Chase walked down the corridor of the apartment, it was late. His body seemed to sag under the pressure of the night and day he had. House was on the bed pulling Chase's pillow towards his face. House was looking for his wombat even if he didn't like to cuddle, he did like his smell.
Chase smiled tiredly, he toed off his shoes and pulled the scrub top off. He seemed to sink into the bed. House sensed the shift, being such a light sleeper he hauled one arm to Chase's torso.
Chase closed his eyes and let House have his moment, he would never remember it in his half asleep form. Chase turned his head and enjoyed the musky scent of House before he fell asleep.
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House woke first that morning, he looked to his left and saw his Wombat. He didn't wait for the pain he didn't move just reached for the orange companion in the white hat. When he waited 15 minutes Chase had shifted farther away from him.
Chase had tangled himself in the sheets, his own scar had been revealed. Chase was breathing deeply the scar moved up and down. House stroked the scar making Chase shiver. House smiled a lecherous smile that only House could pull off.
House slunk off for a minute, only to return a minute later with the whip cream from the kitchen. House filled Chase's hand with whip cream. He pulled his cellphone out and paged Chase.
Chase was first not doing anything, then he sat bolt upright and looked for the pager trying to find it on his person. He looked like a frantic cat trying desperately to get the red dot of death. Chase only stopped when he heard snickering and felt the whip cream sticking to his chest.
"You suck it's been," he looked to the bedside clock, "7 hours since my last prank."
"Yeah but this wasn't a prank my sleepy wombat this was punishment for not getting home on time." House sat next to Chase on the bed and began to lick off the whip cream from his boy toy's hand.
"This seems more like foreplay," Chase smiled as he felt House's tongue making a pattern similar to the one he made on another part of his anatomy that seemed to be waking up. "I had surgery, Cody our patient the one you were convinced had hansen's disease does not have leprosy."
"OOh talk medical to me," House wolf smiled before forcing Chase down on the bed to lick the rest of the whip cream off. "Not right now though." House had already figured out the puzzle before he had went to bed.
Chase had come home an hour after, House had made a call to Park and that was when Chase had left and the other duckling delivered the cure to whoever the patient was.
The End!