A/N Happy February. Sorry for the longer than usual wait. Couldn't get this one to flow right. I think I nailed it though. Only took four tries. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I'm running out of witty things to say here... They're not mine.
"We're having a party." House exclaimed walking into the living room, and spotting his recently made official roommate fiddling with his PSP on the couch. He snatched the game from her hands, and leaned against the recliner facing her.
"A party?" Remy asked, sitting up. Seeming a bit annoyed with her amusement being gone.
"Yes, for you." He replied. Shutting off the device and setting it on the table.
"For me?" She repeated him again.
"Yes I'll let out you film me making out with Cameron." House stated in a slow voice. Causing the brunette to sit up more with a confused, appalled look on her face.
"What?"
"You were repeating everything I said. I figured why not take advantage?" He smirked smugly at his cleverness.
"So we're having a party? For me?" Remy clarified, pulling her knees to her chest. With a cocked eyebrow. Wondering if this was just more of House's nonsense.
"Yes. A house warming party." He cried, with faked enthusiasm.
"Are there going to be people at this party?" Thirteen asked. Skeptical about what kind of party House would throw.
"Yes what kind of party would it be without people?" The scruffy faced guy replied. Shaking his head while he spoke to her in a duh tone.
"And, what will we do?"
"It's a party for hell's sake. Just go with it." House got up, and walked to the kitchen.
A thought suddenly hit her. "When is it?" She asked.
"Tonight. Just wait for people to start showing up." He replied. Getting food out. Remy assumed either for himself or the party.
People did start showing up soon. The people being their group of friends. Remy should have assumed as much. No one else would trust House enough to come. Nor did she think that House would want people outside that little group coming to his house.
Wilson and Amber showed up first. James with a six pack of coke. Which House complained should have been alcohol. Amber sat down, barely sparring Remy a glance. Wilson went to the kitchen to argue with House about something. In the way they did.
Then Lisa and Allison showed up. Allison giving Remy a small kiss on the lips, before settling down on the couch.
House's attention seemed to focus on the two for a few moments after the small display of affection. But quickly went back to Wilson when he noticed that they were done. Well with anything he cared about. Allison all cuddled up to Thirteen like that wasn't the kind of affection he was interested in.
"So what are we going to do at this party of..." Lisa glanced around at the group, as Foreman entered, "seven?"
"Cards!" House cried. Getting happy grins from the other guys, and a sly smug one from Amber.
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"This is dumb." Remy stated. Sitting on the stairs with Allison leaning against her chest.
"Very much yes. Very suck-y home warming party." Allison pulled the arms around her waist tighter. Leaning again back against the pillow of Remy's chest.
"I wonder if they've even noticed I'm gone." Remy wondered aloud. Happily following Allison's wishes and hugging her to her from behind.
"They seem to be having fun." Allison observed. Looking over the banister to the group of their friends playing cards, and eating junk food.
"Yeah, I'm not much into poker." The brunette stated, leaning over the blonde slightly to see the five of them engrossed in their game.
"I'm fine with poker. But it depends on what we're betting." The blonde started playing with the sleeves of her girlfriend's shirt. A playful grin starting to form on her lips.
"Mmm, and what do you like to bet Allison?" Remy mumbled against her ear. Allison's grin grew even more. Turning in the brunette's arms. So she was kneeling between her legs.
"Ever played strip poker?" She asked. Another cute little playful smile tugging at her lips. Remy smiled back.
"Actually no, I haven't." The brunette leaned forward a bit so that she couldn't focus very well on anything but Allison's clear blue eyes. "Have you?" The playful smile on Allison's lips turned teasing.
"Maybe." She mumbled, almost kissing the brunette. Remy let out a small chuckle against Allison's lips. The blonde pulled back slightly. Giggling a bit herself. Soon they were both laughing for no real reason.
"I love you." She said it in a light hearted way. But both froze when they realized the actual words she had uttered. Remy looked down to find the blonde's eyes after a moment of internal panic. "I-I mean-" But she didn't have anything to say that she meant because she did. She loved every last thing about the blonde looking up at her, with so many emotions swirling around in those big blue eyes of hers.
"I mean. I love you." Even though every instinct in her told her to look away to avoid whatever was going to happen in response to that, she kept staring glued to the other girls eyes. Needing her to say it back, while simultaneously not caring if she did.
"I love you too." Allison replied after a moment of silence that had spread out between them. Thick and slightly unbearable for both. There was a bit of disbelief in her tone. She surprised herself with how true the words felt, and how those emotions she felt rearing up in her at different moments around the brunette. Sometimes only thinking about her. Flared up at the those words, and she found herself repeating them. "I love you."
Then she laid a kiss on Remy's lips. A light, not needy, but not hesitant kiss. That lasted just longer than a small peck.
