Interruptions {House/Mature}

[Dr Angel Fraser]

She watched him hobble over to the shower, trying to change her mood back to where it was before. When he mentioned she didn't need the towel, she let it drop to the floor. She'd pick it up later. She moved to the shower stall and popped inside.

Reaching for the soap, she turned around and nearly bumped into him. "Probably should have gone for the larger shower stall." She said, giving him a weak smile. "Hope you don't mind plain old Dove." She shrugged, offering to soap him up. She'd never been one for over scented over priced bars of soap that never really got one clean anyways.

[Dr. Gregory House]

"Music to my ears," House smirked, "besides, a small stall means a cozy one," he said, hugging her closer. "Which means we can get into each other's personal space and all soapy. Which, by the way, is hot."

House wasn't so interested in getting clean so much as... seizing Angel's bum. Which he did. His limpid cock was starting to take interest in the proceedings, half rising to poke Angel's lower abdomen. "Take it from me, life is too short to waste it or let good moments go past without grabbing hold of it." His voice was full of innuendo. He leaned in and kissed her, tentatively licking her lips lightly. Asking silent entrance.

[Dr Angel Fraser]

"What is it with men and finding soaped up women hot?" She inquired out loud, looking up at him. She was pressed against him, and she could feel his member rising to the occasion again. As his hands grabbed her butt, she let out a gasp and smirked up at him.

"And I see you've grabbed hold of this moment." She said, as she was silenced by his lips against hers. Feeling his tongue against her lips, she parted them, allowing him access to her mouth. Her arms wrapped around his neck, holding him against her tightly.

[Dr. Gregory House]

"I don't know what it is with men and finding soaped up women hot. I do enjoy watching those commercials for dove with those naked women showering all soapy and wet. It's such great soft porn. Classic."

House kissed her, ducking both their heads under the spray of the shower. He spun them around in the tight space to press her against the cold tile. He apologized by kissing down her wet neck, trying to warm her up in a different way. "I've got something for you to grab a hold of, besides this moment," he said snarkily. He pressed his lips onto her breast, trying to hide his smirk.

He looked down at her lower hip, seeing the tattoo. He remembered how, in the dark, the light from his bedside lamp had shined on it, illuminating it. It had come and gone out of focus as she had writhed against Cuddy, but its lines had been engraved into his memory.

Angel wasn't really a mystery. She was just real. In his arms. She was wild, passionate and forthright. She was strong, opinionated and oddly fragile. She was delicate but she wouldn't break. "Soap me up, woman. I'm sure you find soapy men hot as well."

[Dr Angel Fraser]

"Hm, I found Original Sin to be a much better soft porn choice." She replied, grinning at him. "Angelina Jolie.. Mmm that's hot."

She moaned as he kissed her again, feeling the water wash over her. When he pressed her back against the cold tile, she let out a gasp and pressed her body against his. She leaned her head to one side, exposing her neck for him to ravish. "I can feel it..." She moaned, her hands traveling down his back.

"Mm maybe not soapy men, but wet, naked men yes..." She purred, turning them around again. Returning the favour, she pushed him against the wall, her hands trailing from his back to his stomach, then down. Squatting, she took hold of his aroused member, her hands beginning to stroke it. Looking up at him, she let her tongue lick from underneath the shaft up and over.

[Dr. Gregory House]

Looking down at Angel licking the underside of his cock was quite possibly the hottest thing he had ever seen. There was nothing hotter than an attractive woman on her knees in front of him, looking at his cock like it was the holy grail. The look in her eyes was so very arousing, like nothing mattered but him. The sounds of the water falling in the shower, the wet slickness down her body, glistening and shiny.

He cupped a hand under the spray of the shower and splashed some water on his chest. "Your wish is my command," he mock bowed, shivering as his wet skin met the cool air. Of course, the only cure was to have hot sex with the beautiful woman on her knees. He was nearly purring at the sensation of her tongue on his cock. "Don't stop," he begged.

[Dr Angel Fraser]

Never breaking eye contact with House, she began to suck on House's member, one hand stroking it in time. She watched as he splashed himself with water, goosebumps forming on his skin. Smirking, she let her tongue wrap around his cock.

Hearing him beg just spurred her to move faster, wanting to heed his every whim. Her free hand moved to his butt, kneading it gently. She could feel herself getting rather wet again, and not due to the water. Oh how she wanted him inside her again, but right now she was happy to placate him, make him cum again for her.

[Dr. Gregory House]

House groaned, oh sweet f*cking hell, he thought distantly, thinking that his internal voice tended to get a little dirty when he's being sucked off like this. It was so hot, he had to fight with himself not to thrust into her. It was sweet torture feeling her tongue against his prick, the insane heat of her mouth nearly setting him on fire. He gasped, loving every minute of it. He had just come; it would be a while yet before he would climax. He hoped she had staying power. He definitely would return the favour.

