Pairing: Greg House/Brittany House (OC)
Fandom: House, M.D.
Prompt: Seven Deadly Sins -- Gluttony
Word Count: 200
Warnings: Talk of sex. Phew, not late.
He's looking at her like the cat who ate the canary, and she knows exactly why. She doesn't have to ask, when he's standing there, in his underwear, leaned against the doorframe with a bottle of chocolate syrup in his hand.
They're both lovers of sugar, and things that taste like it, and there's nothing House loves more than drizzling dark lines of gooey sweetness over pale skin, and cleaning it off with this tongue, one slow lick at a time.
She strips in front of him, making sure to give him plenty of time to see that pale skin, and turns down the lights as she sprawls out on the bed.
A thrill runs through him as he walks over. It's simple, they're done it dozens of times before, but it never, ever gets old or loses its allure. This is what they do. Make love, with dessert toppings.
It is always slow. Never rushed. Why should they?
He has his turn, and she has hers. Licking. Sucking. Teasing. Back and forth, like a game.
Who can play connect the dots with the freckles the best.
That's the way he loves it.
That's the way she loves it.
And that, is the way that it works best.