Title: Mentor
A/N- Hey, my lovelies! Don't really have much to say except that this is a two part chapter 'cause this chapter got FUCKING LONG! And... I have a surprise!-Andi
Chapter Ten PLUS Three(Part A): Falling
A/N- No, it's not a typo. I really have omitted the use of number 10+3, because I am PROTESTING. (that's right) PROTESTING! The character 10+3!. I don't like her because of her parallelisms with Cameron, therefore, there will not be a chapter Numbered 10+3. Hehehe... -Andi
House woke up the next morning to the smell of coffee. Opening his eyes, he found himself staring at the television. Rolling onto his back, House rubbed his eyes. "What the hell?" He suddenly remembered that he'd slept on the couch because Allison had taken his bed. Sitting up, he found Allison in the kitchen, dressed in what she'd worn to his door the night before.
"Coffee?" He groaned, rising from the couch. Allison was already holding a cup for him when he trudged into the kitchen. She handed him the cup and planted a gentle kiss on his lips.
House put the mug down on the counter and wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her so that he could prolong the kiss. As she melted in his arms, House pulled away and winked at her, taking up his mug once more and taking a sip.
Allison licked her lips and waited for him to down his coffee before grabbing his face and pulling him down to smash her lips to his. She ran her hands down his naked torso and weaved them around his waist, kissing him more gentle now that she'd fused their lips.
Pulling away, House looked at her for a moment before attacking her neck. Allison whimpered as he nipped and suckled her throat. The tender pulse points throbbing at his ministration, excited by her anticipation.
"Tonight?" She asked breathlessly as he continued kissing and licking her neck. House nodded against her throat.
Straightening up, House looked at her. "This may sound strange or even quick, but, Ally, I'm falling in love with you. I have since you ranted over those e-mails, trying to get me to be myself."
Allison swallowed hard. It was true, it did feel fast, but she knew that her heart was in the same place as his, "I've been falling in love with you since you gave me your number to call you. Since you cared enough to take the time to find out what was really going on in my mind."
"You know, your mind is very difficult to break down." House pointed out as he gave her a long, slow kiss. Pulling away he sighed, "I have to go shower, then I'll drop you off at Cuddy's and pick you up after work."
Allison pouted and flopped down on the couch. "I could just stay here." She moped. "I hate getting carted around like a kindergartener."
"I could leave you here." House sighed. "You can't answer the phone though. You can't leave at all, and I really don't have much food in the kitchen."
"I'll go to Lisa's." Allison shot up.
House smirked, "Okay, I'm going to shower then." He gave her another quick kiss on the lips.
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"You're back early." Lisa commented as Allison headed towards the front door of her house.
"Greg's giving you a ride to work." Allison grumbled.
"What happened last night? And why's House giving me a ride to work?" Lisa's head swam.
"So he has an excuse to drop you off after work and pick me up." Allison explained. "And nothing happened last night. Just making out and groping."
"WHAT THE HELL!?" Lisa threw her arms in the air.
"My sentiments exactly." Allison grumbled and went into the house.
Stomping to House's car, Lisa got in and slammed the door.
"Don't abuse my car." House whined. "Now tell it you're sorry."
"Why didn't you two have sex last night!?" Lisa hollered as House pulled away from the curb. "I got her all hot, and got her confidence all boosted up and then you-"
"Yeah, but you didn't give her any condoms, now did you?" House glared.
"Oh." Lisa smacked herself upside the head. "Wait? You mean to tell me you don't have any condoms at your place?"
"Lisa, I haven't been with anyone since I broke up with Stacey, and I know where my hand's been." House rolled his eyes.
"Okay... EW!" Lisa covered her ears.
"Besides, I didn't plan on her wanting to do that last night so I didn't get any. And then I found out she was a virgin, and then," House's jaw clenched, "she shows up again the same night ready to go. And..."
"And?"
"I just feel weird about it. I know, it's stupid to make such a big deal out of it, but I feel like a dirty old man."
"You are a dirty man. I wouldn't call you old though, 'cause we're almost the same age." Lisa grunted. "It's because she's a virgin?"
"Well... Yeah. It's like a bright neon sign from some sick humored higher being, telling me I'm too old for her!" House ranted, flinging his arms and making Lisa horrified that they would crash.
"Greg, shut the hell up. You want her. You know it. I know it. Allison knows it. And Wilson knows it. Everybody knows." Lisa glared at him a bit. "And you know what? No one seems to think it's a big deal but you!.. Well, the age thing anyway."
