Disclaimer: I was bored and this is an entirely pointless, simi smutty figlet I wrote at 3am. I own nothing, cept the shirt on my back and the laptop I write on.
Rating: High... reference to lesbian sex etc.
It Could Be Lupus
She'd asked me if I needed a new pen. I pulled out the five I had shoved haphazardly within one of my coat's pockets. She asked me again and then the penny dropped. I dumped the coffee I had just got from the machine in the trash can besides it and followed her down the hall into the cupboard.
I had been looking at her ever since I had been given a number. I didn't know she'd been looking back though. I tried to act nonchalant as I walked down the hallway behind her, my hands in my pockets, my coat billowing slightly behind me, my head subtly looking this way and that making sure that no one watched me enter the cupboard behind her.
My heart was racing, my head was pounding - a thousand and one thoughts swimming round my head, all of them pushed to the side as she stepped so close to me her breath tickled my skin.
She placed a hand on each hip and physically move me so that she could pass me to pull the door to. I heard the soft click of the lock and instantly stopped myself from asking her why the stationary cupboard had an inside lock. Focussing was made easier when her hands were once again touching me as her lips found mine in the darkness.
She pushed me up against the back shelves, her hands searching my body under my clothes as stationary fell to the floor either side of us. Her hand was on my breast as she pulled me closer to her. Her kisses were passionate, filled with want, with desire, with need to touch me, to feel me.
Her hands roamed further, she unbuckled my belt and undid my pants, sliding her hand down into my panties, kissing me roughly on the lips, down my neck, biting my ear.
A folder was dropped in front of me, my head feel from its place having been leant on my arm.
"It could be lupus." I slurred quickly at House as he smiled smugly at me.
R&R, thank you, Circus.