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Morning after (closed to House)

Mar 24, 2007 23:17

Cuddy woke slowly, her mind needing time to process the fact that it was morning. Her mind didn't need as much time to process that, for once, she wasn't waking alone. She opened her eyes; yep, that was definitely House. True to his word, he'd taken over most of the bed during the night. Not quite as true to her word, she wasn't sleeping on top of ( Read more... )

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rubicks_complex March 25 2007, 11:29:23 UTC

House stirred when he felt Cuddy's head snuggling on his shoulder. He lay there with his eyes closed as he slowly pulled out of sleep, then cracked his eyes open briefly. He stirred again and launched into a mild stretch before opening his eyes again, peering up at the ceiling. The first thing he registered was the aching in his leg, and the second thing he registered was the press of Cuddy body, warm and secure against his ( ... )

l_cuddy_md March 25 2007, 14:17:50 UTC

Cuddy tensed slightly when she felt House begin to stir. Life would be so much easier if they didn't have to wake up and face...whatever this was. Life would so much easier if they could stay in bed and have sex--that was obviously one thing at which they could work well together. She squirmed a little remembering just how well they'd worked together on that ( ... )

rubicks_complex March 25 2007, 14:49:50 UTC

"Why do you think I always came into work late?" he replied with his eyes still closed. Of course, he was joking. He remembered how easy it was between them the night before, with the jokes passed back and forth between them, and he kind of wanted to hold onto that now. Joking meant not having to think about whatever this thing between them was.

He opened his eyes to look at Cuddy, just as she leaned in to kiss him and when she pulled back, House watched her face with an unreadable expression on his. Her kissing him like that meant what? His mind started trying to work out what that small act of affection was: was she just kissing him because they were naked in bed together, or did she think there was something more to this? Was there something more to this? What was this ( ... )

l_cuddy_md March 25 2007, 16:19:11 UTC

"And here I was thinking you were just lazy," Cuddy said. She caught the odd expression on his face when she kissed him, whatever it meant. Too bad. They'd had sex. She figured that entitled her to a 'morning after' kiss. He'd just have to deal with it.

She arched her back into the touch of House's hand, but she didn't have long to enjoy it before he started complaining about his pills. She wondered how much of it was true physical need and how much was psychological, but he did have pain and he was due for his next dose so she started looking around for her clothes. She hadn't exactly paid much attention to where they'd been tossed the previous evening; she'd had other things on her mind at the time. She thought it was entirely possible she could run through the halls of the hotel naked and no one would care, but it wasn't a theory she was keen to test.

"Yeah, yeah," she sighed. "I don't think it's me your pills are calling out to." She found her underpants and slipped them on. The first shirt she came to was House's. It was big ( ... )

rubicks_complex March 25 2007, 17:38:06 UTC

House really wasn't sure what to make of Cuddy helping herself to his shirt. Especially the unassuming way she put it on. Sure, it was convenient in that it resulted in her being dressed quicker in order to fetch his pills. But Cuddy wearing his clothes was like they were... The word relationship echoed around in his head. As far as House was concerned, it was a very couple-y thing to do, for the woman to casually dress in the guy's clothes. He was silent the whole time she buttoned up the shirt, and just as silent as she left the room.

He looked up to the ceiling when the door closed, a feeling of confusion settling in. It was just sex last night, that was all it was. Sex. Really... really good sex. The kind of sex House wouldn't object to having again. But this was Cuddy, and as much as he cared about her despite how strange he could be about showing it, being in a relationship with her was ( ... )

l_cuddy_md March 25 2007, 18:54:12 UTC

Cuddy sat on the edge of the bed while House was occupied in the bathroom. She toyed with the buttons of his shirt as she tried to figure out what she should do next, what she should say. She didn't want to get dressed and slink out of his room like she was embarrassed or ashamed. She didn't want to pretend it hadn't happened either ( ... )

rubicks_complex March 25 2007, 19:28:50 UTC

"I think you should shut up," House replied. "I don't regret it, you don't regret it, we should leave it at that ( ... )

l_cuddy_md March 25 2007, 20:09:59 UTC

"Big surprise--you always think I should shut up," Cuddy muttered. She wasn't angry at him, though. She understood why he said what he said. She even agreed with him, to an extent. It would be nice to simply accept it for what it was...but she wasn't sure she could do that. At some point she would need to know what she was doing and why she was doing it. She was a person who needed to be in control. Letting things--like sex--just happen was foreign to her nature ( ... )

