[rl: house and tony]

[drcuddles]

Why did you tell him you had a prior engagement? Why didn't you just say you were going to a synagogue, really?Cuddy had been parked outside of Tony's place for a half hour, trying to decide if she wanted to go through with this with House in the car. Usually, she would just be waiting for JARVIS to let her in order to hook him up to the sleep

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[vicodindose]

And yet here he was. The look on House's face was something smug mixed with a clear and obvious intent - investigation. At least anyone who knew him past 'dear god that was the most irritating man I have ever met' would be able to pick that out.

Of course it had started as harassing Cuddy, but who was House to pass up a golden opportunity when it presented itself? Even being careful Cuddy would be too busy to keep a full eye on him at all times. And Stark would be asleep, Wilson was worlds away.

"Say it again, only this time unbutton one more on your shirt and lean forward a little more." House answered, glancing over at her with a raised brow.

[drcuddles]

She should consider herself lucky. House was in her car, and he hadn't damaged it like a new puppy in a brand new vehicle. She rolled her eyes at the comment about her cleavage - shut up, she didn't get dressed up in her best jeans and her sweater to see Tony, really.

"Alright, I have child lock on the doors of the car so I don't need to worry about you running out into the street," She patronized, though it sounded off the cuff as she leaned to undo her seat belt, "And try not to urinate on the seats."

She got out of the car and tried to walk to Jarvis as easily as she could. Perhaps heels were not the best idea.

...

Did Tony design this for women to bend over?

"JARVIS? It's Lisa," She spoke into the intercom, "I'm here to see Tony."

[goddamn_ironman]

"He's expecting you," JARVIS returned without much inflection either way, though he continued after the click of the front doors opening sounded, "Will your guest be joining you?"

[vicodindose]

House smiled prettily (mockingly) back at her, fully intent on throwing a shot back at her when he became preoccupied with the view. He tilted his head, he wasn't to blame really, she had a great ass. It took a moment before he pulled himself from the spectacle, climbing out of the car with some difficulty, damn foreign models, and hobbled up behind.

"He will thanks." House answered the system before Cuddy could hope to reject the offer, moving forward through the door as he raised his brow at Cuddy. "Swinging pad huh?" he asked mockingly.