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Rp for l_cuddy_md

Apr 10, 2007 23:59

House ended up going back to his room, after meeting that blonde woman down in the lobby. He'd had a crap enough day as it was; the way the morning had turned out with Cuddy, meeting Wilson in the bar, getting punched in the face by John. Yeah, he wasn't interested in his day getting any more crap than it already was, and hanging around downstairs ( Read more... )

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l_cuddy_md April 11 2007, 14:49:59 UTC

Hearing House say things like "what was I on" and "should've stuck with the stripper" was like being slapped. Cuddy's jaw clenched as she fought to keep from reacting. Even though House wasn't looking at her, she didn't want to take the chance that he'd see how much those careless words hurt. She hadn't expected him to express any tender or romantic sentiments--she would've examined him for a head injury if he had--but being categorized as just another problem he didn't want to deal with was hurtful...to say the least.

Because he was right. He should've stuck with his stripper. And she should've kept whatever feelings were simmering in her subconscious right where they were--deeply buried. There'd been no danger in going on as they'd always been and even if they'd been missing something by doing that...well, if you never had it, then you didn't feel any loss.

Cuddy didn't really hear most of the rest of what House said. She was too caught up in his obvious distaste for the fact that she'd liked being with him because it was him. ( ... )

l_cuddy_md April 13 2007, 15:22:25 UTC

Cuddy was making plenty of complaints, but since they were of the 'don't stop' variety they did absolutely nothing to dispel House's smug attitude. It was like she had an itch, but instead of scratching, House was tickling it. The stimulation was good, but not quite strong enough to satisfy her ( ... )

rubicks_complex April 13 2007, 15:50:48 UTC

Oh, but damn, driving Cuddy crazy was hot. And getting her to actually beg, and so helplessly, too, was probably the biggest achievement House had ever accomplished with her. He was exuding smugness by the time her orgasm had tapered off and Cuddy had pulled him up to her. He was so very, very pleased with himself, and he indulged in the sloppy, breathless kiss she assaulted against his mouth. While her hands grasped his ass, he ran a hand up and down her side, aware of how sensitive her skin was just from the way she seemed to be still trembling a little from the after-effects of her powerful orgasm ( ... )

l_cuddy_md April 13 2007, 19:19:18 UTC

Cuddy rolled her hips as House thrust against her. She was still floating, her system flooded with endorphins. She wasn't even thinking about how easy it would be for his unsheathed cock to push in; all she was thinking about was how good it would feel ( ... )

rubicks_complex April 13 2007, 20:26:28 UTC

"I'm doing what you like to call issuing an executive order," he replied to her comment about his way with words as she stretched across for a condom. Christ, how easy and tempting it was to just say 'fuck the god damn condom' in the frustrated state he was in. "I'd rather the contraceptive be gripping me around my dick with you on it, than me gripping the contraceptive in my hand," he complained when she tossed the condom to his chest. If she'd asked if he was begging, he would've adamantly insisted that he wasn't begging but looking out for his best interest ( ... )

l_cuddy_md April 13 2007, 21:39:02 UTC

"Look who's running short on patience now," Cuddy taunted. There'd never been any question she'd open her legs to him, just a question of the timing. She was beginning to think she hadn't made him wait long enough though. Not if he could still speak coherently ( ... )

rubicks_complex April 13 2007, 22:32:10 UTC

This truly was some of the best sex he'd ever had in his life. Cuddy taking charge like this, controlling the pace aggressively, knowing exactly what she wanted and how she wanted it, and using that to the advantage of driving House wild was a turn-on beyond House's wildest dreams. How the hell she was able to so talentedly do this to him with her body, he didn't know, apart from the fact that right now he thought her body was absolutely amazing. If she wanted House at her mercy, then she sure as hell succeeded ( ... )

l_cuddy_md April 14 2007, 01:37:30 UTC

Cuddy let out a soft gasp as House's body erupted in orgasm. She felt a fierce sort of joy...and tenderness at watching him come competely undone. She continued to move on him until he sagged back to the bed, breathing heavily. She ran her hands lightly over his chest and down his arms, soothing the muscles that were shaking in the aftermath of his orgasm ( ... )

rubicks_complex April 14 2007, 02:24:49 UTC

His arms felt heavy as lead as he wrapped them around her when she lay down against his chest. After sex like that, it was hard not to be affectionate, with how mellow he was feeling and how completely appreciative he was of Cuddy right now. His eyes remained closed and he mumbled a sound of contentment against her lips as she kissed his mouth and toyed with his hair. He felt drunk with pleasure. As she shifted more comfortably on top of him, he threaded his fingers through her hair and lightly rubbed the back of her head with his fingertips, while his other hand slowly stroked down her back and came to a rest at the small of it.