rubicks_complex March 25 2007, 20:59:39 UTC

There was going to have to come a point where House was going to need to think about why he'd done this, too, but right now he didn't want to think about that at all. It was too soon. Plus, if he was honest with himself, he hoped there would be more sex in the future, too. Especially if it was going to be as good as it was the night previous. Which also begged the question why he'd want to keep having sex with Cuddy if it wasn't supposed to mean anything, but he wasn't going to think about that, either ( ... )

l_cuddy_md March 25 2007, 21:22:17 UTC

When House relaxed a little, Cuddy knew she'd made the right choice. She didn't think it was 'just' sex for her. She didn't really think it was just sex for House either, because he could've gotten that from his stripper or a hooker. But this wasn't the time to fuss over what it was or wasn't. If it meant more, then that would become obvious with time ( ... )

rubicks_complex March 25 2007, 21:57:15 UTC

"Greg House never begs," he said assertively. He met her look of mischief with a smug smile. "Just like Greg House isn't hung like a horse; horses are hung like Greg House."

He broadened his smile into a playful grin as he met her mouth again, the grin fading as he eased them both into a teasing kiss. House wasn't sure what he was going to expect from the morning after last night, but he totally wasn't going to complain about this. Besides, one less fight with Cuddy was a battle won. Flirting with her was a lot of fun, too. She was a lot of fun, he was quickly learning. At least, when it came to sex, anyway. Sex was a great distraction from his pain, too. And his pills ( ... )

l_cuddy_md March 25 2007, 22:46:24 UTC

"You don't think so now," Cuddy said when he claimed he never begged. She kept the mischievious smile on her face. "Just give me time. I'll find a way to make you beg. Eventually. Might have to perform a number of experimental trials ( ... )

rubicks_complex March 25 2007, 23:12:14 UTC

"You are bossy," he murmured back against her mouth, and when she pulled away to get under the covers properly he glanced down at her naked legs. "Me, I'm not bossy," he continued as he tugged the covers up over them both. "I'm just willful ( ... )

l_cuddy_md March 26 2007, 02:52:11 UTC

Cuddy tucked her chin as she watched House begin to unbutton the shirt. She had to tilt her head back when he kissed her neck, closing her eyes so she could concentrate on the tantalizing feel of House's fingers manipulating the buttons all the way down. Her breath caught as he grasped her breast and she opened her eyes again. She propped herself up on her elbows so she could watch his fingers as they teased her nipple.

"No complaints. Not if that's the way you 'demand' the return of your shirt," she assured him. She raised her eyes to his, her pupils already dilated in arousal. "Might backfire on you, though. I might have to steal your shirt whenever I want...attention."

She doubted she'd have to resort any such coy manuever. If this wasn't a relationship-y thing, if it was merely about satisfying the physical, then they didn't need to play games, right? Actually, she didn't know. She'd never had an non-relationship like this before. And she kind of liked playing these games with House. The teasing and taunting were part of the ( ... )

rubicks_complex March 26 2007, 12:26:50 UTC

"I always thought you'd be the type to boss a guy into giving you attention," House replied, watching her eyes as he rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. In truth, House had no idea what Cuddy was like when she wanted attention; if she was actually the kind to demand attention, or if she was the kind to hint at what she wanted. Knowing such a thing would require being in a relationship with her, and... House wasn't going to start entertaining that thought ( ... )

l_cuddy_md March 26 2007, 18:18:43 UTC

Cuddy let House guide her hand down and used her fingertips to map his erection, stroking more firmly on any spot that elicited a particularly strong reaction from him. When his hand returned to her body, she found the rhythm of her caresses naturally falling into sync with pace at which he was stroking her clit. That pace was staying too slow for too long to suit her, but she wasn't about to let him torture her into begging again, not so soon after the last time.

She let out a throaty laugh when he spoke. "Is there ever a time you don't want attention?" she teased. House might not want attention all the time, but when he did, he wanted it now. She couldn't remember how many meetings or phone calls or even evenings at home he'd interrupted because he wanted something. And she could only imagine what Wilson had had to put up with over the years. Somehow, she didn't expect him to be any more subtle about his need for sexual attention ( ... )

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