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Crushed
by machka
A murmur, a whisper, a touch...
"I can't give you what you want..."
"Can you give me what I need?"
Her hand molds over his hardening flesh; her lips moving against his mouth, tongue slipping inside, her body heat surrounds him, her scent filling his nostrils... No. He pushes her away gently.
"I'll break your heart."
"I'm an adult - I know what I'm asking."
"I don't want to hurt you."
"I was just thinking the same thing."
"Allison..."
"Greg. You won't."
In time, she'd understand. For now, only two thoughts cross his mind: "You asked for this..."
Then, "I'm sorry."
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Legal Disclaimer: The authors published here make no claims on the ownership of Dr. Gregory House and the other fictional residents of Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. Like the television show House (and quite possibly Dr. Wilson's pocket protector), they are the property of Fox Television, David Shore and undoubtedly other individuals of whom I am only peripherally aware. The fan fiction authors published here receive no monetary benefit from their work and intend no copyright infringement nor slight to the actual owners. We love the characters and we love the show, otherwise we wouldn't be here.
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