"Lisa... If this is the only night we have, please... Stay."
For a few seconds she stopped breathing. He was so close that even if she wanted to, she couldn't leave. House hugged her. Cuddy rested her head on his chest.
The height difference was never so evident.
House laced his fingers in her hair. Cuddy let a Laugh escape her lips.
"I don't know how you can..." She spoke after a while when she pulled away from the embrace to look at him.
"What?" House smiled as if he already knew the answer.
"I don't know how you can make me feel this way." She whispered while her hands caressed his chest.
"Does that mean you are staying here?" His voice sounded more malicious than he had intended.
She answered that with a smile. Her hands went up to his hair. She moved her lips to his mouth and kissed him.
The kiss wasn't erotic but, definitely, intense and passionate. Without broke the kiss he put his hand in her hair pulling her closer in order to deepen the kiss.
She hugged him as if she was scared that he would leave. She hugged him tight, not so tight to hurt him but tight enough to show how much she needs him.
With the eyes closed they went to the couch. As they walked to the couch his leg started to hurt. He thought he'd fall. He broke the kiss and Cuddy looked at him guilty.
"Are you ok?"
"I'm fine..." He said as he broke the embrace. "I don't need any..."
"Help?" She said. When they sat on the couch, Cuddy laughed a little. "Maybe this is a warning. Are you sure you can...?"
"Hey! I'm old, but I'm not THAT old." He said blushing a little.
"I don't know... After twenty years, maybe you're not the same." She laughed.
"You know it's not the age, it's the damn leg." He looked at his leg with a look of contempt.
"This only means that we can't do everything your dirty mind imagine." She laughed, trying to make him more comfortable, and kissed him quickly.
House smiled. He looked at her curiously when she started to massage his leg.
"You don't need to do this" He said.
But Cuddy pretended she didn't listen him. She stopped when she felt his hand on her face, pulling her into a kiss.
"You..." She said breathless. "Didn't need to do this either."
"I can stop if you want me to." House gave her a playful smile.
She shook her head negatively. She put her legs around him, being careful to not hurt his leg. He helped her and kissed her again, this time more intensely.
Cuddy started to unbutton his shirt. She ran her nails over his skin, leaving red marks on his chest. As if she had hurted him with her nails Cuddy started to kiss his chest.
"You're not playing fair." He smiled.
"I can stop if you want me to." She smiled and began to button his shirt.
"Don't even think about this." He grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms above her head. "Never start something you can't finish, boss."
"But I can send someone else to finish for me..." Cuddy smirked. "I just need someone competent to do it for me."
House smiled. Holding her hands behind her head, he came closer and started to kiss her neck.
He was so focused on her neck that he released her wrists.
She pushed him away and stood up.
"You're a bad, bad boy, House."
"Oh, mom! Don't make me walk!" House said trying to pull her to him again. "I promise that I'll be a good boy."
"You promise?" She said, pretending not to believe him.
"Of course." He grabbed her hand and sat her on his lap again. "I'll do whatever you want me to."
Cuddy smiled as she started to kiss his neck.
"You're so easy, House." She laughed and she started to unbutton his shirt again.
Cuddy took his shirt off. Her hands ran all over his body. Now, was his time to take her shirt off, exposing her bra.
"Can I?" He pointed to her breasts.
"You ask permission?" She laughed.
"Hey, I'm a good boy." He said and his hands began to fondle her breasts. Giving her a unique sensation.
Cuddy threw her head back in pleasure. Yeah, House wasn't a 'good boy' at all. Cuddy ran her hands over his thighs and inner thighs.
"What are you doing down there, woman?"
"Well, I..." She faked an innocent look and started to open his pants. "I just want to see something."
House grabbed her wrists.
"What?" She asked confused.
"Are you sure you want this?" He was serious. "We drank a little, you foughtwith Lucas and now... Well. You know how this gonna end. I just want to make sure..."
"Wait a minute." She laughed. "You want to know if I want to sleep with you?"
He took her off his lap and stood up.
"I… I just don't want you to regret this... I don't want to regret this."
Cuddy stood up and hugged him from behind.
"Do you think I'm going to let you regret this?"
He didn't answer because he didn't know what to say.
"You said if this was the only night we had together I should stay." She hugged him tight. "Greg... I'm here."
"What does that means?" He looked at her. "Does that mean this is our only night together? I..." He was going to say something, but he didn't.
Cuddy looked at him.
"I just need to know one thing..." He started.
"What?"
"Do you love me?"