House M.D. -- Greg House/Brittany House -- "Master Plan"
Title: Master Plan
Characters/Pairing: Greg House/Brittany House
Prompt: #1 -- Attraction
Word Count: 328
Rating: R for sexual content
Summary: Brittany has something to show her husband.
Author's Notes: Written for the stagesoflove challenge, part one: attraction. Based entirely off of meta gameplay that happened yesterday, and written in fifteen minutes this morning, so bear with me if it's not the most eloquent piece.
Kyle sees her sitting at her desk and laughs at her, telling her she looks like the fantasized ideal of a college teacher.
From over the rims of her wire-frame reading glasses, Brittany looks up from her report and reminds him that she is a teacher. He just smiles, leaning back in his chair, and says if she teaches dressed like that at the Institute, it must put a strain on the cardiovascular systems of all the boys in her classes.
She scoffs, crosses one stocking-clad leg over the other, smoothes out her skirt and says she'd never teach an English lit or civics class at the Institute dressed like this.
He catches her drift and just rolls his eyes, knowing he's powerless to stop her. He doesn't want to be on the receiving end of this pretty package, as much as he loves her. And that small smile, or it might be a smirk, playing on her lips is more than a little disconcerting.
She comes home late on purpose, so Greg will be there and settled in by the time she arrives. As she walks to the door, she slides a hand up to open the first two buttons on her shirt so she can breathe. Stepping in the house, she greets her husband with a hug and those three little words. Her kiss is designed to be read into. Brittany picks his jaw up off the floor, and his eyes up off her breasts, and tells him she'll be in the office. She has something to do.
Two minutes later she hears the door click open and doesn't have to look up.
He makes short work of their clothes and throws her up on the desk. With her legs wrapped around his waist, moaning into his chest as his cock pistons in and out of her, Brittany can't help but give a satisfied smile her husband can't see. She's glad Greg is a fast learner.
Characters/Pairing: Greg House/Brittany House
Prompt: #1 -- Attraction
Word Count: 328
Rating: R for sexual content
Summary: Brittany has something to show her husband.
Author's Notes: Written for the stagesoflove challenge, part one: attraction. Based entirely off of meta gameplay that happened yesterday, and written in fifteen minutes this morning, so bear with me if it's not the most eloquent piece.
Kyle sees her sitting at her desk and laughs at her, telling her she looks like the fantasized ideal of a college teacher.
From over the rims of her wire-frame reading glasses, Brittany looks up from her report and reminds him that she is a teacher. He just smiles, leaning back in his chair, and says if she teaches dressed like that at the Institute, it must put a strain on the cardiovascular systems of all the boys in her classes.
She scoffs, crosses one stocking-clad leg over the other, smoothes out her skirt and says she'd never teach an English lit or civics class at the Institute dressed like this.
He catches her drift and just rolls his eyes, knowing he's powerless to stop her. He doesn't want to be on the receiving end of this pretty package, as much as he loves her. And that small smile, or it might be a smirk, playing on her lips is more than a little disconcerting.
She comes home late on purpose, so Greg will be there and settled in by the time she arrives. As she walks to the door, she slides a hand up to open the first two buttons on her shirt so she can breathe. Stepping in the house, she greets her husband with a hug and those three little words. Her kiss is designed to be read into. Brittany picks his jaw up off the floor, and his eyes up off her breasts, and tells him she'll be in the office. She has something to do.
Two minutes later she hears the door click open and doesn't have to look up.
He makes short work of their clothes and throws her up on the desk. With her legs wrapped around his waist, moaning into his chest as his cock pistons in and out of her, Brittany can't help but give a satisfied smile her husband can't see. She's glad Greg is a fast learner.