The Ballad of Sosie Clemence
Author:plum_pink
Title: The Ballad of Sosie Clemence
Chapter:Two
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: House/Cameron
Warnings: A little bit of smut
Disclaimer: Don't own House, M.D.
Summary: "Mercy me, he sighed with a quick flick of his hand touching an innocent curl..."
Oh Mercy, Mercy, Mercy me, he sighed and fingered the soft tendril that curled at the base of her delicate skull. She was giggles and dainty burps, a full smile of lingering hope..
II
The phone rang as Cameron squirmed in her bed. She glanced down at House as his tongue flicked at her sensitive bundle of nerves. She pushed at his shoulders, indicating he should release her but he ignored her request and dipped a finger into her warm cunt.
Cameron moaned and closed her eyes at the contact. “House, wait.” She breathed and threaded her fingers through his hair. Her other hand groped blindly for her cordless phone she had thrown on the night stand until she found it and stopped the incessant ringing.
“Hello!” She answered breathlessly. House lifted his head and scowled.
“I was kind of in the middle of something.” He gestured at her spread legs.
“Josiah!” Cameron exclaim and pulled her knees to her chest and sat up. She swung her legs onto the floor and began looking for her panties. “No, I was just running around my place looking for the phone. I forgot where I put it.” She laughed nervously. House growled and ran a hand through his hair. He watched as Cameron bent in front of him to collect her panties from the floor and quickly slip into them.
Then she walked into the living room her perfect ass tempting him as she paraded around topless.
“Yeah I’ve been feeling a little better. You’re right I probably shouldn’t be running around looking for my phone. I’ll try to keep it on the charger. Uh huh. Thanks, that’s so sweet of you. “ She laughed and paced for a bit.
House sighed and absently rubbed at his swollen cock. He had come over that morning to see how Cameron was doing. She had fallen asleep at his place the night before and then woke up and drove home. She told him that he should get a decent nights rest since she was thrashing around in bed.
Of course he had wanted her to stay but his tongue couldn’t form the right words. So he arrived at her door that morning with a caramel macchiato (her favorite starbucks drink), a box of croissants, and strawberries.
She smiled at him sweetly and led him into her room. They ended up in her bedroom with House on his knees while Cameron writhed around.
She was so cute when she was sexually frustrated, House decided. All concentration with her brow furred and a hand dramatically covering an eye.
“Ok. Hey Josiah, can I talk to you later I’ve got company.” Cameron said her eyes locking with House’s as he sat on her sofa. “Alright I’ll talk to you later. Bye.” She hung up and turned to face House. He puffed up his cheeks and blew out some air. Noting his impatience Cameron crawled onto the couch slid a hand up his shirt.
“I’m sorry.” She said as she pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. House shrugged, showing his indifference as he tried to ignore the stirring sensation in his penis.
Cameron, however, directed her attention to the area, slipping her small hand over his impressive bulge.
“Your eyes are pissy but your dick is happy.” Cameron teased, House leaned into her touch momentarily but grabbed her hand and removed it.
“I should be going.” He said standing and retrieving his jacket. thrown carelessly, from the floor ripped from his body as he entered her apartment.
“House! Are you seriously gonna pout. You know you’re the only man I want to be with at this very moment.” She told him seductively opening and closing her legs.
“I just wanted to see how you were doing. Now that I know you’re getting hourly check ups from Sissy Fisher I can rest well at night.”
“He’s just in touch with his feminine side. That’s all. Besides do you really want to leave me to finish what you started?” She asked as she slid a hand down her body. Their eyes locked as her body slid to lay on the sofa and she toyed with the top of her panties.
She finally slipped a hand into her panties and closed her eyes. Breathy little pants started escaping the confines of pink lips as her hand moved rapidly under the tent of the material.
“Mmm, House.” She moaned as her hips moved to the rhythm of her fingers.
House stood rooted to his spot. Not sure about why he was standing there while a gorgeous young woman fingered herself, while he was an innocent bystander.
“House, I wish these were your fingers instead of mine. Then you could tell me how tight I am and how crazy it drives you.” She said as she squeezed one of her breasts.
“Ugh!” She groaned as she climaxed. Cameron continued to stroke herself lazily as her eyes fluttered open and she took note of House’s hard on. She stood and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Thanks for the coffee.” Cameron murmured and walked away. Her blonde hair danced across her naked back as she walked into her bedroom.
House weighed his options: he could go home and jerk off in the shower, or he could swallow his pride and join her in her bedroom and demand she take care of his swollen dick.
“What’s that buddy? You miss Cameron too.” He addressed his penis as he limped into her bedroom and shut her door.
“You’ve been moody lately.” Wilson said as he lifted his beer to his mouth. House gave his friend a pointed look and returned his attention to the basketball game.
“Mind your business.” He said with a mouth full of pork rinds. Cameron had gone to the drugstore to pick up a few things leaving the two alone to watch the game.
