Title:Mentor

Chapter Fourteen: Morning

"Good morning."

Allison smiled gently, eyes still closed as House whispered the morning greeting into her ear. Turning slowly in his arms, she felt his hands glide across her breasts and abdomen. As she turned though, she felt the restriction of muscle fatigue in her stomach. The sore, quaking of muscles, as if she'd done an obscene amount of crunches before bed.

"You okay?" House asked, gently kissing her neck as his hand ran down the length of her side before wrapping around her stomach and soothing the aching muscles with his caress. Allison nodded,

"I was afraid you'd break yourself last night." He teased. "You said you wanted to go slow. I told you to take it easy." He nipped her earlobe.

Allison laughed and felt the twinge of her muscles strain, "We did go slow... At first anyway." Her hand brushed against his cheek, and House leaned in against her touch. He felt the hesitation in her caress when she finally asked something she'd been wondering, "Was I .. umm.. Okay?"

Smiling at her need for acceptance, House leaned in and placed his mouth against hers, "You were amazing." He assured his mouth hovering a mere inch from hers, their breaths mingling. "I'd have another go with you right here and now, but you can barely sit up as it is."

Restraining a giggle of embarrassment, Allison curled against his body, feeling his heat. She could lie there all day just like this and be content. "I'll get a bath running." House said, giving her forehead a quick kiss before getting off of the bed, ruining Allison's hopes for the remainder of the day in the blink of an eye. "It's already one in the afternoon, and Lisa's going to think I've killed you if you don't get back to her house anytime soon."

Allison pouted, turning onto her stomach, the sheet tangling at her hips and exposing the swell of her buttocks. She looked completely irresistible to him when she looked at him like that; her beautiful body so uncovered and tempting.

"Are you going to be joining me?" She asked coyly, "After all," Allison curled slightly in a kittenish way, "I'm all sore, it may be hard for me to bathe myself... All of those... hard to reach places..." Her eyes hooded, pure seductress stamped all over her lithe, little body.

A low rumble echoed in House's chest. He had to admit, for as shy as she'd been the night before, this side of her was surprising, though welcome. Though he loved her adorable, shy side; this kind of Allison was well received. The demands she'd made the second time they made love, had him shaking all over. It turned him on to hear her cry out for what she wanted, instead of being too timid to demand what she needed. Shaking his head with amusement, House went into the bathroom and started a hot bath. When the tub had filled he returned to the bedroom and gathered his lover into his arms, carrying her to the bath he'd drawn.

Though hands wandered in their bath, they kept it on the level of acceptable, since House still felt that she was too tender to engage in anything more physical. He assured her that there would be plenty of time before the internship started for them to fool around. At that comment, she'd blushed prettily, obviously surprised at her own demands, or maybe it was just the steam from the hot bath.

Afterwards, House went to make her some breakfast as she perused his dresser and closet for something she could wear. As she dressed as quickly as her strained body would allow, she caught a glimpse of something she hadn't noticed earlier. Hobbling over to the bed, Allison looked at the sheets and moaned with sheer and utter embarrassment. There wasn't much blood staining the off-white sheets, but enough for her to feel the heat rise in her cheeks with the knowledge that she'd have to tell House... Unless...

Quickly as her aching body would allow, Allison stripped the sheet off of the bed and dragged it into the bathroom. As she scrubbed and rung out the fabric, trying to make the stain remove itself, she wondered how the hell she would get it dry. Stuck on this train of thought, Allison didn't notice House leaning in the doorframe of the bathroom behind her. Glancing in the mirror, she jumped and let out a surprised cry.

"What are you doing?" He asked propelling himself off of hte doorframe, "You know, there's this useful thing called a washing machine, and it tends to do a better job than bare hands and a bar of soap." He pointed out.

"I..." Her face was already reddening before she could even manage to create a cohesive explanation. "There's..." She looked down at her feet and mumbled, holding the sheet out.

"Blood?" House quirked an eyebrow, "Yeah, that usually comes out a lot better in bleach." He hinted, curling the sheet up and walking into the hallway towards the washer and dryer that were hidden behind a sliding closet door. He quickly turned a dial on the washing machine and it began to fill with water. He poured in some bleach and then tossed in the sheet. Snapping it shut, he turned around, "Problem solved?"

Her face was still beet red when she nodded.

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"I thought one of you had died!" Lisa cried when House came to drop Allison off at his co-worker's house.

"I figured you'd say that." He hoped that Lisa didn't notice Allison's tentative walking, or the fact that she was slightly hunched over as she took each step.

