Claim: House/Wilson
Title: 'The Big Blue'
Author:
triedunture
Characters:Wilson , House, Cuddy
Prompt: #28. Dream
Rating: NC-17
Length: Long
Brief summary: When House leaves for a conference inSingapore , Wilson begins to have some strange dreams, and finds himself having to deal with a growing (or perhaps simply increasingly obvious) attraction to House. Despite the focus on graphic sexual remarkably well-written and naturally moving.
Excerpt:
AfterWilson finished stuffing House's suitcase, they both ended up on the sofa, trying with valiant effort to stay awake until four in the morning. House nodded off somewhere around two, and Wilson allowed his own eyes to slip shut as well. His phone was set to ring at the right time; there was no harm in getting a few minutes' rest.
That was fine, untilWilson felt a warm tongue tracing his collarbone. His eyes cracked open to see House, brow furrowed in concentration, licking a delicate whorl against his skin. Startling blue eyes looked up: the rushing, dark waters of a cold riptide.
"Octopus cyanea," House whispered to him. "Though it can grow up to sixteen centimeters without even counting its arms, it can squeeze through a one-square inch hole."
Wilson frowned. "What? What are you talking about?"
"They call it the Big Blue." House licked his lips. "Except it can actually change color. Sometimes it's pink." His mouth descended slowly, slowly, oh so slowly...
Wilson shot straight up, violently awake on the sofa. House's head rested on his bicep, heavy and warm. InWilson 's pocket, his cell phone was vibrating itself to death. Wilson fumbled to silence it, finally stabbing the button with his thumb. He glanced down at House. The older man wasn't licking him, he was just drooling a little. The television was still flickering away on mute, and it cast weird shadows over the planes of House's face.
Wilson took a deep breath to calm his racing heart, his gaze on the ceiling. He resolved never to watch documentaries before sleep ever again.
Link: The Big Blue
Wilson 's desk and leaning his cane against the wall. "I need to know so I can go beat him up for making a pass at my boyfriend."
Wilson glares over a stack of patient files he doesn't need to be straightening up so earnestly.
"It's none of your business," he says feebly.
"That's crap," House spits. "You let me pick and prod at your girlfriends. Your boyfriend should be no different."
"I don't have girlfriends. And he's not my boyfriend,"Wilson argues. "He asked if I was free for coffee. He'd like to consult me for my professional opinion on a patient of his."
"Is that what they're calling it these days," House says, mystified. "No wonder that homeless man looked so disheartened when I told him he was probably malnourished when I offered him my professional opinion."
Wilson gives him a flat stare. "Teddy Stone--"
"Oh my God, there're actually fairies named Teddy?" House says with genuine horror.
"--and I have known one another since med school,"Wilson soldiers on. "He's a friend and a colleague and very well-respected in his field. He also asked me to lunch to talk about a patient. Nothing more, nothing less. Your grapevine is flawed."
House narrows his eyes suspiciously. "Earlier you said coffee."
"I meant lunch,"Wilson lies, flushing.
"By which you mean you already let him touch your bra behind the bleachers," House says with disgust. "James, you slut."
Link: The Fine and Subtle Art of Cardiology
Title: 'The Big Blue'
Author:
Characters:
Prompt: #28. Dream
Rating: NC-17
Length: Long
Brief summary: When House leaves for a conference in
Excerpt:
After
That was fine, until
"Octopus cyanea," House whispered to him. "Though it can grow up to sixteen centimeters without even counting its arms, it can squeeze through a one-square inch hole."
"They call it the Big Blue." House licked his lips. "Except it can actually change color. Sometimes it's pink." His mouth descended slowly, slowly, oh so slowly...
Wilson shot straight up, violently awake on the sofa. House's head rested on his bicep, heavy and warm. In
Wilson took a deep breath to calm his racing heart, his gaze on the ceiling. He resolved never to watch documentaries before sleep ever again.
Link: The Big Blue
Claim: House/Wilson
Title: 'The Fine and Subtle Art of Cardiology'
Author: Glitterati
Characters: House,
Prompt: #27. Original Character
Rating: PG-13
Length: Medium
Brief summary:
Excerpt:
"It's none of your business," he says feebly.
"That's crap," House spits. "You let me pick and prod at your girlfriends. Your boyfriend should be no different."
"I don't have girlfriends. And he's not my boyfriend,"
"Is that what they're calling it these days," House says, mystified. "No wonder that homeless man looked so disheartened when I told him he was probably malnourished when I offered him my professional opinion."
"Oh my God, there're actually fairies named Teddy?" House says with genuine horror.
"--and I have known one another since med school,"
House narrows his eyes suspiciously. "Earlier you said coffee."
"I meant lunch,"
"By which you mean you already let him touch your bra behind the bleachers," House says with disgust. "James, you slut."
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Date: 2008-12-14 03:23 pm (UTC)