From Here On Out |House|Mature|

[Dr. Lisa Cuddy]

Cuddy responded eagerly to House's touch. She arched her back when she felt his mouth on her nipple, granting him more access if he wanted it. "Oooh.." she moaned, her hands trailing over whatever parts of his body they could find. "Ooh yess..." she hissed. There was no better feeling than this in the world. Cuddy shivered under House's fingers, shuddering as they moved over her skin.

Lisa moaned loudly as she felt a finger enter her. Just the feeling of the single digit and the following clitoral stimulation made her wet. "Oh god..." she whispered. "OH!" The sensations washing over her were incredible. Never wanting them to stop, Cuddy moaned her need. "Need you, Greg....need you so bad...want you inside me..." She groaned, letting her head fall back, eyes closed tight. She was so wet for him...so ready to be taken. "Take me, please, Greg..." she begged, lust dripping from every word. "Please..."

[Dr. Gregory House]

Cuddy's cries went straight to his cock. He withdrew his finger from within her channel and he quickly shucked his boxers, trying to stay somewhat upright and not fall onto Cuddy. With shaking need, his hands guided his manhood into Cuddy's tight heat that enclosed around him so completely. He groaned as he slowly pushed into her, eager to reach the heights of ecstasy and climax.

His breath was warm and wet onto Cuddy's sensitive neck, his tongue darted out to taste her salty flavour. His hands roved over her body, what all he could touch and support himself over her as he pumped himself in and out of her, rubbing her clitoris, aiming for her G spot. Sex was Cuddy was always an adventure.

[Dr. Lisa Cuddy]

Feeling bereft as she felt House's finger leave her opening, she sighed. Her feeling of emptiness wouldn't last long, though, she knew. She watched with barely-caged desire as he entered her, and a rather loud and high groan escaped her throat. God, it just felt so right, and she arched into him, pressing her breasts against his chest.

Feeling his breath on her neck, his tongue on her sensitive flesh, she turned her head, her lips seeking his. Latching on, she kissed him as if her very life depended on it. Cuddy moaned into his mouth as the stimulation of her clit continued. When her G-spot was hit, she broke the kiss, squealing in pleasure. Her hands roamed over his shoulders, down his back. Dragging her fingernails lightly against his skin, she drew her hands back up, across his neck, framing his face.

"Do that again," she muttered, kissing him again. "Harder." It was a request, not an order. "Harder," she begged again. Raising her hips, she adjusted herself to allow him to penetrate her deeper. Allow him to give her maximum pleasure.

[Dr. Gregory House]

House moved faster, more forcefully with her cries urging him on, the timing was so good. He held himself back, though, waiting for the feeling of Cuddy's climax to thunder over him before he followed over the cliff edge of ecstasy.

He panted harshly as the burn in his left thigh muscle started working him over, that leg was doing the work of two legs since his right leg wouldn't take any weight without screaming at him. None of that mattered, however, as he buried himself into her, her hips moving up to meet him, going faster and harder, ever so harder. The bed posts thumped against the wall with the force of their love making.

"Lisa," he panted with the exertion, thrusting into her, his nose buried at her neck, her hair tickling his face. "Yes, yes, Lisa!"

[Dr. Lisa Cuddy]

"OOoh...." she moaned, her eyes rolling back into her head as he pounded into her. More incomprehensible noises came from her as she clutched at him. Held on tight. "Oh, yes, Greg...yes....more...more...." she begged. Cuddy couldn't remember the last time they'd made love like this. It was so...forceful. So passionate. So intense. So incredibly intense.

Her hands gripped his biceps as she let herself go. "Greg..." she moaned out, feeling everything fall away around her. "Oh.." The white heat of climax blinded her as she came, the sound of her name on his lips making it all the more exquisite as her hold on his upper arms tightened. In that moment, as she fell into the void of ecstasy, the only thing she said that made sense was his name.

[Dr. Gregory House]

Listening to Cuddy's indecipherable moans of pleasure only spurred House on. He kept up the pace, even as she held on to his arms as though she was falling and maybe she was, because he was falling too--

--Cuddy came with a cry of his name. House finally let himself go, corded muscles becoming taut like the strings of a bow. His cock was squeezed spasmodically by Cuddy's inner muscles, and he gasped with heady pleasure as he felt like he was being milked dry. He shuddered with intense pleasure as he lost himself in the world shaking ecstasy.

House retained enough sense to awkwardly shift to fall onto the bed, instead of just collapsing directly onto Cuddy. He gasped and breathed as he slowly came down from the natural high, burying his face into Cuddy's shoulder. "Oh yeah," he murmured, sated. "Like to have a few more mornings like this one."

[Dr. Lisa Cuddy]

Letting go of him only after he'd collapsed next to her, Cuddy laughed lightly through her heavy breathing. "No kidding," she agreed wholeheartedly. "I could get used to this..." As her breathing slowed, returning to normal, she glanced at him, wondering how he would take that statement. She didn't even know what she was trying to say with that. She contemplated suggesting that he move in with her, but discarded the thought immediately.

Stroking his hair with one hand, Cuddy breathed deeply, attempting to clear her head. It was entirely possible that she wasn't thinking clearly; she had just had the single most exhilarating experience of her life since she couldn't remember when, after all. Even if she had been in her right mind, she wouldn't ruin the afterglow by suggesting something like that. Finally, after a few moments of collecting her thoughts, Lisa sighed.

"You wanna stay here a little longer? Or should we eat something?"

[Dr. Gregory House]

House was about to answer Cuddy, when his stomach growled loudly enough to be heard all the way to Japan. He had to laugh, leaning to murmur into Cuddy's ear, "does that answer your question?"

