Title: Say It
'Say it.' Her face was dangerously close to his crotch, causing him to inhale a breath against his will.
'Nothing to say,' he replied, trying to sound nonchalant.
'Just say it.'
'No-oh god-way.' Her breath could be felt right on his groin. Hot, moist air was all he could feel for the next few minutes. He almost gave in, desperately wanting this to continue, but he also desperately needed to stay in control of this.
She inched closer and closer, a wet, pink tongue making an appearance and softly gliding over him.
'You want me to do this. All you have to do is say so.' She grinned, no, smirked, in that annoying fashion that said she clearly knew who was winning right now. God, he hated that, but...
'Oh fucking hell,' House grumbled. 'Fine. You, Cutthroat Bitch-'
'You, Amber, give some pretty amazing blow jobs. I wish to be on the receiving end of said blow jobs. Right now. Hurry it up.'
With an eye roll and a, 'Close enough,' House finally got what he wanted.