Authority4 by cudley31084
Notes: So this came to me as I was finishing up the last chapter and I was really excited to explore how our girls would handle the situation. I really hope you like it. I enjoyed writing this chapter. By the way characters aren't mine =[
Remy Hadley and Lisa Cuddy were still at that beginning of the relationship stage. They couldn't spend enough time with each other. When working in the hospital they made a point to keep it as professional as they could, but when they were off work it was a whole different story. The normal couple stuff just came along and they found it easy to be with each other. Remy discovered that Lisa loved to do her Pilates early in the morning and that she was quite a cook. Lisa found Remy's hidden talents in photography and that she loved reading classic mystery novels before bed. Most of the time they spent the night at Remy's loft. It was far from the hospital and they were able to walk hand in hand down the streets without anyone paying them any attention. Arguments were frequent but somehow it always had a way of solving itself.
"Tell me again what the reason is that I have to go?" Remy asked as she furiously flipped through a magazine. Sitting on the couch she was not looking forward to being dragged to a fundraiser later that night.
Exasperated Cuddy was putting on her shoes while looking for the keys, "I told House that he needed to bring the entire diagnostics team and if I let you off the hook it would look just a tad bit suspicious that I'm playing favorites. House is already getting curious."
Thirteen sighed putting the magazine down, "and why do we all have to be there?" She asked turning towards Cuddy.
"Because the hospital gets most of its funding through House's crazy reputation and it'll help raise more funds if the department actually showed up… I can't find the damned keys." Cuddy threw her hands up. The day of the big fundraiser, when she still had to go pick up something to wear just had to be the day she couldn't find her keys.
Remy stood up and leaned over the coffee table to grab the "lost" keys, holding them up she walked around the couch and faced Cuddy, "Want me to drive? I suppose I should pick up something to wear anyways."
Lisa smiled and kissed her girlfriend grabbing the back of her head to deepen the kiss. "I'm losing my head. Is it too much to ask for you to be there? For me?" Cuddy did her best to put on her best puppy dog eyes and pouted.
Smiling Remy brought her lips towards her girlfriends and sucked on the pouted bottom lip. Grabbing her by the waist Remy pulled Lisa towards her even more closing the little space they had between them. Thirteen softly bit Lisa's bottom lip and used her tongue to trace it. Remy's tongue sought entry and Lisa gladly accepted it, using hers to battle the younger womans. Hands traveling up this time beneath Lisa's shirt Remy caressed her girlfriends back and felt the warmth of Lisa's skin underneath her hands. Leaving goose bumps where her hands touched Remy reached her destination and with a swift movement popped the clasp of the older womans bra.
Lisa pulled away immediately, "Baby we have to go!" Reaching back she tried to pull the clasp back together.
This time it was Remy's turn to pout, "You mean to tell me that you're dragging me to go shopping, and to the fundraiser and there's no sex?!?!?" Remy sounded like she was really devastated.
"First of all I'm not dragging you to go shopping with me. You offered to go. And as far as the fundraiser goes I promise it'll be worth your while." With that Cuddy winked at her and started for the door.
"Better be worth it…" Remy mumbled as she followed Cuddy to the car.
"Lisa come on you've tried on at least fifteen different outfits. Ten of them looked gorgeous on you, can't you just pick one?" Tired of looking at different dresses. Lisa was very picky about what she wanted to wear for tonight and she was getting bored waiting. Fact is that they all looked amazing on her. Remy couldn't figure out why she couldn't just wear one of the others she already tried on.
"I need to find the right one. I'm getting too old for this. I can't find one that fits me the way I want it to. It needs to say that I'm a strong confident woman and I will gladly take your money to run my hospital."
"You already are a strong confident woman. Any dress you wear will convey that." Thirteen reassured her girlfriend.
"I'm not getting the effect I want," Lisa muttered loud enough that Remy heard it still.
