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Disclaimer: see New Friends Part 2: Caught In The Act (FRAO) Soon, it had become obvious that Cameron was trying to get into House's bed and Chase didn't like it one bit. Whenever she did something to catch the House's attention, Chase found himself glaring at her. He tried to get her to stop answering House's mail to no avail. He also couldn't get her to stop pestering House with questions about how he was feeling. At least her attempts to make House coffee had ended badly when House had forbidden her from ever making coffee again. Well, what was grating the worst on his nerves was, and would forever be, her endless attempts to talk with House professionally (you just couldn't make him take on cases if he didn't want to take them) or personally (it just wasn't done at the hospital, not that Cameron would ever meet House outside the hospital). A part of him wondered when House would get enough of his bad moods that resulted out of those attempts. He was just leaving the clinic after his clinic duty when he was pulled into an unused room by House. "Would you quit these bad moods? They're irritating," demanded House. Chase complained, "Why don't you do something about Cameron. She's..." "Oh, really," interrupted House shocked. Chase said frustrated, "Don't play innocent." "There's no one but you, so stop being jealous. I happen to think that it's amusing," tried House to sooth his lover. Chase huffed, "And what when it stops being amusing?" "Then you can glare at her all you want for spoiling MY mood," grinned House in return. Chase sighed in defeat, "Fine" *** The next couple of weeks were frustrating for Chase, but he managed to stay calm, most of the time that is. House knew how to distract him when it got too much though. When Cameron came in to work that day, the blinds in House's office were closed, curious she stepped closer. When she heard strange noises coming from inside, she opened the door only to freeze at what she saw. Chase was halfway undressed, sitting in House's lap, his head thrown back in pleasure. He was moving up and down, not even noticing her entrance. House did though. However, he didn't make a move to stop. Instead he grabbed between Chase and him, causing the younger man to moan even louder. She couldn't move. No matter how much she just wanted to leave. Everything was over, the moment Chase screamed, "Greg," loudly, before collapsing on House's shoulder. House grabbed the tissues lying next to him and cleaned his hands off as well as his exposed chest and something Cameron didn't want to think about. "Time to get dressed, Cameron's here," said House to Chase. The blonde man moved his head to look at his lover and asked, "How do you know?" "She's standing in the door," answered House, causing both Cameron and Chase to blush. Chase stood up hurriedly, revealing his missing pants, before kneeling down to collect his clothes and getting dressed quickly. "Close the door," said House while getting rid of the condom, further embarrassing Cameron. Chase whispered agonized, "Greg, please," but his plea was ignored. "What are you going to do about what you just witnessed?" asked House. Cameron stuttered in response, "I'm... I won't say anything. Just... could you not do it somewhere where I'm going to walk in on you?" "You're early," remarked House smug. |