The two came back together in a moment. The kiss quickly gained strength. They soon got lost in it. Remy buried her fingers in blonde hair to keep their lips sealed firmly together. Allison found her hands sliding up the back of Remy's shirt. Gently rubbing the soft skin she found there. Encouraging Remy to hold her just that more tightly, running her tongue over the blonde's bottom lip. Begging for entry. Which the she happily granted. When their tongues met the little bit of self-control over the fact that they were on the staircase in almost plain view of their friends began to slip away.
They were jolted from that moment at House's cry for victory over a won round though.
"Do you want to go upstairs?" Allison asked sweetly. But with the spark in her eye that Remy recognized from a few prior rather heavy make out sessions.
"Allison, I'm not sure I'll.." She trailed off her attention slipping to the thumb that had started rubbing the inside of her thigh.
"Let's go upstairs." The blonde insisted. Placing a kiss on Remy's collarbone. Getting a feeble 'okay' in response, as she was half dragged up a couple steps.
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They kissed again, again, and again. Remy was surprised when she felt her bed bump into the back of her knees. But didn't complain when she was pushed onto it. Lips met flesh. Teeth met lips. Tongues met tongues. Hands found bare skin.
Remy stopped Allison, who was hovering over her when she felt her shirt being dragged up over her stomach.
"Do you remember that there are people down stairs?" Remy asked. Why? Why was she doing this to herself.
"Yes. Do you mind the people down stairs?" Allison asked before attaching her lips to the brunette's pulse point.
"If you keep doing that I won't..." Remy felt her self-control and restraint slipping away with increasing speed. Allison removed her lips to push the brunette's shirt over her head.
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"Do you guys have any idea where Allison and Thirteen went?" Lisa asked, leafing threw her bowl of candy winnings. Leaned against House's knees.
"I have lots of ideas, but I don't know if you'd deem them appropriate." House answered, reaching down to snatch a chocolate, and getting a to late swat at his hand.
"I'm serious, didn't we do this for Thirteen? And now you don't even know where she is?" Lisa stretched her bowl from House's grip as he reached to steal another sweet. While looking around the group of teenagers around her. Eyebrows raised.
"I'm pretty sure that I did this for Thirteen." House looked around at the small shakes of the head he got to that.
"This really isn't a party." Amber stated.
"Well fine then. Stop drinking my pop." House snapped, reaching for the can in her hand. The honey blonde recoiled into Wilson from his best friend's reach. Foreman chuckled at the interactions. While Lisa continued counting her winnings, happy to have her boyfriend distracted and not trying to steal them.
The group momentarily forgot about the two of their missing members again.
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"Remy." The gasp against the brunette's ear only encouraged her fingers to get that spot again. She curled those fingers in the blonde with her bucking hips. Earning another gasp-like moan from her, this time she didn't try to form it into her name. Only keep from screaming instead. Although that was becoming increasingly difficult.
The brunette flicked her thumb over Allison's clit as she gasped, making the sound gain volume. She removed her mouth from the blonde's neck, and captured her lips instead. To swallow the end of the pleasure elicited noise.
She let out her own moan when she felt fingers run down her back. Short nails skating over the bare flesh of it.
She took in the look of ecstasy on her lover's face. Her pace slowing, distracted with the sounds, and faces she was making this girl. Who she was finding herself falling more and more in love with every moment.
Those short nails on her her back gained her attention. Curling at the small of her back, when Remy's pace in the blonde slowed. Allison bucked her hips again, pressing into the brunette's hand as much as possible. Trying to encourage her to pick her old pace back up. Her body burning for the release it had been promising.
"Re-my.." Allison was a bit surprised she had been able to form the name. Panting and gasping as she was. She got a rather forceful thrust in response to her begging. Followed by three more, and the gentle teasing to that precious bundle of nerves. Taut and sensitive with her approaching orgasm.
It came shuddering over her. Muscles clenching, releasing, and spasming. Remy curled her fingers still buried to the knuckle in the blonde, causing her to cry out in ecstasy. Remy closed her mouth over the blonde's again. Bringing her free hand up from Allison's hip to cup her cheek.
The two collapsed together on the unmade bed. Allison snuggling into her mostly naked girlfriend's shoulder. Mumbling 'I love you' against it. Remy stroked her bare back. Amazingly tired, and responding in kind. The thought of sleep was really appetizing.
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"Allie? Allison it's like ten thirty, your mom wants you home before eleven, and I am not dealing with her wrath again." Lisa's voice traveled to Remy's room, and she wondered how long she had dozed off for. Lisa was coming to her room!
"Allison! Al, wake up." Remy gently shook the blonde in her arms. Who just mumbled and clung tighter onto her. Lisa's footsteps got closer up the stairs. A small bit of panic went off in Remy's stomach. She gave Allison a stronger shake. Which seemed to break through the fog.
"Rem? What time is it?" She grumbled. Stretching, and if Remy wasn't panicking at the fact that Lisa was very close and her and Allison were very naked. She would have taken the time to note how adorable it was, with a small yawn too.
"Like ten thirty. We need to get dressed." Remy slid off of the bed flipping on the light switch, and looking for her underwear.
