Fic: Emergency- House/Cuddy/Wilson, NC-17
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house_wilson_ghcTitle: Emergency
Pairing: House/Cuddy/Wilson
Rating: NC-17. Smut with no redeeming social value. Seriously kids, I managed to make myself blush.
Author's note: This is my first House fic and my first attempt at smut. I wanted it to be dirty, but I was still insecure about how it turned out. I put out the call for betas and got the wonderful![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
spamala97, nonconformity93, recrudescence, and farad. The thing is, betas don't always agree. What one person hates, another person loves. I've been stewing on this for weeks and in the end, had to go with my first instinct in a few instances. So, whatever is wrong or distasteful is entirely my fault.
Feedback:… will be treasured!
Disclaimer: Would any verbiage I could put here actually save my ass in the unlikely event of a lawsuit? I doubt it.
Emergency
There were several varieties of pages that Wilson often got from House. There was the ‘I’m bored and need to be entertained’ page. Similarly there was the ‘I’m stuck in the clinic and need to be rescued’ page. Wilson increasingly ignored that one. Answering it simply got House what he wanted while pissing off one Dean of Medicine named Lisa Cuddy and, as hot as she was when she was angry, it was enough that she had one department head giving her grief. Two would be pushing it. Other pages included ‘lunchtime’, ‘time to ogle attractive nurse/doctor/patient’, and the occasional legitimate request for a consult. On this particular Wednesday afternoon House had gone home early complaining of worse-than-usual leg pain and a fever. Wilson was relatively certain they were stories since House had ridden the bike to work and had felt fine that morning. Nonetheless, House had somehow conned Cuddy into letting him take the rest of the day off. That was why it was strange to be getting a page from House. If he wasn’t in the hospital, none of those pages applied. The only one left was….
“HOME...911!” Wilson was out of his chair and telling his assistant that there was an emergency at home and to let Cuddy know he was leaving. As he walked away he heard her say that Dr. Cuddy had to leave the hospital on emergency, but he didn’t have time to track his boss down to explain the situation. As he drove to the apartment, he had images of House falling in the shower and hitting his head. No, that was stupid. How would House have been able to page him from the floor if he had fallen? Okay then, he must have really been sick. Damn, the one time he really was sick and Wilson didn’t believe him.
He ran through the door, scanning the sofa, floor, and kitchen for signs of House in distress. “House!” No response. He ran down the hall throwing open the doors to the study and bathroom, finally arriving at their bedroom. He careened through the door, only to stop dead at the sight that met his eyes. His lover and his boss were on the bed in a position you didn’t often get to observe during the day in a workweek. In fact, this particular position wasn’t one he’d ever gotten to enjoy and he had to admit he liked it. Very much.
House was reclining against the pillows, nude, with an equally nude Lisa Cuddy between his legs with her lips around his erect cock. Her knees were drawn up under her with her round, supple ass in the air. The only sounds in the room were House’s sighs and moans and the moist sucking noises coming from Lisa’s mouth. It was easily the most arousing sight he’d ever seen and his cock rose to immediate attention.
House opened his eyes and fixed them on his friend’s. His voice was rough when he spoke. “Took you long enough. Get that hot little ass over here and climb up behind her. She refuses to suck me off properly until you’re fucking her.” House was biting his bottom lip and as he looked down at the woman pleasuring him and then back up at Wilson, he broke out in an evil and very sexy grin. “And I can’t wait to see it.”
Wilson didn’t have to be told twice. He almost fell over himself in his rush to divest himself of his clothing and get behind Cuddy on the bed. He surveyed the scene before him. It really was delectable. Cuddy had House’s hips pinned down with her hands and his fingers were carded through her hair, making half-attempts to pull her further down. She wouldn’t give him what he wanted until she got what she wanted. Wilson knew that from experience.
They were obviously way ahead of him. Well, they could just wait a little longer. Wilson grabbed Lisa’s hips and maneuvered them to his liking before ducking his head down to hover just over her folds. He breathed deeply and could feel the heat and musk radiating off of her. Christ, she was wet! His tongue flicked out and just barely flicked against her engorged clit and the effect was immediate. Her hips bucked and a very loud moan came out around House’s cock, causing an even louder moan to come out of House. Wilson’s tongue lunged into her slit, stroking from her clit to her opening and back again, wandering up to circle her anus every few stokes. She was almost bucking out of his grasp. He held her hips firmly with both hands. As his tongue danced around her hole, he raised his eyes up to catch those of the older man in the bed.