House looked over at Wilson but returned his vision to the TV. He wanted to talk to his friend about his fears of losing Cameron, but didn’t know how to broach the subject. Wilson would surely laugh and tell him he was being ridiculous, or confirm his fears about Sissy Fish wanting to get into her pants.
“You and Cameron seem okay, so I can’t see why you’ve been so moody lately.” Wilson pressed as a commercial came on.
“I guess. She’s been getting along fine with Sissy too.” He remarked taking a hearty swig from his bottle.
“Yeah I noticed that.” House groaned and rose from the couch. “But he’s obviously more into her than she is to him.”
“Sure.” House nodded. “He’s just a platonic friend in all of his viral strapping appearance.”
“I thought you thought he was ‘sissy’?”
“I do, he just happens to be a very strong sissy who could kick my ass.”
“Well, if it makes you feel any better I don’t think that Cameron would leave you for this guy. She’s crazy about you.” WIlson offered and returned his attention to the game.
House sighed and took another swig of his beer. He rested his cane on the kitchen counter as Cameron came through the door empty handed.
“Hey.” She said distractedly, making her way towards the bathroom. House watched as he walked into his bathroom and shut the door. The tiny click of the lock sliding into place reverberated in his ears as he stared at the closed door.
“Someone had to go.” Wilson commented as House took a seat.
She stayed in there for quite some time until the third quarter was over. Finally she emerged, her face ashen and worried.
“Bye Wilson.” She said as she left House’s apartment in a blur of blonde hair and plaid. Both men watched as he shut the door curious about her departure.
“What was that about?”
Cameron returned later after Wilson had left and House was settling into bed. She used her key to get into his townhouse and quietly crept into his bedroom.
House looked at her over a medical journal he was reading. Normally he didn’t make it a practice to read them but the occasional glance wouldn’t hurt he reasoned. Besides, Cameron wasn’t there to entertain him.
She sat at the foot of his bed with a pensive look on her face. Kicking off her shoes she joined him on the bed with her head resting on his chest.
House sighed and wrapped an arm around her. “You left here pretty quickly. Fisher have a wardrobe emergency?” He couldn’t resist the urge to mock.
Cameron shook her head ‘no’ and sighed. “I had an errand.” She looked up at him and gave him a weak smile. “Good night.” She slid under the covers fully clothed and rolled over closing her eyes. House put his journal down and turned off the light too doing the same.
There was never a moment in his time with Cameron like this where he felt like she was pulling away from him.
Title: The Ballad of Sosie Clemence
Chapter:Two
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: House/Cameron
Warnings: A little bit of smut
Disclaimer: Don't own House, M.D.
Summary: "Mercy me, he sighed with a quick flick of his hand touching an innocent curl..."
Oh Mercy, Mercy, Mercy me, he sighed and fingered the soft tendril that curled at the base of her delicate skull. She was giggles and dainty burps, a full smile of lingering hope..
II
The phone rang as Cameron squirmed in her bed. She glanced down at House as his tongue flicked at her sensitive bundle of nerves. She pushed at his shoulders, indicating he should release her but he ignored her request and dipped a finger into her warm cunt.
Cameron moaned and closed her eyes at the contact. “House, wait.” She breathed and threaded her fingers through his hair. Her other hand groped blindly for her cordless phone she had thrown on the night stand until she found it and stopped the incessant ringing.
“Hello!” She answered breathlessly. House lifted his head and scowled.
“I was kind of in the middle of something.” He gestured at her spread legs.
“Josiah!” Cameron exclaim and pulled her knees to her chest and sat up. She swung her legs onto the floor and began looking for her panties. “No, I was just running around my place looking for the phone. I forgot where I put it.” She laughed nervously. House growled and ran a hand through his hair. He watched as Cameron bent in front of him to collect her panties from the floor and quickly slip into them.
Then she walked into the living room her perfect ass tempting him as she paraded around topless.
“Yeah I’ve been feeling a little better. You’re right I probably shouldn’t be running around looking for my phone. I’ll try to keep it on the charger. Uh huh. Thanks, that’s so sweet of you. “ She laughed and paced for a bit.
House sighed and absently rubbed at his swollen cock. He had come over that morning to see how Cameron was doing. She had fallen asleep at his place the night before and then woke up and drove home. She told him that he should get a decent nights rest since she was thrashing around in bed.
Of course he had wanted her to stay but his tongue couldn’t form the right words. So he arrived at her door that morning with a caramel macchiato (her favorite starbucks drink), a box of croissants, and strawberries.
She smiled at him sweetly and led him into her room. They ended up in her bedroom with House on his knees while Cameron writhed around.
She was so cute when she was sexually frustrated, House decided. All concentration with her brow furred and a hand dramatically covering an eye.
