Cameron/Cuddy fic!!
I did it! Cameron/Cuddy fic! Finally!
Not quite insane smut yet, just some mushy-fluffiness or something. This is part one of two.
Title: "Second Date"
Cuddy made her way through the dimly lit bar balancing two Vodka tonics in each hand.
Impressive - thought Cameron as she watch Cuddy swerve and weave through the boisterous crowd before finally reaching their table in the far corner.
She sat the drinks down, nudging two of the glasses toward Cameron. Cameron's eyes grew wide and she looked at Cuddy.
"Two for starters? She asked, a little shocked."
"Yeah well, we've had a rough day." replied Cuddy, mock-toasting Cameron before taking a gulp of her drink. Cameron toyed with the stem of her glass before sipping at the liquid. Cuddy chuckled to herself.
Cameron was such a...girl. Cuddy was always amazed at how even though they were both women (despite what House might say) Cameron was just so much more feminine. Cuddy mused that it must be that soft, pale skin, or her long limbs and bouncy curls.
Cuddy sipped at her drink this time, hoping to look a little less like a drunk by doing so. Cameron smiled at her self-conciousness and took another sip as well.
"So... what made you pick this place for our second date?" asked Cameron, looking around, studying the room, the dark marble on the floor, the fancy cherrywood chairs, the crystal glasses adorning the bar and the various colored alcholic beverages they contained.
I just figured you must get sick of going to grungy old bars with Chase and Foreman sometimes. I thought we'd pick a nice place and we could pamper you a little bit.
Cameron tried to hide a grin but it was nearly impossible. Cuddy noticed and did managed to hide her smile, she was so happy to see Cameron smile again after the horrendous week they'd had. They'd lost two patiens in one week. House was stalking around the hospitol like a mad man, even making Wilson miserable wasn't taking his mind off of his failures. Thus, in turn meant that Cameron, Foreman, and Chase were left to feel the brunt of their boss's anger, and it had been brutal.
Cameron almost felt bad as she slid into the seat closer to Cuddy and sipped her drink. Poor Chase had been sentenced to night duty in the NICU - against his will - and would not be getting to go home for another 4 hours.
Sensing that Cameron was about to start overanalyzing and feeling guilty, Cuddy slid an arm around her frail date and pulled her in close.
"so, do you like this place?" asked Cuddy, never looking away, or letting Cameron.
Cameron leaned into Cuddy and let their foreheads rest together, taking a moment to answer;
"It's beautiful Lisa, do you come here alot?"
Cuddy looked down and fiddled with a button on her shirt before replying, "No, not anymore really... it's... lonely without someone special"
Cameron's heart sank a little at the thought of Cuddy, alone for so many nights and for no reason. She was beautiful, and smart, and now she was hers. Cameron leaned in even further and placed a kiss on Cuddy's cheek, followed by a kiss on the older woman's lips. Their hands met under the table and Cameron could feel Lisa tracing her fingertips along the silky material that covered her thigh. They kissed for another minute and Cameron allowed Cuddy's hand to graze the skin of her calf, before slider her fingers, and some expensive silk, up the younger woman's leg. The immunologist was doing her best not to moan, suddenly very aware that they were in a public place.
It was Cameron who pulled away first, taking another, slightly larger, drink from her glass and sighing heavily.
"Lisa... I" she'd been staring off into her glass until that moment, and she was startled when she looked up to meet the dean's eyes, they were almost glistening.
Cuddy willed herself to speak, to fill the void of words that Cameron couldn't. "You're happy right? You wanted to be here, to be with me... didn't you?" She gazed intently into her partner's emerald green orbs as she spoke. The eye contact alone was intense and Cameron could feel her heartbeat race and the wetness seeping through her panties.
"Lisa, of course I'm happy. Don't think I wouldn't tell you if I weren't." Cameron's voice gave away nothing but pure honestly and finally Cuddy started to relax a little. She finished her first drink and moved swiftly onto her second, and third. At some point they had begun ordering shots and it had turned into a drinking contest.
