AN: This was taken from a picture of House, Wilson and Cuddy that I edited. The link to the pic is on my profile, under the name "Dares".
Wilson watched their interactions slowly, processing each movement in his brain. Cuddy leaned forwards, her elbows resting on the desk, looking into House's eyes. He stared back, his palms resting on the desk.
"I dare you to blink." Cuddy said after a few moments.
"I dare you to blink first," House leaned a little closer to her.
"I dare you two to make out." Wilson added, causing both of them to turn and look at them in shock.
"Wh…what?" Cuddy stuttered.
"Kissing? Sure," House straightened up.
"I'll be going now …" Wilson slipped from the room.
"So, what now?" House asked, walking around the desk to face Cuddy.
"I … no idea," she replied.
"We could take Wilson up on his dare," he began.
"Are you kidding me?"
"No I'm not," House leaned forwards, pushing Cuddy into her seat and pressing his lips against hers.
"House," she leaned backwards, regretting it instantly as his lips dropped to her neck and his hands slipped under her jacket.
"You know you want this," he grasped her hips and lifted her onto the desk, leaning towards her.
"Don't even think about it House," she snapped, but stopped as he slipped the jacket off her, and dropped it on the chair.
"Cuddy," he began, "just shut up will you?" He pulled her off the desk and kissed her gently, "I want to kiss you now."
"Fine," she leaned forwards, kissing him gently, "But you're in trouble if anyone knows about this." She wrapped her arms around his neck and House's lips attacked her.
What they didn't see was the face of James Wilson, looking into the window, smiling to himself.