Of course, Lisa did notice, "What did you do to the poor girl!?" She whacked House upside the head when Allison disappeared into the house.

"She made me!" He defended himself. "She's quite persuasive."

Lisa rolled her eyes. "Listen, Dr. Diar needs me to come to the hospital tomorrow. We've got a lot to set up in the next two weeks between the interns and Allison's spot in the program. So, if you want to pick her up here and take her sight seeing-"

"We can't go in public. You said so yourself."

"-in New York." Lisa finished. "Then go for it. I don't want her to get bored tomorrow." She explained. "And so help me, if you have sex in my house, I'll kill you." She warned.

"Yes, Mommy."

"I'm serious, House." She said firmly.

"Fine, fine!" He laughed. "I don't even know if I could get it up in there anyway."

"Way too much information." Lisa groaned, "See you Monday." She said, closing the front door behind her. Walking into the living room, she found Allison lying on the couch, "You okay?"

Allison turned her head and beamed at the older woman, "Yeah." She said with a grin.

"Everything went okay then last night?" Allison bit her lip, "What happened?" Lisa sighed, sitting down on the remaining part of the couch that wasn't taken up by Allison's limp body.

"I'm just afraid that I kind of... annoyed him earlier in the evening."

"How so?"

Allison turned a bright red, "I kind of... Umm.." She buried her face in her hands, "Freaked out when I saw... It." Lisa thew her head back and laughed. "Thanks a lot."

"No." Lisa choked, "I'm just thinking of how complemented House must have felt at that kind of reaction."

"Complemented?"

"Well.. Yeah." Lisa said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "I mean, he must have thought that you thought he was huge."

"HE IS!" Allison protested.

Lisa snorted, "I'm sure he's nothing to be laughed at." She agreed to humour her guest.

"No," Allison brought her hands up, "I mean.. Like this!" She held them apart.

"Woah." Lisa stopped laughing, "Really?" Allison nodded frantically. "What about around?" Allison gestured again, "Oh my." She made a face, "Wish I hadn't been drunk that night." She lamented, but at the look on Allison's face she wanted to smack herself.

"What's that suppose to mean!?" Allison cried.

"It was back in medical school, Ally, a forever ago!" She assured.

"Senior/underclassmen thing. Don't worry. We were both drunk, it was nothing. We're just friends... Well, kind of friends. Brother and sister really."

"You slept with someone you thought of like your brother?" Allison quirked an eyebrow.

Lisa flushed, "Not like that! I mean we're friends and we consider our relationship to be more a brother sister kind of relationship. You know, the teasing and name calling."

"And him oggling your boobs is a normal brother sister behavior?" Allison was more amused than anything. It wasn't like she expected House to be anything near inexperienced. She didn't really care that they had slept together, she was just toying with Cuddy now.

"I... Uh... Well, no, but-"

"I'm just fucking with you." Allison laughed.

Lisa gawked for a moment, "You are not allowed to hang out with House by yourself anymore. He's rubbing off on you too much."

"I didn't know you were into voyeurism." Allison smirked, "But if you like to watch, you like to watch." She shrugged.

"Rubbing off on you waaaaaaaay to much!" She stated again, with narrowed eyes.

Allison just laughed and shook her head.

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Hopping down the stairs, a cookie in her mouth, Allison went to answer the knock at the door. Opening the door, House stood at the front step. "Don't mind if I do." He smirked, rising and taking a bit of the cookie between her teeth. "Yummy." He mumbled around the food.

Allison laughed and finished the remainder of the cookie. "So, what are we doing today?"

"Well, that depends." He came through the doorway and shut it behind himself. "How is your abdomen doing?" He teased, running his hand over her stomach.

"Ghu." She mumbled, "I think you bruised my cervix." House looked horrified at that statement. "I'm kidding. I feel fine."

"Mmm." He picked her up around her waist and held her against him, recovering from her joke, "I can think of a few things then." House smirked as her legs curled around his waist.

"We can't here. Lisa would kill us." Allison gawked.

"What the babysitter doesn't know, can't hurt her." He mumbled, burying his mouth against her throat. Allison giggled insanely and clung to him as tightly as she could as they flopped onto the couch together.

"Is that all we're going to do?" She asked, hoping that what she wanted to be a promising relationship didn't turn into something entirely based on sex. Silently she lamented the loss of creating a normal relationship. Unfortunately, they would have to wait to be able to allow themselves the freedoms of most couples, for the purpose of saving their reputations. It was annoying and unfair that just because they were falling for each other, that the motives behind House's judgement towards her abilities should be questioned.

