Author: Kahlan Cypher PM
House and Cuddy find they have a bit of unfinished business before she can move on with her new life. Rated for a reasonRated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Angst - G. House & L. Cuddy - Chapters: 8 - Words: 25,317 - Reviews: 91 - Favs: 43 - Follows: 75 - Updated: 01-07-11 - Published: 12-14-09 - Status: Complete - id: 5580121
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Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, just taking them for an outing.
A/N: Okay so this is not my first attempt at FF but it is my first at an M rated one. Please go easy on me, as I have not done this type of thing before and damn it was difficult to write.
As she stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Cuddy wondered just what the night would be like. She was sure she would be able to handle this last party for the year, seeing as House would not be attending. He hardly ever attended social gatherings such as this one, unless Cuddy had bribed him with more clinic hours or she promised him poker tables and free alcohol, and even then there were very few occasions he actually did show up. She noted that he had also made it his mission to avoid her for as long as he could, be it in the clinic or the corridors of the hospital and even his late night impromptu visits to her home had stopped altogether. She wanted to ask him just what his issue was, but she had a feeling that she would not like the answer at all and decided not to ask him. Well at least he would not be here tonight to test her will power to see if she actually had made the right choice by choosing with her head instead of her heart.
The conference room was filled with board members, donors and hospital staff alike, for the end of the year party that PPTH was hosting. Cuddy was seated at their table, along with the usual group which comprised of Chase and Cameron, Wilson and Amber, herself and Lucas, House and his date and another couple Cuddy had never met. She hadn't seen either of them within the walls of the hospital and deduced that they were possibly benefactors to her precious baby. She was pulled out of her thoughts by the sound of his voice, and she turned to face him, only to find House laughing at the joke his date was telling him and the rest of the table that were listening to them. A hot ball of jealousy made its way into Cuddy's chest and for a split second she felt like she wanted to slap the silly grin off the other woman's face, but instead, she heaved in a deep breath, counted to ten and turned her attention to Lucas who was now talking to the unknown couple at the table.
The food had been fantastic and the dessert even better and Cuddy felt like she needed a second helping to stop the newly acquired craving she developed for the chocolate mint cake she had indulged in earlier that evening. Pop music blared out from the speakers that were placed in the front of the room and she saw several younger staff members make their way to the dance floor ready to party the night away. Chase and Cameron were among the couples and Cuddy smiled as she watched the two move around on the dance floor, without a care in the world. She had hoped she could at least share one dance with Lucas tonight, but after his admission that he could not dance, she had given up on it. A quick glance in House's direction alerted her that he and his partner were going to at least give it a shot even with his bum leg and another surge of pure jealousy shot through her. She had to think of a way to either get him to dance with her or keep him seated next to her.
Without a second thought, Cuddy placed her hand on his pants clad thigh and squeezed gently, but with enough pressure for him to turn his attention to her and momentarily forget about his date. She could not have been more thankful for the long table cloths that had been provided by the catering staff, as it covered her actions and her hand on his thigh. House turned to face her, and was surprised to see that she was not even looking in his direction; she was deep in conversation with Wilson and Amber. Thinking she had mistakenly placed her hand on him, House was about to remove it when he felt her lightly rub the length of his thigh, her fingers leaving his flesh tingling in its wake. He sat there dumbfounded and too shocked to remove her hand, but he found that he really didn't want to remove it. Another two minutes later, though, he knew he should have acted on his impulse to stop her actions.
His lack of a reaction caused Cuddy's confidence to increase and she heard him suck in a deep involuntary breath when her long, talented fingers grazed his inner thigh and brushed against his groin. He was going to kill her, as soon as he was able to regulate his heart rate and breathing. How the hell did he manage to get himself into this situation?
The feel of her fingers against his now growing erection had definitely come as a shock but one he welcomed for some reason. However, it was nothing compared to the feeling of her hand cupping him through his pants as she stroked him gently with her thumb. His fly was easily dealt with as she lowered it, and the button of his pants didn't pose any difficulty either. House's eyes rolled into the back of his head as her cool, petite hand closed around his burning, aching length and he stifled in the low groan that wanted to escape his lips when he felt her thumb swipe the tip of his sensitive penis.
"Cuddy," he whispered loud enough for only her to hear and she turned to look at him, offering him a risqué smile in return and then turned to continue her conversation with Amber, but not before she squeezed him gently. He knew he should have stopped her, she knew he could have stopped her, but they both knew he would not.
Still feeling him throbbing and hardening in her hand, Cuddy continued to stroke him gently, causing him to lose control of his thoughts and he focused only on the feel of her hand pleasuring him. A thin film of sweat broke out on his forehead, which he quickly wiped away with his napkin, before Wilson or anyone else could notice. House wondered just what the hell was going through his boss's mind as she applied more pressure to her actions. He noted that her expression was calm and collected and she was seemingly so interested in her conversation with the new couple at their table that she was not actually aware of what she was doing. But he was House and she was Cuddy and they both knew that despite her expression they were very aware what of exactly what was going on under the table cloth.
The tip of her forefinger swiped over the tip of his penis and she felt the pre come. She pumped harder and felt him tense up. He was mere seconds away from coming, and she was not actually sure whether she wanted the entire hall to know what was transpiring between them, least of all Lucas. His hips bucked slightly, thrusting his dick upward and she finally turned to meet his gaze. Deep blue met slate grey and she was not surprised to see his dilated pupils or his jaw tense as she continued to work him. An entire conversation passed between them in those few seconds before her attention was diverted as Lucas called her.
"Lisa, it's getting late, we should head home, the sitter will be leaving soon and Rachel will be waiting for you," he informed Cuddy and she merely nodded her head in agreement, but she did not relinquish her hold on House.
When she turned back to face House; he had schooled his expression and focused on a point just past her face.
"You should go," he gritted between his teeth, not wanting her to know he was seconds from exploding in her hand, and once again she nodded wordlessly.
He didn't know whether to be angry or disappointed at the loss of contact of her hand on him. Angry that she had decided to leave with Lucas, or disappointed that she had left him aroused and in no way capable of getting himself off in the next ten minutes without anyone knowing. He slowly calmed himself down and waited until his raging erection had all but settled down before he griped about something and took his leave, leaving Wilson and his date baffled at his behaviour.
He finally decided on anger, and smiled to himself. Oh revenge was going to be sweet and Cuddy wouldn't know what had hit her once he was done with her.
When he finally reached his apartment, House hobbled as fast as he could with his bum leg to his bedroom and settled down on his bed after dropping his jeans and boxers and freeing his painful member. As soon as he was comfortable, one hand already stroking himself, he picked up his phone and dialled Cuddy's number. She picked up on the third ring and House let out a low moan as soon as he heard her voice. She was going to hear him get himself off, finish what she had so carelessly started….
Thank you for reading. I have a chapter in mind for House getting Cuddy his revenge on Cuddy.
Please leave a review letting me know whether you guys would like to read it or of I should just scrap the idea altogether.