House sighed and focused on driving them to the hospital. When he parked the car and he and Lisa got out, they went straight to the oncology department.
After Wilson had been filled in on the previous night's occurrences, he stared at them for a moment before shaking his head, "I don't see what the big deal is."
"SEE!?" Lisa hollered, smacking House upside the head.
"After all, she's a consenting adult, you're a consenting adult... And Hugh Hefner is what? 70 something? And he's dating girl's around Allison's age."
"Wow, now I'm a porn dealer too." House shrugged.
"Shut the hell up, House." Wilson sipped his cup of coffee.
"Yeah Yeah."
The rest of the work day was just plain annoying for House. Cuddy was constantly coming up to him and assuring him that it was probably a good thing that nothing had happened the previous night, and that tonight would be better since it was a Friday, and they wouldn't have to worry about waking up late.
At one point, House had snapped and nearly screamed at his old college buddy to stop buzzing around him, which only managed to infuriate her and the exchange of multiple childish names ensued for the duration of a good ten minutes.
"I can't believe I'm stuck driving you home." House grumbled.
"Well, if you'd sealed the deal last night, it wouldn't be an issue, now would it?" Lisa pointed at a drug store, "Pull in there."
"What? Why?" House pulled into the drugstore's parking lot none-the-less.
"Because I'm not going to let you forget condoms tonight. Therefore, you have no excuses." Lisa crossed her arms. "Now go get some rubbers."
Rolling his eyes, House got out of the car and went into the store. As much as it completely freaked him out that Lisa Cuddy, old friend and constant pain in his ass, was trying to get him laid; House had to admit he was grateful that she was at least thinking ahead.
Returning to the car with his plastic bag, he shoved it into the center consol of the car and turned the engine back to life.
"Good?" Lisa asked.
"Yeah." House pulled out of his parking spot and got back on the road to his co-worker's house.
Lisa hopped out of the car as Allison came out of the house. "Have fun." Lisa grinned at Allison as they passed.
The girl flushed slightly as she got into the car. "What happened today?" She asked, glancing back at Cuddy.
"The usual, Cuddy and Wilson driving me to the brink of insanity." House rolled his eyes.
"Oh?"
"You have no idea." He grunted, pulling the car from the curb and making their way to his condo.
Making idle chit-chat on the drive, Allison felt a great anticipation towards arriving at his home. She wasn't sure what would happen tonight, and the curiosity had her staring at him for most of the ride.
"You go ahead inside while I park the car." House pulled alongside the complex. Allison gave him a suspicious look, but got out of the car none-the-less.
When she'd hopped out of the car, House went to go park it. Shutting off the engine, House opened the center consol and grabbed the box of condoms he'd bought. After the enlightenment of the previous evening, House had finally discovered just how her nerves worked. As long as she was entirely in the mood before clothes started scattering, he was pretty sure that she would be less apprehensive.
Tearing open the box and grabbing a reasonable amount of prophylactics, House shoved them into his pocket and got out of the car to meet Allison by his door.
"I forgot to give you the key." He realized, unlocking the door.
"No, really?" Allison rolled her eyes and went into the condo.
"Smart ass." House followed her, shutting the door with a snap.
Allison turned, a coy smile on her lips. "You like me being a smart ass." She teased, getting as close to him as possible as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Dipping down, House placed a kiss on her lips. Her arms tugged him harder, pressing his lips against hers more roughly.
House's arms circled around her waist as he walked her backwards against the couch. She giggled insanely as they tipped over the back and onto the cushions. Lips parting as they squirmed on the couch, Allison felt his weight against her, and welcomed it by wrapping her legs over his hips as she had the night before.
"I like your clothes today." House murmured against her ear as he placed soft kisses along the side of her neck. "It's more you."
"How so?" Allison whimpered, rolling her hips and feeling the start of a bulge forming as her hips pressed into his.
"You were all sexed up last night, but you don't have to try that hard." He told her, as her fingers began releasing the buttons on her shirt, "You can look even sexier in your white button down and jeans, than when you wear cleavage tops like Cuddy."
Allison laughed and gave her hips another buck, a sign that she appreciated the compliment.
Landing kisses over the skin she was exposing to him as each button of her shirt released, House's lips soon coated every inch of revealed flesh. "Come here." He grumbled, sitting back and lifting her into his lap. Allison laughed a bit as she straddled his hips and he kissed her mouth, swallowing her giggles.
