Another anniversary story and a bit more smut than the last chapter, hope you like it. Again sorry for leaving this story for so long L

Jewellery

May 2007

Gregory House didn't have many fetishes, contrary to what he let on. For all his talk and bravado about sex, he only had a few kinky fantasies and truth be told they included one other person and one other person only.

Lisa Cuddy.

It all began 20 years ago. In October 1986, Lisa Cuddy first started University in Michigan, and Gregory House had also just started there having been thrown out of John Hopkins. Even though they had been there only a month, word about the legendary Greg House had spread like wildfire around the University.

He'd slept with over two dozen girls all over campus, he'd set impossible standards in all his lectures, he was the best Medical student the University had ever had, he was one of the most gorgeous men the girls had seen, he was a great Musician and could have been a rock star, he was a great Sportsman and could have been on every team, but through all that he was a rude, arrogant jerk which also garnered him with no friends.

The pair had first met in the Student Union and it wasn't the best first meeting, he was naturally rude and she was naturally shocked. But the kicker came when he stumbled over someone's foot and spilt an entire tray of alcoholic drinks on her (including ice!) and didn't even apologize. He just spent five minutes pretending to dry her off though he was actually groping her, all the while he was making leering comments at her.

Eventually she had enough and just yelled at him, calling him every name under the sun and telling him just what everyone else was afraid to because he was a legend. Only after she finished ranting did she realise she was surrounded by people when the bar erupted into applause.

She was terrified to look at him but when she did she saw him smirking at her and she swore she noticed a flicker of awe on his handsome face. She smiled back and after that they became friends.

He knew he was only gonna be there for a year and when her birthday approached he gave her a present. It was the first time he had bought a birthday present for a girl except his mother. And he was nervous about giving it to her. He didn't want anyone to see so he asked her to meet him in town, away from campus.

Inside the velvet box was a gold chain with a small charm of a bright blue sapphire on it. It was a reminder of their shared fetish with his eyes. Eye contact turned him on and they both knew it, she also adored his eyes, it seemed when he became really passionate about something, which was only about music or figuring out puzzling Medicine problems, his eyes seemed to gleam an even brighter blue, as if all his happiness burst from them.

And House noticed that even 20 years later, she still wore the necklace. Every few days it would turn up, when she was arguing with him he couldn't help be drawn to it. Most people thought he was simply staring at her breasts as he usually did, but she knew he was aiming a little higher on those days. It made his voice catch in his throat, his eyes sparkle with memories, his fingers tighten around the cane, his cock tense in his jeans. It gave him a quick rush of the past. Strangely seen as how they had never been lovers, despite the rumours around the hospital.

What was worse for House is he knew that Cuddy could see what that necklace did to him, for him the signs were external but he couldn't see what effect it had on her. It made her brain practically melt, it made her heart beat faster, it made her clit tingle, it made her breasts feel heavy.

They were so in tune with each other and they couldn't even admit it. Everyone could see the sexual tension bouncing off them, and the way House teased her was just like a little boy pulling a girl's hair in the school yard.

One thing or another had always stopped them from getting together. Whether it was living in different cities, or other boyfriends and girlfriends, or a twinge in House's leg which had eventually escalated. That was the one thing that had truly damaged their friendship. But overtime House had looked back at that day in his mind so many times and just thought about it. He didn't blame Cuddy really, or not completely.

It was Stacy's decision, Cuddy had only told her the option but not forced her into it, Cuddy had also known what the ramifications would be if they went ahead with the forbidden surgery. That was why she didn't do it, she knew House. But Cuddy had been at a conference on that day, it was one she didn't want to go to, but she really couldn't afford to miss. Especially since she had only been Dean of Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital for a year. That was when Stacy agreed to the surgery to remove the dead muscle from House's leg rendering him immobile for a couple of months and then crippled the rest of his life.

Then Stacy had swooped out without even a backward glance, Cuddy had been the one to pick up all the pieces of House, and Wilson too, whose second marriage was falling apart at the same time. She had to deal with her two closest friends both depressed about lost love, her own worries and problems didn't take a backseat they were shoved out the fucking car altogether!

And House began to see Cuddy in a new light, she had always been the one to answer back to him, to never be afraid of him. But then he saw her as the one who never let him down, who always stood by him no matter what. She had stuck by through all the verbal abuse he threw at her, all the blame because the one who was to blame wasn't around. She had been robbed of his trust in her but she had also gained it back overtime, working to earn it. House now respected and admired her for that, much more than he could ever say. She had wanted to be friends with him, she had fought for their friendship back, that spoke volumes to him. It was much more than Stacy had ever done for him, more than anyone had.

That was when House realised he wasn't good enough for Cuddy.

He was abrasive and rude to her, he embarrassed her countless times in front of donors or board meetings, he took most of her hospital's money, he never went to conferences or gave lectures making it impossible for her to promote the miracles that he accomplished, he had caused so much trouble for her. Yet she never left. She was always there standing right beside him, fighting tooth and nail with him.

He had no idea what he had ever done in his life to deserve someone like Lisa Cuddy in his life but he was glad and he wasn't ever gonna let her go.

He had decided that on her 40th birthday. 21st May 2007. He knew she was dreading it and only two people knew when it was. Him and Wilson. It was an agreement between the three of them, they never told anyone their birthdays, and they didn't make a big deal out of them. But this year was special, so Wilson had bought her a very nice gift, a brand new power suit though he had to admit his wife had picked it out. But Cuddy was still very thankful.

