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Dr. Greg House ([info]snarkyhousecall) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-06-15 19:13:00

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Entry tags:greg house, thirteen

Who: Greg House and Remy Hadley
Where: House's bachelor pad of DOOM on the beach
When: Last night
Why: Remy is having marital problems and the love doctor is in.
Rating: R for language probably. No hanky panky.

There was nothing like a pitcher of blended daquiri mix and lot of vodka to make dealing with heat so much easier on the California coast. He'd always known buying beach front property for dirt cheap would pay off in the long run and here he was escaping the shitstorm of New York. Ghosts running around attacking and making more? Yeah, screw that. There wasn't anyone here he gave a crap about. Except Wilson. But that was enough story entirely.

House lounged on a beach chair on the deck of his house, a jumbo drink in hand and boardshorts and a t-shirt on, his cane propped against the side table. He'd already mixed up the promised Mojito for Thirteen for when she arrived, and he really wondered what was so screwed up that she was willing to hang out with him, drinking herself into oblivion on the beach. He couldn't wait to hear this.



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[info]notunlucky
2008-06-16 12:51 am UTC (link)
Remy couldn't help but kind of smirk, "No I wouldn't know that yet. Well good.. bottles upon bottles is just what I need.." maybe technically she shouldn't be drinking after just having a baby, but she didn't really care at this point. After all, she was going to die sooner then later anyway. She downed the rest of her drink and then went to get a refill.

She knew that discussing this with him probably wasn't the best for her demeanor. He'd probably laugh at her. Heck who wouldn't laugh at her for trying to get married to Tony Stark in the first place. "Yep that's her. She's here.. except she told him to fuck off cause he got married to me. But he's still in love with her. Oh and now she's dead.." she kept on drinking. "Like a fucking soap opera.. and I'm almost done with it."

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[info]snarkyhousecall
2008-06-16 01:39 am UTC (link)
Well, yes she was pretty stupid for marrying a superhero. They never stick to one girl long. What was she thinking? And she picked the biggest whore of them all. House was fairly amused at the amount that she had already drank in the few minutes she'd been here, though he picked up his drink and finished it off though he decided that this was a time that called for less fruity drinks and something more substantial and hair curling.

He got up from his chair and walked over to the small outside minibar he had and pulled out everything to make a couple of strong drinks on ice. A little juice and a lot of vodka should do the trick. "Does this mean you're leaving the Iron Man? Didn't think anyone would want to leave behind the life of luxury."

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[info]notunlucky
2008-06-16 01:49 am UTC (link)
Watching as he went to get another set of drinks from the bar, she finished her second drink in record time, all but downing it. "I don't know," she answered when he finally came back. "Having kids changes things. It's not like I want them to have to go back and forth between homes ... and it's not like I even hate him or even dislike him.. it's just.." she shook her head.

"Who am I to compete with some chick he's been pining over for fucking ages? Especially when she's ... well she was gonna live a long healthy life. But she's dead.. and if she's dead.. is he gonna come crawling back just because she's dead?" She shook her head. "I don't want to be in second place. No fucking person wants that. Period." she held out her glass for him to fill up.

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[info]snarkyhousecall
2008-06-16 02:06 am UTC (link)
"Children are annoying and smell. Luckily I will never have to worry about that crap. Spending every fucking dime I have on spawn who end up ungrateful anyway even if you give them everything they want and a good education." He brought her drink back over to her with the bottle of vodka with him so he could just keep them coming between them. "You don't sound bitter at all," he said sarcastically as he set the bottle between them on the table and he stretched back out on the chair.

"Please tell me you didn't pull a Cameron and think you could fix him. Have you ever read his comic books? He's screwed up, possibly more than me. If you read them, you knew what you were getting yourself into in a way." He knocked back about half his drink in one go, hissing through his teeth as he leaned back, the alcohol making him pleasantly warm on its way down. "You should have just had sex with him and left it at that."

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[info]notunlucky
2008-06-16 02:16 am UTC (link)
In response she just glared at him. She didn't really want to argue with him and his thoughts about children, and she knew that she was bitter, she didn't need him to tell her that. "Oh fuck no.. I never thought I could fix him.. I read them. And I knew.." she shrugged a little. "Yeah you're probably right." actually she was sure he was right. She hated it when he was right. She decided to suck down a lot of her drink instead.