By the time midnight had rolled around Cameron was trailing by 4 shots and both women were pretty intoxicated. Cameron somehow managed to decipher the symbols on her cell phone enough to speed dial a cab company and ten minutes later the inhebriated pair were spilling into the cool night air, arm in arm.
"So this is what you do on a seconddate?" she asked, slurring her words together
Cuddy laughed that signature bedroom laugh and looked Cameron dead in the eye, the look, one of desire and need (and love) sobered Cameron just a little, but before she could speak again Cuddy pulled the young woman closer and placed her lips on her earlobe, whispering ever so quietly "Honey, I'd love to show you what I do on a second date."
Cuddy didn't have to look to imagine the deer-in-the-headlights look that Cameron was making so she hailed a cab and waited for Cameron to climb inside when her door was opened.
"so, what now?" asked Cameron, more timidly and slightly more sober this time.
"Well," thought Cuddy, grinning, "My place is closer, you want to have a drink in a quiet place without that creepy guy at the bar leering at you?"
They both giggled "I think he was into you" replied Cameron, blushing.
Cuddy shook her head and gave the cabbie her adress.
"We can watch movies and drink red wine if you want." Cuddy assured her, catching Cameron's anxious glance in her direction.
Cameron's hand took hold of Cuddy's and dragged it lightly over and onto her thigh, where she traced circles on it with her thumb before leaving the dean's hand there alone, to fend for itself.
"We don't need TV." replied Cameron with a look in her eyes that Cuddy would never have believed she could possess.
They rode a couple minutes in silence, both not quite sure what was about to happen but also both knowing that whatever it was - they wanted it.
Just as Cameron was about to try to break the proverbial ice Cuddy took the plunge and leaned in, kissing Cameron full-on on the lips and letting her tounge slide over the glossy pink of the younger woman's mouth. Cameron's shock was short-live as Cuddy's tounge probed deeper into her mouth and soon Cameron was kissing back with no hesitations. Cameron's fingers fluttered down and over the fabric of Cuddy's silk blouse before coming to rest on the older woman's thigh.
Cameron's head was spinning at the heat and excitement of the kiss so she hardly noticed when Cuddy pulled her hand away from her thigh and let her fingers unlace themselves from Cameron's hair. She did, however, notice when Cuddy pulled away, stopping the kiss. Cameron stared at her, hair tousled, skirt hitched up a little, desire coating her eyelids, and she was mesmerized. Cuddy was beautiful, gorgeous really and Cameron wanted nothing more in that moment than for Cuddy to take her home and have her way with her. She wanted to please Cuddy in ways no man ever could, but before she had a chance to protest Cuddy spoke
"We're in a cab, Allison..."
Allison looked around, as if she'd not realized where they were until just now. She blushed as she glanced at the cab driver who was doing everything he could to keep his eyes on the road.
"Yeah...you're right." she slid back over to her side of the cab, but Cuddy's hand slid over and rested itself on Cameron's thigh for the duration of the ride.
When the cab finally pulled up in front of Cuddy's house, Cameron was wetter than she could ever remember being. She didn't know what it was about Cuddy; the authority? the power? the breasts?? but she wanted this woman, and her whole body was telling her to damn the risks and just give in.
They paid their cab fare and Cuddy offered Cameron her hand and helped her out of the taxi. They both stumbled a little, even though the cab ride had been long enough to sober them up a bit, and Cuddy nearly got knocked down when Cameron slipped on a stone and caught her heel, causing her to fall right into Cuddy and well, her chest.
As Cuddy helped Cameron get herself upright she noticed the huge blush creeping across the immunologist's face and smiled to herself. - so its not just House who likes them.
They made their way to the door and as Cuddy fiddled with her keys to find the right one it finally sank in, what was about to happen. Cameron went slightly more pale - if possible - and her legs felt like they would give out any minute. But... that kiss... those fingers, that voice... she knew there was no way she could turn back now.
So when Cuddy opened the door and stepped inside Cameron grasped the woman's hand tightly and followed her in.
