Title: Can't Keep My Eyes Off You

Rating: PG – 13 (For now)

Fandom: House MD

Pairing: House/Cameron

Word count: 558 (This chapter)

Disclaimer: Not mine all belongs to David Shore and FOX

Spoilers: If you have seen Season 1 and 2 you are fine.

Warnings: A lot of innuendo this chapter, more warnings to come in later chapters. Written at 1:30 in the morning, unbeta'd

Author's note: Long time shipper, first time writing the pairings. Feedback would be awesome.

She known what he wanted from the way he had been looking at her all day. It seemed that every time the patient developed a new symptom and she helped with the deferential he was looking at her.

When they passed in the hallway, she on the way to run tests he ordered, he to go taunt Wilson he was looking at her. As she washed her hands in the basin of the woman's and headed his office to say goodnight (something they had started doing since they did whatever this was) she caught him staring at her through his office door.

She knocked and pushed it open, "I've run the tests" she begun, but House cut her off. "Come home with me tonight" That caught her off guard and she blinked in surprise, then swallowed. "W-what?" "You heard me, come home with me tonight, I'll make it worth your while" He grinned at her slyly.

Cameron paused wondering just how many Vicodin he'd had today. "I don't know if that's a good idea House, you're my boss..." He cut her off again "That didn't stop you from kissing me" he pointed out.

"B-but that was different, I thought you were...? "Dying?" The sly grin widened a little" "Yes" she said suddenly angry again, he could he play games with them like that? Pretend he was dying to get more drugs? Knowing how the team would react how she would react?

The answer was simple. He was House and he did what he pleased to get what he wanted, morals and the feelings of others be damned. He chuckled at her sudden flare of anger and she stiffened.

"Really Cameron, I know you are a little...touchy... about death, but its all part of the job"
"I..." She opened her mouth and closed it again, unsure how to respond to that. Yes, she knew in this job death was unavoidable, but that didn't mean that he should fake his own for his own amusement and gain.

He considered her for a moment before getting out of his chair and limping towards her. Her body stiffened again as he approached her, more of a result of her angry towards him than anything else.
Her anger dissolved when he reached her and brushed his lips against her ear. "You just wanted a reason to kiss me didn't you?" She shivered. "Yes" his voice was almost a purr in her ear" "You want so much more than that don't you?" Her left hand clenched and she felt her body start to react.

"Tell me" he murmured "Y-yes" she muttered, he voice almost a whisper "Yes...I do...I want" House laughed again, "Then come home with me. That was how she found herself clinging into his leather jacket as he sped through the streets. As he pulled the bike up outside his apartment and took his helmet off before somewhat awkwardly climbing odd it and stood waiting for her, she knows there is no turning back. if she thought the looks he had been giving her at the hospital were intense, they are nothing compared to the way that he was looking at her now.

She knows in that moment that she isn't going anywhere, and maybe just maybe she doesn't want to turn back because she's right where she is supposed to be.

Watch out for the next chapter