Turn Your Head a Little More This Way (House/Cuddy)
Title: Turn Your Head a Little More This Way
Fandom: House, MD
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 250+
Pairing: Cuddy/House w/ implied House/13, Cuddy/13
Warning: Loveless sex.
Summary: Cuddy and House are good at playing pretend when they can't get what they both want.
For: primarycolors92
Let’s pretend. That’s what you said when you pushed me to the bed and rolled down the panties down my legs. Rachel’s sleeping in her crib and I bite into the pillow to stifle the noise as you parted the folds of my cunt with a casual thumb, testing briefly, before you opened a foil packaged condom noisily. “Too dry,” was your rough-voiced conclusion and you played with my clitoris a few minutes before you decided I was ready.
I was squirming on your hand like a bitch in heat. I would have split myself open on you, dry or not, by that point. “Damnit,” I said.
“Quiet,” you said and spanked me lightly on the ass.
You wanted to do that. It’s like you. But our relationship is all sorts of screwed up anyway, based on lust disguised as love. It took me a while to get that part. After that, I didn’t need you anymore. I just wanted you. Different thing really, Greg.
Take me from behind so I can pretend your cock is a strap on and I don’t have to feel the rasp of your facial hair as you slam in and out. It makes it easy for you to pretend too. Just another girl with a spill of dark hair around her face. I’m not thin enough and my hair isn’t long enough, but you have thinning hair that’s more grey then brown and no tits. Fair enough. I’m pretending that I’m making love to Remy Hadley too.
Fandom: House, MD
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 250+
Pairing: Cuddy/House w/ implied House/13, Cuddy/13
Warning: Loveless sex.
Summary: Cuddy and House are good at playing pretend when they can't get what they both want.
For: primarycolors92
Let’s pretend. That’s what you said when you pushed me to the bed and rolled down the panties down my legs. Rachel’s sleeping in her crib and I bite into the pillow to stifle the noise as you parted the folds of my cunt with a casual thumb, testing briefly, before you opened a foil packaged condom noisily. “Too dry,” was your rough-voiced conclusion and you played with my clitoris a few minutes before you decided I was ready.
I was squirming on your hand like a bitch in heat. I would have split myself open on you, dry or not, by that point. “Damnit,” I said.
“Quiet,” you said and spanked me lightly on the ass.
You wanted to do that. It’s like you. But our relationship is all sorts of screwed up anyway, based on lust disguised as love. It took me a while to get that part. After that, I didn’t need you anymore. I just wanted you. Different thing really, Greg.
Take me from behind so I can pretend your cock is a strap on and I don’t have to feel the rasp of your facial hair as you slam in and out. It makes it easy for you to pretend too. Just another girl with a spill of dark hair around her face. I’m not thin enough and my hair isn’t long enough, but you have thinning hair that’s more grey then brown and no tits. Fair enough. I’m pretending that I’m making love to Remy Hadley too.