House ; Stacy/Cuddy ; 074 - Dark
Title: Soft
Fandom: House
Characters: Stacy/Cuddy
Prompt: 074 - Dark
Word Count: 425
Rating: NC:17
Summary: Not much, just a short PWP.
Author's Notes: For crashcart9 who requested pregnant!Cuddy/Stacy sex in a fic meme.
Lisa’s hair was dark and curled between her fingers. Stacy twirled it around her fingers, letting it unravel slowly as she pullsed her hand back. Lisa’s cheeks were flushed; lips glistening as she licked them, eyes heavy-lidded. Stacy’s hand moved down from Lisa’s hair, over her bare breasts and over the swell of her stomach. Lisa’s own hand was up, back on the pillow, fingers curled into her palm, watching Stacy as her fingers brushed softly over her pregnant stomach.
Her hand moved down, to Lisa’s thigh. Lisa’s leg jerked as she gave a soft laugh as Stacy’s fingernails brushed against her skin. Stacy gave a smile, before leaning down, soft hair stroked against the side of Lisa’s face. Kissing her softly, Stacy closed her eyes, feeling Lisa kiss her back, her legs part, slide down on her back just slightly.
Stacy slowly moved, her lips trailing off Lisa’s and over her cheek, down her jaw. Her hand moved between Lisa’s legs, rubbing slowly, lips still tracing over her jaw. Lisa let out a soft sigh as Stacy slipped a finger in. Her thumb rubbed along Lisa’s clit, Lisa’s toes curling into the bed sheets, eyes closing. Another finger in slipped in, Lisa’s hips bucking slightly at the slight pressure. Stacy’s wrist ached slightly from the angle, but Lisa moaned softly, her hand moving from the pillow and to Stacy’s head, fingers moving through her hair.
Stacy’s let out a soft sigh, her hand moving slowly, adjusting the position of her hand so the heel of her hand rubbed against Lisa’s clit. Turning her head, hair falling over her chest, Lisa closed her eyes, capturing Stacy’s lips with her own. Drawing a knee up, Lisa pushed into Stacy’s hand, clenching around her. Wrapping an arm around Stacy, Lisa pulled her closer, Stacy trying to avoid putting too much weight on Lisa’s stomach.
Lisa gasped softly as Stacy’s movements began to quicken. Her fingers curled around Stacy’s shoulders, head down, moving in time with Stacy’s fingers. Whispering her name, Lisa kissed Stacy quickly as she clutched onto her, feet dragging along the bed. Her lips smeared against Stacy’s before she gave one last shudder and collapsed back on the bed.
Running her fingers through Stacy’s hair, face still flushed and slightly sweaty, Lisa gave a breathless grin. Stacy kissed her softly, her hand on her stomach. Wriggling down, Lisa rolled onto her side, fingers entwined with Stacy’s. Closing her eyes, she kissed the back of her hand, before falling asleep, feeling the baby inside her kick.
Fandom: House
Characters: Stacy/Cuddy
Prompt: 074 - Dark
Word Count: 425
Rating: NC:17
Summary: Not much, just a short PWP.
Author's Notes: For crashcart9 who requested pregnant!Cuddy/Stacy sex in a fic meme.
Lisa’s hair was dark and curled between her fingers. Stacy twirled it around her fingers, letting it unravel slowly as she pullsed her hand back. Lisa’s cheeks were flushed; lips glistening as she licked them, eyes heavy-lidded. Stacy’s hand moved down from Lisa’s hair, over her bare breasts and over the swell of her stomach. Lisa’s own hand was up, back on the pillow, fingers curled into her palm, watching Stacy as her fingers brushed softly over her pregnant stomach.
Her hand moved down, to Lisa’s thigh. Lisa’s leg jerked as she gave a soft laugh as Stacy’s fingernails brushed against her skin. Stacy gave a smile, before leaning down, soft hair stroked against the side of Lisa’s face. Kissing her softly, Stacy closed her eyes, feeling Lisa kiss her back, her legs part, slide down on her back just slightly.
Stacy slowly moved, her lips trailing off Lisa’s and over her cheek, down her jaw. Her hand moved between Lisa’s legs, rubbing slowly, lips still tracing over her jaw. Lisa let out a soft sigh as Stacy slipped a finger in. Her thumb rubbed along Lisa’s clit, Lisa’s toes curling into the bed sheets, eyes closing. Another finger in slipped in, Lisa’s hips bucking slightly at the slight pressure. Stacy’s wrist ached slightly from the angle, but Lisa moaned softly, her hand moving from the pillow and to Stacy’s head, fingers moving through her hair.
Stacy’s let out a soft sigh, her hand moving slowly, adjusting the position of her hand so the heel of her hand rubbed against Lisa’s clit. Turning her head, hair falling over her chest, Lisa closed her eyes, capturing Stacy’s lips with her own. Drawing a knee up, Lisa pushed into Stacy’s hand, clenching around her. Wrapping an arm around Stacy, Lisa pulled her closer, Stacy trying to avoid putting too much weight on Lisa’s stomach.
Lisa gasped softly as Stacy’s movements began to quicken. Her fingers curled around Stacy’s shoulders, head down, moving in time with Stacy’s fingers. Whispering her name, Lisa kissed Stacy quickly as she clutched onto her, feet dragging along the bed. Her lips smeared against Stacy’s before she gave one last shudder and collapsed back on the bed.
Running her fingers through Stacy’s hair, face still flushed and slightly sweaty, Lisa gave a breathless grin. Stacy kissed her softly, her hand on her stomach. Wriggling down, Lisa rolled onto her side, fingers entwined with Stacy’s. Closing her eyes, she kissed the back of her hand, before falling asleep, feeling the baby inside her kick.