Not to be outdone, that day House had a very special gift for Lisa. Which he was gonna give her around mid-afternoon. He knew she had been locked up in her office, except for a quick and private celebratory lunch with Wilson, going over budgets, complaints and mid-year reports of the monotonous kind. So he called in for a little break. He was the only one brave enough to, but also the only one who could get away with it. With the locked door and the closed blinds, everyone knew that Lisa Cuddy did not want to be disturbed today. And everyone was gonna respect that except House.

"Major law suit." House said to Brenda as he approached Cuddy's office. "Called me in for meeting, I can't say no to the Mistress now, can I?" Brenda rolled her eyes and tried her best to ignore him.

She knew it was House when he came in, she could hear someone fiddling with the lock and knew he had popped it in seconds, the vandal. But she was puzzled when he locked it back up. "Hello Lisa." She knew something was definitely up when he called her that. But she played along with it.

"Hello Greg." She responded without looking up. "Better be important."

"Oh I think the anniversary of your birth is always important." He smiled and walked to her desk. "Happy Birthday." He placed a small wrapped gift on her desk. She looked up at him and then back at the present. He then noticed she was indeed wearing the necklace. It was very fitting for the day. Twenty long years of wear and it still looked beautiful on her. 'But then everything does.' House thought briefly. He let a dirty smirk slip as another thought entered his mind. 'I'm sure she would be beautiful without anything as well.'

Cuddy had entertained herself by opening the gift, and the box, which held a bracelet, with a bright blue sapphire enraptured in the gold band. She smiled as House came round the desk and picked it up. He fumbled a little but managed to clasp it to her wrist.

"Beautiful." House whispered. Cuddy looked up from her brand new piece of jewellery to discover House's face dangerously close to hers. But she didn't have anymore time to think about that as he placed his lips on hers. As soon as he did that Cuddy lost all perspective of right and wrong or office relationships or contemplating what they were doing, as her immediate reaction was to increase the kiss and delve right into his mouth. Slipping her tongue in, she found her hands wandering up onto his neck pulling him closer. But she could see he was straining by being bent at an odd angle, him standing up while she was still sitting at her desk.

So she stood up, and finally he let his cane drop, fumbling his hands through her silky smooth hair mussing it up just enough. Cuddy took a quick breather away from his lips, but couldn't help herself, the lust overtook her and she was back on his mouth, biting his lip and forcefully tangling with his tongue. Kissing him was just like she had imagined it would be, intense and fun, he wasn't focused on anything else.

Holding her closer, Cuddy could feel House's obvious erection pressing insistently against her stomach and she felt a surge of power that ran through her and ignited her, she was excited by the fact that she was making him feel like this. But House's leg quickly dictated that this wasn't gonna be an easy job, as she felt it quiver.

"Your leg." She whispered, as his mouth was licking her neck.

"I know." He said resignedly.

"The couch." She quickly led him there, and forced him down, with her straddling him. She resumed kissing him as he hands made quick work of divesting her of her jacket, green blouse and white lace bra. They fell to the floor like leaves before Cuddy let her shoes fall off her feet beside them. House took his time with her breasts, as she knew he would. Licking them, stroking them, biting them, rubbing his stubble on her till her nipples had turned hard with want of him.

Slowly she stood up and avoided House's eyes as she removed her skirt and panties, letting them join all her clothes on the floor. She was totally nude in her office, except for the necklace and bracelet, which had started this whole thing off. Suddenly Cuddy felt shy and bashful about appearing naked in front of House. Till she saw his face, he was positively gasping for her, his eyes perusing her with pleasure, taking in every inch of her glorious body.

She smiled and straddled him again, reaching between them as House buried his face against her neck, holding her close. She managed to unbuckle his jeans, and tugged them down a little. But he grabbed her hand and stopped before she pulled them down far enough to reveal his scar.

She looked at him and nodded, she knew that gigantic scrape across his leg made him feel sexually inadequate, but it didn't matter at the moment, she knew she'd get a chance to see it later.

"Wait, I don't have a condom." House admitted looking at her.

"It's not the right time, trust me." She said, shaking her head. It didn't matter, besides she had to be that close to him, she didn't want any barriers down there whatsoever.

"Always have." House whispered not even sure if she heard it, but she did.

Finally his cock was set free though and she quickly led him to the fiery inferno between her own legs. Slowly, so slowly he pushed into her with ease. Moving gently at first, when Cuddy resumed kissing him he took it as a sign to go faster, and he did plunging into her with all he had, wanting her to come, needing the release himself.

He heard her gasping and brought her down to his shoulder, just in case she cried out. He had trouble keeping his own mouth shut, which had always been a problem for him but never more so than now.

Finally after all the years of his pent up lusting for her and her bottled yearning for him, they came together, and House grinned as he felt her shiver against him just as she climaxed. His own body felt shaky, and they remained like that for a couple of minutes just holding each other.

Until she knew the inevitable would come, and they were back to reality. She gently got off him, feeling empty and hollow, and sat beside him carefully avoiding his leg. He grinned at her, here they were in her office as they had been many times but never like this. She was completely naked except for her jewellery and he was still in his t-shirt, jeans and shoes. But the amusing moment passed as Cuddy got dressed with reluctance and House stood, zipping his jeans up and retrieving his cane.

All both wanted to do now was sink right into bed and lose themselves in each other again, taking their time to explore each other and love each other.

"Better get back to work." House said, softly as he made his way to the door. Both had finally calmed down now and could carry on for the rest of the day.

"You know House," Cuddy started as he turned back to look at her. "I wasn't actually born till 10:36 in the evening. See you tonight, your place."

He grinned, "Happy Birthday Lisa." Then turned and left her office before he could do any more damage.