Not Phase Four

Back in House's Office...

She was lost in him.

Lost in the feel of his drawing them so close their hearts beat against each other. The warmth of him. The sound of his voice as he said 'I love you' again.

His lips brushed teasingly against hers. It was just a touch, only enough to leave her wanting.

Every fibre in her body ached for him.

She gripped him roughly by the collar and sucked his tongue eagerly into her mouth. She could almost feel him grin before one of his hands moved up through her hair and held her head hard against his ravenous tongue in a way that made her moan loudly and shudder against him.

Eyes closed, his tongue delving past her sweet soft lips and arms wrapped around her, House them blindly forward until her legs hit the couch. House pushed her gently so she tumbled into its soft depths.

"Hey!" she said indignantly.

"I take it you don't want me to join you then?" he asked smugly with a mixture of amusement and arousal in his eyes.

She smiled bashfully before grinning in a devilish sort of way that was fast becoming his most favourite thing in the world.

He leaned forward and pulled himself up her body, his weight settled softly on her small frame still supported by his elbows, one of her legs nestled safely between his the other bent against the back of the couch and wrapping around his hips.

"You know I was thinking we maybe shouldn't do this at work." He said softly.

A look of disappointment flitted across her face.

"But now I'm here." he continued with a wicked grin, one of his eyebrows raised smugly.

For which he received a smack on the shoulder, and a soft smile, before her hands snaked around his neck and drew his lips to hers for a soft kiss that left the both breathless.

But breathless they continued.

At the point when the door hissed as it opened interrupting the couples moans and groans of pleasure, Cameron's blouse was unbuttoned, House's button-down was lying on the floor and his shirt was hitched up around his ribs.

"Jimmy, what the heh…" House said looking to the door expecting to see Wilson, "Uh oh."

He was glad he was covering Cameron's modesty, and that he was lying down.

"What?" Cameron whispered frustrated at the lack of his kiss as she nibbled at the skin below his ear.

"Don't get jealous but that amazing rack I told you about earlier just walked in with a really low cut top on." He said his eyes fixated not on her rack, but her wide gaping eyes.

"Cuddy?" she hissed in shock.

"Well, duh!" he said lifting his head slightly to look down at Cameron, "Who else would come barging in here without knocking?"

"I was just checking." She said with a roll of her eyes, catching sight of said shocked hospital administrator at the corner of her eye.

"I need to get a remote control for that lock." House said absentmindedly.

"Are you sure this wasn't phase four?"

"Trust me, if this was part of the plan I would have been more organised and had something witty to say."

Cuddy had been silent the whole time lifted her right hand to cover her open mouth as she continued to stare at the two on the couch.

"Are you planning on standing there all day? Because we want to finish up at some point." House said in a mocking tone.

"Greg!" Cameron admonished.

"What?! It's true!"

Cameron grimaced and looked at the still aghast Cuddy.

"Hi." She said softly.

"Oh, and that was much better." House said sarcastically making to move form the couch.

"Don't you dare move." Cameron warned and she held him closer.

"It isn't exactly as if I'm much better off than you." he said mean his attire and a problem a little further south.

At which she shook her head and pulled his shirt down for him.

"Thank you." He said before giving her a soft kiss.

"Ah…em…" Cuddy stuttered.

"We should do this more often. Cuddy's never speechless; it's nice." He said with a smile.

"House!" Cuddy barked, most of her shock disappearing.

"Knew it wouldn't last." He stage whispered.

Cuddy crossed her left arm across her waist and brought her right hand to her forehead as if trying to rub away the beginnings of a headache.

"This is okay." she said practically covering her eyes, "No it's not. It's great, but don't think this get's you off clinic duty. I expect you and only you to do your clinic hours in ten minutes." She said turning from the room.

"And don't let me catch you again." She shouted as the door hissed closed and the treacherous lock clacked into place.

House glared at the door, as the lock openly mocked him.

"That went well." Cameron whispered.

"Easy for you to say you haven't got clinic duty in 10 minutes."

"10 minutes?" She said seductively as she began to hitch up his shirt once more. He hissed as his skin brushed hers once more.

"I could always be late." He said with a grin before his lips descended to hers once more.