A Sweet Kiss
A Sweet Kiss
♥Huddy Fic♥
A/n: This is a rambling of a scene I thought of in my head. I suck at summaries, just read! :P
I don't own anything, it all belongs to the amazing mind of David Shore and the Fox Network
Cuddy walked into his office with a file that looked important, but House didn't care. He didn't want to care. Her mouth was moving but House's mind had set his television to mute. He wasn't paying attention to what she was saying. The case could've have been the most unusual case in the world but it wasn't what piqued his interest at the moment. What seemed a lot more interesting is was the gloss that was painted across Cuddy's lips. He found himself wondering what flavor it was. It was usually of the cherry decent but recently she'd been crazy and began throwing on bits of coconut and vanilla. She stopped talking and held the folder out towards him. He unconsciously took it from her and placed it on his desk without looking at it.
"Are you even listening to me?" Cuddy asked with slight irratation, placing a hand on her hip.
House gave her a silent nod. Cuddy glared at him, knowing the gears were turning in his mind and not over the case she just assigned to him. She was afraid to ask.
"Do you realize how gorgeous you are when you're frustrated?" He asked her with a not so innocent smirk.
Cuddy glowed. A blush pasted her cheeks and she developed a shy grin. "House." She whispered. She looked around to see if anyone else was around to sense her embarressment.
He sighed to himself, he hated when she said his name like that. It stirred up nothing but dirty thoughts.
"I should get back to work." Cuddy excused, taking a few steps closer to him.
He sighed out loud this time. "If you insist." He reached out and tugged gently on the bottom of her suit coat, pulling her closer.
Her heel caught part of the carpet and she practically tripped into him, reaching out and placing a hand on each of his shoulders to brace herself. "I really do have a lot of work to do." She continued to explain.
He nodded down at her, "I'm sure you do." He placed his hands on the side of her hips.
She let out a slight giggle. Before she could debate anymore, House lightly placed his lips on hers. The motion wasn't anything to sexual, just a soft brush, but it was enough to make her weak. She reached up and held on to the sides of his face before kissing him again.
"Ah-hem." Came a male voice from behind them. They both froze and seperated their faces. Cuddy buried hers into House's chest, embarressed. House placed his chin on top of Cuddy's head and looked at his team that walked into the door.
"We should we come back later." Thirteen noted nervously and escorted the boys down the hall.
Once they left the room, House reached up and grabbed Cuddy's shoulders and lifted her out to arms length. She still had her eyes shut. "Are they gone?" She asked, child-like.
"Yeah." He replied, dropping his hands to his sides.
She opened her eyes and pointed at him. "See, this is why I insisted we get back to work." She poked him in the chest with every word, playfully.
He grinned at her. "And now we can." He noted.
She glared at him again. "Now that you're satisfied?"
He nodded at her. She laughed and turned to leave.