When she straddled him, House immediately slid his hands onto her waist, just under her shirt to her bare skin. He couldn't believe she still had all her clothes on.
"And I'm not allowed to think it's strange that you don't want anything else?" She'd started this, with whispering like that, lips so close to his, and so he matched it when he murmured, "I'm good with my hands."
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Date: 2011-10-21 02:34 am (UTC)"And I'm not allowed to think it's strange that you don't want anything else?" She'd started this, with whispering like that, lips so close to his, and so he matched it when he murmured, "I'm good with my hands."