Drabbletag5, House: Cuddy/Cameron, "Cold and Hot"
Title: "Cold and Hot"
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: House: Cuddy/Cameron - ice - requested by aerisahale
Fandom: House
Pairing: Cuddy/Cameron
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 195
Whatever would he say if he could see them now?
Cuddy banished the thought. Of all things this was not ever going to be about House. Not this. She looked down at Cameron. The blonde was smiling at her as she tugged down her panties, easing them down Cuddy's legs.
Cameron reached to the tumbler on the coffee table, taking out a piece ice from it. She licked the ice-cube, tasting the scotch there. She looked at Cuddy on the couch and that wicked little smile was there again.
"What are you...?" Cuddy began, but she didn't need to finish the question. She knew exactly what Cameron had in mind.
Cuddy hissed at the sudden cold on her hot clit.
"Too much?"
"No," Cuddy shook her head. "No," she repeated a little louder. "Keep going." She closed her eyes, breath hitching again at the chill on her pussy.
He'd have some snarky vulgar comment no doubt.
"Lisa?"
Cuddy's eyes opened at the squeeze on her knee. Cameron raised her eyebrows. After a moment's hesitation she nodded. "More."
The ice felt intense.
Lisa Cuddy was determined this wasn't going to be about Greg House. Absolutely not.
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: House: Cuddy/Cameron - ice - requested by aerisahale
Fandom: House
Pairing: Cuddy/Cameron
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 195
Whatever would he say if he could see them now?
Cuddy banished the thought. Of all things this was not ever going to be about House. Not this. She looked down at Cameron. The blonde was smiling at her as she tugged down her panties, easing them down Cuddy's legs.
Cameron reached to the tumbler on the coffee table, taking out a piece ice from it. She licked the ice-cube, tasting the scotch there. She looked at Cuddy on the couch and that wicked little smile was there again.
"What are you...?" Cuddy began, but she didn't need to finish the question. She knew exactly what Cameron had in mind.
Cuddy hissed at the sudden cold on her hot clit.
"Too much?"
"No," Cuddy shook her head. "No," she repeated a little louder. "Keep going." She closed her eyes, breath hitching again at the chill on her pussy.
He'd have some snarky vulgar comment no doubt.
"Lisa?"
Cuddy's eyes opened at the squeeze on her knee. Cameron raised her eyebrows. After a moment's hesitation she nodded. "More."
The ice felt intense.
Lisa Cuddy was determined this wasn't going to be about Greg House. Absolutely not.