House was whining deep in his throat and looking like a man seeing a spring in the Sahara after three days without a canteen. His eyes flickered from Wilson down to Cuddy’s head in his lap and then back up. “Fuck, you two are hot with your mouths full. I want to taste you both right now. I’d kiss your mouth and taste her there then suck your cock and taste you.” Cuddy was wiggling her hips, trying to increase the contact with Wilson’s mouth. Wilson continued to tease her with his mouth as he shoved two fingers into her hot little hole. She pumped her hips, fucking herself on his fingers. Another whine from House reminded him that there was other business that needed attention and obviously Cuddy was slacking off on her duties. That was the problem with giving pleasure and receiving it at the same time. One can either give themselves over to the pleasure and let the other person hang, or concentrate on what they’re doing and miss out on what’s being done to them. Lisa was empowered. She was letting House stew for the moment while she enjoyed Wilson’s tongue and fingers. House wasn’t so keen on that. “Unfortunately, your dick, Wilson, needs to be in her right now!”
Wilson’s lips came off of Cuddy and he left only one finger in her, barely stroking, oh so slowly, in and out. Now he had both of them whining and he chuckled. As much fun as this was, his cock was so hard it ached. He could only imagine how House felt. Imagining how House felt right now made him moan and buck his hips. No, later. He definitely wanted to enjoy this from the opposite vantage point at some time. “Wilson, my balls are going to turn blue and fall off before you decide that pussy is worth doing.” A grunt and his voice turned high and desperate. “Get on with it”. That was enough teasing. He pushed her knees and pulled her hips until he had the head of his cock positioned at her opening. One second to enjoy feeling the heat and wetness of her folds before ramming into her all the way to the hilt. She cried out around her mouthful and went rigid while Wilson held still, all the way in, his head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut. She got the message and started to suck with more enthusiasm. House let out a groan of relief. Neither of them was going to last very long and Wilson didn’t want to. He pulled out and thrust back in, setting a steady pace guaranteed to keep them all on the edge until he decided to push them over. He locked eyes with House over the sight of Lisa’s firm tight ass and smooth back. He looked lost in the pleasure, his jaw clenched and pupils blown wide. Wilson shifted his angle slightly and thrust in faster. Whatever he gave Lisa was broadcast through her mouth to House’s cock.
“Oh fuck, Jimmy! Do that again. I can’t last much longer.” His eyes rolled back. “…need to come….faster… shit…good, so good….don’t stop.” Cuddy’s moans were now continuous. Wilson renewed his grip on her hips and picked up the pace, thrusting as fast and deep as he could without losing the rhythm she needed. Now Wilson’s moans and grunts joined the others, his back arched and throat bared with his head thrown back.
“Wilson, look at me. Want you to see this.” He willed his eyes to focus on House even though he was sure his brain was barely capable of interpreting the stimuli. It was able to interpret this as the hottest fucking thing he had ever seen in his life, though. House was about to come. He knew that look all too well. One hand was on Cuddy’s head and the other on his hip. “ Oh god…so close…so close!” He pushed her head away, she pulled off and House’s hand grabbed his own cock as he came in white ribbons all over his chest. He came so hard there were drops of come clinging to his chin. They did that for him. House liked to end a good blowjob by coming in the blower’s mouth and Cuddy liked the completion of swallowing. It was Wilson who had to see House come, needed the see the physical evidence. It was the greatest aphrodisiac in the world.
Cuddy laid her head on House’s thigh, being careful not to rest any weight on the damaged one, while snaking a hand between her legs to stroke her clit. Wilson’s hips now snapped with the erratic rhythm that meant he wasn’t going to last much longer. He concentrated on making every thrust hit her G-spot. With Lisa’s mouth no longer occupied, a litany of curses issued forth. “Fuck me, James! Fuck me harder... gonna come…gonna come... Oh fuck, I’m gonna come so hard…now...now….NOW!” Her whole body went rigid while her cunt clamped and rippled around his cock. His balls drew up and his orgasm pulled at his back while he managed to continue fucking her through her orgasm when he just wanted to hold tight and come deep inside her. His thrusts weakened until his knees gave out and he collapsed against her back. Her muscles, which had been keeping her up on her hands and knees for too long already gave out and she collapsed forward with just enough presence of mind to avoid House’s bad thigh.
The three of them lay in a sweaty pile of arms and legs, trying to catch their breath. House was the first to recover. “Oh man! I wish we’d taped that.”
“No way,” Cuddy shouted, again sounding like the hospital administrator saying no to one of House’s schemes. Wilson managed to raise his head enough to meet House’s eyes. But House wouldn’t meet his eyes. He was looking off to his left at the closet door. Wilson followed his gaze and saw that it was open a couple of inches. If he looked closely he could just barely make out the lens of their small camcorder peeking through. Just last week, Wilson had found House painting over the red indicator light that gave away its recording status. Now he knew why. House had been planning this. He looked back at House who was now meeting his gaze with a devilish one of his own.
