"House, MD" Speculative Fiction
Owner: David Shore
Title: "Beethoven's Damnation"
Author: Aquarius Seth
Disclaimers: Alas I do not own "House, MD" or the character mentioned within. That distinction belongs to Mr. D. Shore, Fox Networks, Heel-Toe Productions, Z Shore Productions, Bad Hat Harry Productions, NBC Universal (I believe I caught that one at the end, I could be mistaken) and the syndication rights belong to USA Networks. ALL THE ABOVE-MENTIONED PARTIES ARE THE ONLY ONES MAKING MONEY OFF THIS SERIES.
I am not making any monetary profits off of this. I'm just retaining my sanity and practicing plot lines. Thanks!
Rating R (Just sticking with the flow of my previous chapters here. Thanks.)
Word Count: 1,623
Chapter 5: A Promise
I woke up a little before six the next morning. We had not moved all night. I was still on my left side and House was still precariously perched on my side and hip. He was fast asleep.
He was fast asleep.
He was fast asleep without the aide of pain medication or booze? I gave God my thanks and thought about snuggling back to sleep but before I could, I heard a car pull up.
It was probably Blythe and I did not want her to find me sleeping in her son's bed, with her son. Finding your son in the same bed with another man was not the type of surprise I wanted for any mother-especially after the death of her husband. I gently tucked my pillow in between his thigh and my hip. He moaned and snuggled even closer to me. I bent the pillow into an L shape and quickly slid out from underneath him. I quickly adjusted the pillow and watched as he shifted around but stayed fast asleep.
I raced back down the stairs and collected our bags from the floor. I tossed House's bag just inside his bedroom door and took mine with me inside of the bathroom. I jumped into the shower and took the fastest shower I had ever taken.
I skipped my "routine" and threw on some clothes. I met her and her sister at the foray only a minute or two after the front door opened. I hugged her and her sister and invited them into the kitchen for a cup of coffee.
"I hope my son behaved himself last night?" Blythe asked as I found the coffee and the creamer next to it.
"Yes. He yelled a bit, cursed a bit longer but he managed to fall asleep." I supplied as I managed to get the coffee going. I found three coffee cups and pulled them down before I heard the shower go on upstairs. I got out another cup and filled the percolator with enough water for eight cups.
"Oh I forgot the donuts Blythe! I left them in the car, I'll be right back." House's aunt got up and hurried out to her car again.
"I could have gone out and gotten them." I sighed after I saw her practically sprint out of the room.
"Her nerves are still jumpy. Just let her be, she'll come down off that nervous high in due time."
"Did you two get any sleep last night?" I asked as I watched the coffee begin to drip. Coffee might not be a good idea.
"After a couple stiff shots of brandy in our coffees, yes some."
"If you need a prescription for sleep aides I can fill out some for you ladies." I offered. She smiled and got up to get some spoons out.
"I'll have Greg check us out first. If he really thinks we'll need them, we'll get them." Duh, her son is a doctor. He is only the best diagnostician on the East Coast.
"Yes of course. I'm sorry I've over stepped my…." I started.
"Jimmy is like that Mom. That's why he's an oncologist. He likes to help people that are in pain." I turned my head slightly to see House leaning against the doorframe. I never heard the water shut off. I studied him and I realized he wasn't insulting me, he was being completely sincere. "You're going to drop the cup Wil." I looked down at my hands and put the wobbling cup down on the counter before I actually did drop it. "Sit down I'll get the coffee." He directed as his aunt came back inside the house. Blythe directed me to the spoons and I pulled out four and handed each person a spoon.
"How is work James?" Mrs. House asked as I got up to get some paper towels for the donuts.
"Busy." I replied as I counted out four sheets and tore each of them free.
"Has my son actually completed his own paperwork?" She asked as she began stirring some sugar into her coffee. House brought over two more cups of coffee and placed one in front of his aunt and the other one, I assumed was mine. I knew I was right when I watched him sit on the counter top and stir his coffee around.
I went to the refrigerator and pulled out the half and half and some milk before I returned to my seat. I glanced at House as he watched me fully expecting me to give her glowing remarks about his work ethic. I could not help it. I smiled at him and sighed into my coffee cup.
"Actually he has convinced himself he has an allergic reaction to paperwork. That's why I'm so busy. I'm not treating patients, I'm too busy trying to finish off all the mountains of paperwork he refuses to fill out." Out of the corner of my eye I watched as he put his coffee down and slid off the counter top. "Let's not even discuss his clinic hours. The world can come to an end and he…." He slid his hand under my chin and tilted my head up. I watched in shock when he lowered his head and kissed me on the lips. I felt my face flush and I could only imagine my skin was a bright red. He let my chin go when he ended the kiss and slid his forearm down to my neck. He then put my head in a headlock and tugged lightly. I stood up as he began limping towards the exit.
"Excuse me ladies, I have to explain to Jimmy here when he's supposed to flaunt the number of patients I've been able to save that no one else can and not focus on the negative aspects of my career." I stumbled behind him as he dragged me out of the kitchen. He kept me in the headlock until we were in the hallway a bit of distance away from the kitchen. He let me go and caught me against the wall.
"I can't believe you did that House!" I scolded but I knew it was pointless. He was flashing me his devilish smile and I knew I had lost this one before it even started.
"What did you expect me to do? Make a speech about it?" I sighed and leaned back against the wall.
"I shouldn't be surprised."
"Why did you sneak out of my bed this morning?" He asked.
"I didn't sneak out. I got up to get a shower."
"If you hadn't sneaked off I would have woken you up with a…." He leaned back in and licked my lips and cupped my crotch at the same time. I moaned, as his meaning was crystal clear.
"House…." I started.
"If my memory still serves me, I remember you telling me that I was the one in charge of our sex life. Am I right?" He asked and I slowly nodded unsure of where he was going with this. "If that's the case, I get to have you whenever and where ever I want right?" I gasped and his blue eyes drilled into me with a strange mixture of demand and fear.
"Yes." I whispered as he began to slowly trace my dick with firm fingertips. He licked my ear and I shuddered in his hold.
"What do you want from me James?" He asked as if he was already solving the question even as he asked it.
"I don't know." I sighed softly into his neck.
"Do you want me to dominate you Wilson?" I vaguely felt my knees buckle from under me. I closed my eyes as I felt my blood rushing in every direction at once-or at least it felt like that.
"Oh my…." I began but he cupped me once again and I could no longer speak.
"Do you want me to dominate you? Answer the question." He squeezed me firmly in his palm as I struggled to catch my breath.
"Yes…Master." I offered wondering if he would actually agree to it. He let go of my crotch and gently slid both hands to my chin.
Before I was aware of what he wanted he had lowered his lips towards mine again and gave me the gentlest kiss I think I ever had. I sighed into his mouth and returned the kiss with the exact same softness. When I moaned he broke off the kiss and gave me a short light kiss before he pulled away.
"I'll never hurt you, I promise." His voice was firm and clear. I just nodded and felt his callused fingers brush my hair behind my ear. "Let's go have breakfast." Just like that the moment ended as he clasped my hand and led me back into the kitchen. "Hey Mom you need to have some of Wilson's macadamia nut pancakes. They are the only reason the kitchen was invented."
To Be Continued.