House was sitting in Wilson’s office, twirling his cane around in his fingers. Too lazy to go home pagina that night House had just gone into Wilson’s office had slept on his couch. Although not the most comfortable sleeping arrangement, it had gegeven House time to think. About life. About his hallucinations, which had strangely vanished. About Cuddy. About how much he loved her.
The door opened and Cuddy poked her head through. “I thought I’d find u here,” she said, stepping into the room. House zei nothing and scooted over as Cuddy sat volgende to him. “Why did u sleep here last night?” she asked House.
“I needed to think.” He simply replied.
“So u slept in Wilson’s office?” Cuddy’s eyebrows rose.
“Yes,” House curtly said, lying back in the cushions. “I thought about important things,” He looked over at Cuddy with tired look in his eyes.
“What important things?” Cuddy asked, staring back into his icy blue eyes. At times he was thick as a rock, but times like now, he was opening up, and Cuddy did not want to miss this.
“Like how much-,” He paused. His hart-, hart beat faster, and House nervously swallowed. “How much I love you,” He stared at Cuddy with a fiery passion. She stared back. Without another word, they were kissing. House took off Cuddy’s shirt.
“Wait,” Cuddy sighed, her hands still around House’s neck. “What about Wilson? What if he comes in?” The last thing Cuddy wanted to happen was Wilson come as her and House were making out. In response, House stood up and pushed the coffee tafel, tabel in front of the door and locked it. He closed the blinds and pushed the divan, bank in front of the glass door.
“There,” House proudly exclaimed. “Problem solved.” With that, House and Cuddy began to make out again. Cuddy took off House’s overhemd, shirt while House took off Cuddy’s pants. After taking off House’s shirt, Cuddy began to unzip his pants. She tried to pull them down but they wouldn’t budge. She felt around.
“Why did u decide to wear a riem today?” Cuddy whispered in House’s ear as he kissed her neck.
“Why did u decide to wear clothes today?” House retorted as he undid his belt. House pushed Cuddy onto the divan, bank and took off her bra. He kissed her bare chest and Cuddy moaned happily.
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A few sweaty minuten later. . .
House and Cuddy walked into House’s office from the outside entrance .Wilson was sitting at House’s desk, looking calm, the kind of calm a vulkaan has before it’s about to explode.
“You finished?” Wilson irritably asked, standing up.
“Yep,” House happily grinned, fixing his belt. Wilson sighed and walked out of House’s office. “That was fun,” House said, wrapping his arms around Cuddy’s waist.
“It was,” Cuddy slowly replied, standing on her tiptoes to give him a kiss. She turned around and walked out of House’s office, House lovingly staring after her. House sat down in his bureau and looked through some paperwork.
“House!” Wilson shouted from the hallway, presumably from his office door. “Why can’t I open my door?” House smiled and went back to doing paperwork.
The door opened and Cuddy poked her head through. “I thought I’d find u here,” she said, stepping into the room. House zei nothing and scooted over as Cuddy sat volgende to him. “Why did u sleep here last night?” she asked House.
“I needed to think.” He simply replied.
“So u slept in Wilson’s office?” Cuddy’s eyebrows rose.
“Yes,” House curtly said, lying back in the cushions. “I thought about important things,” He looked over at Cuddy with tired look in his eyes.
“What important things?” Cuddy asked, staring back into his icy blue eyes. At times he was thick as a rock, but times like now, he was opening up, and Cuddy did not want to miss this.
“Like how much-,” He paused. His hart-, hart beat faster, and House nervously swallowed. “How much I love you,” He stared at Cuddy with a fiery passion. She stared back. Without another word, they were kissing. House took off Cuddy’s shirt.
“Wait,” Cuddy sighed, her hands still around House’s neck. “What about Wilson? What if he comes in?” The last thing Cuddy wanted to happen was Wilson come as her and House were making out. In response, House stood up and pushed the coffee tafel, tabel in front of the door and locked it. He closed the blinds and pushed the divan, bank in front of the glass door.
“There,” House proudly exclaimed. “Problem solved.” With that, House and Cuddy began to make out again. Cuddy took off House’s overhemd, shirt while House took off Cuddy’s pants. After taking off House’s shirt, Cuddy began to unzip his pants. She tried to pull them down but they wouldn’t budge. She felt around.
“Why did u decide to wear a riem today?” Cuddy whispered in House’s ear as he kissed her neck.
“Why did u decide to wear clothes today?” House retorted as he undid his belt. House pushed Cuddy onto the divan, bank and took off her bra. He kissed her bare chest and Cuddy moaned happily.
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A few sweaty minuten later. . .
House and Cuddy walked into House’s office from the outside entrance .Wilson was sitting at House’s desk, looking calm, the kind of calm a vulkaan has before it’s about to explode.
“You finished?” Wilson irritably asked, standing up.
“Yep,” House happily grinned, fixing his belt. Wilson sighed and walked out of House’s office. “That was fun,” House said, wrapping his arms around Cuddy’s waist.
“It was,” Cuddy slowly replied, standing on her tiptoes to give him a kiss. She turned around and walked out of House’s office, House lovingly staring after her. House sat down in his bureau and looked through some paperwork.
“House!” Wilson shouted from the hallway, presumably from his office door. “Why can’t I open my door?” House smiled and went back to doing paperwork.