He sat up on his elbow, his blue eyes laughing as he stared at Cuddy. She was so lovely like this, sated with a glow about her. Her breasts were fuller, reaction to her pregnancy, of course, but knowing that didn't detract from his musings of her. She was the mythos of beauty, a nymph alluring him, and he was helpless to her. He didn't care. His hand reached out, cupping her lower abdomen where a tiny cell had interacted with his sperm and started dividing, multiplying. Taking the codes from the strands of DNA taken from both him and Cuddy and designating cells to grow a heart, kidneys, brain. Eventually, a baby would emerge from the process. Their baby.

Shaking his thoughts free of his musings, he finally swung up and out of bed. Grabbing the vicodin from the bedside table and his cane, he made his way to the doorway, turning back to smirk impishly, "coming?"

[Dr. Lisa Cuddy]

"Yeah.." she replied, chuckling. No. Nothing could ruin this moment, when there was nothing else in the world going on, when they could be completely vulnerable to one another. Cuddy smiled up at House as he stared at her. She didn't mind. She loved it when he stared at her. She held back a contented sigh when he placed his hand on her stomach.

Without even trying, she could tell what he was thinking about; her own thoughts didn't stray too far from it either. The tiny life growing within her. In a few short months, she'd be showing, and the baby would be moving. And they would find out what they were having. Or would they want to be surprised? Questions for a later date. Lisa had no doubt that he'd still be with her that far down the road...that nothing could tear them apart now. She sat up when he left the bed, looking after him.

"Yes. Yes. I'm coming," she laughed, sliding off the mattress. Picking her robe up off the floor, she slipped it back on, not bothering to tie the sash this time. "Shall we, then?" she asked, brushing past him and heading back to the kitchen.

[Dr. Gregory House]

House just watched Cuddy as she made her way into the kitchen, admiring the slips of bare skin he could see of her flowing, unbelted robe. He turned back into the room to hook his boxers with his cane and quickly pulled them on. It wouldn't do to get hot food on his kit.

Entering the kitchen, he was more awake to appreciate the delicious smells of prepared food. And the coffee. Mustn't forget the coffee. Sweet, sweet coffee.

"Sweet, sweet coffee," he declared his thoughts aloud, "come to papa."

[Dr. Lisa Cuddy]

Taking the leftover egg wash from the toast out of the fridge where she'd put it as soon as she hadn't needed it anymore, and turning the heat back on on the stove, Cuddy remixed the egg mixture, adding a couple more eggs as she waited for the pan to reheat. Once it had, she poured the eggs into the pan. Leaving them alone for a moment, she went back to the cupboard.

Getting out the syrup and powdered sugar, she set them on the counter and went back to the eggs. As she cut at them with the mixing fork, she turned her head. "Pour me some too, would you please?" she asked, obviously referring to the coffee.

[Dr. Gregory House]

House closed his eyes as he held the cup of steaming hot coffee to his nose, inhaling the scent of the strong brew. It was enough, and he felt more energized as his body recognized the scent of coffee that provided it with the precious caffeine. Finally taking a sip, he burned his tongue, but it was so worth it.

He watched Cuddy as she started up the cooking process again. Nodding to her request, he reached up and grabbed another mug. Pouring her a cup he prepared it just the way she liked it, and brought it over to her side. Setting the mug down on the countertop near her he gave into his desire and pressed a bristly kiss to the back of her neck. This was such a scene of domesticity, and he wasn't sure that he hated it at all. Quite the opposite, it seemed. He felt a thrill run through him. He could get used to this, but he didn't think he would. Every moment seemed new and different to him.

[Dr. Lisa Cuddy]

She'd reached over to turn the heat off again as the cup was set on the counter. "Mmm.." she hummed when she felt his lips on her neck. This was such an amazing feeling, right in that moment, it was almost like they were a family. And they would be, and she loved that thought. And it was that thought that tugged at her heart and steeled her resolve. Moving around to take out a couple of plates and some silverware, she bit her lip. Maybe it was still too soon? But she had to know if he had at least considered it.

"Have you given much thought to my suggestion from the other day?" she asked, unsure how else to broach the subject. Plating the french toast and scrambled eggs, she carried the plates out to the dining room, returning to the kitchen for her coffee.

[Dr. Gregory House]

Walking back to where he had left his coffee mug, he watched Cuddy bustling around the kitchen some more, collecting plates and silverware. Picking up his mug, he sipped the coffee. He sighed to himself at the flavour and the sweet infusion of caffeine.

Following Cuddy into the dining room, House pulled back a chair and seated himself. He sipped his coffee, nodding his thanks to Cuddy for the meal. He opened his jar of vicodin and swallowed it, trying to think of what Cuddy meant. He frowned, then looked up to her. "I've considered a lot of things that you've told me. Care to be more specific?"

[Dr. Lisa Cuddy]

Setting her coffee cup down, she took the seat closest to House, gathering her thoughts. She had to word it just right. Realizing she'd left the syrup and powdered sugar in the kitchen, she stood and went to retrieve them, if only to give herself more time to think. Returning, she thought she finally had it. Sitting back down, she bit her lip again.

"The other day...in your office..." she started, cutting apart her toast, not looking at House. "...I asked about moving into each other's places." Finally, she looked up at him, searching his eyes. "In all fairness...it makes sense for us to start living together." She didn't have to say why. It also went without saying that she thought it best to do it as soon as possible to give them plenty of time to get used to the idea of becoming a family. "I'll understand if you need more time to think about it..." she added, picking at her eggs a bit before raising a forkful to her lips.