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Title: Pilot Redux
Rating: T (I guess – for innuendo)
Summary: I’m working on composição literária a Huddy ending on add-in scene for each episode. This is a continuation of “Pilot”. My first huddy fic so be nice :-)

“5PM…Doctor House checking out…make sure you write that down.” House tosses the last chart onto the desk. He smirks and makes his way to Cuddy’s office, bursting through the doors.

A soft groan of exasperation escapes her lips. “Do you even know how to knock?”

“Of course I do.”

“What do you want, House?”

“I just came por to see if you had any other eloquent pearls...

Huddy Adventure #2

Summer Solstice

Wilson: So what are your plans for tonight? (Wilson picked up a bagel from the counter, whilst House looked at the selection of comida with a look of disgust on his face.)

House: I don’t have any. Drinking will play a major part though.

Wilson: (Wilson gave House a typical look of discontent before they sat down at a table.) I was thinking about inviting you over for a little game of poker.

House: (House looked inquisitively at Wilson, as he was taking a bite of his bagel.) Why?

Wilson: Well, I like poker. You like poker. It seemed a logical reason to invite you....

House and Cuddy have been dating for about a mês now and they wanted to celebrate there mês anniversary. And as they waited for their comida none of them said anything and the silence was broken por the waiter.

“Grilled bife with Béarnaise Sauce and French fries.” The waiter said, startling them a little.

“Gee! What are you a zombie?” House paused, putting a hand to his heart, “I almost had a coração attack for Pete’s sake!”

The waiter said nothing and kept his stern, composed face to the task of serving them as properly as one could in this situation. He put down their plates...

Ok well my fic is winding down and I know that I have been horrible at updating but I didnt want to leave you guys with no fic to read of mine. So here is one of my ideas and I wanted to see what you think about it and if i should do it or not. This idea has been nawing at me for a while now. SO tell me if i should continue.... :)
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Ugh! I groaned as I hit my alarm clock. It was anouther boring dia of boring school. Why did I have to get up? Geez I am just so tired. Why is this? Oh yeah volleyball.

I got up and got ready to go to school unwillingly. Great I have to see...

Smooth wet lips is all he feels on him, moving from his chin to his jaw, where a days worth of
facial hair is lightly showing. He could hear the faint sounds of moaning escaping her busy mouth, as well as his heavy breathing from the sensations she was making him have. A tongue slowly glides over his Adam's Apple, seductively licking, then taking her teeth and nibbling on his now red and wet skin. That's all it took. The tips of his fingers patiently and carefully traces down her covered torso. ganso bumps on her arms appear rapidly at the touch of his shaking index finger going over her hidden...

She was beginning to miss his annoying harassments. He hadn’t spoken to her in quite a while, okay, a mês and two days to be exact, but it’s not like she was counting.. She saw him in class, but he never spoke, surprisingly. All she could was blame herself, for she created this so called ‘game’. But, little did she know, he missed her, deeply. Though, he’d never show it, because he refuses to lose their game.

It was around 11 at night, when she decided to take his advice, and go have some fun. She was headed to one of the many parties happening that night, unfortunately for her,...