"I thought you'd be thoroughly knocked out after the bachelor party." Cuddy stated as she entered House's apartment. House closed the door behind her and brushed a hand against his sweaty forehead.
"If bạn really believed that then bạn wouldn't be here...Why are bạn here?" He asked as he limped over to the đàn piano and sat at the bench. Cuddy walked over to him.
"You were diễn xuất strange today in my office and I just wanted to make sure bạn were okay." She đã đưa ý kiến as she sat down tiếp theo to him. She lightly traced a hand over the black and white keys. He watched her long manicured fingers caress his beloved instrument.
"I still haven't slept." He đã đưa ý kiến as he placed a hand on hàng đầu, đầu trang of hers causing her to become still. Cuddy leaned her face up and caught his gaze.
"...Three days of tossing and turning." He said.
Cuddy looked down at their hands for a moment and then back up at him.
"You've been through alot these last few weeks...we all have...it's natural to lose some sleep...I haven't been sleeping very well either." She đã đưa ý kiến as she took her free hand and rested it against his chest. His eyes widened at her bold move.
Is this real? He wondered to himself. He had been seeing Amber afterall. Now all of a sudden Cuddy's here caressing him and talking in a low seductive tone. This isn't real. She could barely admit that she was jealous of Cameron last week. She wouldn't suddenly come over here and...
"House? Are bạn with me?" She asks as she removes her hand from his chest.
"I'm here." He says as he leans halfway near her lips. His eyes remain focused on hers.
"Meet me halfway, Cuddy." He says as he places a hand on her hip. She swallows deeply but then leans further into him until her lips are inches from his.
This clenches it. There is no way the real Cuddy would let him take it this far. Oh well. Fantasies are to be enjoyed.
House pulled phía trước, chuyển tiếp and claimed her lips roughly against his mouth. Her hand went into his hair. He pulled her body closer into him until she was literally in his lap. His hands held tightly to her hips as his tongue started to probe deep into her mouth.
One of her hands fell against the đàn piano keys and an array of mixed up notes sounded around them. He pulled away from her mouth. She was red all over and gasping for breath.
"I like bạn like this." He đã đưa ý kiến as he trailed his finger down her neck and between her cleavage. She let out a surprised breath at the action. He pulled her harder toward him until she was sitting directly on him. He pushed his hand under her áo sơ mi and felt her breasts through her bra. She leaned her forehead against his and moaned.
"House...I think..."
"What? What do bạn think Cuddy?" He asked with a smirk. His finger gently stroked her nipple.
She managed to pull back from his grasp.
"Doing this on the bench doesn't give us much room to..."
"Manuever?" He asked as he pulled her to him again crushing his lips against hers.
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Later....

She was kissing down his chest and he was stroking her back.
"That feels just right." He đã đưa ý kiến huskily. She pulled up and lay on him, pushing her own chest against his. She rubbed his beard gently.
"Do bạn think you're ready for a repeat performance?" She asks with a glint in her eye and a grin on her lips.
He encircles his arms around her and pushes her on her back. He kisses her lips before crawling down her body and disappearing underneath the covers.
She giggles as his prickly beard grazes her inner thigh. Suddenly she gasps as she feels alot of attention being paid to a very sensitive yet pleasurable part of her body.
"Greg..." She says in a hardly audible tone.
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"It must have been a very hot sex dream...That explains it." House đã đưa ý kiến as he traced a hand over the vacant không gian on his bed. He pushed himself up and reached for his pills. His eyes noticed something at the bedroom door. He turned to see Amber standing there watching him.
"So, now bạn watch me have wet dreams too?" He asked as he sat up against his head board.
"Ew. I made sure to hiển thị up after the dirty deed took place...By the way it wasn't a sex dream." She states as she knocks her hand against the wood of a nearby dresser.
"Knock on wood." She says with a devilish smile.
"So, did me and Cuddy have sex, hoặc are bạn just trying to drive me insane?"
Amber opens the door and points out into the hall.
"Only one way to really know for sure? I know bạn can't stand not knowing. See if she's still here cooking bạn breakfast."
"That would be a dream." He says with a snicker.
"Or maybe she snuck out again like that last time bạn two became horizontal." She đã đưa ý kiến with another Cheshire like grin.
"Maybe." He đã đưa ý kiến sadly to himself.
"If she left it's not because she regrets this." Amber says as she walks to sit on the bed.
"So, now I need reassurance from a dead woman?"
"I'm a hallucination remember? I'm a part of your own mind. bạn know that this mattered to her. thêm importantly bạn know that it mattered to you."
"It did...If it's real." He đã đưa ý kiến rubbing his beard in thought. He looked up to find Amber had vanished once more.