Sighing, Remy didn't think shopping was going to take this long. She hoped there would be enough time before the fundraiser to just enjoy Lisa's company or other activities if you know what I mean. "And what effect are you looking for?"
Walking out of the dressing room Lisa Cuddy was clad in a knee length Versace V-neck dress. Modeling the dress Cuddy spun around showing the back, or the lack there of. The dress showed an ample amount of flesh enough to see a hint of Cuddy's back dimples. After the 360 turn around Cuddy faced Remy who was staring at her with her mouth agape. "I can't tell what you think about it just by the look on your face. Is that a good shock or a bad one?"
Remy closed her mouth and swallowed hard. Standing up she walked up to her girlfriend and touch the fabric that clung so tightly against her skin. The dress left very little to the imagination. Not that she needed it. It hugged her at just the right areas, accentuating Lisa's natural assets. Stroking Lisa's arm Remy leaned forward towards Cuddy and whispered, "let me put it this way. Unless you want everyone to find out about us I wouldn't recommend wearing that to the fundraiser." Remy planted a soft kiss on her girlfriends neck and started to trail her kisses along Cuddy's jaw line and up to Cuddy's mouth. Thirteen nudged Cuddy back into the dressing room and closed the curtain behind them.
When they got inside their actions got a bit more heated. Remy's had already hiked up the dress and had a handful of Cuddy's ass. Cuddy hooked a leg on Thirteen's hips and grounded against her. Right when Remy was about to let her hand wander to Cuddy's opening they heard a sale associate on the other side of the curtain. "Is everything all right? Do you need another size?"
Thirteen growled under her breath, "No thank you. Just making sure the dress fits the way I want it to." Cuddy spoke out.
When they heard her leave Cuddy turned her attention back to Thirteen, "So should I get this one?"
"I honestly think that you will be the death of me."
"So I can wear the dress tonight?" Cuddy sounding as if she was asking for permission.
"As long as you realize that it'll probably be ripped to shreds by the end of the night," Remy replied a smirk plastered on her face.
Cuddy with a sly smile of her own, "I'm counting on it."
Getting ready separately Cuddy didn't get to see what Thirteen had bought at the store. The girl basically went up to a rack and bought the first thing she grabbed without trying it on. Cuddy was one of the few early comers to the fundraiser. She walked around and chatted with the donors as they arrived. She was surprised to see House being dragged by Wilson so early into the cocktail hour. Going up to the bar she ordered a lemon drop martini, a favorite from her college days. She couldn't help but look towards the entrance when she over heard Chase mention that Remy had arrived.
Dr. Remy Hadley walked into the room wearing a simple gray halter dress. The string that held the dress up was threaded with black and silver beads. Simple, but very elegant especially matched by a pair of strappy black high heels. Lisa now realized what Remy must have felt earlier. She had this undeniable urge to just meet her girlfriend at the entrance and take her right then and there. Refraining Lisa ordered another drink, grey goose martini up with two olives, just the way Remy liked it. Lisa downed her own drink, cursing under her breath. The younger doctor didn't even look like she tried to be gorgeous. She was just naturally that way. Very little make-up and her hair donned with soft waves falling on her shoulders, she was absolutely stunning. Starting a new drink she shivered when she heard a familiar voice in close proximity.
"Dr. Cuddy you might want to slow down on those drinks. Those lemon drops are pretty sneaky." Remy leaned at the bar right next to Cuddy.
Pushing the drink she ordered for Remy towards the younger woman she replied, "I can't help it for some reason I feel as if someone had turned up the heat around here. I'm trying to cool down a bit," licking her lips she took in her girlfriends form and looked her up and down coyly.
Dropping her voice down lower Remy whispered, "Does this mean we get to leave early?"
Groaning Cuddy replied, "No but had I known you were dressing up like that I would have let you stay home."
Laughing softly this time, "what you think you're the only one capable of torture? Dr. Cuddy by the end of tonight we'll see who drags the other home early."