“Ok. Hey Josiah, can I talk to you later I’ve got company.” Cameron said her eyes locking with House’s as he sat on her sofa. “Alright I’ll talk to you later. Bye.” She hung up and turned to face House. He puffed up his cheeks and blew out some air. Noting his impatience Cameron crawled onto the couch slid a hand up his shirt.
“I’m sorry.” She said as she pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. House shrugged, showing his indifference as he tried to ignore the stirring sensation in his penis.
Cameron, however, directed her attention to the area, slipping her small hand over his impressive bulge.
“Your eyes are pissy but your dick is happy.” Cameron teased, House leaned into her touch momentarily but grabbed her hand and removed it.
“I should be going.” He said standing and retrieving his jacket. thrown carelessly, from the floor ripped from his body as he entered her apartment.
“House! Are you seriously gonna pout. You know you’re the only man I want to be with at this very moment.” She told him seductively opening and closing her legs.
“I just wanted to see how you were doing. Now that I know you’re getting hourly check ups from Sissy Fisher I can rest well at night.”
“He’s just in touch with his feminine side. That’s all. Besides do you really want to leave me to finish what you started?” She asked as she slid a hand down her body. Their eyes locked as her body slid to lay on the sofa and she toyed with the top of her panties.
She finally slipped a hand into her panties and closed her eyes. Breathy little pants started escaping the confines of pink lips as her hand moved rapidly under the tent of the material.
“Mmm, House.” She moaned as her hips moved to the rhythm of her fingers.
House stood rooted to his spot. Not sure about why he was standing there while a gorgeous young woman fingered herself, while he was an innocent bystander.
“House, I wish these were your fingers instead of mine. Then you could tell me how tight I am and how crazy it drives you.” She said as she squeezed one of her breasts.
“Ugh!” She groaned as she climaxed. Cameron continued to stroke herself lazily as her eyes fluttered open and she took note of House’s hard on. She stood and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Thanks for the coffee.” Cameron murmured and walked away. Her blonde hair danced across her naked back as she walked into her bedroom.
House weighed his options: he could go home and jerk off in the shower, or he could swallow his pride and join her in her bedroom and demand she take care of his swollen dick.
“What’s that buddy? You miss Cameron too.” He addressed his penis as he limped into her bedroom and shut her door.
“You’ve been moody lately.” Wilson said as he lifted his beer to his mouth. House gave his friend a pointed look and returned his attention to the basketball game.
“Mind your business.” He said with a mouth full of pork rinds. Cameron had gone to the drugstore to pick up a few things leaving the two alone to watch the game.
House looked over at Wilson but returned his vision to the TV. He wanted to talk to his friend about his fears of losing Cameron, but didn’t know how to broach the subject. Wilson would surely laugh and tell him he was being ridiculous, or confirm his fears about Sissy Fish wanting to get into her pants.
“You and Cameron seem okay, so I can’t see why you’ve been so moody lately.” Wilson pressed as a commercial came on.
“I guess. She’s been getting along fine with Sissy too.” He remarked taking a hearty swig from his bottle.
“Yeah I noticed that.” House groaned and rose from the couch. “But he’s obviously more into her than she is to him.”
“Sure.” House nodded. “He’s just a platonic friend in all of his viral strapping appearance.”
“I thought you thought he was ‘sissy’?”
“I do, he just happens to be a very strong sissy who could kick my ass.”
“Well, if it makes you feel any better I don’t think that Cameron would leave you for this guy. She’s crazy about you.” WIlson offered and returned his attention to the game.
House sighed and took another swig of his beer. He rested his cane on the kitchen counter as Cameron came through the door empty handed.
“Hey.” She said distractedly, making her way towards the bathroom. House watched as he walked into his bathroom and shut the door. The tiny click of the lock sliding into place reverberated in his ears as he stared at the closed door.
“Someone had to go.” Wilson commented as House took a seat.
She stayed in there for quite some time until the third quarter was over. Finally she emerged, her face ashen and worried.
“Bye Wilson.” She said as she left House’s apartment in a blur of blonde hair and plaid. Both men watched as he shut the door curious about her departure.
“What was that about?”
Cameron returned later after Wilson had left and House was settling into bed. She used her key to get into his townhouse and quietly crept into his bedroom.
House looked at her over a medical journal he was reading. Normally he didn’t make it a practice to read them but the occasional glance wouldn’t hurt he reasoned. Besides, Cameron wasn’t there to entertain him.
She sat at the foot of his bed with a pensive look on her face. Kicking off her shoes she joined him on the bed with her head resting on his chest.
House sighed and wrapped an arm around her. “You left here pretty quickly. Fisher have a wardrobe emergency?” He couldn’t resist the urge to mock.
Cameron shook her head ‘no’ and sighed. “I had an errand.” She looked up at him and gave him a weak smile. “Good night.” She slid under the covers fully clothed and rolled over closing her eyes. House put his journal down and turned off the light too doing the same.
There was never a moment in his time with Cameron like this where he felt like she was pulling away from him.