Her hand was kneading his butt. Somehow, that was so erotic. The look in her eyes communicating to him her desire and lust; enjoyment of her control over him. It was so hot, turning him on. Somehow, he was sweating, despite the shower, and he panted, feeling like he was running a marathon. It was great. He was being sent to heaven, the bright light of ecstasy spurring him on.

[Dr Angel Fraser]

Closing her eyes for a brief moment, she began to take more of his member in. She'd never really tried to deep throat, but she felt like it may be something to try. Managing not to gag, she continued to do so. Both her hands went around to his butt, kneading it a little harder.

After a few more moments, she withdrew his member from her mouth. Moving her hands back to his member, stroking it. "Mmm, I must say, I'm rather enjoying this." She moaned, licking the tip teasingly every now and then. God how she wanted him, just watching his reactions as she teased his member.

[Dr. Gregory House]

House groaned, long and loud as she drew an impossible amount of him into her mouth. The sensation was so hot, so fiery he couldn't comprehend anything else but this. She was so forceful, her hands gripping his ass, and her mouth set on him, working him, bringing him so close to completion. The warm feeling in his gut started building, twisting and roiling inside him, making him pant with the pleasure of it all.

He nearly protested when she drew away, her hands taking up the slack, stroking him. Her tongue flicking at his slit a miracle of pleasurable sensation. Her husky voice telling him how much she was enjoying this, his complete inability to keep a straight face when he was being held like this, felt and petted, kissed and stroked, it was passionate, so much. He was spiraling upwards, all sensory inputs being overloaded by Angel. Her voice, her touch, her tongue tasting him, it was all so hot.

"Don't stop," he begged again, pleading unconsciously. He didn't know he had been keening his objection to her mouth just suddenly not there on him anymore.

[Dr Angel Fraser]

Laughing softly, she looked up at him. "Who said I wanted to stop." She purred, kissing around his groin area. She continued to stroke his manhood, but trailed her kisses up his chest. Smirking, she licked his nipples, teasing the erogenous nubs. She wasn't sure how he would take it, but she wanted to try something new with him.

Her hands released his member as she turned around. She began to grind her butt against him, enjoying the feel of his stiff member against her cheeks. Who knew showers could be so fun? She moaned softly, listening to his panting and pleading.

[Dr. Gregory House]

House groaned as she trailed her kisses up his chest. It was amazing that mens' nipples could be erogenous zones, but they were, and what she was doing to them turned him on so much. She turned around and ground her butt against him and oddly that was so hot. He couldn't, he wanted-- she was grinding against him like they were dancing, though he couldn't, wouldn't dare move in the shower, precariously placed as he was and no cane. Her dancing against him though, was very alluring. It was giving him ideas.

He panted harshly, pleading, getting so close to the edge he could taste it. His head hit the tiled wall of the shower stall but he didn't care about the sharp pain, not when she was so naked and slick, moving against him like that. He groaned, wanting her to suck him off, because his balls were starting to tighten. He wondered if she spit or swallowed. God, what an image!

[Dr Angel Fraser]

"Hearing you plead... House, that's so erotic..." She growled, turning around to face him again. She stood there looking at him, wanting to tease him by not doing anything. Pinning him against the wall, she began to grind against him this way as she kissed his neck.

"What do you want House.... Tell me what you want." She purred as she continued to kiss down his neck and across his chest. Letting her teeth graze against each nipple, then licked them. She loved how he reacted to that, glad that her something new was working. Trailing her tongue down his chest, she licked up and down his member. "Cum for me..." She moaned before taking the tip of his cock in her mouth.

[Dr. Gregory House]

He was erotic? Hells bells, the woman speaking to him with her bedroom voice, and her lidded eyes, she was the erotic one! Seducing him even though he was already in her arms begging for an inch of her tongue anywhere on him. When she moved, with her lips on his chest, her tongue, god, House was getting so tongue-tied. Every thought he had could not be completed, could not be made to have sense. He was hyper aware of every touch she bestowed on him and wanting more.

She finally licked his hard erection. He loved how she had looked up at him, her expression a mixture of sultry vixen and wide eyed innocence. Made all more surreal when she moaned her demand of him. He wanted to come for her, to spill over his release and explode into bursts of ecstasy. When she took his tip in, that was all she wrote. Fireworks burst into being behind his closed eyes, he gasped and moaned as he came, shuddering at the sensation, barely able to stay on his feet. His climax was so very satisfying, he wanted to do the same for her. Wanted to make her cry out and feel like she made him feel.

[Dr Angel Fraser]

Smiling as he came, she opened her mouth. Letting his seed spill over onto her tongue, she milked his cock with her hand, wanting every last drop. When he was done, she swallowed the cum, licking her lips after. "Mm, how was that?" She purred, moving to stand up.

Reaching over, she grabbed the soap again, this time intent on getting both of them clean. "Care to get clean?" She chuckled, kissing his neck. Not waiting for an answer, she began to soap up his chest and arms. Then she moved down to his legs, cleaning his member as well. "Alright, under the water so I can do your back."