Wilson couldn’t wait until their next pizza and movie night.
Pairing: House/Cuddy/Wilson
Rating: NC-17. Smut with no redeeming social value. Seriously kids, I managed to make myself blush.
Author's note: This is my first House fic and my first attempt at smut. I wanted it to be dirty, but I was still insecure about how it turned out. I put out the call for betas and got the wonderful
spamala97, nonconformity93, recrudescence, and farad. The thing is, betas don't always agree. What one person hates, another person loves. I've been stewing on this for weeks and in the end, had to go with my first instinct in a few instances. So, whatever is wrong or distasteful is entirely my fault. Feedback:… will be treasured!
Disclaimer: Would any verbiage I could put here actually save my ass in the unlikely event of a lawsuit? I doubt it.
Emergency
There were several varieties of pages that Wilson often got from House. There was the ‘I’m bored and need to be entertained’ page. Similarly there was the ‘I’m stuck in the clinic and need to be rescued’ page. Wilson increasingly ignored that one. Answering it simply got House what he wanted while pissing off one Dean of Medicine named Lisa Cuddy and, as hot as she was when she was angry, it was enough that she had one department head giving her grief. Two would be pushing it. Other pages included ‘lunchtime’, ‘time to ogle attractive nurse/doctor/patient’, and the occasional legitimate request for a consult. On this particular Wednesday afternoon House had gone home early complaining of worse-than-usual leg pain and a fever. Wilson was relatively certain they were stories since House had ridden the bike to work and had felt fine that morning. Nonetheless, House had somehow conned Cuddy into letting him take the rest of the day off. That was why it was strange to be getting a page from House. If he wasn’t in the hospital, none of those pages applied. The only one left was….
“HOME...911!” Wilson was out of his chair and telling his assistant that there was an emergency at home and to let Cuddy know he was leaving. As he walked away he heard her say that Dr. Cuddy had to leave the hospital on emergency, but he didn’t have time to track his boss down to explain the situation. As he drove to the apartment, he had images of House falling in the shower and hitting his head. No, that was stupid. How would House have been able to page him from the floor if he had fallen? Okay then, he must have really been sick. Damn, the one time he really was sick and Wilson didn’t believe him.
He ran through the door, scanning the sofa, floor, and kitchen for signs of House in distress. “House!” No response. He ran down the hall throwing open the doors to the study and bathroom, finally arriving at their bedroom. He careened through the door, only to stop dead at the sight that met his eyes. His lover and his boss were on the bed in a position you didn’t often get to observe during the day in a workweek. In fact, this particular position wasn’t one he’d ever gotten to enjoy and he had to admit he liked it. Very much.
House was reclining against the pillows, nude, with an equally nude Lisa Cuddy between his legs with her lips around his erect cock. Her knees were drawn up under her with her round, supple ass in the air. The only sounds in the room were House’s sighs and moans and the moist sucking noises coming from Lisa’s mouth. It was easily the most arousing sight he’d ever seen and his cock rose to immediate attention.
House opened his eyes and fixed them on his friend’s. His voice was rough when he spoke. “Took you long enough. Get that hot little ass over here and climb up behind her. She refuses to suck me off properly until you’re fucking her.” House was biting his bottom lip and as he looked down at the woman pleasuring him and then back up at Wilson, he broke out in an evil and very sexy grin. “And I can’t wait to see it.”
Wilson didn’t have to be told twice. He almost fell over himself in his rush to divest himself of his clothing and get behind Cuddy on the bed. He surveyed the scene before him. It really was delectable. Cuddy had House’s hips pinned down with her hands and his fingers were carded through her hair, making half-attempts to pull her further down. She wouldn’t give him what he wanted until she got what she wanted. Wilson knew that from experience.
They were obviously way ahead of him. Well, they could just wait a little longer. Wilson grabbed Lisa’s hips and maneuvered them to his liking before ducking his head down to hover just over her folds. He breathed deeply and could feel the heat and musk radiating off of her. Christ, she was wet! His tongue flicked out and just barely flicked against her engorged clit and the effect was immediate. Her hips bucked and a very loud moan came out around House’s cock, causing an even louder moan to come out of House. Wilson’s tongue lunged into her slit, stroking from her clit to her opening and back again, wandering up to circle her anus every few stokes. She was almost bucking out of his grasp. He held her hips firmly with both hands. As his tongue danced around her hole, he raised his eyes up to catch those of the older man in the bed.
