Dark Paradise - House M.D.

Part 1- Starlight Express

"You promise we're alone?" Madelyn asked, sort of looking over her shoulder. 

"A little late to be asking me that, don't you think?" House turned the question around and raising his head from between her legs. 

Sprawled out with her head resting on House's desk Madelyn decided, 

"Maybe just a little..." she exhaled in a heaving moan as she felt his tongue thrash against her clit, then lick across her thighs. 

House groaned from the pleasure, his voice rumbling against her most sensitive areas and exciting her even more. 

"Don't stop." Madelyn begged with bated breath. 

"I won't." 

She dug her fingers into his shoulders as she neared a climax, and her toes curled. With hot and puffy lips, House kissed her in all the right and sacred places–the places he craved. Moments later, however, after the matter, House kissed her lips, her forehead, and her hands–the places he cherished. 

"Thank you. God, I've been so horny lately." Madelyn thanked him, flashing a smile. 

House looked at her with his signature, devilish smirk, "Being 10 weeks pregnant will do that." 

"Yeah and I bet you're loving it." 

Still smirking, "I can't complain", House said before he began to button up his shit 

"No!" Madelyn whined, "leave it open. I love seeing you with all that chest hair." 

House laughed, "And I love yours just as much, but we need to get home." 

Madelyn rolled her eyes playfully, "Yours or mine?" 

They'd been debating this for a while now: whose apartment to stay at and when. Madelyn raised an eyebrow at him and pursed her lips seductively, the way she always did with him.  

"I know, we need to find a place. I know that look." He told her. 

"No look." Madelyn assured, "But I agree. It's fine though, we have time. We've only been engaged for two weeks." 

House pulled his pants back up and refastened his belt, 

"I know. I guess I'm just feeling the pressure." he sighed. Madelyn, who was sitting on top of his desk, reached to clasp her hands around House's neck, so she could get him closer to her. He tilted his head down to look at her, "My place isn't big enough for a nursery." 

As he looked into Madelyn's eyes, he noticed her gaze fade before she got up and turned away from him a bit. 

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing. I guess I'm just feeling the pressure too." She admitted, her voice low and quiet. "I realize there's a lot we're planning for and only so much time to do it all. But..." 

"But...?" House asked, lifting her chin up to him with his index finger.

"I'm scared that once we start, they'll be no end." 

House let out a big, genuine laugh, "Well, yeah. We'll be awfully busy. But we decided we could handle it, right?" 

"Right." Madelyn confirmed, "I'm just saying that it's been nice these past two weeks just taking it all in. Having time to ourselves and savoring the time we have before everything starts piling up, and we have to start telling everyone and planning the wedding while preparing for the baby." 

House exhaled sharply, understanding his fiancé perfectly: 

"Yes, it has been nice." He repeated comfortingly, "I'm worried too, if that makes you feel better." he offered.