Not quite insane smut yet, just some mushy-fluffiness or something. This is part one of two.
Title: "Second Date"
Cuddy made her way through the dimly lit bar balancing two Vodka tonics in each hand.
Impressive - thought Cameron as she watch Cuddy swerve and weave through the boisterous crowd before finally reaching their table in the far corner.
She sat the drinks down, nudging two of the glasses toward Cameron. Cameron's eyes grew wide and she looked at Cuddy.
"Two for starters? She asked, a little shocked."
"Yeah well, we've had a rough day." replied Cuddy, mock-toasting Cameron before taking a gulp of her drink. Cameron toyed with the stem of her glass before sipping at the liquid. Cuddy chuckled to herself.
Cameron was such a...girl. Cuddy was always amazed at how even though they were both women (despite what House might say) Cameron was just so much more feminine. Cuddy mused that it must be that soft, pale skin, or her long limbs and bouncy curls.
Cuddy sipped at her drink this time, hoping to look a little less like a drunk by doing so. Cameron smiled at her self-conciousness and took another sip as well.
"So... what made you pick this place for our second date?" asked Cameron, looking around, studying the room, the dark marble on the floor, the fancy cherrywood chairs, the crystal glasses adorning the bar and the various colored alcholic beverages they contained.
I just figured you must get sick of going to grungy old bars with Chase and Foreman sometimes. I thought we'd pick a nice place and we could pamper you a little bit.
Cameron tried to hide a grin but it was nearly impossible. Cuddy noticed and did managed to hide her smile, she was so happy to see Cameron smile again after the horrendous week they'd had. They'd lost two patiens in one week. House was stalking around the hospitol like a mad man, even making Wilson miserable wasn't taking his mind off of his failures. Thus, in turn meant that Cameron, Foreman, and Chase were left to feel the brunt of their boss's anger, and it had been brutal.
Cameron almost felt bad as she slid into the seat closer to Cuddy and sipped her drink. Poor Chase had been sentenced to night duty in the NICU - against his will - and would not be getting to go home for another 4 hours.
Sensing that Cameron was about to start overanalyzing and feeling guilty, Cuddy slid an arm around her frail date and pulled her in close.
"so, do you like this place?" asked Cuddy, never looking away, or letting Cameron.
Cameron leaned into Cuddy and let their foreheads rest together, taking a moment to answer;
"It's beautiful Lisa, do you come here alot?"
Cuddy looked down and fiddled with a button on her shirt before replying, "No, not anymore really... it's... lonely without someone special"
Cameron's heart sank a little at the thought of Cuddy, alone for so many nights and for no reason. She was beautiful, and smart, and now she was hers. Cameron leaned in even further and placed a kiss on Cuddy's cheek, followed by a kiss on the older woman's lips. Their hands met under the table and Cameron could feel Lisa tracing her fingertips along the silky material that covered her thigh. They kissed for another minute and Cameron allowed Cuddy's hand to graze the skin of her calf, before slider her fingers, and some expensive silk, up the younger woman's leg. The immunologist was doing her best not to moan, suddenly very aware that they were in a public place.
It was Cameron who pulled away first, taking another, slightly larger, drink from her glass and sighing heavily.
"Lisa... I" she'd been staring off into her glass until that moment, and she was startled when she looked up to meet the dean's eyes, they were almost glistening.
Cuddy willed herself to speak, to fill the void of words that Cameron couldn't. "You're happy right? You wanted to be here, to be with me... didn't you?" She gazed intently into her partner's emerald green orbs as she spoke. The eye contact alone was intense and Cameron could feel her heartbeat race and the wetness seeping through her panties.
"Lisa, of course I'm happy. Don't think I wouldn't tell you if I weren't." Cameron's voice gave away nothing but pure honestly and finally Cuddy started to relax a little. She finished her first drink and moved swiftly onto her second, and third. At some point they had begun ordering shots and it had turned into a drinking contest.