"Well, I figured we do that first. Seeing as I don't know how long we will be Cuddy free. And then, I thought I'd take you into New York. You haven't been able to do any sight seeing since you got here, other than the inside of my condo..."

Allison hugged him tightly, "Is that safe?" She asked, "I mean-"

"We can't hold hands or anything, but I don't think it would be improper of me to take you sight seeing. Just very out of character." He teased, placing little kisses on her neck and the exposed part of her chest.

Clinging to him, Allison nuzzled against the top of his head.

"Okay." She sighed softly, angling her head to kiss his lips. "Greg..." She said softly, earlier thoughts making her need to ask the question her mind had tried to shove aside, "This... Us... What happens when I go back to Illinois?"

House thought for a long moment, "I don't know." He finally said, "I guess we do what we did before. E-mails, phone conversations... And then... You could move out here when you go to medical school."

There was a pause before Allison beamed up at him, "Really?"

"Yeah," House shrugged, "I mean, it shouldn't be hard for you to transfer considering the amount of recommendations you can get from PPTH."

"Wow."

"That is if you don't fuck up this spot alongside the summer program."

"That's encouraging." She whacked him upside the head.

"Oi! You're turning into Cuddy!"

"Well, you're an ass." She teased, sticking her tongue out at him childishly.

"I'm going to have to do something about all this time you've been spending with my nemesis." House's eyes narrowed. "Maybe if she catches us screwing in her house, she'll kick you out."

"Yes, because that's just the incentive I needed to want to have sex with you." She leered. "Although, it's funny, Lisa said I was acting more like you."

"Oh my, we might just turn you into some crazy hybrid of House/Cuddy." He smiled with amusement, "That is an abomination of nature I hope I never see."

Allison threw her head back and laughed. "Mmm, now going back to the sex part." She reminded him coyly.

"Your room or Cuddy's?" He teased.

"MINE!" Allison cried, not realizing that House had no intentions of actually having sex in his friend's room.

With a hardy laugh, House crawled off of the couch and hoisted Allison up and over his shoulder. She squealed at his show of strength as her feet kicked playfully and he gave her butt a pat. He took to the stairs and Allison giggled, slapping his back as he came to the guest room door.

Shutting it behind them, House flung Allison on the bed, making her laugh uncontrollably. "So giggly." House said as he knelt on the floor beside the bed and pulled off Allison's tennis shoe and stripped her sock from her foot. She wriggled her toes at him and he planted a kiss on her big toe before doing the same to her other foot. Sliding his hands up her calves and thighs, enjoying the feel of her long legs gliding beneath his palms, he came to the waistband of her jean shorts and quickly undid them, sliding them, along with her panties, back down her legs. She squirmed to help him remove the clothing as she made quick work of her tank top and bra. Lying naked on her bed, Allison could already feel her nether regions begin their aching throb, anticipating what she craved. She licked her lips as he straightened up and pulled off his shirt before climbing over her onto the bed.

Allison ran her hands down his chest, smiling at the hard, yet subtle muscle tone that lay beneath his superficial flesh. A clear sign that he was not concerned with over all appearance, but not so lazy that he at least tried to stay in shape. His body was hard and slim without the bulge and rough texture of overly abused muscles. He was perfect to her.

When his mouth fused with hers and his chest molded against her, Allison closed her eyes, embracing the warmth of his body. His hands traveled over her skin, cupping her breasts as his tongue dueled with hers. She moaned into his mouth as his fingers rubbed and lightly pinched her nipples, forming them into tight little buds that he ran beneath his palms before taking his mouth from hers and engulfing the taut peak with his lips. Allison whimpered as one hand freed itself and skimmed across her abdomen, lower to play with her already wet entry. His finger moistened against her dripping channel and went to flicker against the swollen nub between her thighs; eliciting a harsh gasp from her moaning lips.

"Do you want me to lick you?" House asked, as his finger continued playing with her sensitive clit.

Allison lowered her head slightly in shyness at his offer, "Yeah." She said meekly and House smirked.

"No one's done this for you either?" He asked as he slid down her body, and fell once more to kneel on the floor. He pulled her hips to the edge of the bed.

"I haven't done anything." She blushed prettily. "Until last night anyway."

House tsked. "You were such a good girl until you met me." He said as he placed kisses and gentle nips on the insides of her thighs.

She moaned as he blew a cool stream of air on her overheated core before lavishing a slow lick over the opening of her pussy. Her body jolted, a rapid stream of violent shivers coursing through her as he circled her clit with his tongue before sucking on it like he had with her nipple, "Greg... Oh... God!" She whimpered.