He smirked lazily at her comment about returning him the favour. "Didn't think it was this kind of crazy," he murmured back, turning his face in to then press a brief kiss to her cheek ( ... )

l_cuddy_md April 14 2007, 03:55:56 UTC

Cuddy arched almost imperceptibly as House ran his hand down her back. Her skin was still hypersensitive to every touch. She hummed a contented noise as she settled again, molding her body to his.

She was mildly amused to find that House was a bit of a snuggler. She knew, of course, that he was capable of affection, even tenderness but she'd never expected to experience it herself. And certainly not in this context. She wasn't going to complain. It was good to feel his body against hers, solid and warm.

She lifted her head a little after the kiss, meeting his bleary gaze. She smiled because he looked so...well, he looked completely fucked. Turned out that was a good look for him. The lines on his face had softened, his gaze was unguarded. Making him look like this, making him look at her the way he was looking at her, it could easily get addictive.

"Only an eleven?" Cuddy pulled back and glared at him in feigned indignation. "So what does a girl have to do to score a twelve?"

And the truth was--she probably would try to score a ( ... )

rubicks_complex April 14 2007, 13:08:13 UTC

"Eleven, a hundred and eleven," he replied, amused by the mock glare she was giving him. "You wanting a twelve is just greedy."

Actually, he had no idea what Cuddy could possibly do that was more amazing than what she'd done this time around, but he was sure as hell open to any possibilities. There wasn't a lot he could do in terms of physical exertion because of his leg, so it was probably a good thing that he liked going down on a woman. How she'd come when he was down between her thighs... He started to feel very smug and pleased with himself again.

He was grinning smugly when Cuddy lifted up to pull the condom from him, still grinning when she settled beside him. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and started to stroke his fingers up and down her arm while she kissed his throat. He had to agree with her question: why hadn't they tried this before ( ... )

l_cuddy_md April 14 2007, 16:17:27 UTC

Cuddy's hand stroked idly through House's chest hair as she considered what he'd said. He was right, of course, the bitching would've continued. Would continue, because she wasn't foolish enough to think that good sex would change the way they reacted to each other. The difference back home would've been that she would've been questioning her own judgement a lot more. She'd always had a tendency to let House get away with things she'd never let anyone else even try. If she'd been sleeping with him, she would've had to wonder what her real motivations were. Others would've questioned her motives as well. There were plenty of staff members who'd always thought she must be sleeping with House because they couldn't imagine any other reason she put up with him ( ... )

rubicks_complex April 15 2007, 01:08:12 UTC

"Hmmm." House pretended to look sour at Cuddy's suggestion that she'd have withheld sex from him just to make him do his clinic hours. He pulled back enough so he could give her a mock surly frown. "See, that just proves you're the central embodiment of evil: manipulating men with sex in order to get what you want ( ... )

l_cuddy_md April 15 2007, 02:29:52 UTC

"Being in control of my sex life does not make me evil. It makes me...liberated," Cuddy asserted somewhat hesitantly. The truth was she abhored the idea of using sex as a weapon, or a bribe or a reward, no matter who was doing it. It reeked of base manipulation and she didn't want any part of that, not in a relationship. Playful teasing was one thing--a fun thing--but the other...it really was a bit evil ( ... )

rubicks_complex April 15 2007, 03:10:03 UTC

He raised his brows in an 'oh, my' expression when Cuddy suggested that they'd end up committing sexual exploits around the hospital. Unfortunately for him, the actual physical likelihood of him being able to steal away into a broom closet or some alcove for some random sex were pretty low because of his compensated leg. But he could certainly dream. Not to mention the idea of doing something risque with the chance of getting caught was an exciting one. Knowing someone might walk in on them, having to keep it quiet and quick... Yeah. Definitely a fantasy he could entertain, especially if he combined that idea with great sex with Cuddy ( ... )

l_cuddy_md April 15 2007, 04:46:29 UTC

"You would, too," Cuddy groaned as House related how he'd break the news to the CEO. And probably the CFO and the Board of Directors and even the Safety and Security Director, just for the fun of it. Fortunately she didn't have to worry about whether he'd make good on his promise. If...when they got home...well, a lot of things might change by then. She wasn't going to worry about it now. Especially since apparently neither of them had jobs at the hospital any longer. That kind of made the whole question moot ( ... )

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