Woohoo another update only a few days after my last go me! –Looks guiltily at the revision-ahhh well it was worth it lol! This chapter came out really fast so I apologise if there are loads of mistakes I just wrote it at as it came to mind.

I hope you like it. I now have more of an idea about where its going, like more specific details which is good! I don't think its going to be a long story because I have some much more interesting ideas to write and this was more of a fun thing that was started and I felt should be finished, as I don't like leaving stuff…because I always hate it when fics I like get left like that! To be honest I think this is just going to be a magical smut fest lol! Should be fun :D!

Huggles

Scarlett xxx

Suppressed Desire

Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit! Cameron was sat with her hands clasped tightly together, knuckles turning white. Her whole body was alert, tensing at every sound as she waited. Her eyes whirled around the room, taking every little detail in. The light was barely in existence. The last lingering essence of glow from the single bulb was dimming with every passing moment, aided by the thick layer of dust upon it. The floor was worn, boards creaking of their own will, as though invisible feet moved upon them, which Cameron was no longer certain was entirely impossible. After what she'd learnt these last few weeks anything was possible, far beyond the realms she ever believed.

A door banged open to her right. She leapt into the air, her heart hammering. Her sudden movement startled the dust, a cloud billowing up misting the dark figure who seemed to float towards her.

Blurred shapes gradually fell into focus, the little bit of light lingering in the lines on the old woman's face, casting deeper shadows in her wrinkles. 'You requested an urgent meeting with me.' Her voice was seemingly light for a woman who appeared so old.

Suddenly, a wind whipped around her, the old woman's frail body suddenly engulfed as the loose bits of fabric that hung from her frame whooshed up around her.

Cameron took a step back, her body twitching nervously, eyes still darting wildly around, fighting her instinct to flee. The wind stopped as suddenly as it started. Cameron's eyes snapped to the woman once more, widening in surprise as she took in the transformation. A much younger model now stood before her. Still aged, but retaining her beauty as though the ageing process was static in the air around her, freezing her looks like that for all eternity.

The grey hair was gone. In it's place was dark red hair. It was still riddled with tiny a streaks of silver, but now the appearance was more stylish than ageing. The woman's eyes were almost black boring into her, questioning, as though trying to see beyond the surface.

'I am assuming by your presence you know what happened.'

Cameron's voice cracked as she forced it to reply, squeaking out, becoming braver as she got used to talking again. 'Rumour reached me as to what happened and I want to know what you're going to do about it.'

The woman's eyebrows lifted, eyeing Cameron, humour flickering in her gaze. 'You are very brave for one so young. Having little or no knowledge of the world in which you now tread, most people tend to make their footsteps a little lighter. A brighter person would have requested my help, or even asked if anything was possible to remedy the situation.'

Cameron bristled at the stab on her intelligence, but forced the anger to the back of her mind. Many years under House's training had taught her when to hold her tongue. 'This wasn't my mistake it was yours. Only you can fix it, you have to!' the octave of her voice increased, her panic becoming increasingly evident.

'It wasn't a mistake. I only provided the potion, who received the effects of its magic was purely coincidental. And as for having to fix the damage. I don't have to do anything, besides there should be no damage done if this man feels for you as you claim he does.'

Cameron eyed the woman, 'What is the potion meant to do?'

'It brings forth the human subconscious, forcing forward the little things the mind tries to hide. You claimed this man had feelings for you, but ignored them. The potion should have rendered this impossible. However as it was consumed by someone else, they will bare the effects, which in this case, will depend purely upon what the woman is hiding.'

'And what if what this woman,' she felt funny speaking about her boss this way, 'is hiding something that may place a wedge in my plans?'

'If the man loves you as you claim he does, you have nothing to fear. If he doesn't however, and the other woman has designs on him, I would assume that, rather than a wedge being place in your plans, his wedge will be placed in her.' A grin broke out over the woman's face, her enjoyment evident, the little taunt in her voice, breaking out. Her dislike of Cameron was very clear. The woman always hated dealing with women, over emotional souls. Men were much more fun, and if they were nice enough, it was always enjoyable to work a little magic on them herself. Why let all the young ones have the fun when she had all the power to indulge in many delectable men right at her fingertips.

'Now if you have no other reason to take up my time I would request you leave the premises, and would urge you not to return unless you have a very good reason to. I don't like having my time wasted by whining.'

Camera reacted without thought, desperate for this to work, unwilling to give up on this plan after one stupid mistake. 'I want to try again.'

The red head halted, her expression stoic as she eyed the young woman. She was bordering on hysterical, so desperate to fulfil her hearts desire that she no longer listened to her head. You couldn't create love from nothing, it was a force that was unforgiving, and not easily tampered with. This girl could try again and again for all it was worth, but fate had already decided upon the outcome, and had done long ago. All her spell did was speed things up a little. However, a sale was a sale, whether it would work or not. She wasn't here to provide advice. Pausing for a little longer she allowed a cruel smile to curl in the corner of her lip. 'It'll cost you.'

