House/Cam oneshot - smut!!
You'll tell me before this is through." House grunted, through gritted teeth as he slowly slid his hard lentgh into Cameron from behind.
It was mid-morning and Cameron had been practically begging for it (well, minus the begging part) for the whole of the lazy Saturday they'd so far spent together. Not that it had really been much of a day yet.
Well, House backpeddled himself again; this really is the best way to spend an entire weekend. he mused to himself fondly, noting that he and Cameron had not left the comforts of his bed since they had both been woken up earlier to find House's hand gently stroking the inside of Cameron's silken, bare thighs as she mewled her appreciation into his toned bicep.
Cameron let out a tiny moan of frustration before responding to House with a snotty "Why do you care so much, anyway?" panted out with a breath she let escape as he bottomed out inside her welcoming wetness.
She'd found out yesterday before leaving work and it'd been bothering her ever since. She knew it shouldn't, but it did, and - to Cameron - that wasn't even the worst part. It'd been the way in which the news was effecting her that was causing her real greif. Ever since she'd heard the exciting (yes, she reasoned with herself, even she was capable of being excited and happy to hear the news) all she could think about was sex. Not just sex, obviously, but the sex that must have taken place in order for the event to even become news.
Cameron let out a squeal as she felt House's warm arm slide around her tiny waist and she bit her lip as his dexterous fingers slid over her clit, so wet with arousal that it caused his fingers to slide quickly over her sensitive button and down to where House could now feel himself buried deep inside of her as she pulsed around him.
"So," stated House, simply, as he repositioned the pads of his fingers over Cameron's clit and slid maddeningly, slowly out of her, "Why don't you just save us both some time and come out with it so I can give you what you really want-" he finished, sliding roughly back into her and pinching softly on her clit with his last word. Cameron moaned again and her breath began to come out in quick little pants as House gripped the headboard in front of them and used it as leverage to thrust deeper into her. She let herself be slowly fucked, face-first, ass in the air, into the mattress for several enticing seconds before she found herself able to reply, urged to do so only by the fact that House had slowed his motions on her clit to barely more than a tell-tale pressure.
She groaned in frustration and defeat as her hips bucked invoulentarily back against House as she struggled to place herself back upright on all fours under him.
"Cuddy's pregnant." she forced out in a monotone, preparing herself for the unknown as she mused about the man who was now fucking her in forceful, hard strokes.
Why are we talking about this? she entertained angrily to herself as he thrust into her again, deeper this time, as if her admission had egged him on, Wilson's already told him. Why're we both acting like we didn't know?
House was quite happy that Cameron seemed to enjoy "Doggy-Style" just as much as he did as she was unable to see the self-satisfied smirk now spreading across his features.
Cameron finds out Cuddy's pregnant and the first thing she does is launch an all-out mission to mount me in my own home he thinks to himself, quirking an eyebrow up as he curls his fingers around her fragile hipbones and pulls her onto him again.
Nice - and they would both probably be a bit frightened to know that they'd had the thought in unison. Cameron's reaction coming from the feeling of House's head connecting perfectly with her g-spot and House's reaction coming from the feeling pooling in his groin and the images now collecting in his head of Cameron splayed out wide on the very same bed, with Cuddy's mop of dark, wavy curls between his lover's thighs, as she lapped hungrily at Cameron's pussy.
Whatthehell?!?! manifested itself in House's mind at the randomness of his thought before his male brain took over and his mind was once again invaded with various scenarios in which Cuddy and Cameron fucked like horny little rabbits in just nearly every room of PPTH, his apartment, Cameron's apartment, her car, the city, any city...
Without really noticing House's grip on the headboard tightened as he slammed into Cameron, once again focusing the energy of his right hand between her now-dripping thighs, before an idea struck him. He pulled his hand away suddenly, but doesn't stop fucking Cameron. She continues to buck against him for a full minute before she notices where his ministrations are lacking and turns her head slightly, cocking it up toward him to study his face.
"Hey -" she starts, and he's sure she is about to complain so he cuts her off.
"Cameron, " House inquires, snatching one of her dainty wrists from out from under her and encircling it with his palm, leading her hand to tease over her own stomach and then further south, he lets go of her wrist and allows her to make the rest of the journey herself as he finishes posing his question, which he knows will either result in learning a hot little secret about his current favorite sex-kitten or a quick slap and a cold shower by himself; "You like her, don't you?"
Cameron's hips stop thrusting back into him abruptly and he prepares himself for a sting across his face before his eyes open and he is shocked to be staring back down into her once-emerald irises, now simply aroused pools of black as they study him quickly before she drops her head back down and eyes his sheets.
He notes that though she has not answered him her hand is now rubbing frantically at her clit and he doubles his pace inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him as her body betrays her, answering his question without words. He almost comes on the spot.
He can't help himself and he grins while he fucks her.
"You could've said something you know. Guys love threesomes with two women. We could call her in anytime - Hey! I bet she has her pager on -"
"House." Cameron warned, sternly, not meeting his eyes as a flush creeps across her cheeks. "Shut up. It's not going to happen. Just...fannnn - ta - ta - siiieeeesss" she could barely spit out as House feels her muscles clench and spasm around him, her fingers working furiously against her clit. He memorizes her face for the hundreth time as she comes around him and this time it is distinctly different.
Cameron is usually so uninhibited with him, so sexually free but this time, she's trying to hide something -
She's not going to give me any more than this he realizes, but his cock doesn't seem to mind and he finds himself spilling into her, not even trying to hide the effect that his newfound knowledge is having on him.
"HOT - CAMERON!" he moans as he drains the last of his come inside her and Cameron lets him pound her into the mattress, hoping in vain that she can blame her sudden orgasm and flushed features on the fact that they've been engaging in what could basically be construed as heavy foreplay since early sometime that morning.
House mentally ticks off a point for himself on his mental whiteboard as he allows Cameron to settle her lithe, naked body beside him in post-coital bliss.
If she thinks I'm not going to use this later, she's crazy he chuckles to himself as he pets her insanely soft, wispy locks and slides his callused palm down to cup her perfectly preportioned ass. He allows himself a gentle squeeze.
He thinks Cameron is asleep, or almost there, and he'd be driven to madness if only he were aware of the unbridled lustful thought that smacks Cameron's conciousness before she's allowed to drift to sleep...
Next time, let him page Cuddy...
"Next time, Let him page Cuddy..."
Paring: House/Cam
Rating: NC-17
Summary: House finds out something about Cameron that even she's not sure she was totally aware of.
A/N: If you like my smut you should send me Adderall. I couldn't seem to help myself this morning, I fused my shippy love a bit. And apparently forgot how to do LJ cuts AFTER summaries.
And I have to be up at 8am to enroll for college. This is how I manage my time. Very colligiate, right?!
Dedicated dually to Laura(
folkrockergrrrl ) because I think my mind unconciously wanted to give her birthday fic, and to Angi(
angidas ) because whether or not you are, you're the only one who could even get me exciting about thinking about babies... and because you need to feel better because this is the kind of madness that happens when you are sick and go to bed early and let my REAL relatives try to control my life. GAH!