fic: from deep wells.

[girlyevil]

from deep wells

house, chase/cameron, rating r, words 241  his arms find her waist and he holds her tight
notes: my first house fic- be kind? drabble/ficlet

 

“Is this all right?” he murmurs against her jaw, hands roaming her body, painstakingly slow and soft.

 Her answering sigh is part pleasure, part frustration because her buttons came undone ages ago and Chase’s steady exploration shows no signs of ending.

  His tongue travels down to her navel, tracing the skin of her stomach and she snaps, of course

-hips twist against him and her fingers slide up his forearms till he’s pinned to the bed and she’s sliding on top of him.

 He laughs- his first real laugh in days because this is the Cameron he thought he’d lost. His Cameron- not House’s, not Princeton’s

-but his and he’d expected her to disappear as soon they’d come back but here she is smiling at him, reaching down the kiss the corner of his lips.

 His arms find her waist and he holds her tight.

 Their bodies pull forward, slipping up and down and back and forth, his hand losing itself in her hair and she leans back on her heels.

 The corners of his mouth lift into a smile- the kind that tells her everything and nothing. It’s slightly crooked but she’s always sworn it’s what got her into bed in the first place so he smiles as he growls, rippling through his body and he spins his head around to look at her.

 His eyes meet her lashes, lids already shut.