A story focusing on the soon to be Huddy sex for "Under My Skin". Basically, what's going down in his bedroom. *Wink* *Wink*.
Warning: If you do not like smut, then don't read this.
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"I always want to kiss you." Kept ringing through her head, as her back was pressed against his solid white closet door. She breathed heavily, lingering away from his face, a few inches, as their lips had stopped battling. His pale blue eyes, stared into her's, with mischief, at every inch. At that moment, she felt the rough palm of his right hand, sprawled across her right ass cheek. She had gasped at the sudden movement. The inside of his forearm had tucked underneath the curve of her toned ass, and lifted her feet off the cold wooden floor. Her pant covered legs, wrapped around his hips, loosely. He had spun her around, limping towards the bedroom. His hands on her back, her arms swung around his neck. Then, her back had met a door again, but not just any door, his bedroom door. The door knob makes a creaky sound, as he twists and turns it, the door finally opens. The soft feeling of his bed sheets is what she felt next, as he laid her on his bed. He stood, looking down at her perfectly formed body. Her breasts still covered by the cream bra, her legs still covered by the black fabric.
His hand, slowly crept up to the button of her pants, still standing, he looked down, in a way asking for permission. His fingers gently undid the button and undid the zipper. She lifted her legs up, letting them go straight out, holding them in place. He grabbed her left ankle, pulling the bottom of the left side of the pants off, he then did the same with the right one. Now, revealing her cream colored underwear, the dark curls were visible from underneath the material. The sky blue shirt of his had fallen to the ground, along with his undershirt. She watched him, standing in front of her. He was now reaching for his belt. The belt had been taken off, now all that was left was his pants. He had undid the button in a fast pace, along with the zipper. His pants fell to the ground, showing him in only his white boxer briefs, and the showing of his arousal through them.
"Your turn." His voice filled with arrogance and joy.
"Do it for me." Her tone and face showed seriousness. It was no asking, it was a demand.
He agreed.
His lowered himself on his left knee onto the floor. His head headed north, for the treasure that lay right in front of his eyes. The softness of his mouth had parted, when he had reached the top hem of her panties, his stubbly chin scratching the material. His teeth had bit down on the top hem and began dragging the panties down, releasing her curls, and then dragging it down past her thighs, knees, calves, and now feet, until they had dropped to the floor. Breathing in the scent of her, he closed his eyes for a small moment, and then opened them. Once he had gotten off the ground, he unfastened her bra, her perfect breasts came spilling out.
His briefs fell to the floor, his impressive hard member now showing in full view. She gasped.
"Now." She demanded.
Without saying anything, he gently laid on top of her, not wanting to hurt her. They had moved into the middle of the bed, and he had pulled the blue sheets over them, the sheet hitting the bottom of his back. Their lips met eachother, again. This time moving slowly.
"Make love to me, House." She spoke, against his lips.
And, then, she felt it. Him inside her, slowly thrusting, going deeper and deeper. Her left leg wrapped around his back, making him go farther. It was steady and slow, and now, it was hard and fast. Moans escaped her mouth, as did his.
"House!" She screamed his name in pleasure.
Their lips crashed once more, tongues feuding.
"H-h-harder!" She spoke, as their lips parted, but just for a small moment.
He moaned against her lips, thrusting harder.
They were both near the edge, about ready to get their high. And, after 2 minutes had went by, she had came, him following right behind her, leaving his seed within her. He rolled onto his back, breathing heavily, as did she.
She turned to him, smiling and gasping.
"Let's do it again." She said breathlessly, and rolled on top of him.
The End.
Warning: If you do not like smut, then don't read this.
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"I always want to kiss you." Kept ringing through her head, as her back was pressed against his solid white closet door. She breathed heavily, lingering away from his face, a few inches, as their lips had stopped battling. His pale blue eyes, stared into her's, with mischief, at every inch. At that moment, she felt the rough palm of his right hand, sprawled across her right ass cheek. She had gasped at the sudden movement. The inside of his forearm had tucked underneath the curve of her toned ass, and lifted her feet off the cold wooden floor. Her pant covered legs, wrapped around his hips, loosely. He had spun her around, limping towards the bedroom. His hands on her back, her arms swung around his neck. Then, her back had met a door again, but not just any door, his bedroom door. The door knob makes a creaky sound, as he twists and turns it, the door finally opens. The soft feeling of his bed sheets is what she felt next, as he laid her on his bed. He stood, looking down at her perfectly formed body. Her breasts still covered by the cream bra, her legs still covered by the black fabric.
His hand, slowly crept up to the button of her pants, still standing, he looked down, in a way asking for permission. His fingers gently undid the button and undid the zipper. She lifted her legs up, letting them go straight out, holding them in place. He grabbed her left ankle, pulling the bottom of the left side of the pants off, he then did the same with the right one. Now, revealing her cream colored underwear, the dark curls were visible from underneath the material. The sky blue shirt of his had fallen to the ground, along with his undershirt. She watched him, standing in front of her. He was now reaching for his belt. The belt had been taken off, now all that was left was his pants. He had undid the button in a fast pace, along with the zipper. His pants fell to the ground, showing him in only his white boxer briefs, and the showing of his arousal through them.
"Your turn." His voice filled with arrogance and joy.
"Do it for me." Her tone and face showed seriousness. It was no asking, it was a demand.
He agreed.
His lowered himself on his left knee onto the floor. His head headed north, for the treasure that lay right in front of his eyes. The softness of his mouth had parted, when he had reached the top hem of her panties, his stubbly chin scratching the material. His teeth had bit down on the top hem and began dragging the panties down, releasing her curls, and then dragging it down past her thighs, knees, calves, and now feet, until they had dropped to the floor. Breathing in the scent of her, he closed his eyes for a small moment, and then opened them. Once he had gotten off the ground, he unfastened her bra, her perfect breasts came spilling out.
His briefs fell to the floor, his impressive hard member now showing in full view. She gasped.
"Now." She demanded.
Without saying anything, he gently laid on top of her, not wanting to hurt her. They had moved into the middle of the bed, and he had pulled the blue sheets over them, the sheet hitting the bottom of his back. Their lips met eachother, again. This time moving slowly.
"Make love to me, House." She spoke, against his lips.
And, then, she felt it. Him inside her, slowly thrusting, going deeper and deeper. Her left leg wrapped around his back, making him go farther. It was steady and slow, and now, it was hard and fast. Moans escaped her mouth, as did his.
"House!" She screamed his name in pleasure.
Their lips crashed once more, tongues feuding.
"H-h-harder!" She spoke, as their lips parted, but just for a small moment.
He moaned against her lips, thrusting harder.
They were both near the edge, about ready to get their high. And, after 2 minutes had went by, she had came, him following right behind her, leaving his seed within her. He rolled onto his back, breathing heavily, as did she.
She turned to him, smiling and gasping.
"Let's do it again." She said breathlessly, and rolled on top of him.
The End.