Allison sat up, confused for a moment. Before remembering her nakedness, and dragging the blanket up over her. Then remembered what had occurred for her to be in her state of undress. Sending a warm pleasant flush through her body.
"Dressed. Lisa is coming." Remy handed her a jumble of her clothing. Offering her a small panicked smile, and Allison realized her urgency. Unjumbling the clothing, and tugging them on. Glancing up at Remy and deciding that she preferred her naked. A thought that made her feel funny inside. The very very good funny.
Lisa gave a small knock, and opened the door right as Remy buttoned the last button on her shirt. The wrinkles that had formed from it lying on the floor couldn't be helped. Lisa looked in to the room, seeming a bit suspicious of what they had been doing before brushing it off and repeating her earlier statement about Allison's mother's wrath.
"Yeah, we should go..." Allison looked from Lisa to Remy. Really, really not wanting to leave her. "Can you give us a minute?" She looked back to the brunette still standing in the doorway. Who cocked a suspicious eyebrow before closing the door with a stretched out 'sure.'
Allison wrapped her arms around Remy in a tight hug. Mumbling "I don't want to go." Against her neck.
"It's okay. I'll see you tomorrow." The taller of the two let Allison tuck herself under her chin, and held her for a couple more seconds.
"I love you." She stated, breaking the embrace, with a small glance to the door, and Lisa most likely waiting outside. A giddy smile slipped over Allison's features at the words.
"I love you too." There was a certain real-ness to it all of the sudden. As if they just needed to speak the emotions both had been feeling for a while now to make everything that had happened seem real. But strangely enough, okay.
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Remy leaned against the door frame of the front door watching her friends drive away. It had been a nice night. A thought of Allison cuddled to her, naked, and asleep. Followed by one of her happily smiling face saying I love you, flitted through her head. It had been a wonderful night.
The door opened and closed next to her. House leaned against it. After a couple moments of silence, in which the break lights of Lisa's car disappeared around the corner, and Remy became aware of House's eyes on her. She looked from the spot where Lisa's car had been to him.
"You got laid." He stated. Blank facial expression never changing. Firm certainty behind the words.
"I did-" She started to deny the claim. Still feeling all warm and bubbly. Not sure if that was from the sex... No, Remy now knew why they called it making love.
"You did, it's all over your face." He looked away before she could recuperate an answer. "You're in love too." He added when she still didn't reply. "That's all over your face too. Has been for weeks." He took a sip from his soda. Calm as if they were discussing the weather.
"I am." She wouldn't deny that. She was, and loved the feeling bubbling in her. A feeling she had never felt before. Even though she wasn't so sure if House knowing about her love life was the best.
"You're happy too."
"Are you happy?" It suddenly occurred to her that he seemed a bit pleased lately. Whether it was over the fact that he had figured her and Allison out before they came out. Or one of his many successful pranks. She didn't know. She just knew that he hadn't been harboring his usual frown. She wondered if he and Lisa had something like this feeling in her belly about Allison. A memory of that look they had shared on the day Lisa introduced her to the group brought itself to her attention. They had to have something special.
"I'm content." He responded. "For now." Remy supposed that content was as close to happy House was willing to admit. The silence stretched between them, not uncomfortably. "She really, really cares about you." House stated. Looking over to Thirteen for a reaction. "Don't hurt her."
Another moment of silence stretched between them. Neither making a move to go inside. Thirteen thinking about how odd it was that House was warning her not to hurt Allison. In a brotherly manner.
"Do you think she called?" The idea had been swirling around in Remy's brain for some time now. But she hadn't voiced it until now.
"Nope." House answered with out even pausing to think about it. Knowing just what she meant by called.
"Why?" Remy didn't want to sound like she distrusted her girlfriend. But the memory of her standing there with her hands balled in tight little fists at the new bruise on her hip. The way she cared about her. She was also the only one that had known. For sure. "Do you think it was Taub? He asked me if everything was okay that day... I... Hesitated." She was slowly releasing how badly she needed to know. Whoever had done it had been her saving grace.
"Nope." He replied again. Again not even skipping a beat.
"How are you so sure? Do you-"
"I called." He then turned to enter the house. Not looking at her when he said. "That's how I know."
Remy stood there dumbly for a few moments. House had called. House had been 'concerned for her well being,' as Mrs. Harris had put it. House had known. She ran her fingers to her hip. The bruise was no longer visible but she could feel the ghost of it.
Her skin seemed to tingle when she touched it, and various images of her and Allison's activities earlier that night flashed through her mind. A content smile spread itself over her features.
She was happy that House had called. Things had turned out just fine, and she knew she never would have called. She never would have risked them taking her away, and the more she thought about it. Neither would have Allison.
So Remy went inside and up to her room and fell on her bed that smelled like a mix of her and Allison, and various other equally pleasant things. She rolled over and wrapped the blankets around her. Her mind again going to her and Allison's activities earlier that night. The physical ones, and emotional. Their emotion confessions. It had been a wonderful night.
A/N Sexing.. And I love yous. It may be a bit fast, but after what they went through I thought it was right. Did you? Tell me.