Ok guys....here's part 11...the last chap was a bit...obvious...almost...i dunno what to call it...anyways...there was guna be smut [XD] but last time i did that it got removed...hehe so im thinking of putting it on LJ o FF.net... read and review like always...RATE TOO!!! Oh, sorry if House seems a bit 'nice' I explained it in the last chapter-he enjoys being out on the water and alone with cuddy. Dont worry he will become his arrogant self when they return, I cant gurantee that...XD
Cuddy woke first, the morning after their little 'escapade'. She rolled on what she thought was bed, but was actually couch, and fell onto the carpeted floor.
"FUCK!" she yelled.
House sat bolt up right, "Keep your hands off my girl!" he yelled, half asleep.
Cuddy glared at him, snuggled into the corner of the couch. He rubbed his eyes and gave her an innocent look before letting his eyes wander over her exposed body. He could see the ganso bumps (goose pimples whatever) on her arms, he motioned for her to go to him and go back to sleep, again, under the bedsheet.
She shook her head, go up and made her way up on deck. House sprang to his feet, whipping on his boxer, boxeador shorts and popping a couple of Vicodin, he HAD to see this.
"Get me a towel," she said, letting her knees bend and push her up and out past the yacht, crashing down on the cool morning water.
He smirked to himself, "Damn, I should've brought a camera with me, this would make juciy gossip at work," he dicho to her, she rolled her eyes.
"How would it make juicy gossip?" she egged on.
"Hmm, how did the world famous Gregory House get a foto of his boss skinny dipping?"
"Well, it ain't gonna happen,"
House sat at the stern of the yacht for ten minutos just watching the angel-like woman he calls his boss swim.
"You gonna hurry up?"
"Why?'
"I wanna go exploring with this baby," he patted the deck of the yacht.
"Fine, pass me that towel,"
"Why?"
"House,"
"What!? Lay on the bow in the sun, that'll dry tu off,"
"What if there's another yacht around the area,"
"We say that tu like to 'act natural'" he smirked
"I'm not risking a rep-"
He cut her off, "We're in Greece, Cuddy, what reputation do tu have out here?"
She glared at him, "Fine," she said. "I'll just go into the cabina sopping wet and roll all over your stuff,"
"Oooh, my fantasies are all coming true!" he gasped
"You fantasise about me rolling all over your stuff wet?"
"Hell no, what kind of pervert do tu think I am!?" he asked in a mock innocent voice.
"Just get me a damn towel,"
"Please?"
She rolled her eyes, "Please?"
House ducked below deck and returned with a small hand towel.
"Thanks," she dicho sarcastically.
"You're welcome," he dicho it a triumphant voice.
Through out the day, the two took turns at the helm, navigating it around the rocky coasts. At midday they found another inlet and anchored there.
"Gunna go swimming again?" House smiled to himself.
"Don't be ridiculous," she dicho making her way to the bow. "I'm going to sunbathe,"
"Oooh, naked?"
"Nah, that would just mean tu won our little game,"
"What are tu gonna wear then?"
She looked at him with lust filled eyes, "You," she dicho with a 'duh' tone.
House just smiled...
TBC....
Read, review and RATE!!!
xx
Cuddy woke first, the morning after their little 'escapade'. She rolled on what she thought was bed, but was actually couch, and fell onto the carpeted floor.
"FUCK!" she yelled.
House sat bolt up right, "Keep your hands off my girl!" he yelled, half asleep.
Cuddy glared at him, snuggled into the corner of the couch. He rubbed his eyes and gave her an innocent look before letting his eyes wander over her exposed body. He could see the ganso bumps (goose pimples whatever) on her arms, he motioned for her to go to him and go back to sleep, again, under the bedsheet.
She shook her head, go up and made her way up on deck. House sprang to his feet, whipping on his boxer, boxeador shorts and popping a couple of Vicodin, he HAD to see this.
"Get me a towel," she said, letting her knees bend and push her up and out past the yacht, crashing down on the cool morning water.
He smirked to himself, "Damn, I should've brought a camera with me, this would make juciy gossip at work," he dicho to her, she rolled her eyes.
"How would it make juicy gossip?" she egged on.
"Hmm, how did the world famous Gregory House get a foto of his boss skinny dipping?"
"Well, it ain't gonna happen,"
House sat at the stern of the yacht for ten minutos just watching the angel-like woman he calls his boss swim.
"You gonna hurry up?"
"Why?'
"I wanna go exploring with this baby," he patted the deck of the yacht.
"Fine, pass me that towel,"
"Why?"
"House,"
"What!? Lay on the bow in the sun, that'll dry tu off,"
"What if there's another yacht around the area,"
"We say that tu like to 'act natural'" he smirked
"I'm not risking a rep-"
He cut her off, "We're in Greece, Cuddy, what reputation do tu have out here?"
She glared at him, "Fine," she said. "I'll just go into the cabina sopping wet and roll all over your stuff,"
"Oooh, my fantasies are all coming true!" he gasped
"You fantasise about me rolling all over your stuff wet?"
"Hell no, what kind of pervert do tu think I am!?" he asked in a mock innocent voice.
"Just get me a damn towel,"
"Please?"
She rolled her eyes, "Please?"
House ducked below deck and returned with a small hand towel.
"Thanks," she dicho sarcastically.
"You're welcome," he dicho it a triumphant voice.
Through out the day, the two took turns at the helm, navigating it around the rocky coasts. At midday they found another inlet and anchored there.
"Gunna go swimming again?" House smiled to himself.
"Don't be ridiculous," she dicho making her way to the bow. "I'm going to sunbathe,"
"Oooh, naked?"
"Nah, that would just mean tu won our little game,"
"What are tu gonna wear then?"
She looked at him with lust filled eyes, "You," she dicho with a 'duh' tone.
House just smiled...
TBC....
Read, review and RATE!!!
xx
Another Week went by.
Didn´t hear anything from Wilson o Cuddy o somebody else.
Dr. Travis and i went out for a walk. Today we talked about my childhood.
It was not easy talking about my Dad and Mum.
But i think we´ve had a good start at this chapter of my life.
There are often moments i´m jsut a little afraid about talking in this intimate way to Dr. Travis. Normally it´s Wilson i talk to like this. And there are many things he didn´t know yet like Dr. Travis.
My leg hurt a little when we were back. Emma brought me my pill and i swallowed it down.
I had some French brindis, pan tostado and two o three cups of coffee.
Frank had a girlfriend since three days. Her Name is Sally. She´s nice...for Frank. She had the Asperger syndrome, poor little girl.
So, this evening is damn boring. I played the guitar, listened to the canto birds outside, fighted with that Zombie-Bitch and.....
por tomorrow, ít knocks.
G.H.
(TBC)
Didn´t hear anything from Wilson o Cuddy o somebody else.
Dr. Travis and i went out for a walk. Today we talked about my childhood.
It was not easy talking about my Dad and Mum.
But i think we´ve had a good start at this chapter of my life.
There are often moments i´m jsut a little afraid about talking in this intimate way to Dr. Travis. Normally it´s Wilson i talk to like this. And there are many things he didn´t know yet like Dr. Travis.
My leg hurt a little when we were back. Emma brought me my pill and i swallowed it down.
I had some French brindis, pan tostado and two o three cups of coffee.
Frank had a girlfriend since three days. Her Name is Sally. She´s nice...for Frank. She had the Asperger syndrome, poor little girl.
So, this evening is damn boring. I played the guitar, listened to the canto birds outside, fighted with that Zombie-Bitch and.....
por tomorrow, ít knocks.
G.H.
(TBC)