Author: Coco (madampresident)
Spoilers: Let them eat Cake
Disclaimer: I do not own House. I make no money or anything.
Summary: I think a summary would be longer than just reading the fic. It's a companion piece for Let them Eat Cake, set in the middle but after a key event that you'll figure out when you read it :) ♥
Cuddy entered the office quietly. House looked up at her, he was putting on his coat and he froze.
“Hi.” She said.
He watched her hesitantly for a few moments. “…hi.”
She shut the blinds and then approached him slowly and he watched her with skepticism. She’d left the office in a huff earlier when he’d copped a feel instead of a grand romantic gesture and he couldn’t imagine he’d been forgiven.
So he waited.
“I’ve been thinking.” Cuddy started, House still eyeing her with suspicion. She grinned at the idea of catching him off guard. “About the next logical step.”
“Uh-huh?” House questioned after she hadn’t continued.
“And I know what mine is.” She whispered in a low voice and stepped into his personal space, her hand cupping his crotch through his jeans.
He tensed and willed his muscles to relax, his eyes wide with astonishment. He licked his suddenly dry lips and tried to appear more calm than he actually felt. “Oh yeah?” His voice came out embarrassingly high.
“Yup.” She whispered, deftly unbuckling his belt and making quick work of the button and zipper on his Levi’s.
The resulting erection was completely unhelpable. He sucked in a shaky breath as all the blood in his body rushed to his crotch and his cock hardened underneath her touch.
She shoved his pants and boxers down around his ankles and got down on her knees.
“Oh god…” he managed to choke out.
Cuddy wrapped her warm hand around his cock and extended her tongue towards the tip but stopped just short of making contact. House whimpered and resisted bucking his hips.
She pressed the head to her lips and then pushed her mouth down around it and took as much of it into her mouth as she could. She pulled back, letting it slide out. He moaned; louder than he’d meant to and gripped the handle on his cane.
Cuddy stood up. House opened his eyes and stared at her with what looked like fear in his eyes. He searched her face for an explanation and was met by a smugly evil expression.
“Well, goodnight.” She bit her lip on her grin and left the office.
House knew now more than ever that he had definitely met his match.