FIC- Lies for Love Part Four
Title: Lies for love
Pairing: Thirteen/Cameron, Thirteen/Cuddy
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Pretty much zilch. This is set at the beginning of Season 5 when House has his new team but contains nothing about them specific to episodes.
Disclaimer: I own... nada.
Summary: Thirteen can't remain faithful and risks losing everything that matters to her.
( Part One.) ( Part Two) ( Part Three)
A/N- This part is rated adult for explicit sexual content.
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4.
Thirteen tried her best to do as Cuddy said and forget, but her guilt had been multiplied by a thousand. She’d behaved terribly, yet Cuddy was the one who was apologising to her. She should be the one begging Cuddy for forgiveness and instead, she was lying to the only woman, the only person she’d ever loved in her entire life. Quite honestly, it made her feel like shit. She wanted to be big enough to come clean, but she was too selfish, and she knew that if she did not only would she lose Cuddy, but she’d lose her one chance of happiness.
House had been right about the patient’s diagnosis, and so Thirteen had been able to finish work on time. She’d sent a quick text to Cameron telling her what she’d told Cuddy; just in case Cuddy took it upon herself to get confirmation of Thirteen’s story. She was pretty sure that Cuddy wouldn’t bother, that she whole heartedly believed her (which kind of made her feel worse) but she had to be sure. She’d gotten a reply from Cameron merely reading, “Ok” which she supposed was better than “Fuck off” or “Go to Hell” which she’d half been expecting. Maybe Cameron had actually listened to what she’d said earlier, and was going to leave things as they were. At least, that was what she hoped.
Letting herself into Cuddy’s house with the key she had been given, she was surprised to find that it was completely quiet. She removed her shoes and checked her watch, seeing that it was half five in the afternoon. Surely Cuddy should be here by now? She wandered down the hall, checking the kitchen, living room and dining room, with still no sign of her girlfriend. Back in the hall, she noted that Cuddy’s briefcase was lying on the floor, and so she must be home, or have been home and left again. Climbing the stairs, Thirteen called out her name. “Lisa? You home?”
It was a few seconds before she heard a muffled reply from the bedroom. She sped up the last few stairs, quickening her pace as she walked to the bedroom and pushed the door open. “Lise?”
“Hey baby,” Thirteen barely had time to react as she was pushed against the door shutting it, and she felt Cuddy’s lips on her own.
“Mmm,” Thirteen returned the kiss briefly before pulling away. She noted that there were red rose petals adorning the bed covers, and a bottle of champagne in ice on the right bedside table. Moving her gaze to Cuddy, she noted that she was wearing a tiny black babydoll top, with a matching pair of panties.
“What’s... what’s all this?” she stuttered, almost speechless.
“My way of saying sorry for earlier,” Cuddy stated, caressing Thirteen’s cheek.
“Sorry for what?” Thirteen asked dumbly, unable to think straight.
“For questioning you about Cameron,” Cuddy pressed a kiss against Thirteen’s throat, nibbling on it gently.
Thirteen closed her eyes feeling sick to the stomach. Cuddy had done all this to apologise for something that Thirteen had lied to her about. Resisting the urge to throw up Thirteen took a deep breath, frozen to the spot. She was a foul person; utterly despicable. She hated what she’d done, she didn’t deserve Cuddy, Lisa, she didn’t deserve any of this...
Cuddy stopped kissing her neck and smiled up at her. Her smile faded the moment she saw the expression on Thirteen’s face. “I... I wanted to make it up to you,” she stammered, letting go of Thirteen, her cheeks reddening. “I’m sorry; it was a stupid idea. I’ll just get dressed and you can forget this ever happened.”
Snapping out of her trance, Thirteen properly focused her eyes on Cuddy, noting how hurt she looked. Forcing herself to smile for Cuddy’s sake, she reached out and instructed, “Don’t you dare. This is... amazing. I just can’t believe you’ve done all this for me. It’s... it’s really sweet of you.”
“Sweet?” Cuddy looked at her, evidently still confused by her behaviour.
“Ok, so maybe sweet is the wrong word,” Thirteen made herself grin. “More like... sexy.”
“Really?” Cuddy still looked unsure.
“Yes,” Thirteen assured her. “And it’d be even sexier if you stopped talking,” she wanting Cuddy’s confusion to end and for her to know that it was ok for her to carry on as she had been before Thirteen had started questioning her. She stopped thinking about how guilty she felt, and focused on the woman before her, because that was what was important now.
With a smile on her face, Cuddy obliged, melting her body against Thirteen’s. Raising her hands into the air, Thirteen allowed Cuddy to pull off her top, which was soon followed by her trousers. She tensed her body as Cuddy removed her bra, and she felt her nipples harden as the cool air hit them. Noticing Thirteen stiffen, Cuddy lowered her head, taking Thirteen’s right nipple into her mouth and skimming over the left with her hand, eliciting moan after moan from Thirteen. In some ways foreplay was always the most exciting because it was a promise of what was to come. She knew that soon she would be lying on the bed writhing under Cuddy’s touch; and that for her was the sexiest thought of all.