Pulling her shirt off and tossing it onto the coffee table, House brought his hands to the hooks of her bra, but hesitated. When Allison merely nodded, he quickly unclasped her bra and sent it flying across the living room. Allison moaned as his hand took hold of her bare breast, and when his mouth left hers to suckle and tease one taut nipple. She could feel the heat building in her core, not too mention the flush rising in her cheeks as his hands went towards the waistband of her pants. House had seen her topless the night before, and she'd managed to maintain her composure only because it had been dark. Now, in his living room, the sun still filtering brightly through the windows, lighting the room in its entirety, she felt her shyness come back.
House was not left unaware of the return of Allison's nerves, but he made quick work to stamp them out by raising his hands along her back, gently caressing the skin and leaving her pants alone... For the moment at least.
Abandoning her breasts, he returned to her mouth. Allison kissed his lips passionately, taking the time to get lost in his kisses and push away her brimming self-consciousness. Relaxing slightly, Allison finally began taking advantage of her position in House's lap. Slowly, she circled her hips, grinding down against the bulge that pressed upward against her core. Next she rocked her hips back and forth and she felt confident when House pulled away from their kiss to suck a gasp of air in between his teeth. Growing more and more sure of herself, Allison began planting her own series of kisses along House's throat before working the tail of his shirt upward and flinging it over the couch once it had been removed.
Now they were right back where they had left off the night before. Allison wondered what she could do next to prolong maintaining the safety of her pants, but also felt impatience towards ridding herself of them. When House's hands dropped to her ass, helping her propel her movements against him, she could feel the hot tingle of excitement in her sex. She could feel the dampness in her panties sliding against her skin, and she longed to feel him there instead of the fabric.
Allison grunted when she was pushed once again onto her back. She moaned when he covered her body with his, and trailed a long line of kisses from her lips all the way down to her navel before playing with the waistband of her pants again. He looked at her for a long moment, and when Allison rolled her hips, House gained a smirk that was so devilish that Allison's face lit up from her blushing cheeks. Undoing the button and zipper of her jeans, House gave them a slight tug, and told her to raise her hips. Allison obliged, but she covered her face with her hands as he yanked her jeans from her body.
There she lay on his couch, the only thing left on her was her lacy white panties, "Well, that's appropriate." House smirked, playing with the elastic waistband of the panties.
Allison's hands clamped tighter against her face as House toyed with the tops of her underwear. She peaked over the sides of her cupped palms and watched him watching her.
"Turning shy on me now? You were quite confident a moment ago." He teased, leaning down and kissing her. Allison tried to surpress the heaviness that was building in her chest. Taking a deep breath and kissing him back, Allison smiled as he pulled away, "Okay?" House asked, returning to toying with her underwear. Allison nodded and tried to watch him remove her underwear. His index fingers hooked around the waistband and they slowly slid the fabric off of her hips, halting only for her to elevate her lower half enough to slide from underneath. House watched her face as she watched his hands. It was utterly adorable how she seemed in more awe of her exposed body than he was. Then again, when he finally pulled back enough and took in the sight of her entirely nude body, maybe he showed the same form of awe that she had.
Her skin was smooth and warm. It was a solid ivory, so delicate looking that as House's hand traced down her side, he felt like he would damage that perfect skin. Eyes skimming down the length of her body, House could see the trim nest of curls between her thighs and he longed to run his fingers over the dew coated folds. Opting to not scare the hell out of her, House flattened his body over hers once more and kissed her fully on the lips. Automatically, Allison's arms and legs wrapped around his body as she returned his kiss.
Arching his hips, House let a free hand trail down between their bodies and rest on her bare hip. He felt the shudder run through Allison, and felt encouraged to arrive at his destination.
Allison's entire body froze when House's fingers made contact with her outer lips, but the series of tremors that followed assured him that she wasn't uncomfortable. Running a single finger lightly over her heated sex, House kissed Allison's cheek before pressing his finger between her nether lips and finding her swollen clitoris. Allison spasmed when he touched her there, and a soft moan tore from her lips. House smirked and buried his face against her neck as his finger dipped into her channel, coating the digit in her juices before returning to swirl around her clit once more. Keening gently at the ministration, Allison rolled her hips in time with his twirling finger. She panted and arched, working towards something she didn't know, but knew she would understand when she got there.
