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Title: Mr. Nice Guy.
Author: Stephanie
Rating: PG 13
Category: House M.D.
Pairing: House/Cameron
Summary: She thought he couldn't love her, so he lusted for her instead.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story.
A surprised sound escaped Cameron's throat, but the sound was swallowed entirely by House's lips, who's mouth had descended onto her own and captured her in a searing kiss. But her surprise soon turned into pleasure as she returned his kiss just as feverishly, her hands entwining into his hair. His cane made a crashing sound as it hit the floor, but they didn't seem to care, or notice for that matter.
Cameron grunted at the impact her back hit the wall, but she made no complaint as she continued to kissing House passionately. His hands gripped her hips firmly, pushing her further against the wall. She tasted so wonderful, a perfect taste of strawberries and cream. Her lips were much softer then he imagined and he was eager to feel the rest of her skin.
A gasp escaped her throat as House's hands snaked under her shirt and stole to her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, and his bare hands felt amazing on her bare skin. Cameron moaned loudly, loving the feeling of his rough big hands all over her. Her tongue prodded into his mouth and now it was House's turn to moan into her own mouth.
She was a good kisser, he'd give her that.
He broke the kiss and trailed off onto her neck. His mouth attached now to her bare skin, he sucked and licked softly, all the while his hands still kneading her breasts. She crooned loudly, her head falling back. His tongue was just as quick as his mouth it seemed, and the thought made her slightly giggle. She had fantasized about this for so long, and if she was dreaming again, she sure as hell hoped she didn't wake up anytime soon.
A soft scream now left her when House bit her neck. Her hands now abandoning his hair and ran down his biceps and onto his side. He nudged her legs apart with his own and placed his knees between her legs. Cameron pulled him by his hips onto herself. She crooned once more when she left him hardened against her thigh.
"House ," she breathed.
His lips left her neck and he looked into her eyes, their lips mere millimeters apart.
"Please," she begged, her eyes desperate for him.
Without hesitation, House captured her lips in another searing kiss that made her squeal. His kiss was needy and desperate, his hands roughly kneading her sides. Her own hands just as desperate, she yanked his jacket off his shoulders and let it slip to the ground. She needed to feel his bare skin against her own. Her hands then desperately yanked the dress shirt that he looked oh so sexy in out of his pants and impatiently unbuttoned them, sending it to the floor as well. The t shirt soon followed.
House did the same by yanking her t shirt over her head, leaving her clad in her pink booty shorts. He took a second to take in the beauty of her naked body. Her nipples were hard and screaming for some attention. If Cameron would have been embarrassed by his close scrutiny, she didn't have time to realize it, because no soon after did House's mouth attack her nipples, sucking on them ferociously. She moaned loudly, the hands again tangled into his hair, pushing him deeper into her.
Damn, it this was still a dream, she was having a damn good time.
Cameron whimpered when House bit her nipple, his other hand pinching her for added effect. He was teasing her, teasing her to no end, but she couldn't stand anymore. If she was dreaming, she didn't want to wake up before she got to the good part.
"I can't wait," she managed to gasp. At her admission, House made his way back up her body, his hands now on the back of her neck, his fingers through her hair. He kissed her softly now, much more sensitive then his animalistic kisses before. Her hands reached for her belt buckle, but he stopped her, resting his hands on her own.
"Bedroom," he ordered, looking into her eyes. The look in his eyes was intense and very serious. A rush of excitement swept over Cameron's body, making her shiver at the realization that she was going to get exactly what she had been fantasizing for years. She nodded nervously. House pushed himself off of her and let her pass so she can guide him to the bed he had been yearning for. Cameron grabbed his hand, and House, limp leg and all, followed her as she led him to the bedroom.
They came crashing to the bed. House braced himself on his arms on either side of her as to not crush her delicate body with his strong torso. Both of them sighed when their bare upper bodies touched each others. She was so soft and smooth, making his detached cold body feel full of life. Her knees were bent, her feet firmly on the bed as House lay between her legs. As their kiss deepened, his hand trailed down to her hips. Hooking his fingers at the side, he slipped her panties off in a matter of seconds. She was hot, she was wet and she was ready. Cameron couldn't wait anymore, she needed to feel him on her completely, and then inside of her.
She again reached for his belt buckle, but he stopped her again.
"Cameron," he whispered against her lips.
"I don't want you to stop, please," she begged, her eyes full of desire, need, want for him.
The look in her eyes nearly caused House to come right then again there. He smirked and lowered his lips to hers again and they shared another long, passionate, intense kiss as his jeans slipped down his legs.
The neighbors weren't too happy about the noises that erupted soon after.
To be continued.