By the time midnight had rolled around Cameron was trailing by 4 shots and both women were pretty intoxicated. Cameron somehow managed to decipher the symbols on her cell phone enough to speed dial a cab company and ten minutes later the inhebriated pair were spilling into the cool night air, arm in arm.
"So this is what you do on a seconddate?" she asked, slurring her words together
Cuddy laughed that signature bedroom laugh and looked Cameron dead in the eye, the look, one of desire and need (and love) sobered Cameron just a little, but before she could speak again Cuddy pulled the young woman closer and placed her lips on her earlobe, whispering ever so quietly "Honey, I'd love to show you what I do on a second date."
Cuddy didn't have to look to imagine the deer-in-the-headlights look that Cameron was making so she hailed a cab and waited for Cameron to climb inside when her door was opened.
"so, what now?" asked Cameron, more timidly and slightly more sober this time.
"Well," thought Cuddy, grinning, "My place is closer, you want to have a drink in a quiet place without that creepy guy at the bar leering at you?"
They both giggled "I think he was into you" replied Cameron, blushing.
Cuddy shook her head and gave the cabbie her adress.
"We can watch movies and drink red wine if you want." Cuddy assured her, catching Cameron's anxious glance in her direction.
Cameron's hand took hold of Cuddy's and dragged it lightly over and onto her thigh, where she traced circles on it with her thumb before leaving the dean's hand there alone, to fend for itself.
"We don't need TV." replied Cameron with a look in her eyes that Cuddy would never have believed she could possess.
They rode a couple minutes in silence, both not quite sure what was about to happen but also both knowing that whatever it was - they wanted it.
Just as Cameron was about to try to break the proverbial ice Cuddy took the plunge and leaned in, kissing Cameron full-on on the lips and letting her tounge slide over the glossy pink of the younger woman's mouth. Cameron's shock was short-live as Cuddy's tounge probed deeper into her mouth and soon Cameron was kissing back with no hesitations. Cameron's fingers fluttered down and over the fabric of Cuddy's silk blouse before coming to rest on the older woman's thigh.
Cameron's head was spinning at the heat and excitement of the kiss so she hardly noticed when Cuddy pulled her hand away from her thigh and let her fingers unlace themselves from Cameron's hair. She did, however, notice when Cuddy pulled away, stopping the kiss. Cameron stared at her, hair tousled, skirt hitched up a little, desire coating her eyelids, and she was mesmerized. Cuddy was beautiful, gorgeous really and Cameron wanted nothing more in that moment than for Cuddy to take her home and have her way with her. She wanted to please Cuddy in ways no man ever could, but before she had a chance to protest Cuddy spoke
"We're in a cab, Allison..."
Allison looked around, as if she'd not realized where they were until just now. She blushed as she glanced at the cab driver who was doing everything he could to keep his eyes on the road.
"Yeah...you're right." she slid back over to her side of the cab, but Cuddy's hand slid over and rested itself on Cameron's thigh for the duration of the ride.
When the cab finally pulled up in front of Cuddy's house, Cameron was wetter than she could ever remember being. She didn't know what it was about Cuddy; the authority? the power? the breasts?? but she wanted this woman, and her whole body was telling her to damn the risks and just give in.
They paid their cab fare and Cuddy offered Cameron her hand and helped her out of the taxi. They both stumbled a little, even though the cab ride had been long enough to sober them up a bit, and Cuddy nearly got knocked down when Cameron slipped on a stone and caught her heel, causing her to fall right into Cuddy and well, her chest.
As Cuddy helped Cameron get herself upright she noticed the huge blush creeping across the immunologist's face and smiled to herself. - so its not just House who likes them.
They made their way to the door and as Cuddy fiddled with her keys to find the right one it finally sank in, what was about to happen. Cameron went slightly more pale - if possible - and her legs felt like they would give out any minute. But... that kiss... those fingers, that voice... she knew there was no way she could turn back now.
So when Cuddy opened the door and stepped inside Cameron grasped the woman's hand tightly and followed her in.