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Title:  2 drabbles using prompts stolen from  arhh 's prompt table: choices and dirty
Author: me
Pairing: H/W
Rating: pg
Warnings: none
Beta'd by arhh .  She's a master beta!!

 

 

 

Choices

He stood behind the couch, staring down the hallway to the bedroom House had just retired to.

It had been an evening like any other, good food, crappy TV and great company.  Maybe they sat a little closer, laughed a little louder or stared a little longer.  He hadn’t a clue.  But in all his fantasies of being with House, that he never believed would come true, did he imagine it like this, so out of the blue.

The TV was turned off as House stood and turned to him.

“You’re welcome to stay the night, here,” gesturing to the couch, “or in my bed with me.  The choice is yours.”

He looked me in the eye confidently.  I don’t know what he saw in my eyes but nervousness crept into his as he lowered them.

“The choice is yours,” he said quietly again as he limped to his bedroom.

Wilson stood behind the couch, staring down the hallway to the bedroom House had just retired to, and made his choice.

 

Dirty

He quietly approached Wilson from behind, wrapping his arms around his waist.  Stepping closer, he pinned him against the sink.

“I’m trying to wash the dishes House.”

“I know, I’m here to help,” he replied as he slid his hands down Wilson’s forearms and into the soapy water.  

“You know, two people do not need to wash the same…”  His sentence cut off and gave way to a moan.

House slid his tongue over the outer shell of Wilson’s ear, licking his way down to an earlobe, sucking it in between his lips.  He moved to the neck and licked a line down to the shoulder.

“House, what are you doing?”

“Your dirty, I’m cleaning you.”