Cameron nodded. Digging into her bag she pulled out the same payment as before, exchanging it for the vial now clutched within the woman's palm. 'I'll leave you to administer it, we wouldn't want myself to make any more mistakes now would we?'

With a sneer the woman tucked the cash away and turned, stalking over to her room slamming the door behind her. Grinning, she felt the rage emanating from her customer. She shouldn't be so rude, knowing it would be bad for business, but what she sold was unique meaning gold of some currency or another was always crossing her palm. Mortals were a foolish bunch sometimes, but their loss was her gain.

And judging by the balance of her bank account, what a gain it was.

Cuddy was sat in her chair, leaning back, feet up against the desk, eyes tight shut. Her thoughts lingered on House, sensing the tightening in her stomach, a feeling that occurred ever since that day, ever since that dream. She kept remembering the feel of his lips on hers. For now she knew who that blue eyed man had been, the one she'd been so wet for before she'd woken. She shook her head, trying to force all thoughts from her head. Why was she thinking about him like this? 'because you want him.'

She frowned, her eyes snapping open, whirling round. The voice had seemed so real and yet there was no one in her office but her. She breathed in deep, her legs tumbling to the ground as she sat forward, chin resting against her palm. This was silly, she didn't want House. 'Yes you do, you always have.'

There was nothing to like. 'except the way his voice makes you tingle, your skin burning from his touch, his eyes setting you on fire making you melt into a pile of lust with one look. Imagine what his fingers could do to you, long, thin, working over your body, examining every inch, finding that little bit inside you, a little trigger, whispering things in your ear as you cum hard against his hand.'

She shivered. This had to stop, her mind forcing fantasies of House as if from no where. 'You made them; I am in your mind after all.'

She frowned; she had to shut this thing up. 'The only way to do that, is to give in.' It was messing with her mind, breaking her concentration, infiltrating every aspect of her work. She was constantly running from House, hiding from him instead of him from her. 'Go to him instead; it's what you really want.'

Just to get pushed back, he hated her. 'It's not hate you see in his eyes when he looks at you.'

Then why does he try to anger her so much? 'To make you heated, blush, pant, the way you look when you orgasm, maybe he needs a little image to help his hand.' Her teeth sunk into her lip, oh god, this couldn't be happening.

'It is and if you're not going to do anything, I will.' Something strummed through her, her eyes glazing as something took over, propelling her forward. She rose from her chair, hurrying through the doors. Some force had invaded her mind, setting her on fire, burning between the apex of her thighs as she rushed forward one destination purely in mind.

She darted up the stairs, too impatient to wait for the lifts, blood echoing her ears as excitement pumped through her. She needed him desperately, her whole body aching for one man.

He was alone, his office otherwise empty and the hallway deserted. She pushed his door open as she strode in, panting from the sudden exertion.

He looked up from his desk, frowning as she burst in like a whirlwind, opening his mouth to speak. She strode over, his eyes widening with shock as she stood in front of his chair only inches away, fingers twisting in the collar of his shirt as she tugged him forward. Her mouth collided with his, prising his lips open, moaning as her tongue slipped against his. She felt the shock thrum through him, his whole body frozen between her hands, but she needed this, him. Her body wanted this, something deep down inside had taken control, forcing her into his arms. She squealed as House seemed to awaken. His hands circled her hips, slamming her against his desk, forcing her over it so she crashed onto her back, legs spread her thighs now wrapped around his hips. He continued to kiss her ripping a groan from her throat as her whole body desperately writhed against him.

As his head left her lips, suckling at the skin beneath her chin, her eyes snapped open. Suddenly the fog cleared, the woman who was in control taking the reigns again. Knowing where she was, how she got there, but not knowing how her resolved caved in, she panicked, 'Shit.' Her hands forced House back from her, his eyes startled, but she couldn't miss the look of arousal and lust that flickered in them as he stared at her. He was her employee, she couldn't give into him no matter how much she wanted to. This could never happen again. She'd lost control, succumbed to her desire, and almost ended up letting him have her on his desk in full view of anyone who walked passed.

She fled; hurrying faster than anyone would have though possible in her heels, bolting back to the safety of her office away from what was now, her one soul weakness.

Him.

House frowned as he watched her leave, gasping for breath, mind still in a daze at what had happened. One moment she was all over him, the next fleeing as fast as she could. But god she was hot, the way she'd felt in his hands was something House had only ever dreamed of. The image of her splayed beneath him moaning as he kissed her would be imprinted in his mind for a very long time.

But what had happened? His lust was being replaced by a new energy, his curiosity pumping the blood back up to his brain; most of it having shot south when he'd had his boss practically begging for him. What was wrong with her? Because something certainly wasn't right. A wanton woman was certainly not the Cuddy he knew, and while he certainly wasn't complaining, he needed to get to the bottom of this.

Although, after what he'd just experienced, for once he wouldn't be rushing for an answer.

-SS-

Hope you enjoyed it…I admit Halloween is a long was behind us/or ahead depends which way you look! But who cares. Huddy sex is all that matters lol! I hope you enjoyed this chappie. Please remember to stop by and leave a review. Thank you! Hugs! xxx