A/N I'm just re-posting all chapters because they have now been betaed. Thanks to Blackrose Kitsune and pucklove

This was written for brennamount on live journal Cameron/Wilson as a ficathon response she

Wanted to see
A love scene
A gift exchange
Inner/Jealous thoughts of the rest of the team

Didn't want to see
House/Julie comfort
Bar scene or drunkenness
Weak Cameron or Wilson

What you can live with.

Chapter 1

Was this a mistake? Would they both regret it in the morning? Would he wake up early and sneak out of her apartment as if nothing had happened? Would she wake up first and run to the bathroom to hide herself until he got the hint to leave? Or would they wake up together in each others arms content that they'd found one another at last?

Have you ever cheated?

The nagging doubts and questions didn't stay in their minds for long, as they were more determined to discover each other completely, devouring souls and tasting skin. She ran her hands up his chest and removed his offending tie as she kissed him with an intense urgency. Tossing the tie over her shoulder, she unbuttoned his shirt, ripping it out of his trousers and sighing with ecstasy as it exposed his chest. They broke away from the kiss panting heavily and rested their foreheads together.

I met someone who made me feel funny, good and I didn't want to let that feeling go.

It exhilarated her to think that she could make him feel that good again, like the woman he had sacrificed a marriage for had. She wondered if it meant that he may never want to let her go; she hoped he didn't want to let her go. Her thoughts were interrupted as he began to unzip her jeans and push them down, his smooth hands gracefully touching her hips. He pushed her jeans past her velvety thighs and she stepped out of them, their foreheads remaining in constant contact the whole time. She snaked her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his hair and they once again began to kiss each other hungrily.

The kisses were urgent and their tongues exploring, tasting every inch of each other. Her hands came down from his hair and began to push the shirt from his shoulders and pulled his arms free. Once he was rid of the shirt he wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up easily; she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.

Wilson broke the kiss, "Bedroom." He panted.

Cameron stretched out her arm and pointed. "The far door across the room." Without hesitation she began to trace kisses along his strong, clean jaw line and down his neck.

Wilson made his way to Cameron's bedroom. He stopped when Cameron's back hit the door and he fumbled for the door handle. Before he made it to the bed Cameron had removed her legs from around his waist and stood in front of him.

She started to remove his trousers and tilted her head to the side with a lazy grin on her face, "Your still way over dressed."

Wilson smiled as he placed a hand on the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss as she worked on his trousers. His hands moved under her shirt and ran his hand up and down her spine as he stepped out of his trousers. He once again grabbed Cameron around the waist and turned to place her on the bed.

Cameron ran her hands along his sides and broad shoulders as she once more delved into his hair. Wilson was tracing kisses down her neck and chest as he begun unbuttoning her shirt.

This is not what either of them had expected ever to happen. Wilson had only been her mentor, then suddenly a confident and friend and now just as suddenly, he had become a lover. Though it was sudden, neither of them were complaining that their attraction had been growing ever since Cameron had gone Wilson for advice and help.