House was whining deep in his throat and looking like a man seeing a spring in the Sahara after three days without a canteen. His eyes flickered from Wilson down to Cuddy’s head in his lap and then back up. “Fuck, you two are hot with your mouths full. I want to taste you both right now. I’d kiss your mouth and taste her there then suck your cock and taste you.” Cuddy was wiggling her hips, trying to increase the contact with Wilson’s mouth. Wilson continued to tease her with his mouth as he shoved two fingers into her hot little hole. She pumped her hips, fucking herself on his fingers. Another whine from House reminded him that there was other business that needed attention and obviously Cuddy was slacking off on her duties. That was the problem with giving pleasure and receiving it at the same time. One can either give themselves over to the pleasure and let the other person hang, or concentrate on what they’re doing and miss out on what’s being done to them. Lisa was empowered. She was letting House stew for the moment while she enjoyed Wilson’s tongue and fingers. House wasn’t so keen on that. “Unfortunately, your dick, Wilson, needs to be in her right now!”
Wilson’s lips came off of Cuddy and he left only one finger in her, barely stroking, oh so slowly, in and out. Now he had both of them whining and he chuckled. As much fun as this was, his cock was so hard it ached. He could only imagine how House felt. Imagining how House felt right now made him moan and buck his hips. No, later. He definitely wanted to enjoy this from the opposite vantage point at some time. “Wilson, my balls are going to turn blue and fall off before you decide that pussy is worth doing.” A grunt and his voice turned high and desperate. “Get on with it”. That was enough teasing. He pushed her knees and pulled her hips until he had the head of his cock positioned at her opening. One second to enjoy feeling the heat and wetness of her folds before ramming into her all the way to the hilt. She cried out around her mouthful and went rigid while Wilson held still, all the way in, his head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut. She got the message and started to suck with more enthusiasm. House let out a groan of relief. Neither of them was going to last very long and Wilson didn’t want to. He pulled out and thrust back in, setting a steady pace guaranteed to keep them all on the edge until he decided to push them over. He locked eyes with House over the sight of Lisa’s firm tight ass and smooth back. He looked lost in the pleasure, his jaw clenched and pupils blown wide. Wilson shifted his angle slightly and thrust in faster. Whatever he gave Lisa was broadcast through her mouth to House’s cock.
“Oh fuck, Jimmy! Do that again. I can’t last much longer.” His eyes rolled back. “…need to come….faster… shit…good, so good….don’t stop.” Cuddy’s moans were now continuous. Wilson renewed his grip on her hips and picked up the pace, thrusting as fast and deep as he could without losing the rhythm she needed. Now Wilson’s moans and grunts joined the others, his back arched and throat bared with his head thrown back.
“Wilson, look at me. Want you to see this.” He willed his eyes to focus on House even though he was sure his brain was barely capable of interpreting the stimuli. It was able to interpret this as the hottest fucking thing he had ever seen in his life, though. House was about to come. He knew that look all too well. One hand was on Cuddy’s head and the other on his hip. “ Oh god…so close…so close!” He pushed her head away, she pulled off and House’s hand grabbed his own cock as he came in white ribbons all over his chest. He came so hard there were drops of come clinging to his chin. They did that for him. House liked to end a good blowjob by coming in the blower’s mouth and Cuddy liked the completion of swallowing. It was Wilson who had to see House come, needed the see the physical evidence. It was the greatest aphrodisiac in the world.
Cuddy laid her head on House’s thigh, being careful not to rest any weight on the damaged one, while snaking a hand between her legs to stroke her clit. Wilson’s hips now snapped with the erratic rhythm that meant he wasn’t going to last much longer. He concentrated on making every thrust hit her G-spot. With Lisa’s mouth no longer occupied, a litany of curses issued forth. “Fuck me, James! Fuck me harder... gonna come…gonna come... Oh fuck, I’m gonna come so hard…now...now….NOW!” Her whole body went rigid while her cunt clamped and rippled around his cock. His balls drew up and his orgasm pulled at his back while he managed to continue fucking her through her orgasm when he just wanted to hold tight and come deep inside her. His thrusts weakened until his knees gave out and he collapsed against her back. Her muscles, which had been keeping her up on her hands and knees for too long already gave out and she collapsed forward with just enough presence of mind to avoid House’s bad thigh.
The three of them lay in a sweaty pile of arms and legs, trying to catch their breath. House was the first to recover. “Oh man! I wish we’d taped that.”
“No way,” Cuddy shouted, again sounding like the hospital administrator saying no to one of House’s schemes. Wilson managed to raise his head enough to meet House’s eyes. But House wouldn’t meet his eyes. He was looking off to his left at the closet door. Wilson followed his gaze and saw that it was open a couple of inches. If he looked closely he could just barely make out the lens of their small camcorder peeking through. Just last week, Wilson had found House painting over the red indicator light that gave away its recording status. Now he knew why. House had been planning this. He looked back at House who was now meeting his gaze with a devilish one of his own.
Wilson couldn’t wait until their next pizza and movie night.
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