House couldn't help the deep breaths he was taking as he watched her body twitch and writhe, the strain of her body working towards climax making his jeans feel extremely tight. One long, nimble digit slid into her tight passage, and the restriction he felt surrounding the lone finger, made him moan. She was so tight and hot. However, part of him feared what she would experience when he penetrated her with something more than his fingers. Doubling up, he slid a second digit inside her, making her arch and turn her hips. When she cried out with her orgasm, he almost wanted to come right with her, just by the look on her face and the clouded euphoria that was in her eyes when they cracked open; her panting, parted lips soft and slackened. The feeling of her muscles constricting around his fingers made it blissfully painful to imagine what it would feel like when she came while he was inside of her.
Licking his suddenly dry lips, House put his forehead against Allison's as he took deep rattling breaths. "Do you want to go to the bedroom?" He asked shakily.
Her eyes said "yes" long before her head could nod or her voice could find the breath to vocalize it.
"Uh huh." She finally managed to breathe rakishly.
Wrapping his arms around her waist, her own arms and legs circling his body, House picked her up and carried her down the hallway to his bedroom like he had the night before. Unlike last night, however, when he dropped her onto the bed he quickly followed her onto the mattress.
Reaching into his pocket, House extracted the line of condoms he'd shoved in there while he parked the car. Allison watched the string of rubbers pull out of his back pocket and she couldn't help biting her lip. She'd seen the male genitalia before in text books, and, she couldn't lie to herself, she had checked out a few porn sites. However, she figured seeing it in person would be an entirely different scenario.
Undoing his pants, there was a nervous silence from Allison as she watched with full concentration. House had to repress the chuckle building in his throat. The way she was watching him, you would think that he were about to do a magic trick. At that thought a very dirty thing came to his mind and he had to once more repress a laugh.
Allison watched intently as House pushed his jeans down from his slim hips, and the protruding bones of his hips came into view. Licking her lips in anticipation, Allison watched and as the dark patch of thick curls came into view she froze up and watched impatiently.
When House had completely removed his jeans and kicked them to the floor, he remained still and waited for Allison to say something. And waited... And waited... Then finally-
"OH, HELL NO!" Allison scrambled off the bed, a look of utter horror on her face, "Anatomy textbooks be damned- THAT IS NOT GOING TO FIT!" Though House felt like he'd just been greatly complemented, he couldn't laugh or jokingly say thanks until he'd calmed down the young woman.
"Ally-"
"NO! I know what you're going to say, but NO!"
Allison fought with his hands as he tried to pull her onto the bed again.
"Ally-"
"No." She began to shake, and House gave up and released her wrist.
"Ally, will you please just sit down?" House pleaded, feeling exasperated with her fluctuations between "yes" and "no". It had been a long time since he'd made love to a virgin, and this definitely wasn't as easy as he thought it would be.
Allison hugged herself and sat down on the bed, the beginning of tears already in her eyes. He knew she felt like she had just embarrassed herself, but he didn't mind. She could make a fool out of herself time and time again and he'd still think she was one of the most beautiful and intelligent women he'd ever known. Feeling like this would make her feel better, House told her just that.
"Yeah, right." Allison grumbled, and House laughed, wrapping an arm over her shoulder. House had the feeling that they were about to be halted once again. Strange, the previous night had been his fault, and now an outburst of stage fright... or prop fright rather... was going to put a damper on today.
Just as House was about to stand up and retrieve his pants, the strangest, and yet hottest thing he'd ever heard a woman say came from Allison's timid lips, "Can... Can I touch it?"
House froze. What the hell? Could she touch it? Of course she could touch it! She could touch it until she started suffering involuntary muscle spasms in her arm! And then she could switch arms and keep right on touching it!
However, House chose to say more calmly, "Sure."
Tentatively, Allison reached her hand out and very loosely took him into her grasp. Leaning back on his forearms, House just watched as she began stroking him. There was something very contradicting in how hot yet adorable it was to watch Allison play with cock. Her look of amazement and curiosity made it almost impossible to stop watching her as she explored his body.
Allison could feel his cock pulse and twitch at her touch and she bit her lip nervously as she slowly stroked him. The sensation of feeling his arousal caused an increase in her own dampness "It doesn't get any bigger than this, right?" She asked nervously.
House laughed, which made his dick jump slightly in her hand. "Unless I'm going for some record blue-balls, then no. It pretty much maxes out right where it is now."
