|perhin (perhin) wrote in perhin_fics,|
@ 2008-01-10 07:35:00
|Entry tags:||7_deadly_sins_, het, house md, rated g, rated pg, rated pg-13, rated r, wilson/cuddy|
7 Deadly Sins Drabbles
Title: Seven Deadly Sins Drabbles
Summary: Seven drabbles for seven sins.
Prompt: All prompts for 7_deadly_sins_
The two lay in bed on a cold winter's night. Lisa lies on one side snuggled up to the blankets, and James lays on the other with nothing to cover him. James fluffs his pillows and sighs. He has a corner of the bedspread, but he wants more. He pulls on the blanket to cover himself, but Lisa pulls back bringing all of the covers on her side of the bed. James sighs again and curls up with his pillows, wishing she wasn't so greedy.
Wilson and Cuddy had received a box of candy as a gift. The two had eaten it completely, and were now on a box of donuts from that morning. James laughed at Lisa's lips, which were covered in chocolate syrup from the donut she had just eaten. She wiped a bit of frosting that he had gotten on one of his eyebrows from some cake he had found in the fridge. They both were still hungry and decided to go to the local bakery and pick up some éclairs. How they kept eating, no one knows.
Another plate skimmed the top of Wilson's head, and another broke at his feet. Cuddy had found out about taking a nurse out to calm her, and mistook it as an affair. He tried to explain again, but a cup was thrown and smashed on the floor. Cuddy yelled obscenities at Wilson, calling him a liar and a cheat, when he had done nothing at all. Wilson apologized, and as he did a fork and spoon were thrown into his face, the fork poking him in the cheek. Wilson swore to himself that day to never be kind to a nurse again.
It was spring. This meant it was time to clean. Cuddy had asked Wilson to help her, but he just laid there on the sofa doing nothing. She had heaved a few boxes out of the attic and went to ask him again, but again he was asleep, and drooling for that matter. Cuddy had an idea. She screamed at the top of her lungs, but he just waved her off. She sighed and went on loading boxes from the attic. When she was gone, Wilson opened one eye to check to see if she was there. Yes, today was a great day to be lazy.
Wilson always noticed how House acted with Cuddy. Always commenting on her chest and ass, and asking her out on dates when he knew she'd say no. Dammit, Cuddy was his, not House's, but they still had this connection he wanted. How his and her eyes sparkled when a memory was reminded of, or how a sarcastic comment was laughed at. How House could just leer at her and get away with it or how he would bring up the 'Twins' in any conversation. He wanted this, but he couldn't have it, because Wilson was the good husband and not the funny pervert.
Another mindless board meeting. Some donator was talking at length, and it gave Wilson the time to let his mind wander. He looked across the table and spotted Cuddy. Oh, how he'd love to touch those breasts, that ass. To push her down on the table, hearing her beg for him. He licked his lips and saw those lips he truly wanted on his mouth talking. She flicked her hair, and he wanted to be buried in it moaning as she slapped his ass, something he'd always dreamed off. He wanted it so bad, and he was determined he was going to get it after the meeting.
Cuddy was doing paperwork, something she had always had to finish before going home. Wilson was there sitting quietly, waiting. He finally said, "Let me finish for you.”
He sat there another minute and asked again. Again the answer was 'no'. Cuddy was sure she could finish this evening's paperwork without help.
“Just a page?”
“No, I'm fine.”
“Two or three even. We'll be late for dinner.”
“No we won't. I only have ten pages left and I'm about to finish this one.”
Wilson rolled his eyes and let her continue, knowing that they were going to be late.