Hurrying things along, Thirteen tugged at Cuddy’s barely-there clothing, making it clear that she wanted her naked. Raising her head, Cuddy laughed and whispered, “Patience,” placing a hand either side of Thirteen and tugging her thong away from her.
“If I’m naked, you have to be naked too,” Thirteen growled, throwing Cuddy onto the bed. Cuddy took a sharp intake of breath, not expecting Thirteen to be so aggressive, and so she was further surprised when Thirteen practically ripped her babydoll and panties from her.
“Hey, they weren’t exactly cheap!” She protested.
“I’ll buy you a new set,” Thirteen promised in a low voice before straddling Cuddy, taking control. It was important that Cuddy came first this time; it wasn’t fair that Thirteen got everything her way. And so she lowered her head, licking the skin just above Cuddy’s chest, moving to her nipples, then right the way down to her belly button. She paused, flicking her tongue in and around it, unable to resist from biting down. She wanted to lose herself in fucking Cuddy, forget everything. Just forget. Concentrate on the way her skin tasted on Thirteen’s tongue, the softness of her curves. Not holding off any longer, unable to bear it, she moved down on Cuddy; plunging her tongue in and out of her. She moved to swirling around the outside, tasting her. Cuddy was fairly quiet until Thirteen reached her clit, and feeling exactly where the hardness was; she bit down, making Cuddy cry out. “Oh God,” she moaned, bucking her body against Thirteen’s head.
Her head fuzzy, Thirteen continued, now thrusting one finger inside of Cuddy, then two, then...
“You’re hurting,” Cuddy gasped. “Don’t bite so hard.”
Lessening the pressure, Thirteen felt guilty. This was supposed to be her giving Cuddy what she wanted; not doing as she pleased. Concentrating on the task at hand, she carried on in a way closer to her usual style, using more of her tongue and less of her teeth. When she heard Cuddy moan she knew she was moving in the right direction, and so she carried on for the next few minutes until she felt Cuddy’s body shake beneath her as she came, crying loudly, and then went limp.
Thirteen spent a couple more minutes cleaning Cuddy out, before she raised her head. “You ok?” She asked breathlessly.
“Fantastic,” Cuddy smiled, placing a kiss on Thirteen’s forehead. “You?”
“Completely,” Thirteen answered, driven by lust. She allowed Cuddy to reverse their positions so that now she was the one pinned to the bed. Cuddy began gently, kissing Thirteen’s neck and shoulders, her hands massaging Thirteen’s breasts.
“Harder,” Thirteen instructed.
Cuddy obliged, nipping at Thirteen’s skin and increasing the pressure. Wanting more Thirteen repeated, “Harder” once again, followed by a third time when it still wasn’t enough.
“I’m going to hurt you baby,” Cuddy told her, not doing as Thirteen wanted.
“I don’t care!” Thirteen groaned. “Just do it.”
Cuddy obliged, though if Thirteen had her way then she would have bitten down with even more force. But it was hurting now, she could feel the pain, and that was enough. If she begged for more she knew Cuddy wouldn’t, couldn’t bring herself to give it to her. Thirteen shut her eyes, losing herself in the moment. She felt... words didn’t describe how she felt, but it was almost unbearable to endure, something that escalated the lower Cuddy moved. Eventually she reached Thirteen’s clit, and she vigorously licked it with her tongue, pumping three fingers in and out of Thirteen. After a couple of minutes Thirteen realised that she wasn’t going to come; not like this. Once again she spoke up. “I need more.”
Cuddy lifted her head, “I don’t know how much harder I can go without hurting you, Rems.”
“Please Lisa,” Thirteen begged. “Just do it.”
Still hesitant, Cuddy wordlessly obliged, now using four fingers, attacking Thirteen’s clit with her tongue. The extra pressure did the trick, and Thirteen felt how close she was. Grasping Cuddy’s head, she pushed her close as she thrust her hips upward, screaming as she came. “Fuck!”
She swallowed hard, letting go of Cuddy and curling herself upwards, not giving Cuddy a chance to finish off. Now that she’d come she could feel herself starting to throb; the bites on her neck and chest, her clit. God... it hurt so much.
“Remy?” Cuddy said quietly, face to face with her. “What was all that about?”
“Nothing,” Thirteen denied. “It was nothing.”
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I'm really hoping that this part turned out the way I wanted it to. I didn't want it to be yay!sexy and I wanted to get across Thirteen's despair, so umm.... yeah. I have my fingers crossed that I achieved that. :)