(originally posted on ao3) New Jersey is hit with a heat wave. House would rather melt than let Wilson see his leg.

You (Allison Cameron)just got a new job at Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital in Princeton, New Jersey. Your boss is an egotistical, immature, intelligent, drug addict who saves people no one can. What happens when you start to fall for him? Does he fall for you too? Read to find out!!! ---------------------- ....she started unbuckling my pants but I took her wrists in my hand and raised them above her head. I gestured my finger NO in front of her then I pushed her hands which made her body lie down on the table with her hands still above her head. She gasped and I chuckled. Her hair was in a low bun so I took her bun out and with her hair tie I tied her hands together. I then kissed her and finished the kiss with my teeth biting her lower lip. -keep them up there- I tell her then move downwards... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ....-Tell me you want me to leave you alone for good, and I will walk out of this door right now. When I do, I will never kiss you, touch you, fuck you and pleasure you ever again. If you want that to be real tell me.-... ------------------------------------------------------------ DISCLAIMER! - In this story, there will be mentioned drug addiction, mental issues, sexual content, and much more.

"You'll come back to work if I go on a date with you?" House asked. "Yes." Idea came to me while watching Season one episode 20, called Love Hurts... What would of happened if the date actually went well? Read and find out! DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything that pertains to House MD or Bad Hat productions. Cover is my own besides the photo used. (I do not own photo) #1 for #housemd 😍😍 #1 for #allisoncameron 😍😍 #2 for #hameron #4 for #greghouse #22 for #housemd #30 for #hopelessromantic #54 for #hopeyoulikeit #224 for #house

Disclaimer: massive spoilers for the series finale. Triggers for pretty brief suicidal thoughts. They both know it. They say it to each other in looks and tentative touches, when House is rubbing Wilson's back when he feels as if he's about to hack up his lungs. In those moments, he doesn't have enough headspace to think, "House loves me," but sometimes he doesn't have to think it. Sometimes it's just his touch on Wilson's back and a few gentle words swathed in sarcasm. He knows. They both know. And what if Wilson was a star? And what if House was the universe, and what if he loved Wilson and let the oceans of time dwindle so he could be with him; only him, forever? What if there was a utopia?

Collection of (mostly unapologetically horny) reader inserts. F/M & F/F and occasionally F/F/M & F/M/M. 18+ ONLY

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You've been dating House for long enough to know how he is, to know how he reacts. Though everytime he reacts a certain way you're almost surprised, half expecting him to do something different at some point. But he never does, and you're getting used to it. With more downs than ups leaving has never crossed your mind, since you know that everything would be even worse without him. He knows it too, even if he wishes he could be better, that someone, anyone else, would be better than he is.