"Thought you didn't believe in God." House snickered, rubbing her with one hand while the other massaged her inner thigh.

"I do now!" She moaned again, another quake running through her as two of his fingers entered her and began to pump in rhythm with his suckling mouth. His chuckle was lost in her passionate cry. "COME HERE!" Allison reached down, grabbing him at the base of his skull and practically yanked him on top of her after her orgasmic shivers had finished tracing their course. "I need you NOW!" She reached into his back pocket and pulled out the strip of condoms from the previous day.

House just laughed and took them from her, tearing one off and putting it to its desired use after he'd quickly relieved himself of his pants and boxers.

Rolling onto his back, House pulled Allison onto his lap and positioned her over his waiting hips. It didn't even take a moment's hesitation for her to take control and begin to impale herself on his waiting cock. House groaned as she sunk down on him. She leaned forward, placing her gentle hands on his shoulders, lowering the angle. He watched as her face twitched when she changed her elevation, "Ow!" She couldn't repress the yelp.

House immediately took hold of her hips and discouraged her from continuing the movement, "Here," House gently instructed, "straighten your spine and rotate your hips back a bit." Allison did as he told her and he helped her sink the rest of the way against him. It took her another moment to figure out her body mechanics, but lowering herself closer to his chest, she managed to create an effective rhythm by sliding against his body. However, her inexperienced muscles tired quickly and her speed was lost.

He could see the frustrated look on her face when she lost her desired speed, so he rolled them over so that he was towering over her once more, "Plenty of time to practice." He told her, taking up the pace once again. "And I'm always up for private lessons." He smirked.

Allison smiled at him and glanced down to hide the embarrassment she felt at being unable to take the reigns like she'd wanted. However, when she didn't look back up at him, House found himself looking between their bodies. He realized that she was watching their bodies movement, the way he thrust in and out of her at such a perfect rhythm and speed. She seemed transfixed at watching the way he made love to her, and she moaned at the meer sight of their connecting bodies.

"Ah," Allison threw her head back finally, her legs snaking around his hips and pulling him harder against her, "Greg..."

"Hmm?"

"C-Can we j-just, ah! Do this! Oh God! 'Til Liiiisa g-gets hoooo- OH MY GOD!" She screamed, coating his pounding cock with a fresh wave of juices. House laughed, and then moaned when she clenched and pulsed around him.

"I think," he panted, "I can manage that."

Allison gasped for breath, her eyes clamping shut. She felt House withdraw and moaned longingly, but he quickly turned her onto her side and got behind her, hooking her knee into his elbow.

When he entered her, she arched and cried out, his arm tensing and pulling her leg higher.

"Ah! Oh fuck!" Allison arched and twisted her back as she clawed at the bedding. "Oh fuck, ah, Greg."

"You okay?" He was nearly breathless.

"AH! Fuck harder!" She moaned, pressing her mouth against the palm of her hand. House pressed his forehead against her shoulder, his right arm curling beneath her chest and grabbing a bouncing breast before thrusting his hips harder. Allison mewled and took his hand that clenched her breast, twining her fingers with his. "Oh my God, Greg. Oh, yes, please... Please..." Her cries were driving him insane, her shaking leg that remained hooked in the crease of his elbow was sending him closer and closer to the edge.

"Ah, fuck, Ally." He bit her shoulder, "Ally, baby, you gotta stop-Ah!" He clenched his eyes shut, "I'm gonna come soon if you keep doing that."

"Mm, come on, Greg. I want you to come with me." She whimpered, squeezing their linked hands over her breast and flexing her internal muscles. "Please, baby, come with me." She felt his arms tighten and the movement of his hips turn more spastic. The twitching and pulsing of his cock took her straight over the edge with him.

Finally her leg fell back to meet the other as House released his hold. Allison could feel the strained muscles welcome back their neutral position, and she moaned at the loss of House's cock as he withdrew and just held her against his chest.

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When Lisa returned from the hospital, she was suspicious to find House's car still parked in the driveway. Coming into the house, she crossed her arms over her chest, she glared at House and Allison lying on the carpet, hovering over a medical terminology book.

"You really don't expect me to believe that you've been studying do you?" Lisa narrowed her eyes.

"You really don't expect us not to have sex when you're the one who kept nagging me to buy condoms the other day, do you?" House quirked an eyebrow.

"Damn it, House! I knew I'd regret helping you get laid!" Lisa screamed as Allison started to giggle.

TBC

A/N- Yes, I guess I'm still suffering from cyber nympho tendencies, but you know that you don't mind ;) REVIEW PLEASES :D-Andi