"It's too late for should have and would haves and all of that.. it sucks and I don't have anyone to blame but myself. And yeah, I can just go home and work it out or .. leave him but at the moment, I Just kinda wanna get drunk.." she was starting to feel a bit tipsy and held out her glass for a refill. "More."

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[info]snarkyhousecall
2008-06-16 02:37 am UTC (link)
"Now that's my kind of girl. Know your limit and say to hell with it," he said smugly as he filled her glass once more. He topped off his own and set the bottle back. "Have you had enough that I might actually get a peep show out of playing your therapist for the night?" What? She thought House was doing this for her benefit? Hell no. He wanted a little something out of having to hear about her shitty love life."You could blame him for being an ass and hopping from one woman to another. Sounds like Wilson. He's needy and has to feel like someone is always waiting for him or hanging on. Because if no one needs or wants him, he's screwed."

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[info]notunlucky
2008-06-16 02:46 am UTC (link)
Her head was swimming pleasantly, and she gave a sigh. It was warm out here, warmer since she'd started drinking but that was good. "Mm.. maybe after this next one," she told him. "What kind of peep show do you want?" she couldn't really help herself. She was upset, and drinking. It was kind of natural. She was in control enough not to sleep with him. She hoped. "Right.. I don't know if I thought he.. would think I was enough or not.. but as soon as she showed up I knew." she looked over at him. "Sounds like you know a little something about how that feels, Dr House.." she said contrarily.

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[info]snarkyhousecall
2008-06-16 02:55 am UTC (link)
"One more? I better make this one a double and hurry things long." He was craned back in the chair, slipping a little further down in it with a smug smile on his face as he eyed her. "Depends on if I am allowed to touch, but you can start at the bottom. I'm an ass man myself." And she had a nice one. The type he could spank for hours. Bah, he was getting just a little bit hard from that trail of thinking, even if he'd drank about as much as her, just not as fast. "It's hard to let go of the past even if it would mean a better future and a lot less misery." Which House was an expert on. He'd been that way with Stacy. Hated her for a long time for what she'd done to him, and as soon as she came back into his life and married, he had to have her. But in the end, he'd done the right thing, because he knew she was just being the bitch she was and doing to Mark what she'd done to him. Abandon the cripple for another healthier person.

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[info]notunlucky
2008-06-16 03:19 am UTC (link)
If she noticed him getting hard, she didn't pay attention to it. She figured if she went through with this, he'd be hard anyway. "I have no idea.. I'm thinking I'm the one that causes more misery since I'll be dead soon anyway.. though she already is.. so.. maybe .. who the fuck knows?" she took another long sip of her drink. "Um.. let's go with no on touching.. at least at first.. I'm trying not to get too much into trouble.."

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[info]snarkyhousecall
2008-06-16 03:37 am UTC (link)
"Then you cane to the wrong fucking place if you were expecting to stay out of trouble. You've been drinking, you're scantily clad and you're in my home. Come on, let's get a little show going," he said, waving his hand around in the air like he was ready to clap his hands and demand she dance around for him. "I take it you finally went through with a test and found out the truth. I don't think you have anything to worry about right now. From the looks of things, your degree of it won't likely increase for another few years."

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[info]notunlucky
2008-06-16 03:46 am UTC (link)
Remy heh'd a little but she didn't say anything, she just got up to her feet. He wanted a lapdance pretty much. She wasn't sure she'd be any good at that, she really wasn't much of a dancer. Her body didn't move the right way. But she did turn her back to him and sighed a little. "Hard to do when there's no music.. you should be trying to convince me to do this you know.." she took another long drink from her glass and finished it and passed the glass over. "Filler up," she told him. And ignored everything about the fact that she was dying other then, "It's worse then you think.."

