We Could Try...
Summary: A short story about House and Cuddy's relationship. Only a few chapters. Rated M for later chapters. (sexy time)
Pairing/s: House/Cuddy
Warning: Sexy sexy sex sex
Disclaimer: I don't own House, if I did, I wouldn't be writing this on Fanfiction, I'd be making the episode :D
Hey guys, sorry I haven't been on for a few weeks (I've been busy...sleeping). Please accept my ritual sacrifice of a perfectly good relationship and watch me maim it as I do every month XD
Btw, slight change, I finalised my plot idea so now I'm going to change a few small parts in the last chapter, for the best reading experience or whatever, I suggest you read that chapter first :)
Enjoy :D
House was halfway out of the hospital when he felt something strange. It felt somewhat familiar but at the same time, like nothing he'd ever felt before. He felt like his chest was expanding and he felt a little nauseous but not in a bad way. He dismissed the strange feeling and continued walking when suddenly, he felt a presence on his left arm.
He whizzed around (as best as a half-crippled man could) to find a concerned looking Cuddy staring at him.
He stared back.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
"I am now" he said as he peeked down her shirt.
She made no attempt to cover her large breasts and simply let him stare.
After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, she took his hand and placed another Vicodin on his palm.
He smiled gratefully at her before squeezing her ass.
He then turned and left, leaving a shocked Cuddy stuttering and mumbling with a confused expression.
When House got home that night, he decided he was too tired to do anything but sleep. He got into bed and closed his eyes but found that the pain kept him up.
He gave up after twenty minutes and went to the living room to learn a new piece on the piano but couldn't find any sheet music he didn't already know so he improvised for a few minutes before falling asleep right where he sat.
"House"
"Houuuse"
"HOOOUUUUUSE"
House awoke startled at the strange whispering and freaked out when he heard:
"I know what you did, House"
He fell to the floor and crawled around, trying to the find the table where he fumbled about to turn on the light.
"House"
He found the light switch.
PLINK
"Oh very funny Wilson" grunted an annoyed House.
Wilson couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you going to do, tell Cuddy?" He laughed harder.
The son of a bitch knew exactly what had happened between him and Cuddy and he clearly wasn't going to let it go.
"WILSON, YOU ABSOLUTE..."
"Woahh, calm down, I'm not here to provoke you. I want to help"
"As if you could actually help me" snorted House.
"Just trust me okay"
House grumbled but Wilson was his best (if not his only) friend so he had no choice but to trust him.
"Now you just sit here and have some coffee while I get everything sorted out"
House accepted the cup but regretted it almost immediately.
"Wilson, you son of arrrgh..."
He suddenly fell forward as he fell unconscious. Wilson jumped forward to stop his friend from smashing his head against the floor and lowered him down gently.
"Night, night House"
Yay, two chapters out! I finally have a full plot in my head XD
Chapter 3: House and Cuddy have a lot of "catching up" to do ;) (may involve bondage)
Until then,
vale,
Thesilentninja01