do-me-harder Cuddy.'
'Say's the right person Mr I-can't-pass-you-by-without-getting-hard House.'
They both looked up at the same time from their plates, grinning from ear to ear, then went back to their morning routine as the moment passed.
The weekend had passed in a flash, but left both Doctors relaxed to no ends. House even whistled as he prepared a sandwich for them Sunday night at his place.
'You know we should've just stayed at the cabin.'
'We both have a job to do House.'
'I'd much rather do other things.'
Waggling his brows he tried to look alluring, Cuddy only rolled her eyes though before chuckling.
'We have enough time after work.'
'Not enough in my opinion.'
She nodded sympathetic, really understanding him. Spending time apart from Greg was starting to affect her.
'We're ok though?'
House leaned over and kissed her tenderly, then nodded.
'You know I'm an old grumpy idiot. I'm just bitching.'
She kissed him back softly and smiled genuinly.
'I should get going, have to get in early tomorrow.'
'Can't you stay?'
'I have an early meeting tomorrow Greg. I'm sorry but I really can't stay.'
The parting took them almost an hour. House wouldn't let Cuddy go easily, putting up a hard fight, in the end having to let her go reluctantly, having her promise a treat for good behavior.
The next morning House made it to work only an hour late, not having been able to sleep anyway.
He was set on getting his treat for being earlier than usual right away, strutting towards her office, a dangerous glint in his eye. Due to the fact that he was plotting what to demand of Cuddy he never noticed the meaningful stares and whispers behind hands that was guided towards him at the nurses station.
With a flourish he threw her door open, oblivious to the look she gave him, raising his arms at his sides.
'I'm an hour too early, I want a treat.'
When that gave him no reaction he looked down at her. Her face was not laughing or angered, she ws biting at her lower lip and glancing at something before her. Looking at the same direction he saw someone was sitting before Cuddy.
'Ooops did I run into your Call Girl hour again?'
'Greg...'
She was worried to death about something, his face shifted from banter to confusion. The person in the chair turned and his heart stopped beating as he saw who made his way to Princeton Plainsboro.
'You...!'