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[info]snarkyhousecall
2008-06-16 04:06 am UTC (link)
Who was he to look a gift horse in the mouth and deny a lady her liquor? Especially one so eager to drink herself into a stupor and possibly give him the best hard on of his life. "You don't need music. You can sit in my lap and rub your ass and shake your tits for all I care," and picked up the bottle to refill it. At this rate, they'd run through the entire thing in an hour. He finished his own glass and filled it up, then set the bottle down so he could lounge back and relax, sipping the drink with his eyes watching her over the rim. "Bet he hasn't touched you in a long time..." and he let the tips of his fingers just brush lightly up past her knee to her hip.

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[info]notunlucky
2008-06-16 04:10 am UTC (link)
Oh yes, because she really wanted to just rub her ass up against him and show him her tits. She took her drink back from him and took another sip. She watched him and licked her lips, maybe actually contemplating it. Then her eyes wandered down to where he was touching her and then back up at him. "No.. he hasn't.. but then.. I.. just had a baby.." she couldn't really be thinking about doing anything, right? She didn't know anymore. She was definitely mostly drunk.

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[info]snarkyhousecall
2008-06-16 04:21 am UTC (link)
"You got your figure back pretty damn quick for having just popped one out," his hand moving a little further up her hip. House was testing those water to see how drunk she was, how far she'd let him go with her. He let the tip of his index finger tug at the bottom of her bikini, just to get her to maybe loosen it. "Come on, sit in Daddy's lap for a little while." Then drank the rest of his drink and set the glass down on the table. He was not as far gone as her, but he was getting there.

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[info]notunlucky
2008-06-16 04:25 am UTC (link)
Though she was somehow managing not to wobbling as she stood, she took another drink and smirked. "Thanks.." she told him as he tugged at her bottoms, loosening them just a little. Against her better judgment, she turned around and put her back to him and then moved down to sit half in his lap, but mostly between his legs. She didn't want to hurt his bad one after all. "At least you didn't say something about Santa Clause."

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[info]snarkyhousecall
2008-06-16 04:30 am UTC (link)
"Oh, I could give you a present you could play with if that helps," he said with a smirk. He groaned a little when she sat down, seeing as how he had to spread his legs a little further to accommodate her. When she sat down, she could feel that he was at least halfway hard as he pressed right up against her. He let the hand on her hip slide around and touch her stomach, then glide right at the top of her bottoms, then tried to rub her slowly over the material between her legs.

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[info]notunlucky
2008-06-16 04:37 am UTC (link)
She laughed lightly, "Okay, no more Santa jokes or I'm definitely not going to get turned on.." she made a face. Ew thinking about Santa. He was touching her and she was having a really hard time deciding whether or not to stop him. If she did this, that would probably be the end of her marriage. Because whether Tony found out or not, she couldn't live like that. "House.." she said lightly.

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[info]snarkyhousecall
2008-06-16 04:42 am UTC (link)
His breath smelled strongly of fruit and alcohol as he sat up enough to pull her back against him fully, the very evident erection pressed into the small of her back. "Hmm?" he murmured as he ran one hand over a breast and squeezed it as his other continued to rub between her legs. "Are you turned on at all?" his voice husky by her ear as he pressed that much harder into her.

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[info]notunlucky
2008-06-16 04:47 am UTC (link)
Whether it was him asking if she was turned on (and she was, she really really was) or anything else or whether it was him grabbing her breast or whatever it was, she kind of blinked and stood up. "I.. can't.. I can't. Just.. can't.." she wouldn't be that kind of woman. Even if now she was going to think of his hand down her pants, rubbing at her clit until she got off. She'd apologize but god knew he didn't want that. "Maybe when I'm divorced.." she muttered and put down her drink. She'd have to go call a cab or something, but she couldn't stay.

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[info]snarkyhousecall
2008-06-16 05:48 am UTC (link)
Aw, damn, he'd been so close there, too. Well, he had to hand it to her. If her marriage was heading down the toilet, she was still going to be faithful down to the last bit. "You're pretty wasted," he said as he fell back against the chair. "There's...a spare room...upstairs. You can sleep in it, go back home in the morning or wherever once you've sobered up."

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[info]notunlucky
2008-06-16 05:55 am UTC (link)
Running a hand through her hair, she nodded her head. "Yeah.. thanks.." maybe that wasn't a good idea but at this point she just wanted to lie down. She headed upstairs, trying not to fall down them or anything. She found the room and shut herself up in it and laid down.

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