Licking her lips, Allison felt a little more bold as she took a firmer hold on him, and House let out a slight groan. "Can we just go really... really slow?" She asked desperately. It was apparent that she was torn between fear and the overwhelming urge to actually have sex with him. And apparently she wanted to have sex with him more than she was afraid of his cock.
"Yeah, we can go really really slow." House agreed, pulling her up the length of the bed, and pinning her effectively beneath his body. "The question is though," he began as his hand reached once more between their bodies and sliding up the length of her thigh, "are you still ready for me?" His finger curled between her folds, making her shudder. Twirling his finger, he found that she had remained aroused even through her moment of terror. "Mmmhmm..." House murmured against her ear, his finger sliding inside her damp channel, "I'd say you're ready." He nipped her earlobe, causing a series of electrical pulses through her body as he withdrew his finger and brought it to his lips, licking the fluids clean.
House reached for the condoms he'd tossed on the bed, and Allison felt his member press against her stomach as he reached for the square wrappers. Her legs bowed as he straightened up, tearing open one of the packets, and removing it before rolling it down his length. "You okay?" He asked, running his hands up the insides of her thighs. Allison nodded, a shiver traveling through her body. "You know it can hurt a bit, right?" She nodded again, another shiver going down her spine.
Flattening himself over her once more, House pressed his lips to hers as the tip of his cock pressed against her entry. Allison took a deep breath and tried to relax, but it was difficult, even with his lips trying to coax her into compliance. A pressure began to build as House pressed against her until he reached the barrier within. Her arms tightened around his neck as she braced herself for something painful to occur. His hands went to her knees, pushing them down and to the sides so that she remained open to him. With a slow, gentle ease of his hips, House's shaft penetrated her maidenhead and he stilled as she yelped and shivered. Remaining frozen, House waited for her to adjust to him. Allison buried her face in the crook of his neck as she too waited for the slight discomfort to ease away.
"O-Okay." Allison squeaked, but House remained still, planting kisses around her face and on her mouth. Finally when she had loosened the death grip she had around his neck, he focused on the one she had around his cock. She was tight, and hot, and he had a difficult time trying to surpress the urge to begin pounding as fast as he could into her. He wanted nothing more than to take everything she had, but he knew better than to do so, lest he wish to scare the hell out of her or hurt her.
"All right?"
"Yes." Allison nodded, gingerly raising her legs to wrap around his hips. House smiled and gave her another kiss as he began to withdraw as slowly as he could bring himself to. Allison let out a deep, longing sigh as he left her body. Suddenly she felt empty without him filling her. She used her legs to pull him back into her, closing her eyes and savoring it this time. His penetration felt deeper this time, and her eyes couldn't stop themselves from tightening shut. It was still uncomfortable, but there was no pain this time. However, she found the more times he thrust in and out, the less uncomfortable it was, and the more pleasure she got from it. She wondered what it would feel like if he went faster.
It surprised House when Allison's legs pulled him in faster each time he entered her. She was apparently adjusting quickly to him, and House began to follow the rhythm she was putting him at. Soon her legs couldn't keep up with how fast she wanted him to go and she ended up flopping them to her sides as House took up his own pace. Allison moaned when he broke the rhythm and just pressed deeply into her. She shook and whimpered, giving her hips an experimental tilt. She cried out in pleasure at the knew angle and began rolling her hips in time with his thrusts.
House smirked as she began trying new movements in coordination with his own. Soon, he was trying to keep up with her rapid actions and he had to remind himself that she'd be feeling it in the morning if he didn't stop her from hurting herself. She wasn't aware of the repercussions of straining her new muscles, but he knew all to well the cramping that could occur if she tried too much too soon.
"Slow, Ally." He murmured taking her hips in his hands, he steadied Allison's movements as he bucked and pushed against her. Allison's eyes had clamped shut and her hands had gone to her breasts, squeezing them as he thrust against her. Burying his face against her neck, House kissed and nipped, one of his hands leaving her hip to find the little pleasure point between her thighs. Allison cried out, coming hard as House began to ram his hips into hers more spastically. He was on the edge with her, and wrapping his arms around her body, he came hard with her in his arms.
After taking a few shuddering breaths, House withdrew from Allison's still shaking body and flopped onto the bed along side her. He gathered her in his arms and tugged her closer to him.
When they had laid together in silence for a moment, Allison tilted her head up to look at House, and with a coy smile asked,
"Can we do it again?"
TBC
A/N-OMG that was a long chapter! REvieW!-Andi