Cuddy gulped obviously Remy had planned on driving her past sanity tonight. The announcer's voice boomed through the speakers signaling the start of dinner. Taking their drinks and making their way to the table, Wilson, House and the rest of his team were already seated at their assigned table. The last remaining chairs adjacent to each other obviously left for Thirteen and Cuddy. Taking their seats the women started conversing with the person on the other side of them, Cuddy talking with Wilson while Thirteen was talking to Chase.
While Cuddy was about to take a sip of her drink she felt Thirteen's right hand tracing soft lines along her left thigh. Not wanting to bring attention to them she took a huge gulp of her drink and turned her attention back over to Wilson to talk about the possibility of expanding the Oncology department with some of the funds they receive tonight. With her hand still softly caressing Cuddy's thigh Thirteen was discussing with Chase about the latest case they recently solved.
Realizing that Cuddy was most likely not going to do anything about her wandering hand Remy decided to test just how far her girlfriend was willing to let her go. Continuing her conversation nonchalantly she circled her hand over to Cuddy's inner thigh and let it travel slowly up to Cuddy's center. She felt her girlfriend tense up and force her body to relax. Remy took the opportunity to take a sip of her drink and look to see if anyone was paying them any attention. House was too busy talking with Foreman about making bets on patients and Taub was too in tuned talking with his wife. Wilson and Cuddy were still carrying on their conversation about what percentage of the funds should go to what department. Chase now was checking in with Foreman and House so Remy decided it was now or never.
Remy guided her hand further up Cuddy's inner thigh and squeezed at the muscle under her touch. She found Cuddy's center dripping with wetness, her body reacting to Remy's secret attack. Remy was more aroused than ever, as she continued her conversation with Chase, she pushed Cuddy's thong out of the way and slipped a finger Cuddy's center. Cuddy shivered when she felt Remy's finger slip in. Feigning coldness she reached back and grabbed the jacket she paired with her dress. Upon reaching back she shot a glare at Remy who merely grinned and slipped another finger into the older woman.
Cuddy turned her attention back to Wilson, or as much of it as she could. Thirteen was still casually conversing with Chase but underneath the table Remy had picked a slow rhythm pumping her fingers in and out, occasionally one of her other fingers would brush lightly against Cuddy's clit. Cuddy emptied her drink and ordered another one from the waitress walking by. When the drink came she slowly sipped on it this time closing her eyes as she felt her body getting ready to topple over the edge. Remy had increased her tempo by a bit enough to cause Cuddy's hip to subtlety jerk towards her hand. It took a lot of concentration on Cuddy's part not to move her hips along with Remy's hand. Cuddy's breathing was starting to become ragged as Remy applied more and more pressure to her clit.
With her climax right at the edge Cuddy knew the inevitable pass of absolute pleasure was about to course through her body. As calm as she could she told Wilson that she was starting to feel a headache. Cuddy pretended to massage her temples, closing her eyes she knew her orgasm was imminent. Putting her head in her hands her hair fell around her face. Thirteen started to increase her speed and was now using Cuddy's arousal to circle her swollen nub. Thirteen feeling Cuddy's walls start to clench around her fingers inserted a third one in. With a few more strokes Cuddy bit her lip nearing the point of drawing blood. A moan almost escaped her lips as she felt her orgasm ripple through her body.
Proud of her accomplishment Thirteen pulled her fingers out when she was certain Cuddy's orgasm had passed. Wiping them on the napkin on her lap, Remy excused herself to the bathroom, while getting up she stopped and looked at Cuddy, "Dr. Cuddy are you okay? Would you like me to get you some aleve or advil?"
Trying to regain her composure Cuddy looked up at Remy seeing the biggest shit-eating grin she's ever seen, "I'm fine but I think you might have to help me to the restrooms. Those lemon drops just seem to have a way with making my legs all weak."
To be continued…